"Darling disciple."

"Master, I beg you, let's leave the mountain."

Deep within the Kunlun mountain range, an extremely beautiful woman with an outstanding temperament sat by the bed.

Her voluptuous figure was wrapped in a red palace dress, curvaceous as if mountain ranges, seductive enough to make any woman jealous. Her beautiful face was full of pleading.

The man whom Su Qinghuan was desperately pleading with was named Ye Fan, his head resting comfortably on her long and beautiful legs, eyes half-closed in contentment.

"You kidnapped me and brought me to this mountain, and now you want me to leave? Not a chance."

Ye Fan's lazy voice echoed, his chin lifting slightly. Su Qinghuan, very proficiently, peeled a grape and popped it into Ye Fan's mouth, regretting her actions deeply.

Five years ago.

Su Qinghuan went down the mountain for experience training and accidentally discovered that Ye Fan was the legendary Pure Yang Body, who had no sect heritage. He was an extraordinary uncut jade stone; his future achievements were boundless.

Depending only on her ineffective female disciples to make the sect proud was not possible.

So, Su Qinghuan broke the rule of the Jade Maiden Sect of not accepting male disciples and wanted to make Ye Fan her closed-door disciple.

However, Ye Fan was both stubborn and nonchalant, showing not the slightest interest in the longevity Tao practices. He mentioned something about his girlfriend being admitted to Yanjing University, and that he was going to school to further his education.

The ordinarily dignified Pure Yang Body refused to train, instead wasting his time on studying and falling in love. This infuriated Su Qinghuan to the extent that she forcefully brought Ye Fan to the mountain.

Being disobedient? Beat him!

Not training? Beat him!

"Want to run away? Fight!"

Looking at the results, Su Qinghuan made the right decision.

In just five years, Ye Fan, who was forced into hard cultivation, has already reached the peak of his base building, and would have learned all the family secrets passed down from numerous ancestors from the Jade Maiden Sect.

Feng Shui Divination, medical skills, elixirs; talismans, formations, flying swords and object manipulation—Ye Fan has reached a level that is superior to the original masters in all of these fields.

If the ancestors, lying in their underground graves, were to know, they would most certainly shed tears of excitement.

However...

This was the start of a nightmare.

In the past, Ye Fan who held great respect for his masters and teachings, transformed into a disgraceful disciple, treating Su Qinghuan as a slave.

In just one month, she, being his master, was serving him tea and meals, singing and dancing for him, and even had to warm his bed, bathe him and endure his mistreatment...

Su Qinghuan has never been humiliated like this before!

Run away, but she couldn't get away.

Fight back, but she couldn't defeat him.

Every time she resisted, she would be spanked. Whenever Su Qinghuan thought of this, she would be filled with intense embarrassment.

In order to get rid of Ye Fan, this scourge, Su Qinghuan sweet-talked him every day, telling him the advantages of leaving the mountain. However, Ye Fan insisted on staying.

In his words: having a beautiful master to serve him at the Jade Maiden Sect was a life even the emperor could not compare to.

Su Qinghuan is thirty-five, a woman's most enchanting stage. She is genuinely worried that Ye Fan will not be able to resist the temptation, and once he pierces through the paper-thin barrier…

The Virgin's Abbey might as well change its name to the Abbey of Desire!

Su Qinghuan continued to advise him, "Ye Fan, you actually have a senior sister. She is an unmatched beauty who could make fish sink and geese land. Why don't you go find her after you descend the mountain?"

"But Master, you're far more charming than any senior sister. Tonight when we share the bed, wear that red bellyband embroidered with carp; I love fish."

"..."

Su Qinghuan could feel the heat rising to her cheeks. Is that your love for fish? How awkward for me to point out!

She assumed a pitiful look, playing her emotions, "Ye Fan, remember that you once said you have a sister at home. She must have been worrying about you ever since you've been gone for the past five years."

"So, I should be even more thankful to you. Not only is my sister concerned about me, my girlfriend must also hate me to death. Maybe she's already married and has kids with someone else."

