The Female Cultivator In The World Of Men

Le Fangling walked inside without dilly dallying anymore but her movement was somewhat stiff and robotic.

Looking at her walk, AN Cheng could not help but let out a soft chuckle but quickly calmed herself down. She was not supposed to act friendly with anyone…cough..

But as sharp as she was, Le Fangling heard her short snicker.

"…..", I know I look stupid but please don't make it so obvious.

"What are you waiting for, sit down." An Cheng had opened a small jar of medicine and was waiting for Le Fangling to sit down.

Like an obedient little puppy, Le Fangling sat on the chair and turned her back to An Cheng. She was too nervous to face the girl straight on.

"Aren't you going to take it off?" An Cheng asked with a sigh, "I mean your outer robe. I can't apply the medicine with you wearing that full body covering robe there now, can I?"

"Ahh..Right…" Le Fangling nodded her head and proceeded with taking off her outer robe. Her hands were trembling slightly as she undid the belt around her waist and pulled off the outer coat.

Despite taking off the outer robe, she was still in a white robe made up of thin and pure silk that covered her body from the bust area to her ankle.

'Whoever designed this uniform code, I am really thankful to you ancestor.' Le Fangling was crying tears of joy inside as she remained seated on the tool with her back facing An Chneg.

If she had to strip off and become completely naked in front of someone, Le Fangling would have probably died of shame.

This chapter upload first at NovelUsb.Com

<Ahemm…Host..You were NAKED when you met that boy and grandmaster Lan…Remember?> the system that had done silent could not help but speak when it saw the shameful condition of its host.

'Ahh then…' Le Fangling remembered about the boy called An Lin and Grandmaster Lan who had come to fetch her in the southern province.

She meant no offence, but both of them were kind of at the back of her head already.

'Those two don't count..' Le Fangling replied waving off her hands. She was only nervous to the point of sweating only because of An Cheng.

'Why would I get nervous seeing an old man and a spineless brat..tch tch..'Le Fangling clicked her tongue inwardly at the system.

The system, "..."

.

An Cheng has not noticed the small gestures from Le Fangling as she was busy with applying the medicine on the wounds that was on the back, around the neck and shoulder.

Those were very small bruises and the numbers of the cuts were even lower than she had expected but seeing those, An Cheng was washed over by another wave of guilt.

'I shouldn't have used the technique without having mastered it first.' She reprimanded herself inside her mind once again.

Maybe it was her unconscious desire to show her superiority when she faced such a strong pressure and aura from someone who was supposed to be inferior to her..she did not know.

But what she did was still against her principle to not hurt people and she was not proud of it.

With her mind being occupied like this, she did not even think about why the numbers of cuts on her Le Fang ling's back were less.

At the very least, she was supposed to have around hundreds of cuts or more than that but she could count on her fingers, the number of scars there were from the wind blades.

As for Le Fangling, she really did not feel any pain as the pain resistance was still in action and as they were not that deep, she had even forgotten they existed.

"Eeek…" Le Fangling let out a cry when she felt a warm sensation on her back.

Feeling the fingers on her back, Le Fangling was once again brought back to reality. The feel of the medicine was cool on her back but the skin where the fingers touched lightly, like a dragonfly stepping on a stagnant water gave a warm feeling.

Afraid, the wound might open up and hurt when the medicine was being applied; An Chneg was even blowing on them while applying it. She was doing all she could to make up for the things.

"Does it hurt?" An Cheng asked with concern when she hears the yelp of her junior sister.

Le Fangling shook her head fiercely and said, "No, it's fine. It doesn't hurt that much."

"Good." An Cheng breathed out a sigh of relief and continued with what she was doing.

"Err…" Le Fangling was filled with overwhelming emotion, making her crouch down her back even more, almost forming an arc with her back.

'This feeling..' She could feel herself feeling extremely emotional and touched due to the kindness she was being showed.

Never in both of her life, had anyone ever been this caring towards her. Forget about showering her with love and affection, she had only gotten insults hurled at her like shower of flowers.

Le Fangling balled her hand into a tight fist and held all the overflowing emotion inside her heart.

"Senior sister…" Le Fangling bit her lip nervously as she called An Cheng. Her voice was trembling slightly even though she was trying hard not to show any emotions.

"What is it?" An Cheng asked as she dipped her finger inside the lotion and smeared it on the top of her thumb and index finger to warm it a little with friction before applying them on the small cuts on her body.

"T-Thank you.." Stuttering, Le Fangling thanked her from the bottom of her heart. "You are very kind."

An Cheng's hand which were doing their job diligently stopped abruptly for a fraction of second but soon resumed the work as if nothing had happened.

"Think nothing of it..I…I am just doing my job." An Cheng's face turned solemn while her eyes that were filled with only dedication to what she was doing was now filled with a melancholy that Le Fangling couldn't see.

'Kind huh?' An Cheng's lips curled up in a sad and bitter smile.