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31. Instructor Yu Xuan is Angry

The intense commotion attracted students from nearby to gather around. Seeing the two instructors confronting each other in the field, along with their disciples behind them, everyone felt that something big had happened.

Especially given Instructor Yu Xuan’s current state – she was actually angry, how rare!

Instructor Yu Xuan always had a very good temper. Even if students made mistakes, she would mostly just teach them a lesson or two and rarely scolded them. Even if other female instructors said bad things behind her back, she wouldn’t take it to heart and would just laugh it off.

Whether it was students or instructors, everyone was deeply impressed by her gentle smile that was like water, and they all looked up to her.

But at this moment, Instructor Yu Xuan showed a fierce expression that had never been seen before. Her aqua blue eyes revealed killing intent, and the water mystic power of a five-star Mystic Master surged around her like raging waves.

“Instructor Yu Xuan, you came just in time.” Zhang Wei spoke coldly, completely unaware: “Your disciple, relying on his slightly higher cultivation, attacked our junior class students and injured them. When I called him over to the office for questioning, he even talked back to me and refused to obey. Such behavior is already a serious violation of the academy rules and must be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!”

Instructor Yu Xuan narrowed her eyes and said lightly: “Yan Zhen, speak!”

Now that the instructor was here, Yan Zhen didn’t play any tricks and truthfully said: “It’s like this, Instructor. Yesterday when I was sending Meng’er back to her class, I was blocked by them. They took advantage of their numbers and spoke very rudely, even threatening me to stay away from Meng’er. I told them to go somewhere with no people around to talk, and then I casually dealt with them.”

Instructor Yu Xuan nodded and looked at Zhang Wei again: “Instructor Zhang Wei, did you hear that? Your disciples provoked trouble on their own but ended up being taught a lesson by Yan Zhen. It’s their own fault.”

The academy rules did indeed protect students with lower strength, but the weak also couldn’t lack self-awareness and provoke seniors with higher cultivation. Otherwise, they would have to bear the consequences.

The Mystic Academy did not prohibit fights between students. On the contrary, it even encouraged it. If there was a conflict, they should go to the dueling platform to determine who’s superior. The winner is king and the loser is the enemy!

Zhang Wei glanced at the few disciples beside him and saw their evasive eyes. He snorted coldly.

“This is only his one-sided story, how can it be taken as fact?”

Yan Zhen laughed. So the words of Specialist Ma Sha and the others were considered objective facts?

He hated the most this kind of hypocrite who hid behind the banner of justice and wore a layer of official skin.

Instructor Yu Xuan’s face was expressionless: “What your disciples say is objective fact, but what my Yan Zhen says is a one-sided story? Instructor Zhang Wei, it seems you don’t take me seriously at all. Fine then, let’s see the truth through action.”

An instructor at the Mystic Master realm actually made a move against Yan Zhen who was only at the Mystic One realm, and even injured him so badly. She absolutely would not let this guy off easily!

As soon as she finished speaking, Instructor Yu Xuan once again drew the silver longbow in her hand. This was her personal weapon, a third-grade Silver Hawk Bow.

The bowstring was pulled into a full moon shape, and blue water mystic power condensed into a crystal arrow like a vortex. The arrow was covered in clear spiral patterns, giving a strong penetrating feeling.

Instructor Yu Xuan said coldly: “As an instructor, you bullied and injured my disciple. Then take this arrow from me!”

Zhang Wei never thought that Instructor Yu Xuan, who always presented a gentle image, would get so angry. With her personality, shouldn’t she speak some nice words to him, and then he would give her face and everyone could step down, letting the matter pass?

Why did it turn out like this?

Looking at the vortex arrow aimed at him, Zhang Wei’s face turned pale and his scalp tingled.

Instructor Yu Xuan was a five-star Mystic Master, while he was only two-star, a whole three stars apart. Moreover, Instructor Yu Xuan was from the Sacred Land Academy and had outstanding cultivation skills and techniques, as well as a third-grade mystic bow that had accompanied her for a long time. How could he take this powered-up arrow head-on?

“Instructor Yu Xuan, don’t make a mistake! We are both instructors. If we fight in the academy, we will surely be punished by the Dean!”

“Then let the punishment come!”

Instructor Yu Xuan released her fingers without hesitation.

The bow that was drawn into a full moon shape suddenly straightened with a buzzing sound, and the vortex arrow condensed from water mystic power shot out like a crossbow, leaving a trail of watery afterimage in the air.

