Holding the small lady's slender waist, Lu Jin'an's gaze seemed to wander, feeling a bit heated in his face.

Zhai Qiuye retracted his gaze, feeling speechless inside. What does this kid think Qingmiao Palace is?

Joyful Union Sect?

Especially since Nanzhi's Forget Love Path is related to this kid... Men are all perverts!

Even the Saint Heir of the reputable sect is no exception!

"Husband, shall we return to the room?" Zhu Nanzhi whispered.

"No, let's not." Lu Jin'an grabbed her hand and started walking towards the backyard of Tingquan Small House: "Join me for morning exercise."

"Huh?" Zhu Nanzhi instinctively tilted her head up: "This... isn't good."

There are so many people here, how embarrassing.

If they really do that, the Supreme Elders will definitely be displeased and reprimand them.

Besides, as the Holy Daughter, how could she let Qingmiao Palace become an unseemly place?

But if her husband insists, she would surely listen to him.

"What are you imagining?" Lu Jin'an flicked her forehead: "Proper morning exercise."

"Oh~" Zhu Nanzhi lowered her head in embarrassment: "I've been led astray by my husband~"

Hehe...

Lu Jin'an looked at her with an amused yet helpless expression. The Saintess Zhu, who had once thought of using her body to hide poison, now claimed she was led astray by her husband.

Isn't this just lying with open eyes?

"Let me see your Forget Love Sword Technique."

"Mm~"

After Lu Jin'an and Zhu Nanzhi's figures disappeared from sight, many disciples of Qingmiao Palace hurriedly gathered beside Senior Sister Zhou Lan, each with shy eyebrows yet discussing bold topics.

Zhou Lan looked at them speechlessly, Zhai Qiuye opened his mouth, wondering why the disciples of Qingmiao Palace were all so knowledgeable?

Clearly, they are all maidens, where did they learn this?

Simply... it's a disgrace to decorum, a degeneration of principles!

Zhai Qiuye's face darkened, about to chastise them, when Gu Chenxi quickly approached the old, stern woman: "Supreme Elder, the seven emotions and six desires are also included in the Forget Love Path, you need to be more understanding of them.

Moreover, a gentleman judges actions not intentions, discussing these topics does no harm. Please don't damage the harmony within the palace... This is the Palace Master's advice."

Zhai Qiuye glanced at Gu Chenxi, snorted, and closed her eyes directly.

Previously, when Xiao Yinruo hadn't entered Divine Concealment, her voice was quite influential in Qingmiao Palace, but now, Xiao Yinruo has regained much of her power, what can she say?

Gu Chenxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked helplessly at the two practicing in the backyard, thinking... Young people surely have fiery energy.

Hopefully they wouldn't really lead the palace disciples astray.

After all, Nanzhi's Forget Love Path isn't something easily learned; if others attempt it, it might just lead to a deviation and madness.

Thinking this, Gu Chenxi glanced again at the direction of Yunqi Palace, wondering what the Palace Master was doing now. Hearing from Nanzhi that last night she was instructing Lu Jin'an in swordsmanship, it truly was unusual.

Who instructs at night... But the Palace Master indeed values Lu Jin'an, instructing even so late.

Gu Chenxi shook her head, her gaze turned again toward the black True Dragon in the sky, a smile flickering in her eyes.

This True Dragon crossing tribulation here is indeed fortunate, the scattered Dragon Breath has nurtured many flowers, plants, and magical creatures within the palace.

It truly is a True Dragon, not to mention the saying 'A dragon falls, everything thrives,' a living True Dragon brings countless benefits to others.

More importantly, this True Dragon with deep Candle Dragon Bloodline is Lu Jin'an's disciple... This child truly is deeply blessed.

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When the sun is high, Xiao Yinruo opened her eyes within Yunqi Palace, the weariness in her gaze not yet entirely gone.

Propping up her sore back, Xiao Yinruo gazed blankly at the bed, the numbness lingering on her body.

Recalling the feeling accumulated through the Time Path now, it felt like she was about to die.

Time Path... truly shouldn't be used recklessly.

Xiao Yinruo lifted the quilt, as she landed, a light feeling swept through her body from her legs, as if treading on clouds, every inch of skin tingling indescribably.

Softly rubbing her reddened knees, Xiao Yinruo immediately harnessed the demon energy within her to restore her strength.

After all, the good disciple now regarded her as Xiao Yinruo, if she revealed any weakness due to lack of strength, all her groundwork would be wasted.

Feeling much better, Xiao Yinruo started bathing, changing clothes, glancing back at the bed with a playful smile.

If she didn't tidy up, what surprise could she give that sneaky cat Yinruo when returning?

