**452 Not Allowed, Not Allowed**
Jiang Huai had certainly helped women bathe before.
Previously, he often enjoyed bubble baths together with Wanwan and Qingyu. As cultivators, they were inherently untainted by the dust of the world, and bathing was mostly a matter of enjoying the sensation of water enveloping them. Jiang Huai was quite skilled at creating bubbles.
But at this moment, he felt an intense sense of panic.
Jiang Zhi stood quietly, casting a sidelong glance at him, her playful tone tinged with a hint of coldness, “What are you waiting for?”
Only then did Jiang Huai move to her side to help her out of her qipao. Underneath the garment, she wore a snug white corset that showcased her delicate, smooth body. After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Huai positioned himself behind her and unfastened the corset’s buckle.
His movements were gentle and slow, yet Jiang Zhi showed no signs of shyness. Even as the corset slipped from her, her eyes remained calm. Jiang Huai found himself sliding his fingers down to her waist, grasping the strings of her underwear, and giving a gentle tug.
As Jiang Huai became increasingly unable to meet Jiang Zhi’s gaze, her growing impatience was evident in her eyes. Gritting his teeth, he stepped in front of her and extended his hand, “Sister, come to the bath with me.”
“Now that’s more like it,” Jiang Zhi said, her earlier dissatisfaction fading. The corners of her pink lips curled upward as she followed Jiang Huai into the bath. He guided her to sit first on the steps leading into the bath, then carefully poured flower dew over her collarbone and back, using his fingertips to blend it in, massaging gently.
Jiang Zhi slightly narrowed her eyes, seemingly enjoying Jiang Huai’s attention. Yet his head was growing increasingly hazy; wherever his hands touched, they were met with soft, supple skin. Water rippled in the bath as he worked to cover every inch of her body with the flower dew. The upper body was manageable—Jiang Zhi’s skin had already taken on a faint sheen, and she showed no signs of modesty, her cheeks betraying not a hint of embarrassment.
Jiang Huai formed a hand sign, temporarily pushing the bathwater aside, half-squatting next to Jiang Zhi’s legs, pouring flower dew onto her slender, smooth thighs. Just moments later, a sudden chime rang in his ear.
**[Pavilion Master Jiang Zhi, Ninth Realm, Seventh Layer cultivation. In her long life, having already reached the pinnacle of the world, she seems to look down upon everything. However, her heart has long been vacuous. The prolonged loneliness has nearly driven her mad, while your appearance is a glimmer of hope to pierce through her long, empty existence. You vaguely sense that Jiang Zhi holds a special place for you, that an unspoken secret lies between you, which is why she disregards everything in front of you. This delicate, gentle female body is offered to you—how can you not savor it? Mission Objective: While applying the flower dew, find a way to stir her lust; she may not refuse your rough embrace. Then, use the Yin-Yang Joy of Union Secret Method to make her addicted to dual cultivation with you, becoming submissive and obedient. Mission Reward: Chaos Starry Sky Iron.**]
“Damn it, why is a mission being issued at this moment?”
Jiang Huai would not admit that he harbored any inappropriate thoughts towards Jiang Zhi. Despite her perfect, voluptuous figure and her relaxed demeanor that suggested she wouldn’t resist any wrongdoing, everything about her remained a mystery. She always left him feeling a vague danger.
After all, with her cultivation level, a single thought could send him spiraling into oblivion. An ancient woman with thousands of years of experience was difficult to read.
Curiosity led Jiang Huai to search the system mall for the Chaos Starry Sky Iron, and after a moment of distraction, he was taken aback.
**[Chaos Starry Sky Iron: An original substance from the time of primordial chaos, useful for sword forging. A forged blade would ignore the spiritual barriers of cultivators below the Tenth Realm.]**
This item was marked as a Divine Spirit grade in the system mall, and if he wanted to exchange it, he would need millions of points. Jiang Huai merely looked, not daring to entertain any improper thoughts. Coming back to his senses, he had already moved to Jiang Zhi’s calf, gently holding one of her delicate, fair legs and carefully applying the flower dew.
Her skin truly was excessively smooth, and Jiang Huai focused solely on her calf, not daring to look away. After all, Jiang Zhi’s legs were not tightly closed, and he had inadvertently glimpsed her tender sweetness earlier. At present, Jiang Huai felt like Little Huai was in pain.
He had just been punished by this woman, all thanks to the Overlord Art.
His actions were careful and earnest, but his breathing became hurried. Meanwhile, Jiang Zhi simply sat there, her light purple eyes calmly gazing at his face. Watching him struggle against rising desires, she felt a twinge of amusement within her heart.
After finishing his application on the calf, he moved to her white and tender little feet. Jiang Zhi’s feet were stunning, her slender frame lending an elegant delicacy to her small feet. At that moment, her toes flexed slightly, gently moving as if to tease Jiang Huai, causing his hand to tremble even more.
“Your hands are very warm,” Jiang Zhi suddenly spoke softly.
Jiang Huai dared not meet her gaze and answered quietly, “Sister, are you not feeling well?”
