195: I promise

He noticed Qiu Lingsu's body trembling slightly, seemingly out of fear.

Chu Ying said with a bitter smile:

"Alright, Miss Qiu, I won't tease you anymore."

"Do you really think I'm that kind of hooligan?"

Qiu Lingsu's beautiful eyes widened in a daze, feeling utterly lost for a moment.

"What I'm talking about is proper cultivation."

"Could it be... that Miss Qiu misunderstood?"

A peculiar smile, laced with teasing, curved at the corner of Chu Ying's mouth.

Qiu Lingsu's face immediately flushed to her earlobes, and she whispered, "So Young Master Chu wants to discuss the cultivation of the Tianxuan Sutra with me?"

She finally realized, and could only guess it was the Tianxuan Sutra.

Since Chu Ying had obtained the Tianxuan Sutra, he naturally had to Cultivate it. Not only that, he also had to Cultivate the other three ancient scriptures from the Three Holy Lands.

Since he had already acquired them, why would he ignore them?

"Discussing other things isn't impossible, but I'm mainly afraid that Miss Qiu would be unwilling." Chu Ying's look of regret and wistfulness made Qiu Lingsu bite her pearly teeth lightly, unable to resist rolling her eyes.

However, her heart felt incredibly soft.

In fact, her not refusing already indicated an attitude of "yes."

If... Young Master Chu really wanted to do something to her, she would most likely not object.

After all, she could feel Young Master Chu's affection for her.

Although he teased her a lot and was very frivolous, it was all genuine and unconcealed; instead, it was open and ardent.

However, even at this critical juncture, Young Master Chu could still say such things, which undoubtedly showed how much he cared about her feelings.

"Speaking of which, if I rely solely on myself to Cultivate the Tianxuan Sutra, it might be difficult to achieve great success in a short time."

"If Miss Qiu can help me with the power transmission and guidance, my progress should be extremely fast."

Chu Ying said.

The so-called power transmission is essentially Qiu Lingsu transferring a portion of her own power to him, similar to the consumption when using martial arts in combat.

And he would directly circulate Qiu Lingsu's Tianxuan Sutra cultivation according to the Tianxuan Sutra's path, cultivating it into his own power. This way, it wouldn't take long to reach Qiu Lingsu's level.

In fact, Chu Ying's own talent was extremely high; even if he cultivated the Tianxuan Sutra alone, it wouldn't take long.

But, since there was a Holy Daughter Dao Companion with whom he could "dual Cultivate," why not seize the opportunity?

"Power transmission..." Qiu Lingsu's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she nodded gently.

"Young Master Chu's power is stronger than mine, so this is indeed feasible."

The prerequisite for power transmission is that the recipient's power must be stronger than the giver's; otherwise, the giver's own power could easily be assimilated, and the power from other cultivation methods previously cultivated would cease to exist.

Evidently, Chu Ying was definitely stronger than Qiu Lingsu, so there was no such concern.

"Then, shall we begin?"

Chu Ying smiled and sat down on the bed, seemingly not minding himself.

"Ah, now?"

Qiu Lingsu suddenly felt a bit dizzy.

...

"Miss Qiu, rest assured, I am a proper person. When I say cultivation, I mean cultivation. I will absolutely not do anything else."

Chu Ying had the expression of a righteous gentleman...

Qiu Lingsu's snow-white face glowed like a rosy cloud, her hair soft and cascading to her waist like a waterfall.

Her graceful nose was prominent, and her features were exquisitely refined.

Those clear, melancholic eyes, at some point, had shed their sorrow, quietly replaced by joy.

"I won't mistreat Miss Qiu either. Isn't there a saying, 'Boys are a girl's best skincare product'?"

"I remember when I first met Miss Qiu, though I was amazed by her beauty, I noticed a subtle, lingering sorrow in her eyes that couldn't be dispelled, making one feel pained to look at her."

"I even wondered if Miss Qiu was naturally a woman who couldn't shake off sorrow."

"However, looking now, much of the melancholy in Miss Qiu's brows has dissipated. Is this more or less related to me?"

Chu Ying chuckled, his eyes burning with affection, as if he wanted to strip Qiu Lingsu bare and devour her.

"Skincare..."

Qiu Lingsu bit her red lips, listening to Chu Ying's repeated teasing words, her psychological defenses had actually been lowered again and again.

She pursed her lips and softly said, "Ling Su truly has Young Master Chu to thank."

Qiu Lingsu's eyes also became hazy and dreamy.

In fact, during the time she spent with Chu Ying on that eighty-thousand-li snowy plain, she felt incredibly warm, as if she had an incomparably safe reliance that allowed her to fear nothing in this world.

No need to worry about others criticizing, no need to care about others' cold stares, and certainly no assassinations from the Netherworld First Grade Hall.

"So, I invite Miss Qiu to help me with power transmission for cultivation, and I can also play my part in helping Miss Qiu maintain her skin and complexion. This is mutual assistance, shouldn't be too much, right?"

Chu Ying blinked, gazing directly into Qiu Lingsu's beautiful, rippling eyes.

Listening to Chu Ying's "crooked logic," Qiu Lingsu found it somewhat amusing. Young Master Chu was truly interesting, but why did it still sound like he was teasing her?

Meeting Chu Ying's sparkling peach blossom eyes, Qiu Lingsu found it hard to control the flutter in her heart.

Unable to resist Chu Ying's seemingly reasonable "crooked logic," she finally nodded with a flushed face.

"Then, shall we really begin this time?"

Chu Ying said with a smile, "I promise, I won't do anything else, and I won't think of anything else."

"Miss Qiu, please believe me."

Qiu Lingsu bit her lip. Why did Young Master Chu mention this several times?

In truth, she didn't quite believe him...

"Okay."

Qiu Lingsu responded.

Then, she gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and began to circulate the Tianxuan Sutra, transferring her cultivation power to Chu Ying.

For her, this was essentially like performing several martial arts techniques, engaging in combat with someone; it wouldn't cause any harm.

However.

Just as Qiu Lingsu began to transmit her power to Chu Ying, she felt a warm breath on her lips.

She couldn't help but open her eyes.

She gazed at the handsome face so close to her, as radiant as a jade tree, elegant and dashing.

Her heart pounded, and even the speed of her power transmission slightly slowed.

Chu Ying, however, seemed unaware that she had opened her eyes, remaining immersed in his cultivation.

He was indeed not very "gentlemanly," but not overly "hooligan-like" either.

Qiu Lingsu almost fainted. Was this Young Master Chu's guarantee that he absolutely wouldn't do anything else, and absolutely wouldn't think of anything else?

"Woo..."

Qiu Lingsu was flustered, her mind a blank.

A myriad of thoughts spun, but in the blink of an eye, Qiu Lingsu's eyes became hazy and filled with affection.

She simply closed her eyes, pretending she knew nothing.

When she closed her eyes, Chu Ying opened his, a smile in the corners of his eyes.

But then Qiu Lingsu also quietly opened her eyes.

This time.

Their eyes met perfectly with Chu Ying's.