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Lin Feng slapped himself without mercy, the sound crisp and loud.
“See no evil!
Lin Feng, what the hell are you thinking!” he cursed under his breath, his face burning.
This was his designated First Disciple!
How could he have such filthy thoughts?
He was worse than a beast!
(TL: meanwhile qian xunji….)
“Tsk, looks like I need to find myself a wife first.
Otherwise, I’ll be distracted all day and have to rely on my hands to solve the problem…”
He quickly went through a mental list of potential candidates for disciples whose looks and figures met his standards.
Then he ruled them out.
Between those who were already taken or otherwise unsuitable, there weren’t many left who met his requirements.
“Eh?”
A thought suddenly popped into his head: “Others can marry Soul Beasts as wives, why can’t I?”
Thinking of the Tang Family’s complicated, multi-generational relationships with Soul Beasts, his mind instantly opened up.
“If I’m going to marry one, it has to be the best!
Let me research some potential candidates…”
He immersed himself in researching his future wife.
Just then, the bathroom door gave a soft ‘click’.
Zhu Zhuqing walked out, having changed her clothes.
She was still wearing her signature tight black outfit, which perfectly outlined her slender figure.
Her wet black hair was draped over her shoulders, with a few strands clinging to her fair neck, adding a touch of seductive beauty.
Lin Feng’s gaze involuntarily glued to her.
In his mind, the hazy silhouette from earlier overlapped with the crystal-clear image before him, and an even stronger surge of heat rushed to his lower abdomen.
“Dammit…”
He cursed inwardly, forcefully suppressing his surging blood.
“This eighteen-year-old body is really a headache!”
Zhu Zhuqing was still clutching the set of blood-stained, damaged old clothes, looking for a place to throw them away.
Looking up, she happened to meet Lin Feng’s burning gaze.
Her cheeks instantly flushed red, and she was so embarrassed she wanted to curl her toes into the ground.
She hurriedly hid the tattered clothes behind her back, her eyes darting away.
“Can you…
can you not look at me like that…” her voice was as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.
“Also, thank you so much for helping me escape the pursuers and for healing my injuries.”
She took a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions.
“I will definitely repay this kindness in the future.
I…
I’ll leave now, you can have this room.”
Stay in the same room overnight with a man she had only known for half a day?
Just the thought of it made her uncomfortable all over.
If she hadn’t been covered in blood and grime earlier, she might have even refused to bathe here.
‘Wanting to leave?’
A playful arc curved at the corner of Lin Feng’s mouth.
He hadn’t gone to all this trouble just to hear a light ‘thank you’ and a promise of future repayment.
What he wanted to hear was: Teacher!
“Leave?” he said slowly.
“Where do you want to go?
Am I really that scary to you?”
“Or is it that in your eyes, me saving your life and healing your wounds is only worth a few gold coins in return?”
Pushed back half a step by him, Zhu Zhuqing shook her head repeatedly.
“No!
That’s not it!
You’ve misunderstood!
I didn’t think that!”
She just felt like she was sitting on pins and needles in this ambiguous and awkward atmosphere.
To be honest, if she really left, where would she go?
She was actually at a loss.
“Oh?
Then tell me, why are you in such a hurry to leave?
Give me a reasonable explanation.”
Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth, but couldn’t say a single word.
What could she say?
That she felt his gaze was too aggressive?
That she felt it was dangerous to be in the same room as a strange man?
That sounded more like she was accusing her savior.
Her eyes reddened slightly from the frustration.
Seeing the girl’s embarrassed yet stubborn look, Lin Feng chuckled.
“I’ve never been one to force people.
Do you want to become stronger?”
“I can help you.
Why don’t you reconsider becoming my disciple?”
In his heart, he was frantically complaining about that damn ‘mutual consent’ rule…
How much easier it would be if he could just force her into submission!
Who cared if she was willing?
As long as the goal was achieved, right?
The words ‘become stronger’ struck a chord with Zhu Zhuqing’s inner longing!
Her body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with deep bitterness and helplessness.
“I…
I do want to become stronger, very much so!”
“But I really have things I must do.
I know this isn’t enough to repay you, but I really have nothing else right now…”
As she spoke, she felt aggrieved again.
Her voice choked up, and tears welled in her eyes.
“As long as you nod and become my disciple, then helping you will be my duty as your master.
It’s only natural.
Any talk of repayment would be too formal.”
“I am a Rank 79 Soul Saint.
I should be qualified to be your master, shouldn’t I?”
Zhu Zhuqing snapped her head up.
“Rank 79 Soul Saint?”
Her cat-like eyes widened instantly, filled with disbelief!
The man before her looked eighteen at most, not much older than herself!
She had trained with all her might and was only in her twenties(level not age).
How could he be a Rank 79 Soul Saint?
How was that possible?
Perhaps sensing the doubt in Zhu Zhuqing’s eyes, Lin Feng said no more.
With a thought, Soul Power surged around him: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black.
Seven Soul Rings, shimmering with different lights, appeared one after another!
Zhu Zhuqing held her breath, her cool cat-like eyes involuntarily dilating as she stared fixedly at those seven Soul Rings.
Her small mouth was slightly open, her pink lips looking particularly enticing in her shock.
“Well?”
Lin Feng tilted his chin up and said, “Now you have to believe me, right?
I didn’t lie to you.”
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing’s slightly parted pink lips from shock, Lin Feng felt a strange urge to put something inside.
(TL: same)
He shook his head, suppressing that dangerous thought.
“Lin Feng…”
Zhu Zhuqing asked in a somewhat dry voice, “How big are you?”
“Eighteen.” Lin Feng raised an eyebrow, answering concisely.
“Oh, right,” he added as if just realizing, “you were asking about my age, weren’t you?”
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.
“Yes!
What else did you think I was asking?”
“Oh, oh, I almost misunderstood…”
“Then it’s also eighteen.”
“…” Zhu Zhuqing felt a vein throbbing in her temple.
She hated people with no sense of boundaries!
Was it really reliable to have this guy as a teacher?
An eighteen-year-old Rank 79 Soul Saint—how on earth did he do it?
She was truly envious!
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing fall into a long silence, Lin Feng didn’t press her further this time.
If he pushed too hard, he was afraid he’d make her cry again.
He could probably guess what Zhu Zhuqing was conflicted about.
Weren’t they in the Rose Hotel right now?
Since they hadn’t run into that Golden Retriever in heat today, they were bound to meet him tomorrow or the day after.
When the time came, he would let her see for herself what kind of person the fiancé she was so devotedly seeking really was.
Perhaps then her resolve would waver without him needing to say much.
Dealing with someone like Zhu Zhuqing, who was cold on the outside but tough on the inside and extremely guarded, forceful methods would only backfire.
Wasn’t he acting so unreliable and even a bit cheeky right now just to lower her guard and make her feel he was easy to get along with?
Sigh, to take in a disciple, he was practically becoming a Best Actor.
He even felt a little touched by his own efforts.
If Zhu Zhuqing could hear his thoughts right now, she would probably coldly retort: Acting?
You’re just being yourself!