Investment Return System, Start by taking Demon Empress as a Disciple

Chapter 39: Master’s Taste...I Like It Too Much

Although often pursued by many, Leng Yanran had never experienced anything like this before. Her previous attempt was, unexpectedly, a bit too forceful, resulting in an audible sound. For a moment, her face felt as if it were on fire. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of regret in her heart!

Why did she lose control just now? How could she have done such a thing to her Master? This was terrible; her Master was bound to notice!

Meanwhile, Chen Daoxuan, rubbing his eyes, yawned and sat up. "Back already?"

Looking as if he had just woken up, he appeared entirely unaware of Leng Yanran's earlier actions.

"Disciple has fulfilled Master’s entrustment. Luo Heaven Sect has been dealt with."

Seeing this, Leng Yanran couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Suppressing her embarrassment, she paid her respects to her Master.

"Yes, not bad. This time, you've worked hard. Go cleanse yourself in the Spirit Pool and then come back to tell me about your experiences."

Chen Daoxuan spoke very naturally.

"Huh? Didn't I use up all the Spiritual Liquid in the Spirit Pool, Master?"

Leng Yanran was slightly taken aback. She had completely absorbed all the precious Spiritual Liquid in the Spirit Pool before, leaving not a single drop behind.

"In the hall, I've set up a gathering formation for spiritual energy. Even if the Spiritual Liquid is used up, it won't take long to replenish the pool. Hurry along."

Chen Daoxuan sensed his disciple's confusion and explained with a light chuckle.

Hearing this, Leng Yanran felt admiration for her Master's strength once again. She never expected that such precious Spiritual Liquid wasn't even a rare commodity. Even if it were depleted, a new pool could quickly be formed!

With that, Leng Yanran didn't refuse any further. After bidding her Master farewell, she entered the main hall. Once Leng Yanran was inside, Chen Daoxuan unconsciously touched the faint red mark left on his face.

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"My disciple seems a bit mischievous… She actually took advantage of the time I was sleeping to do something inappropriate. Could it be due to the influence of Enchantment Art she practices alongside the Chaos Heavenly Demon Art?

"Well, never mind. I won't make a fuss this time."

Chen Daoxuan's lips curved into a smile as he thought back to the scene just now.

Since Leng Yanran entered the scope of the Heavenly Dao Hall, he had been aware of her presence. Every action of hers couldn't escape Chen Daoxuan's senses. He couldn't help but wonder if practicing alongside the Demonic Art would eventually turn her into a disrespectful disciple!

Just the thought of it made Chen Daoxuan… worried, yes, worried!

Spirit Pool Hall.

Leng Yanran removed her clothing and dipped herself into the pool. The refreshing Spiritual Liquid dissipated the heat in her heart. However, the memory of almost being discovered by her Master moments ago made her blush once more.

"Leng Yanran, oh Leng Yanran. Master has saved your life, imparted mythical-level techniques, and bestowed countless precious treasures upon you! And yet, you dared to disrespect Master and attempt to cross the line. Your mind must be going bad!"

Leng Yanran submerged her entire body, including her head, in the Spiritual Liquid, unable to suppress a wave of regret for her actions just now. After soaking for a whole hour, Leng Yanran finally calmed down completely, reverting to her usual cool demeanor.

Stepping out of the Spirit Pool, Leng Yanran initially intended to retrieve a clean dress from her storage pouch. However, her gaze suddenly shifted.

She noticed that an extra clothes rack had appeared in the Spirit Pool Hall, neatly displaying a variety of garments. Most of them were her Master's attire, with one set casually thrown into a corner, seemingly discarded by her Master.

He must have taken a bath in the Spirit Pool.

"As a disciple, it's only natural to help Master with his laundry, right?"

Suppressing the fiery heat she had just barely subdued, Leng Yanran's determination flared up again when she saw her Master's clothes. She pretentiously walked over, cradling her Master's garments in her arms, and headed toward the edge of the Spirit Pool.

However, upon reaching the pool's edge, she didn't immediately start cleaning the clothes. Instead, she buried her head in the garments, relishing in her Master's scent. She became completely lost in the experience.

"Mmm... Master's scent is so delightful. I'm a bit reluctant to wash these… By the way, there are so many clothes here. I wonder if Master would even notice if one set went missing once in a while?"

Blushing, Leng Yanran, in the end, made the decision to tuck that particular set of clothes into her storage pouch, though her intentions remained unclear.

Unbeknownst to her, a rather serious issue had escaped her notice. Ever since she began practicing the Chaos Heavenly Demon Art alongside the Enchantment Art, she often found herself thinking about somewhat "blush-inducing" matters whenever she saw her Master.

Unable to lay hands on her Master, she could only extend her mischievous thoughts to his clothing.

She returned to the clothes rack, where Leng Yanran realized that among her Master's garments, there were also some female outfits neatly placed. In the Heavenly Dao Hall, only she and her Master resided; it was clear that these were prepared by him for her.

"Indeed, Master is both thoughtful and gentle. It's truly overwhelming… Unfortunately, Master is like the moon in the sky, untouchable… But these clothes are quite unique. I've never seen anything like them in the Northern Domain."

Leng Yanran examined several sets of female attire, curiously selecting one from the rack.

"Why is the fabric so sparse… Could this be the clothing that people from the Southern Domain wear?"

As she held up the garment, Leng Yanran's face reddened. She realized that these clothes barely covered the essential areas, leaving large portions of skin exposed.

They somewhat resembled what she had heard about the Southern Domain's fashion. Yet, the texture of the fabric felt like black gossamer, as smooth and delicate as silk. It didn't seem like something made by the Southern Domain.

"No matter, after all, Master specially prepared these for me. I shouldn't waste his kind intentions!"

In the end, Leng Yanran decided to put on the clothing her Master had prepared. However, due to her unfamiliarity with such garments, it took her a while to figure out how to wear them. Once she was dressed, Leng Yanran looked into the bronze mirror in the Spirit Pool Hall, her reflection leaving her somewhat dazed.

Master's choice of clothing was truly unique...

It accentuated her already alluring figure, making her appear even more irresistible!

But as she wore this type of clothing for the first time, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.

However, thinking of her Master waiting for her report, Leng Yanran couldn't afford to dawdle. With long strides, she left the main hall and headed toward a small pavilion.

Sensing his disciple coming out, Chen Daoxuan casually glanced in her direction.

"Hiss!!!"