45: Xiaoyan's thoughts

Even though three years had passed,

The earth-shattering battle between the Lietian Sword Sect and the Burial Heaven Demon Lord was still a popular topic of conversation among the Cultivators of the Five Elements Realm, widely circulated.

As for who won or lost, no one knew due to the strict secrecy of the Lietian Sword Sect.

However, that battle had reduced the Lietian Sword Sect's Hundred Thousand Mountains to ruins, and the casualties among the Disciples were heavy; this was something many had witnessed with their own eyes.

As for the Burial Heaven Demon Lord, he had vanished without a trace, his fate unknown!

Lian Kingdom.

Yunmeng Marsh.

A small boat was drifting aimlessly with the current.

At the front of the boat, a lonely figure wearing a straw hat and cloak sat cross-legged. He held a fishing rod in his hand; strangely, the hook was not only hanging in the air but also had no bait on it.

If a fisherman saw this scene, anyone would curse him as a fool.

But the young man was completely oblivious, enjoying the gentle breeze and fine rain on his face, humming a cheerful tune, as leisurely as an immortal from beyond the world.

Suddenly, ripples appeared on the water's surface.

A golden, plump carp leaped out of the water and bit directly onto the hook.

"Hahaha, wonderful, wonderful! My dear Disciple is in for a treat today!" Su Quan clapped and laughed.

The boat's speed unknowingly increased, like an arrow leaving a bow, kicking up white waves before finally stopping in front of a lonely island in the middle of the lake.

There was a bamboo forest on the island.

Deep within the bamboo forest was a simply built courtyard.

In the courtyard.

A tall young girl was bathed in sunlight, holding a bamboo sword, performing a set of profound sword techniques. Her beautiful body stretched gracefully, as light as a startled swan and as graceful as a swimming Dragon.

She thrust out her sword, seemingly condensing the momentum of heaven and earth.

The wind and clouds changed color, and the bamboo forest rustled; only a high-level powerhouse could see the terrifying killing intent hidden within each move and form.

Just then, the sound of footsteps approached from afar.

Di Yan casually performed a beautiful sword flourish and sheathed her sword.

Her purple eyes looked toward the quiet path. As she saw the figure walking unhurriedly, the cold arrogance on her pretty face instantly melted, replaced by a look of joy.

"Revered Master, you're back from fishing?"

"Here, look at what I caught today!"

Su Quan showed off the plump carp like a treasure, tossed it over, and said, "Xiao Yan, I want to eat fish today!"

"Alright!"

Looking at the incoming carp.

Di Yan suddenly drew her sword.

In an instant, endless sharp sword light brushed past the carp, slicing off the scales one by one without damaging the meat in the slightest.

This showed that the girl's mastery of swordsmanship had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

"Then Revered Master, I'll go make some soup for you first!" Di Yan caught the carp and ran toward the stove.

Watching the girl's increasingly curvaceous back as she walked away, Su Quan couldn't help but smile.

"Not bad!"

It was unclear whether he was praising her sword technique or her figure!

Calculating carefully, he had been living in seclusion on this lonely island for three years.

Back then, during the battle at the Lietian Sword Sect, he had faced the projection of an Immortal Lord.

Even though he had used all his means to fight for a way out, his internal organs had all been shattered; his injuries were extremely severe, and he had almost fallen under the sword.

Fortunately, after this period of recovery, he had finally fully healed.

Soon.

The tempting aroma of fish drifted over.

This was no ordinary carp; it was a Celestial Fish that Su Quan had spent a great price to Cultivate.

If a Mortal ate just one bite, it could add ten years to their Lifespan.

"Revered Master, come and eat!"

"Coming!"

At the stone table in the courtyard, the Revered Master and Disciple sat opposite each other, saying nothing, with only the crisp sound of clinking utensils.

Su Quan's expression was calm as he elegantly nibbled on the fish, savoring its fresh and fragrant aftertaste.

Di Yan picked up her small bowl.

She seemed to be eating fish, but the corners of her eyes couldn't help but glance at the young man's elegant and handsome face. For some reason, an unnatural blush appeared on her pretty face.

