Ming Jingchen's birthday ended with laughter and joy.
Since then, the three of them have inexplicably developed a liking for using cream cakes to add to their daily carnal pleasures. Every day, they would ask Murong Shiyin to order a cake for them, and they never tire of playing the "cream dog" game.
Murong Shiyin was quite happy to order her servants to consume a large amount of materials and make exquisite cakes, for no other reason than that these were all profitable projects.
Sisters should be clear about their accounts. In addition to the free use of the master's body and the Paradise as a member privilege of the "Master's Equal Alliance", daily maintenance of the body and durability repair lotion, various props and ingredients for enjoyment, and the switching of the Paradise scene all require additional fees.
The game is free to enter, and in-app purchases are included in the gameplay. The operation methods of the current game companies have been used to perfection by the talented Murong Shiyin. With this operation, Murong Shiyin not only has three loyal thugs, but also three local tyrants who constantly recharge and give her money. She has achieved success in both her love life and career, and can be said to be very proud.
However, the fact that the three great masters had not yet appeared cast a shadow over Murong Shiyin's sense of achievement, and her growing uneasiness gradually intensified.
At noon in the scorching July, there was a clanging sound coming from the valley entrance. The first wave of secret agents sent to the Muyun Empire had returned.
Murong Shiyin took the scroll handed over by the machine man and slowly spread it out. After carefully perceiving the contents of the report, her expression suddenly changed.
The Muyun Empire is the third of the Seven Beauty Lords, and is the territory of "Muyun Empress" Qin Shanying, who is also the third disciple of Ming Jingchen.
Murong Shiyin thought that Qin Shanying would either prepare to attack Shenji Valley and force her to hand over her master, or she would know nothing and continue to be a good queen who worked hard and loved the people.
But what no one expected was that the scroll showed that the Muyun Empire was in chaos because the court finally revealed the truth not long ago. The news of the queen's mysterious disappearance was leaked, causing panic and excitement throughout the Muyun Empire.
The surrounding vassal states, which were originally suppressed by Qin Shanying, became ambitious and started wars around the Muyun Empire, trying to divide up the vast territory of the Muyun Empire.
Murong Shiyin knew this Third Senior Sister very well. With her kind and loving personality, she would definitely not set up a trap to harm her own people. If she was just traveling, she would definitely return home before getting into big trouble, and would definitely not cause the country to fall as described in the scroll.
"So, Third Sister was either killed or trapped, so she couldn't return home." Murong Shiyin tapped her forehead with her tender white index finger, her expression becoming very solemn, "But who has such a great ability? Even the eldest sister can't do it!"
Just as I was thinking hard about the reason, there was another noise at the valley gate. It turned out that the second wave of the secret service that went to investigate the Church of Light had returned.
Murong Shiyin was startled. "Isn't the Church of Light very far away? How come you came back so quickly?"
After receiving the report scroll and reading it, Murong Shiyin's forehead was immediately covered in cold sweat.
The scroll clearly stated, "The whereabouts of the leader of the Church of Light, Dongfang Eyue, is unknown. A year ago, the Church of Light fell apart and completely disbanded. The headquarters has been destroyed by the martial arts sects."
This group of secret agents did not go to the ruined Church of Light at all, but instead asked around in the martial arts world and verified with the former members of the Church of Light. They obtained enough intelligence and immediately returned to report.
"The third sister also disappeared, and the second sister also disappeared, what on earth is going on!"
Murong Shiyin subconsciously hugged her chest with both hands, her body trembling, revealing a fearful expression, just like when she was imprisoned in the dungeon of Western Shu and tortured by the corrupt emperor and treacherous ministers, she was so scared and helpless.
But at that time, I finally had the powerful Ming Jingchen who was not afraid of power and risked his life to rescue me. Now Ming Jingchen's power has been wasted, and he has been trained by me to be a lustful slave, and can no longer protect me from the wind and rain. Murong Shiyin must try to face this unknown powerful enemy by herself.
After taking a few forced breaths to calm herself down, Murong Shiyin thought of a plan to deal with the situation.
"If the eldest sister has also disappeared, it means that the situation is very serious and we must be on high alert. If the eldest sister is still in Penglai Island, it means that she must have used some strange method to harm the second and third sisters. With the strength of the four of us joining forces to fight her, it is hard to say who will win or lose!"
Murong Shiyin did not tell the three people in the Paradise Heaven about the disappearance of the second and third sisters, and chose to observe and think about countermeasures alone.
As the days passed, the secret service that went to investigate the elder sister's territory was still not returning, and Murong Shiyin's panic and anxiety grew day by day.
"We just went to Penglai Island. Why is there no news until now?" Murong Shiyin tapped the wheelchair armrests with her fingernails like playing a piano. "Were they discovered and destroyed? If they were destroyed, why can't I get any information?"
Unease and suspicion made Murong Shiyin unable to sleep or eat. She wanted to go out of the valley to find out what was going on, but the Western Shu Dynasty had left a huge psychological shadow on her when she was young. Her inferiority and fear made her choose to stay in the safe zone and not take the initiative to attack unless it was absolutely necessary.
