After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master - Chapter 233

Chapter 233: It’s always me who wins

On the spirit boat.

Jiang Huai leisurely poured tea into the porcelain cup in front of Luo Yueguan. They were on their way to the city where Ziyun Pavilion was located, situated at the border between Linglong Continent and Aolai Continent. The main pavilion of Ziyun was a city, which they named Ziyun City.

Jiang Huai’s purpose for this trip was to sell his perfect method of pill formation and alchemy. Although some extremely detailed and exquisite techniques were currently only mastered by him, he had already compiled the rest into a booklet. He estimated the price to be between three to four million spirit stones. If Ziyun Pavilion couldn’t offer this price, he would have to find other sales channels.

As for the spirit stones he would acquire, Jiang Huai planned to use them to find substitutes for the Flower Spirit Body and Ice Soul Profound Body medicinal materials. Besides the two medicinal guides, the Fire Luo Sacred Fruit, Snow Velvet Flower, and Bi Luo Vine required for reconstructing his Qi sea were also necessary. So far, he only have the Fire Luo Sacred Fruit, with no news of the other two.

Restoring his cultivation level still seemed far off, but fortunately, he still had more than half a year left to fulfill his promise to Chu Xianning. Occasionally, Jiang Huai would have a dark thought: if he gathered the Ice Soul Profound Body and the three medicinal materials, leaving only the Flower Spirit Body… could he try to ask his master for the nectar? Completing the task that would grant him the Flower Spirit Body would allow him to directly reconstruct his Qi sea.

But that damn task wasn’t just once or twice, but three times, and he had to pick them personally… With Chu Xianning’s temperament, once Jiang Huai brought it up, the embarrassment would probably make her want to kill Jiang Huai and then herself, right? But it seemed uncertain, as Jiang Huai found he was increasingly unable to fathom Chu Xianning’s thoughts.

Many times his ideas about Chu Xianning were just guesses, always arrogantly believing he had her little thoughts figured out, but in reality, it seemed many times they were just his imagination. He had too many fantasies about Chu Xianning, casting a veil over her, causing him often unable to see the true face of Chu Xianning beneath the veil.

Fortunately, there was plenty of time ahead, and Jiang Huai believed that one day he would see clearly.

The tea in the cup in front of him was clear and bright, provided by Luo Yueguan, a new tea made this year. Jiang Huai drank several cups in a row and inadvertently looked up at Luo Yueguan opposite him. Her long dress clung to her body, with a slightly cinched waist design that accentuated her slender waist and made the curves of her chest even clearer.

When the two were alone, Luo Yueguan seemed to always like to cross her legs, a movement that made her skirt gather a bit, revealing a section of her white stocking-clad calf, her feet below the ankle gently swaying, the tips of her high heels sharp.

So cute.

That’s what Jiang Huai thought, but then he suddenly felt that his thoughts seemed to be getting dangerous. When exactly had he fallen into Luo Yueguan’s trap? Clearly, from the beginning, when faced with Luo Yueguan’s so-called requests for kisses or hugs, he would refuse righteously. But last night, he actually held Luo Yueguan in his arms and kissed her for so long, entangled repeatedly, just a step away from truly making love.

But Jiang Huai really couldn’t find when his defenses had been breached by Luo Yueguan. It all seemed so natural, as if from the first time he came to Qingxuan Sect this year, when a drunk Luo Yueguan suddenly leaned in to bite his lips… he actually felt like it was quite reasonable for such things to happen.

Damn it.

Once desire starts, it cannot be stopped. Instead of running away, it’s better to face one’s desires. Jiang Huai suddenly wanted to test himself, so he inexplicably reached out to Luo Yueguan in front of him, “Touch.”

“Touch what?”

“Touch the white stocking-clad foot.”

Jiang Huai innocently looked at Luo Yueguan’s cheeks, at this moment he was not blushing at all, not even a bit ashamed, even he himself was stunned for a moment.

Had Luo Yueguan’s torture thickened his skin?

But at this moment, Luo Yueguan blushed on her snow-white cheeks the instant he said those words, her eyes starting to dodge, “You say touch, should I just let you touch? Don’t you have a clear sense of yourself…”

“Touch, quickly.” Jiang Huai’s hand hung in mid-air, staring unwaveringly at Luo Yueguan.

This commanding tone made Luo Yueguan subconsciously annoyed, but the words that came to her lips were, “If you want to touch… you come and take off my shoes.”

“No, I want to touch now, lift up your foot.”

Jiang Huai looked playful, and Luo Yueguan took a deep breath, the annoyance in her eyes growing more severe, but she had no words to say. As if truly bewitched, she bent down, reached out her hand, and gently slipped off one high heel, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her leg, and her fair foot landed in Jiang Huai’s palm.

Her delicate foot was held in such a way, and Luo Yueguan felt a particularly strange sensation rising from the bottom of her foot, a faint tingling that made her eyelashes tremble slightly. Jiang Huai’s fingertips felt the delicate texture of the white stocking, as if a weak current was passing from his fingertips. He looked up to see Luo Yueguan biting her lip, her eyes full of annoyance, and her face seemed to be filled with reluctance.

Yes, that’s the look of disdain but seemingly helpless.

