Chapter 39: Master’s Taste...I Like It Too Much

Chapter 39: Master’s Taste...I Like It Too Much

Although often pursued by many, Leng Yanran had never experienced anything like this before. Her previous attempt was, unexpectedly, a bit too forceful, resulting in an audible sound. For a moment, her face felt as if it were on fire. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret in her heart!

Why did she lose control just now? How could she have done such a thing to her Master? This was terrible; her Master was bound to notice!

Meanwhile, Chen Daoxuan, rubbing his eyes, yawned and sat up. "Back already?"

Looking as if he had just woken up, he appeared entirely unaware of Leng Yanran's earlier actions.

"Disciple has fulfilled Master’s entrustment. Luo Heaven Sect has been dealt with."

Seeing this, Leng Yanran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Suppressing her embarrassment, she paid her respects to her Master.The roots of this story extend from novell bìn origin.

"Yes, not bad. This time, you've worked hard. Go cleanse yourself in the Spirit Pool and then come back to tell me about your experiences."

Chen Daoxuan spoke very naturally.

"Huh? Didn't I use up all the Spiritual Liquid in the Spirit Pool, Master?"

Leng Yanran was slightly taken aback. She had completely absorbed all the precious Spiritual Liquid in the Spirit Pool before, leaving not a single drop behind.

"In the hall, I've set up a gathering formation for spiritual energy. Even if the Spiritual Liquid is used up, it won't take long to replenish the pool. Hurry along."

Chen Daoxuan sensed his disciple's confusion and explained with a light chuckle.

Hearing this, Leng Yanran felt admiration for her Master's strength once again. She never expected that such precious Spiritual Liquid wasn't even a rare commodity. Even if it were depleted, a new pool could quickly be formed!

With that, Leng Yanran didn't refuse any further. After bidding her Master farewell, she entered the main hall. Once Leng Yanran was inside, Chen Daoxuan unconsciously touched the faint red mark left on his face.

"My disciple seems a bit mischievous... She actually took advantage of the time I was sleeping to do something inappropriate. Could it be due to the influence of Enchantment Art she practices alongside the Chaos Heavenly Demon Art?

Unbeknownst to her, a rather serious issue had escaped her notice. Ever since she began practicing the Chaos Heavenly Demon Art alongside the Enchantment Art, she often found herself thinking about somewhat "blush-inducing" matters whenever she saw her Master.

Unable to lay hands on her Master, she could only extend her mischievous thoughts to his clothing.

She returned to the clothes rack, where Leng Yanran realized that among her Master's garments, there were also some female outfits neatly placed. In the Heavenly Dao Hall, only she and her Master resided; it was clear that these were prepared by him for her.

"Indeed, Master is both thoughtful and gentle. It's truly overwhelming... Unfortunately, Master is like the moon in the sky, untouchable... But these clothes are quite unique. I've never seen anything like them in the Northern Domain."

Leng Yanran examined several sets of female attire, curiously selecting one from the rack.

"Why is the fabric so sparse... Could this be the clothing that people from the Southern Domain wear?"

As she held up the garment, Leng Yanran's face reddened. She realized that these clothes barely covered the essential areas, leaving large portions of skin exposed.

They somewhat resembled what she had heard about the Southern Domain's fashion. Yet, the texture of the fabric felt like black gossamer, as smooth and delicate as silk. It didn't seem like something made by the Southern Domain.

"No matter, after all, Master specially prepared these for me. I shouldn't waste his kind intentions!"

In the end, Leng Yanran decided to put on the clothing her Master had prepared. However, due to her unfamiliarity with such garments, it took her a while to figure out how to wear them. Once she was dressed, Leng Yanran looked into the bronze mirror in the Spirit Pool Hall, her reflection leaving her somewhat dazed.

Master's choice of clothing was truly unique...

It accentuated her already alluring figure, making her appear even more irresistible!

But as she wore this type of clothing for the first time, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

However, thinking of her Master waiting for her report, Leng Yanran couldn't afford to dawdle. With long strides, she left the main hall and headed toward a small pavilion.

Sensing his disciple coming out, Chen Daoxuan casually glanced in her direction.

"Hiss!!!"