"At this point, we can only increase our strength." Murong Shiyin looked at the puppet Ming Jingchen who was sleeping soundly on the pillow and was being repaired, and said with some guilt, "Master, I don't mean to use you, but I really have no other choice. I urgently need to increase my strength so that I can protect everything that makes us happy and blessed."
Calling up the screen projection interface of Paradise, only Wu Ji was having sex with Ming Jingchen. Murong Shiyin's heart skipped a beat and she asked hurriedly, "Where are the fifth, sixth, and seventh brothers?"
Wu Ji was enjoying the pleasure of being fucked by Ming Jingchen's penis in meat puppet mode, when she suddenly heard a voice that frightened her so much that she shuddered and withdrew from the state of intercourse. She pulled the white silk collar to make Ming Jingchen get off her and kneel beside her. She smiled politely at the sky, "Senior sister, one of them went back to deal with military affairs, and the other went back to take a bath. They will probably be back soon."
After summoning the contract and sensing the connection between the two, Murong Shiyin felt relieved and told Wu Ji Qingleng, "Master, lend me your body for a while. I will come and check and maintain it myself."
"At this time?" Wu Ji tilted her head, feeling a little puzzled, "Isn't it always late at night in the past?"
Murong Shiyin said coldly, "The parameters are a little abnormal, check it out to be more assured, you don't want Master's body to have an irreparable problem, do you?"
Wu Ji was a little flustered when she heard this, and quickly held the white silk in her hand respectfully, "Sister, if you want to check it, just take it."
Murong Shiyin responded, and used her spiritual energy to slowly lift up Ming Jingchen's body in the barrier, and it disappeared into the distance, appearing in her bedroom.
After a brief cleaning and inspection, Murong Shiyin ordered Ming Jingchen to lie on a shelf, with his hands, feet and neck restrained on the shelf, leaving only the still hard penis hanging in front of her.
He ordered his servants to bring a cup of fragrant milk tea and placed it on the coffee table. Murong Shiyin took the pillow doll and blew on it. Ming Jingchen, who was sleeping, only felt his consciousness flicker. When he woke up again, he was back in his body, lying on the shelf.
Ming Jingchen asked softly with a drunken voice, "Master Shiyin, what are you going to do?"
Murong Shiyin lifted up her fluffy Lolita-style skirt, undressed from under her body, making a rustling sound, and pulled out the girl's lace panties stained with her own honey and vaginal fluid, and opened Ming Jingchen's mouth and ordered, "Dog slave master, these are your favorite women's panties, hold them in your mouth and don't spit them out."
Ming Jingchen shuddered, and with an intoxicated look on his face, he bit Murong Shiyin's lace panties, sniffing the girl's milk fragrance emanating from her panties, and his originally slightly hard lower body became extremely hard.
Seeing Ming Jingchen getting excited by smelling her underwear, Murong Shiyin took the cup of milk tea from the coffee table and pointed it at the tip of Ming Jingchen's penis. With her smooth and slightly cool white hands, she grabbed Ming Jingchen's penis and stroked it vigorously. She said in a charming and charming voice, "Master, I want to drink a cup of fragrant milk tea. Please add some sweet milk to taste it~"
Ming Jingchen held the underwear in his mouth and nodded, his eyes rolled up with pleasure, and his waist drove his penis to thrust back and forth in Murong Shiyin's tender hands. His lust was rising and he felt the pleasure getting stronger and stronger. With a few popping sounds, Yuanyang's semen gushed out and sprayed all into the milk tea in Murong Shiyin's cup.
Murong Shiyin took the milk tea and stirred it with a spoon, raised her little finger and drank it elegantly, concentrating on feeling the strength of the Yuan Yang fluid entering her body, and laughed so hard that her body shook.
"Master, just by holding my underwear in your mouth and letting me jerk you off with my hands, you can convert 70% of your yang energy into cultivation. Are you so obsessed with my clumsy technique?"
His heart was already filled with admiration and attachment to Murong Shiyin. Even if Murong Shiyin wanted to dig out her heart and liver to make wine, Ming Jingchen, who had completely fallen into slavery, was willing to offer everything to serve his crazy goddess.
Now the goddess only let him hold her panties in his mouth, and then use his hand to stroke his penis and force it to ejaculate into the milk tea, which made Ming Jingchen very excited and gave birth to an obsession with Murong Shiyin.
After drinking the milk tea mixed with rich Yuan Yang liquid in the cup, Murong Shiyin took the teapot and poured another cup, and pointed it at the tip of Ming Jingchen's penis again, and said with a smile, "Master, please continue. With the milk produced by Master, this milk tea has become very sweet. I like it very much~"
Over and over again, Murong Shiyin continuously extracted the Yuan Yang liquid from Ming Jingchen, drank it into her body along with the tea, and then transformed the Yuan Yang liquid into cultivation to improve her own strength.
Murong Shiyin was squeezing him hard when Ming Jingchen suddenly spoke coldly.
"Murong Shiyin, you make me sick."
"Eh?" Murong Shiyin was startled, the cup of milk tea in her hand fell, the milk tea splashed all over the floor, and she looked incredulous and horrified, "Master, what do you mean?"
