After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 71 - That ruthless

Chapter 71: That ruthless

Chu Xianning became somewhat dazed.

She suddenly remembered the time when she had seen Luo Yueguan practicing the Immaculate Golden Body, with her standing by to protect her. There’s a critical phase in cultivating the Immaculate Golden Body where, no matter how much pain you endure, you must not faint. If you do, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and you might even damage your meridians.

Back then, Luo Yueguan was rolling on the ground in agony, tears streaming down her face, while Chu Xianning stood by helplessly, only able to silently watch her. Eventually, she thought of something and tried to embrace Luo Yueguan, but Luo Yueguan bit down hard on her shoulder as if trying to crush it.

Now, her rebellious disciple was also cultivating the Immaculate Golden Body, but she didn’t know what to do. Perhaps all she could do was to slightly lift her foot, barely satisfying the little rascal’s desire to sneak a peek at such a moment.

It felt odd, so Chu Xianning always felt a bit awkward.

“If it hurts too much… you can shout out, I won’t laugh at you,” Chu Xianning said softly after hesitating for a moment.

“I’m actually okay.”

“Trying to save face?”

“Sometimes, I still need to do it in front of my master,” Jiang Huai’s voice trembled slightly.

Under the serene moonlight, Chu Xianning’s figure was slender, and the breeze gently moved her skirt, revealing her calves.

“But I think you’re more shameless most of the time,” Chu Xianning muttered discontentedly.

She stood up, her foot stepping on the ground, and quickly approached Jiang Huai. She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his cheeks.

Jiang Huai’s body suddenly stiffened.

Although Chu Xianning’s eyes were still somewhat cold, Jiang Huai seemed to catch a glimpse of unintentional tenderness. Her movements were so earnest, her gentle gaze resting on him, and Jiang Huai felt like he was about to melt.

“How much longer?”

“One stick of incense.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for you,” Chu Xianning said softly.

She gently wiped Jiang Huai’s sweat with the handkerchief in her hand. Standing still, he suddenly heard a tinkling sound in his ear—it was the system issuing another strange task. He glanced at it quickly. It wanted him to embrace Chu Xianning in front of him, taking advantage of his current pain, which she wouldn’t bear to see him suffer through.

But Jiang Huai didn’t reach out.

He was covered in sweat and worried about dirtying Chu Xianning, who had just bathed.

The courtyard became very quiet as if even the sound of petals falling to the ground became crystal clear. Jiang Huai heard his own rapid and heavy breathing and, for some reason, he took a step back and said softly.

“It’s okay… I’ll just take a bath later, you don’t have to wipe my sweat, Master.”

Chu Xianning tilted her head.

Her eyes fixed on Jiang Huai in front of her.

Why did the little scoundrel suddenly change his ways?

But Chu Xianning never liked to force anything, so she just stood silently in front of Jiang Huai. He gazed at her, her beauty exquisite and delicate, like a fairy under the moon, cold and pure. Sometimes, Jiang Huai felt that Chu Xianning was untouchable, yet occasionally, she would show her emotions and throw little tantrums.

So sometimes Jiang Huai couldn’t tell if he was just too greedy. It seemed that every time he was about to give up, Chu Xianning would inadvertently show a charming side, reigniting his fantasies.

The time it took for one stick of incense to burn seemed to stretch on endlessly. Sweat had soaked through Jiang Huai’s clothes, and he could barely open his eyes. Finally, he reached the eighth level of the Immaculate Golden Body.

Jiang Huai took out a second pill. The ninth level was even more brutal than the eighth, and he suddenly felt timid. But with a trip to Burial Dragon Valley in two days, any extra strength would be an asset for self-preservation, and he couldn’t delay. So he bit the bullet and swallowed the pill.

Chu Xianning returned to her chair and curled up. She lowered her head and took out a small porcelain bottle containing a cool transparent liquid. She poured the liquid onto her snowy white instep and gently spread it with her fingertips.

“What’s that?” Jiang Huai asked curiously, shivering.

“Luo Yueguan gave me this floral dew. It’s for moisturizing the skin, and it smells nice after use.”

“So that’s where her scent comes from,” Jiang Huai realized with a laugh.

All external things, not as naturally fragrant as his master.

Chu Xianning was seriously spreading the floral dew on her instep, making her feet gradually shine. Her toes, like crystal grapes, wriggled slightly. The dew quickly enveloped her foot, and she stretched her leg out, gently shaking it in the air, waiting for the skin to absorb the dew. Jiang Huai was momentarily dazzled.

“Why did Master suddenly think of applying this?”

“She gave it to me, it would be a waste not to use it,”

Chu Xianning said softly. “She also gave me nail polish, but I haven’t used it yet.”

“Shall I help Master apply it later?”

“Just don’t faint.”

“Don’t worry, who am I? Iron-boned Jiang Huai Jr., a little pain won’t defeat me.”

