After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master
Chapter 216 - Can’t Waste It

Chapter 216: Can’t Waste It

The moonlight shone brightly in the bathhouse.

Jiang Huai looked down, and although his vision was slightly blurred from the alcohol, the touch of his fingertips was incredibly clear. He tried to open his eyes a bit wider to clearly see his master’s soft sole and the round, delicate, pale pink ankle, as well as the neatly arranged ten slender toes, more delicate than flowers, more lustrous than jade.

It’s over! You’ve been ruined by Chu Xianning in this lifetime!

Chu Xianning’s foot, Jiang Huai had sneakily watched it grow from a young girl’s slender shape to a baby’s softness. Jiang Huai always wondered if his strange fetish was because Chu Xianning didn’t like wearing shoes and socks in the courtyard.

It’s all Chu Xianning’s fault!

Jiang Huai massaged earnestly, and after a while, he submerged his master’s slender ankle back into the water, rinsing off all the perfume. Chu Xianning released her arms from her chest, suddenly stood up, her delicate toes stepping on the droplets. She picked up the wooden scoop, scooped up a scoop of water, and gently splashed it on him. Her slender hand also touched his chest, wiping away all the foam from earlier.

What do you mean, Chu Xianning? What do you mean?

Torture me and then reward me?

Do you think I can’t handle this test?

Do you think I’ll soften just like that?

Ha, don’t even think about it!

Jiang Huai heard a ding in his ear.

【Tonight, Master is drunk and no longer as cold and indifferent as usual. She is seriously intoxicated and no longer sober, and the long-suppressed grievances are quietly fermenting in her heart.】

【You and Chu Xianning have been pulling and tugging at each other in a repetitive cycle. Every time you think you’ve broken through her defenses, in a few days, she will wrap herself up tightly again. But tonight is a great opportunity for your relationship with the master to take a big step forward.】

【Chu Xianning has always tried to deceive herself, always just your master, deceiving herself that she has never had a shred of romantic feelings for you. Therefore, tonight, try every means to coax the master into kissing you voluntarily.】

【Task Reward: high-grade experience scroll*5.】

Seeing the task reward, Jiang Huai roughly knew that the difficulty of completing this task would definitely be much higher than expected. His system often didn’t make sense, like this time, coaxing the master to kiss him was rewarded with five experience scrolls, while initially trying to get the master to sacrifice herself to heal him was only given ten experience scrolls.

But Jiang Huai later thought that having a system that doesn’t make sense is a logic in itself.

But he couldn’t do it.

He wasn’t a love god or a romance expert, just a timid ghost who occasionally had a surge of lust.

Chu Xianning’s slender hand was slightly cold as she gently wiped away all the foam from Jiang Huai’s chest, then her body shrank back, looking at him indifferently.

“You can wipe the rest yourself.”

Jiang Huai obediently scrubbed himself clean, and after bathing, he hesitated for a moment before looking at Chu Xianning.

“Then I... wipe myself and change clothes?”

Chu Xianning closed her eyes.

Jiang Huai stepped out of the bathhouse, shedding his wet clothes. After drying off with a towel, he changed into a set of fresh white garments. His gaze fell upon the closed eyes of Chu Xianning, whose cheeks appeared sanctified under the moonlight.

“It’s done,” he whispered.

Chu Xianning opened her eyes and looked at him.

“You, close your eyes.”

Obediently, Jiang Huai closed his eyes, and soon he heard the sound of Chu Xianning emerging from the water. She also removed her soaked undergarments, dried herself, and changed into a new dress. Jiang Huai couldn’t resist teasing.

“What if I open my eyes and peek?”

“I’ll gouge out your eyes,” she replied.

Her voice was so close, as if she stood right in front of him. The thought of a naked Chu Xianning being so near set his imagination alight with visions of her porcelain-white body, causing his eyelashes to tremble with the urge to sneak a peek. That was until Chu Xianning threw her discarded undergarment over his head.

“Don’t look around.”

Jiang Huai sensed a faint floral scent, characteristic of Chu Xianning’s clothing. Anything she wore carried a fragrant aroma. He remembered an ancient tome he had read days before, which contained detailed records about the Flower Spirit Body. Chu Xianning wasn’t the only one; there had been several over the millennia.

The Flower Spirit Body, also known as the Wood Spirit Body, not only exuded a fragrant scent but also had the ability to make flowers and trees bloom. Chu Xianning’s Flower Spirit Body could keep the spiritual flowers in the courtyard blooming all year round, and she had even healed a locust tree that Jiang Huai had accidentally broken days before.

But there was a particularly sinful aspect to it.