With a few "clang" sounds of metal breaking, Ming Jingchen easily broke free from the hoop, got off the rack, rubbed his sore arm, stared at Murong Shiyin with icy eyes, and spoke slowly in a low voice, "I have had enough of you, a bunch of traitors! From today on, I will cut off all ties with you, and you are no longer my disciples."
Murong Shiyin's face turned pale, she covered her mouth and asked in a trembling voice, "Master! What happened to you? Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"You took the wrong medicine? Ha! You are so shameless! If anyone in the world were to be humiliated and abused like this, who wouldn't feel resentful and angry?" Ming Jingchen suddenly became more powerful and gave off a sense of majesty.
"I risked my life to save you and protect you, taught you martial arts and showed you my love. I spent a thousand years mending the sky just to save the Beauty World and let you live happily. But what about you? How did you treat me? You humiliated and abused me when you saw that I had lost all my skills. You are so ambitious and worse than beasts. You really thought I was easy to bully!"
Ming Jingchen raised his head and sighed sadly, "If it was my enemy who was taking advantage of my misfortune, it would be fine if they treated me like this, but I was treated like this by my most beloved disciple in the past. My past love and care have raised a group of ungrateful people. It's really the farmer and the snake, the farmer and the snake!"
Seeing Ming An suddenly regain his normal consciousness, Murong Shiyin was completely panicked. Her eyes were red and she waved her hands desperately, "No, no, no! It's not like that! I just want to make Master happy, to make all of us happy, and to make Master not leave us again. I would never dare to disrespect Master!"
"You still have the nerve!" Ming Jingchen raised his hand and slapped Murong Shiyin, pointing at her and cursing fiercely, "Especially you! A disgusting cripple with a broken leg! I saved you with good intentions and loved you, but what was your attitude towards me when you were in the sect! To be honest, I have tolerated you for many years, and I have long wanted to expel you, a disgusting cripple, from the sect! I really regret that I was soft-hearted and didn't throw you back to Xishu, otherwise I wouldn't be in this situation today!"
Murong Shiyin turned her head to cover Ming Jingchen's swollen face after a fierce slap. Tears flowed from her eyes and she cried very sadly.
"Master, please don't say that to me... I beg you... I would rather be killed by you... than listen to you say these words..."
"Kill you? Haha, being splashed with your blood will only make me sick!" Ming Jingchen burst out with a fierce momentum, and with two "clangs" he broke free from the ribbon restraints on his body, casually summoned clothes and threw them on, and walked out of the house.
Seeing that he was about to leave her, Murong Shiyin was so frightened that she forgot to push the wheelchair. She jumped over and lay on the ground, hugging Ming Jingchen's legs tightly, crying loudly, crying very sadly.
"I know that I am a lowly cripple and I am not worthy of the noble master. That is why I pretended to be aloof to the master in the past. I did not want the master to see my lowly love. But my sincerity to the master is not false at all!"
"Please, Master, please don't leave me. Please don't expel me from the sect. As long as you are willing to accept me and let me stay by your side, I will be your slave and servant, and I am willing to serve you loyally!"
"Haha!" Ming Jingchen laughed wildly, grabbed Murong Shiyin's silver hair and pulled it up fiercely, saying with contempt and disdain, "How can you, a cripple without two legs, be a slave? To be honest, in my heart, you will always be a cowardly, self-righteous and useless waste!"
He threw her to the ground roughly, then kicked Murong Shiyin, who was lying on the ground, over, and Ming Jingchen turned and left.
Seeing Ming Jingchen being so heartless, Murong Shiyin cried out like a ghost, "Master! You forced me to use force!"
Raising her hand and quickly forming a seal, Murong Shiyin burst out with powerful spiritual energy and pointed it at Ming Jingchen, shouting, "Quickly return to the puppet's body!"
Ming Jingchen had no reaction, and looked at Murong Shiyin coldly with a teasing expression.
Murong Shiyin saw that the spell was ineffective and she had completely lost control of Ming Jingchen's soul. She panicked immediately and desperately urged her spiritual energy to point her sword repeatedly, choking with sobs as she cried anxiously, "Quickly return to the puppet's body! Quickly return to the puppet's body... Come back to me... Come back to me!! Wuwuwu, Master, please don't leave again... Don't leave me again... I know I was wrong... I won't dare to do it again..."
Ming Jingchen glanced at her coldly and continued walking towards the passage outside the stone chamber.
"Master!!!" Murong Shiyin's eyes were completely red with tears in her eyes, and her expression was extremely scary. Her hair was disheveled and she tilted her head and muttered, "You forced me... You forced me! The Higanbana barrier is activated!!!"
After chanting the spell, there was no response from anyone around, and Murong Shiyin became so anxious that she started shouting wildly.
"Higanbana barrier! Higanbana barrier! What the hell is going on! Come out now!"
With cold sweat on her forehead, Murong Shiyin looked up to the sky and cried in pain. She never expected that her most powerful inherent barrier would be completely ineffective in front of Ming Jingchen.
