My Master Is a Great Dragon, Clinging to Me Every Day! - Chapter 18

A stream of icy spiritual energy flowed along her meridians and spread to every corner of her body. Xu Zhiyi frowned and clenched her teeth tightly.

She could feel that strand of spiritual energy, which did not belong to her, touching the blocked areas inside her body. The discomfort was indescribable.

Sweat poured down like rain, and Xu Zhiyi let out a muffled groan.

Her consciousness was muddled, and she did not know how much time had passed. Xu Zhiyi only felt utterly exhausted. In the end, she could no longer hold herself up and collapsed into Master’s arms.

Her long black hair was damp against her face, adding a few more traces of indescribable beauty. For a moment, An Chengxi could not help staring in fascination.

She brushed aside the wet hair at Xu Zhiyi’s temples with her fingers.

Her eyes were filled with heartache.

“Yi’er, you have suffered.”

“But you should feel better by tomorrow.”

After saying this, her own body trembled slightly as well. Her slender fingers shook a little, probably because she had overused her spiritual energy.

Because she had an ice spiritual root, An Chengxi was afraid that sending her spiritual energy into Xu Zhiyi’s body would bring her discomfort. Xu Zhiyi had a water spiritual root; An Chengxi could not allow the water energy in her body to freeze.

Being so careful only consumed even more of her soul and spirit.

On the contrary, Xu Zhiyi slept very soundly. She only felt that after sweating all over, she needed something cool to hug and lean against.

So she tightly hugged the pillow in front of her chest, clinging to it firmly and refusing to let go.

Seeing Xu Zhiyi relying on her like this, An Chengxi felt somewhat at a loss. When she had first accepted Xu Zhiyi as her disciple, the relationship between the two of them had been neither warm nor cold.

It could not be called close, but it could not be called distant either.

A white glow condensed at her fingertip and drifted toward Xu Zhiyi’s body. Gradually, the sweat on Xu Zhiyi’s body quickly disappeared.

This was a Cleansing Spell. It could remove all filth from the body.

An Chengxi was afraid that Xu Zhiyi would feel uncomfortable sleeping like this.

They sat like that for an unknown amount of time. By the window, the sky had already begun to pale like the belly of a fish. Only then did Xu Zhiyi’s hands, which had been tightly wrapped around Master’s waist, loosen slightly.

She fell completely asleep.

An Chengxi sighed helplessly and gently rose from the bed. She carefully laid Xu Zhiyi down, then used the thin quilt on the couch to cover her.

While she was at it, she also closed the window from last night to prevent the cool wind from blowing in.

…

Half-awake and half-asleep,

Xu Zhiyi only felt refreshed all over. Right now, it was as if she had endless strength in her body. She had never felt this comfortable in her life.

And this bed, this quilt—so comfortable.

Why was it even more comfortable than her own bed? She casually touched it, and only then did Xu Zhiyi realize something was wrong.

Holy crap… where the hell was this?

She hurriedly opened her eyes. The furnishings in the room were very elegant and simple. A cyan jade vase sat on the table, with a branch of white plum blossoms inserted in it.

The brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were all arranged neatly. A paperweight pressed down on a sheet of rice paper.

It was not like Xu Zhiyi’s place, where books were piled up in a mess.

After looking around,

Xu Zhiyi could determine that this was definitely not her Tingyun Residence. She slapped her own temple with her palm.

Damn it, what exactly did she do last night?

Hurry up and remember!

After patting herself twice, her stalled brain seemed to start running again. A string of memories flooded into Xu Zhiyi’s mind. Everything from last night crashed into her head.

“Could this be… Master’s bedroom?!”

Xu Zhiyi instantly sat up from the bed in shock. But because she was too flustered, she fell right onto her backside.

…Sure enough, when a person was unlucky, even drinking cold water would get stuck between their teeth. Just like her current situation. Xu Zhiyi rubbed her butt and stood up with a grimace.

Only then did she realize she was barefoot. She quickly took a few steps back and found her shoes and socks.

The nominal disciples watering the flowers in the courtyard outside only heard a not-too-loud howl coming from inside the room, and they stopped what they were doing.

They turned back to look.

“Did that sound like a person shouting?”

“What else could it be? It can’t be a ghost shouting, right…?”

“Don’t say that in broad daylight. I’m a little scared.”

“This is Lord Hanshan’s residence. If something unexpected happens, we can’t bear the responsibility.”

“Let’s check what happened inside.”

The two exchanged a glance, set the watering can in the corridor, and walked forward. They leaned by the door, but still did not have the courage to push it open.

Just then, the door opened from the inside.

Xu Zhiyi pushed the door open and walked out, while also straightening her lapels. Her long hair was pinned up, and her posture was casual.

“Senior… Senior Sister Xu… why are you here?”

If she had not braked quickly just now, she would have crashed right into these two.

A disciple walking out of her master’s room was way too strange!

“Cough, cough, cough… Last night, Master…”

Pah, pah, pah. Saying it that way sounded way too strange, as if something had really happened between her and Master. Xu Zhiyi hurriedly shook her head inwardly.

“Oh, I understand, I understand!”

“Senior Sister Xu must have encountered some difficulty in cultivation and talked with Lord Hanshan all night!”

The little junior sister looked as if she had suddenly realized the truth, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

“Yes, exactly. That’s right.”

“Little Junior Sister is truly clever!”

Xu Zhiyi felt embarrassed under her stare and could only give an awkward laugh. Actually, what she said was not wrong.

She and Master were perfectly innocent. They had not done anything… They had only meditated all night and cleared her meridians.

There was nothing shameful about that.

Heaven and earth could testify to her innocence.

“Yi’er, you’re awake?”

A slightly cold voice sounded behind her. Xu Zhiyi turned back and saw Master dressed in white robes. The plain outfit made her look even more like the goddess of the Luo River.

“Does your body still feel unwell?”

Master walked over.

For some reason, Xu Zhiyi felt her heart beating a little fast. It had to be nervousness. Yes, it had to be because she was too nervous.

Her fingers pressed tightly against her palm. She smiled faintly and answered Master’s question.

“There is no discomfort, Master. This disciple rested very well.”

More than well.

Xu Zhiyi felt like she could apply to ask Master for that big bed. Sleeping on it had simply been too comfortable. Her waist no longer ached, her legs no longer hurt.

Her energy was amazing.

“That is good. Go prepare quickly, then.”

“The match is about to begin. Shall Master send you there?”

She originally had official duties today, but for once, An Chengxi had declined the sect leader’s request because she wanted to free up time to watch Xu Zhiyi’s match.

Xu Zhiyi naturally remembered that this competition was held roughly every year. It was equivalent to a weekly exam in school, though only the Yunling Sword Sect had this kind of rule.

As for the true Immortal Sects Grand Competition, that was equivalent to a unified national examination. Countless sects would participate—pill cultivators, talisman cultivators, beast tamers, sword cultivators… all kinds of cultivators.

They would all compete together, and afterward, rewards would be given to the sects according to their rankings as encouragement.

At any rate, the Yunling Sword Sect was one of the top sword-cultivation sects in the original novel. Even for a small “weekly exam,” the rewards it gave were not insignificant.