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Chapter 44: Leng Yanran's Master-Crafted Cuddle Pillow
Leng Yanran entered the Spirit Pool Hall, immersing her entire body in the spiritual fluid. As her Qi Sea was already devoid of spiritual energy, the absorption rate of the fluid was several times faster than usual.
An hour passed, and her Qi Sea was once again brimming with spiritual energy. Through a complete expenditure and replenishment, the spiritual energy had become even purer.
However, Leng Yanran didn't rise. Instead, she continued to soak in the pool, closing her eyes to recall her master's guidance from the previous day.
The following morning, Leng Yanran washed her attire from yesterday, hung it on a rack to dry, and donned a fresh outfit before leaving the grand hall.
"Cough, this ensemble looks pretty good today…"
Chen Daoxuan noticed his disciple's arrival and, casting a fleeting glance, his gaze involuntarily settled on the most eye-catching part—her legs. Her shapely thighs were adorned with black stockings, a lace trim accentuating them.
Seeing this, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but praise inwardly, even more determined now. When Yanran left the mountain this time to enter the secret realm, he would pick out several sets of clothing from the system's store for her to keep in the Spirit Pool Hall.
"Greetings, Master. Thanks to yesterday's profound guidance, Yanran has absorbed around seventy to eighty percent of it. I feel that my command of the Heavenly Demon Finger Technique has significantly improved."
Approaching her master, Leng Yanran respectfully bowed and then stood beside him, reporting on her progress.
"Mm, not bad. Come, today we continue. Over the next two months, I will help you refine the Heavenly Demon Finger Technique to a rudimentary stage."
After emptying his tea cup, Chen Daoxuan rose and moved to the designated practice area.
As with the previous day, Leng Yanran continuously practiced the Heavenly Demon Finger Technique, while Chen Daoxuan offered guidance and even demonstrated the technique himself occasionally.
After experiencing the unique massage technique from her master the day before, Leng Yanran noticed that not only did her Qi circulation feel smoother, but a faint sense of stagnation had also disappeared. Even her meridians felt more robust, naturally amplifying the potency of her techniques.
After over two hours, when Leng Yanran's spiritual energy was depleted once again, she obediently lay in her master's embrace and was carried back to her room. As soon as she was placed on the bed, she proactively untied the ribbon on her back, eagerly anticipating the peculiarly comfortable... back oil massage? Yes, that's it!
However, Chen Daoxuan simply stood up, raising an eyebrow at the sight of Leng Yanran's bared, smooth back.
"Yesterday, the main goal was to eliminate any latent issues before reaching the Void Sky Realm. Today, we don't need to do the back oil massage. Rest for a while, and then head to the Spirit Pool Hall for recovery,"
Chen Daoxuan advised before promptly leaving, not lingering any further. This left Leng Yanran feeling utterly dejected.
"So yesterday was special treatment, huh? I thought there'd be massages every day… Today, Master isn't giving me a massage; it just feels empty."
Lying weakly on the bed, Leng Yanran pouted in grievance. When she had been nestled in her master's embrace just now, she had already been looking forward to it. But now, she learned that there wouldn't be any more massage sessions in the future. What was she to do?
"Wait a minute! Master's clothes are still in my storage pouch…"
Leng Yanran's eyes brightened as she remembered the set of clothes she had hidden away previously. She immediately retrieved the outfit from the storage pouch with a determined pat.
After pondering for a moment, she felt that while she could still sense her master's aura by holding onto the clothes, it wasn't comfortable enough!
After a short while, Leng Yanran inserted two unidentified pillows into the clothes, puffing it up.
"Hehe, now it's much more comfortable to hold like this. Even though it's not as good as hugging Master, it's still better than nothing…"
Gazing at her creation, Leng Yanran chuckled foolishly. She leaned into the unique pillow she had made, tightly hugging it, and inhaled her master's unique scent. Her long, elegant legs even tightened around the pillow…
After a long while, Leng Yanran finally put away the outfit and headed toward the Spirit Pool Hall. However, for some reason, she looked even more fatigued than after her training session earlier.
In the Spirit Pool Hall, Leng Yanran underwent another revitalization. But now, she faced a dilemma.
"I've dirtied Master's clothes. I'll need to wash them, but after washing, his aura will fade. What should I do… Hmm? Master changed into another set of clothes! Ah, I've got an idea!"
After a moment, Leng Yanran meticulously cleaned the outfit she had originally stashed away, hung it on a rack, and then stashed her master's changed clothes into her own storage pouch.
"From now on, every time Master changes into new clothes, I'll wash and air out the old ones. That way, Master won't notice anything amiss. He might even praise me for being diligent! Hehe... Hehehe."
Murmuring her thoughts, Leng Yanran grinned and even let a few droplets of saliva escape her mouth. Her appearance was far from her usual aloof, icy beauty, practically a complete contrast! If Chen Daoxuan witnessed this scene, he would undoubtedly exclaim in surprise: "My disciple is a master of contradictions!"
In the coming days, they continued practicing relentlessly. After being embraced by her master and resting for a while, Leng Yanran would return to the Spirit Pool to replenish her spiritual energy.
Two months passed, day after day. Although Leng Yanran's cultivation realm remained at the Seventh Heaven of the Profound Sky Realm, her strength had improved significantly compared to two months ago.
After a month and a half, with daily guidance from her master, she had successfully achieved a rudimentary level of the Heavenly Demon Finger Technique. When employing the technique, she could conjure a nearly substantial shadow of the Demonic Entity.
However, whether it was the malevolent aura emanating from it or the agility of the Demonic Entity itself, they were far from matching her master's abilities. Her master's Demonic Finger Technique seemed to bring forth a living entity, akin to an ancient calamity, as if the Demonic Entity itself had descended.
Leng Yanran suspected that her master had truly comprehended this technique to its perfection.
For the remaining half month, her master imparted techniques for life-and-death struggles, granting Leng Yanran a well-rounded advancement in her capabilities.
"Master, there are only a few more days until the opening of the Scarlet Cloud Valley secret realm. Considering the distance and the potential arrival of prodigies from other domains, I plan to leave the mountain ahead of time.
"What is master's opinion, Master?"
On this particular day, after soaking in the Spirit Pool, Leng Yanran approached her master. Today, however, she had no intentions of continuing her cultivation. The secret realm's opening was fast approaching, and it was time for her to depart.