The Flower Spirit Body possessed desires beyond those of ordinary people, regardless of gender. Even if suppressed daily, once aroused, these desires became difficult to contain, far more challenging than for average people.

The two Flower Spirit Bodies mentioned in the ancient tome—one was a notorious wanton, the other a bulldozer... But his fairy master, Chu Xianning, was pure and chaste, and her cultivation technique had a powerful purifying effect, which barely kept her desires at bay.

Moreover, the Flower Spirit Body had a constitution similar to that of the demon race. Even without intimate experience, they could secrete sweet nectar.

When Jiang Huai first read this, he couldn’t help but wish he had been taken in by Chu Xianning at the age of two. But then again, if he had been nursed by her since childhood, it would have been even less likely for any intimacy to develop between them.

It was just a thought.

Besides, if he had been two years old, she might have handed him over to someone else to raise, and he wouldn’t have had the chance to stay by her side from a young age.

The ancient tome also recorded more private matters. When a woman with the Flower Spirit Body was aroused, she could secrete a special nectar that nourished the soul and refined the body, with effects comparable to a millennium-old spiritual medicine.It could be secreted once every three days.

When Jiang Huai first read this, his head spun, and the system in his ear started pinging, issuing him a strange task.

【Harvest the sweet nectar of your fairy master at least three times. Note: Must be personally harvested.】

【Task Reward: Flower Spirit Body*1.】

Jiang Huai had pondered that if he also possessed the Flower Spirit Body, he wouldn’t need to dual cultivate with Chu Xianning. He could use the power of the Flower Spirit Body to suppress the medicinal effects and the Cold Qi of the Ice Soul Profound Body, aiding in the restoration of his spiritual sea.

But he dared not entertain this thought. If he mentioned it to Chu Xianning, she would probably kill him on the spot, or at the very least, tie him to a tree and beat him severely.

The “Note” in the system task made Jiang Huai itch with frustration. If he didn’t have to harvest it himself, perhaps his master would have been more lenient, which would be better than dual cultivation to improve his cultivation.

Damn system!

Jiang Huai’s mind was filled with these absurd thoughts until Chu Xianning spoke indifferently.

“It’s done.”

Jiang Huai opened his eyes to see Chu Xianning dressed in a black slip dress with soft, delicate black lace at the hem, resting on her snow-white thighs. He was slightly dazzled.

“Where did this dress come from?”

“I bought it myself at Ziyun Pavilion,” Chu Xianning replied calmly.

The sleepwear was naturally only to be worn in the courtyard. Chu Xianning had happened to see it during her last visit to Ziyun Pavilion and, on a whim, bought it. She couldn’t explain why she liked it, as she had always disliked such revealing clothing in the past.

“It looks very nice,” Jiang Huai said softly, his gaze unintentionally falling on the neckline of Chu Xianning’s dress, where black lace bordered her fair chest, revealing just a hint of skin.

But as soon as he looked, Chu Xianning raised her hand as if to poke his eyes, causing Jiang Huai to duck and close his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, Chu Xianning was already walking out of the bathhouse.

“Is master planning to sleep now?”

“Yes.”

“Shall we talk a bit more?”

“No.”

Jiang Huai followed Chu Xianning’s pace, well aware that the task he had just received to coax Chu Xianning into kissing him was doomed. He had no idea what to say to charm her.

That night, after escorting Chu Xianning back to her room, he was at a loss for words to win her willing kiss, which resulted in a punch from her. Perhaps he occasionally knew a bit of sweet talk, but such words were like child’s play in front of Chu Xianning.

“Then may I tell master a story?”

Jiang Huai had already approached Chu Xianning, who didn’t speak but walked into her room and climbed into bed, covering herself with the blanket.

She closed her eyes and said indifferently,

“Go ahead, I’ll listen... and you should sleep early after I fall asleep.”

So Jiang Huai began to tell a revised fairy tale he called “Snow White Holy Maiden and Her Seven Little Licking Dogs.”

The story was bland and silly, and Chu Xianning showed little reaction. By the time Jiang Huai reached the middle of his tale, Chu Xianning’s breathing had become particularly steady.

He tried softly calling “master” a couple of times, but Chu Xianning didn’t respond.

It seemed master had truly fallen asleep.

Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning’s peaceful sleeping face and couldn’t help but chuckle. A drunk Chu Xianning was particularly adorable, her usual aloofness completely gone, sometimes like a carefree little girl, other times like a bad woman who enjoyed teasing and provoking a little scoundrel.

But now, the sleeping Chu Xianning had returned to her usual cold demeanor.

