MTLNOVEL Chapter 5
Chapter 5: I Won’t Eat You:
Ten days later, it was time for Su Ming to leave Ninth Prison Peak.
Before leaving, he received a secret letter.
“Reporting to Young Master Su, I followed your orders and went to the Lin family in North City, intending to execute all ninety-nine members. However, Lin Changfeng, the heir of the Lin family, was protected by a mysterious expert and managed to escape my pursuit. He eventually disappeared into the Northern Wilderness Mountains and seems to be heading toward Heavenly Derivation Sect…”
“I have returned to Celestial Prison. If this person is your enemy, I can immediately dispatch the Celestial Prison’s Soul-Slaying Guards to ambush him mid-route, ensuring he has no way to escape!”
“Also, the Warden has learned that Young Master Su has returned to the sect. She said… she is coming to find you.”
The first part of the message was fine.
But upon reading the last line, Su Ming’s expression turned strange.
Damn it.
Liu Hanyan, that crazy woman, is coming?!
He rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, and immediately sent a message to Han Mo with just two words:
“Not necessary.”
There was no need to ambush Lin Changfeng. Wiping out his entire family was enough. This so-called protagonist, Su Ming wanted to keep around for a while—he needed something to play with. If he killed him too soon, how could he vent the frustration of his past five lives?
As for Liu Hanyan… that woman was once known as the number one beauty in the Northern Spirit Domain and the future heir to the Liu Empire, one of the three great celestial empires. However, she later abandoned her claim to the throne and chose instead to take control of Celestial Prison, becoming a figure feared throughout the Northern Spirit Domain.
But Su Ming knew that Liu Hanyan was destined to be a villainous boss in the future. She was ruthless, killed without hesitation, and had an extremely strong sense of possessiveness. In the original plot, she was one of the protagonist’s enemies and ultimately died at his hands.
What troubled Su Ming was that, for some unknown reason, in this life, the crazy woman had been interested in him from the very first moment they met.
In the end, she confessed to him on a whim—then forcefully kissed him.
Being targeted by a lunatic was definitely not a good thing.
Shaking his head, Su Ming left Ninth Prison Peak.
Below the mountain, two guards watched his carefree departure, not daring to stop him.
Heavenly Derivation Sect was located at the edge of the Northern Wilderness Mountains and was one of the five great sects in the region. The sect had nine peaks in total, stretching across thousands of miles. The first seven peaks were the main peaks, and Seventh Peak, where Su Ming belonged, was the last among them.
As for the remaining two peaks, Eighth Peak was reserved for elders, peak lords, and the sect master, where they would enter seclusion for cultivation or hold sect meetings. Ninth Peak, on the other hand, was a prison. Disciples who committed serious offenses were sent there.
Unlike Su Ming, though, none of those prisoners had the luxury of living freely atop the peak.
Leaving Ninth Prison Peak, Su Ming headed straight for the highest, most treacherous summit of Seventh Peak—Tianluan Absolute Summit, where his beautiful master, Bai Qingxuan, resided.
For the other disciples of Seventh Peak, this summit was essentially forbidden territory. Without Bai Qingxuan’s permission, no one was allowed to step foot here.
But Su Ming had never once followed those rules.
At the peak, a small grove of purple bamboo stood, enveloped by a delicate and seamless spiritual formation, its surface shimmering with faint rainbow-colored light. Streams of visible purple spiritual energy floated within.
Beside the formation, a waterfall cascaded down, with celestial birds and spirit fish playing in its waters.
At the center of the formation stood Bai Qingxuan’s pavilion.
Su Ming sighed. A place this rich in spiritual energy… he wouldn’t mind staying here for a few nights. The only question was whether his beautiful master would allow it.
Shaking his head, Su Ming walked forward, passing through the formation with ease and stopping before the elegant pavilion.
Bai Qingxuan should be inside, cultivating.
Su Ming had already sensed her aura. Without hesitation, he pushed open the door and entered.
The wooden door creaked open.
A soft, intoxicating fragrance filled the air. The room was dimly lit and exuded a cool stillness.
Inside, Su Ming saw his beautiful master sitting cross-legged on the bed, her eyes tightly shut. Her delicate face was pale, her forehead covered in sweat, and her aura was unstable. Waves of spiritual energy fluctuated chaotically around her.
Su Ming’s gaze landed on Bai Qingxuan’s mature and elegant features before slowly drifting downward.
Then, he couldn’t help but grin mischievously.
Stepping inside, he casually shut the door behind him.
The room grew even darker.
Sensing Su Ming’s presence, Bai Qingxuan’s eyes fluttered open. She immediately saw her wayward disciple, the very one she had sent to Ninth Prison Peak, now standing beside her bed, staring at her with a playful gleam in his eyes.
A wave of panic surged through Bai Qingxuan’s heart as she scolded coldly, “Su Ming, what are you doing? I am your master!”
Her flustered reaction didn’t escape Su Ming’s notice.
The corner of his lips lifted. No wonder Bai Qingxuan was called the most beautiful woman in Heavenly Derivation Sect. That mature, refined aura of hers was something those young, inexperienced junior sisters could never match. She was undoubtedly the dream goddess of countless male disciples in the sect.
Thinking this, he leaned down slightly, his eyes filled with amusement as he spoke lazily, “Master, why don’t you go ahead and shout? But if the other disciples hear that you and I, a man and a woman, are alone in the same room… what do you think they’ll assume?”
Bai Qingxuan clenched her teeth in fury. “How did you break through my spiritual formation? Did you secretly destroy the core of my array?!”
Su Ming clicked his tongue and shook his head. “No need for that. A small formation like yours, I can break with a flick of my wrist.”
“You—!” Bai Qingxuan seethed.
She suddenly realized that she was only wearing a thin robe. Her usually pristine and untouchable body had been fully exposed to Su Ming’s gaze. A strong sense of humiliation surged from deep within her.
“Get out!” she commanded, pointing toward the door, suppressing the fury in her heart.
But Su Ming remained unfazed, smiling as he said, “I came here with only good intentions, Master. I know that the cold poison in your body flares up regularly every month, so I specifically came to bring you warmth.”
Bai Qingxuan’s delicate hand tightened into a fist.
If not for the cold poison wreaking havoc inside her, making her unable to muster any strength, she would have already crippled Su Ming’s cultivation and thrown him out of Heavenly Derivation Sect.
Suddenly, her face twisted in pain.
The cold poison flared up violently, and her chaotic spiritual energy backlashed against her. Blood gushed from her lips, her entire body trembling as she turned even paler.
Her delicate frame swayed unsteadily, nearly collapsing.
Su Ming reacted swiftly, grabbing the soft, fragrant outer robe from beside the bed and tossing it aside. He then sat down beside Bai Qingxuan and caught her delicate body, holding her firmly in his embrace as she gasped for breath.
The warmth of his body seeped into her.
Bai Qingxuan’s already pale face was suddenly stained with a hint of blush. She weakly tried to push Su Ming away, but she had no strength left to do so.
Su Ming held her hand, his dark eyes locked onto her as he whispered, “If you keep moving, your spiritual veins will be completely crippled. Do you still want to continue cultivating?”
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
“I won’t eat you.”