"Everything you know is what I taught you. Now that I have recovered my strength, how could I not be able to deal with these junks of yours?" Ming Jingchen smiled coldly and raised his hand to point at Murong Shiyin, "Spiritual Tentacles!"
With a few "swish" sounds, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly condensed and turned into several thick spiritual fibers that tightly bound Murong Shiyin's body and tied her to the bed.
This spirit was not very serious, emitting a faint blue light and swaying in the air, like a living octopus tentacle, tearing Murong Shiyin's fluffy Lolita dress, revealing her snow-white, miserable body covered with scars and burns.
After being stripped naked and tied up by the spiritual energy tentacles, Murong Shiyin no longer felt so painful and flustered. Her face turned red and she begged softly, "Master, if you like this kind of play, I am willing to play with you. As long as you don't leave me, no matter how you torture me, I will be happy. Okay~"
"Really?" Ming Jingchen smiled cruelly, and the spirit fiber moved accordingly, fiercely inserting into Murong Shiyin's delicate honey hole and anus. Murong Shiyin screamed in excitement, and the other spirit fibers were fiercely poured into her mouth, nose and ear canals, filling up all the holes.
Despite being treated so cruelly and humiliated, Murong Shiyin did not feel any hatred. Instead, she looked at Ming Jingchen with affection, thinking to herself.
"Since Master is using his spiritual tentacles to torture and humiliate me, it means he still cares about me. As long as I use my lowly and crippled body to please Master, Master will be merciful and will not expel me from the sect. He will always keep me by his side as a toy that he can destroy at will."
But after Ming Jingchen blocked Murong Shiyin's mouth and nose with his tentacles, he smiled strangely and snapped his fingers. Murong Shiyin only felt a sudden surge of electricity in her body, and her whole body was so sensitive that she could even sense the air flow fluctuations caused by Ming Jingchen's breathing.
Such a sensitive body, filled with tentacles made of spiritual fibers, filling the honey hole, anus, mouth, nose and ear canals, is a bit uncomfortable.
Murong Shiyin's eyes were turned up and the whites of her eyes were exposed due to the stimulation. The overstimulation made her body tremble continuously, and her body fluids flowed out from the corners of her mouth and her vagina in waves, making the bed sheets a mess.
"Don't you like to double the pleasure?" Ming Jingchen smiled sinisterly, "One hundred times more sensitive, being tortured and toyed by the spiritual fiber tentacles, climaxing ten thousand times, and every time you have to silently say in your heart, 'I am the master's good disciple, in this life and this life I will listen to the master obediently, be filial to the master and respect the master', after ten thousand times, you will change your mind, and the tentacles will be released by themselves."
Ming Jingchen laughed wildly and strode out of the stone house.
When they walked outside the stone path, Ming Jingchen raised his lips slightly, revealing a strange and sick smile. He drew a line in the air, creating a red space crack in the void. He then jumped lightly into the crack, and disappeared completely as the crack disappeared.
Far away in Yupan Peak, in the far north, Xiyan, Luyu, and Wuji from Tianxiang Sea were adjusting their qi at this moment, when they suddenly turned pale with shock and looked towards the direction of Shenji Valley at the same time.
"The power of time and space appears in the southwest! The Emperor of Heaven descends upon the Beauty Realm!"
At dawn, the morning light shone through the window panes, and the rustling of birds drifted into the neat little cabin.
Sleeping on a clean and comfortable soft cotton couch, Ming Jingchen turned over in a deep sleep, moaning softly, and instinctively pulled another soft pillow beside the bed to his side, and propped up the pillow with his right leg.
In a drowsy state, Ming Jingchen secretly exclaimed, "It's so comfortable, such a cozy feeling, it's like I'm back home again."
In a trance, scattered memories were awakened, Ming Jingchen felt something was wrong, and suddenly opened his eyes.
All of a sudden, memories flooded back like a tide. Ming Jingchen looked at the pillows and mattresses, the desk and tea sets, the neat little wooden house, all the familiar and warm furnishings, and thought in amazement.
"Didn't I become Shion-sama's puppet and lose control of my body? How come I can control my body again and return to my old home on Penglai Island? Am I dreaming?"
Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ming Jingchen struggled to sit up straight, stroked the cotton sheets that he had slept on for decades but were still warm and clean, took the cotton pillow beside the bed and put it in his arms to play with it for a while before putting it back to where it was. He walked to the sandalwood table, picked up the teapot with a cracked lid handle, poured a cup of water and drank it all in one gulp, stroking the scratched lid and staring blankly.
"Have I really returned to my home on Penglai Island? After a thousand years, Penglai Island still looks the same as when I left? Is this a dream or reality?"
After being in a daze for a while, Ming Jingchen decided to go out and take a look.
He walked to the door, took out the bolt that was originally used to prevent his disciples from attacking at night, and the moment he opened the wooden door with a creak, a pleasant aroma of plants and trees that he had not smelled for a thousand years, accompanied by the breeze of the midsummer morning, blew over his face, refreshing Ming Jingchen.
Ming Jingchen had smelled this refreshing herbal fragrance for more than 60 years and was too familiar with it. It contained crape myrtle, hibiscus, gardenia, oleander, a little earthy dampness from the forest, and a faint smell of the sea tide in the distance. It was mixed in a certain exquisite proportion and was the unique morning smell of Penglai Island.
