After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 141 - Isn’t it love?

Chapter 141: Isn’t it love?

Chu Xianning’s old injury had healed by about thirty percent, and with the opening of her meridians, her body could be nourished to some extent. In some time, she might recover another ten percent or so.

Her old injury was due to the strain on her spiritual energy affecting her origin. Healing required spiritual medicines that couldn’t be bought with spirit stones; if they could, Jiang Huai would have been tirelessly saving money day and night.

On rainy days, Chu Xianning would feel cold and dizzy, with severe pain in her lower abdomen. If she exerted her spiritual energy, it could cause a reverse flow, worsening her injury. Jiang Huai remembered, as a child, he often massaged Chu Xianning’s belly when her old injury acted up.

Although it was of little use, it was a psychological comfort.

“The day after tomorrow, I will set off with Wen Wanwan to Daoji Ancestral Land. I’d like to borrow your spirit boat.”

Chu Xianning raised her hand, and a small spirit boat appeared in front of Jiang Huai. Her spirit boat was not large, unlike Luo Yueguan’s grand and luxurious one, but it was enough for two people. Jiang Huai stored it in his spatial ring and said softly.

“Thank you, Master.”

“Be careful.”

“Don’t worry, we’re just going to Daoji Ancestral Land. The cultivators who enter are at most at the late Foundation Establishment stage.”

“Even if you’re not afraid of the late Foundation Establishment stage, be careful of sneak attacks and plots from behind. Some evil cultivators can use gu insects to conceal their cultivation and bypass the secret realm’s rules. Be cautious and don’t be arrogant just because you have something to rely on,” Chu Xianning couldn’t help but admonish.

“I’m aware.”

When it comes to survival, few cultivators are as careful and serious as Jiang Huai. He was just saying it to keep Chu Xianning from worrying; if there was real danger, he would definitely run faster than anyone.

Jiang Huai took out a Go board and placed it between them, “Shall we play a couple of rounds?”

Chu Xianning nodded slightly.

......

The next day.

Wen Wanwan came to the courtyard to learn swordsmanship from Chu Xianning. After bathing, she put on a white and purple elegant Hanfu long dress. Jiang Huai accompanied her to Ziyun Pavilion, where they used their spirit stones to buy some spiritual treasures needed for the secret realm. They also bought some pretty dresses and cute socks for Wen Wanwan.

Jiang Huai happily bought some low-level talisman papers. After returning to the courtyard, he modified the talismans himself. He had been to Daoji Ancestral Land before and was quite familiar with it, so he wasn’t too worried.

Wen Wanwan had never explored such a secret realm before, so Jiang Huai explained a lot about Daoji Ancestral Land to her. With the reappearance of heavenly spiritual energy, it was likely that the young talents from all over the Eastern Region would enter this time, probably around sixteen or seventeen years old. At nineteen, Jiang Huai Jr. was practically an old man.

Back then, when Jiang Huai obtained heavenly spiritual energy and reached Core Formation in Daoji Ancestral Land, his fame spread far in the Eastern Region. He wondered who would be fortunate enough to obtain the heavenly spiritual energy this time and become famous throughout the Eastern Region.

If possible, Jiang Huai would love to snatch all the heavenly spiritual energy for Wen Wanwan to form her heavenly spirit pill.

.......

Tomorrow, they will be setting off on a long journey. Jiang Huai accompanied Wen Wanwan to the courtyard. Wen Wanwan usually doesn’t travel far, and this trip would take at least half a month. Naturally, Wen Fufu was reluctant to part and repeatedly reminded Jiang Huai to take good care of her sister. Jiang Huai nodded his agreement several times before Wen Fufu finally felt somewhat relieved.

Tonight, Wen Wanwan stayed and slept with Wen Fufu, while Jiang Huai returned to his own courtyard. As he opened the gate, he saw Chu Xianning in the center of the courtyard, dancing alone under the moonlight.

Jiang Huai was momentarily stunned, quietly gazing at the figure of Chu Xianning bathed in moonlight. However, as soon as the door opened, Chu Xianning stopped her movements. She was dressed in a white gown, clearly having just bathed not long ago.

“Why did you stop dancing?”

“I don’t feel like dancing for you,” Chu Xianning replied, her answer straightforward and candid.

Jiang Huai could only look at her wistfully, then couldn’t help but start rambling.

“If I can’t see my master dance today, I’ll be very upset. Being upset could lead to a blockage in my Dao Heart, which could cause confusion in my mind. That confusion might lead to poor judgments in the secret realm, which could put me in danger, and that danger could be fatal. Master, you wouldn’t want your good disciple to die in the secret realm, right?”

“Good riddance,” Chu Xianning replied coldly, lifting her chin and looking at him with disdain.

“Just a little while longer, just a little while,” Jiang Huai pleaded pitifully.

Chu Xianning turned her face away and after several moments, she slowly spoke, “I only started dancing because I ate a Dragon Blood Elixir and felt too hot and restless to sleep.”

“Ah, so you’ll dance a little more to help you sleep?”

Chu Xianning pointed to a stone platform, “You... play the zither.”

Jiang Huai almost instantly ran to the stone platform and sat down as if carried by the wind. He took out the ancient zither, placed his hands on the strings, and blinked innocently.

“What would Master like to hear?”

“Whatever you like... but only one piece.”

Chu Xianning seemed unusually pliant tonight.