Jiang Huai watched her in silence for a long time, saying nothing more. He had no more whispers to share. Sometimes he realized that the words spoken while drunk were not to be taken seriously. Now, looking at his master’s cool cheeks, Jiang Huai suddenly wanted to kiss her forehead.

Just a light kiss on the forehead.

Thinking this, Jiang Huai leaned in slowly, reasoning that a kiss on the forehead wasn’t excessive or despicable. He moved cautiously, holding his breath, not wanting to disturb Chu Xianning. But just as he was about to get close, Chu Xianning suddenly opened her eyes.

Startled, Jiang Huai thought to flee, but Chu Xianning seemed to have anticipated this, grabbing his collar. Through her gaze, Jiang Huai could tell that it was still the drunken Chu Xianning!

Damn it! He had been tricked! She hadn’t been asleep at all!

“What... are you trying to do?”

Chu Xianning’s eyes held a mix of scorn and annoyance.

“I wanted... to kiss master’s forehead.”

“Lies.”

“Really! I didn’t, didn’t want to kiss the lips...”

Jiang Huai’s words became more and more feeble, and he couldn’t be sure if he would have been tempted to kiss Chu Xianning’s lips if she hadn’t woken up after he kissed her forehead.

“Are you so obsessed with the touch of lips?”

Chu Xianning’s slender hand gripped his collar, her eyes showing a hint of confusion.

“Even if you did kiss, what would it mean? Haven’t you kissed Wen Wanwan, Luo Qingyu, and others enough?”

“Mainly because of the Flower Spirit Body, master’s lips are really sweet...”

Jiang Huai’s words trailed off, and hearing Chu Xianning suddenly mention Wen Wanwan and Luo Qingyu, he had an ominous premonition.

“Sweet, is it?!”

With a sudden force, Chu Xianning gripped Jiang Huai, pulling him onto the bed. Before he could speak, she pinned him down, and the fairy master flipped over him. She reached out, grabbed his chin, and with a mischievous smile in her drunken eyes, she said seductively.

“Then shall I feed you enough to your heart’s content?”

“Anyway, I’m sure master will punch me in the next second, haha, it’s already been twice tonight. Does master really think I’ll fall for the same trick a third time?”

Before Jiang Huai could finish speaking, Chu Xianning, who was lying on top of him, suddenly lowered her head. Her dark hair cascaded down, covering his face, and her lips landed on his.

Cool, soft, fragrant, fiery.

So sweet.

Jiang Huai suspected he was drunk and dreaming. He pinched his thigh hard, the pain was intense, and Chu Xianning was indeed feeding him her nectar. He was flustered and anxious, yet instinctively reached out to embrace her slender waist, only to be slapped away the next second.

A moment, two moments, after a dozen breaths, Chu Xianning lifted her face, sitting beside him. She looked down at him with a cold voice.

“Have you had enough?”

“Not enough,” Jiang Huai Jr. boldly replied for once.

He felt he was going mad, this boldness was so unlike him.

Chu Xianning expressionless, hit his abdomen.

“Not enough, but there’s no more. I’ve fed you, now you must agree to my condition.”

“What condition?”

“Say first, you will definitely agree.”

“Definitely!”

“For the next three months, you are not allowed to trick me into drinking.”

Chu Xianning turned her head, her eyes cold yet tinged with annoyance.

Jiang Huai was baffled,

“But clearly, when I suggested drinking to master, all master had to do was refuse, right?”

Chu Xianning suddenly reached out and choked his neck.

“You only need to remember what I say, not argue. Do you understand?”

“Understood.”

Only then did Chu Xianning let go, turning away and quietly sighing in relief.

She realized she was becoming increasingly bad at refusing and increasingly anxious. But if the disciple didn’t bring it up... perhaps she wouldn’t have to worry about whether to refuse, right?

“Forget everything about tonight. Tomorrow, when you go to Qingxuan Sect, if you mention a word to Luo Yueguan, I will expel you from the sect,” Chu Xianning said coldly.

“Okay,” Jiang Huai replied softly.

Chu Xianning finally let out a sigh of relief. She stretched out her delicate little foot and gave Jiang Huai a light kick on his waist.

“Go to sleep.”

“Wait a second...”

Jiang Huai sat up, suddenly reaching out to rest his hand on Chu Xianning’s slender shoulder.

“What?” Chu Xianning was startled.

“There’s still a bit of floral dew on the master’s lips; it can’t go to waste.”

With that, Jiang Huai suddenly leaned in, and Chu Xianning’s slender, soft body was pressed down onto the bed by him, her rosy lips gently kissed by his.

...But after only three breaths.

Jiang Huai was sent flying out of the room with a knee to the chest, and this time the locust tree in the courtyard was nearly split in two.