I speedrunned the Fairy Strategy Game

Chapter 22 My good disciple, give your master a break.

Since being placed under lockdown.

Li Muyu no longer needed to report to the Enforcement Hall, and he lived a carefree and contented life.

[Azure Sky Transforms into Clouds Technique, Intermediate Earth Rank Technique, (Perfected)]

[Blood Fiend Prison Tiger Technique, High-Level Earth-Rank Technique, (Perfected)]

[Jade Tempering and Bone Transformation Technique, Advanced Earth-Rank Technique (Minor Completion 1620/2000)]

Although his cultivation level is still somewhat behind that of the top masters of each peak, in terms of combat power, he is enough to rank among the top five on the Sky Ranking.

Knock knock,

There was a knock on the door.

"Mu'er, are you resting?"

Hearing his master's familiar voice coming from outside, Li Muyu put the puppet into his Qiankun bag.

Although it's a cultivation artifact, explaining it is still a bit awkward.

The door opened, and the moonlight shone brightly.

A long white dress came into view. The woman's hair was styled in a cloud-like bun, with a simple wooden hairpin in her hair. The belt around her waist was so tight that it could be held in one hand. Her plump and full hips outlined her hourglass figure.

She possesses a dignified and intellectual air, with a faint smile playing on her lips. Her swaying figure as she walks is breathtakingly beautiful and exquisitely graceful.

Pei Yourong walked gracefully over with her hands at her waist and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing the clear light flowing around Li Muyu, and the gentle smile on her mature face, every frown and smile revealed the charm of a mature woman.

"Not bad, your cultivation has greatly improved after a few days of seclusion."

"I should be able to break through to the fifth realm soon."

Li Muyu said.

"I'm still a long way from being like my senior sister. She should be reaching the fifth realm of perfection soon, right?"

Pei Yourong smiled slightly and then brought up another matter.

"Just now, news came from the sect that the demon race has been making trouble in recent years. The Great Qian Dynasty wants to unite the five major sects to establish the Demon Suppression Division and ask each sect to send a representative disciple."

Li Muyu was indifferent.

"The Southern Immortal Sect is full of geniuses; you can just pick one at random."

Pei Yourong shook her head.

"The Daqian side specifically requested that you go."

"Could this be the intention of Prince Wuyuan?"

Pei Yourong, as Li Muyu's master, was one of the few people in the Southern Immortal Sect who knew about his family background.

Upon hearing this, Li Muyu frowned slightly.

"The late emperor arranged my marriage to the eldest princess. My joining the Southern Immortal Sect was an excuse to avoid the marriage. My father will not let me return to the capital rashly."

"In that case, your master will help you refuse."

Pei Yourong was unaware of the so-called court intrigues and palace power struggles; she only cared about Li Muyu's feelings.

Even if the current emperor himself came, he couldn't take him away if he didn't want to.

Li Muyu shook his head.

"Now that the order has been given, it means those people are already stirring. They can hide for a while, but they can't hide forever."

"Even if I find a reason to refuse this time, they will find another way to summon me back to Beijing."

A prince who has no real power and lives in seclusion to cultivate immortality is not worth all the trouble those people are going to so much trouble for.

This move was clearly aimed at two people: the eldest princess whom the late emperor had betrothed to, and the renowned Prince Wuyuan.

Li Muyu lowered his eyes and pondered.

Pei Yourong watched him from the side, her lips twitching slightly, and suddenly said something out of the blue.

"Xue'er left the sect a few days ago and probably won't be back tonight."

Li Muyu was still thinking about something, but thinking that his master was worried about his senior sister's safety, he reassured her.

"Senior sister's cultivation is high, she'll be fine."

Pei Yourong's red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated, clearly not what she meant. However, seeing Li Muyu frowning in thought, she didn't know how to speak.

"Then I will not disturb you any longer."

The attic boudoir.

Pei Yourong returned to her cold and empty room, suddenly sighed softly, and gently lifted her cheek.

Pei Yourong, what are you thinking? Mu'er is your disciple.

But it's been a while since my last massage, so it seems I'll have to figure it out myself.

A moment later.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Master, are you resting?"

Li Muyu stood outside the door, listening to a sudden burst of panic and noise coming from inside. After a long while, Pei Yourong's familiar voice finally rang out.

"Come in, Mu'er."

As soon as Li Muyu entered the room, he smelled the familiar fragrance of osmanthus and glanced at his master's slightly flushed cheeks.

Without even guessing, you know what just happened.

Pei Yourong sat on the edge of the bed, looking somewhat unnatural, but pretending to be calm as she gazed at Li Muyu.

"It's so late, why aren't you resting yet?"

Li Muyu didn't beat around the bush and spoke frankly.

"How has Master been feeling lately? It's been a long time since I've given him a massage."

Upon hearing Li Muyu's purpose, Pei Yourong pursed her red lips, secretly clenched the hem of her skirt with her jade-like hand, and her breathing became noticeably more rapid.