At the critical moment, Zhang Wei immediately summoned his protective mystic tool to block in front. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat blood on it to activate it.

“Wang Qi Hun Ring!”

It was a grayish-black copper ring with yellow runes written all over it. Under the infusion of mystic power, the hollow part of the copper ring formed a crystalline light film, on which the faint image of a rakshasa woman’s head with flesh horns appeared.

The Wang Qi Hun Ring was a damaged fourth-grade mystic tool and was also Zhang Wei’s capital for looking down on other instructors. Once this ring was brought out, it could block most attacks from Mystic Masters. It’s just that activating it required Zhang Wei to consume his essence blood, so he wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.

The vortex arrow collided with the Wang Qi Hun Ring. The high-speed spinning water arrow stabbed into the light film on the copper ring, causing the light film to cave in deeply, but it was difficult to pierce through.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wei felt relieved, thinking that even elite instructors from the Sacred Land Academy couldn’t break through his Hun Ring!

Instructor Yu Xuan frowned slightly and coldly spat out a word: “Explode.”

With a single command, the mystic power of the vortex arrow rapidly expanded, and then, under Zhang Wei’s horrified gaze, it exploded with a bang!

Mystic Technique: Water Explosion.

This vortex arrow was a combination of two mystic techniques!

Bang!

The highly concentrated water mystic power was completely released. The Wang Qi Hun Ring’s light film shattered in the intense explosion, losing the support of mystic power and flying out like an ordinary copper ring.

The shockwave of the explosion swept over Zhang Wei, instantly dispersing the protective mystic power on his body. It blasted him to the point of spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his entire body flew out uncontrollably, heavily crashing into a pillar of the eaves corridor before sliding down, unable to get up again.

With both external and internal injuries, even with careful treatment, it would take at least ten to fifteen days to recover.

Te Ma Sha and the others were also knocked over by the shockwave of the explosion, rolling on the ground a few times, scaring them to the point of almost wetting their pants.

The surrounding students who were watching the show were also so shocked that their eyeballs nearly popped out. They secretly thought that Instructor Yu Xuan was so terrifying when she got angry, taking down a discipline instructor with a single arrow.

Instructor Yu Xuan snorted coldly, not pitying them at all. She slowly retracted her mystic power and put the Silver Hawk Bow back into her storage ring before turning around and walking to Yan Zhen.

Seeing the red and swollen bleeding wounds on his body, Instructor Yu Xuan wanted to give Zhang Wei another arrow.

Yan Zhen blinked, as if seeing the beautiful instructor in front of him for the first time: “Instructor, will there be any trouble doing this?”

“If there’s any trouble, I’ll take responsibility. Go to my place to treat your injuries first.”

Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed Yan Zhen’s hand without waiting for a response and led him away from here. The crowd hurriedly parted to make way for them.

After the two disappeared, the other instructors who had long rushed over but didn’t dare to show themselves in the crowd helped Zhang Wei up.

Not long after, the Dean of the Mystic Academy finally arrived unhurriedly. Seeing Zhang Wei beaten up like a dead dog, he shook his head helplessly.

Using your butt to think, you would know that anyone who comes out of the Sacred Land Academy is not to be messed with.

What a fool.

“Take him to heal his injuries.”

30 Trump Card Transformation

After the qi refining class ended, the girls in the class surrounded Yan Zhen, curiously asking him questions, and some even took the opportunity to grope him a few times.

Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu hurriedly blocked those thirsty girls and didn’t let them touch Yan Zhen, then told Yan Zhen to leave quickly.

Yan Zhen escaped from the classroom as if fleeing and headed to the junior class to find Yan Meng’er.

However, halfway there, someone stopped him.

It wasn’t a student, but an instructor wearing an instructor’s uniform, with an impeccable slicked-back hairstyle, wearing a pair of black round-framed glasses, a thin and tall figure, a pale face, around forty years old.

Under the scorching sun, the middle-aged instructor adjusted his glasses, looked at Yan Zhen, and said indifferently, “Are you the one who injured my disciples yesterday?”

Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, quickly thinking of the few junior class Smarties he had beaten up yesterday, and said expressionlessly, “It wasn’t me.”

“Not you? They all identified you. Do you still want to quibble?”

“Who are they?”

