A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 217: Chapter 182: Farewell for a Long Journey

This sudden attack made Jiang Qingfeng widen her bright eyes.

Meanwhile, Lu Qian began to recite a completely absurd doggerel.

On Bichao Mountain, sending off guests at night, Lu Lang only thinks of trembling,

Ape arms gently extend to embrace the slender waist, savoring the red lips that are moist and tender.

After tasting for a while, unable to be satisfied, he bites the earlobe and tastes it slowly,

The delicate body clings tightly, hard to part, the warm fragrance seeps into the heart.

Sister’s face has already turned rosy, swinging pink fists to hammer Lu Lang,

Seizing the opportunity to change direction, opening the lips’ gate to taste the fragrant nectar.

Jiang Qingfeng’s body trembled sharply, her beautiful eyes filled with bewilderment, the strong side hidden in her bones was suddenly triggered, from originally letting Lu Qian act recklessly, to actively attacking, increasingly fervent.

When Lu Qian strategically retreated, Sister chased unwillingly, only to be easily swayed by Lu Qian, the world spinning, dazed, and was laid down on the couch.

Lu Qian breathed heavily, transformed into a gourmet connoisseur.

Carefully tasting the jade-like cheeks, slid down the jade neck to the snowy hill.

Lightly weave, then rub and pick again, flying over to take the cherry away.

Sister let out a small cry, and under intense stimulus finally barely sobered up, exerting effort to brace against Lu Qian’s shoulders, voice tender, breathing like orchid: ”Junior Brother... Junior Brother! Tomorrow you still have to set off early, the Foundation Establishment is important, do not... cannot waste your vitality...”

When speaking of ”vitality,” the voice was as faint as mosquitoes, from top to bottom, the skin flushed all over.

In his arms, warm jade, how could Lu Qian let go, reluctant to part, just insistent.

Sister gently bit her red lips, softly said: ”I... I cannot escape, when you return after Foundation Establishment, I will... will let you do as you please...”

This remark acted as a stimulus, resulting in a counter-effect, and Lu Qian’s movements became even more intense.

The silver bottle suddenly breaks and water bursts forth, iron cavalry charges with clanging swords and spears.

Jiang Qingfeng felt a mix of shame and anger, suddenly taking a bite, she bit Lu Qian’s shoulder, finally pulling his sanity back.

”Sister, I... I went a bit too far.” Lu Qian looked at Qingfeng with disheveled clothes and a shamed, angry expression, feeling somewhat uneasy, such recklessness and disrespect indeed abruptly startled the jade beauty.

But looking at Lu Qian’s somewhat pitiable and somewhat aggrieved appearance, Qingfeng softened in heart once again.

She suddenly raised her head gently, face blushing: ”That way is not okay, but this way... is okay.”

Warm and delicious lips proactively attacked.

The moonlight was shy, the wind gentle, in the Sect Leader’s courtyard, the room was full of spring.

...

June 17th, the 366th year of Jia Shen, 7:00 AM.

In the drill field on Bichao Mountain, twenty Late-Stage Qi Cultivators, thirty Mid-Stage Qi Cultivators, had already prepared, under the leadership of Tan Hong, Zheng Duan, Zhao Xianzong, Xuu Yingcai, and Chen Wei, they formed a neat phalanx.

Lu Qian instead hurriedly rushed over. It turned out that in the middle of the night, this Sect Leader, intoxicated in tender passion, suddenly remembered he had to go to Xuanguang Sect to obtain a letter, and had hastily rushed over.

Fortunately, the host of Huanjian Peak, Hee Yangchen, was present, to his aid, finally obtaining the desired thing, hurriedly rushed back.

Jiang Qingfeng finally tidied Lu Qian’s collar, eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, this demeanor caused disciples to open their eyes wide, secretly gossiping.