Although he was secretly looking forward to it, he still had to maintain his professional demeanor and attitude in front of his disciple, as the master after all.

"Your kindness is appreciated, Master is now fine."

Li Muyu nodded and turned to leave.

"In that case, I will not disturb Master's rest any longer."

"Wait a moment!"

Pei Yourong was surprised by Li Muyu's decisiveness and quickly called out to him to stop.

Li Muyu stopped, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips, and asked the question knowingly.

"Is there anything else, Master?"

Pei Yourong pursed her lips slightly, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a hint of resentment. Her dignified and majestic demeanor vanished, replaced by a more charming and graceful young woman's gaze.

They have malicious intentions, it's perfectly clear, yet they still want others to say it out loud.

"My shoulder has been a little sore lately. If you're alright, Mu'er, could you please give it a massage?"

Pei Yourong gently bit her lip, her mature and beautiful cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and she raised her hand to loosen her jade belt.

Li Muyu walked behind his master. On his delicate and smooth jade neck, glistening beads of sweat clung, gleaming faintly in the dim candlelight.

"Shall I begin?"

Pei Yourong feigned composure, maintaining a dignified demeanor, and nodded slightly.

But Li Muyu's hands had just touched his master's fragrant shoulders.

Pei Yourong's delicate body suddenly stiffened.

Li Muyu was also somewhat caught off guard.

"Master, shall we continue?"

Pei Yourong's fair forehead was glistening with sweat, and her red lips parted slightly.

"Let...let me catch my breath."

Li Muyu was not in a hurry. He held Ruanyu in his arms and gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from her hair.

"Mu'er, don't you think your master is too useless...?"

Pei Yourong bit her thin lips lightly, lowered her head slightly, and a hint of unease appeared in her almond-shaped eyes.

Li Muyu noticed his master's low spirits and gently comforted him.

"His lust was suppressed by his master's cultivation for many years, so it's only natural that it would erupt one day."

Hearing Li Muyu's gentle tone, which showed no sign of disdain, Pei Yourong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Feeling the delicate body in his arms gradually relax, Li Muyu said.

"Shall I continue?"

Pei Yourong pursed her lips and nodded shyly.

Outside the attic.

When Gu Qingxue returned home, she noticed that the lights were off in Li Muyu's and her master's rooms, and she couldn't help but look puzzled.

You're resting so early?

Just as I was about to go back to my room, my ear twitched slightly.

Strange noises could be faintly heard coming from the master's attic next door.

Gu Qingxue frowned, worried that something had happened to her master, and decided to go and check on him.

Knock knock,

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Gu Qingxue's cold voice came from outside.

"Master, are you alright?"

Pei Yourong lay on the small couch, already unconscious.

Upon hearing that his senior sister had returned, Li Muyu quickly gathered up the clothes scattered on the ground and covered his master with a blanket.

Gu Qingxue stood outside the door, receiving no response for a long time, and was about to push the door open and go in.

Squeak,

The door opened, and Li Muyu came out.

"Senior sister, you're back."

Gu Qingxue nodded.

"I just heard some noise coming from Master's room. What happened?"

"Master wasn't feeling well and just lay down to rest."

Gu Qingxue responded with an "oh," showing no suspicion.

The two sat under the moon.

Gu Qingxue seemed to enjoy being alone with Li Muyu. Even if the two of them sat there without saying a word, she was already satisfied just by looking at his face.

Some people have very small hearts, so small that they can only hold one person.

Li Muyu noticed his senior sister's gaze and suddenly spoke up.

"Senior sister, are you cold?"

Gu Qingxue shook her head: "It's not cold."

Li Muyu suddenly put his arm around Gu Qingxue's snowy shoulders and pulled her soft, jade-like body into his embrace.

I think you're cold.

Gu Qingxue's bright eyes widened in surprise, and a blush crept onto her beautiful cheeks, but she did not struggle and gently leaned against him.

"What does my senior sister do every day?"

Gu Qingxue answered without hesitation.

"Practice swordsmanship, meditate."

meditation?

Gu Qingxue blinked her bright, watery eyes, raised her head, and stared straight at Li Muyu.

"Miss you!"

Having spent so much time with my senior, this is the first time I've expressed my feelings so directly.

Looking at the beautiful and charming face in front of him, Li Muyu could no longer resist and lowered his head to kiss her red lips.

Gu Qingxue's bright eyes widened, her delicate body stiffened slightly, and she gripped Li Muyu's clothes tightly with her hands. Soon her mind went blank, and she felt powerless.

Night was falling.

Li Muyu returned to his room, completely satisfied.

His ear twitched slightly, and he suddenly sensed something was wrong, so he looked up.

Beneath the hazy bed curtains, a full-figured, indistinct silhouette lay on his bed.

"I thought you weren't coming back tonight!"