Versatile Sword Cultivator

Faced with Leng Feiyan's scrutinizing gaze, Lin Jichen quickly came up with an idea.

"I thought taking a bath meant scrubbing each other's backs... So I was preparing to scrub yours, Master..."

Leng Feiyan's suspicion eased a bit, and she let out a sigh of relief. "No need, just soak yourself in there. Don't move around or cross the line."

"Got it, got it. Don't worry, Master."

Lin Jichen quickly agreed, feeling lucky to have dodged another bullet.

"Alright then, just soak quietly and no talking."

After saying that, Leng Feiyan submerged her head further into the water, her entire body hidden beneath, afraid Lin Jichen might see her.

Lin Jichen sneaked a glance underwater, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

The milky white Tianshan spiritual spring and the flower petals floating on the surface successfully blocked all sight.

Lin Jichen thought it was a pity, wishing his eyes had X-ray vision.

But seeing Leng Feiyan's pretty face was enough for him.

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Leng Feiyan's hair was tied up, her entire body submerged in the water. Whether it was from the heat or nervousness, her jade-like cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes were darting around, not daring to look at Lin Jichen.

Lin Jichen also didn't dare to speak recklessly, fearing that he might anger Leng Feiyan and get kicked out, which would lower his Affection Level with her—a loss he couldn't afford.

So, the master and disciple soaked in the water, only their heads above the surface, looking like two silly geese.

The temperature in the room inexplicably rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread.

In this situation, silence spoke louder than words.

Lin Jichen's heart raced at 180 beats per minute, thinking about how the person sharing the tub with him was his master, and she was likely not wearing anything. His blood surged with excitement.

This forbidden and ambiguous atmosphere was truly too stimulating.

"It's just a bath, don't be nervous, nothing to make a fuss about," Leng Feiyan kept comforting herself internally.

Sensing the awkward atmosphere and the silence, Leng Feiyan was about to say something to ease the tension.

But then she noticed a trickle of red from Lin Jichen's nose.

She exclaimed in surprise, "Disciple, why are you having a nosebleed?"

Lin Jichen touched his nose, and indeed...

"It's... it's nothing, just a bit of internal heat lately."

Lin Jichen felt extremely embarrassed. Damn, he was so low; just soaking in a bath could give him a nosebleed.

If he actually saw something stimulating, wouldn't he be anemic in no time?

Leng Feiyan seemed to understand something, and immediately turned her head away in embarrassment, her face burning with shame.

Afraid that Lin Jichen might get the wrong idea, and even more afraid he might impulsively do something outrageous, Leng Feiyan decided to divert his attention.

"By the way, disciple, did you complete the two tasks I gave you before I went into seclusion?"

Lin Jichen quickly nodded. "Yes, I did. I reported the matters of the Sword Pavilion to the Grand Elders, and they said they would handle it personally."

"Good job. Did you attend Ji Hongyue's birthday banquet?"

"I did."

"Was it smooth?"

"Uh... very smooth."

Lin Jichen suddenly felt guilty, remembering there was something he hadn't reported to Leng Feiyan.

That was the matter of Ji Hongyue choosing a son-in-law.

Previously, he could use his master's seclusion as an excuse, but now that Leng Feiyan was out, should he consult her opinion?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, he dismissed it.

He wanted to live a few more years.

Forget it, when Ji Hongyue asks, he would just say Leng Feiyan hadn't come out of seclusion yet. Delay it as long as possible.

Leng Feiyan didn't suspect anything, nodding her head, and continued to ask about Lin Jichen's experiences over the past month.

Lin Jichen recounted his experiences, including the Land of Sealing Demons, Storm Valley, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains, to Leng Feiyan.

Of course, he didn't mention Chu Tianhan's attempt to kill him.

Such matters without evidence and with significant implications were better left unsaid for now. He would report it to Leng Feiyan when he had proof.

The two of them chatted in the bath, and the atmosphere was no longer as ambiguous as before.

Just as they were engrossed in their conversation, a voice came from outside the bedchamber.

"Junior brother~ Junior brother~ Where are you?"

Lin Jichen recognized the voice immediately as Nangong Yue's and tensed up.

Nangong Yue had just come out of seclusion too. Seeing the Thunder Tribulation on Sword Palace Mountain, she knew Lin Jichen must have broken through to the Golden Core Realm, so she came to congratulate him.

But after arriving, she couldn't find any trace of Lin Jichen.

She hadn't seen Lin Jichen go down the mountain, so where could he be?

She searched everywhere, including his living quarters and the Sword Palace, but couldn't find him.

This made Nangong Yue anxious, fearing that Lin Jichen might have failed the Tribulation Crossing and been obliterated by the Thunder Tribulation.

With this thought, Nangong Yue became extremely worried and even searched Leng Feiyan's bedchamber.

"Why would Little Yue come looking for you?" Leng Feiyan suddenly asked.

Lin Jichen's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained, "Senior Sister must have seen me pass the Thunder Tribulation and break through to the Golden Core Realm, so she came to congratulate me. Master, it's nothing. I'll just answer her so she doesn't worry."

Just as Lin Jichen was about to call out, Leng Feiyan stopped him.

"Don't speak!"

Leng Feiyan's face was flushed, and in her urgency, she reached out from the water, covering Lin Jichen's mouth with her jade-like hands.

Because she raised her hands, her delicate and fair collarbone emerged from the water, and in the dim light, a deep white cleavage could be seen surfacing from the water...

Lin Jichen's barely controlled nosebleed suddenly gushed out, spraying all over Leng Feiyan's hand.

Leng Feiyan noticed her exposure, her face instantly burning like fire, and she quickly retracted her hand, submerging herself back into the water, leaving only her head above.

"Master... why won't you let me speak..."

Leng Feiyan glared at him, thinking her foolish disciple was truly dense. If he responded to Nangong Yue here, how could she, the Sect Master, maintain her dignity?

Lin Jichen quickly realized and awkwardly smiled. "Disciple understands. I won't speak. But if I don't say anything, what if Senior Sister gets worried?"

"You seem to care a lot about your Senior Sister?" Leng Feiyan said softly.

Lin Jichen inwardly smiled bitterly. Oh no, does Master know something?

Fortunately, Leng Feiyan didn't have time to inquire further. She just said, "Turn around."

"Huh? Oh." Lin Jichen complied, turning his back to Leng Feiyan.

Soon, he heard the sound of water splashing behind him. He didn't need to think to know that Leng Feiyan was getting out of the water.

If he turned around now, he would definitely feast his eyes.

But Lin Jichen didn't dare, nor could he, because... his body was inexplicably immobilized, unable to move.

It seemed Leng Feiyan, afraid he might turn around, had used a secret technique to immobilize him, preventing him from peeking.

After the water splashing sound, he heard the rustling of clothes being put on.

Then, Lin Jichen felt his body lighten, the restraint lifted.

"Stay here and don't make a sound. I'll go talk to Little Yue."

After saying that, Leng Feiyan left the room.

Lin Jichen turned around, but the beauty was already gone. He sighed in regret, wishing he could have taken a peek.

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