Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

Chapter 20 Master, I suggest you don't...

Han Luo acted swiftly, summoning Fan Qingyan that very afternoon.

"Is Martial Uncle also going to the Yao Guang Secret Realm?"

With the opening of the Yao Guang Secret Realm imminent, all the major sects are organizing their disciples to go there, and the Yun Zang Sect is no exception.

However, the entry requirements for the Yao Guang Secret Realm were too strict. Each alchemist could only bring one person in, so the number of participants was not large. Therefore, the sect arranged for spirit ships.

Fan Qingyan didn't know why he wanted to go. Most of the good things in the Yao Guang Secret Realm were related to alchemy, and his master didn't need them.

"Yes, I will take Jing Shu with me."

Fan Qingyan understood immediately; it was all for his apprentice's sake. "Alright, I'll make the arrangements."

Han Luo tapped her fingers on the table. "Just arrange for them to be two ordinary disciples." Considering Jing Shu's current state, Han Luo didn't plan to swagger into the secret realm.

"Yes." Fan Qingyan assumed it was because Jing Shu's constitution prevented him from being too conspicuous, so he didn't think too much about it.

So, Jing Shu and his companion followed the other disciples onto the spirit boat and headed to Yao City.

Only Fan Qingyan knew about their trip within the sect, so they received no special treatment and were kept in a room together.

With nothing else to do, Jing Shu took out some special talisman paper and planned to make more talismans for future use.

The intricate and complex patterns quickly took shape under Jing Shu's hands, and with a final stroke, a talisman was completed.

Even Han Luo praised Jing Shu's talisman, saying it was truly perfect. From the patterns to the spiritual power infused in each stroke, everything was just right. This was something even Shi Chuan, whose cultivation was higher than his, couldn't do.

By the time Jing Shu finished, it was already completely dark.

"Master, please rest first." Jing Shu looked at Han Luo, who was reading a book, but her eyes were almost closed.

Han Luo didn't stand on ceremony and lay down on the bed. Noticing Jing Shu hadn't moved, she asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Jing Shu shook his head, "I'll sleep on the floor."

Han Luo found it strange, "We've slept together before, what are you shy about?"

After Han Luo's disguise, her face was no longer as cold as before; it had gained a touch of softness.

Forcing herself to finish speaking, she didn't wait for Jing Shu's reply before getting up, pulling Jing Shu, who was already not far from the bed, over and pressing him down onto the bed.

"!!!" Jing Shu's eyes widened as he stared at Han Luo above him. Was he being suppressed?

The Nascent Soul cultivator instantly exploded like a bomb, yelling, "Push it back!"

"Master... um..." Jing Shu had barely uttered a word when Han Luo covered his mouth with her hand.

Han Luo then lay down on the other half of the bed. "Shut up and go to sleep."

The lights were out, and the bright moonlight shone through the window into the room.

Jing Shu stared blankly at Han Luo, tilting his head. Had he just been grabbed by the collar again?

It was one thing for him to pull on the collar when he was little, but now that he's an adult, why is he still doing it?!

Jing Shu was lost in thought, trying to suppress a strange emotion that was rising in his heart.

Upon hearing that Jing Shu had become enraged and the explosives had been extinguished, the Nascent Soul cultivator began to gloat.

"We can't beat them in a fight, and we can't even scold them. Jingshu, why don't you let me handle this? I guarantee you won't suffer any losses!"

Jing Shu chose to ignore his words, picked up another blanket from the bed, covered himself with it, and went to sleep!

"Tch, boring." The nascent soul gradually quieted down and closed its eyes to cultivate.

When everything was quiet, Xiao Jingshu's ears twitched, and he quietly opened his eyes.

The next day, bright sunlight streamed through the window into the room, making it warm and full of vitality.

Jing Shu felt a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of oppression and slowly opened his eyes.

Something was pressing down on him, so heavy... Warm breath was blowing on his neck, making him feel itchy.

Jing Shu looked down. What was that? It was his master…

"Huh?! Master!" Jing Shu suddenly snapped back to reality.

Han Luo still had one leg draped over Jing Shu, just like before. Only now, Jing Shu was taller than him, and instead of being held in his arms, it was Han Luo who was holding him. Not only that, Han Luo's leg was also pressing down on his manhood! His hands were also improperly placed on Jing Shu's chest.

Jing Shu was almost done eating, but he dared not move, afraid of waking his master and making things awkward for both of them.

Just as Jing Shu knew what to do, Han Luo made a move.

He seemed to feel too hot and let go of Jing Shu, then turned over and went back to sleep.

Jing Shu's stiff body relaxed, and he tiptoed out of bed, went out and found a secluded corner to cover his face with his hands.

The bed is so big, how did he manage to sleep right next to his master and even use his master's blanket?

Jing Shu rubbed his face vigorously. Anyway! This wasn't the first time he'd embarrassed himself. Anyway! His master didn't know.

After trying to console himself, Jing Shu decided to take a stroll on the spirit ship.

As I passed by a room, I heard a soft murmur.

"Senior brother, no!"

Jing Shu froze. No! This door isn't soundproof at all! And why does that voice sound like a man?!

The blush on Jing Shu's face deepened, and he ran back quickly without making a sound.

I'm not shopping anymore! What's the point of shopping?!

Jing Shu rarely swore in his mind.

"Boom-"

He lost control of his strength, and the door slammed shut with a sharp crack.

Before Jing Shu could turn around, he heard Han Luo's voice.

"what are you doing?"

Han Luo seemed to have just woken up, hugging her pillow and looking at Jing Shu with a lazy expression.

"Is something happening outside?" Her ears turned red.

Han Luo became interested and was about to use her spiritual power to probe the outside when Jing Shu, who had noticed her, rushed over to stop her.

“Master, I suggest you don’t…” Jing Shu’s voice carried a hint of inexplicable tension.

"Oh ho," Han Luo raised an eyebrow, becoming even more interested. What on earth could have made his "composed" disciple so flustered?

Jing Shu was powerless to stop it; he could only feel Han Luo's spiritual power spread out in an instant.

Then he saw his master's expression freeze. An awkward silence filled the air.

Everyone told me not to watch it, but I just wouldn't believe them.

Han Luo recovered and suddenly realized, "So you went to eavesdrop."

"..."

Jing Shu felt like his back teeth were about to be ground to dust. "Master, I don't have that kind of fetish. It's this door; it's not soundproof."

After saying that, Jing Shu got up and walked to the table to sit down, his back to Han Luo, fiddling with something.

Even though I couldn't see Jing Shu's expression, I felt like he was angry.

Han Luo touched her nose, feeling a little guilty. So, it must be a problem with the door...

Jing Shu's mood fluctuated wildly throughout the morning! It was relentless!

Xiao Jingshu was busy cultivating, as if everything this morning had nothing to do with him. However, his slightly trembling eyelids had already given him away, but unfortunately, no one noticed him.

The nascent soul was also unusually quiet. In the past year, he had learned how to sever some of the connections with Jing Shu. For example, Jing Shu could not know what he was thinking, although this did not last long.

At this moment, the Nascent Soul quietly severed the connection, and no one knew what it was thinking.