For those who read chapters 26 and 27 before 05/11/24, I want to let you know that there was an error in the upload and another chapter was uploaded. It has now been corrected, so you can review the corrected chapter. Thank you and apologies.
Chapter 28: Master and Disciple Sparring
Compared to ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’, the ‘Grand Negation’ mystic technique was actually more suitable for Yan Zhen’s current Mystic Disciple cultivation level.
However, ‘Grand Negation’ emphasized subtly borrowing the opponent’s force to counter them and overcoming brawn with dexterity. The best way to teach it was through master-disciple sparring, providing guidance in actual combat situations that would involve frequent intimate physical contact.
In the previous life during this time, Chen Xi still harbored some wariness towards Yan Zhen and was unwilling to have too much contact with him, so she taught the more aggressive ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’ instead.
Cultivating ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’ only required a wooden dummy or large tree. One would circulate mystic energy into their fists and practice punching. Chen Xi merely needed to observe from the side, occasionally providing some pointers, without doing much else. The cultivation relied mainly on Yan Zhen’s own efforts.
But the previous life was the previous life, things were different now.
As a qualified master, she naturally should teach her disciple the best and most suitable mystic technique.
As for any frequent intimate physical contact, there was no need to avoid it. In fact, it was a good opportunity to deepen the bond between master and disciple.
On the altar in the crystal space, Yan Zhen clenched his fists and launched an attack towards the beautiful senior.
For ease of movement, Chen Xi changed into a practical outfit.
The tight-fitting dark violet battle attire accentuated her alluring curves, especially her exaggerated bust that seemed ready to burst out at any moment.
Her snow-white hair was simply tied back in a ponytail that swayed gently behind her hips.
The overall look exuded a different charm from her usual long robes and unbound hairstyle of a fairy-like maiden – more like a sporty elder sister next door.
Seeing Yan Zhen’s full-force attack, Chen Xi smiled faintly. Her jade hand gently extended, fluidly deflecting his ferocious punch while her right foot stepped out, striking Yan Zhen’s knee.
His leg buckled, immediately losing balance as he tumbled straight towards Chen Xi.
He felt a soft bounce before his entire face was buried in a fragrant ravine, nose and mouth tightly covered, temporarily unable to breathe.
Even Chen Xi couldn’t help feeling a bit flushed, but she didn’t dislike it. Instead, she hooked Yan Zhen’s neck with her arm in a chokehold-like position.
She had never been this intimate with him before. A sense of novelty, accomplishment, and happiness welled up inside, softening her voice, “In battle, stability is crucial. Don’t neglect your lower body, Zhen’er.”
Yan Zhen could only let out muffled sounds to indicate he understood.
“Again.”
Seeing this was enough, Chen Xi released him in time.
Yan Zhen extracted his small head from that oppressively snug ravine, his handsome face completely flushed red and breathing heavily.
After adjusting his breath, he attacked again, this time even using his family’s ‘Flame Palm’ mystic technique. His right palm radiated scorching heat like a red-hot iron plate, thinking this way the beautiful senior wouldn’t be able to casually touch his hand!
“Although a low-grade technique, your execution wasn’t bad, but sadly—”
Chen Xi somehow bypassed Yan Zhen’s ‘Flame Palm’, her jade-like hands precisely gripping his wrist. With a smooth upward lift and spin, her other hand supported his waist as she exerted force.
Yan Zhen felt he lost control of his body, rapidly spinning like a ballet dancer before collapsing softly into the beautiful senior’s embrace.
“—your movements were too rigid.”
Chen Xi lowered her head, meeting Yan Zhen’s upturned gaze. Her azure eyes faintly revealed a hint of doting affection.
Yan Zhen’s face reddened again.
The familiar soft, fragrant embrace – he had stumbled into it over twenty times these past two days. Each time was fleeting, leaving him with an itching urge to reciprocate the beautiful senior’s embrace.