Smelling this smell and looking at the seven mechanical wooden houses standing in an orderly manner outside the flower-filled courtyard, Ming Jingchen was very sure that he had really returned to Penglai Island. He was far away in the foreign world, the Beauty World, and the only place where he could temporarily rest his soul was a warm home.
After leaving the bedroom where he used to live, Ming Jingchen walked around to the first wooden house on the left with a nostalgic look. It was Xi Yan's bedroom.
The room no longer had the scent of herbs that used to waft through it, but the bottles and jars were still there, just covered with a layer of light dust, and the bed was covered with a sheet to separate the dust.
Walking down, the second room is Lu Yu's room. Her room used to be very rough and messy, with clothes and daily necessities scattered around. Now they are all put in their places and packed into boxes, tidying up neatly. However, judging by the dust on the desk and bedside, it has been uninhabited for a long time.
The third room was Wu Ji's room. She was a girl who loved beauty. The room was originally a desk that Ming Jingchen had provided for everyone to read and write on. She had all kinds of rouge and powder on it. Hers was the largest and brightest bronze mirror on the desk. There was also a dedicated full-length floor-length mirror next to the table for her to look at her body and admire her beauty. However, these mirrors were covered with a thin layer of dust, and it looked like they hadn't been cleaned for almost three or four years.
The fourth room was naturally Murong Shiyin's room. The most obvious feature of her room was the very thick curtains that covered the windows tightly, blocking out all light. However, the curtains had been opened to let in air. One could see that the walls of the room were covered with small wooden racks, on which were placed her handy tools for making mechanical woodworking and various small dolls, but they were also covered with a layer of dust.
When he arrived at the fifth and sixth doors, Ming An was slightly startled and sensed something was wrong.
The fifth room was originally the room of the third disciple Qin Shanying. She was a capable and intellectual girl who acted quite decently and generously, and had a bit of a serious nature. Ming Jingchen used to joke with her, saying that she was like a female elite in the workplace. She would always put down the book in her hand and seriously discuss with Ming Jingchen the rules of social civilization in the world.
Her room was just like her personality, without too many decorations. It was simple and clear with a bed, a table and a chair. However, the bed decorations were made of exquisite materials and had a simple and luxurious style. There was also a particularly large bookshelf, which used to be filled with her daily notes and historical materials collected from various countries. Now it was empty, probably because she had taken them all away.
The sixth room is the room of the second disciple Dongfang Eyue. She is a descendant of a witch with a long heritage, and there is a sense of mysticism in her room.
There were some Yin-Yang Bagua and hexagram alchemy patterns painted on the wall, and some folding fans, willow branches, whisks, paper umbrellas, etc. for blessing and rituals were placed on the cabinet. There was a striking clothes rack next to the bed, and a dress was hung on it. The upper part was a white robe with wide sleeves and red edges, and the lower part was a loose high-cut red long skirt, which was quite similar to the shrine maiden costume of the Wind God Taoism. It was exactly the clothes she loved to wear when she was studying blessing and rituals in the past.
There was nothing strange about the furnishings in these two rooms. They were almost the same as before. Ming Jingchen and his disciples had lived there for a long time and were very familiar with them.
The strange thing is that these two rooms are very neat and clean, unlike the previous four rooms which are covered with dust that has not been cleaned for several years. These two rooms are spotless as if someone has lived in them not long ago and has been maintained, but there is no sign of them in the room.
Just as he was wondering, the door of the first and largest wooden house on the right, which was slightly separated from the sixth house, creaked open, and a man walked out and met Ming Jingchen's eyes. They were both startled and stood there staring at each other. It seemed as if time and space had stopped at this moment.
The woman looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, at the peak of her youth and beauty. She was wearing a long white dress with fluttering sleeves, as light and graceful as white clouds.
The breeze blows, and the skirt dances lightly, like catkins in the wind, soft and beautiful.
Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint halo, as if emitting a divine glow.
Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall, black and shiny, contrasting beautifully with her white dress.
Her eyebrows are as dark as distant mountains, her eyes are as clear as autumn water, her lips are like newly blossomed cherry blossoms, and her face is as delicate as a sculpture.
Every step she takes is filled with the aura of a fairy, and every move she makes carries a sense of transcendence, just like a fairy descending to earth.
Seeing her appearance and temperament, the famous lines from the poem "The Goddess of Luo River" "The light clouds cover the moon, the wind blows the snow" echoed in Ming Jingchen's heart along with his heartbeat.
"Is it... attachment?"
Ming Jingchen's tone was a little uncertain, because the woman's appearance was somewhat similar to the impression of the eldest disciple Lin Yilian, but also quite different.
This woman was even more beautiful than the Lin Yilian that Ming Jingchen had remembered in the past. Her temperament was even more extraordinary. Her jade-like skin and snow-white bones seemed to have been cleansed of the impurities of the mortal body, and she didn't look like a human being.
The white-robed fairy originally had a calm and detached face, but now a subtle change occurred.
