The Great Immortal of Love: All My Female Disciples Are Yandere-Chapter 342 - 129. The Demon Path Conference Begins! The Final Frenzy with Xing’er! Butter Side Quest: Four Symbols Extreme Palace! _2

To know... he isn’t a foot fetishist!

With Ling Yin and Lingxue, it was always a very proper missionary style of teaching skills!

Could it be that he was reverse-CPU’d by that girl?

Just as he was in a daze.

The Yimu Kidney within his body also began to twist in pain, opportune as ever.

"Damn it..."

"This damned Yimu Puppet, why doesn’t it cooperate with my powerful battle will at all?"

"Forget it! Tomorrow, when the tournament begins and I enter the Four Symbols Extreme Palace, the first thing I must retrieve is that powerful kidney nurtured by the ’Origin Spirit Water’!"

"With this powerful kidney treasure, I can leave the most perfect first time for Yuerong, Jin Niang, and the Dark Queen in the future!"

"Wait... did I get something wrong?"

"Forget it, it’s not important now, better go and chat with Xing’er first, she might be worried sick she hasn’t seen her master for two days."

Bai Feng sighed lightly and stood up.

Then, instead of using the Sky Demon Dragon Transformation Scripture to transform into a black flood dragon and leaving through the sky, he tried out the just-awakened Blood Sea Sadness Song Technique, conjuring a large cluster of blood clouds to ride away!

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The cold moon hung high.

In the depths of the bamboo forest behind the palace.

A charming young girl with twin ponytails wearing a light pink floral dress was intently casting a spell.

Her exquisite and cute little face was drenched in sweat, and her hands, forming incantation gestures, were trembling slightly, clearly showing her exhaustion.

However, even so.

The girl’s face remained steadfast, doing her utmost to manipulate the True Yuan mana within her body.

"Ah, used three slashes again."

"Silly ghost! Can we... try one more time?"

"You can do it! I can do it too!"

"Just think, if we cannot cut these Blackheart Bamboo in one slash, how can we help our master seize the leader position in tomorrow’s Demon Path tournament?"

The girl clenched her pink fists, looking encouragingly at the huge Ghost General lying motionless on the ground.

"Lord..."

The Ghost General wore a pained expression, purple-black breath wheezing from its mouth, its voice trembling: "Reporting... Reporting to Lord! These Mang Mountain Black Bamboos are among the hardest innate demon plants in the world! You’ve been working at Youluo Palace’s Demon Plantation for years, you should know this?"

"Ah, don’t mention me, a half-step Nascent Soul Ghost General, even if I broke through to Nascent Soul Peak and became a Ghost King, I still couldn’t ensure a one-slash cut!"

"I don’t care! I just want! I... I must become stronger!!!"

Cen Xing’er shouted emotionally.

Then, her eyes reddened and she whispered after a moment of silence, pouting: "Silly ghost, it’s not good, I’ve kind of forced a person... no, forced a ghost to do the impossible... but, do you know?"

"My senior sister Lingxue, her strength is exceptionally high, always our master’s most reliable disciple, this time returning, she even eliminated two major threats to our master, Li Qianjue and Lin Mo..."

"As for Sister Ling Yin, she’s incredibly intelligent and efficient, over the years, in handling sect affairs, Master has always been very satisfied with her."

"And me? Silly Xing’er knows nothing... just clings to Master acting spoiled, making Master worry..."

"Yet, even so... Master just spoils me more and more! Rewarding me time and again! And what... can I give back to him?"

By the end, the girl was hugging her knees, crying uncontrollably: "So, silly ghost, don’t you think... we should work harder to make Master a bit more proud!?"

She looked at the Ghost Servant ahead with teary eyes.

Yet found...

This guy had fallen asleep!

Cen Xing’er was both angry and speechless, pulling out the Forging Demon Pot and throwing it on the ground:

"You... humph! Don’t want to play anymore! Go enjoy your great sleep!"

"Alright, Lord!"

A deep and powerful voice responded.

Whoosh.

In a blink.

The Ghost General on the ground transformed into an invisible ghost fog, entering the pot.

Cen Xing’er shook her head, her small face becoming even more sorrowful:

"Ah, even you, silly, bully me..."

"Perhaps, to Master, Xing’er truly is just a useless little burden..."

"No wonder before his seclusion, he specifically told Senior Sister Lingxue not to let me find him."

Muttering to herself.

A crystal tear slid down from the eyes of Youluo Palace’s little princess. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Just when her heart was deep in depression.

A thick magnetic voice, filled with infinite affection, came through.

"Xing’er, you don’t need to do anything."

"Because, you’re Master’s treasure, you know that?"

It’s Master!

Throwing the Forging Demon Pot in her hand aside, Cen Xing’er hurriedly ran towards the tall and robust figure in the distance!

The next moment!

Poof!

After two whole days!

She finally felt again the warm, broad embrace of the heavenly lord!

"Xing’er."

Bai Feng gently stroked his disciple’s ponytail, a boundless affection welling in his heart: "I heard everything you said to the Ghost Servant just now."

"Ah..."

Cen Xing’er’s cheeks blushed, burying her face in her Master’s embrace, "Ooh ooh ooh, Master, Xing’er is so embarrassed... isn’t she?"

"No, you didn’t embarrass your Master, on the contrary—"

Bai Feng lifted the girl’s face, saying each word with weight: "Master is proud of you."

Hearing these words.

She was like petrified!

The little princess of Youluo Palace was stunned for several seconds, then realized slowly!

Oh my!

The master, who had always been so strict, actually said to her, "proud of you"...