Hiding behind the rock, Chu Feng held his breath and focused all his attention, not daring to make a single sound. As long as he could hold out until the two women left, he would immediately get dressed and leave.
At this point, he had no choice but to admit. Maybe he really was fated to be at odds with the Yaochi Holy Land. Yet again, it was this kind of seductive scene.
He hoped Zi Xin’er and Liu Shijing would leave quickly; otherwise, it was only a matter of time before he got discovered.
Just then, Chu Feng overheard the two women’s conversation and pricked up his ears. When he heard Zi Xin’er saying she intended to arrange a marriage between Liu Shijing and himself, it was like a clap of thunder. He was instantly frozen in shock.
Wh-What… what is this all about?!
***
The reason Zi Xin’er said such a thing was the result of some careful thought.
First of all, since the little guy was Xiyue’s disciple, once he recovered from his injuries, he would surely return to her side. Initially, she had only intended to look after him a little, as he was her best friend’s disciple.
But after witnessing the Nine-Pattern Sword Foundation last night, a new idea began to take root in her mind. That Yaochi Holy Land should form a connection with this young man. In the future, the Holy Land might even benefit from his rise.
Cultivation techniques, spiritual medicine, and magic treasures could only provide temporary support. After thinking it through, the only lasting solution was marriage.
Coincidentally, Saintess Liu Xueyao and Elder Liu both had close ties with this little fellow. Especially Liu Shijing, who had even had an intimate encounter with him.
So, rather than going against the tide, Zi Xin’er figured she might as well go with the flow. Not only would it fulfill a beautiful union, but it would also bind the boy more closely to the Holy Land. It was a win-win situation.
Besides, the little guy was quite to her liking: talented, obedient, and well-behaved.
Even someone like Liu Shijing was stunned by Zi Xin’er’s words. How could the Holy Master have such a notion?!
“Holy Master, please don’t joke like that!”
Liu Shijing frowned slightly. Though her expression showed some displeasure, her heart at that moment was in utter turmoil.
Zi Xin’er smiled faintly. “Since Elder Liu is unwilling, then why not ask the little guy what he thinks?”
“What?”
Liu Shijing lost her composure.
What?!
Hiding behind the rock, Chu Feng heard Zi Xin’er’s words and he instantly knew he had probably been discovered.
Instinctively, he tried to run, but a stream of water transformed into a water snake and instantly wrapped around Chu Feng’s body.
Splash!
Just like that, Chu Feng was dragged in front of Zi Xin’er and Liu Shijing.
When Chu Feng looked up, Zi Xin’er’s stunningly beautiful face was gazing down at him.
Perhaps because of the hot spring, a trace of enchantment lingered in her beautiful eyes. Her bright red lips were dewy and glossy from the steam, like rose petals kissed by morning dew.
Liu Shijing had her hair tied up, revealing her snow-white, slender neck and delicate collarbones. Below were her full, rounded peaks, partly concealed by the mist. The half-revealed beauty gave off a kind of holy knight aura.
“Y-You little brat! What are you doing here?!”
Liu Shijing was utterly shocked. She bit her red lips lightly, crossed her arms over her chest, and in doing so pushed her rounded peaks even higher.
It’s over!
Chu Feng’s worst fear had come true.
He’d been caught and what awaited him was probably a leg-breaking punishment.
He quickly shut his eyes and said, “Aunt Zi, Senior, I didn’t see anything! Really, please believe me!”
Seeing Chu Feng tightly closing his eyes, Zi Xin’er didn’t seem to mind at all. She simply asked, “Little one, don’t be afraid. What do you think of Elder Liu?”
Although Liu Shijing wore an expression of embarrassment and annoyance, refusing to look directly at Chu Feng, the corners of her beautiful eyes still drifted toward him at the Holy Master’s question.
What the—?!
Chu Feng hadn’t expected Aunt Zi to toss such a tricky question to him!
While observing Liu Shijing’s expression, he replied, “Um… Senior is a good person.”
“So that means you don’t dislike her.”
“……”
Chu Feng didn’t respond, but he did nod slightly.
Even though everything had happened in a messy and confusing way, it was now an established fact. He wasn’t the type to be a scumbag. The problem was… it seemed like Senior didn’t like him very much.
Haah… this is really difficult.
If this were a dating sim, at least there’d be some choices to select. But here, not only are there no choices, there’s not even a single hint.
“Elder Liu, do you dislike this little one?”
Zi Xin’er asked calmly.
Upon hearing this question, Liu Shijing’s lovely face flushed a deep red, and even her slender neck above the water was tinged with color.
She didn’t answer. She kept silent and tightly shut her eyes.
Seeing Liu Shijing like this, Chu Feng rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
It seemed like Senior might have a bit of a tsundere streak.
But he wasn’t entirely sure. Because being tsundere required one key thing first: liking someone.
As for whether Liu Shijing liked him or not, Chu Feng wasn’t sure. After all, Liu Shijing had always thought he was trying to make a move on the pure and delicate Saintess sister.
Haah… A woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. It is impossible to grasp.
Seeing this, Zi Xin’er didn’t say anything further.
Splash—
Zi Xin’er suddenly stood up, and Chu Feng quickly shut his eyes.
Soon after, another splash was heard. Most likely, it was Liu Shijing standing up as well.
A moment later, a gentle voice rang out.
“You can open your eyes now, little one.”
Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes and saw that only Zi Xin’er remained.
She was now wearing a white silk robe. A white sash at her waist accentuated her slender figure.
The front of the robe was slightly puffed out, its curves clearly visible to the naked eye. Beneath the hem, her fair calves and feet peeked out. In one word…it was exquisite.
Her long hair flowed down like a waterfall, and combined with the silk robe, Zi Xin’er no longer looked like the holy goddess from before…she now resembled an elegant, alluring noblewoman.
Chu Feng glanced around but didn’t see any sign of Liu Shijing.
“Aunt Zi, where did Senior go?”
Zi Xin’er looked at Chu Feng, the coldness in her eyes fading slightly, and said, “She went back first.”
Well, that confirmed it. Chu Feng was now certain he probably wouldn’t be seeing Liu Shijing for the next few days.
He just didn’t know if her impression of him had taken a major hit.
With a flick of her fingers, Zi Xin’er summoned a tea table and two floor cushions.
Feeling Zi Xin’er’s gaze, Chu Feng’s cheeks flushed red. Embarrassed, he said, “Aunt Zi, could you… close your eyes for a moment? I, uh, need to get dressed.”
Zi Xin’er closed her beautiful eyes at his words, and Chu Feng quickly took the opportunity to put on his clothes.
The moment he finished dressing, before he could even say he was ready, Zi Xin’er opened her eyes, as if she had been watching him the whole time.
Chu Feng quietly sat down across from Zi Xin’er, behaving himself.
Zi Xin’er skillfully brewed the tea and, with a graceful hand, poured two cups.
“Little one, have a taste.”
“Oh, okay. Thank you, Aunt Zi.”
Chu Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea instantly turned into pure spiritual energy, flowing into his body.
Whoa! This feeling… it was even more potent than taking a medicinal pill.
Putting down the teacup, Chu Feng asked, “Aunt Zi, did you call me here today just to ask about that matter with Senior?”
Zi Xin’er took a light sip with her gaze calm and replied, “That’s just one reason. There’s something else….your master Xiyue will be arriving in the next few days.”
“Master is coming?!”
Chu Feng spoke with a mix of surprise and excitement…..exactly thirty percent surprise, and seventy percent joy. This was huge news. Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since he last saw his master.
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