Jiang Huai’s fingers gently caressed the zither strings, playing a lively tune. Chu Xianning’s skirt fluttered, her eyes cold and her cheeks devoid of any smile. Yet the courtyard seemed to fill with the warmth of jade, and the moonlight cast a hazy glow on her skirt, faintly revealing the graceful curves beneath.

Jiang Huai was particularly reluctant to stop, and he played the piece for a long time without finishing it. Chu Xianning didn’t want to interrupt the music, but after a while, Jiang Huai reluctantly lifted his hands from the zither and began to clap.

“Master’s dance is much better than Luo Yueguan’s.”

“Have you seen her dance?” Chu Xianning’s eyes lifted slightly.

“I wanted Luo Qingyu to learn from her to improve the mother-daughter relationship. I happened to catch a glimpse when I was at the Qingxuan Sect,” Jiang Huai explained righteously.

Chu Xianning responded with a light hum.

Perhaps because Chu Xianning had been too gentle with him lately, Jiang Huai’s little desires became increasingly rampant. He looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes and suddenly asked in a soft voice,

“If Master is tired from dancing, would you like a foot massage?”

At that moment, the gentleness in Chu Xianning turned into frost.

Jiang Huai sensed trouble and was about to say something to remedy the situation, but Chu Xianning had already approached him. Jiang Huai was sitting on a chair, and Chu Xianning looked down at him from above. Jiang Huai’s forehead was instantly covered in cold sweat, but his mind was a mess, unable to think of any words to say.

Chu Xianning extended her hand and lightly tapped with her fingertip, sending a surge of spiritual energy that knocked Jiang Huai off the chair and onto the ground.

Chu Xianning sneered, and the next second, her leg lifted, and her foot pressed hard against Jiang Huai’s chest, grinding it a couple of times.

“Didn’t I advise you to restrain yourself these past few days?”

Chu Xianning’s voice was icy, and Jiang Huai’s voice trembled, “I was wrong.”

“Wrong?”

Chu Xianning’s foot kicked hard against Jiang Huai’s chest again, “It doesn’t seem like you know you’re wrong at all.”

As the wind lifted her skirt, Jiang Huai’s gaze was involuntarily drawn to the hazy hem and the glimpses of Chu Xianning’s legs beneath. But as soon as he looked, Chu Xianning’s foot kicked his shoulder,

“You never learn!”

“Close your eyes!”

Chu Xianning’s voice rose slightly, and Jiang Huai obediently closed his eyes. Darkness enveloped him, which somehow seemed even more stimulating.

Chu Xianning’s foot kicked his chest again.

Chu Xianning never dared to use too much force; with her eighth realm cultivation, a little too much power could kill Jiang Huai outright. So she always controlled her strength based on Jiang Huai’s reactions, and Jiang Huai, no matter how hard Chu Xianning kicked, would always howl in pain, making her punishment seem rather mild.

“Do you still want to massage?”

“No more, no more, I was wrong.”

Jiang Huai said earnestly, appearing to repent sincerely, but Chu Xianning just sneered, her foot still pressing on his chest, her toes lifting his chin slightly.

“Next time I hear you speak like that, it won’t be as simple as stepping on your chest.”

“Then, where will you step?”

Jiang Huai’s voice trembled.

“I want to see if you’ll still have any shame left then!”

Hmm, why do I feel a little excited thinking about it?

“I was wrong...”

Jiang Huai turned on his coquettish mode.

Chu Xianning gave him a cold look and finally moved her foot away. Jiang Huai slowly opened his eyes and looked into Chu Xianning’s eyes, blinked, and after a second or two, he asked softly,

“Speaking of which, I’m leaving early tomorrow morning. Master, shall we have a drink tonight?”

“You seem to really enjoy urging me to drink,” Chu Xianning’s voice grew colder.

“Do I?” Jiang Huai’s voice began to tremble again.

Had Chu Xianning already noticed his ulterior motives?

“Jiang Huai, do you think I don’t know anything?”

“What does Master know?” Jiang Huai’s heart pounded as if it would leap out of his chest.

But suddenly, Chu Xianning fell silent.

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Jiang Huai quietly looked up to see Chu Xianning holding a wine jug, looking down at him from above with an unquestionable command in her voice.

“Open your mouth, you scoundrel.”

“Ah...”

Jiang Huai obediently opened his mouth, and the next second Chu Xianning poured the wine.

The clear peach blossom brew drew a silver arc in mid-air, falling into Jiang Huai’s mouth. But even as his lips were filled, Chu Xianning did not stop pouring. He swallowed several times, struggling to keep up, and wine spilled from the corners of his mouth, wetting his clothes. Only then did Chu Xianning’s indifferent voice rise.

“Have you had enough?”

Logically, he should bow his head and apologize now, and it would all be over. Chu Xianning’s slight grudge would have been vented.

But suddenly, Jiang Huai had a brainwave and blinked at Chu Xianning.

“The wine Master feeds me is so sweet and fragrant. I love it.”

Chu Xianning took a deep breath.

Her leg suddenly lifted, her foot nearly touching Jiang Huai’s face, hanging high. Her toes tensed slightly, her voice cold with full annoyance.

“You like it very much, huh?”

She tilted the wine jug, and the clear liquid fell on her foot, making her foot shimmer as if covered in flowing light. The clear liquid reflected the moonlight’s brilliance, and the wine flowed from her toes onto Jiang Huai’s face. Jiang Huai quickly closed his lips in a humiliated gesture, but then Chu Xianning’s cold command echoed in his ear.

“Don’t you like it? Today, I’ll personally feed you, you scoundrel!”