Leng Yanran entered the Spirit Pool Hall and immersed her entire body in the spirit liquid.
With her Sea of Qi completely depleted of spiritual energy, she absorbed the liquid at several times her usual speed.
After an hour, her Sea of Qi was replenished once more, brimming with spiritual energy. In fact, the process of complete depletion and replenishment had further purified her spiritual energy.
Still, Leng Yanran didn't immediately rise. Instead, she stayed in the pool, eyes closed, contemplating her master's guidance from the day before.
By the next day, Leng Yanran had washed her clothes from the previous day, hung them to dry, and changed into a fresh set of garments before stepping out of the hall.
"Ah, today's outfit is also quite nice..."
Chen Daoxuan's gaze naturally drifted toward his disciple as she appeared. His eyes were particularly drawn to her shapely legs, which were now clad in black stockings.
Her firm, well-proportioned thighs bore slight impressions from the lace edges of the stockings.
Internally, Chen Daoxuan couldn't help but admire the sight. He resolved to purchase more outfits from the system shop and keep them stocked in the Spirit Pool Hall for her future use, especially for the upcoming secret realm expedition.
"Greetings, Master," Leng Yanran said, bowing respectfully.
"Thank you for your guidance yesterday. I've already internalized about seventy to eighty percent of it, and my grasp of the Demonic Heaven Finger technique has significantly improved."
Standing before her master, she humbly reported her progress in cultivation.
"Good," Chen Daoxuan nodded approvingly.
"Come, let's continue. Over the next two months, I'll help you train the Demonic Heaven Finger technique to a minor mastery level."
After draining his teacup in one gulp, Chen Daoxuan stood and moved to the training grounds.
As they had done the previous day, Leng Yanran repeatedly practiced the Demonic Heaven Finger while Chen Daoxuan provided continuous feedback. Occasionally, he would demonstrate the technique himself.
After experiencing her master's unique massage technique the day before, Leng Yanran noticed a remarkable improvement. Not only did her energy flow more smoothly, eliminating a faint sense of resistance, but her meridians also felt tougher than before. Naturally, the power of her abilities had increased as well.
After more than an hour of intense training, Leng Yanran found herself drained of spiritual energy once again. Without resistance, she allowed her master to carry her into the room and lay her gently on the bed.
As soon as he set her down, she instinctively began undoing the ribbon on her back, ready for another session of that incredibly relaxing... what was it called? Oh, yes, the "aromatherapy back massage"!
However, Chen Daoxuan simply stood and glanced at her smooth, fair back before raising an eyebrow.
"Yesterday, I primarily helped you clear the hidden issues from your pre-Void Sky realm cultivation. There's no need for another essential oil massage today."
"Rest for a while, then head to the Spirit Pool Hall to recover."
With that, Chen Daoxuan turned and left the room without lingering, leaving Leng Yanran behind in a state of disappointment.
"So yesterday was a one-time special treatment... I thought it would be a daily thing after training," she muttered.
"Without Master's massage today, I feel so... empty."
Slumping onto the bed, she pouted dejectedly. Earlier, when she'd nestled in her master's embrace, she had been full of anticipation.
Now, learning that there would be no post-training massage in the future, she felt at a loss.
"Wait!"
"Master's clothes are still in my storage bag!"
Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she remembered the set of clothes she had secretly stashed away before.
With a soft slap on her storage bag, she retrieved her master's robes.
After pondering for a moment while stroking her chin, Leng Yanran felt that simply hugging her master's clothes, though still suffused with his scent, wasn't as comforting as she'd hoped.
After some thought, she stuffed two pillows of unknown material into the clothing, puffing it up until it looked full.
"Hehe, this is much more comfortable to hug now. Though it's still not as nice as hugging Master directly, it's better than nothing..."
Admiring her handiwork, Leng Yanran giggled foolishly before diving headfirst onto her makeshift custom pillow. Hugging it tightly to her chest and inhaling her master's unique scent, her slender jade-like legs unconsciously tightened around the pillow...
It was only much later that she reluctantly put the outfit away and made her way toward the Spirit Pool Hall. However, despite finishing her training earlier, she somehow appeared even more fatigued than before.
At the Spirit Pool Hall, Leng Yanran quickly recovered to full energy.
Yet, she couldn't help but frown.
"Master's clothes are dirty now. I should wash them, but if I do, his scent will fade. What should I do..."
"Hmm?"
"Master's changed into another set of clothes!"
"Ah, I've got an idea!"
Moments later, Leng Yanran carefully washed and hung up the previously stashed outfit to dry, then quietly tucked the freshly changed one into her storage bag.
"From now on, every time Master changes, I'll wash the old set and hang it up."
"This way, Master won't suspect a thing and might even praise me for being diligent!"
"Hehe... Hehehe."
As she whispered her thoughts aloud, Leng Yanran's face lit up with a silly grin, and even a bit of drool dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Her current demeanor was worlds apart from the usual lofty and frosty image of an ice-cold beauty she projected.
If Chen Daoxuan were to witness this, he would undoubtedly exclaim in shock: "My disciple is actually a walking contradiction!?"
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The days that followed were filled with consistent training. Leng Yanran was often carried back to her room by her master to rest after exhausting herself, only to recover again in the Spirit Pool.
Over the course of two months, her cultivation realm remained at the seventh layer of the Profound Sky Realm, yet her actual combat ability had improved drastically.
By the end of the first month and a half, under her master's meticulous daily guidance, she had brought the Demonic Heaven Finger technique to the minor mastery level.
Her execution of the technique could now conjure a nearly tangible demonic phantom. However, whether it was the oppressive aura or the fluidity of the phantom's movements, her efforts were still far from matching her master's.
When her master unleashed the Demonic Heaven Finger, the resulting phantom was lifelike, resembling an ancient, malevolent beast as though the demon itself had descended upon the mortal plane. Leng Yanran surmised that her master must have perfected the technique to its peak level.
In the remaining half-month, her master began teaching her the techniques of life-and-death combat, honing her abilities in a comprehensive manner.
"Master, the Scarlet Cloud Valley Secret Realm will open in just a few days," Leng Yanran said one morning after her usual soak in the Spirit Pool.
"This journey isn't short, and there may be prodigies from the other four regions attending. Your disciple intends to set off early to ensure timely arrival."
"What are your thoughts, Master?"
Standing before Chen Daoxuan, Leng Yanran waited for his response. She had no plans to continue training today. With the secret realm's opening so near, it was time for her to begin her journey.
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