Chapter 272: Punished in Place of Master? Bearing the Guilt for Her Disciple! The Clumsy Heavenly Dao Sect Leader (2)
From Su Qing's point of view, though, this was pure bliss.
The disciple disobeys, the divine girl is shamed.
That always-cold face of hers was now tinged with a deeply seductive flush.
It spread fast, coloring her pale skin with a light blush.
Su Qing felt a silent encouragement in that, and his hand grew bolder.
He savored the sensation in his palm, the smile on his face turning strange.
Honestly, it didn't feel all that different from before.
But just knowing there was someone else watching… it gave him a twisted sense of satisfaction.
"Sect Leader, you really enjoy watching your disciple get toyed with, don't you?"
"Then go on, watch closely. At least you're safe now—this is her choice, after all."
Su Qing glanced at the Heavenly Dao Sect Leader, whose body involuntarily straightened.
He silently praised his little slave.
They hadn't planned this at all—there'd been no rehearsal.
The divine girl was improvising the whole thing.
If not for her, he'd have no way to crack the Sect Leader's defenses.
Forget punishment—even torture likely wouldn't have worked.
Her Dao heart simply couldn't be broken so easily.
He did know her weakness… but had no intention of using it just yet.
If he exploited it too early, it'd feel like admitting he had no other way.
Her weakness truly was important.
But knowing only that one weakness wouldn't be enough to make the Heavenly Dao Sect Leader yield.
At best, it'd be like the Princess Consort—saying she submitted, but having her own thoughts behind the scenes.
The Sect Leader's calm eyes now flickered with a trace of anger.
Though she was aloof by nature, looking down on most people,
She still had those she cared for—like her own disciple.
Her disciple had grown up under her care. Their bond went far beyond a normal master-disciple relationship.
And now, because of her, that disciple had to endure all this.
Her pure-hearted disciple shouldn't have to suffer this way!
She had sent her to the capital, where she met that wretched boy and suffered unspeakable torment.
And after bringing her back, she had sent her once again to assassinate him, delivering her into his hands once more.
Now, she couldn't even protect herself without her disciple shielding her from punishment…
Xueyi had endured too much. She had failed her…
"Master… please don't look at me…"
Ye Xueyi could feel her master's gaze on her and softly pleaded.
It wasn't for any reason other than simple shyness.
But to the guilt-ridden Sect Leader, it sounded like something else entirely
Her disciple was asking her for help!
At that moment, the Sect Leader felt a stabbing pain in her heart
She couldn't let her disciple go through this any longer!
All this happened because of her. How could she let her disciple be sacrificed?
"Enough!"
The Sect Leader shouted coldly.
Her eyes locked onto Su Qing, as though a storm was brewing inside them.
Even as a prisoner, her extraordinary presence remained unshaken.
She pulled her disciple into her arms, holding her tightly.
Like a mother shielding her young.
"Master…"
Ye Xueyi felt the warmth of her embrace, emotions flooding her heart.
Thinking about it, she hadn't felt this kind of hug since childhood.
So warm. So safe.
But being protected like this, in such a situation—it was far too humiliating.
Her cheeks flushed as she rubbed her face against her master's chest.
"Sect Leader, I have to say—I really don't get you."
"You're smart. You should know this kind of act is meaningless."
Su Qing smiled, his eyes full of aggression.
The Sect Leader instinctively took a step back.
A small step, but it meant something.
Her heart had begun to waver.
With a firm Dao heart, she would normally be immune to corruption.
No ordinary means could affect her—that much was certain.
But if there was a crack… she couldn't resist the world's emotions and desires.
If anyone else saw this scene, righteous outrage would erupt.
In the wilderness, a mature beauty hugging a tall woman, while a man closed in step by step…
No matter how you looked at it, it resembled some bandit targeting helpless prey.
Su Qing realized that too—but he didn't care.
To be honest, he saw himself as a righteous man, and he firmly believed it.
"You scoundrel, what exactly do you want?"
The Sect Leader's voice trembled with restrained anger.
She had always cultivated calmness and suppressed her emotions.
But in front of this boy, she just couldn't keep it together.
After all, she was human—not some divine being beyond desire.
She had emotions. That was normal.
"Sect Leader, what else? I still want to bully your disciple. It's way more fun than bullying you."
"I whipped you for so long and you didn't even flinch. No reaction at all. No sense of accomplishment."
Su Qing pouted.
He had hit her, sure, but she just stood there like a rock, silent and unmoved.
It was satisfying, but only barely.
"Then… then hit me again. I'll react this time."
The Sect Leader paused, then gave him a compromise.
"Forget it. Faked reactions are nothing like real ones."
"Your disciple's already agreed to take your punishment. You just stay over there and watch."
Su Qing had no intention of letting the divine girl go. He raised his hand, ready to pull her from the Sect Leader's arms.
"Master…!"
Ye Xueyi instantly understood her master's mischievous owner's intentions and quickly held on tight.
Her body trembled slightly, her downcast eyes filled with guilt.
Ganging up to bully her master—of course it didn't feel good.
But—there was no other choice.
She knew her master would never bow, even if it meant death.
But the conflict between them had reached a deadlock. Someone had to yield.
One side was her master. The other, her lover.