499: Hand mopping floor

While waiting, Zheng Yaqin's gaze drifted towards the door from time to time, her heart filled with trepidation and... anticipation?

She simply couldn't guess what kind of work Chen Xuan, being so laid-back, would arrange for her, and she was even more worried if she had the ability to... accept and execute it!

Time passed minute by minute, and just as Zheng Yaqin was lost in thought, a slight sound came from the bathroom.

A moment later, Chen Xuan emerged from the bathroom, having tidied himself up efficiently.

At this moment, he had changed into a new, clean set of clothes, looking exceptionally fresh and neat.

"You are... Zheng Yaqin, right?" Chen Xuan asked, wiping his still-damp hair with a towel.

Immortal Qi could instantly dry his hair, but only this half-wet, half-dry hair looked the coolest.

"Yes, I, I am Zheng Yaqin!" Hearing Chen Xuan call her name, Zheng Yaqin quickly stood up, answering with a hint of nervousness.

The next moment, Chen Xuan put down the towel and fixed his gaze on the carefully dressed woman before him.

"Hmm, I've seen you before. Today, you are very beautiful!" Chen Xuan's lips curled slightly upward, praising her with a faint smile.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yaqin's cheeks instantly flushed, and she smiled shyly, saying,

"Little Chen Supervisor, you, please don't tease me. I know what I look like."

Despite saying so, a hint of joy still involuntarily rose in her heart at being praised as beautiful by the person in front of her.

"Indeed, in the area I'm responsible for, beautiful and charming women like you are quite rare," Chen Xuan continued with a smile.

Faced with Chen Xuan's undisguised praise, Zheng Yaqin was momentarily at a loss for how to respond, only lowering her head shyly and unconsciously fiddling with the corner of her clothes.

At this moment, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and quickly escape this incredibly embarrassing situation.

"Alright, I won't say anything else. Yaqin, I need to arrange your upcoming work," Chen Xuan said to Zheng Yaqin with a serious expression.

"Yes, you, please tell me!"

"Hmm..."

Chen Xuan first looked around, then his gaze fell on the small stone house where he lived.

"Hmm... do you think my small stone house seems quite rudimentary? And the floor inside, it's a little bit dirty, so... could I trouble you to help clean it?"

Zheng Yaqin followed the direction of Chen Xuan's finger and saw unknown puddles of water on the so-called "immortal mine floor."

"Although my floor is made of immortal mine and the material is quite hard, you absolutely must not be careless when cleaning it. You must remember to use a soft cloth, and clean it by hand, wiping it little by little."

"Hand, hand-wiping the floor?!" Zheng Yaqin was stunned when she heard Chen Xuan's words.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Chen Xuan naturally saw Zheng Yaqin's confusion and asked.

He certainly knew that for a Cultivator, such a thing was like pulling down one's pants to fart, an unnecessary act, but for him, Chen Xuan, and Zheng Yaqin, it was just right.

"No, no problem, it's just... I've never tried hand-wiping the floor before, and I'm afraid I won't do it well enough to meet your expected standards..." Zheng Yaqin said timidly, but her voice clearly carried a hint of hesitation.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? Look at how timid you are, what kind of talk is that! You hesitate over such a small matter, how will you ever accomplish anything great in the future?

As the ancients said: 'If one cannot clean a house, how can one clean the world?' If you can't even face the task of cleaning a single room, then what can you do once you leave here??" Chen Xuan suddenly straightened his face and sternly reprimanded her.

Hearing these stern words, Zheng Yaqin immediately became as silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to say another word.

She hung her head, her eyes slightly red, her heart full of grievance. But she knew that she was now, in a way, dependent on others, and if she offended Chen Xuan, this hard-won rest might be ruined.

So, despite her reluctance, she could only force back her tears and softly replied, "Oh..."

If it weren't for the necessities of life, being employed here by Chen Xuan, she truly wanted to stand tall and loudly ask: "I, a dignified Immortal, possessing extraordinary Immortal magic and Divine Ability, why must I hand-wipe the floor to prove myself?"

However, facing Chen Xuan in reality, she dared not ask.

Seeing the wronged beauty in front of him, Chen Xuan suddenly laughed: "Actually, hand-wiping the floor can also be considered a form of cultivation. Only through this method can you better comprehend my... cough cough, the power of the immortal mine."

"Cultivation?" Zheng Yaqin widened her eyes, looking at Chen Xuan in confusion.

"That's right, it's cultivation, for you, and for me as well. As for what kind of cultivation it is, I think you can only comprehend it when you are doing it," Chen Xuan explained.

"Is that so...?" Zheng Yaqin fell into thought after hearing Chen Xuan's explanation.

"That's right, it is! And you just said you don't have relevant experience, but aren't I right here by your side! If you encounter situations that confuse you or you don't know how to handle, I will definitely stay by your side and ~ guide you!"

Chen Xuan smiled, his gaze once again becoming gentle, as he looked at Zheng Yaqin's charming and beautiful face.

The next moment, his eyes involuntarily lingered on Zheng Yaqin's graceful (body), and a heart-pounding image suddenly appeared in his mind:

Such a voluptuous, beautiful, and charming woman, if she were to kneel down and painstakingly wipe the floor with her fair, delicate hands, with her (breasts) protruding...

No, he couldn't continue thinking about it, otherwise, who knew what consequences it would lead to!

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan quickly shook his head, driving the seductive thought out of his mind.

But unfortunately, he did not succeed.

"Alright, it's getting late, go to work. Remember, when hand-wiping the floor, feel and experience the power of the immortal mine with your heart," Chen Xuan said with a smile.

"Yes, I, I understand." Zheng Yaqin nodded, then turned and walked into the inner room.

Although she didn't know why Chen Xuan said she would be confused, she couldn't worry about that much now. Anyway, the room wasn't big, and just wiping the floor, she thought, would be very easy.

Zheng Yaqin entered Chen Xuan's room and saw that the furnishings inside were very simple: only a bed, a desk, and a small wardrobe.

She took out a rag, then knelt down in front of the desk, and began to wipe the floor.

Meanwhile, Chen Xuan sat on the sofa, watching Zheng Yaqin's busy back, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"How is it? Yaqin, have you encountered any problems?" After a while, Chen Xuan asked.

Zheng Yaqin looked up at Chen Xuan, then shook her head and said, "No, no problem."

Chen Xuan nodded, said nothing more, and motioned for Zheng Yaqin to continue working.

Subsequently, Zheng Yaqin continued wiping the floor and quickly got into a rhythm. As time passed, Zheng Yaqin's mood gradually calmed down, and she began to fully immerse herself in the task of hand-wiping the floor.

But suddenly, she felt that the rag in her hand seemed to have picked up some dried, viscous cola. She raised her hand to look closely and found that there was a trace of Immortal blood!

Hmm, there was only a trace of blood, the rest... Zheng Yaqin's face flushed with shame, not daring to imagine.

Chen Xuan's Immortal cola was like this; if it fell on the ground, it would become viscous when it evaporated.