The corners of her mouth trembled and curved like a crescent moon, her eyes, which saw through the vicissitudes of life, showed deep affection and tenderness, and a trace of crystal tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.
She seemed to have turned into an ordinary little girl in an instant, with her arms open, trotting over to Ming Jingchen, hugging him tightly, her delicate hands rubbing Ming Jingchen's back, gently and melodiously like the sound of a flowing spring, she spoke with a trembling voice and sobs.
"Brother Jing, welcome home."
Hearing the three words "Brother Jing", Ming Jingchen's heart trembled, and he was very sure that she was the girl whose life was about to come to the end in the ward, and his first disciple, Lin Yilian.
All disciples call Ming Jingchen "Master", including the eldest disciple Lin Yilian. But when it's just Lin Yilian and Ming Jingchen, Lin Yilian will affectionately call Ming Jingchen "Brother Jing", which is also how Lin Yilian called Ming Jingchen in the present world.
The reason for this is that Lin Yilian, like Ming Jingchen, is a traveler from a parallel world, and they knew each other in their original world.
Ming Jingchen was still in high school in Shanghai at the time. Her parents were on business trips overseas for a long time, leaving Ming Jingchen alone in Shanghai to take care of herself, and they were responsible for paying for her living expenses.
At that time, Ming Jingchen felt a little lonely. The school happened to organize volunteer activities to send warmth. Participating in these activities can also increase the quality points of the second course. When choosing a major for university admission, the quality points of the second course can give priority to admission to better majors, so Ming Jingchen would do volunteer activities in his spare time.
His most common project is to go to nursing homes and orphanages, clean for them, chat with them and tell them stories.
Ming Jingchen is handsome, gentle and considerate, and is very popular with both the elderly and children.
Whenever he went to a place to participate in volunteer activities, the lonely elderly and children in the orphanage were very happy and very friendly to him, so he was very popular with the staff of the Volunteer Association, and every time he came to participate in volunteer activities, he was given a lot of extra points.
One day, the chairman of the Shanghai Volunteer Association came to Ming Jingchen to ask him for a favor. He said there was a poor little girl with leukemia who was bedridden and had only one year left to live. Her last wish was to have a gentle and considerate brother to accompany her.
The girl's parents approached the volunteer association and tearfully begged the association to send a dignified, gentle boy of 16 or 17 years old to play the role of the little girl's brother and accompany her for the last year.
After much consideration, the chairman of the board felt that Ming Jingchen's image and personality were very suitable for the project requirements, so he asked Ming Jingchen if he was willing to serve and accompany the dying little girl as a volunteer for a year to fulfill her last wish.
In return, the time spent accompanying Ming Jingchen can be counted as double volunteer time.
Ming Jingchen agreed immediately after hearing this. He had good grades and high school courses were not difficult for him, so he had plenty of extracurricular time to volunteer. This project only devoted all his volunteer time to the poor seriously ill little girl, and it had no impact on Ming Jingchen.
Moreover, out of compassion and kindness, he also wanted to give this dying seriously ill little girl a final bit of humanistic care.
This girl is 13-year-old Lin Yilian, who is in the second grade of junior high school.
From then on, Ming Jingchen went straight to the intensive care unit of the city center hospital after school every day. He chatted with Lin Yilian while doing his homework, played games with her and watched TV with her, told her stories and listened to songs with her, etc. He conscientiously fulfilled his duties as a brother, until a truck hit Ming Jingchen, and he left his original world earlier than Lin Yilian, and traveled to the world of beauties in a daze.
After struggling to survive for many years in the dangerous world of beauties, Ming Jingchen, who was still in the foundation-building stage, accidentally broke into a slave auction. Seeing these slaves were pitiful, he was kind enough to open the cage and let the slaves go. Unexpectedly, one of the young slave girls burst into Ming Jingchen's arms with tears in her eyes and sobbed, "Brother Jing, you finally came to save me..."
Ming Jingchen was shocked when he heard this name. He moved the slave girl away and looked at her face in the light. He was shocked to find that this girl looked exactly like Lin Yilian in his memory, but she was no longer suffering from leukemia and her spirit was much better. After asking, he learned that Lin Yilian eventually suffered from leukemia and died after failed rescue. Then she also traveled to this world of beauty and became a slave girl.
After hearing her story, Ming Jingchen was surprised and sad. He hugged her tightly and swore an oath.
"Even though I am weak, I will protect you! From now on you are my disciple, I will keep you by my side and take good care of you!"
From then on, Ming Jingchen took Lin Yilian with him, and the two of them worked together to start the difficult journey in the world of beauties.
At that time, Ming Jingchen was still a man with little ability. In this world of beauty, which was full of dangers and powerful female monks, it should have been very dangerous to bring a slave girl with him.
But somehow, ever since he adopted Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen has been able to turn danger into safety, always escaping death in critical moments, encountering adventures one after another as if he had been given a cheat, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, making a name for himself in this world of immortal cultivation where women are respected.
After he gained the ability, Ming Jingchen, out of benevolence, saved the witch Dongfang Eyue, the princess of the fallen country Qin Shanying, the daughter of a noble family Murong Shiyin, the orphan of the spirit snake Feng Wuji, the herbalist Dugu Luyu and the war orphan Ming Xiyan, and established the "Ming Jingmen" on the overseas fairy island Penglai. Later, he became the emperor of the world and went to the eternal sky to repair the sky.