The middle-aged instructor waved his hand, and a few junior class students immediately walked out from behind the pillars of the corridor. The leader, Tema Sha, said arrogantly, “Instructor, don’t listen to his nonsense. It was him! He bullied us with his higher cultivation level and even launched sneak attacks! He’s simply a disgrace to the academy. He must be made to know the consequences of violating academy rules!”

The middle-aged instructor nodded slightly and turned back to Yan Zhen, “As an intermediate class student, you sneak-attacked junior class students, seriously violating academy rules. Do you have anything else to say?”

Yan Zhen shook his head, “I don’t know them. They say I beat them, but where’s the evidence? Empty claims are not proof. I could also say that I was beaten by them, five people attacking me alone, ambushing me as soon as I turned the corner. Would you believe it?”

The middle-aged instructor didn’t expect Yan Zhen to refute so logically and became a bit impatient, “If you didn’t beat them, why would they say it was you?”

“You should ask them this question. What’s the use of asking me?” Yan Zhen’s gaze was like looking at an idiot. “Perhaps they felt aggrieved after being bullied but didn’t dare to take revenge, so they found someone relatively easy to bully to frame… Their mentality is really dark.”

Hearing this, Tema Sha was so angry that his face turned red and his neck swelled. This boy was actually so sharp-tongued, completely turning black and white.

“Instructor, don’t believe him. This boy has a glib tongue. Capture him first and interrogate him thoroughly. I’m not afraid he won’t confess.”

The middle-aged instructor adjusted his glasses again in a somewhat neurotic manner, only coldly saying after straightening them, “I am the discipline instructor ‘Zhang Wei’. I now suspect you of violating academy rules. Come with me to the office for questioning immediately.”

With that said, he turned and walked away.

“I won’t go.” Yan Zhen said indifferently. There was no such plot in the script, and he was too lazy to move. “Instructor, you should ask your disciples first and understand the situation clearly before speaking. Otherwise, it will only add to the joke.”

“What did you say?”

Zhang Wei suddenly turned back, his Mystic Master cultivation level erupting fiercely, the powerful aura making Tema Sha and the others beside him roll on the ground and piss themselves.

Yan Zhen also felt a clear pressure, as if being stared at by a man-eating fierce beast, his heartbeat speeding up.

However, he cultivated the Imperial Blaze Art, and the scripture itself had a trace of imperial majesty. Coupled with refining the heaven and earth extreme flames higher than his realm, he could ignore this bit of realm pressure just by slightly activating his technique.

But Yan Zhen’s use of his technique to resist made Zhang Wei even angrier, “You want to resist? Are you forcing me to take you by force? Hmm?”

Yan Zhen’s face turned cold, silently cursing his bad luck.

It wasn’t a character from the script, so he had no interest in interacting with him at all. Even slapping his face was a waste of time!

He also raised his mystic power. Although he was a 5-star Mystic Scholar, the oppressive feeling he emitted was already no less than a Mystic Master.

“A 2-star Mystic Master, the bottom cultivation among instructors. Is this what gives you such great confidence?”

“You dare to speak to me like this? Simply lawless! Let me teach you a good lesson on behalf of your instructor!”

Zhang Wei got angry and stretched out his index finger, aiming at Yan Zhen from a distance.

As a Mystic Master, his mystic power could already kill through the void!

He flicked his finger, and a beam of finger force shot out at the speed of an arrow leaving the bowstring.

Yan Zhen didn’t move at all, only tilting his neck slightly. The finger force brushed past his ear, leaving a faint stinging pain, and then made a small hole in the tree behind him.

This strike was meant to cut off his ear, already exceeding the scope of corporal punishment. It was intentional harm.

“Reaction is not bad? Let’s see how you dodge!”

Another finger force attack came. Yan Zhen hurriedly dodged, his pant leg torn with a hole, burning with pain.

It wasn’t over yet. Zhang Wei took a step forward and continued to flick out finger force from a distance.

Really taking me for granted!?

Yan Zhen took a horse stance, and the Eight Extremes Explosion responded, shattering the incoming force with a single punch.

Feeling waves of pain from his fist, Yan Zhen knew he couldn’t continue like this. He immediately took out a Trump Card (1st Grade) from his system backpack.

Trump Card (1st Grade) was a card that would take effect when he was in the Mystic Scholar realm, allowing him to turn danger into safety!

And the way to turn danger into safety was up to him to decide!

If he wanted to run, he could instantly escape a thousand miles away.

If he wanted to fight, he could obtain power on par with his opponent’s realm for a certain period of time!

