“Don’t lie to me. How can you not recognize my voice?” Mo Lian said, her face pouting a little.
Was this young man in front of her thinking that she was some naive young woman who would fall for such a trick? There was no one in the sect who had a voice as lustrous as hers, so how could he not know that it was her.
“I’m not,” Chen Fang said, trying to walk forward while adding, “Anyway elder Mo, you must already know that I’ve taken in two people, so I need to hurry back to Cloud Sword Peak to observe their progress.”
So that news was really true, huh? Mo Lian fell into thought.
A few years ago, she had dragged this fellow down from Cloud Sword Peak by force and asked him to accept a few disciples, but he had refused her at every turn; she had even picked a fight with another elder, trying to snatch a genius disciple for Chen Fang.
But it seemed he was adamant about leading a solitary life on that peak.
Anyway, now that she was looking at him closely a few months later, Has this guy changed somehow? she thought.
Not only had Chen Fang’s appearance become more refined and begun to exude a more manly aura, but at the same time, his tone while talking to her no longer sounded shy the way it had earlier.
Seeing her standing before him once more, he sighed. “Well, that was before. And someone once told me that a cultivator’s life is too long to be spent alone, and I should enjoy each moment instead of living in past”
Hearing that, Mo Lian couldn’t help but smile. “You actually remembered?” Then, suddenly extending her hand and placing it on his chest, she whispered, “Anyway, it’s good that you changed your mind about that.”
I’m not doing that for you, Chen Fang thought as he watched her try to get closer all of a sudden.
But there was no denying that she was a beautiful woman, her alluring scent immediately began to attack his senses, as if trying to bewitch him.
Even his little dragon somehow agreed, peeking out through his robes out of nowhere and making Chen Fang a bit uncomfortable.
How did my predecessor manage to avoid this kind of reaction in this wench’s presence? Chen Fang thought, trying to hide his erection sneakily—but luck was not on his side. Mo Lian caught him.
“Oh my, what do we have here?” Mo Lian said with a naughty smile. Her hand, still resting on his chest, slowly began to travel toward his little dragon. “Someone seems a little excited by my touch?”
However, just before her hand could grab the little dragon that was roaring mightily, Chen Fang caught her wrist. “Elder Mo, we are out in the open right now. What do you think you’re doing?”
Mo Lian suddenly snapped out of the character that had taken over her and noticed that her hand was in Chen Fang’s. “Sorry about that,” she said, then slowly whispered, “Elder Chen, whenever I’m in your presence, it seems like something takes over me.”
You’re just horny, you perverted wench, Chen cursed inwardly. Outwardly, he simply smiled and, finally letting go of her hand, said, “Thank you for the compliment, Elder Mo, but as elders we should maintain some dignity while outside.”
Mo Lian suddenly flashed a slutty smile. “Elder Chen, you keep saying we should maintain decorum while outside. Does that mean we can do whatever we want in a confined space?” Read the latest chapters at novelping.com.
Chen Fang’s face flushed all of a sudden. “I did not say that.” Clearing his thoughts, he added, “I just said you can do whatever you want in your personal quarters or the Alchemy Hall.”
“Aww, what fun would that be?” Mo Lian pouted. “But if Elder Chen were with me there, things would definitely be a little more interesting.”
This was exactly why Chen Fang wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Once she started teasing, no one could tell when she would stop. Moreover, Chen Fang was the person she liked most in the entire sect when it came to both appearance and preference—how could she possibly calm down?
However, since Chen Fang had important work to do—namely, delivering a certain dual cultivation-related book to his beloved Su Qingxue—he had no intention of wasting time here. He already knew that Mo Lian was a character he probably could not tame, given her free-spirited personality.
The one thing he disliked above all was wearing a green hat. To avoid that fate, he would willingly accept death if given the choice.
“Elder Mo, as I said, I need to attend to my disciples’ progress. So if you don’t have anything important to discuss, I shall take my leave.” Chen Fang adjusted his crotch through his robes right in front of her eyes without the slightest shame and spoke in a serious tone.
“Huh?” Mo Lian was suddenly flabbergasted by how serious Chen Fang looked at that moment. At the same time, hearing him speak so sternly made her old heart flutter for a second.
Hearing no reply from her, Chen Fang took it as permission to leave. He walked past her, and once he had taken a few steps, he poured all his strength into his legs and rushed away without looking back.
Though he himself knew there was a chance he might eventually fall into her trap—her beauty was truly impossible to ignore—if he fell, it would be on his own terms.
Mo Lian stood there and watched Chen Fang escape her grasp. Looking at his disappearing figure, she was once again reminded of someone.
“Chen Xuan, it’s all right if I couldn’t have you… but that young man? I’m definitely going to conquer him and make him fill up my womb.” She muttered the words while licking her lips, then suddenly disappeared as if she had never stood there in the first place.