Now, after many years of separation, he reunited with Lin Yilian, the eldest disciple with whom he had the deepest bond and affection among the seven disciples. Ming Jingchen could not help but sigh and hold the sobbing Lin Yilian in his arms to comfort her gently.
Seeing Lin Yilian's mood fluctuating and her breathing becoming a little disordered, Ming Jingchen was worried that such intense emotions would damage her cultivation. Recalling the past when he accompanied Lin Yilian in the hospital bed, she cried bitterly because of the pain, and he would gently hold her hand and sing a French song to comfort her.
Clearing his throat, Ming Jingchen sang slowly, "Attachment, sit beside me, thick longing, spread with the moonlight. Attachment, follow you, see your smiling face, kiss your lips. If love is a swing, you are my origin..."
The clear and gentle voice of the boy echoed in the morning light and drifted away with the midsummer morning breeze, just like the morning breeze in the ward of the real world, blowing the fragrance of the densely planted locust trees in the city center hospital, drifting into the dull ward, blending into the boy's gentle singing, turning into a pair of gentle and caressing wind hands, brushing across the girl's fair and smooth cheeks, healing the painful scars deep in her soul, and wiping away the crystal tears like pearls in the corners of her eyes.
The long-lost gentle song made Lin Yilian's crying gradually subside. She leaned quietly on Mingjingche's shoulder, looking relieved and relaxed, rubbing against him like a puppy.
"Brother Jing's singing of "Yi Lian" is still so beautiful."
After the song was over, Ming Jingchen saw that her mood had returned to normal, so he slowly released her embrace and asked with concern, "Yilian, have you been doing well these years?"
"fine."
"Then..." Ming Jingchen hesitated for a moment, then asked carefully, "Have you found a way to get home?"
Lin Yilian shook her head slowly.
"As expected..." Ming Jingchen sighed helplessly and let it go. "By the way, why am I here with you? Where are your junior sisters?"
Lin Yilian raised the corner of her mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile, "Why? Master, are you thinking about the pleasure of those slutty junior sisters?"
Ming Jingchen's dirty thoughts were exposed by his former good sister Lin Yilian. His face turned red and he waved his hands desperately, "No, no! I'm just worried about them. You didn't do anything excessive to them, did you?"
Lin Yilian sighed softly and said with lowered eyebrows, "They did such a cruel thing to you, and you still want to defend them?"
Ming Jingchen's cheeks were red as blood, he lowered his head and bit his lips and whispered shyly, "I volunteered."
Lin Yilian stared at Ming Jingchen silently without saying a word, causing Ming Jingchen to lower his head even lower, finding it even more difficult to face this disciple who knew him inside out.
"Master, they humiliated and abused you, treating you as a sex slave, and yet you are still obsessed with these witches?"
Ming Jingchen lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and used silence to express his affirmative response.
"As expected..." After staring for a long time, Lin Yilian sighed without saying anything, shook her head and said sadly, "It's fate... It's fate..."
Ming Jingchen didn't quite understand and asked curiously, "What does that mean?"
Lin Yilian shook her head and forced out a peach blossom smile, "Master, it's nothing, I just said it casually... They are all fine, I just punished these evil disciples who tempted Master to fall, I didn't hurt them."
In the past, when Ming Jingchen was not in the sect, the eldest disciple Lin Yilian would teach these junior sisters lessons and discipline their words and deeds. Every time he came back, he would check the content of the discipline. Those who should be punished would be punished, and those who should be beaten would be beaten. The punishment was neither too light nor too heavy, just enough to offset the sin, which was very much in line with Ming Jingchen's mind.
Since Lin Yilian said that Xiao Shi would punish them, Ming Jingchen felt relieved. He lowered his head and thought to himself, "It's good that they are fine. The only thing left is to deal with Yilian's morbid desire. As long as I serve her happily, I believe she will not make things difficult for other disciples."
Seven six five four because of twisted lust, the means are more brutal than the other, and among the seven disciples, the eldest disciple Lin Yilian is destined to be with me in two lives. As early as in the hospital bed of the previous life, she held my hand affectionately and made a wish, "If there is an afterlife, Xiao Lian hopes to be the good wife of Brother Jing, so that Brother Jing can feel free and happy."
After reincarnation, she was the first disciple he accepted when he was still young. The two of them had a bond of sharing weal and woe. However, because of the warm and compassionate nature of the central air-conditioning scumbag, he softened his heart and accepted one disciple after another with miserable life stories, causing the love that was originally poured on her to be constantly divided. Logically speaking, she should be hiding the deepest morbid desire of love and hate.
In terms of strength, Lin Yilian is extremely talented. She can understand everything she teaches at once and can also teach other disciples. She has a delicate understanding of "all things are known". She is the strongest among the seven. I am afraid that only the second and third brothers, or the fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh brothers, can fight her.
With her twisted and dark emotions and terrifyingly strong strength, Ming Jingchen had already predicted that she would definitely use more morbid and twisted means to deal with him than the previous four people.