He had two Trump Cards (1st Grade), one obtained from completing the novice task and one from advancing to Mystic Scholar.

Now he would use one and try the power of the trump card!

If he didn’t use it, both cards would become invalid after he advanced to Mystic Master.

–System!

Yan Zhen shouted in his mind, and the latter immediately responded to him:

[Awaiting your orders, Host.]

–Belt mode!

[Understood.]

Yan Zhen’s empty left hand grabbed out of thin air, and the system turned into a card case appearing in his hand.

Grabbing the card case, he attached it to his lower abdomen, and the card case automatically extended into a belt, tightly wrapping around him.

Trump Card (1st Grade), insert card.

“Transform.”

The boy coldly spat out two words.

Boom! The belt erupted with gold and silver flames, enveloping Yan Zhen’s entire body.

At the same time, an impassioned BGM came from the system driver:

[Imperial Blaze! Extreme Flames! Fire power eruption! Mystic Mandate Celestial Warrior, Yan–]

At the exciting moment, suddenly, the system’s voice stopped, replaced by a ding sound.

[Ding! System’s warm reminder: The host’s crisis is about to be resolved. Do you still want to continue using Trump Card (1st Grade)?]

–Huh? What the hell? Not transforming?

Interrupted by the system like this, Yan Zhen’s just ignited hot blood instantly cooled down, feeling inexplicable.

But the next moment, he understood the system’s meaning.

“Zhang Wei, try laying a hand on him!”

A woman’s coquettish shout echoed in the academy’s sky. As the voice arrived, a huge arrow condensed from water mystic power also broke through the void, its target being Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei, who had wanted to continue approaching Yan Zhen, had a drastic change in expression. He immediately erupted with mystic power and retreated, pulling away a large distance.

The cannon-like water arrow fell on the ground with a bang, exploding into a pit large enough to hold a person, with shattered stones flying.

Smoke and dust scattered. Instructor Yu Xuan, holding a silver longbow, descended from the sky and landed in front of Yan Zhen, protecting him behind her, revealing her 5-star Mystic Scholar cultivation without reservation.

Yan Zhen blinked, “Instructor Yu Xuan?”

“Yan Zhen, are you alright?”

Instructor Yu Xuan looked him up and down, finding that his ear was swollen and his pant leg had a hole torn in it. She instantly became furious.

29 Instructor Yu Xuan: Looking Forward to the Evening

In the fire refinement starry space, on the central altar, the protruding stone bed was covered with soft and comfortable bedding and draped with a hazy, dreamlike bed curtain.

Inside the curtain, a peerlessly beautiful white-haired woman lay on her side, her head gently resting on a jade pillow, the thin quilt just covering her chest, hiding most of her spring scenery and the handsome boy quietly sleeping in her arms.

Chen Xi stretched out her fair jade-like hand, carefully caressing Yan Zhen’s cheeks, feeling his exhaled breath evenly hitting her cleavage, and couldn’t help but think of his obedient suckling appearance, her heart surging with waves of passion.

Under her guidance, Yan Zhen had changed from being motionless to being able to obey her requests. As long as they continued, she could capture his body and soul, making him truly like her.

Not just the liking between master and disciple, she wanted more and more of his affection, so she would do more and more things to make him happy.

While thinking, Chen Xi placed her forehead against Yan Zhen’s, her divine soul entering his dreams to peep at his instinctive desires hidden deep in his heart.

The last “Close Guidance of the Older Female Teacher” was something that had appeared in Yan Zhen’s dream, so she tried her best to replicate it.

The idea of this time’s spaghetti strap nightgown and stone bed massage also came from Yan Zhen.

What would it be this time?

Successfully entering Yan Zhen’s dream, Chen Xi then saw an incredible scene.

Whip, candle, basement.

Queen and boy.

Chen Xi’s face instantly turned red. Watching the domineering queen swing the whip and smack it on the boy’s body, her heart ached, even though the boy looked very pleasured.

–No, no, this is really undoable. Let’s change to the next one.

The scene changed. In an alcohol-smelling hospital room, a boy who got into a car accident injured his hands and couldn’t move. The attending doctor cooperated with the nurse to take care of him from head to toe.

–This one is okay.

The problem was that she was alone. Did she have to split herself into a clone to help? It wasn’t difficult.

Her mind returning to reality, Chen Xi looked at Yan Zhen’s innocent sleeping face and lightly flicked his nose.

