After finishing their discussion of serious matters and chatting idly for a few more moments, the women took their leave one by one. Only the master and disciple pair, Yan Zhen and Chen Xi, remained atop the altar.
Chen Xi looked her precious disciple up and down before asking softly, “Why did it take you so long to come in? Did something happen in the Thunder Pool?”
Yan Zhen scratched his head, unsure how to explain the circumstances, so he gave a simple account. “I got paralyzed by the Wind-Thunder Crystal Fire. It took quite a while to dispel the Wind-Thunder Power from my body.”
“It seemed like someone helped you out back in the Thunder Pool, Zhen’er…”
“It was Elder Yu Yan. Thanks to her, I didn’t get hurt.”
“Then you should thank her properly afterward.”
“Mm.”
“Since you’re not badly injured, Zhen’er, there’s no time like the present. Let’s start refining the Wind-Thunder Crystal Fire right away.”
“Okay~”
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Chen Xi raised her jade hand lightly. A large stone bed rose smoothly from the flat surface of the altar. Her Half-Step Mystic Realm spiritual power then flowed out, transforming into tangible gauze curtains and bedding that turned the stone bed into a luxurious setup.
“Zhen’er, where are the Array Diagram and Array Flags for the Thunder Avoidance Array?”
Yan Zhen hurriedly retrieved them from his storage ring.
Chen Xi took them and tossed them out casually. The eight Array Diagrams landed at the eight points around the stone bed, and the Array Flags flew into position one by one atop the diagrams, forming a small Thunder Avoidance Array.
Yan Zhen asked curiously, “Can the Thunder Avoidance Array be used during the refinement?”
Chen Xi smiled faintly. “Its effect won’t be as strong as it was during the subduing process, but it’s still decent insurance. Hop up on the bed~”
Moments later, Yan Zhen had stripped completely bare and was sitting cross-legged properly on the bed. Chen Xi shed her solemn black robe with its wide sleeves, slipping into a thin black gauze dress. She knelt behind him, holding a Jade Cleansing Bottle filled with Sixth-Tier Medicinal Liquid refined primarily from Ancient Wood Spirit Marrow.
“You’ll need to apply this, Zhen’er. The Ancient Wood Spirit Marrow will cause a dull ache where it touches your skin—that’s normal. No need to panic.”
“Come on, Master. I’m ready.”
“Then we’ll start with your back. Bend forward a little.”
Chen Xi uncorked the bottle and slowly poured the medicinal liquid into the palm of her other hand. She spread it evenly across Yan Zhen’s back.
The pale green, viscous liquid sent unfamiliar waves of dull pain through his skin the moment it made contact, making his body tremble faintly as if he’d taken a punch that bruised him deep inside.
That sensation came from the medicinal power seeping beneath his skin.
Once applied, the liquid would form a thin film across his body that absorbed lightning strikes, greatly reducing the risk of the Wind-Thunder Power eroding his body.
Refining was a prolonged process. If his body got paralyzed by the erosion midway, the attempt would fail outright. Dispelling it afterward wouldn’t cut it—he had to tough it out from the start.
“Zhen’er, is it too painful?”
“It’s fine, Master. I can handle it!”
“Would you like Master to apply it a different way?”
“A different way?”
Chen Xi shyly tugged open her collar and poured the medicinal liquid from the Jade Cleansing Bottle onto her snow-white peaks, which strained against her clothes.
The syrup-thick pale green liquid pooled in her deep cleavage. Chen Xi set the bottle aside, cupped her heavy, quivering mounds, and pressed them gently against her precious disciple’s back. Like a seductive serpent, she twisted her alluring figure with slow, rhythmic motions.
The generous amount of liquid made Yan Zhen suck in a sharp breath from the pain, but the thick, plush softness that followed more than offset it, lifting his spirits in an instant.
“M-Master?”