As she thought, she hurriedly dismissed the idea.

Made herself look like a territorial mother...

Pfft, pfft, pfft!

'Xiao Yinruo' quickly suppressed the thoughts in her mind, tidied up the bed, and walked out of Yunqi Palace.

Looking up, the snow scene was no more, and what met her eyes was a series of tribulation lightning in the form of dragons, seemingly true dragons.

The hundreds of feet long dark giant dragon curled its body, enduring the baptism of the heavenly tribulation, and as the thunder struck down, fragments of skin seemed to keep falling off.

This is the Dragon Clan's second tribulation, the 'Death Tribulation', similar to the Human Clan Body Cultivation's Physical Body Tribulation, where it molts to regenerate.

What surprised 'Xiao Yinruo' was that this time Zhiyu was not crying to have Lu Jin'an comfort her as she did the first time; she truly seemed to have grown up.

"There's still a long time..."

'Xiao Yinruo' slightly frowned, she only wanted to return to Wandao Sect to finalize her plans, and Jin'an couldn't stay in Qingmiao Palace for such a long time either.

But she couldn't leave Zhiyu in Qingmiao Palace, after all, Qingmiao Palace wasn't as safe as Wandao Sect.

Thinking about it, she strolled to the rear yard of Tingquan Small House.

In the pavilion backed by mountain and water, the good disciple and Nanzhi were leisurely painting and composing poetry.

Writing poetry?

'Xiao Yinruo' blinked her eyes, did the good disciple have such talent?

She quickly walked over, casually picked up a script and looked at it, and immediately felt speechless in her heart.

What a sound of large strings like urgent rain, what a hibiscus tent helpless against you, what park...

"Where did you learn this from?" Xiao Yinruo helplessly glanced at Lu Jin'an.

"Flirting, flirting," Lu Jin'an coughed lightly, Zhu Nanzhi got up blushing and bowed: "Aunt Pei."

She wasn't surprised that Aunt Pei still used Master's appearance, since Aunt Pei appearing here proved she wasn't at Wandao Sect, and if someone with ulterior motives leaked this to the Demon Clan front lines, it wouldn't be good.

'Xiao Yinruo' nodded and glanced at Zhu Nanzhi's art, hmm... a spring palace painting of Jin'an and Nanzhi?

No wonder this little girl was so red-faced.

"You two really treat Qingmiao Palace like Joyful Union Sect?" 'Xiao Yinruo' spoke helplessly.

"Nothing better to do." Lu Jin'an laughed and set down the brush, 'Xiao Yinruo' immediately glared at him, "Do you want me to warm up a pot of wine for you?"

Lu Jin'an blinked his eyes, having to admit that Aunt Ruo really did resemble Master in her performance.

That look... too familiar!

If he hadn't confirmed it personally, he really would have mistaken Aunt Ruo for Master.

"Good idea~" Zhu Nanzhi thought Aunt Pei's suggestion was great and was about to instruct Han Wu not far away when 'Xiao Yinruo' stopped her, "No need, we'll set off for Wandao Sect today, Jin'an, take Zhiyu with you, no problem?"

Lu Jin'an nodded his head, since he had held Zhiyu for her breakthrough before, as long as there was no interference with her tribulation, moving wouldn't be an issue.

"Then..."

"I'll accompany Nanzhi to finish this last painting."

"Alright." Xiao Yinruo nodded, turned, and led the way out.

As Aunt Pei departed, Zhu Nanzhi directly sat in Lu Jin'an's lap, not saying much, just painting the last piece.

Lu Jin'an gently caressed her waist, "I'll come to Qingmiao Palace to get you during New Year, go home for a bit."

Zhu Nanzhi hummed a reply, "I won't see off husband in a little while."

Lu Jin'an kissed her cheek; the little lady was particularly sentimental.

"How is it?" Zhu Nanzhi set down the red pen with a shy brow and held up the painting scroll, which was none other than the spring palace painting from playing in the water at the Shengjing Palace.

Lu Jin'an chuckled, "The details are quite nice."

Zhu Nanzhi leaned against his chest, "When we decide where to settle in the future, I'll hang these paintings all in the bedroom."

After a pause, she suddenly teased, "I'll give husband a few pieces, husband won't be staring at them... hmm?"

"I certainly won't."

"Hehe, neither will I, they're all husband's~"

Saying that, Zhu Nanzhi kissed his lips, briefly touching, "Husband, take it slow on the road, remember to write to me when you get back."

"Alright."

Moments later, a flying boat shot into the sky dome, Lu Jin'an gently exhaling as he held the miniaturized Zhiyu in his arms.

Next stop, Master.

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