Chapter 113: 129 Misty Cloud Sect

After the Lion Emperor departed, Qian Mo withdrew his aura and looked down at the stunned Yun Yun, asking, "My lady, how do you think I performed just now?"

Yun Yun snapped back to reality and replied, "Uh, good."

"Then, is there any reward for your husband?" Qian Mo smirked, slowly lowering his head.

Because Qian Mo’s move was so sudden, Yun Yun was caught off guard and could not resist before he kissed her.

When their lips parted, Yun Yun glared at him. Qian Mo smiled slightly, licking the lingering fragrance from his lips.

Yun Yun tapped him on the chest and said, "How long are you going to hold me? Put me down quickly!"

"Oh!" Qian Mo responded, then reluctantly and carefully set her down.

Just as the two were sharing an intimate moment, the Lion Emperor returned with the young lion cub and said, "Master, I have brought my child."

"Good. Since you are here, let us sign the contract." Two ancient pieces of parchment appeared before them. The two lions bit their fingers and each placed a drop of blood onto their respective parchments.

As the blood touched the master-servant contracts, the parchments instantly dissolved into energy and vanished into the air, while a loud rumble of thunder erupted in the sky.

I looked up and said, "The contract is sealed." The others followed suit, gazing at the sky with solemn expressions.

"Keep these two Flower-Shaped Pills well. Follow your master, and I will not treat you unfairly." With that, two pills appeared in Qian Mo’s hand, which he threw to the two lions.

Upon hearing they were Flower-Shaped Pills, the Lion Emperor’s eyes lit up. He took them carefully and said gratefully, "Th-thank you, Master!"

"Where do you get all these things?" Yun Yun asked, full of curiosity and doubt.

"You want to know? I’m not telling you," Qian Mo said with a mischievous smile, whispering into her ear.

Hearing that this fellow was being difficult again, Yun Yun tapped him and said indignantly, "Fine! If you won't say it, then don't! I didn't want to know anyway! Hmph!"

"Hehe, I'm just teasing you, my lady. Just teasing. I'll tell you later, hehe." Qian Mo said with a pitiful look.

"You! Hmph." Seeing Qian Mo like this, Yun Yun blushed, bit her lip, stomped her foot, and stayed silent.

As Qian Mo withdrew his aura, all the suppressed magical beasts in the Magical Beast Mountain Range finally breathed a sigh of relief. If that pressure had lasted any longer, they likely would have perished.

The two lions swallowed the Flower-Shaped Pills, and a beam of light instantly enveloped them. When it faded, the large Lion Emperor had transformed into a woman, and the small lion had become a child.

"Master!" a mature voice and a young voice spoke in unison as they looked at Qian Mo.

"Good. Now, go and give some of the伴生紫晶灵 (Associated Purple Crystal Spirit) to your mistress," Qian Mo instructed.

The Lion Emperor glanced at Yun Yun, nodded, and said, "Yes, Master." She produced a bottle filled with blue liquid.

"Do you have names? Human names?" Qian Mo asked.

"No," they shook their heads.

"Then I shall give you some. You shall be called Zi Xuan, and you—since you are a boy—shall be called Zi Mo!" Qian Mo pointed at them.

"Zi Xuan."

"Zi Mo."

"Thank you, Master, for the names." They thanked him in unison.

"Stay here and wait for a moment. I will be right back," Qian Mo said.

"Yes, Master."

Qian Mo flashed away and entered the Lion Emperor’s cave. According to his memories, there was a vast deposit of purple crystal inside, which was excellent for cultivation.

He walked slowly until he saw a blue-purple glow ahead. "So this is the place," he muttered, looking at the crystals.

"Wow, there really is a lot." Qian Mo waved his hand, collecting the entire deposit of purple crystals into his storage. He intended to use them to create a body-tempering pool for the Reincarnation Hall; until he found something better, these would suffice.

Once finished, he flashed out of the cave and said to Zi Xuan, "Change back into the Lion Emperor; I want to ride you."

Zi Xuan had no choice but to comply. She turned back into a giant lion, and Qian Mo, Yun Yun, and Zi Mo climbed onto her back.

"Target: Yunlan Sect! Let's go!" Qian Mo shouted, patting Zi Xuan’s back.

ROAR!

Zi Xuan let out a roar and soared into the sky.

As they flew, the sky cleared. Watching the sunlight, Qian Mo felt content. The warmth on his face and the cool breeze at high altitude were intoxicating.

Qian Mo pulled the resting Yun Yun into his arms and lay back, looking at the sky.

"What are you doing!" Yun Yun blushed, struggling.

"Don't move. Just let me hold you like this. It feels very comfortable," Qian Mo said in a gentle, elegant voice.

He closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep. Since the Yunlan Sect was some distance from the mountain range, Yun Yun stopped resisting and lay quietly in his arms, enjoying the sunlight and the breeze until she too fell asleep.

*Hmph, bad master. You're both sleeping, but I have to fly. So tiring!* Zi Xuan thought, looking at them with envy. She accelerated her speed toward the Yunlan Sect.