“Naughty Zhen’er, the things you’re interested in are always strange. Who knows where you get so many tricks, always teasing this master.”

After saying that, she pursed her lips and smiled, “But who let this master like you? Then I’ll satisfy you~”

Yan Zhen smacked his lips in his sleep and snuggled into her embrace.

…

When Yan Zhen woke up, he was still on a bed, but not the stone bed on the altar, but the wooden bed in his room.

Thinking of his beautiful master’s charm last night and how he couldn’t help but respond, he became uneasy in his heart.

–System, system, my character setting hasn’t collapsed, right?

[The host’s reaction belongs to a normal physiological phenomenon and does not violate the protagonist’s character setting. You can rest assured.]

–That’s great.

Yan Zhen felt relieved and started to reflect.

His beautiful master dual cultivated with him for the sake of his body. How could he only care about enjoying it?

In the future, if there was dual cultivation, he must have a reverent and grateful heart, and not be blinded by the G-cup divine breasts.

Because it was still early, Yan Zhen did some morning exercises before brushing his teeth and washing up. When he arrived at the dining room, he found only Yan Meng’er busy. Yan Ruyu, Mi Xue’er, and Instructor Yu Xuan hadn’t come yet.

Breakfast was already set on the table. Yan Meng’er was preparing what they would eat at noon.

His cousin was wearing the academy uniform, with an apron tied around her waist. Compared to her usual mischievousness, she had more of a good wife’s charm.

Yan Zhen looked at her back and greeted her.

Yan Meng’er didn’t turn her head and continued frying meat patties.

“Good morning, Cousin. Breakfast is ready. Hurry up and sit down to eat.”

“Where are they?”

“Elder Sister and Sister Xue’er seemed to have slept together last night. They probably talked late. Instructor Yu Xuan also looks very tired recently.”

“So they all woke up late? How rare.”

Yan Zhen sat in his usual seat, too lazy to wait for them, and started eating by himself.

When he was almost done eating, Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er finally came in yawning. Instructor Yu Xuan was the last to arrive.

“Good morning, Instructor.”

“Morning, morning.”

When Instructor Yu Xuan saw Yan Zhen, her face became unnatural, two small blushes appearing on her cheeks.

For the sake of tonight’s “Secret Teaching”, she had crammed a whole bunch of postures, uh, knowledge all night, so she didn’t get enough rest.

Moreover, in the process of cramming knowledge, she used Yan Zhen as an interactive partner in her mind, as if she had been fantasizing about him all along, so she felt guilty when she saw Yan Zhen.

Instructor Yu Xuan sat across from Yan Zhen and picked up her chopsticks while secretly glancing at him, thinking if he was like her, seemingly calm, but actually looking forward to the evening’s arrival?

She didn’t know that because Yan Zhen had been focusing on drawing the fire talisman for the past three days, coupled with his beautiful master’s gentle comfort, he had temporarily forgotten about the “Secret Teaching” the two had agreed upon.

Yan Zhen downed the soy milk in his cup in one gulp, exhaling a breath of milky fragrance, and then said, “I might come back late tonight. You don’t have to wait for me to eat.”

Upon hearing this, Instructor Yu Xuan thought he was planning to avoid the three girls in advance and then sneak into her room.

It seemed he had already thought of a plan, seemingly even more eager than her~

The beautiful instructor’s lips curved slightly, secretly delighted.

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, are you going to the street?”

“Mm, I’m going to buy some medicinal ingredients. They’re quite rare, so I plan to ask around from store to store.”

In the script, his beautiful master didn’t use the massage method or dual cultivation method to help him alleviate the aftereffects of divine soul palpitation at all, but instead used medicinal assistance from the beginning.

Yan Zhen originally thought he would deviate from the script again, but it turned out to be connecting only now, which was fine.

…

Arriving at the Mystic Academy, Yan Zhen was about to take out paper and pen to draw the fire talisman, but was informed that this morning was a breathing exercise class and he had to go to the qi refining field.

Only then did he suddenly remember that there would soon be a showing off plot that needed to be acted out. He followed behind Mi Xue’er and Yan Ruyu and came to the qi refining field.

The so-called qi refining field was a large classroom engraved with a qi gathering formation. The profound qi of heaven and earth was relatively denser than outside, but the effect was far inferior to the qi gathering formation his beautiful master had engraved for him.

The instructor was an old teacher who taught them to change their breathing rhythm according to the circulation rhythm of the technique, improving the efficiency of qi refining.

