There’s Something Wrong With These Demonic Women!

Chapter 39: I Really Can't Control You

Chapter 39: I Really Can't Control You

Xuan Yin's face flushed, and her body trembled slightly. The explicit content she just saw left an indelible mark on her innocent soul. Initially, she had naively thought it was a genuine cultivation secret manual, but she never expected it to be… this kind of thing.

"Master!"

"You…" Xuan Yin tightly bit her lips, blushing and complaining, "What did you give me? This… this…"

Immortal Miao Feng rolled her eyes and explained earnestly, "Master is still thinking about your well-being. That little Daoist is naturally a passionate kind. Don't be fooled by his gentlemanly appearance; he can easily be swayed by desire. If you don't grasp some secret techniques, how will you hold onto his heart? Relying solely on your appearance? Relying solely on your figure?"

"I… I…" Xuan Yin stammered, pulling her head down and muttering, "Can't you help me together?"

"What did you say?"

"Help you together… together to hold him?" Immortal Miao Feng widened her eyes, embarrassed, angry, and indignant, "Nonsense! How inappropriate! How can I… How can I do that with you?"

Xuan Yin looked at her Master with a puzzled expression and asked in confusion, "Master, what's wrong with you? Didn't you leave a mark on him? Even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, can't you bring him back?"

Hearing Xuan Yin's words, Immortal Miao Feng's face was full of embarrassment. She subconsciously thought that Xuan Yin wanted that little rascal to also claim her, so they could control him together.

"It's nothing."

"From now on, don't speak so ambiguously." Immortal Miao Feng suppressed some inexplicable tingling in her heart and said softly, "While you can use this technique, it's limited to his current realm. If he reaches the Innate Realm, Master's secret technique will fail."

"The Innate Realm."

"He shouldn't reach that level so soon, right?" Xuan Yin furrowed her brows and said thoughtfully, "I admit that he has more talent in cultivation than me, but it should be impossible for him to break through to the Innate realm in a short time. It would take at least a hundred years."

Immortal Miao Feng shook her head gently and replied softly, "Master has a feeling that your future husband's realm and strength will be not far from Zhao Dynasty's Great Guardian, Su Jingyi."

"Su Jingyi?"

"He, he can reach Su Jingyi's level?" Xuan Yin raised her brows, looking surprised.

Immortal Miao Feng smiled gently and said, "Don't underestimate the Pure Yang Body. According to legends, the first person in the Dao Sect to reach the Divine Immortal Realm had the Pure Yang Body. Of course, it's all just a legend, and we don't know if it's true. Nevertheless, it indicates that the Pure Yang Body is no ordinary thing."

Xuan Yin felt a bit uncomfortable. For four hundred years, her Master had always praised her as a peerless talent. But now, there was someone even more abnormal, and the problem was that this person was extremely lustful and had a dubious character. How could he possess such outstanding talent?

Immortal Miao Feng noticed the displeasure on Xuan Yin's face and understood what she was thinking. She reached out and gently held her hand, saying softly, "It's alright. You are the pride of your Master's eyes, and my pride in this world. Besides, even if he is powerful, he is still your husband. In the future, whether he can enter your bed depends on your mood."

"…"

"Master!" Xuan Yin blushed, feeling both angry and frustrated. "Please stop talking about these things."

"And now you're shy."

"We're alone here, and our conversation won't go anywhere else." Immortal Miao Feng smiled slightly and patted her hand. "You must study the ancient secret technique I gave you with dedication. Don't treat it casually, and you can also contemplate it together with him."

Contemplate it together?

The two of them staying in the room and looking at the explicit content above?

No way!

Xuan Yin pouted, showing a resistant expression, but she didn't say much. She just wanted her Master to leave as soon as possible.

After a brief chat, Immortal Miao Feng returned to her room. Once Xuan Yin saw her Master off, her gaze returned to the embarrassing secret manual. Images of someone's strong and muscular body resurfaced in her mind, and her cheeks reddened again.

With the secret manual in her hands, the little demoness strolled to her inner chamber, casually throwing the manual onto the bed. She then pinched her belt with delicate fingers and slowly loosened it. As the belt fell, the collar of her waist-length gown was unbuttoned, sliding down her fragrant shoulders.

Xuan Yin removed the hairpin gifted by someone and gently lifted the covers. Her graceful figure slipped under the quilt. She picked up the discarded secret manual beside her pillow and silently flipped to the third page.

Inside the room, on the bed.

The little demoness was blushing, savoring the ancient secret technique. A mixture of shame and excitement swirled within her, and impulses clashed with reason, making her question her understanding of the world.

"Snap."

She firmly closed the secret manual in her hands, breathing heavily, her emotions somewhat chaotic.

Enough studying for now. I'll continue tomorrow night.

…

The sun rose again on the following day, welcoming another new day.

Lu Xun walked out of his small house and lazily stretched in the backyard, casually loosening his muscles. After a night of fine rain, the ground was still slightly damp, but the air felt refreshing.

Returning to his room, he took out the Meteor Star Sword and made his way to the courtyard, continuing to practice shaping the sword energy.

"Still not working."

Lu Xun furrowed his brow, looking at the sword in his hand, and muttered softly, "Could it be that I lack the ability to activate the relevant sword energy?"

Just as he was feeling lost, Immortal Miao Feng appeared in the hall without him noticing. She sat on a wooden chair, holding a cup of clear tea in her hand, and delicately sipped with her luscious red lips, gazing at Lu Xun intently.

"Huh?"

"Big demon- uh, Big Sister, when did you come?" Lu Xun noticed the big demoness sitting in the hall, and after putting away his sword, he quickly walked towards her, asking in a low voice, "Big sister, is there still hope for me to salvage my sword energy?"

Immortal Miao Feng put down her teacup and said nonchalantly, "You're truly insatiable, relying on your current sword energy is already comparable to ten years of others' cultivation, yet you're still not satisfied."

"Is that so?" Lu Xun smiled and said, "It's all thanks to big sister's excellent teachings."

"Hmph."

"Just a few sweet words, and you think you can sway me?" Immortal Miao Feng rolled her eyes at this lecherous guy and scolded, "I'm not someone you can easily control."

Hearing this, Lu Xun glanced at her and muttered under his breath, "You're right, I really can't control you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint blush appeared on Immortal Miao Feng's enchanting face. His words about not being able to control her seemed somewhat improper.