***

**Yunlan Sect**

In a room, a man wrapped in bandages lay on the bed, looking miserable. This was Gu He, who had been severely injured.

"Wuwu~ Why hasn't the Sect Master returned yet? Is there no hope for me? Damn that Snake-person!" Gu He wailed. Thinking of the hateful Snake-people, especially the four who had trapped them, he grew furious. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said, "Once I, Gu He, recover, I will personally seek revenge for these injuries!"

*Creak—*

The door opened.

"Who is it!" Gu He shouted.

"Master, it's me! I've come to see you." A young voice spoke, holding a pill.

"Oh, it's Liu'er. Come, sit here." Gu He endured the pain and pointed to the table.

This was Yun Liu, a disciple Gu He had taken in, now about ten years old.

"Okay, Master." Yun Liu nodded, walked to the chair, picked up the pill, and said, "Master, this is a pain-relieving pill. The Elders asked me to bring it to you."

"Good, good, good," Gu He looked at Yun Liu kindly, smiling happily.

***

**Yunlan Sect: Great Hall**

Four people sat inside, their robes marked with the character for "Elder."

They looked solemn. One sighed, "I wonder if Gu He's special injuries can be cured."

At this, the other three could not help but chuckle.

"It will be fine. According to reports, the Purple Crystal Spirit Liquid can cure him. Besides, our Yunlan Sect cannot afford to lose Gu He, a sixth-rank alchemist," one Elder said. The others nodded in agreement.

Just then, a massive magical beast flew toward the Yunlan Sect.

Zi Xuan flew through the clouds, and a massive complex appeared before her. In the distance, two guards stood at the gate of the Yunlan Sect, a presence so powerful that even the Imperial Family of the Jia Ma Empire dared not overstep.

The two sleeping on Zi Xuan’s back were unaware they had reached their destination, curled up together in an intimate embrace.

Zi Xuan felt slightly annoyed and shouted, "Master, we have arrived at the Yunlan Sect," while shaking her back.

On the Yunlan Sect's training grounds, many disciples were practicing.

*Ha! Ha! Ha!*

The sounds of morning training echoed. Suddenly, the sky darkened.

"What's going on?" The disciples looked up.

"Is... is that the Purple Crystal Winged Lion Emperor?!" A middle-aged man fell to the ground in terror, pointing upward.

"What?! A sixth-rank magical beast, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion Emperor?!"

"Why is it here at our Yunlan Sect?!"

In the great hall, the Elders heard the commotion and frowned. "What is going on? It's training time; why is the discipline so poor? Yun Hu, go see what happened!"

One Elder slammed the table. "With so much noise outside, perhaps something has happened. Should we go out and see?"

"I agree," another said.

As Yun Hu moved to leave, a disciple stumbled in—the same middle-aged man who had shouted earlier. He collided with Yun Hu. "It's bad! It's bad!"

Yun Hu stopped and frowned. "Yun Lin, why the rush?"

"E-Elder... it's bad!" Yun Lin gasped, pointing back toward the sky.

"What is it? Calm down and speak."

"Elder, outside... in the sky... the sixth-rank Purple Crystal Winged Lion Emperor is hovering over our Yunlan Sect!"

"What?!" The Elders inside the hall were shocked.

"The Sect Master went to find the Lion Emperor for the Associated Purple Crystal Spirit. Did something happen to her?" an Elder asked anxiously.

"Impossible. The Sect Master will be fine. Come, follow me!"

They all rushed outside.

High above, Qian Mo heard the commotion through his powerful senses. He opened his eyes, smiling at the sleeping Yun Yun. He brushed a strand of hair from her face.

Noticing the chaos below, he frowned, realizing Zi Xuan’s presence was causing panic.

The Elders rushed out, looking at the Lion Emperor with solemn expressions.

Qian Mo stood up on Zi Xuan’s back, still holding the sleeping Yun Yun.

"Look, there's someone on its back!"

"Someone is on the Lion Emperor!"

The crowd shouted.

"Look, is that man holding Sect Master Yun Yun?" an Elder narrowed his eyes.

"We see it too." The Elders were solemn. Anyone who could stand on the back of a sixth-rank beast, essentially a Dou Huang-level creature, was not to be trifled with. Looking at the Lion Emperor's behavior, the man appeared to be its master!

"Young master, who are you? Holding our Sect Master and hovering over the Yunlan Sect... is this a provocation?"

Even knowing the man's status, the Great Elder, Yun Tian, had to step forward. He was terrified that if the man grew displeased, the Lion Emperor could wipe them out.

Qian Mo descended, holding Yun Yun. The disciples scattered as he landed in the center of the training arena.

"Zi Xuan, Zi Mo," Qian Mo said calmly.

"Look, he's holding our Sect Master!" a disciple whispered.

Zi Xuan and Zi Mo transformed into human forms, and the sky cleared.

"The Lion Emperor has transformed!" This was the collective thought of the crowd, though none dared speak it aloud.

