Being Yue Buqun’s Disciple, My Master’s Wife is Teasing Me! Chapter 3: Since we are looking for excitement, lets follow it to the end!

Behead me with a sword? .. That Yue Buqun? Ridiculous!

Yang Huan mumbled to himself, now that he had taken his seat.

Rather than immediately succumbing to sleep, he instead sat cross-legged and began to practice the Flying Rainbow Mental Technique.

At this critical juncture, Yang Huan’s sense of impending doom intensified.

He harbored no certainty regarding how long his clandestine affair with Ning Zhongzhi could remain concealed.

Should this secret be brought to light, Yue Buqun’s retribution would be absolute.

Perhaps it would be today, perhaps tomorrow, or perhaps the day after…

Yet, the starting point for Yue Buqun was merely a late Houtian cultivator, and now, he was even brandishing his sword against his own Sect, engaging in the practice of wicked sword techniques.

Yang Huan held the conviction that it would not be long before Yue Buqun achieved a breakthrough into the Innate Realm.

Once Yue Buqun attained the Innate level, Yang Huan acknowledged that he would be utterly incapable of confronting him at his current stage.

Having already embarked on this illicit path, lamenting his actions now would serve no purpose.

Furthermore, in this particular situation, Yang Huan harbored no reservations about his choices.

Without this turn of events, he dreaded to think how much longer it would take for him to reach the Houtian realm, let alone the fact that he possessed no supreme divine techniques.

As the common saying goes, one cannot conceal fire with paper; it was highly probable that deceiving Yue Buqun about his affair with Ning Zhongzhi would prove exceedingly difficult.

Consequently, an inevitable confrontation between him and Yue Buqun was on the horizon.

At that decisive moment, it would be a question of whether the master would enact a purge of his own household and eliminate the disloyal disciple, or if he, the disloyal disciple, would display the audacity to usurp his master, desecrate his ancestors, and seize the position for himself. Ultimately, it would hinge on each individual’s prowess!

Therefore, for the coming days, Yang Huan resolved to dedicate himself to more rigorous training and diligently seek out methods to enhance his martial power!

He persisted in his practice until the late hours of the night, eventually succumbing to exhaustion and sleep.

The following day, as the first light of dawn began to break.

It was the depths of winter, and the sky still lay shrouded in darkness before the sun’s ascent.

However, the disciples of the Huashan School were already stirring, roused from their slumber.

Naturally, their early awakening was dedicated to the rigorous practice of their martial arts.

Despite the current state of diminished glory for the Huashan School, its disciples remained exceptionally diligent in their martial cultivation practices.

Yang Huan was no exception, making his way to the training grounds.

In total, the Huashan Sect comprised over a hundred disciples, yet only approximately seventy had assembled on the training grounds.

The responsibility of leading these morning drills had historically fallen to Linghu Chong; however, with Linghu Chong’s recent expulsion from the Sect, Laoduo had assumed this role.

Seventh Junior Brother, why have you graced us with your presence as well?

Laoduo expressed a slight degree of surprise upon noticing Yang Huan and inquired.

Their status differed from that of ordinary disciples; they were Yue Buqun’s personal disciples.

Generally speaking, these inner disciples were not obligated to participate in the training sessions alongside the outer disciples.

The reason for this disparity lay in the fact that the techniques taught to ordinary disciples were merely superficial martial arts.

In contrast, they, the direct disciples, were privy to the true, profound teachings.

The confines of my courtyard are too restrictive for practice, so I ventured here to observe. Yang Huan offered as his explanation.

I see. Laoduo gestured towards a cleared area and remarked, That section over there offers ample space; you may proceed with your practice there. Should you require any assistance from your Senior Brother, do not hesitate to call.

Thank you kindly, Second Senior Brother. Yang Huan expressed his gratitude, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect.

Yang Huan then proceeded to the designated area and commenced his solitary practice.

The training ground itself was quite expansive, indeed possessing slightly more space than his personal courtyard.

As for the potential exposure of his swordsmanship, Yang Huan had not devoted much thought to this particular concern.

