After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master - Chapter 206

Chapter 206: Bet

Jiang Huai was scared out of his wits in an instant.

When he looked up at Wen Wanwan in shock and fear, he realized that she was laughing so hard she couldn’t close her mouth, her eyes also revealing a playful taste, and she reached out to gently pinch Jiang Huai’s earlobe,

“Did Jiang Huai Senior Brother get scared?”

Jiang Huai then realized, of course, how could it be Fufu?

Fufu wouldn’t twist like Wanwan. He lowered his head and gently bit Wen Wanwan as a punishment. Wen Wanwan’s body trembled, tightening her legs around him, and the two of them started to frolic on the bed. In the midst of their play, Wen Wanwan was once again pressed under Jiang Huai.

“Wasn’t it agreed that tonight Wanwan would take the lead?”

Wen Wanwan looked at Jiang Huai with a grievance, yet her eyes hid anticipation.

“Heh, I got scared, I must punish you properly.”

“But it’s clearly a reward for Wanwan.”

Wen Wanwan’s lips curved up playfully, looking at Jiang Huai, until she realized that Jiang Huai Jr. was just rubbing, and it was actually not () that he wanted to bully, then Wanwan looked at him in panic.

“Again, you’re bullying that… that, we need to add some more floral dew…”

…

Wen Wanwan lay down beside Jiang Huai.

The satisfied girl slept especially sweetly. Jiang Huai carefully got up, dressed himself, and told Wen Wanwan that he would return later that night. Wen Wanwan softly agreed, and he got up and left her room, carefully closing the door, and walked back along the mountain path to the courtyard, where all the lights were out.

Because he planned to make sticky rice cakes in the morning, he needed to soak the glutinous rice in spring water in advance. Jiang Huai soaked a bit extra, planning to give the extra to Wen Wanwan and Wen Fufu in the morning.

Chu Xianning must have gone to bed by now, he thought. As he passed by Chu Xianning’s door, he couldn’t help but quietly glance at her room. The lights were already out. Whether she was asleep or not, it seemed there was no longer any reason to disturb her.

So, Jiang Huai went back to his room, wrapped himself in a small blanket, and unlike before, he was no longer sleepless with agitation from not having the courage to kiss his master’s tender lips. Tonight, he slept particularly sweetly.

…

The next morning.

Jiang Huai steamed lotus leaf glutinous rice cakes in the courtyard. Chu Xianning woke up later than usual. Jiang Huai didn’t wait for Chu Xianning to wake up and went to Wen Wanwan’s courtyard to deliver the rice cakes. Then he was caught by Wen Fufu, whose body had fully recovered and was ready to embark on the path of cultivation. She wanted to learn the sword, so Jiang Huai began to teach her the Tianxuan Thirteen Swords in the courtyard.

But Wen Fufu wasn’t serious about learning at all. Instead, she wore a light summer dress, and her sword movements always had a hint of flirtatiousness. Jiang Huai hadn’t noticed when she was sitting quietly, but during sword practice, he realized that her chest binding was particularly loose. As she moved, her soft flesh bounced, causing his eyes to hurt from the brightness. Her snow-white legs kicked about without any serious posture.

So, Jiang Huai used a wooden sword to smack her bottom several times. Wen Fufu bared her teeth at him helplessly and could only look at her sister with a pitiful expression, hoping her sister would take her side. But her sister just sat there smiling and said,

“Sword practice isn’t child’s play. It’s tough. If you find it tiring, it’s okay not to learn.”

“I don’t think so. It’s because he’s not teaching well. I want to learn from my sister.”

Wen Fufu learned swordsmanship from her sister, and Jiang Huai went to steam the Snow Spirit Fish he had received from Lingxue True Person. After the three of them had a feast in the courtyard, Jiang Huai returned to find Chu Xianning awake, sitting on a lounge chair under the locust tree. The tea beside her was warm, and the glutinous rice cakes were placed to one side. She had eaten one piece, and several were still left.