[Ding! Key plot begins]

The familiar system prompt sound. Yan Zhen knew it was time for him to show his true skills.

The Imperial Blaze Art activated. With a slight breath, most of the profound qi in the room gathered around Yan Zhen, forming a visible qi vortex swirling around him.

Yan Ruyu and Mi Xue’er sitting beside him and the nearby students all benefited, their breathing speed greatly increased, but those further away from him couldn’t absorb it at all, feeling extremely depressed.

This was the result of Yan Zhen restraining himself.

The celestial sovereign level technique + all profound barriers opened was too domineering!

It even stunned the experienced old instructor.

The students who couldn’t absorb the profound qi all woke up one after another. Seeing the qi vortex centered on Yan Zhen and the students near the qi vortex with obviously accelerated breathing efficiency, some were angry, some were amazed, some were admiring.

Then, many students successively approached Yan Zhen, mostly girls who already had some thoughts about him. Now with a proper reason, they flocked to him one after another.

28 Beautiful Master’s Lap Pillow Massage

Without using yellow paper and vermilion, using only white paper and black ink, it was very difficult to infuse mystic power into the strokes of the talisman pattern. It required more delicate control of the divine soul, and the difficulty was more than doubled.

However, after succeeding, Yan Zhen’s divine soul would slowly give birth to spiritual power and then cultivate the way of alchemy.

He could only continue to work hard.

The system once again issued a task, the same as last time, requiring him to draw the Fire Talisman, but with an additional “successfully give birth to spiritual power”.

Chen Xi still demonstrated for Yan Zhen first, telling him the key points while demonstrating. After the demonstration, she let Yan Zhen start practicing.

Until late at night, Yan Zhen, who had even forgotten to eat dinner, stopped when his stomach started growling.

Chen Xi reached out and rubbed Yan Zhen’s brow, saying indifferently, “Let’s stop here for today, Zhen’er. Go eat dinner and take a bath first. Come back later, and this master will give you a head massage to prevent headaches when you wake up the next day.”

Yan Zhen nodded, “Then I’ll go out first. See you later, Master.”

Activating the Star Shifting Fire Seal, Yan Zhen returned to his room, planning to go to the kitchen to cook some noodles and wash up.

Arriving at the kitchen, Yan Zhen found that the stove was still burning and there was a note on the steaming pot lid:

These are all your portions.

Yan Zhen picked up the note, and the beautiful faces of the four women seemed to appear in his mind, strands of warmth welling up in his heart.

Opening the pot lid, there were three dishes, one soup, and a bowl of rice being kept warm in the pot.

Yan Zhen ate until he was 80% full in the kitchen. After washing the bowls and chopsticks, he went to the bathroom.

This time, Yan Zhen didn’t soak in the bathtub. He rinsed his body, changed into his pajamas, and returned to his room, re-entering the crystal space.

However, the scene before his eyes made him stunned.

A long block protruded on the empty altar, covered with a layer of bedding and hanging with a semi-transparent bed curtain.

His beautiful master was kneeling on the bed. Her usual black long-sleeved dress was changed into a black spaghetti strap nightgown, creating an even stronger black and white contrast with her flawless icy skin and silver long cascading hair, extremely eye-catching.

The black straps hung on her pink-white shoulders, close to her collarbones, forming a shallow V-shaped neckline, pushed up by her G-cup huge peaks into an unattainable arc, the tightly stretched black fabric vaguely revealing round points.

The skirt of the nightgown loosely fell, just covering her rear, exposing a pair of snow-white and plump thighs, side by side forming the highest jade pillow.

Even with such a sexy and alluring attire, Chen Xi still maintained a fairy-like cold aura, but her gaze towards Yan Zhen was filled with loving kindness and gentleness, simply a combination of an angel and a devil.

Yan Zhen couldn’t help but feel his face flushed and heart pounding, thinking why would his beautiful master be dressed like this? The script didn’t mention a single word about it. Last time’s “older female teacher” was the same. Where did his beautiful master get these clothes?

Damn it, why did she look so good?

No, hold it in. He couldn’t be a rebellious disciple and let his character setting collapse!

But he saw Chen Xi smile slightly and beckon to him, softly saying, “Come here quickly, Zhen’er.”

Yan Zhen warned himself while walking over step by step like a wooden man, then stood at the head of the bed, not daring to look too much at his beautiful master, like a student giving a speech on stage for the first time.

