In the night.
Jiang Huai carefully and seriously measured Chu Xianning’s bust with a soft ruler. He actually wanted to measure with his tongue, but as soon as he leaned in, Chu Xianning pushed him away and punished him by kneeling by the bedside. He watched her, wearing a white camisole nightgown, sitting there, educating him with her white and tender little feet.
The three-day deadline had not yet arrived, so Jiang Huai had no intention of coaxing Chu Xianning into doing anything bad. However, at this moment, with his hands forced behind his back and looking up at Chu Xianning, Jiang Huai suddenly found the scene particularly amusing. Chu Xianning was no longer as shy as before, and her delicate, fair jade feet were becoming increasingly agile and seductive. Although she claimed to be punishing and teaching him a lesson, it felt more like she was gently pampering him and dealing with his desires.
Perhaps because she was no longer so shy, Chu Xianning’s slightly cold eyes, when they fell upon Jiang Huai’s eyeballs, seemed incredibly seductive. As if being stared at by Jiang Huai made her slightly displeased, she slightly bent over, her fingertips gently hooking Jiang Huai’s chin, and her voice was cold, “Accept your punishment properly, and no smiling.”
“Does Master really think this is a punishment for me from the bottom of her heart?” Jiang Huai winked at her. In an instant, Chu Xianning’s white and tender little feet clamped tightly together, and her rubbing speed suddenly increased greatly. But just as Jiang Huai tensed his back, Chu Xianning’s movements suddenly stopped. She gently kicked his chest with her toes, looking at him like this, without speaking, her eyes not blinking, as cold as a demon.
Jiang Huai wanted to reach out and grab her ankle, but Chu Xianning dodged away and gently kicked his chest again with her white and tender little feet. She said in a commanding tone, “Don’t move.” Jiang Huai obediently placed his little hands behind his back again, gazing at Chu Xianning’s white and tender little jade feet, which were now suspended in mid-air, swaying gently in front of him, with no sign of continuing to coax him. His head began to spin. Damn it, where did Chu Xianning learn this move from? He tried to distract himself to relieve his current urges, but he accidentally saw the title of a script on Chu Xianning’s bedside. Damn it! Jiang Huai had lost count of how many times he had shot himself in the foot.
Chu Xianning slowly raised her hand, still slightly dazed. As her fingertips touched her cheek and then withdrew, looking at the white discharge on her fingertips, her eyes were still a little vacant. Jiang Huai, however, was already trembling. After a while, Chu Xianning finally came back to her senses, her eyes beginning to turn shy and annoyed. She subconsciously kicked his chest lightly with her white and tender little feet again, then hurriedly got up to wash away the dirt from her face before finally returning.
At this moment, Jiang Huai was sitting on a chair like an obedient child. Chu Xianning immediately became even more shy and annoyed. “Who told you to sit?”
“Oh…”
Jiang Huai watched her sit back on the bed and said to him coldly, “You… turn around.”
Jiang Huai obediently got up and turned around. The next moment, he heard Chu Xianning say, “Tail.”
Jiang Huai obediently produced his little fox tail. But the next moment, his tail was grasped in Chu Xianning’s hand, and his body was also pulled to her side. Chu Xianning’s white and tender thighs under her skirt clamped his waist, and her white and tender little feet showed no signs of letting him off.
Jiang Huai could only obediently accept his punishment. However, inadvertently, Jiang Huai seemed to hear Chu Xianning mumble very, very softly, “Letting you bully me a few days ago…” Jiang Huai immediately laughed, but then pretended to be innocent and retorted, “When did I bully you?”
“Letting you… hug me onto the table when I was weak… you little bastard.” Chu Xianning said, playing with his tail with one hand and pinching his chest lightly with the other. Her white and tender feet under her skirt also showed no signs of letting him off. The room was filled with a fragrant mist, and a gust of fragrance brushed his face. Jiang Huai realized that human desires were indeed endless. Normally, being served by his master like this with her little feet would have already made his head spin, but now his mind was still thinking of bullying Chu Xianning even more. In a moment of scattered thoughts, he accidentally succumbed under Chu Xianning’s white and tender jade feet. Chu Xianning pushed his body away with distaste, and Jiang Huai obediently brought the basin and towel to gently and carefully wash her feet.
When he looked up, he saw Chu Xianning sitting on the side of the bed, her cheeks still slightly flushed. He slowly regained his senses. It was only then that he truly realized that Chu Xianning’s original intention had never been to punish him. Even she herself probably knew that this was just part of his reward, but she seemed to be enjoying it as well.
However, Jiang Huai became bold again at this moment, gazing at Chu Xianning’s eyes. “I’m thirsty.” Chu Xianning’s white and tender little feet gently kicked his chest. “Then go drink some water.”
“Mountain spring water isn’t sweet.” Jiang Huai gently grasped her white and tender, slender ankle, leaned closer, and gently pried open Chu Xianning’s soft, snow-white, long legs. Chu Xianning instinctively wanted to struggle, and Jiang Huai instinctively wanted to let go, but after a moment, he suddenly realized… he could now easily subdue Chu Xianning. And Chu Xianning… didn’t seem to genuinely want to struggle. If she really wanted to, her eyes would have been full of anger by now. But Chu Xianning’s eyes were only shy at this moment, so he leaned closer. Her legs under her skirt were slowly parted. He leaned closer and whispered, “Master has dripped so much flower dew, what’s wrong with feeding me a little?” As soon as he finished speaking, his neck was tightly clamped by Chu Xianning’s snow-white thighs, as if in revenge.
