The Sugar Mommy System: The Evil Young Master is Villain!!!

Chapter 143: 5) Sect Master's concubine.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

An extremely gorgeous flying boat hovered high above in the sky outside the Heaven Fall sect... Brilliant rays of light and mystical runes moved around the boat.

Needless to say, it was rewarded by the system.

If one looked closely, they would see pillars of light with majestic paintings, imperial pavilions shrouded in immortal mist, springs full of crystal-clear water, and fragrant flowers that could steal one's soul.

Immortal painting with Dao intent, ancient vision... It would only be reasonable for onlookers to envy such rare treasures.

It is mythical, magical simply godly.

The boat looked extremely luxurious as it floated among the clouds.

To put it bluntly, every inch of the flying boat was synonymous to luxury, wealth, and intent, something suitable for someone like Bai Lung.

Even the disciples of the Land widened their eyes in awe when they saw it, let alone the ordinary cultivators.

None of them had seen such a majestic flying boat in their life, even royals don't have such majestic flying boats.

"System sure went all out when I requested her a flying boat…"

Bai Lung chuckled when he saw the high profile display.

Still, he liked it.

[ It's just a little toy... nothing is overboard if it makes my Host happy!]

Xiaoyu said lightly, her hands on his neck area, as he seated on the luxury chair.

Meanwhile, a few people who were also seated inside the luxury room smiled seeing Young Master Bai having a good time.

Young Master Bai seemed satisfied with their hospitality, and that was enough for them to rejoice...

These people were Xiao Ling'r and Xu Yin, and hospitality sure breaks the bed.

( Bai Lung— The breaking bed. )

It was also apparent to them that this Young Lord wasn't someone who liked to keep a low profile, which alone can be seen from his dress, which seemed to be highly expensive and had multiple enchanting.

Someone who came from the capital, how can one be ordinary?

Both mother and daughter wonder how much spending was done on this gorgeous flying boat? Probably hundreds and thousands of spirit stones.

Currently, they were going to meet Young Miss Zhao, straight to the Zhao Family.

Obviously, it seems Bai Lung wanted to have Ling'r and Zhao Ling talk a little but his real reason remains hidden.

He wanted to check if Mu Chen had any contact with Young Miss Zhao or perhaps any other protagonists.

"Young Master Bai... You haven't touched your tea yet, is something bothering you?" Ling'r asked seeing how he didn't even bother sipping the tea she had poured.

Of course, she wasn't sad unlike in the novels because why feel sad if he doesn't wanna test her tea?

"You sure love to care after me..." Bai Lung simply responded.

Cough* Cough*

Meanwhile, Saintess's mother almost choked hard on her tea, with her cheeks turning red.

"S-Sorry..." She quickly apologized for the disturbance caused by her, while looking at Bai Lung with narrow eyes.

Saintess and Bai Lung shared a glance at her.

"It's fine..." Bai Lung just raised his hand and waved.

"Young Master sure knows how to play with words... Also, it is certainly true that I care for you, because why wouldn't I?" she responded, her face still stoic.

"I am pleased to know that Saintess cares for me..." Bai Lung replied back, looking at her very soul through her eyes.

Saintess still hasn't told about her sword cultivation and sword spirit to Bai Lung as she is planning to keep it hidden unless deemed necessary.

And being mentally strong, Bai Lung doesn't care about it either, he knows she possesses sword spirit and he doesn't wanna force her to tell it.

why even bother with such things?

Only a foolish person would need confirmation from the mouth.

"if Young Master is pleased then I am also pleased..." She uttered, gracefully lifting the cup, her cherry lips slowly sipping the tea.

The scent of jasmine from both women's bodies surges through the room as silence befalls.

After a long time,

"You look really beautiful Saintess..." Bai Lung uttered.

Saintess: "..."

Xu Yin: "..."

On regular days, she would be paid attention when he talked like this, now, her expression didn't show any change.

She simply responded, "Young Master Bai, haven't you used this same dialogue to take advantage of me several times already? Truth be told, my beauty is nowhere comparable to yours, you are a man among men,"

"Saintess is wise, I am indeed the most handsome,"

Bai Lung shook his head, and then gently brought her hands to his.

He loved to see her insincere display when she was actually annoyed.

Saintess: "..."

Xu Yin: "..." ( shameless...)

Xu Yin has met many talented scholars but this man was the first person who praised his own beauty.

It's a pity she couldn't show her feelings openly yet, she didn't doubt about him being the most handsome.

It just didn't feel much humble.

...

Meanwhile, Bai Lung pinched her skin, with his nails digging deep.

"mm!" she reacted lightly as the pain wasn't much.

Sure enough, no matter who and where they were, bullying women was what men loved to do most.

Yeah! One would surely defend themselves saying that they don't commit such acts but they failed to realize that's why they get no maidens.

( zero bitches )

( And if you have no maidens what the fuck can you even do? - take it as a joke btw, if you have no woman, you are Sigma male?? )

"Ess!"

She winces slightly at the pinch as the burning sensation keeps getting bigger, but her expression remains mostly neutral.

"Young Master Bai, I must admit, your forwardness continues to surprise me. Though I suppose I should be used to it by now..." She sighs, though a hint of amusement plays on her lips.

She squeezed his hands back like a child of course, because every adult is just a grown child.

"You certainly know how to melt a lady. However I wonder, is there a reason behind all these compliments today? Or are you simply in a particularly playful mood?" She tilts her head, a curious gleam in her pale eyes as she studies his expression.