Ming Jingchen, who had been trained and corrupted by his disciples, had become numb and decadent in his heart, and looked down on everything. He immediately knelt down in front of the fragrant pure white high-heeled shoes of Lin Yilian, the strongest person in the world of beauties, and said humbly, "Master Yilian, whatever you want to do to me, just do it. I will accept your arrangement with peace of mind."
Lin Yilian squatted down and gently caressed Ming Jingchen's head as he knelt on the ground.
After caressing her for a while, Lin Yilian's gentle voice uttered some extremely terrifying words.
"If I need a furnace to achieve great success in my cultivation, I need to refine my body and merge it with my soul, so that I can be transformed from a human into an object and no longer be subject to the cycle of reincarnation. Either you can make the furnace, or my six junior sisters can make it. What will you choose, Master?"
Ming Jingchen's expression, which was as numb as a puppet, suddenly changed. He frowned, clenched his teeth, and his cheeks flushed with anger.
Suppressing the intense emotions in his chest, Ming Jingchen asked in a low voice, "What on earth have you cultivated over the years! You need to refine others to be so brutal! You don't need these evil ways to advance to the Heavenly Emperor Realm!"
"The Heavenly Emperor Realm..." Lin Yilian smiled indifferently, "Of course it's not necessary. What I mean is that if there is a hidden realm above the Heavenly Emperor Realm, called the Divine Realm, once you become a Divine, you can jump out of the Three Realms and Six Paths, travel through time and space, and make decisions for eternity. From then on, you can control your own destiny and have no more constraints."
Lin Yilian lowered her eyebrows and sighed, and whispered, "But the great way of the world, equal exchange is the eternal law of cause and effect. If you want to gain something, you need to lose something."
Waving her hands, Lin Yilian smiled and said, "We have strayed off topic... Master, this is what I mean. Let me ask you what you would choose?"
Ming Jingchen knelt motionlessly for a long time, his eyes vaguely looking into the infinite distance.
With just one probing sentence and combined with the performance of the previous four disciples, Ming Jingchen was able to deduce Lin Yilian's pathological lust symptoms.
Fetish, a very serious fetish, hoping to turn myself into an object, become her magic weapon and be controlled by her forever.
He let out a light breath, as if he had untied some knot in his heart, and said softly, "If this is the price of clinging to the master and becoming a god, please use it to refine into a furnace for me..."
The hand that was stroking back and forth slowly stopped, and Lin Yilian withdrew her hand and said coldly, "If you are refined into a furnace, everything about you as a human will be erased, and you will fall into chaos from now on and have no chance of reincarnation. That would be more painful than death. Why would Master do this for those six whore women from the Red Beauty Realm?"
Ming Jingchen lowered his head and said calmly, "I am a useless master who has completely fallen into slavery. I am willing to offer everything for my mistress. It is my honor to be the furnace that is attached to my mistress and help her become a god."
"Hehe." Lin Yilian chuckled twice, but her voice did not contain any joy. "Let's put this matter aside for a year. If Master changes his mind, please tell me at any time."
Hearing this tone, Ming Jingchen was more convinced that what Lin Yilian had just said was true. He paused and continued, "But..."
"But what!" Lin Yilian seemed to have her dim hope rekindled, and said expectantly, "Master has finally made up his mind to stop caring about these lowly women in the world of beauty?"
"I have a small request."
After bowing heavily to Lin Yilian, Ming Jingchen suddenly spoke calmly, speaking from the bottom of his heart.
"Being born as a human being, you will suffer three disasters, six diseases, seven sufferings and eight difficulties, which will never end. Such cause and effect make every mortal extremely eager to become a god, jump out of the three realms and six paths, and completely control your own destiny from now on."
"Don't advise others to be kind without experiencing their suffering. Yilian, you suffered too much in your previous life and were reincarnated into the world of beauties. Because of my weak and fussy nature, I flirted with women everywhere and added more than a thousand years of anxiety to you. I am sorry for you."
"If it is true as you said, that you can become a god at the cost of me, Master is willing to give you everything. I only hope that you can rise from the bottom, witness the suffering of countless people in the world, and finally become a god, and treat everyone with compassion and kindness. I hope that all living beings will no longer be oppressed and exploited, and the world will be united without wars and conflicts, and everyone will live and work in peace and contentment, and lead a happy and fulfilling life."
"You are worthy of being my master..." Lin Yilian wiped the corners of her eyes with her slender jade fingers, "You make me anxious, but you also make me like you..."
Reaching out her hand, she helped Ming Jingchen up, bent over to pat the dirt off his clothes, and Lin Yilian stuck out her tongue and smiled slyly.
"Master, I am just teasing you! You are my brother Jing in my previous life, and my master in this life. You are the most important person to me in this world. I will never harm you no matter what."
"I know." Ming Jingchen cupped his hands, his brows showing an indelible sadness, and his expression seemed to be filled with worries.
Lin Yilian smiled and bowed to Ming An, "Master, please make yourself at your leisure. I will be out for a while and bring back some food and wine. We can have a good chat in the evening."