“Not exactly,” Jiang Zhi replied calmly, slowly raising one hand. Her fingers, white and delicate, trailed down towards her lower abdomen, parting slightly between her index and ring fingers. Noticing Jiang Huai’s distracted state, she suddenly called softly, “Look.”
The instant Jiang Huai turned, he was seized by shock and confusion, his mind a hazy whirl, instinctually driving him to pounce, to ravage this daring woman. But the remnants of his rationality warned him that if he did so, he would find death in the next moment. Yet Jiang Zhi seemed oblivious to his internal struggle, gently asking, “Is it beautiful?”
From hundreds of years ago, this was prepared solely for you. Even she had not dared to touch it for centuries.
Watching Jiang Huai, who was so clearly oblivious to everything, Jiang Zhi couldn’t help but laugh. But as she laughed, everything in front of her gradually became hazy, as if a layer of mist had formed.
Jiang Huai noticed the tears accumulating on her eyelashes, watching as they glided down her cheeks. The previous desires slowly melted away, and he asked blankly, “Sister, why are you suddenly crying?”
Jiang Zhi came to her senses, extending her finger to touch a tear on her cheek. Looking at the shimmering droplet on her fingertip, she chuckled self-deprecatingly, “It’s nothing; just do what you need to do.”
“If there’s anything bothering you, you can tell me…” Jiang Huai softly touched her slender, delicate foot, speaking in a gentle, slow tone. Jiang Zhi gazed at his profile, as if some soft spot in her heart had stirred lightly, but after a moment, her smile took on more of a self-mocking essence.
What could she possibly tell him? To divulge that her life had long been scripted, that it was fated, to share that she was merely a toy meant for him?
Jiang Zhi remained silent, her indifference compelling Jiang Huai to cease his inquiries. After carefully applying the flower dew evenly, Jiang Huai looked up at her cautiously and softly asked, “Should I apply it to your back too?”
Jiang Zhi stood up in the bath and approached Jiang Huai, then turned around, exposing her slender back to him.
Reluctantly, Jiang Huai picked up the flower dew again, applying it to her full, peach-like buttocks. However, thinking back to Jiang Zhi’s misty-eyed expression, his desires simmered down a bit, no longer as painfully intense as before.
After quite a while, Jiang Huai, grinning and barely containing himself, exclaimed, “Sister, all done, all done!”
He felt a sense of relief, taking a small breath inward. Moments later, Jiang Zhi turned to face him, her serene eyes locking onto him as she said, “You, take off your clothes.”
“W-w-why should I take off my clothes?” Jiang Huai instinctively took a step back, but the instant he did, his clothes were shattered completely, flying out of the bath. Jiang Zhi moved closer, casually stating, “Weren’t you just filled with desire? Let me help you out.”
“N-no, that’s not necessary…”
Yet Jiang Huai’s protests fell on deaf ears. Jiang Zhi closed the distance between them, pressing against his chest. Suddenly, she reached out, gently wrapping her arms around his neck. Before he could utter a word, she trapped Little Huai between her closed legs.
She slightly rose on her toes, her crimson lips brushing against Jiang Huai’s ear, “If you don’t ask for permission this time, I’ll cut off that thing of yours.”
…………
“Sister, I—”
“Not allowed.”
“Y-you can’t just say not allowed! Sister, I—”
“Not allowed.”
“Really, no, no, no—”
“Not allowed!”
Though Jiang Zhi’s tone was cold as she repeated “not allowed,” Jiang Xiaohuai could no longer tolerate it. Moments later, he looked into Jiang Zhi’s eyes, now shadowed with a grim expression. He sensed a hint of malice from her gaze, causing him to tremble in fear. Jiang Zhi stared at him for several seconds before suddenly bursting into laughter.
“I was just teasing you. Did you remember the fear and anger from earlier?”
She retreated to the bath edge, the water enveloping her body as it cleaned her. She lifted one fair little foot, stepping back out of the bath, glancing over her shoulder with her cold, light purple eyes filled with disdain.
“Like a lustful dog.”
Jiang Huai felt thoroughly humiliated, watching as Jiang Zhi walked further away. He submerged himself in the bath, remaining there for a while before emerging, dressing himself, and sitting at the bath’s edge. He gazed into the overcast sky, lost in thought for a long time.
What on earth did this crazy woman want?
Jiang Huai realized his feelings towards Jiang Zhi were genuinely complex. On one hand, he was grateful for her earlier assistance, but on the other, he felt an intense frustration towards her. Why did she find pleasure in humiliating him? What had he done to offend her? She seemed willing to ridicule him in this manner, and although he felt frustrated, he was powerless to change it.
Jiang Huai was accustomed to meticulously preparing everything around him, hoping to keep everything within his control. But Jiang Zhi was utterly unpredictable, shattering his lazy mindset into chaos.
And there was no escaping it!
As he recalled how Jiang Zhi had humiliated him with the “not allowed” refrain, he couldn’t help but tug at his hair in frustration.
Jiang Huai could not remain passive; he must find a way to understand what this woman was truly thinking deep within her heart.
