Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 433 419: Pei Yuhang, Why Are You Playing the Chaste Martyr in Front of Me?

"Stop with the 'pretty boy' talk... Your disciples are watching. This is so embarrassing~"

Ye Liyuan shyly pursed her lips and gave Pei Yuhang a soft, powerless tap with her fist.

Smiling, Pei Yuhang gently ruffled the hair of the three cherished family members in his arms. "I'm leaving," he said. "Wait for my return!"

With that, Pei Yuhang turned and walked away, never once looking back. He was afraid that if he saw the shimmer of tears in Liyuan's and Yueqiu's eyes, he wouldn't be able to bear leaving.

"So, Palace Master Pei is finally willing to let go of his precious little wife?"

Huang Wanshi had deliberately slowed her pace. As Pei Yuhang approached, her red lips curved upward, and with a flirtatious gleam in her eyes, she intentionally fell into step beside him.

Pei Yuhang edged away, not wanting to be too close to this old woman and her blatant intentions.

But Huang Wanshi, as if oblivious to Pei Yuhang's distance and disgust, took out a small, round fan and began fanning herself as she deliberately moved closer to him, looking to make conversation.

"Palace Master Pei, this is my first time traveling so far from home. I do hope you'll look after me on our journey."

Pei Yuhang caught the cloying scent of her rouge and perfume as her fan wafted it his way, and his brow furrowed slightly.

He turned his face away and said in a cold voice,

"I am merely the Sword Cultivator responsible for this escort mission. As long as the caravan is safe, I will be in my room in seclusion. If you have any questions, Elder Huang, please ask someone else."

Upon hearing this, Huang Wanshi used her fan to lightly tap the sword at Pei Yuhang's waist.

"So diligent, Palace Master Pei. It's rare to get a trip away from the sect; won't you be bored staying in seclusion the whole time? You should take in more of the sights along the way, the... romance of the journey~

Staring at the same unchanging snow-capped mountains of the Dao Sect, no matter how beautiful, must get tiring, no?"

'After all, wild flowers are always more fragrant than the ones at home~'

Huang Wanshi had initially wanted to say those explicit words, but she ultimately maintained a shred of decorum and rephrased it.

Even so, with his intelligence, how could Pei Yuhang not see through this old woman's attempts to seduce him?

He snorted coldly, his voice now laced with anger, no longer showing any regard for the new Dan Yun Pavilion Elder's dignity.

"Save those kinds of jokes for other men, Elder Huang. Now, if you'll excuse me!"

With that, he refused to give Huang Wanshi another glance. As she tried to lean against him, he shoved her away forcefully and without mercy, then flicked his sleeves and strode off.

Huang Wanshi staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground in a pathetic heap.

Her eyes held a dazed look; since ascending to the rank of Elder, this was the first time she had been treated so crudely!

She gazed at the white-robed figure receding into the distance, and the round fan in her hand suddenly snapped.

The gentle facade in Huang Wanshi's eyes shattered piece by piece, her red lips twisting into a cruel sneer. "So much for the sanctimonious Cold Sun Sword Immortal, Pei Yuhang!

You philandering pretty boy in white, who knows how many times you've conspired with that woman Lu Ruoxi, and now you have the nerve to act like a chaste and faithful husband in front of me?"

'Who do you think you're putting on an act for?!'

Having thought she could hook Pei Yuhang with a little flirting, Huang Wanshi was now seething with rage after being so thoroughly rebuffed.

Behind Huang Wanshi, a stooped man disguised as a laborer was surreptitiously watching her.

This was, of course, Pang Xiaoming, who had snuck aboard in disguise.

His eyes were downcast, his expression filled with sorrow.

Seeing his Dao Companion, the woman with whom he had spent most of his life, so brazenly trying to seduce another man—

and an Exiled Immortal Young Master who was countless times more handsome than he was, at that—made his heart bleed.

'It's all that man's fault!'

'Wanshi is innocent! It was that man who tempted her!'

'He's the one who lured Wanshi's heart away from me!'

Blinded by grief and anger, Pang Xiaoming, even at this moment, still chose to believe in his Dao Companion.

Throughout their long life together, he had been thoroughly tamed. Even after personally witnessing Huang Wanshi's desire to be unfaithful, he was still willing to trust his Dao Companion.

So in the end, in his cowardice, he could only transfer all his indignant fury onto Pei Yuhang.

...

...

The moment Pei Yuhang closed the carved wooden door to his guest room, the candlelight inside flickered violently.

From the shadows in a corner of the room came the rustle of silk, followed by a cold female voice that hissed like a striking viper:

"That old woman who has impure designs on you... Should I kill her?"

Pei Yuhang turned to look.

Moonlight filtered through the window lattice, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the floor. First, a snow-white tiptoe touched the ground, then a pair of long, slender legs slowly came into view.

Jiu strode out from the shadows. The mask with the Red Lotus Pattern on her face held a cold gleam in the candlelight. Beneath it, her almond-shaped eyes narrowed, flashing with a terrifying Killing Intent.

Although she was often thwarted by Pei Yuhang,

as the strongest of Shang Miaoyan's Red Lotus Guard, Jiu was without a doubt one of the world's top assassins.

"What, are you feeling indignant on my behalf?"

Jiu didn't answer, merely clenching her fists in silence.

Seeing Pei Yuhang get hit on by an old woman, she was naturally furious. A dark tide of negative emotions churned within her Heart Lake.

If not for the fear of exposing her identity, she would have stabbed the woman right then and there. Cripple her first, and see if she still let her lust do the thinking for her!

Seeing Jiu, who looked ready to draw her sword and march out the door at the slightest provocation, Pei Yuhang sighed and said,

"Don't create any extra problems on this trip. Besides, the journey ahead won't be a peaceful one. You should stay here in my room."

Jiu could tell there was a hidden meaning in his words.

She was a little surprised.

If this were just an ordinary caravan escort mission, a Void Refining Cultivator like Pei Yuhang would never be this cautious. The world's renowned Great Powers wouldn't stoop to targeting the Dao Sect's Elixirs, and anyone who would was bound to be someone Pei Yuhang wouldn't even deign to notice.

'So... could there be a hidden agenda for this mission?'

Thoughts swirled in Jiu's mind, but she ultimately suppressed her curiosity and didn't ask Pei Yuhang about it.

'He wouldn't tell me even if I asked, after all.'

She let out a soft sigh and put away the sword at her waist.

'Since Pei Yuhang has another objective for this trip, I shouldn't kill anyone and create unnecessary complications for him.'

She glanced at the only bed in the guest room, pursed her lips, and asked Pei Yuhang with a sliver of unrealistic hope, "Where do I sleep?"

Pei Yuhang shot her a look. "On the floor, of course. Did you really need to ask?"

"...I'm injured. I have this cold poison in my system, you know. COUGH, COUGH, COUGH~~"

Jiu wheezed in a feeble voice,

trying to see if she could sway him. 'What if he takes pity... and gives me half the bed?'

"Stop dreaming. Do you think you're my Dao Companion? As if I'd share the bed with you."

As he spoke, Pei Yuhang took a new set of bedding from his Jiezhi Storage Ring and placed it on the rug on the floor.

"You can sleep on the floor. If it's really a problem, I'll use my Pure Yang True Qi to warm you up before you sleep. I doubt you're so fragile you'll still catch a cold after that."

"..."

'You bastard! Couldn't you just give me half the bed?'

'You were so desperate to find me before, and now you won't even give me half the bed!'

Jiu grumbled with deep resentment in her heart, but still obediently started making her bed on the floor.