Jiang Huai winked at Chu Xianning, but the pain contorted his features, making him look funny Chu Xianning found it funny and let out a laugh.

Jiang Huai rarely saw Chu Xianning laugh.

As a child, she was always cold, kind to him, but rarely smiling, as if the concept of laughter didn’t exist in her world. As Jiang Huai grew up, he tried various ways to make her laugh, and in the past two years, he had been quite successful. But since he lost his cultivation, he had hardly seen her smile.

Jiang Huai just watched Chu Xianning, her white dress clinging to her body, revealing her collarbone. He was filled with the thought of holding Chu Xianning’s ankle in his hand and applying the nail polish to her fair foot, hehehe, would Master blush?

Thinking about it seemed to lessen the pain. As the time for one stick of incense ended, the burning pain in his body gradually subsided. Jiang Huai took a deep breath, nearly collapsing, but he managed to stand firm and walked towards Chu Xianning.

“Master, I’ve completed the cultivation.”

“Oh…” Chu Xianning took out a small porcelain bottle containing the nail polish liquid Luo Yueguan had given her. It would color the nails when applied. This bottle was lotus-pink. Jiang Huai looked down at himself.

“Master, wait for me to bathe, I’ll be right back.”

“Oh…” Chu Xianning nodded lightly.

Jiang Huai ran to the bathhouse, and whether it was his imagination or not, he felt the water there had a faint floral scent. He bathed quickly, changed into fresh clothes, and returned to Chu Xianning, taking the porcelain bottle with the nail polish liquid. Just as he reached out to grasp Chu Xianning’s ankle, she was startled, and then her foot immediately pressed against his chest, her face wary.

“What are you trying to do?”

“Huh? Didn’t we agree to apply the nail polish liquid?”

“Just the fingernails,” Chu Xianning said with a clear gaze.,

“I won’t give you the chance to take advantage of me.”

“…” Jiang Huai looked at her gloomily.

Why did he feel like he had been tricked?

Fortunately, Jiang Huai Jr. knew how to adapt. He brought a chair to sit beside Chu Xianning, and she extended her hand to him. He gently held her wrist, then supported her hand with his palm, took the nail polish liquid, and carefully began to apply it with a small brush.

Chu Xianning looked down slightly, watching his earnest eyes.

In her memory, Jiang Huai as a child was adorable, almost too beautiful to describe. But as the little guy grew up, his features changed subtly, and his eyes seemed to look affectionately at everyone.

In the past, she mentioned finding him a partner, and overnight, countless female disciples sent spirit paper cranes to the mountain top, which kept Chu Xianning awake all night in frustration.

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This guy had lost his cultivation, but it seemed that just with his face, he could become the cherished treasure of many female cultivators.

Chu Xianning’s hands were slender, her fingers beautiful. Jiang Huai carefully applied the nail polish liquid, his movements slow, but Chu Xianning was patient.

It took a long time, but Jiang Huai finally finished painting both her fingernails. Chu Xianning raised her hand to look, and Jiang Huai immediately praised.

“It looks nice.”

“It’s just some added color, nothing special.”

“The warm color suits Master, it even makes you look a bit cuter.”

As Jiang Huai spoke, he asked, “Shall we apply it to your feet as well?”

“No.”

Chu Xianning raised her leg and pressed it against his chest, “You just want to take advantage of me.”

Jiang Huai looked down at her foot pressing against his chest, his heart starting to thump wildly again. He decided then that tonight’s The Melody of Warm Jade would be about this!

The Melody of Warm Jade was Ah Mumu’s third masterpiece after becoming famous, telling an untold story between a down-and-out scholar and a fox spirit. With its beautiful writing and ornate diction, it was highly sought after by female cultivators in the Eastern Region. And because of its racy content, many male disciples also passed it around.

Jiang Huai Jr. had no intention of becoming famous, but after submitting it to Ziyun Pavilion on a whim, it became a sensation throughout the Eastern Region within a month, and Jiang Huai even received nearly five hundred spirit stones in royalties each month.

That was no small sum.

“Master, you misunderstand me.”

“Do I?”

Chu Xianning tilted her head, “Then I’ll give you a chance to kiss me, do you want to?”

Jiang Huai immediately lowered his head, but in the next instant, Chu Xianning’s toes quickly lifted, pressing against his chin and forcing his head up high. Jiang Huai could only look up at the boundless night sky, hearing Chu Xianning’s contemptuous cold laugh.

“Little scoundrel.”

“You’re not Chu Xianning, give me back the one who always kept her word and never enforced the law unfairly,” Jiang Huai Jr. lamented tearfully.

“Close to vermilion, one gets stained red; close to ink, one gets stained black.”

Chu Xianning’s toes poked his Adam’s apple, “From now on, no more crooked thoughts, this is your first warning.”

“What will happen next time?”

“Next time I’ll step hard on your face.”

“So ruthless?”

“That ruthless.” Chu Xianning finally retracted her foot and stood up.

“I’m going to rest.”