"You're this old man's disciple, so of course you have to inherit this old man's legacy. What? You're not happy? Who knows how many people are coveting this old man's position!"
"If they like it, then just give it to them." Xiao Qianyin muttered, and Ye Mo rapped her forehead again. "In their dreams! This old man is saving this position for you. Whether you agree or not, you're destined to become the next Mohist Giant! Earn some glory for this old man. Hmph, this old man wants to truly hold his head high before all the other schools of thought!"
She deeply suspected whether this master of hers had ever grown up, seriously questioning his age. With such a large beard, he still acted like a child.
"Disciple, we've waited until evening, and you haven't shown any abnormalities. Could this Blood Bodhi be fake? Hmph, tomorrow I must settle accounts with that brat. How dare he sell this old man counterfeit goods?"
Xiao Qianyin had originally thought something would really happen to her. The two of them had lain on rocking chairs in the courtyard for quite a while, yet she had not encountered the unfortunate mishap Ye Mo had spoken of. She couldn't help feeling surprised, but her suspended heart had finally settled. She definitely did not want to die from her body exploding.
"This old man is entering seclusion tonight. I basically won't come out unless something important happens. If you need anything, come find this old man tomorrow morning, understand?"
She nodded and continued gazing up at the starry sky. The environment here was much better than in her era. Not to mention the fresh air, the starry sky was exceptionally brilliant. The night breeze blew past; it was truly a wonderful place to admire the moon and observe the stars.
The rocking chair swayed back and forth. Before she knew it, she grew somewhat tired and wanted to close her eyes. Just at this moment, a frenzied heat rampaged through her body. Yet she was completely powerless, utterly unable to move. Gasping for breath, she could feel her body growing hotter inch by inch, scorching to the extreme!
With a thud, she fell from the rocking chair to the ground. She silently recited the Longevity Technique, yet she couldn't suppress this frenzied power. Her master had just entered seclusion and couldn't be woken at all. Was she going to lose her life here?
A pair of slightly cool hands embraced her, temporarily alleviating the heat. She struggled to open her eyes, and a breathtakingly beautiful face entered her vision. Black hair fell upon her cheek, an aura of nobility and elegance covering his entire being—who else could it be but Qin Xiaoran?
"What's wrong with you?" he asked in a low voice. He had originally come on a whim, never expecting to encounter such a thing. Her appearance clearly indicated qi deviation.
"Blood Bodhi. I ate too much, and the power is uncontrollable!" she answered, gasping.
"..."
Qin Xiaoran was at a loss for a moment. He had thought it was caused by cultivation, but it turned out to be the disaster of a gluttonous mouth!
Silver needles flashed in his hand, piercing several of her vital acupoints, pacifying the restless internal energy and guiding it toward her dantian. However, this was only a temporary measure. The most crucial thing was whether she could digest this internal energy. One had to realize this internal energy was at least thirty years in the making—it could definitely allow her to break through in one fell swoop.
Xiao Qianyin went limp in his embrace. A faint lotus fragrance permeated the space surrounding them, omnipresent, surging into her nose like tidal waters.
She sniffed hard and asked with half-belief, half-doubt, "You're a man, yet you have a natural fragrance? Or do you bathe with lotus petals?"
It was as if a thunderbolt had suddenly struck him, leaving him charred without and tender within. He wasn't a woman, so where would a natural fragrance come from? And bathing with lotus petals?
"It's from years of burning incense. Don't overthink it."
"Help me lie down. If not for you tonight, what my master would see when he came out tomorrow is a stiff corpse."
"It seems I arrived at just the right time." Qin Xiaoran smiled leisurely, like the bright moon hanging in the sky. "I saved you. How do you plan to repay me?"
Her face instantly darkened. This person looked dignified and noble, yet inside he was actually so lewd? He even had a filthy mind? Had he never heard that saving a life surpasses building a seven-story pagoda? Had he never heard of drawing one's sword to help upon witnessing injustice? Had he never heard that the effort of lifting a hand requires no repayment?
"You were the one who wanted to save me. I didn't beg you." She turned her face away and said firmly.