As Ye Fan gets angrier, he pulls his master into his arms and gives her a spanking. The pain leaves Su Qinghuan seething but speechless.

However, she has to admit.

The feeling under his hand is quite remarkable. Each spank leaves him wanting more.

"Master, did I hurt you? Let me rub it for you. There are not many disciples as respectful as me in this world."

As Ye Fan continued to rub, his eyes gradually glazed over.

Five years ago, he and his high school girlfriend Liu Yingying, who had been dating for three years, both got accepted into Yanjing University, which is the top-tier institution in Hua nation. The happiness of the occasion led to a night of heavy drinking.

When Ye woke up, he was dumbfounded. They were both lying in the hotel bed, and on the sheet, there was a patch of bright red bloodstain.

Looking at his adorable girlfriend who was shyly hiding in the quilt, not willing to show her head, Ye Fan gently kissed her forehead.

"Yingying, I will be good to you for the rest of my life. After we graduate from university, we will get married."

"Do you mean what you are saying?"

"We pinky promise!”

After leaving the hotel, Ye Fan met his master Su Qinghuan, and was then taken to Mount Kunlun.

In a blink of an eye, five years had passed.

He didn't know how his uncle and aunt were doing, or which university his sister had been admitted to. He also didn't know how Liu Yingying was doing right now.

Flowers will bloom again, but humans will not be young again.

After tormenting his master for a month, Ye Fan's resentment for the past five years was also gone. He stood up and said, "Pack your things, I'm going down the mountain."

"Alright, my disciple, please wait a moment." Su Qinghuan was extremely excited.

"This is the Clear Wind Sword, which was forged by a legendary ancestor with a meteorite over the course of 4969 years. It can cut through mountains and seas, and it's dominating and unrivaled."

"And this is the Soul Sealing Umbrella, an absolute gem among treasures. When opened, it forms a distinct space of its own, causing time and space to freeze. No evil can approach its user, and it can be put to infinite uses."

"And there's more..."

Worried that Ye Fan might go back on his word, Su Qinghuan took out all her precious treasures, even offering up her jade hairpin.

"If you fancy a girl, give her this. This has been passed down from the founder of our Jade Girl Sect. Although it doesn't have any mystical powers, it has a history of two thousand years passed down from generation to generation.”

"Disciple, your master is reluctant to part with you," said the master.

Having packed everything, Su Qinghuan sadly covered her face, forcefully squeezing out a few teardrops. However, she couldn't hide the joy in her voice.

"Alright, if master says so, I won't leave then."

"......" Su Qinghuan sighed.

Ignoring his response, Su Qinghuan busily helped Ye Fan pack his clothes.

Looking at the disciple she had accompanied for five years day and night, the thought of not seeing him in the future gave her a pang of reluctance. She couldn't help but advise,

"Our Kunlun Mountain Jade Maiden Temple has no restrictions. Which of the generations of temple leaders or disciples isn't a madman or demon? So, when you go down the mountain and feel wronged, you don't have to endure. If you can fight, fight. If you can't, run back, and master will help you out."

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at her.

The yield of talents in this generation of the Jade Maiden Temple was dwindling. There was only a clueless master and an unseen senior sister whose existence was even uncertain.

If he brought enemies back, the Jade Maiden Temple would no doubt be wiped out.

When she saw her disciple's disbelief, Su Qinghuan puffed up her proud chest and spoke in a gentle Jiangnan dialect,

"Your master is actually very powerful."

"How powerful?"

"I'm invincible below the immortal rank, and a worthy match above it."

Just after Su Qinghuan finished speaking, she was swatted on the butt by a certain mischievous disciple.

"Master, in the future, drink less, brag less, sleep less, and cultivate more. If you haven't produced a golden core by the time I come back, see how I chastise you. Goodbye!"

"......Mischievous disciple, don't you dare leave! Today, your master is going to discipline you."

Su Qinghuan was so angry she stomped her feet. Fortunately, Ye Fan turned into a streak of light and flew away with his sword. Otherwise, she would have surely disciplined her stubborn disciple on hearing these words.

"Su Qinghuan."