’Zheng Qingyao, come here and kneel in front of me!’
The system responded almost immediately.
[Request failed.]
[Insufficient Favor Debt points.]
[Required points for this request: 250]
[Current available debt: 220]
Li Jian’s expression stiffened slightly.
’250 points just to make her kneel?’
A bit unwilling, he quickly asked the system,
"Why is the cost so high?"
[The target possesses strong pride and an elevated status. Requests that involve clear submission or loss of face will require significantly more Favor Debt points.]
Li Jian frowned and immediately requested a more detailed list related to physical contact.
Then a new panel unfolded before his eyes.
[Request Cost Reference – Zheng Qingya]
Kneeling / formal apology: 250 – 280 points
Holding her hand: 40 – 55 points
Touching her waist: 60 – 80 points
Touching her breast over clothing: 90 – 110 points
Direct skin contact on sensitive areas: 150 – 180 points
Li Jian’s eyes paused on one particular line.
’Touching her breast over clothing... only around 100 points?’
’Her pride makes kneeling expensive... but touching her body is actually cheaper?’
The corner of his mouth slowly curled upward.
’In that case...’
Without further hesitation, Li Jian focused his will and issued a new request.
’Zheng Qingyao, come here and let me touch your breast over your clothes.’
The system responded at once.
[Request confirmed.]
[Favor Debt from Zheng Qingya: 220 → 120]
[Request has been successfully issued.]
[The target will perceive this request as natural and proper.]
Almost the moment the points were deducted, Zheng Qingyao who had been standing by the table paused slightly.
A faint look of realization crossed her beautiful face, as if she had just recalled something that was only reasonable.
She put down the jade slip in her hand and calmly walked toward Li Jian, who was still sitting weakly on the floor.
Her purple eyes looked down at him with the same cold indifference as usual, yet there was not the slightest resistance or doubt in her actions.
She stopped right in front of him.
Then, under Li Jian’s slightly darkened gaze, the arrogant senior sister from Alchemy Peak slightly leaned forward, bringing her full, soft chest.... covered only by the thin white-and-purple fabric of her robe closer to him.
Her voice remained cool and natural as she spoke,
"What are you waiting for? I am busy, so get it over with, trash."
Li Jian stared at the soft, snow-white cleavage that was now within easy reach, the refined fabric rising and falling gently with her breathing.
A dangerous light slowly gathered in his eyes.
He raised his still somewhat pale hand and directly grabbed her full breast over the thin fabric of her robe.
The moment his fingers sank in, an incredibly soft and heavy sensation filled his palm.
’Damn...! What is this softness?’
Li Jian’s eyes widened in surprise at the heavenly sensation in his hand.
It was almost like a soft liquid that was somehow still firm, flowing and yielding under his palm.
’If it already feels this amazing through the cloth... just how much better would it be if it were direct?’
Without any gentleness, Li Jian began to roughly knead the soft mound, his fingers digging deep into the elastic flesh and openly playing with it as he pleased.
Zheng Qingyao’s body stiffened slightly, but her expression remained mostly calm, as if enduring this was only natural.
Li Jian’s eyes darkened further.
He squeezed her breast hard, feeling the soft flesh bulge and deform between his fingers, then deliberately pinched the tip where her nipple was through the cloth.
"Uhh..."
A faint, almost suppressed sound escaped from Zheng Qingyao’s throat as her nipple quickly hardened under the rough treatment.
The thin fabric did little to protect her from the sharp stimulation of his pinching and twisting fingers.
He did not stop there.
Li Jian continued to roughly massage and pinch her breast, openly enjoying the soft, heavy weight in his hand and the way her body subtly trembled from the forceful treatment.
He even slapped it lightly, as if it were his stress toy.
Only after thoroughly playing with it for a while did he finally release his grip.
A clear wrinkled imprint of his fingers was left on the fabric covering her breast, and the outline of her stiffened nipple was faintly visible.
Zheng Qingyao’s purple eyes lowered slightly.
A thin flush had appeared at the base of her ears, but her voice still carried that same cold arrogance when she spoke again.
"Are you done yet..."
Li Jian wasn’t done at all.
But then he paused and withdrew his hand because he sensed a presence approaching.
He clicked his tongue inwardly, annoyed that he hadn’t gotten enough.
’Damn bastard... What a waste of my points.’
Seeing that he was finished, she straightened her body as if nothing major had happened and casually adjusted the front of her robe, though the traces of his rough groping were still clearly visible.
Then she looked down at him with her usual indifferent gaze.
"If there is nothing else, then leave once you can walk. Do not waste any more of my time."
With that, she turned around and walked back to her table, already treating what had just happened as something natural and insignificant.
Li Jian remained sitting on the floor, slowly opening and closing the hand that still retained the soft, warm sensation of her breast.
The feeling of roughly kneading and pinching that arrogant senior sister’s chest was still vivid in his mind.
A deep, dark smile slowly spread across his face.
’Senior Sister Zheng... This is still far from enough.’
Just as that thought crossed his mind, the door to the alchemy room was pushed open from the outside.
A handsome young man in neat inner sect robes stepped in.
He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a tall, upright figure that carried the confidence unique to those with both talent and background.
The moment he entered and saw Zheng Qingyao, a warm smile appeared on his face.
"Junior Sister Qingyao, I heard you were conducting experiments again today, so I came to—"
His words suddenly paused when his gaze fell on Li Jian, who was still sitting weakly on the floor with a pale face and lingering blood at the corner of his lips.
The handsome male disciple’s expression instantly turned cold.
"An outer disciple? Why is trash like this inside your alchemy room?"
The handsome male disciple’s voice carried clear disdain as he strode further into the room.
His sharp gaze swept over Li Jian’s pale face and the lingering blood at the corner of his lips, and the contempt in his eyes only grew stronger.
"Junior Sister Qingyao, you are being too kind. Using this kind of lowly outer sect garbage as a test subject will only dirty your alchemy room. If he dies here, won’t it just create more trouble for you?"
He then looked down at Li Jian and spoke in a cold, mocking tone,
"What are you still sitting there for? Don’t you know how to crawl out on your own? Or does an outer disciple like you need this senior brother to kick you out?"
Li Jian’s eyes lowered slightly.
On the surface, he still maintained a weak and respectful appearance, but a cold light had already gathered deep within his gaze.
Zheng Qingyao did not speak up for him.
She only glanced over with her usual indifference and said calmly,
"He is still useful for now. Once he can walk, he will leave on his own."
The handsome male disciple sneered.
"Useful? Trash is still trash no matter how you look at it."
As if to emphasize his words, he stepped forward and deliberately knocked Li Jian’s shoulder hard with his knee as he passed by, causing the already injured Li Jian to sway and nearly fall sideways.
"Know your place, outer disciple."
The moment that physical contact and humiliation landed—
[Ding!]
[Detected: Harm and humiliation caused by Zhao Ming.]
[Favor Debt from Zhao Ming: +70]
Almost at the same time, another notification followed.
[Ding]
[Detected: Indirect harm and disregard caused by Zheng Qingyao.]
[Favor Debt from Zheng Qingya: 120 → 150]
Li Jian’s lowered eyes flickered with surprise.
’Zhao Ming...? And even Zheng Qingyao gave me more points just from standing by and letting it happen?’
He slowly steadied himself on the floor, his expression still weak and obedient on the surface, but in his heart, the cold smile had already deepened.
’Two debts at once... How unexpected.’