Chapter 42: The Beautiful Master’s Worries
During breakfast, Yun Xiu and the Serpent Queen were still sulking. He quickly finished his meal, then escaped into the Fire Refining Starry Sky.
On the altar, his Beautiful Sect Master, as always, was meditating. It seemed he had been imagining things last night. He hadn’t heard Yan Yan’s voice.
It must have been the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire’s influence, making his mind… unstable.
He slapped his cheeks, trying to focus.
“Master!”
“You’re here, Zhen’er.” She smiled faintly. “Then let’s continue yesterday’s unfinished task.”
“Okay.”
He blinked. Her smile seemed… different, a hint of worry in her eyes.
“Is something bothering you, Master?”
She smiled, shaking her head.
“What could possibly bother me? I’m just… worried about your health.”
“Is that so?”
He scratched his head, wanting to ask more, but she interrupted him.
“Don’t overthink it, Zhen’er. Focus on drawing the Water Rune. It’s essential for forging the sword embryo.”
“Okay.”
He nodded, sitting cross-legged before her, calming his mind, a stream of colorless Spiritual Power, visible to the naked eye, emerging from his forehead, forming the rune stroke by stroke in the air.
Drawing talismans with his mind was far more difficult than using a brush, as he had done with the Fire and Wind Runes, but it was also good practice. Once he mastered this “instant talisman” technique, it would significantly enhance his combat abilities.
She watched him, her expression focused, a gentle smile curving her lips, her gaze filled with love and tenderness.
Snap.
The rune in the air suddenly shattered, turning into a splash of water that drenched him.
His previously serious expression was replaced by a pout.
She almost burst out laughing, quickly covering her mouth with her sleeve, maintaining her image as a responsible master.
He, however, glared at her reproachfully.
“Focus, Zhen’er,” she scolded him gently. “The Water Rune is gentler than the Fire and Wind Runes, but it also requires… fluidity. In other words, you have to draw it in one continuous stroke. Otherwise, it won’t hold its form.”
“I understand, Master.”
He nodded, resuming his practice.
…
She lowered her head, lost in thought.
She remembered her last moments in her previous life. She had been in the Fire Refining Starry Sky, attempting to comprehend the Emperor realm.
As usual, she had failed. Ending her meditation, she had opened her eyes, finding her clothes changed, her body in its semi-corporeal World Spirit state, the starry sky outside dim and lifeless, having reverted to its initial state.
After several tests, she had confirmed she had been reborn.
However, last night, while comparing memories with Yan Yan, she had discovered something strange.
In Yan Yan’s memories, she had already reached the Emperor realm. After her breakthrough, countless experts had sent gifts, most of which she had shared with Yan Yan and Yan Lingji.
She had asked Yan Yan about the gifts, but the little girl couldn’t remember the details, only mentioning a few interesting items.
Like a “talking mirror” and a “brick that always hits the back of the head.”
The former was the “Dao Mirror,” the latter the “Mystic Brick,” both ancient artifacts treasured by the Sacred Grounds, their value more sentimental than practical. Those old geezers rarely revealed their existence. They were practically unknown.
This meant Yan Yan had indeed seen those items, and only after she had reached the Emperor realm.
But she clearly remembered being reborn after failing to comprehend the Emperor realm. How could she have reached it?
A terrifying thought crossed her mind, but she wasn’t certain yet.
— She was missing her later memories.
If that were true, then why?
She looked at his handsome face, her silence filled with worry.
…
The day’s rune-drawing practice ended. The Water Rune was almost complete, likely finished by noon tomorrow.
He exhaled deeply, rubbing his forehead, feeling dizzy, like he had a hangover.
“Come here, Zhen’er…”
He looked up, finding her smiling, her arms open invitingly.
He blushed, then threw himself into her embrace, his arms wrapping around her slender waist, his face buried in her ample bosom.
Her soft breasts pressed against his cheeks, her intoxicating fragrance filling his senses, her gentle hand stroking his head, the sensation incredibly comforting, easing his headache.
She untied her sash, her finger tapping a point on her chest, activating a Mystic Refining formation. A slight tingling sensation filled her breasts, a familiar warmth spreading through her body.
“Open your mouth, Zhen’er.”
A plump, juicy fruit was offered to his lips. He opened his mouth, gently biting down, the sweet, medicinal liquid flowing down his throat, warming him from within, quickly restoring his spirit.
Her body contained a vast reservoir of medicinal energy, which she could refine into various medicinal liquids, potent elixirs that nourished and healed.
In the script, he had stolen some soul-nurturing herbs from the palace’s medicinal vault, but their effects were far inferior to hers. He had only been able to draw the rune for a day, then rest for a day, repeating the process for four days before completing it.
He didn’t have that problem.
However, to follow the script, he still had to visit the vault. He hoped he wouldn’t be discovered.
“Good boy, good boy~”
Her fingers gently combed his hair, her other hand playing with his ear, her touch more like a loving caress than a massage, her affection overflowing.
— She definitely has something on her mind.
He looked up at her face, but she covered his eyes.
“Don’t look at me.”
Her voice was laced with shyness.
“…”
Master is so cute~
He suckled more eagerly, eliciting soft, suppressed moans from her.
She bit her lip, her fingers tugging his ear, her voice a gentle scolding.
“And no being naughty.”
He immediately became obedient.
…
When he emerged from the Fire Refining Starry Sky, it was late at night. The bedchamber was empty. He went to the study, finding both Yun Xiu and the Serpent Queen there, along with the four Serpent Generals.
Following the Southern Fortress, the Eastern Fortress had also “fallen.”
The Sand Scorpion army that had attacked the Southern Fortress hadn’t marched on the Water City, but had instead turned towards the Eastern Fortress, joining forces with the scorpions there, attacking it from both sides.
Within a day, the Eastern Fortress had been “captured.”
Much faster than in the script.
Because the fortress’s defenders hadn’t put up much resistance.
The Serpent Queen’s plan was proceeding smoothly, but she hadn’t revealed the full details to her subordinates. Therefore, the Serpent Generals were anxious, unsure of her intentions, even suspecting she had been… compromised by Yan Zhen’s presence.
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