"Revered Master, I practiced the Seventy-Two Styles of Demon Body Forging again today, and my body feels a bit uncomfortable!" The girl's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, suppressing her shyness.

After saying that, she wolfed down the fish in her bowl and then fled back to her room.

"This girl, didn't I tell you that after reaching Major Achievement in body forging, you don't need to practice deliberately anymore? Can't you give me some peace of mind!"

Su Quan shook his head helplessly, though the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably.

He stuffed some fish into his mouth, but it felt a bit tasteless now.

After finishing quickly, Su Quan wiped the corners of his mouth while bringing out a bathtub, filling it with spring water and various Heaven And Earth Treasures, heating it with his powerful Internal Energy.

Until the spring water turned green, the medicinal fragrance wafted, and steam rose.

Carrying the bathtub, he walked straight into his Disciple's bedroom.

"Xiao Yan, take off your clothes!"

"Ah!"

Di Yan sat on the bed, like a well-behaved and submissive young wife, responding softly.

She bit her red lips, her face flushed red, and suppressing her shyness, she unbuttoned her collar, revealing her delicate collarbones and breathtakingly alluring fair skin.

Throughout the process, Su Quan didn't look once, only looking down and fiddling with the medicinal liquid.

No matter what he was thinking, he had to at least maintain the appearance of an upright Revered Master on the surface; he couldn't be one of those Revered Masters who takes advantage of their Disciples.

Soon.

The rustling sound behind him stopped, and the ethereal fragrance of the girl's body wafted over.

Then, a pair of straight, slender, snow-white, and well-rounded jade legs stepped into the bathtub. Like a startled rabbit, she hid her body completely under the water, showing only her small head and looking over with a blushing face.

"How is the water temperature?"

Su Quan put in a lot of effort to suppress the urge to have a nosebleed.

"Everything is fine, very comfortable!" Di Yan's voice was sweet and soft, her purple eyes rippling, who knows what she was thinking.

"Mhm, next, I will help you absorb the medicinal power and relax your muscles and bones!"

Su Quan's expression was solemn as his hands naturally rested on the girl's fragrant shoulders. His massage pressure was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, from top to bottom, striving not to miss a single Acupoint.

Su Quan had been using this technique for thirteen years.

But the further along they went, the more difficult it became for him to use.

"Ouch!"

Di Yan let out a groan that sounded like both pain and a flirtatious complaint.

"What's wrong?" Su Quan asked calmly.

"Revered Master, is... is the pressure from your hands a bit too much?" Di Yan's face was so red it looked like it was about to bleed. She looked down slightly and saw her Revered Master's large hands.

"The medicinal power doesn't penetrate easily into the Acupoints in this area, so naturally, I have to use more force!" Su Quan said indifferently.

"But... Revered Master, you didn't use this much force before!" Di Yan felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, tingling and numb, making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Silly girl!"

Su Quan unceremoniously gave her a flick on the forehead and explained solemnly, "You weren't this big before!"

"Oh!"

Di Yan nodded, half-understanding.

The reason she asked was purely because she found it a bit strange; as for the pain, this amount of pain was nothing to her. In her heart, she even wished her Revered Master's force was a bit stronger.

"Hmph!"

Su Quan didn't know if he was telling the truth or not.

He used his hand techniques to the limit, helping the girl fully absorb the medicinal bath. Facing her perky buttocks, also because the Acupoints were hard to grasp, he unconsciously increased his force.

Finally, he left two clear red palm prints on them.

" alright, Get some rest early today., This helps the medicine to work., I'll go out first.!"

Su Quan wiped the sweat from his forehead, then walked out of the room quickly with a slight hunch in his back.

When the door closed, Di Yan's incomparably beautiful face was instantly clouded with a sense of loss. She looked down at her chest, where there were two glaring bright red handprints on her snow-white skin.

She bit her red lip and placed her own small hand on top of them, mimicking her Revered Master's movements.

However, she could no longer feel that wonderful sensation from before.

"As expected, Revered Master is Revered Master!"

"I cannot comprehend Revered Master's technique!"

"If only Revered Master could massage me every day, how wonderful that would be!"

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