But he couldn’t. His persona was that of a ruthless cultivator obsessed with progress, not a licentious disciple defying his master.
—Resist!
Moreover, for the sake of helping him quickly grasp ‘Grand Negation’, the aloof and chaste beautiful senior was enduring her discomfort with intimate contact. How could he have impure thoughts?
—Can’t let the beautiful senior’s efforts go to waste!
“Again!”
Yan Zhen shook off the fanciful notions, no longer lingering on the softness and fragrance behind him. He sprang up, putting distance between himself and the beautiful senior. Then, circulating the secrets of the ‘Mystic Body Technique’, he launched his third attack.
“Oh?”
Chen Xi immediately noticed the difference in Yan Zhen and became slightly more serious.
No matter how Yan Zhen attacked, Chen Xi could easily deflect his punches, dissipate his force, then draw him into her embrace to restrain, lock, or directly fling him for a hard fall.
Since constantly embracing him would seem too deliberate, Chen Xi would sometimes use normal counters to avoid arousing Yan Zhen’s suspicion.
After practicing the entire morning, Yan Zhen was battered all over and had endured several face-washings. He didn’t know whether to feel pain or joy as he lay sprawled on the ground, gasping for breath.
Since this was an interaction with the beautiful senior, the system did not allow directly skipping it, forcing him to diligently practice.
If cultivating ‘Eight Extremes Explosive’ according to the original script, it should have been skippable. Why was it changed to ‘Grand Negation’ instead?!
He thought the beautiful senior would be different from Yan Meng’Er and Huangfu Wenqing, not deviating from the script!
He turned his head to look at the beautiful senior beside him.
Chen Xi was igniting a colorful “starlight glazed flame” in her palm to concoct a medicinal solution for invigorating his blood and dispelling stasis.
After refining it, she poured the solution into a large bathtub filled with water, instantly causing the cool water to boil and turn semi-transparent greenish.
Chen Xi dipped her hand to test the temperature, finding it just right before turning to Yan Zhen, “Zhen’er, quickly get in and soak. Don’t let your qi and blood remain stagnant for too long.”
“Oh~”
Yan Zhen lazily pulled himself up, stripping off his clothes except for his trunk-patterned boxers before stepping into the large tub.
As his body sank into the hot medicated water, Yan Zhen exhaled deeply, feeling incredibly soothed.
Chen Xi did not avert her eyes. Instead, she stood by the tub, scooping water to rinse over Yan Zhen’s shoulders and neck.
“Zhen’er, these past two days you should have fully experienced the wonders of ‘Grand Negation’s’ dexterous force. Tomorrow we’ll officially begin practicing the ‘Grand Negation’ stances.”
“Yes, Senior~”
Yan Zhen submerged his mouth, blowing bubbles in the water.
Seeing this, Chen Xi calmly said, “What’s wrong, Zhen’er? Did you have something to say?”
“Um, it’s nothing much. I just wanted to know why Senior is teaching me ‘Grand Negation’.”
“You don’t want to learn it?”
“It’s not that I don’t want to learn it. I just prefer more aggressive mystic techniques. Although this is powerful, it doesn’t quite suit my combat style.”
“You’re just a little Mystic Disciple, what combat style do you have?”
Chen Xi flicked Yan Zhen’s forehead with her finger.
Yan Zhen shrank back, immediately covering it with his hand.
Seeing his adorable reaction, Chen Xi couldn’t help but smile fondly, gently caressing where she had flicked him.
“This master can certainly teach you more aggressive techniques, but don’t bite off more than you can chew. First master the basics of ‘Grand Negation’, then we’ll discuss further.”
“Oh, then I’ll work really hard to quickly grasp ‘Grand Negation’!”
—My silly disciple, no need to rush.
Chen Xi ruffled Yan Zhen’s hair, silently thinking to herself.
He should just accept it’s not gonna go like the script, nothing will. Better just go with it. 🤣