Jiang Huai lay down on the lounge chair next to her and explained after some thought,

“I didn’t wait for Master to wake up this morning. I went to Wanwan’s place first, delivered the rice cakes to them, and also brought the Snow Spirit Fish that Lingxue True Person gave to Wanwan and her sister to try. That’s why I’m only back now.”

Chu Xianning just nodded lightly, her eyes showing no sign of annoyance, and said indifferently,

“You should practice your fist technique.”

Jiang Huai, with a wry smile, stood up and said, “Yes.”

So, Jiang Huai began to practice his Overlord Fist under the scorching sun. He had no complaints or sense of hardship. In his previous life, he had not lived a life of luxury either, working tirelessly every day, but his future still seemed bleak, with no end in sight.

Back then, his motivation to work hard was for his sister’s future. Now, his goal was for the rewards of the Five Domains Grand Competition, to heal his master’s body. For this, he didn’t mind the hardship.

What’s truly frightening is not hardship, but the inability to see a future even after enduring all the suffering.

However, today, unexpectedly, Chu Xianning suddenly said,

“Shall I practice with you?”

Jiang Huai was on guard.

What did I do to provoke Master into wanting to hit me?

No, that’s not right. How can I think so badly of Master?

She probably just really wants to practice with me. But at this moment, Jiang Huai was still quite curious.

“Doesn’t Master use a sword?”

“Just because I usuaully use a sword doesn’t mean I can’t do anything else,” Chu Xianning stood up, her white dress was loose and decent, allowing her to move freely.

But Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, unsure where to aim his punches—neither her cheeks nor her chest seemed appropriate.

Jiang Huai practiced this fist technique because his current swordsmanship had no support from spiritual energy. In combat, he relied solely on the sharpness of the Ye Ning sword and the Mirror Flower technique his soul could produce, creating illusions to make the opponent misjudge and leave openings, using the sword to break spells.

But if his soul was exhausted, all that remained was pure strength. The Ye Ning sword, being a heavenly-grade spiritual sword, had many inscriptions that required spiritual energy to activate, which he could not use, making it somewhat of a waste.

“Shall we practice?”

Jiang Huai tentatively asked. Chu Xianning stood in front of him, her delicate hands raised and clenched into fists.

Soon, Jiang Huai’s previous worries about where to aim his punches at Chu Xianning’s face or chest were all for naught, as Chu Xianning’s footwork was excellent.

Jiang Huai couldn’t touch her at all, which surprised him. “Why hasn’t Master taught me this footwork before?”

“I forgot,” Chu Xianning innocently replied.

“Forgot?”

“It’s been a long time since I used it. After reaching the eighth realm, it’s all about competing with sword momentum and Dao. My Silver Radiance is inherently a sword technique that strikes in an instant. Footwork became meaningless, and I forgot about it after not using it for a long time.”

“I see…”

Before Jiang Huai could finish his reply, his left cheek was struck by a punch from Chu Xianning. The force wasn’t heavy, but Jiang Huai looked at her with a wronged expression.

“That’s bullying. Master clearly has spiritual energy, and I can’t beat you at all.”

“I’ll lower my cultivation to the Divine Transformation tenth level,” Chu Xianning said indifferently.

After that, Chu Xianning lightly tapped her acupoints, suppressing her cultivation, and Jiang Huai finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Chu Xianning seriously.

“Then… Master, be careful.”

Chu Xianning just glanced at him with disdain.

Jiang Huai had previously used a sword, and this kind of physical combat was especially not his forte. After practicing like this, Jiang Huai realized that he was not a qualified body cultivator at all. When he practiced the Immaculate Golden Body, he actually relied on swordsmanship. A body cultivator should master every bit of strength in their body and use it in the most appropriate way. He had done poorly before, which is why Chu Xianning could easily humiliate him like this.

His head was about to be turned into a pig’s head.

Jiang Huai had no complaints about this. He believed that Chu Xianning didn’t have any intention of venting her anger on him, and if there was any, it was very little.

But Jiang Huai gradually realized his lack of control over strength through the physical contact with Chu Xianning.

