When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

Chu Xianlan was not a bold, unrestrained, or insatiable person.

His sense of shame was always evident to heaven and earth, and now, examining his actions, his face was burning with embarrassment... But after all, he had been helped by his master in the spirit medicine pool last time, and this time, he was determined to use this method to cover up the unpleasant memories left by the backlash from the transfer.

So... don't overthink it, just go with the flow, it's logical, and you should go with the flow! Isn't that what you said?

However, when Chu Xianlan truly confronted her real and hidden fears, she couldn't help but freeze.

Qi Xiu has always been good at identifying and solving problems, but this question was far beyond his scope, and he didn't even know where to start.

Regret.

At this moment, the two were so close that they could hear each other's breaths. Chu Xianlan felt the other person's nose brush against his ear, and the hot, moist breath sprayed into his ear. He felt both unbearable and thirsty, and he shuddered.

The arrogant, rebellious persona he had just displayed was completely forgotten.

I regret it. I shouldn't have made that decision. I only have one thought in my mind—he's bad at games and loves to play games. That's exactly the kind of person he is.

But things have come to this point, and we can't just leave our master hanging; those two will probably be traumatized.

You dug your own hole, so you have to jump in!

He gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and charged forward. His head was throbbing with blood, and the heat emanating from his cheeks was almost suffocating.

Measuring inch by inch in disbelief, a question mark slowly appeared above Chu Xianlan's head. Her mind went blank, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

?

This... I never noticed before.

wrong.

Who would peek at this for no reason?!

"...Will you hate it?"

The ambiguous question left Chu Xianlan stumped. How was she supposed to answer it?

He swallowed hard, bit his lip, and refused to answer, choosing instead to immerse himself in solving this advanced problem, proceeding with trepidation.

...

He didn't know how much time had passed. In his confusion, Chu Xianlan remembered that his master had an ice spirit root and his body was cold. He should be naturally cold-blooded, right? Why was the temperature of his palm burning so hot that his mind was completely blank?

Feeling extremely uncomfortable, the boy's clumsy and bewildered movements were like scratching an itch through a boot, but the other person was not satisfied with his performance. They held his trembling hand in their large hand and slowly guided him.

Yi Chen's eyes grew darker and darker, and his embrace became tighter and tighter. Their hair became intertwined, like hunters finally closing their nets, unhurriedly dragging their possessions into their territory, leaving no place for escape.

"Hmm... well done."

"Good girl."

While forcing his disciples to follow his pace, he would also shower them with affectionate praise, as if he were coaxing them.

This is simply... Chu Xianlan has never been praised so much that she blushed so deeply. Being praised at this time is no different from being publicly executed!

Unable to contain himself, he pleaded, "Master... please stop talking..."

He didn't know how much time had passed when his chin was roughly pulled down and his lips were sealed to the ground. He met those eyes filled with desire, yet unwilling to look away from his face. Chu Xianlan trembled as he was kissed, held tightly, and closed his eyes.

……

The commotion deep within the mine gradually subsided.

The cleaning technique wiped away all traces again, but it couldn't dispel the lingering ambiguous atmosphere.

The strange sensation seemed to linger in her palm. Chu Xianlan held her head and squatted alone behind a rock to calm herself down, trying not to recall what had just happened.

Of the three thousand great paths, the path of filial piety is utterly ruined.

Chu Xianlan's mind was filled with a jumble of fragmented images, and she suddenly remembered some of Hua Ling's wild words—saying that the snake demon had two... cough.

I inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

In this light, perhaps because he is a half-demon, Master's demonic characteristics are not complete. Fortunately, it's not that bad... not that bad...

He realized he was thinking shameless things again and punched himself hard on the forehead.

Yi Chen removed the spiritual energy barrier and had just circled around to his side when he saw his disciple self-harming. He pulled the man up and rubbed his forehead, "What are you doing? Doesn't it hurt?"

Seeing her master's pure and innocent appearance, Chu Xianlan felt even more distressed.

What did he just do?!

Those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. If it were an outsider, they would be able to perceive the satisfied weariness in Yi Chen's words.

Chu Xianlan shook her head guiltily, her gaze wandering towards the depths of the mine. Pointing into the distance, she said to herself, "Master, that looks quite fun over there. Shall we go for a look?"

Yi Chen's eyes were slightly lowered as he looked in the direction of Yi Chen's fingertips.

The mine was pitch black, filled with nothing but rocks; it was impossible to tell what was fun about it.

But Yi Chen didn't expose him, and nodded, saying, "Okay."

Hua Ling hit the nail on the head, and the sweet double digging was realized.