Chen Xi rested her hands on her precious disciple’s shoulders and brought her red lips close to his ear, whispering tenderly, “Doesn’t this hurt much less, Zhen’er?”
Yan Zhen felt a warm glow spread through his heart.
“But won’t this tire you out, Master?”
Chen Xi chuckled softly. “If my precious disciple likes it, then Master won’t mind at all.”
“I-I like it a lot~” Yan Zhen said, shyly scratching his cheek. “Thank you, Master~”
“Good Zhen’er. Behave now—Master will take care of you.”
“Mm…”
Before long, Yan Zhen’s back was evenly coated. His fair skin gleamed with a soft luster, almost dazzling to behold.
“The back is done. Turn around, Zhen’er.”
Yan Zhen turned obediently to face his beautiful master. The sight of her stole his breath away.
Chen Xi’s cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy with seductive charm. Her flawless white curves were veiled only by the thin black gauze. Her open collar clung wetly to the soft flesh of her chest from the medicinal liquid, conjuring images of raw allure in his mind.
Sensing her precious disciple’s heated gaze, Chen Xi quickly pressed her legs together and covered her breasts with her hand. “Close your eyes, Zhen’er. Don’t look at Master.”
Yan Zhen mentally saved the newly unlocked CG scene, then murmured “oh” and obediently shut his eyes.
Chen Xi let out a small breath of relief. Still blushing furiously, she picked up the Jade Cleansing Bottle again, poured more liquid onto her chest, and guided Yan Zhen’s shoulders as she straddled his lap. She began applying it starting from his handsome face.
Yan Zhen felt as though he’d taken a tour through paradise itself. He floated in bliss until he came back to himself and realized his front was fully coated.
There was no need to apply it to his lower body. The liquid was limited, and even if his legs went numb, it wouldn’t interfere with refining the Wind-Thunder Crystal Fire.
Gazing at his beautiful master—cheeks red, breaths coming short, body still slick and damp—Yan Zhen swallowed hard. “Master, are you all right? Do you want to rest?”
“Master isn’t tired. It’s time to begin the refinement.”
Already stirred with desire, Chen Xi tucked a loose strand of white hair behind her ear. She cradled her precious disciple’s face in her hands and kissed him eagerly, their lips and bodies merging as one.
Sizzle.
Purple electric arcs flickered into existence across their skin. As master and disciple commenced their dual cultivation, the refining of the Wind-Thunder Crystal Fire officially began.
An hour later, the purple arcs multiplied, sparking wildly between them until they coalesced into booming thunderbolts that exploded across the bed.
Boom!
Thunder roared in their ears, and the Thunder Avoidance Array hummed to life, dispersing the steadily growing Wind-Thunder Power.
Half a day passed, and the storm of lightning reached its peak. Pain twisted Yan Zhen’s features as the thin film of medicinal liquid on his skin voraciously absorbed the strikes, hardening and flaking away.
Seeing this, Chen Xi emptied the rest of the liquid over both of them. They entwined tightly, smearing it thoroughly across each other.
The lightning’s glow gradually faded. A full day later, its intensity had dropped sharply.
Another day passed, and the thunder fell silent, leaving only faint arcs to flicker. Meanwhile, Yan Zhen’s cultivation surged—from One-Star Mystic General to Two-Star Mystic General, and still climbing.
On the third day, at a certain moment, Yan Zhen snapped his eyes open. A purple arc flashed in his pupils.
Feeling the four Extreme Flames roiling within him alongside his surging Mystic Power, Yan Zhen broke into a joyful grin. “I did it, Master!”
Chen Xi opened her eyes and gazed at her precious disciple’s adorable, beaming face. Unable to resist, she planted a kiss on him before commenting, “Not bad at all. You jumped straight to Five-Star Mystic General, and the momentum hasn’t stopped. Your accumulated foundation runs deep. Now, Master will give you her Primordial Yin to carry you all the way to Nine Star in one push!”
