Chapter 1287: 1287: The Ambiguity Between Master and Apprentice

Chapter 1287: Chapter 1287: The Ambiguity Between Master and Apprentice

“I’m going to speed up, so be careful,” Yin Hanyan warned Ye Fei after they stopped ascending. Although her true energy protected them from the airflow on the flying sword, inertia was still a factor.

If they accelerated too abruptly and he wasn’t careful, he might get thrown off.

“Okay,” Ye Fei replied, and to her surprise, he took a step forward and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Yin Hanyan had lived for centuries, and this was the first time a man had ever held her. Her heart skipped a beat, but instead of immediately pushing Ye Fei away, she asked, “What are you doing?”

Ye Fei’s boldness stemmed from noticing the subtle affection Yin Hanyan had for him earlier. Since she seemed hesitant, he decided to take the initiative.

Seeing that she didn’t resist, he felt more confident and feigned anxiety, saying, “Master, I rarely ride on other people’s flying swords, and I’m afraid I might lose my balance. I don’t have any true energy to fly, so if I fall, I’ll be dead for sure, right?”

Like he’d die from a fall. With his incredibly tough physique, even if you threw him down from several times higher, he’d be fine!

Yin Hanyan thought to herself. Strangely, she couldn’t bring herself to get angry at Ye Fei’s audacity.

She kind of liked the feeling of being held by him. So she ignored him and urged the flying sword forward, shooting off at a speed much faster than Wang Qi’s.

Once the acceleration ended and the flying sword stabilized, Yin Hanyan didn’t push Ye Fei away. For the first time in her life, being held by a man didn’t feel awkward to her. Instead, she felt a faint sense of delight.

Since his beautiful master didn’t object, Ye Fei had no intention of letting go. He continued to hold her and marveled at her figure.

Yin Hanyan always wore simple black clothes, which didn’t reveal much in normal circumstances.

But now that he was holding her, Ye Fei realized that her body was even more stunning than his grandma’s or his grandma’s.

Her round and firm derriere was incredibly sensual, and he could feel its shape without even looking or touching. Her waist was as slender as a teenager’s, and combined with her height of over five feet nine inches, she had the perfect hourglass figure.

Holding his master’s slender waist, Ye Fei inhaled the unique scent of a mature woman that came from her.

His “friend” from last night, who hadn’t been satisfied with his grandma, immediately stood at attention and pressed firmly against Yin Hanyan’s soft and extremely elastic derriere.

Yin Hanyan had never experienced anything like this before and didn’t immediately realize what was pressing against her. Instinctively, she reached back, gently grabbed it, and even squeezed it out of curiosity.

“Ah…” Ye Fei never expected his beautiful master to be so bold as to grab his “friend.” The pleasure of her small hand holding him tightly made him groan involuntarily.

Yin Hanyan had lived for centuries; she might not have experienced it herself, but she knew what was going on.

Her hand quickly pulled back as if it had been electrified, and she felt a wave of panic. For a moment, she almost lost control of the flying sword and nearly crashed.

“Master, I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it,” Ye Fei apologized, but he didn’t loosen his grip at all. Instead, he held her tighter, and his rigid “friend” pressed even harder against her derriere.

“It’s okay, it’s a natural reaction. I understand,” Yin Hanyan said calmly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, though inside she was far from calm.

If any other man had dared to do this to her, she would have kicked him off and obliterated him with her flying sword (of course, no other man would have gotten this close to her). But this was Ye Fei.

Since yesterday, she had already felt a vague fondness for Ye Fei, and today, when he gave her the protective mirror, that feeling had intensified.

Although she had suppressed it with her strong willpower both times, the seed of affection had already taken root.

Now, with Ye Fei’s teasing, that seed sprouted and grew rapidly, and no matter how strong her willpower was, she couldn’t control it.

Because of this, even though she knew Ye Fei was her apprentice’s man and she shouldn’t be doing this, she didn’t break free from his embrace. She was certain that she would never fall for another man in her life.

Now that she had this rare intimate contact with a man she secretly liked, it would be a wonderful memory in her long life ahead.

As for whether this would be unfair to her apprentice, she wasn’t worried at all. She had absolute self-control and would never let things go any further with Ye Fei, no matter how much she liked him.

So the two of them fell silent. Yin Hanyan secretly savored this possibly once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be close to the man she liked.

Meanwhile, Ye Fei was enjoying himself immensely, holding his beautiful master’s fragrant and sexy body, with his “friend” pressing firmly against her derriere. The only downside was that the flying sword was too stable. If it could be a bit more bumpy, like riding a horse, it would be even better.

As a Great Perfection cultivator, Yin Hanyan’s speed on the flying sword was more than ten times faster than Wang Qi’s early Transformation stage.

It took only a few minutes to reach the Heavenly Calamity Mountain Range. Then she circled and arrived at the southern side of the range.

The Heavenly Calamity Mountain Range was already in the far southwest of the True Void Realm, and since no one dared to enter the Heavenly Calamity Valley to face the tribulation, few people ever came here.

The southern side was even more deserted, with no one visiting for centuries. So digging up some stones here wouldn’t attract any attention.

Once they arrived, Yin Hanyan descended the flying sword, and Ye Fei reluctantly let go of her, complaining, “Why did it have to be so fast?”

“Isn’t fast better?” Yin Hanyan put away her flying sword, puzzled by his question.

As she turned around, she saw the prominent bulge in Ye Fei’s pants and immediately understood what he meant. She couldn’t help but blush slightly and glare at him.

Ye Fei had never seen his beautiful master look so playful and slightly angry.

Compared to her usual composed or amiable demeanor, this side of her seemed even more adorable. He couldn’t help but praise, “Master, you’re truly beautiful!”