Entangled and sentimental, hard to part, Lu Qian could only steel his heart, accept everyone’s entrustment, lead the disciples to board the Void-Soaring and Distant-Guarding Divine Ship. The Divine Ship’s speed was fast, twice that of ordinary Qi Cultivators’ escape speed, they would first take the Divine Ship to Meihua Square, then rent Wind-Controlling Beasts from Meihua Square, heading straight to the place Lu Qian sensed.

The Divine Ship gently trembled, soared to the sky, and soon vanished into the clouds.

Yunshan Sect’s people watched Lu Qian depart, all praying in their hearts for the Sect Leader’s smooth journey, successful return after Foundation Establishment.

Jiang Qingfeng gazed at the Divine Ship longingly, unwilling to leave for a long time.

After the Divine Ship traveled a hundred miles, suddenly a vigilant disciple exclaimed. Tan Hong stood up to watch, but saw a familiar blazing flame swiftly chasing. With a sound, it was already above the Divine Ship, the gold-red figure landed gracefully on the deck.

It was Fairy Nishang!

Lu Qian raised his eyebrow, having not seen Guh Niqiang when everyone bid farewell, Lu Qian simply assumed she disliked such occasions, and thus didn’t mind when she came chasing.

”Elder Guh, I can’t take you along. If you’re not there and the mountain gate suffers an attack, I’ll come back to find no home.”

Guh Niqiang snorted: ”It’s just Foundation Establishment, what danger could there be? A bunch of people make a fuss, you’ve already brought enough people, I don’t care about you.”

Lu Qian smiled: ”Then why have you come, any instructions? Hitching a ride to Meihua Square?”

Guh Niqiang was momentarily speechless, standing there, not speaking, fixedly gazing at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian felt somewhat uneasy under her gaze, about to ask more, when suddenly Guh Niqiang stepped forward in stride, swinging her fist ahead.

Just when Lu Qian thought he was about to get punched, her palm flipped, a small feather tinged with blue and purple appeared in her palm.

”This, is for you.” Guh Niqiang turned her head, ”This was given by my master before my Foundation Establishment, said to be Cyan Bird’s feather, supposedly brings good luck. I think it’s nonsense, useless, so here, take it.”

Seeing the feather resting in Guh Niqiang’s slender, white palm, Lu Qian’s heart was suddenly filled with a lot of emotions. At that moment of daze, Guh Niqiang suddenly fiercely grabbed the feather: ”You don’t want it, right?”

”Wait, wait!” Lu Qian hurriedly grasped her palm, trying to extract the feather, ”Such a good thing, I’ve never seen, just looked at it twice, who said I didn’t want it? Give it to me...”

So these two tugged at each other on the deck, disciples on both sides widened their eyes.

Finally, Lu Qian, panting, pried open Guh Niqiang’s palm: ”How are you so stingy, giving away something then being shameless to take it back.”

Guh Niqiang snorted, tossed the feather into Lu Qian’s arms, and with eyes lowered, looked at their intertwined hands, softly said: ”Let go!”

Lu Qian quickly released, Guh Niqiang abruptly pulled back her hand, turned away and no longer looked at him.

Standing in silence for a while, Guh Niqiang strode forward a few steps, coldly said: ”I’m leaving, if you can’t succeed in Foundation Establishment, I’ll break your legs when you return.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into a flame and soared to the sky, shooting back towards Bichao Mountain.

Lu Qian chuckled softly, Fairy Nishang, slowly growing more adorable. How soon will she comprehend the principles of Harmonious Balance of Strength and Softness, Yin and Yang Interdependence, High and Low Complement Each Other, Success in breaking through and advancing?

He carefully flattened and straightened the feather, then tucked it into the embroidered ”safe” delicate sachet hanging at his waist.

Beside him, Zheng Duan’s eyes widened, if he saw correctly, that sachet seemed to be the one Elder Jiang hung on the Sect Leader this morning.

Thinking this way, Sect Leader, you kind of... deserve a beating...