Chapter 253: The Heavenly Dao Master Gets Pounded, Junior Sister Help Me Quickly, What Are You Doing! (3)
For the first time, the Heavenly Dao Master showed genuine nervousness on her face.
She instinctively tried to push her approaching junior sister away—but it was futile.
Even though she'd regained her previous mental state, that didn't mean her strength returned too.
Compared to Yun Rong, whose close-range techniques were sharper, her resistance was meaningless.
A soft blush appeared on Yun Rong's face.
She gently bit down on that translucent, delicate earlobe, teeth softly grazing it.
The slight sting was a fatal blow to the Heavenly Dao Master.
Not just physically—but spiritually.
We've known each other for decades, and now you betray me?
You barely know him, and you already forgot all our years of sisterhood?!
The Dao Master wanted to question her—but dared not speak.
If she opened her mouth, she couldn't guarantee she wouldn't moan in shame.
"Now this reaction is way better than all my earlier efforts."
"Let me try, too. Dao Master, you better hold on!"
Su Qing's eyes lit up as he leaned in.
This time, the Dao Master's reaction was even more intense—she tried everything to stop him.
But her junior sister was quick to pin down her limbs.
"Aunt Yun, just hold down one side. I'll handle the other. That gives it a bit of ritual flair."
Su Qing smiled gleefully.
The two each restrained one side of her body.
"Ahh—!"
As both attacked simultaneously, the Dao Master let out an utterly humiliating cry.
That critical hit to her weak spot dealt too much damage.
With a traitor in her ranks, even the strongest master couldn't fight back!
The moment they touched her, she collapsed.
Even though she tried her hardest to resist, the stimulation was just too absurd.
Her body shuddered violently—she couldn't take it anymore.
She immediately fled from her disciple's body.
She no longer cared about saving face or any kind of teaching moment—staying any longer would just be even more humiliating!
This round was, once again, a total defeat.
Worse yet—she had sacrificed her disciple along the way.
Back in the Heavenly Dao Sect.
The Dao Master, who had been meditating cross-legged, suddenly jumped to her feet, gasping for breath.
It felt like waking from a surreal nightmare—she was still reeling.
Thankfully... she got out just in time.
Otherwise, she'd be left with serious mental scars.
But now... how was she supposed to handle the aftermath?
She had been so sure of victory—she hadn't even considered failure.
Who could've predicted he'd be this well-prepared, even colluding with her own junior sister?
For her, this was a massive blow.
Worse still, the failed plan didn't just hurt morale—it could demoralize the whole force.
If the other two commanders learned of her failure, it could shake the army's confidence.
So... she had to act fast and clean. Eliminate the threat before things got worse.
She shook off her robes. Her Dao attire dried instantly; all sweat vanished.
But the blush on her face wasn't so easy to erase.
Especially her ears—they were visibly redder than the rest of her.
She instinctively reached up and felt the warmth there—her heart filled with humiliation.
At this moment, the Dao Master truly regretted everything.
She had overestimated herself—and underestimated that damn brat.
She'd spent years at the peak, untouched by any rival. Everyone was beneath her.
So she underestimated a single youth.
Shame can inspire strength. Failure wasn't the end.
But what truly haunted her was the thought of what her disciple might suffer.
She had rescued her from a den of tigers... only to throw her right back in.
Unbearable to imagine—it was all her fault!
Their slowly improving relationship would now freeze over again.
Thinking of this, the Dao Master couldn't stay calm. She grew anxious.
No. She had to fix her mistake and end this for good.
She turned and marched out, ready to act personally.
But she didn't get far before someone blocked her.
She had forgotten—the rambling guy from earlier was still outside.
"Dao Master, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
"That scoundrel may be fierce, but you should take care of your health and rest up."
Tang Xuan had noticed her unusual state and hurried to show concern.
He tried hard to raise her favorability—hoping to melt the aloof ice goddess before him.
After all, from looks alone, the Dao Master was at the top of the charts.
She had both the mature charm of a woman and overwhelming strength.
If he could impress her, it would be worth more than anything.
But flattery at the wrong time only made things worse.
The Dao Master felt a surge of uncontrollable irritation.
She even had the urge to send him flying with one blow.
After years of cultivating composure, today she was completely undone.
Her emotions ran wild—even reciting the Heart-Calming Technique backward wouldn't help!
But after taking a deep breath, she forced herself to hold it in.
He was still useful. She couldn't drive him away—yet.
Still... why was he always getting in the way?!
"Dao Master, balance is important. Don't overwork yourself—it can lead to mistakes."
"If there's anything you need advice on, feel free to ask. I'm here to help."
Seeing her silent, Tang Xuan thought his concern was working.
So, he started nagging even more.
He'd always been like this—never able to read the room.
"I'm fine. Just tell me—when is your master setting out?"
"Time is of the essence. I need a definite answer."
The Dao Master had no choice but to change the subject.
What else could she say? That she miscalculated and was completely humiliated by that bastard?
If word of this got out, already-low morale would hit rock bottom.
In a real battle, people might start defecting on the spot.
To clean this up swiftly, she would need help from others.
His master wasn't someone who talked much—she'd make a solid partner.
"Dao Master, my master has her own plans. I can't rush her into anything."
"When the time is right, she'll act."
Tang Xuan's eyes flickered as he spoke in a troubled tone.
Of course, he could do something—but he didn't intend to.
Because right now, he had only one thing on his mind: waiting for the highest bidder.
He'd been around here a while but hadn't received any real benefits.
Under such circumstances, naturally, he wanted something in return.
Not much—just a promise, like being allowed to travel with his goddess.
That wasn't too much to ask, right? She should have no problem agreeing to it.