After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 23 - Still sweet?

Chapter 23: Still sweet?

Chu Xianning’s expression was somewhat complex.

“So, why did you keep the fact that you cultivated the Immaculate Golden Body from me?”

At this moment, Jiang Huai’s face showed a hint of grievance.

“I never kept it from Master. It was Master who stopped inquiring about my cultivation since I was fifteen.”

Chu Xianning was taken aback, but upon reflection, it seemed to be true.

Chu Xianning had nothing left to teach Jiang Huai, so naturally, she stopped asking about his cultivation. She had always adopted a laissez-faire approach to educating Jiang Huai, letting him do as he pleased without interference, except when he got into serious trouble and needed her to intervene. Like the conflict with Alchemy Mountain, Chu Xianning simply stood behind Jiang Huai with indifference, fulfilling her duty as his master.

“Oh.”

Chu Xianning, knowing she was at fault, turned her face away again and responded lightly.

“This time at the sect competition, I will take the top spot, and at the end of the year at the Eastern Region competition, I will also find a way to win.”

Jiang Huai softly assured Chu Xianning.

But Chu Xianning just glanced at him faintly, “Why are you so obsessed with this?”

“I promised Master.” Jiang Huai blinked at her.

But Chu Xianning just looked at him calmly.

“I never needed you to be famous in the Eastern Region. I know you’re not ambitious; as long as you’re at peace with your own cultivation, that’s fine.”

Jiang Huai nodded gently, “Don’t worry, Master, I know my limits.”

As he spoke, he stretched lazily and couldn’t help but sigh softly.

“If Luo Qingyu’s mother had been like Master, then Luo Qingyu wouldn’t have been as fragile as before.”

“I’m glad I have a good mother.”

Chu Xianning’s body trembled slightly.

She couldn’t explain why, but when Jiang Huai called her mother as a child, she didn’t mind at all; on the contrary, she felt a warm feeling in her heart.

The young Jiang Huai was so well-behaved and never annoyed her, always trying to make her happy. But as Jiang Huai grew up, until he was fifteen, he suddenly switched from calling her mother to sister, and Chu Xianning suddenly wanted to beat him.

Later, after being disciplined, Jiang Huai obediently changed to calling her Master and never called her mother again. Now that he suddenly called her that again, Chu Xianning felt an inexplicable discomfort.

“What’s wrong, Master?” Jiang Huai seemed to notice Chu Xianning’s change and immediately asked with concern.

“It’s nothing.”

Chu Xianning replied indifferently, “I am your Master, you must not call me anything else.”

“Didn’t I call you that when I was a child?” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning with a wronged expression.

“Does mother dislike me now that I’ve grown up?”

“I’ll count to three.” Chu Xianning spoke coldly.

In an instant, Jiang Huai dropped the pitiful act and straightened up, then bowed his head.

“My mistake.”

This would save him from a beating.

As a child, the pitiful baby act worked wonders on Chu Xianning. But as he grew older and used it more often, Chu Xianning became immune to it, and if he continued to act so shamelessly, he would be punished.

Ah, Jiang Huai missed those days. Back then, when they were tired from practicing swordsmanship, they would sit in the courtyard, and even if Jiang Huai fell asleep on Chu Xianning’s lap, she wouldn’t get angry.

Now, if he dared to say he wanted to sleep on Chu Xianning’s lap, he probably wouldn’t live to see the next day’s sun.

“How are your injuries lately, Master?” Jiang Huai asked softly.

Chu Xianning’s hidden injuries had persisted for years. When she was younger, Jiang Huai would massage her shoulders and head when her injuries flared up. Although it was a drop in the bucket for relieving pain, it was better than nothing. But as he grew up, Chu Xianning no longer allowed him to do so.

“Better.”

“I’ve been massaging Qingyu’s body lately to relieve the meridians, and I feel like my technique has improved. Would you like to try, Master?”

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, looking cautiously at Chu Xianning.

He was prepared for her to refuse immediately, but Chu Xianning did not reject him within two seconds, so Jiang Huai sensed hope and continued softly.

“Just a shoulder massage.”

Chu Xianning seemed to give an almost imperceptible nod of her chin.

So Jiang Huai stood up and moved behind her.

Master’s hair was tied up. Chu Xianning had never cared much about her appearance because she was naturally beautiful. Even in a simple white robe, she could captivate anyone who saw her. Over the years, under Jiang Huai’s coaxing, she had learned a few ways to style her hair and occasionally wore beautiful dresses.

Jiang Huai’s hand gently rested on Chu Xianning.

Chu Xianning never liked others touching her body because she seemed to be more sensitive than ordinary people because of her physique constitution. The moment Jiang Huai’s hand touched her, her body tensed up.

His fingertips, through the fabric, gently grasped Chu Xianning’s smooth shoulders and softly said, “Master, relax a little.”

Chu Xianning didn’t speak, and Jiang Huai continued to massage her gently.

Jiang Huai’s massage technique was something he exchanged from the system, not some cheap trick to take advantage, but rather an actual method that used faint spiritual energy to stimulate the meridians, which had a calming and fatigue-relieving effect. Chu Xianning’s shoulders were still too delicate. When Jiang Huai’s hand moved to her neck, Chu Xianning’s body trembled slightly again.

