- The Self-Doubting Yan Zhen
“The posture of the ‘Grand Negation(Tai Chi Shock or Tai Chi Thunder)’ is also called ‘zhuang(Post-standing)’. Zhuang training is the foundation and the most important aspect, so it cannot be neglected.”
And so, Yan Zhen began to practice the horse stance.
It took a full five days for Yan Zhen to finally become proficient in the posture of the “Tai Chi Shock” and begin the second stage of sparring with his beautiful master.
The first stage of sparring was to get hit, training muscle memory to quickly understand what is meant by soft force and shock force.
The second stage of sparring is push hands, learning to receive, neutralize, and issue force.
Still on the altar in the crystal space, Yan Zhen and his beautiful master assumed identical “Tai Chi Shock” postures, their hands intertwined, pushing and pulling each other. Their feet also moved back and forth in rhythm with their hands, but one foot always remained planted in place.
“It doesn’t seem very difficult.”
“Is that so?”
Chen Xi smiled mysteriously, and the force of her hands began to alternate and change, like a vortex pulling Yan Zhen’s hands, causing him to stumble back and forth involuntarily to her rhythm, completely disrupting his lower body.
Yan Zhen felt like a small boat in the waves, rocking back and forth, about to capsize at any moment.
Sure enough, when Chen Xi let go, Yan Zhen fell like a little kid who had just learned to walk.
In a moment of urgency, he hugged with both hands, embracing his beautiful master’s slender waist.
But her clothes were too slippery, and Yan Zhen couldn’t stabilize this posture. His hands quickly slid down to his beautiful master’s plump buttocks, completely enveloped by that indescribable softness, and his face was buried in her lower abdomen, with bursts of fragrance entering his nostrils.
—It’s over!
Yan Zhen’s heart sank, feeling a chill down his spine and cold sweat on his forehead.
—He was well aware that his beautiful master had a very traditional, conservative, and cold temperament. Falling into her arms could still be explained as a junior acting coquettishly with a senior, barely passable. But now his perverted hands were groping her jade buttocks, a complete and utter disrespect that could not be justified no matter what!
In the script, there was a scene where Yan Zhen accidentally touched his beautiful master’s bottom, and his hand was immediately dismembered at the wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints, leaving him in pain for an entire night before it was reattached.
“Ma- Master…”
Yan Zhen timidly raised his little face, trying his best to make a pitiful expression to gain his beautiful master’s forgiveness, but he saw her gently place her hand on the top of his head.
“!!!”
—An immortal patting my head, an inch of force shattering my crown?
Yan Zhen’s face turned pale, but Chen Xi did not brutally beat him as he imagined. She only said with a hint of helplessness:
“Aren’t you going to let go of your master?”
“Ah? Oh, oh.”
Yan Zhen dazedly let go and stood up, standing properly with his head lowered like a misbehaving elementary school student.
“…Master, I was wrong.”
“Wrong about what? Don’t just stand there foolishly, continue the sparring.”
“Ah? Master, you’re not blaming me?”
“It’s normal to have occasional physical contact during sparring. Don’t think wild thoughts, focus.”
“Oh.”
—She didn’t get angry or hit me. Is this still the same beautiful master who would dislocate her own disciple’s joints just for a single touch?
Looking at her still otherworldly face, Yan Zhen suddenly understood why his beautiful master wasn’t angry.
She must not see him as a “member of the opposite sex”, but simply as a “disciple”.
While he was the opposite. He called her master with his mouth, but his heart was always drawn to her white hair and G-cup breasts, never truly revering her as a real master.
—I’m really terrible. My beautiful master teaches me so wholeheartedly, yet I’m always thinking about irrelevant things. I’ve let her down so much.
Moreover, this doesn’t fit the “upgrade machine” character setting at all.
Although the cultivation of the “Tai Chi Shock” deviated from the script, as a qualified actor, one must maintain their character setting at all times before the shooting wraps up.
