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Lin Qiubai suddenly became much more alert.
Mu Qianqian, the proud daughter of the Sect who could enter the Nirvana Realm within fifty years. She is one of the most outstanding and remarkable women in the past century, both in the Yun Yin Sacred Sect and the Xian Sheng Dynasty.
A cold goddess with a strong personality.
The few geniuses from the Yun Yin Sacred Sect who are expected to enter the Nirvana Realm within a hundred years have all fallen under her charm.
Now, Lin Qiubai had inadvertently teleported into an unexpected situation...
How lazy of him.
“Pfft!”
Lin Qiubai slowly expelled a column of water to ease the awkwardness.
“Lin Qiubai?”
Mu Qianqian sank deeper into the water, revealing only her fragrant shoulder, her stunning face showing surprise and confusion.
“Uh…”
Lin Qiubai swallowed hard.
If he had accidentally teleported into a bedroom, it might not have been too serious; at most, he would just get beaten up.
She emerged directly from Mu Qianqian's bathtub.
This was something that was difficult to explain, even with a silver tongue.
But it still needed an explanation!
"I really didn't mean to; I was just experimenting with the teleportation Formation, and it went wrong..."
Hearing this far-fetched explanation, Mu Qianqian couldn't help but laugh in anger.
Did she think she didn't understand Formation?!
The teleportation Formation required a predetermined destination; otherwise, it wouldn't work.
There has never been such a thing as random teleportation throughout history.
Lin Qiubai's lie lacked common sense.
"Are you still daring to stare!?"
Mu Qianqian's face suddenly flushed red, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashing across her features.
Then, something that made Lin Qiubai's blood rush happened.
Her long, snow-white legs shot out of the water and swiftly struck Lin Qiubai's shoulder...
Before he could even react, Lin Qiubai was pushed down into the water and choked on a few mouthfuls.
Struggling to pull his head out, that snow-white, straight leg came crashing down.
Lin Qiubai was completely bewildered.
The water was so white.
No, that leg smelled so sweet.
"Don't move! Hold your breath for ten counts underwater, then come up. Otherwise, I will hang you outside the Holy Sect's gate and whip you for three days and nights."
Mu Qianqian's voice was cold and proud. Lin Qiubai quickly held his breath and sank into the water.
The sound of rustling clothes echoed as Mu Qianqian's arms unfolded. Her clothes slid over her smooth, jade-like skin before she gently draped them on, concealing her exquisite figure.
Dressed in a white robe, a pure black ribbon wrapped around her slender waist, barely fitting in one hand. Her entire demeanor was ethereal, standing gracefully with a poised and elegant posture.
The collar was intricately embroidered with golden threads depicting auspicious clouds, exuding luxury and showcasing the grandeur of the Holy Sect.
This outfit, worn by the fairy, added even more charm, like a scene from a poem or painting.
Soaked through, Lin Qiubai crawled out of the wooden tub, wiping rose petals off his face. He felt frustrated and dared not speak, his heart uneasy.
Unable to win or escape, this was the most awkward situation.
With such a small sect, as long as Mu Qianqian wished, a casual word from her could summon many Creation Realm Senior Brother Lin to come teach Lin Qiubai a lesson.
Even many young nobles from the imperial capital would flock to it eagerly.
Admitting one's mistakes is the best choice!
"Qianqian, I truly didn't mean to..."
Lin Qiubai swallowed the remaining water in his mouth; he couldn't just spit it out, as it would be impolite.
He had to maintain a facade of propriety.
He had to be a gentleman.
He had to remain unflinching in the face of danger.
"Tell me the truth. Have you been plotting this for a long time?
Without knowing the teleportation coordinates of this room, you could never have arrived here.
Even with a teleportation array, it requires a fixed point for teleportation.
Moreover, my Immortal's Retreat is surrounded by numerous formations. A regular teleportation array cannot penetrate..."
Mu Qianqian lounged lazily in her chair, crossing her long legs and glancing at Lin Qiubai.
The glimpse of her fair skin was enough to make any male creature lose their train of thought.
"It doesn't matter how much you say. But I can prove it with facts."