Indeed, she was still not used to it.

It was kind of awkward.

Chu Xianning knew Jiang Huai meant well, so she bit her lip and didn’t say anything more to resist, letting him knead her shoulders and neck. Jiang Huai’s hands soon moved to her arms, and Chu Xianning sat quietly, not making a sound.

But Jiang Huai always felt like her tense expression was as if he was torturing her, and she was enduring it with difficulty.

After a while, Chu Xianning spoke indifferently, “That’s enough.”

So Jiang Huai obediently withdrew his hands and sat back down across from Chu Xianning, picking up the leftover tea from the table and taking a sip.

“Master, I have a strange question.”

“Go ahead.”

“I read in ancient texts that the Flower Spirit Body secretes sweet fluids. When you drink tea, do you also taste sweetness from your own saliva?”

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Jiang Huai blinked at Chu Xianning, his eyes filled with pure curiosity.

Chu Xianning was silent for a moment.

The angle of this question was tricky, and she didn’t know how to answer.

“I don’t know,” she said.

“I think this question is interesting. If Master has always tasted sweetness in water since childhood, then Master probably doesn’t know the original taste of water, right?”

“That would be the logical conclusion,” Chu Xianning replied indifferently.

“So what does it taste like? Is it slightly sweet? Very sweet? Like the refreshing sweetness of dew? Or… I remember when Master sealed her cultivation to teach me swordsmanship, the little beads of sweat on her forehead were so sweet, with a faint floral scent.”

Jiang Huai hadn’t even finished speaking when Chu Xianning silently picked up the teacup from the table and emotionlessly poured all the tea over his face.

Yes, Master Chu Xianning was actually quite impolite.

“Still sweet?”

Chu Xianning glanced at him sideways.

“Not sweet anymore,” Jiang Huai muttered as he wiped his face with a handkerchief.

“Master, you know me, I’m just curious. The ancient texts also say that the body fluids secreted by Flower Spirit Body women have healing effects similar to musk. Is that true?”

“I don’t know.”

“I think we can look at the issue dialectically. For example, when Master was injured in the past, did you ever feel that swallowing saliva made the injury heal faster?”

“You’re so annoying,” Chu Xianning killed Jiang Huai’s curiosity.

“Fine, I won’t ask anymore.” Jiang Huai bowed his head in silence.

…Actually, he was just curious. In the past three months, when he lay on the sickbed, every time he drank the medicinal concoction for his recovery, he always felt a hint of sweetness like honey in the bitter medicine.

Was it an illusion or not?

…But he definitely wouldn’t dare to ask.

If he did, it would mean he hadn’t been hung from a tree and beaten for a while, and his skin was itching for it.

Ding————

【You have long been curious about Chu Xianning’s Flower Spirit Body. Every time Master Chu Xianning gets drunk, her personality changes drastically. Tonight, take out the peach blossom wine you’ve treasured for a long time, get Master drunk, and while she is in a daze, secretly pry open her lips and taste if the nectar is as sweet as the fragrance of her body.】

【Task Reward: low-grade experience scroll*10, black lace garter*1.】

Jiang Huai silently dragged the newly issued task to his to-do list.

It’s true that Chu Xianning would be dazed when drunk, but she wouldn’t be completely unconscious. She might not hold him accountable while intoxicated, but if she remembered the incident after waking up, he could say goodbye to this world.

Jiang Huai’s curiosity was scratching at his heart like a kitten’s claws. As the saying goes, lust leads to all kinds of evil, and he was already contemplating whether to take out the jar of peach blossom wine he had treasured for a year and get drunk with his master tonight. He wanted to see how drunk his master would get and whether he should embrace the spirit of inquiry and put it to the test.

But Chu Xianning had already stood up.

“I’m going to sleep.”

Jiang Huai was startled for a moment but still softly replied, “Good night, Master.”

As Chu Xianning stood up, Jiang Huai began to tidy up the teacups on the table. Watching Chu Xianning’s back disappear from his sight, their eyes seemed to meet for a brief moment as the door closed. Her eyes were always so clear and cold, like the lonely moon in the sky.

Yet, seeing those clear and cold eyes, the strange desires in Jiang Huai’s heart quietly melted away.

No matter what, Master Chu Xianning had always treated him extremely well since he was young, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she treated him as her own. But all he could think about every day were disrespectful thoughts, which was truly despicable.

Thinking this, Jiang Huai silently slapped his own face, finished tidying up the tea set, and stood up to check on Luo Qingyu to see if the girl had obediently gone to sleep.

He quietly opened the door, but as he did, he seemed to hear the faint sound of the girl’s breathing. Realizing that it might not be the right time, he was about to close the door again, but Luo Qingyu heard the slight noise and asked in a hurried and slightly sharp voice,

“Who is it?”

“It’s me… I wanted to see if you were sleeping obediently.”

“Qingyu… hasn’t slept yet.”

“Then go to sleep soon, okay?”

“I want… to have my feet pinched,” Luo Qingyu cooed softly.