It was clear that Liu Zixiao had great confidence in her own cultivation.

It’s impossible for the master to let the disciple ride on top of them, right?!

That is definitely impossible.

The aura of the Golden Core Cultivator slowly spread out, pressing toward Qin Yu.

Liu Zixiao intended to scare Qin Yu, and if he dared to do anything, she would throw him off the flying ship.

After all, he was already a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, so he couldn’t really fall to his death.

However.

Qin Yu did not move an inch.

Liu Zixiao was momentarily stunned and then heard Qin Yu say, "Master, what are you saying? As a disciple, I am still trying to repay your kindness; how dare I offend or betray you?"

He was someone who respected his master and the Dao, simply intending to show his filial piety, helping his master improve her root bone, to repay the kindness of his master’s instruction and guidance.

That’s all.

Is there anything wrong with that?!

Seeing Qin Yu’s proper attitude, Liu Zixiao glanced at him and then said coldly, "At least you know your place."

However.

It’s not enough just to talk; actions must accompany words.

So, she must let Qin Yu understand the principle that the master is above.

"From today on, you must listen to me in all matters. Also, no looking around, no moving recklessly..."

Listening to the string of requirements set by Liu Zixiao, Qin Yu looked helpless.

This doesn’t sound like requests a master makes to a disciple.

Is it necessary to guard against your own disciple like this?!

He’s not a bad person.

"Did you hear me?"

Seeing Qin Yu’s still reluctant expression, Liu Zixiao’s face immediately turned stern, and her voice became more forceful.

"Yes, I’ll listen to Master in everything."

Of course, Qin Yu agreed with her.

Some matters must proceed in an orderly fashion, not accomplished in one stroke.

Then, the two of them began to cultivate.

The outside world isn’t like the Immortal Sect; the spiritual qi outside is extremely sparse, even almost nonexistent, so they had to rely on spirit stones for cultivation.

For this trip, the Sect Leader hadn’t been stingy and provided him with plenty of spirit stones, enough for his cultivation.

The flying ship streaked across the sky at high speed, and inside the cabin, it was very quiet, with the array shielding even the sound of the wind outside.

Very soon, night fell.

"Master, it’s getting late. You should rest first, and I’ll keep watch,"

Qin Yu ended his cultivation and sincerely looked toward Liu Zixiao.

Traveling outside is not like being within the Immortal Sect.

In the outside world, one must constantly guard against danger, even if they’re within the cloud ship, it cannot be considered completely safe, and slight vigilance is still necessary.

However, with both of their strengths, even if they encountered the Sect Leader of the Hundred Sword Sect, it wouldn’t be that they were completely powerless.

Of course.

The Hundred Sword Sect wouldn’t dare to obstruct them now, as they don’t want to offend the Hall Master of the Cyan Mist Hall!

"No need,"

Liu Zixiao glanced at Qin Yu and refused directly, with a hint of unnaturalness flashing on her face.

Not only did she not trust Qin Yu entirely, she herself couldn’t relax completely.

After all, with the cabin space being so small, how could she just lie down and sleep on the ground in front of Qin Yu?!

How could she possibly do that?

Moreover, at their realm, just some mindfulness is needed daily, and she was quite aware of Qin Yu’s intentions when he suggested she rest.

"Master, then your disciple will sleep first,"

Qin Yu didn’t mind at all and began to take off his clothes.

"What are you doing?!"

Liu Zixiao hadn’t reacted at first, but when he undid his clothes, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Sleeping,"

Qin Yu replied earnestly, and naturally took off his outer garment.

"..."

Liu Zixiao originally wanted to scold him, but something seemed to block her throat, and she couldn’t get the words out.

Originally, she thought Qin Yu would stop at a sensible point.

Who knew, this guy actually began to go bare-chested!

Aren’t you going to sleep?!

"You... put your clothes back on!"

Liu Zixiao couldn’t help but turn her head, and although she wasn’t blushing, since they had seen each other multiple times during the medicated baths.

She was nearly accustomed to it.

However, facing each other so closely still made her a little unnatural.

"But, I’ve always slept like this."

Qin Yu had an innocent expression.

This Liu Master, always maintaining a calm demeanor of a practitioner, seemed unshakable, projecting an image of a serene and pure woman.

She appeared approachable and gentle, but in reality, had a aloof demeanor that kept people at a distance.

Now it seemed, she wasn’t so inherently indifferent.

Moreover, she had a unique charm.

A seductive elder sister type, one wonders what it would look like if she were emotional.

"You!"

Liu Zixiao was at a loss for words, unable to say anything for a while.

Although what he said seemed reasonable, but, but undressing in front of her like this? Isn’t he taking her too lightly as a master?!

This is clearly teasing his master!

Liu Zixiao was furious, lifting her foot in a thoughtless moment to slightly kick out with a hint of venting frustration.

In truth, she didn’t use much force, just wanting to vent her displeasure.

But unexpectedly.

This originally small punishment felt like kicking an indestructible iron plate, not only failing to give him a taste of his own medicine but instead, her foot was caught by Qin Yu.

"Master, did you hurt your foot?"

Qin Yu feigned concern, sounding anxious, and pretending as if he was about to remove her shoe to inspect it properly.

"No!"

Liu Zixiao lightly scolded, her cheeks slightly flushed, hurriedly trying to pull her foot back, but Qin Yu’s grip was as firm as a shackle, unmoved no matter how hard she tried.

"Hmm?!"

She froze momentarily, then tried using her spiritual power within.

The result was the same—nothing, Qin Yu’s hand didn’t even twitch.

"How is this possible?!"

Liu Zixiao’s eyes contained disbelief.

In her moment of distraction, her shoe and sock were taken off together.

A pair of feet like works of art presented themselves before Qin Yu.

Her feet were small and proportionate, the ankles slender, subtly evoking an enticing curve with the lightest turn. The toes distinct, each one resembling carefully arranged pearls, neither too thin nor overly plump, just right.

The skin was smooth and delicate, like the finest porcelain, exuding a gentle sheen. Each line was clearly visible, yet perfectly blended into the overall beauty.

Beneath the skin, faint pink veins could be seen, appearing particularly... alluring.

Gulp.

Qin Yu’s throat moved a bit, and he couldn’t contain himself and held on.

So delicate.

So soft.

With a gentle touch, the silken smoothness could be felt, as if touching the softest clouds in the world.

"Let go!"

Liu Zixiao was both embarrassed and anxious, yet Qin Yu seemed to not hear, "Ah, it really was hurt."