Chapter 62: Touched the Master's Boobs

  The Dayue Sect, known to the Jianghu community as the number one sect in Jianghu, has numerous masters and is overflowing with talent. Also, because of the way people within the sect act, which is strange and unpredictable, they follow their own desires, are straightforward and not restricted by worldly etiquette. Often, disagreements would lead to life or death duels, and some members of the sect use cruel methods, frequently creating bloody karma, hence being called a demonic sect by the Jianghu community.

  For nearly a hundred years, the Dayue God Sect has been in its heyday, with its power expanding extremely, forcing the famous orthodox sects led by the Wuyue Sword Sect to join hands and form an alliance to counter the Dayue God Sect.

  Currently, the leader of the Dongfang sect is unbeatable, with a strong ambition and exceptional wisdom. Her martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, and she has almost conquered all corners of the land without meeting any opponents. Under her leadership, the power and influence of the Dayue God Sect have reached an unprecedented peak, and wherever her sword points, heroes dare not disobey.

  Unbeknownst to herself, she had been sitting in the position of the leader for eleven years. From the initial two years of excitement, to the later calmness, and then to the later numbness, Dongfang Bubai increasingly felt empty and lonely. Without any close friends or confidants, even her trusted subordinates feared her, trembling with fear in front of her, never daring to speak more than necessary. People in the martial arts world would change color at the mere mention of her name, she had become the most ruthless and evil person in the martial arts world.

  Especially in the past two years, as the proud and invincible Eastern Master, she has become increasingly cold and bewildered, surrounded by a deeper loneliness that leaves her at a loss, often wondering if this is really the life she wants. Why can't she feel even a hint of joy deep within her heart?

  To alleviate her loneliness, she often left Hei Mu Ya alone, disguising herself and blending in with the world. She was sometimes evil, sometimes good, transforming into a stunning beauty, the most beautiful courtesan in the world, and sometimes dressing up as a weak but well-read scholar, wandering the world to search for the lost laughter.

  Finally, in the fleeting years of playing games, I met Linghu Chong, this extreme narcissistic male. Passionate, impulsive, righteous,

  These four words were Dongfang Bubai's initial evaluation of Linghu Chong, leaving a deep impression on this unusual young disciple of the Hua Shan Sect in her heart.

  Yu Nang, the personal maid, was troubled by love and poisoned her, making it difficult for her to accept. The man from Songshan Sect only used her and even wanted to kill her to silence her. However, Yu Nang still chose to stab herself in the abdomen with a dagger, taking away her beautiful longing for love, and left this world.

  A love that she thought was absolutely wrong could make the people closest to her sacrifice their lives without regret, which shocked Dongfang Chujian's soul greatly. In the middle of the night, he left Si Gu Cliff alone and unexpectedly met that meddling Huashan disciple again.

  For the first time, she stole a drink, for the first time, she sang to someone else, for the first time, she danced under the moonlight, wielded a sword, laughed heartily, and talked freely about life. For the first time, she had an unusual feeling towards a man. Too many first times made her deeply trapped, unable to extricate herself.

  Nowadays, the Eastern Jun has subconsciously taken Linghu Chong as her only confidant in the mortal world, and even as her lover. However, she is not good at expressing emotions, so she can only suppress them deep down.

  In the ancient, elegant and quiet room, Linghu Chong kept serving dishes and pouring wine for Dongfang Bubai, drinking freely and talking about recent interesting events in the Jianghu world, using all his skills to tease Dongfang Bubai, who couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh lightly.

  This time, the two of them thoroughly let go of their guard and drank freely, not using internal energy to suppress the intoxicating effect. Linghu Chong naturally had absolute trust in Dongfang Bubai, while Dongfang Bubai subconsciously treated Linghu Chong as the most intimate person, and the two of them drank and sang together, with an increasingly harmonious atmosphere.