However, this scene made Jiang Huai feel an inexplicable sense of incongruity. His white-dress fairy master, who had always been by his side with a spiritual sword, the image of a cold Sword Fairy, was now in front of him with clenched fists, serious eyes, and kicking with such force—it was particularly amusing.

“Don’t get distracted!”

Chu Xianning kicked Jiang Huai in the waist with a whip kick.

“I know, I know.”

Jiang Huai began to seriously memorize Chu Xianning’s footwork. He was always quick to learn anything, and gradually he also discerned the technique behind her punches.

His Overlord Fist was about brute force, while Chu Xianning’s fist style seemed gentle but actually had a bit of the “using softness to overcome hardness” principle. Jiang Huai became engrossed in his thoughts and no longer paid attention to anything else, with only a series of punches in front of him.

“Are you convinced?” Chu Xianning looked at Jiang Huai in front of her and suddenly laughed.

Previously, Jiang Huai’s talent in swordsmanship had made her, who had a hint of pride in her character, feel inferior. It was rare to see him in such a defeated state, and Chu Xianning found it particularly interesting, her lips curving up unconsciously. Jiang Huai just smiled.

“Not convinced.”

“Continue?” Chu Xianning tilted her head.

“Continue.”

Jiang Huai nodded, continuing to observe Chu Xianning’s footwork, starting to imitate it bit by bit. Although his chest was hit by Chu Xianning’s small fists several times, Chu Xianning held back her strength. She said she had suppressed her cultivation to the Divine Transformation tenth level, but she didn’t use much force at all.

“Master doesn’t have to hold back. Otherwise, it’s too easy, and I won’t learn anything.”

“You said it yourself.”

“Right.”

So, the courtyard was filled with Jiang Huai’s cries of pain again. After half an hour, Jiang Huai was kicked to the ground by Chu Xianning and couldn’t get up. Chu Xianning stepped forward and looked at him indifferently.

“Are you convinced now?”

“I’ll concede for today.”

Jiang Huai gasped for breath, looking at Chu Xianning’s cold cheeks from a distance, and casually took out two healing pills and popped them into his mouth. His superficial injuries soon began to heal, while Chu Xianning’s white dress remained unstained. Most of the force from Jiang Huai’s punches had been deflected by her, almost none truly landing on her.

“Does that mean you won’t be convinced tomorrow?”

“Will we practice again tomorrow?” Jiang Huai looked at Chu Xianning provocatively.

“Good.”

“It’s rare to see Master so proud.” Jiang Huai suddenly muttered softly.

Chu Xianning was slightly stunned and looked down.

“Really?”

Jiang Huai struggled to sit up, looking up at Chu Xianning,

“I’m a genius. Within three days, I’ll definitely beat Master.”

Chu Xianning slightly raised her chin.

“And if you can’t?”

“If I can’t, I’ll crawl around the yard like a little dog to amuse Master.”

Chu Xianning was first taken aback, then scoffed.

“You said it yourself.”

“But Master can’t take advantage of me for nothing, right?” Jiang Huai looked up, blinking innocently at Chu Xianning.

“If I win, can I make a request of Master?”

Chu Xianning’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

No, to this day, she has never won a bet against Jiang Huai. Every time, this guy sets a trap… for her to jump into.

“What will you do if I lose?” Chu Xianning felt a hint of unease.

“Then close your eyes for five breaths, and whatever I do to Master during these five breaths, Master has to pretend it never happened and absolutely cannot turn against me.”

Considering that asking for a kiss from Chu Xianning would definitely be refused, Jiang Huai Jr. decided to propose the bet more tactfully.

Chu Xianning turned her face away.

“I’ll think about it.”

“Scared?”

“You’re too cunning. I need to think carefully.”

Chu Xianning thought seriously for several breaths, then muttered softly,

“If you can beat me with my cultivation suppressed to Void Refining first level… I’ll take the bet.”

Jiang Huai didn’t hesitate for a moment and nodded with a smile.

“It’s a bet.”

Jiang Huai Jr. began to lightly tap the last of his inventory in his system backpack: twenty low-grade experience scrolls and five high-grade experience scrolls.