“Sleep obediently.” Chu Xianning embraced Jiang Huai’s body and gently poked his forehead. “Don’t think about other things.”
“I’m not thinking about anything.”
“I don’t believe you.” Chu Xianning’s fingertips gently pinched his earlobe. “Sleep obediently.”
So Jiang Huai obediently closed his eyes and buried his face in her chest. Chu Xianning was able to breathe a sigh of relief. She reached out and gently stroked his back, as if coaxing a child. After a while, Jiang Huai finally heard her very, very soft voice, “You can’t always think about me all day… If you get used to it, then in the future…”
“I know.” Jiang Huai replied softly. Chu Xianning gently pinched his ear again, her cheeks turning a little pink. “Sleep.” She lowered her head and gently clutched the quilt. The soft, clean bedding enveloped their bodies, and soon they both entered dreamland.
Although it was early spring, it had been snowing recently. In the courtyard, Jiang Huai was diligently practicing his sword, sensing his current cultivation level of the Eighth Level of Mahayana. After a set of sword techniques, the overflowing spiritual energy inadvertently broke through the bottleneck, and his cultivation soared to the Eighth Level of Mahayana. Even he himself was slightly stunned. He wondered if those old monsters at the Mahayana level would be furious if they heard about such a breakthrough.
When Jiang Huai sheathed his Yening Sword and looked at Chu Xianning, who was quietly admiring the snow in the courtyard, a hint of mischief appeared in his eyes. Chu Xianning sensed the coldness in his eyes and raised her hand, clenching a snowball and throwing it at him. Jiang Huai did not dodge. He innocently wiped the snow from his cheek and winked at Chu Xianning. “Master, why are you hitting me for no reason?”
“You’re smiling so lewdly.”
“How is it lewd?” Jiang Huai argued, but after looking in the mirror, it seemed that his smile was indeed a bit lewd. This was naturally because tonight was the end of the three days, and he could cultivate the Great Way with Chu Xianning again at night, together refining the Cyan Vine Spiritual Source.
“It’s a snowy day. Master, do you want to go for a walk with me?”
“Where to?”
“Let’s just wander around. Why don’t we go to Ziyun Pavilion? Spring should have new arrivals.”
Chu Xianning turned her face away and stood up. “Do you want to buy those… socks again…”
“I just want to buy two more beautiful dresses for Master. The socks are just an afterthought.” Jiang Huai replied righteously. Today, Chu Xianning was wearing a light purple qipao, which was elegant and proper, yet it perfectly accentuated her slender figure. Usually, she wore a Daoist Robe, and Jiang Huai always felt that his Master was becoming more and more feminine, but her eyes were always so cold. But so what? Jiang Huai liked the cold and aloof look in Chu Xianning’s eyes.
He walked to Chu Xianning’s side and held up an umbrella. Although their cultivation levels allowed them to easily shield themselves from the snow, and Jiang Huai could even prevent snow from falling throughout the Tian Xuan Sect at this moment, what could be more intimate and enchanting than the two of them walking together under an umbrella? Chu Xianning gave him a slightly grumbling look, but ultimately raised her white and tender jade feet from under her qipao. Jiang Huai hurried to her room and squatted down to put on a pair of purple high heels for her. She stood up, and at this moment, her height was the same as Jiang Huai’s.
The two of them walked out of the courtyard together, with Chu Xianning hiding under his umbrella, watching the snowflakes fall one by one. Occasionally, passing disciples would cast surprised glances from afar. In this cultivation world, even a Foundation Establishment disciple would not get a speck of rain or snow on them in the rain or snow. Yet, these two Mahayana cultivators were walking under an umbrella, so close to each other. Fortunately, Chu Xianning never cared about any gossip, and Jiang Huai was simply thick-skinned like a city wall. Thus, they walked through the mountain gate corridor, stepped on the bluestone slabs, listened to the snow falling from the green pines, saw the snow geese flying high, and finally arrived at the entrance of Ziyun Pavilion. Jiang Huai accompanied Chu Xianning as she picked out spring dresses. Inadvertently, they ended up at the women’s underwear section, and then Jiang Huai was driven away.
He could only wander alone in Ziyun Pavilion, and he never knew what kind of underwear Chu Xianning bought. When he walked out of Ziyun Pavilion, Jiang Huai softly inquired, “So what did Master buy?”
“I’m not telling you.”
“Can I see it tonight?”
“No.”
“Then when can I see it?”
“When you die.”
“I’ll die now.” Jiang Huai tilted his head and fell onto the ground covered in white snow. Chu Xianning turned back, looked down at Jiang Huai’s scoundrelly appearance, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say. So, in his sight, she raised her white and tender leg wearing high heels and made a move to step on his chest. Jiang Huai hastily grabbed her slender ankle. “Master, don’t, don’t…” With that, he flipped over with a carp jump and stood up obediently, holding the umbrella beside Chu Xianning. After a while, he couldn’t help but whisper, “Master.”
“What?”
“Could you hold the umbrella?”
Chu Xianning took the umbrella from Jiang Huai’s hand, but the next moment, her slender waist was gently embraced by Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai carefully observed Chu Xianning’s expression. As long as Chu Xianning showed the slightest sign of awkwardness, he would obediently let go. But Chu Xianning merely turned her head, seemingly a little helpless, and finally just shook her head gently, a hint of indulgence in her eyes, turned her face away, and continued to walk forward leisurely. Chu Xianning’s waist was so slender and soft.
