Chapter 142: Secure Position

Meanwhile, Feng Qingya keenly felt Su Jingzhen’s breath growing heavier.The warmth of his breath on her ear and neck seemed to intensify.

Even though Feng Qingya’s attire seemed normal on the outside, it was always somewhat form-fitting.

Now, the sensation became more pronounced.

It felt like something pressing against her back.

She knew that if this continued, trouble would ensue.

“Master Su, please, now is really not the time,” Feng Qingya tried to resist with her own abilities.

But Su Jingzhen was a Body Cultivator after all.

Caught in his grasp, escaping was easier said than done.

And strangely, the more she struggled, the more excited Su Jingzhen seemed to become.

Hearing her words, Su Jingzhen chuckled breathlessly again, “Once the door is closed, no one can see. It’s fine.”

As he spoke, his hands moved faster, soon reaching higher.

Feng Qingya sighed inwardly, and her sapphire blue storage ring flashed momentarily.

In the next instant, a bright light flashed in the room.

And just like that, Feng Qingya had slipped out of Su Jingzhen’s embrace.

She stood three steps away from him.

Su Jingzhen felt a pang of shock.

He didn’t know what technique this was. Just moments ago, he had held Feng Qingya tightly.

He was confident that no Foundation Establishment cultivator, or even a Golden Core stage cultivator, could escape his hold at such close range.

And that intimate contact earlier had stirred something within him.

His instincts were telling him to continue, and if things progressed further, Su Jingzhen wouldn’t hesitate to take Feng Qingya by force.

But now, with Feng Qingya out of his embrace, Su Jingzhen’s eyes cleared.

He knew there was no opportunity today.

“What kind of talisman is this? It must be of extremely high grade, right?”

Then he looked at Feng Qingya curiously and asked.

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He didn’t feel anything just now, and Feng Qingya had already escaped.

Then, without waiting for Feng Qingya’s response, he smiled again, “Since Miss Feng isn’t ready, just say so. No need to waste such an advanced talisman here.”

Feng Qingya maintained her seductive smile, but inwardly, she sneered.

If mere words were effective, she wouldn’t waste such a talisman.

After all, her position in the Feng family was not high, and these resources weren’t easy to come by.

“Master Su seems rather impatient. It seems this place isn’t quite suitable for Miss Qingya,”

When saying this, Feng Qingya’s face was still flushed.

Then, almost instinctively, she walked towards the door.

Although she noticed Su Jingzhen’s calm demeanor and his breath no longer being as hurried as before.

But to Feng Qingya, Su Jingzhen at this moment was even more unpredictable.

One second he seemed normal, and the next, what if he grabbed her again?

In this room, Su Jingzhen’s advantage as a Body Cultivator was too great for her to risk it.

Would she have to waste another escape talisman if things escalated again? That would be too much of a loss.

With that, Feng Qingya simply opened the door.

Only now did she completely relax.

“It seems Master Su isn’t feeling as hot anymore, so Qingya doesn’t need to help him cool down,” she teased again before walking out of Su Jingzhen’s room.

For Feng Qingya, she had formed some judgments about Su Jingzhen by now.

In her view, Su Jingzhen wasn’t averse to the company of women, nor was he indifferent to her.

It’s just that when they were at the Treasure Gathering Pavilion before, he was too calm, too resolute.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingya’s heart grew heavier.

But her appreciation for Su Jingzhen was also growing.

“This guy has the will of a strong cultivator,” Feng Qingya muttered to herself as she left Su Jingzhen’s courtyard.

Little did she know, the so-called strong will of Su Jingzhen that she imagined was merely a result of his reliance on the Clear Heart Technique.

As Feng Qingya pondered this, Su Jingzhen suddenly saw a line of golden text before his eyes.

【Emotional Connection +2】

【Remaining usable points: 76】

Huh?

To receive empathy points at a time like this was somewhat surprising to Su Jingzhen.

“Could it be that she actually enjoyed what just happened?” he wondered.

This unexpected increase in empathy points sent Su Jingzhen another signal.

In the room, he looked at his hands, reminiscing about the sensation from earlier.

Unexpectedly, a hint of longing arose in his heart. After all, he was just a young man with youthful vigor.

…

On the other side, after leaving Su Jingzhen’s courtyard, Luo Yuebai went straight to a quiet building near Clear Wind Mountain.

“Old man, it’s time for you to fulfill your promise!”

Luo Yuebai ascended the building and found the black-clad man who had intercepted Su Jingzhen that day sitting there.

Seeing the excitement on Luo Yuebai’s face, the man’s expression turned slightly puzzled.

“What’s wrong with you, girl? What promise of mine?” he asked, before suddenly realizing something.

His expression changed to one of astonishment. “Has that kid returned?”

As he spoke, there was a hint of incredulity in his tone.

Although he hadn’t intended to kill Su Jingzhen that day, those final two blows had been heavier than he had intended.

In his view, even if Su Jingzhen hadn’t died, his injuries wouldn’t have healed in just two or three days.

“Old man, do you remember what you said on Clear Wind Mountain? Now that Su Jingzhen has returned, I can forgive your previous behavior. But you also need to show your attitude,”

Luo Yuebai said, with a hint of coyness in her tone.

This caused the black-clad man to burst into laughter.

“Haha, girl, call me grandpa first.”

“Hmph! Grandpa Three!”

Luo Yuebai reluctantly called out.

“Haha, I, Shen Yifeng, have been roaming Qingzhou for so many years. Naturally, my words carry weight.”

“Now, on behalf of the Evil Moon Sect, I acknowledge the position of the Grand Acolyte of the Linjiang Branch held by that kid, Su Jingzhen. I’ll also inform your grandpa and second grandpa.”

“I guarantee that no one from the Evil Moon Sect will try to test that kid Su Jingzhen again. And if he’s willing, I’ll take him as my disciple!”

Hearing Shen Yifeng’s words, Luo Yuebai’s excitement surged once more.

She knew how much influence this old man had in the Evil Moon Sect.

Since he dared to guarantee this, Su Jingzhen’s position was now thoroughly secure.

“Isn’t your Grandpa Three generous? Calling me grandpa one more time isn’t too much, right?”

“Grandpa Three, Grandpa Three, Grandpa Three…”

“Haha, good granddaughter!”