  After drinking who knows how much fine wine, the Eastern Heretic's face was finally flushed red, his drunken eyes blurry and sleepy, while Lin Pingzhi also had his legs wobbly, his thoughts confused, and his words slurred.

  Neither of them deliberately controlled themselves, and they drank two more jars of fine wine. Dongfang Bubai finally couldn't hold on, fell onto the table, and fell asleep in a daze. Linghu Chong still had some self-awareness with great effort, got up, swayed back and forth, walked to Dongfang Bubai's side, stretched out his hand to encircle her slender waist, and supported Dongfang Bubai as she lay down on the bed.

  Hurriedly covering the Eastern Unbeaten with a quilt, the unconscious Linghu Chong was about to get up when he suddenly felt dizzy and his eyes turned black, falling onto the body of Dongfang Bubai, fast asleep.

  ……

  The night fell, and the sky outside also gradually darkened. The lanterns on the street had already been hung high, and the weak candlelight illuminated the ground. Dongfang Bubai slowly opened his eyes and woke up. After all, he was a peerless master, and his physical quality was far superior to that of ordinary people. He got drunk like this, and an ordinary person would have to sleep for at least two days and two nights before they might wake up. But our Dongfang Zongshi recovered completely in just four hours.

  The Eastern Master, who had just awakened, felt something pressing on her body, causing her breathing to be somewhat labored. The sensitive area of her chest was even being grasped by something. Suddenly, she widened her eyes and a faint male breathing sound appeared beside her ear.

  Dongfang Bubai suddenly sat up, and in the dim candlelight, he angrily looked towards the head of the bed. A young man with a clear brow and eyes, exuding an air of elegance, was lying beside him, seemingly having had a good dream, with a hint of a smile on his lips, looking utterly content.

  "Get up! Get up!"

  Dongfang Bubai was taken aback for a moment before regaining her composure. She pulled Linghu Chong up and slapped him awake.

  Thinking of the scene just now, Dongfang Bu Bai's pretty face turned red with anger. As the master of the Sun and Moon Cult, I was actually held by a young man to sleep for a whole night. Being in the same room and sleeping on the same bed is one thing, but even the most sensitive part of my chest was touched, which made me feel indignant and humiliated.

  "Get up, Linghu Chong! What are you doing sleeping here!" Dongfang Bubai asked in a urgent and angry tone.

  Linghu Chong's eyes were blurry, as if he had been disturbed from a beautiful dream and was not pleased. He said casually: "Hey, stop it, Brother Dong. What's the big deal about two grown men sleeping in one bed? Hurry up and sleep."

  Having said that, Linghu Cong fell back onto his pillow and prepared to fall into a deep sleep.

  "No, no, I'm not used to sleeping with others, you can't sleep here!" Dongfang Bubai pulled Linghu Chong up again, saying resolutely.

  Linghu Chong, who was once again disturbed from his beautiful dream, seemed somewhat impatient and said: "Dong brother, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid I'll touch you? If you feel disadvantaged, then touch me back! Come on, go ahead and touch!"

  Looking at Linghu Chong's drowsy appearance, with his hands open in a careless manner, Dongfang Bubai was both embarrassed and angry, and with a burst of energy, kicked Linghu Chong off the bed.

  Linghu Chong, who had fallen under the bed, seemed to have sobered up a bit. He crawled out and walked towards the door, muttering to himself in a daze: "What a disappointment! I was having a romantic time with the leader of the sect, strolling through mountains and waters... Dongfang's daughter even invited me to eat mantou, big and soft, fragrant and delicious..."

  He pushed open the door and stepped out, walked a few steps, suddenly his body shook violently, completely waking up. It seemed that I had just rolled down from Dongfang's bed, so to speak, I slept with Dongfang for a long time?

  Good heavens, so it wasn't a dream after all. That big, white, fragrant and soft steamed bun in the dream was...

  Linghu Cong's legs were shaking with excitement, and he suddenly felt an urge to throw his head back and let out a loud howl. His mother's... is there still any king's law? I actually touched the sect leader's breast!