Chen Xi felt secretly delighted at Yan Zhen’s restrained reaction, thinking that the silly disciple was actually shy, indicating that her careful dressing up was worth it.

“Zhen’er, what are you standing there for? Lie down, this master will eliminate the aftereffects of your divine soul palpitation for you.”

As she spoke, she patted her thighs with her little hands, the snowy soft flesh of her thighs slightly trembling, making slapping sounds.

“Oh, oh.”

Yan Zhen’s little face was red. He took off his wooden clogs and crawled onto the bed. With his back to his beautiful master, he slowly lay down, his head just resting on his beautiful master’s lap.

A bountiful and soft fleshy sensation came from behind his head, accompanied by a sense of security in his chest, as well as a hot and swelling sensation in another place.

Yan Zhen tried his best to suppress his evil thoughts, not wanting his beautiful master to notice his ugly state.

But Chen Xi had long been staring at his reaction, how could she not know? She just didn’t expose him. Her jade-like hands rested on Yan Zhen’s temples on both sides and gently started massaging him.

Like a spring breeze brushing the face, a faint sense of comfort slowly spread out, transmitting from the head to the whole body.

Yan Zhen gradually relaxed, his whole body feeling lazy.

“Zhen’er, how do you feel about life at the Mystic Academy?”

“It’s okay, it’s just that I can’t learn anything new. The vast majority of knowledge has been taught to me by Master.”

“Are there any particularly beautiful girls in your class?”

“Not really. The most beautiful ones are Elder Sister Ruyu and Senior Sister Xue’er. Oh right, Instructor Yu Xuan is also quite good-looking.”

“Instructor?”

Chen Xi’s movements paused, an unprecedented sense of nervousness arising in her heart. She carefully recalled the gentle and beautiful woman that Yan Zhen had introduced to her in her previous life.

–Is it her?

Yan Zhen felt his beautiful master’s hands stop and quickly realized something was wrong. He explained, “Master, don’t misunderstand. I didn’t take anyone else as my master. An instructor is different from a master. She’s only responsible for guiding my cultivation until graduation. After graduation, I’ll be out of her tutelage. But Master will always be my revered master.”

Chen Xi frowned. These words made her both happy and unhappy, so she lightly knocked on Yan Zhen’s forehead.

“Don’t joke around. How could this master not understand flexibility? Since Zhen’er has become her disciple, you must respect her as a true master and not neglect her.”

–Disrespectful behavior can only be directed at her.

Yan Zhen didn’t think too much and obediently said oh, thinking that his beautiful master was really open-minded, truly worthy of being a half-step Mystic Saint supreme expert!

Chen Xi didn’t speak again and silently gave Yan Zhen a head massage.

After massaging for a while, Chen Xi stopped and asked, “Do you still feel dizzy, Zhen’er?”

Yan Zhen lightly shook his head. A faint stabbing pain came, and he said with a bitter face, “There’s still a little. Maybe it will be better after sleeping. Master, you’ve worked hard too. The massage should be enough here.”

“The aftereffects of divine soul palpitation, if not alleviated in time, will cause big problems. It absolutely cannot be taken lightly.” Chen Xi thought for a moment. “Zhen’er, your divine soul is relatively strong. The aftereffects produced by the palpitation may not be completely alleviated by just a head massage. It still needs medicinal assistance.”

“Then I’ll go buy medicinal ingredients tomorrow.”

“Divine soul-related medicinal ingredients may be difficult to buy here.”

After all, the divine soul was something that only alchemists would cultivate. Ordinary cultivators wouldn’t come into contact with it until the Mystic Ancestor realm and above.

Everything related to the divine soul was not only expensive but also in short supply.

“Then what should we do?”

“Before finding medicinal assistance, we can only use a substitute method for now.”

“What method?”

Chen Xi seemed to hesitate whether to tell Yan Zhen. After a long pause, she leaned close to his ear and softly said those two words.

“Ah, this?” Yan Zhen blinked blankly, then shook his head. “Forget it. I don’t want Master to compromise yourself for me.”

Hearing these words, Chen Xi felt the air around her turn sweet. Her jade-like hands cupped Yan Zhen’s cheeks, looking at him from above, and said with a faint smile, “Zhen’er, with this intention of yours, this master won’t feel compromised at all– Good boy, close your eyes.”

Yan Zhen wanted to say something more, but Chen Xi had already slowly kissed him.

Everything was left unspoken.