Seeing Goddess Qianqian so calm and composed, Lin Qiubai felt reassured.
The noble and aloof goddess truly has a unique personality.
When faced with such a situation, instead of drawing her sword to kill Lin Qiubai, she was willing to listen to an explanation. How reasonable!
With this thought, Lin Qiubai closed his eyes, and his Primordial Spirit rapidly expanded; this time he was quite familiar with the process.
A pair of black wings sliced through the night like a bolt of lightning, transforming into a long rainbow that vanished from sight.
One spatial node after another disappeared behind him.
"It seems I have passed over a hundred spatial nodes..."
Lin Qiubai's Primordial Spirit stood in the void, his gaze sharp and bright, like two everlasting lamps in the darkness.
One transmission array base after another merged into the spatial nodes, and within a few breaths, the spatial nodes had turned a fiery red.
"Activate! The moment to prove my innocence has arrived!"
Lin Qiubai shouted softly, causing the void to tremble as his true form twisted and instantly crossed over.
"Oh? There really is some method to this?"
Mu Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing an intrigued expression. She pressed her red lips together and placed the sword from her waist onto the table. A few breaths later, she arrived outside Yunfeng.
She sensed the spatial fluctuations from afar, and then her expression turned strange.
"That position seems to be..."
…………
“Prove my innocence… cough!”
Lin Qiubai was interrupted mid-sentence as water splashed into his mouth. At that moment, his heart jolted, and he immediately circulated his Vital Energy, breaking through the surface of the water, spitting out the liquid in his mouth, quickly discerning the direction, and bolting for the exit!
This teleportation technique must have been created by a notorious thief!
Lin Qiubai felt utterly frustrated.
He didn’t even have time to wipe off the lily petals stuck to his face.
“Come back!”
A soft ribbon seemed to have a mind of its own, wrapping around Lin Qiubai's waist. With a tug, it pulled him back from his frantic escape, sending him crashing back into the water.
“I really didn’t mean to! I just wanted to prove my innocence…”
Lin Qiubai forced himself to speak as he looked at the girl before him, who had bound her chest to conceal her curves.
She had a well-proportioned figure and sun-kissed skin, exuding a unique youthful vitality. While she wasn’t stunningly beautiful, she radiated confidence.
“You really have some nerve! Who dares to pick my flowers?”
The girl slowly put on her clothes; she had already finished bathing.
She wore small leather boots, and her short hair was slightly damp.
Next to the coat rack was the Bone Whip, crafted from the skeleton of the high-level mystical beast, the Swamp Dragon, from the Creation Realm.
As she held it in her small hand, if Lin Qiubai made even the slightest move, this whip would be enough to tear him apart.
"Hehehe... Qianqian, save me! Doesn't this prove my innocence?!"
Lin Qiubai felt dizzy.
Just when one problem was resolved, another arose. Would he ever be able to cultivate in peace?!
"Qianqian?"
The girl showed a look of doubt, unable to understand what Qianqian had to do with this matter.
But since Qianqian was mentioned, she activated the protective array of the courtyard.
After a few breaths, Mu Qianqian gracefully descended like a falcon in front of the courtyard, her clothes fluttering elegantly, exuding an ethereal aura.
"Xiao Zhao, I came to find you."
"Really came?"
The girl called Xiao Zhao snapped the Bone Whip and shrank it down into a string of jade bracelets that encircled her wrist. It was quite mysterious.
Xiao Zhao shot Lin Qiubai a glare before striding out to greet Mu Qianqian.
Lin Qiubai quickly followed.
He believed that the truth was right in front of them, and Sister Qianqian should believe that he was innocent.
If that were the case, Sister Qianqian would also explain things well to Xiao Zhao.
He stepped outside.
Mu Qianqian glanced at Lin Qiubai with great interest, her lips curling into a slight smile.
"Your teleportation really knows how to choose a location."
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiubai's face turned red, and he fell silent.
After a while, Xiao Zhao, who had understood the whole situation, also showed an intrigued expression.
Lin Qiubai's heart suddenly sank.
He thought to himself that this was not good.
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