My Master Is a Great Dragon, Clinging to Me Every Day! - Chapter 29

This was not a matter of whether she was willing or not. If she let Master out, then her personal safety would be… hard to say!

“Master, please forgive this offense.”

“This disciple is not doing this on purpose…”

Guilt filled Xu Zhiyi’s eyes, but the movement of her hands did not pause. She strengthened her control, and the white light drew closer and closer.

Even An Chengxi’s clothes became wrinkled, as if they had returned to the night they formed the contract. Xu Zhiyi watched with her face flushed and her heart pounding.

She was only a little girl who had never seen much of the world. How could she know so many things?

She could only apologize for offending her.

“Yi’er, will you hug me?”

“Just hug me… My body always feels terribly uncomfortable…”

An Chengxi raised her misty eyes and looked toward Xu Zhiyi. She did not even care that her clothes had become somewhat disheveled. Her hairpin had also fallen loose.

It dropped to the floor, and her tail still refused to behave, continuing to coil around Xu Zhiyi’s body. The fluffy white fur on the tail kept brushing across Xu Zhiyi’s fingers.

Her full head of black hair spilled down and gradually… began turning silver-white, just like her dragon scales.

It was very beautiful.

Xu Zhiyi had guessed from the start that Master was a white dragon. Now that she saw it, it was indeed true.

This version of Master was beautiful in a somewhat dazzling way. Beautiful to an excessive degree.

Xu Zhiyi had originally planned to increase the force in her hands, but in the end, she lost focus for a moment.

She was almost hooked by this scene until her soul left her body. She instinctively swallowed several times.

She was an unmarried young lady, after all. How could she withstand this kind of test? Please, she was also human, all right? She also had emotions and desires.

No, she could not sink into this.

Xu Zhiyi firmly shook her head. She planned to tap Master’s sleep acupoint and let Master sleep for a few hours first. They could talk after the dragon race’s desire faded.

“Yi’er… don’t leave Master behind.”

“All right?”

That gentle voice sounded beside her ear, yet it made Xu Zhiyi tremble slightly. She really could not resist

such temptation.

“You are still as disobedient as you were when you were little… Do you think these little spells can trap Master?”

An Chengxi’s body trembled, and she was about to break free from the binding white light. Only then did Xu Zhiyi grow anxious. She quickly reached out to press down on Master’s wrist.

But her hand was caught by the hand that had broken free. Both of them lost their balance and fell against the table by the window.

There was only a clack as the inkstone fell to the ground. Xu Zhiyi’s heart twisted in pain. That thing was a good inkstone! She usually could not even bear to use it when practicing calligraphy.

It carried a pine fragrance, incredibly refreshing to the mind. It worked even better than coffee.

She was pressed down on the table, with rice paper beneath her back.

Fortunately, she had been lazy these past few days and had not practiced much calligraphy.

So there was nothing written on it. Xu Zhiyi’s face flushed red as she looked at herself being pinned beneath Master, somewhat speechless.

“Master… do you know what you’re doing right now?”

She spoke a little urgently, but her voice was as faint as a thread. It was not fierce… and was even somewhat soft.

“…Naturally, I know… Yi’er, how exactly did you… set up that formation…”

“Does Yi’er truly not need to take even a little responsibility?”

Looking at Xu Zhiyi’s features, An Chengxi only then realized that this seemed to be the first time she had looked at her from such a close distance.

In the past, Xu Zhiyi not only refused to get close to her.

Whenever she saw An Chengxi, she slipped away faster than a rabbit, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Even when An Chengxi wanted her to stay, she never listened.

This was why, despite the sect leader senior brother repeatedly telling her to accept more disciples to strengthen Shuanghan Peak’s reputation, An Chengxi had always refused.

She felt she was not suited to accepting disciples, nor was she suited to teaching them. But this vast Shuanghan Peak… she could not disappoint her master’s expectations.

“Um… I already said… Master, this disciple did not do it on purpose…”

She really had not meant to.

This! This was the trouble of being a genius, right? Who knew that casually drawing a formation would summon a dragon?

Even if one had never eaten pork, one had still seen pigs run. Among the countless cultivation novels, the dragon race was a species whose entire body was full of treasures.

Moreover, forming a contract with a dragon and making a dragon one’s contracted spirit beast was something many cultivators did not even dare imagine.

Or rather, it could be called something they dreamed of.

“I know, but… Yi’er, you must take responsibility… for Master.”

Both of Xu Zhiyi’s arms were pressed down. Her gauze-like long sleeves were tightly held, and silver-white hair brushed across the bridge of her nose.

It brought a tingling itch, as if it had reached all the way into her bones.

Who could have imagined that in the blink of an eye, their positions would be reversed… No, this plot was not right. She was clearly the master who had formed the contract.

How had she now ended up pinned beneath the spirit beast instead? Truly hateful!

Xu Zhiyi felt that she had lost all face. But she was merely a Foundation Establishment mortal cultivator. How could she compare with an auspicious beast that roamed freely between heaven and earth?

“Yi’er, do not glare at Master.”

“You look… truly somewhat adorable like this.”

Even though her eyes were already filled with desire, An Chengxi still smiled faintly. Looking at Xu Zhiyi, she always felt as if she were looking at a precious treasure.

He Fengyue, lying on the ground outside, heard this sentence. For some reason, waves of sourness began rising in her heart. She was pinned beneath Xiao Ling and covered her ears with her hands.

She looked at the person before her.

Xiao Ling’s red lips opened and closed as she mouthed words to her. He Fengyue stared blankly for a moment.

But she still understood what Xiao Ling meant.

“Don’t make a sound. Don’t listen.”

She just knew that the relationship between those two could not be that simple. Although her master treated her well, it was not anywhere near the degree of favoritism Lord Hanshan showed.

No talent meant no talent. No aptitude meant no aptitude.

Why insist on raising a useless person?

Why couldn’t she listen?

He Fengyue felt indignant in her heart. Even if she went to question Master, that would be a hundred times better than this. But just as she was about to open her mouth, Xiao Ling seemed to predict her next move.

She covered He Fengyue’s red lips with her palm.

She did not let her make even the slightest sound.

Then Xiao Ling pressed two fingers together and even sealed He Fengyue’s acupoints, making her unable to make any sound unless Xiao Ling released them.

This person was truly becoming more and more impolite.

He Fengyue had only yielded to her because she was the eldest senior sister of Xiuyun Peak. Since when had she allowed Xiao Ling to take advantage of her like this?

Thinking this, she was about to kick Xiao Ling’s knee. But this move also seemed to have been predicted. Xiao Ling pressed both legs down against He Fengyue’s knees.

She completely pinned her to the ground.

A breeze blew past, and the crisp sound of green bamboo nearby covered the movements between the two of them. An Chengxi paid no attention to the window outside. Instead, her entire focus was on the person beneath her.

It was as if she were carefully admiring her most precious treasure.

Xu Zhiyi grew more and more unable to remain calm as she looked at An Chengxi.

Why did Master seem as if she had drunk wine?