“The other one.” Jiang Huai reached out to her again.

“You… don’t go too far!”

“Just touching.” Jiang Huai blinked innocently.

Luo Yueguan pursed her lips, bent down again, and the other high heel was also slipped off by her. Reluctantly, she lifted her leg, and now both slender legs were suspended in mid-air, gently held by Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai’s fingertips pressed lightly on her sole, and her toes painted with pink nail polish curled up.

“Why are you so obedient?” Jiang Huai looked up, blinking innocently at her.

Luo Yueguan’s frustration seemed to come at that moment. She was about to retract her leg, but her ankle was also grabbed by Jiang Huai. Jiang Huai looked at her annoyed expression and suddenly found it more amusing, making him want to tease Luo Yueguan even more.

“Stay still.”

This sentence seemed to have a magical effect, so the scene became Luo Yueguan with her hands crossed over her chest, her eyes looking disgustedly at him, but still obediently suspending her legs in mid-air, allowing Jiang Huai’s fingertips to knead and play. After a while, Jiang Huai withdrew his hand and looked innocently at Luo Yueguan.

“Okay, I’m tired of it.”

Luo Yueguan retracted her leg, but her eyes were fixed on the high heels scattered on the ground, and she said, “Put them on for me.”

Jiang Huai didn’t argue, but instead really approached, grabbed her high heels, and knelt on the ground to earnestly put them on for her. Then he looked up at Luo Yueguan again, blinking innocently.

“Are the white stockings pantyhose or over-the-knee socks?”

“Pantyhose.”

“What color is today’s lingerie?”

“You!”

Luo Yueguan’s breathing became rapid.

It was clearly her who teased Jiang Huai before, watching him blush and be at a loss, from which she derived a subtle pleasure. But now the roles were completely reversed, and the loss of control made her feel flustered and uneasy. But the more flustered she was, wasn’t the more she fell into his trap?

Luo Yueguan stood up from the chair, her hand lightly holding the hem of her dress, her lips curved up, feigning calm.

“Want to see?”

“Sure, sure.”

So Luo Yueguan’s hem was lifted little by little, first revealing her jade-like snow-white calves, then her round knees wrapped in white stockings, followed by her long, lustrous thighs, all tightly bound in white stockings. The material was super transparent, revealing the tenderness and luster of her skin, and when she lifted the hem again, Jiang Huai looked earnestly, but Luo Yueguan’s movement stopped there, stuck in a neither here nor there position.

“How about you guess the color first?”

“What’s the reward if I guess right?”

“If you guess right… I’ll take it off and give it to you now?” Luo Yueguan’s voice was soft and seductive, and Jiang Huai’s heartbeat began to speed up.

He sensed danger, but luckily he had a particularly good memory. When he had slept in Luo Yueguan’s room before, he had inadvertently seen her wardrobe. All her lingerie was either light purple or black, all particularly seductive and charming styles, but there were no other colors.

Since it was a choice between two, there was a good chance of winning, and Jiang Huai felt it was worth a gamble.

“Then I guess light purple.”

Choosing purple was highly likely because wearing white stockings with black would be too contrasting. Luo Yueguan had good taste in clothes, all her dresses were carefully selected, so it should be light purple.

“What if you guess wrong?”

Luo Yueguan slightly tilted her chin up, her eyes suddenly becoming scornful.

“You tell me?”

“If you guess wrong… I’ll also take it off and give it to you, but you have to dirty it for me to see.”

Luo Yueguan’s cheeks dimpled shallowly, her smile seemingly very gentle and dignified, but Jiang Huai always felt her eyes were dark and sinister.

No, her gaze was wrong!

“No, I don’t want to bet anymore.”

Jiang Huai turned his face away, immediately ready to back off.

“But you’ve already guessed the color, where’s the logic in giving up now?”

Luo Yueguan’s smile became more playful, “Really not betting?”

“No more betting.”

“Alright then.”

Luo Yueguan’s hand gently lowered, and the hem fell back down, covering her long, lustrous legs completely. Jiang Huai thought that if he gave up, she would reveal the correct answer, but she simply lowered the hem, suddenly making him feel as if his heart was being scratched by a kitten.

So itchy.

“So what’s the correct answer?”

“You’re not betting anymore, why should I tell you?”

Luo Yueguan blinked innocently at him, “If you want to know, come to my room tonight and take it off yourself to see?”

“No way.” Jiang Huai turned his face away, but the more he thought about it, the more curious he became.

He had a hunch from Luo Yueguan’s confident and teasing look earlier that he had guessed wrong, but what if Luo Yueguan had tricked him and the answer he guessed was actually correct?

But it seemed that even if he won the bet, it wouldn’t mean much, just a piece of Luo Yueguan’s intimate lingerie, and Jiang Huai certainly didn’t have such a strange hobby.

“I really want to know.” Jiang Huai looked at Luo Yueguan with a pitiful blink.

Luo Yueguan calmly sipped her tea, thought for a moment, and still spoke, “Do you remember after we boarded the spirit boat, I went to my room for a while?”

“Yes, what about it?”

What does this have to do with the correct answer?

“I took it off. If you had insisted on me lifting the skirt just now… there’s nothing, I win either way.”

Luo Yueguan looked at him innocently.