At this moment, Yan Zhen had a sudden realization. He adjusted his breathing, and his restless mood gradually settled down. His expression also became more composed.
He resumed the “Tai Chi Shock” posture, placing his hands on his beautiful master’s outstretched hands, and said in a mature man’s husky voice:
“Come, Master. I will concentrate on practicing properly.”
However, in less than fifteen minutes, Yan Zhen fell again.
This time, he grabbed wildly with both hands and actually grabbed his beautiful master’s waistband. Then with a pull, he immediately loosened the waistband.
Freed from the restraint of the waistband, the dark martial robes on Chen Xi’s body were instantly stretched open by those two huge mounds, revealing a dazzling glimpse of spring scenery to Yan Zhen’s eyes.
“!!!”
How could Yan Zhen remain composed? He felt his blood instantly rush up, a hot stream slowly flowing from his nostrils, his mind filled with thoughts of “big, big, big” and “white, white, white”.
Chen Xi covered her chest with one arm, her legs tightly closed, and said:
“Zhen’er, quickly return the waistband to your master.”
Her tone was still as light as a breeze, showing no hint of anger.
“I’m sorry, Master. I… I didn’t mean to—”
Yan Zhen hurriedly got up and handed the waistband back to his beautiful master.
“No matter.”
Chen Xi took the waistband and retied it, wrapping her enchanting figure tightly once more.
“Alright, let’s continue.”
Yan Zhen nodded, secretly vowing that he absolutely could not make similar mistakes again. Otherwise, even if his beautiful master didn’t see him as a member of the opposite sex, she would still get angry.
After another round of push hands practice, Yan Zhen, who had been keeping his mind taut, did not repeat his mistake, and felt slightly relieved.
However, with just this momentary lapse in concentration, Yan Zhen once again fell into a passive position and then fell yet again.
His hands hugged his beautiful master’s slender jade legs, his head tightly pressed against them as if he were an accessory hanging from her legs.
Yan Zhen was dumbfounded.
How could this be? He hadn’t learned the “Pear God Fall”(1)*! Why did he fall onto his beautiful master every time he fell!?
“Zhen’er…”
Hearing a hint of reproach in his beautiful master’s voice, Yan Zhen, who was half-kneeling, immediately raised his head to look, meeting her gaze.
He saw her beautiful brows slightly furrowed, her eyes revealing a hint of suspicion, clearly doubting whether Yan Zhen was doing it on purpose!
“Master, I, I, I really didn’t do it on purpose. You have to believe me!”
“Of course your master believes you.”
As Chen Xi spoke, her brows slowly relaxed, and the suspicion in her eyes gradually dissipated. She reached out her jade-like hand and patted Yan Zhen’s head, indicating that he need not be nervous.
“Master…”
Yan Zhen was greatly moved. He had not expected the ice mountain master from the script to actually be so gentle with him, like a loving mother.
—Damn it, how could I keep taking advantage of my beautiful master? Could it be that my subconscious desire for intimacy caused my body to unconsciously act it out?!
—No! I am a principled lsp (lonely single dog)! I’m not some stud who would make a move on my own master!
The gentler Chen Xi was, the guiltier Yan Zhen felt, even beginning to doubt himself.
But then he heard her say:
“Zhen’er, your master understands that boys your age will always have some thoughts about men and women, but now is the time for cultivation. You should focus.”
Yan Zhen said pitifully:
“I’m sorry, Master. I was wrong.”
Chen Xi patted his head and said gently:
“If you are truly curious about a woman’s body, then wait until after you finish cultivating. Your master will teach you then.”
Yan Zhen subconsciously nodded, and it took him a while to react to what his beautiful master had said. He instantly froze.
What???
Pear God Fall (梨神摔, Li Shen Shuai): This is likely a humorous reference to a specific type of falling or stumbling in a comical or exaggerated manner, possibly resembling the shape of a pear or evoking the imagery of a clumsy pear god. Common in animes with fan-service
Guess all that physical contact made the master lose her patiance. 😅