He executed a sequence of the Long Rainbow Sword Technique, and each movement flowed with undeniable mastery.

Given that dawn had yet to fully break, the number of observers was minimal.

Laoduo, lacking any particular interest in his Seventh Junior Brother’s endeavors, paid no heed to his swordplay.

However, a keen observer would have recognized that the sophistication displayed in this swordsmanship was undoubtedly capable of surpassing the abilities of any practitioner within the Five Mountain Sword Schools Alliance!

The Long Rainbow Sword Technique, bestowed upon him by the system, represented merely a fundamental outline of the complete art.

To achieve true mastery of the Long Rainbow Sword Technique, he understood that extensive personal practice was an absolute necessity.

In the realm of practice, Yang Huan demonstrated a remarkable level of diligence and dedication.

Given the scarcity of entertainment options in this world and his own lack of financial resources, he found himself with few alternative pursuits aside from martial practice.

Following two hours of continuous training, Yang Huan’s body was slick with perspiration.

Engaging in sword training constituted a profoundly physically demanding activity.

Especially with the Long Rainbow Sword Technique, characterized by its aggressive and unpredictable maneuvers, the execution of the entire sword form could exact a significant toll on one’s stamina.

A person of ordinary constitution might find themselves utterly spent, collapsing to the ground long before completing even a single iteration of the sword forms.

He returned to his courtyard and procured a bottle of cold water to cleanse himself.

Enduring a frigid shower in the dead of winter was certainly not for the faint of heart.

However, Yang Huan was no longer the person he used to be.

The rigid nature of the Flying Rainbow Mental Technique shielded him from the biting cold.

Having broken a sweat during his training, the cold shower left him not chilled, but invigorated!

After his ablutions and dressing, he proceeded to the cafeteria for a meal.

Post-breakfast, Yang Huan made his way directly to Yue Buqun's courtyard.

Upon reaching the serene courtyard, he offered a deeply respectful bow towards the residence, announcing, "Disciple Yang Huan pays his respects to Master and Madam."

Creakk!

The door swung open, revealing a stunning madam.

"Why are you here so early?" Ning Zhongzhi inquired softly.

"I've come to pay my respects to Master and Madam," Yang Huan replied. He subtly surveyed the interior, then asked, "Is Master not present?"

"Your Master departed some time ago."

"In that case, it appears I've arrived at an opportune moment."

With a playful grin, Yang Huan looked towards Ning Zhongzhi and gently nudged her, attempting to enter the room.

Ning Zhongzhi, taken aback by Yang Huan's sudden move, quickly realized his intentions.

She hastily stepped to block him, pleading, "Yang Huan, no!"

"What if someone arrives, or if your Master returns..."

Yang Huan smoothly cut her off, "Madam, since we've embarked on this path of seeking excitement, we might as well see it through to its conclusion."

[Ding! Engaging in illicit relations with the master's wife once more, triggering an evil deed.]

[Ding! Reward: Long Rainbow Sword Technique, Great Success!]

Yang Huan: .?

This counts as a great success?

Naturally, it does!

Had he known achieving this was so effortless, he wouldn't have bothered with all that laborious practice!

Lying on his bed, Yang Huan entered a state of deep contemplation, his mind racing.

His current cultivation was at the early Houtian stage, and the Long Rainbow Sword Technique had reached its zenith.

While this martial skill might not be top-tier, it certainly wasn't insignificant.

Within the Five Mountain Sword Schools Alliance, it was unlikely many could pose a threat to him.

However, it remained uncertain if he could best Yue Buqun, who resided in the Innate realm.

"I suppose I can consider myself the strongest among the younger generation at this point."

"Yet, when set against formidable figures like Yaoyue Lianxing, Ximen Chuuxue, and Ye Gucheng, I fear I still fall considerably short."

"It seems I must continue to commit more transgressions to enhance my power."

"What further wicked deeds could I possibly commit?"

While Yang Huan was lost in thought, approaching footsteps could be heard from outside the door.

"Mom, are you awake? I'm coming in."

With those words, Yue Lingshan pushed open the door and entered directly.