Under the gaze of everyone, Qian Mo gently stroked Yun Yun’s cheek. The Elders watched, anxious.

"Where is my lady's room? She is tired, so I hope you can be quiet," Qian Mo asked the four Elders. As he spoke, the temperature in the Yunlan Sect plummeted. An unknown, chilling pressure swept over them, making it hard to breathe.

The four Elders trembled in horror. *Such terrifying pressure! This man must not be provoked!* They hurriedly activated their Dou Qi to protect themselves.

"Y-young master, please withdraw your pressure. I will take you to the Sect Master's room immediately," the Great Elder said, gritting his teeth.

"Your expression seems to tell me you are very uncomfortable," Qian Mo smirked.

*Damn, of course I'm uncomfortable! Why ask when you know?* the Great Elder thought, yet he smiled and said, "Please, young master, withdraw your aura."

Qian Mo scanned the area, decided no one else would object, and withdrew the pressure. Everyone sighed in relief.

"You lot, maintain order here. I will take the young master to the Sect Master's room," the Great Elder said.

"Understood."

Yun Tian stepped forward and bowed. "Young master, please follow me."

"Let's go," I said flatly.

We arrived at a secluded area filled with lush greenery, tall bamboo, and a circular pond. It was a beautiful, serene place.

"The spiritual energy here is abundant. The environment is good; it's a fine place for cultivation," Qian Mo praised.

The Great Elder beamed with pride, but his smile froze at Qian Mo's next words.

"Unfortunately, it's too small," Qian Mo said.

"Hehe." The Great Elder could only offer a forced smile. He pointed to a house ahead. "Young master, the Sect Master's room is right there."

"I see it. You have worked hard guiding us; you may go back now. I will take it from here," Qian Mo dismissed him.

Yun Tian was frustrated—*Who said I worked hard? Go back?*—but he dared not argue. If this man was truly the Sect Master's husband and possessed strength greater than the old Sect Master, having him join the Yunlan Sect might actually be a blessing! With this thought, he felt better.

Qian Mo carried Yun Yun to the door and told Zi Xuan and Zi Mo, "Stay outside and absorb the spiritual energy here to cultivate while you wait for me."

"Yes, Master!"

Qian Mo pushed the door open with a surge of energy. A faint fragrance—Yun Yun’s scent—wafted out.

"So fragrant. This scent is very alluring." He walked inside and closed the door with a flick of his hand.

He approached the bed and laid Yun Yun down with utmost care, pulling the quilt over her. Looking at her sleeping form, a wicked thought crossed his mind. *Since we're alone, should I...*

"Mmm~" Yun Yun stirred, her eyes fluttering open. Seeing the situation, she blushed, glared at him, and pulled the quilt up, shouting, "You... what did you do to me?!"

Qian Mo looked disappointed. "I kindly carried you back to bed, and this is how you treat me?"

Yun Yun realized she might have misunderstood. "Then... where is this?"

"This is your home, your room in the Yunlan Sect," Qian Mo said, explaining what happened after she fell asleep.

Yun Yun nodded apologetically. "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."

"Yes, you did. I'm very sad. You must give me some comfort," Qian Mo said pitifully.

Yun Yun smiled. "And what kind of comfort do you want?"

Qian Mo raised his head, looked around, and waved his hand, shrouding the room in an invisible barrier.

Yun Yun swallowed hard, terrified. "Y-you, what are you doing?"

Qian Mo smirked. "Didn't you want to comfort me? The comfort I want is to truly make you mine." He intended to scare her.

Yun Yun’s pupils shrank. She knew what he wanted! She resisted, "No! Don't! If you come any closer, I won't forgive you!"

"My lady, there is no one else here. I have isolated the room; no one will discover us. Rest assured, I have no ill intentions," Qian Mo said, as he began to undress. His physique was perfect, flawless as a painting.

"H-how can you be like this!" Yun Yun’s face turned crimson.

"Women always say the opposite. You say no, but in your heart, you want it. You're just too shy to express it," Qian Mo said, closing the distance.

Yun Yun was frightened, struggling and weeping. "You... you bully me!" she bit her lip, aggrieved.

Qian Mo hugged her tightly, stroking her hair. "Yun'er, I will always be good to you. Will you be mine? If I ever treat you poorly, may the heavens strike me down."

Yun Yun trembled. "I... I don't want you to be struck by lightning."

Qian Mo smiled. *There's a chance.* "My lady, will you be mine?"

Yun Yun realized that since she was destined to be in this man's hands, she might as well give in.

"You... you must be gentle," she whispered, shyly bowing her head.

Qian Mo whispered in her ear, "I will be gentle."

He laid her down, and with a wave of his hand, the room became a battlefield of intimacy. Under the nourishment of Qian Mo's dual-cultivation physique, Yun Yun underwent a perfect transformation into a true woman. It was a rapid yet profound process—a transfer of power and a sublimation of her being.

The battle lasted for a long time, and by the time it ended, the sky had turned to night.