Oh heavens, the Beautiful Master’s reaction matched the script exactly! When was the last time something like this happened?
Yan Zhen was utterly shocked.
Aside from cultivation matters, every action the Beautiful Master took toward him had deviated from the script, so he had grown used to it. For her reaction to align perfectly now was simply unbelievable!
But the Beautiful Master’s bashful look was truly adorable. Heh heh heh~
Suddenly, a pair of arms as fair as frosted snow wrapped around Yan Zhen’s waist from behind, hugging him tightly. He felt two supremely soft mounds press against his back, accompanied by the Beautiful Master’s whisper in his ear:
“Zhen’er…”
“Master?”
Yan Zhen perked up instantly. The stone wall before him had yet to rise fully, but the Beautiful Master had silently circled behind him, pinning him completely.
Was Master angry and about to punish him?
Sure enough, she spoke in a soft, reproachful tone:
“Zhen’er, you’ve grown more and more disobedient lately. If you keep this up, your master will have to punish you.”
With that, she grasped his most sensitive spot.
Yan Zhen’s body went rigid.
—I didn’t, I haven’t! I just wanted to follow the script and refine the divine blood with the Beautiful Master’s help.
“Master, I was wrong.” With his weakness in her grip, Yan Zhen quickly surrendered. “I shouldn’t have gotten carried away.”
“It’s so hot to the touch…” Chen Xi’s hand moved gently a few times. “Zhen’er, tell your master honestly: Has the restless factor in your body not been fully cleared yet?”
“No.” Yan Zhen shook his head. “I-I just thought Master looked so beautiful, so I… got like this.”
“Eh?”
Chen Xi paused at his words, her heart stirring. Her starry eyes grew even gentler, nearly melting with affection.
She released her hold and steadied his shoulders, her red lips parting softly:
“Zhen’er, refining divine blood carries the risk of backlash. That’s why your master must unite with you as one to reduce its rejection… Do you understand?”
—But the script said a simple hug would do, no need to unite.
Yan Zhen wanted to say that, but he held his tongue just in time.
After all, the Beautiful Master was the true expert—far more reliable than System-chan. Which one to trust was obvious.
He hated those patients who kept spouting “But Dr. Google said…” just as much as he despised know-it-alls second-guessing professionals when they were barely amateurs themselves. What a joke!
“I understand, Master.”
Yan Zhen obediently lifted his hips, allowing the Beautiful Master to deftly slide off his long-trunked little elephant boxer shorts and toss them onto the bank.
“Turn around, Zhen’er.”
Yan Zhen shuffled his hips halfway around to face her squarely, then crossed his legs.
Chen Xi cradled her disciple’s face and planted a kiss on his lips before saying:
“Good boy. Your master will take good care of you now~”
She kissed him again, her hand guiding him to readiness as their lips met. Then she lowered herself onto him, her plump, snowy thighs clamping tightly around his waist.
“Mmm~” She arched her swan-like neck, stifling a moan unbecoming of her masterly dignity.
“Master…”
Yan Zhen’s eyes reflected a vivid crimson; he swallowed hard, his voice thick with undisguised desire.
Chen Xi glanced down, her beautiful eyes brimming with indulgent affection.
She adored this eager, frustrated look on her disciple and was tempted to tease him further, but now was not the time for play.
“Mmm~ Be patient, Zhen’er. Once the cultivation is done, your master will give you everything~”
As she endured the tingling pleasure between her legs, Chen Xi produced the Snake God Blood from the Myriad Snake Queen.
Though her bloodline had evolved once, it paled in comparison to Chen Xi’s own Star God Blood. She would have Yan Zhen absorb this weaker divine blood first to acclimate.
In her palm, a tiny blood snake glowed with vibrant colors, coiling and writhing.
With a slight exertion of pressure, the blood snake burst under the strain, transforming into a lump of radiant divine blood.
Suppressing its divinity, Chen Xi held the Snake God Blood aloft and brought it to her disciple’s lips.
“Alright, Zhen’er. Swallow She Ji’s divine blood first.”
Yan Zhen eyed the Snake God Blood in the Beautiful Master’s hand and curiously flicked his tongue out for a taste.
Slurp~
A numbing sensation hit his tongue the instant it brushed the surface. Startled, he pulled back and frowned.
“Master, this doesn’t taste good at all.”
“You have to eat it even if it doesn’t.” Chen Xi gave him a light tap on the head, then cooed gently, “Once you’ve eaten it, your master will feed you something delicious.”
“Mm.”
Yan Zhen was only complaining idly; he knew full well the importance of divine blood. He opened his mouth wide and swallowed it down.
Gulp.
The moment it entered his stomach, the vast energy within the blood broke free of Chen Xi’s restraint and erupted like an explosion.
Yan Zhen’s eyes bulged. He felt as if needles were pricking every inch of his body—agony beyond measure.
“Don’t fear, Zhen’er! Circulate the great crimson heaven flame to protect yourself. Don’t let the Snake God Blood backlash against your bloodline!”
Gritting his teeth through the pain, Yan Zhen closed his eyes and summoned the great crimson heaven flame, dispersing it through his limbs and torso to encircle the rampaging Snake God Blood within.
The great crimson heaven flame clashed fiercely with the Snake God Bloodline, each countering the other.
But with his medicinal aid, Yan Zhen quickly gained the upper hand.
Seizing the moment, Chen Xi twisted her hips in dual cultivation with him while retrieving the second portion of divine blood—her own Star God Blood.
She held the Star God Blood in her mouth and passed it to him mouth-to-mouth, releasing her own yin essence in the process.
The second divine blood entered without discomfort, for Yan Zhen’s aura had temporarily merged with the Beautiful Master’s through their dual cultivation.
With her assistance, Yan Zhen directed the Star God Blood to collide with the Snake God Blood, shattering its divinity. He then refined it with his three extreme flames and fused it into his own bloodline.
One night later—success!
As his vital energy circulated, threads of flame radiance spread across Yan Zhen’s skin. Unlike ordinary flames, it resembled flowing blood.
Yan Zhen opened his eyes. The water in the pool exploded outward, and the Beautiful Master perched on his lap shuddered from the shockwave. Her delicate hands gripped his shoulders as she panted for breath.
Yan Zhen hurriedly embraced her slender waist, burying his face in her ample bosom, and said joyfully:
“Master, I did it!”
Chen Xi recovered and gently caressed her disciple’s cheek, coaxing him:
“So, Zhen’er, how would you like your master to reward you?”
Yan Zhen didn’t answer with words. He simply lunged forward and bit down.
“Mmm~ Naughty Zhen’er, your master hasn’t agreed yet… Ah… Be gentler.”
Cultivation complete, master and disciple ascended to the heights of bliss once more.
It took Yan Zhen three days to fully absorb both divine bloods. The flame radiance on his skin grew more vivid and dense, though it was still far from the “Perfect Minor Accomplishment: Flame Splendor Like Red Lotus” realm.
Emerging from the Fire Refining Starry Sky, he heard a knock at the door. Upon opening it, all five women stood waiting outside.
Mentor Yu Xuan said sternly:
“The graduation ceremony is about to begin. Yan Zhen, freshen up quickly and come with me to the academy.”
