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Jiang Yunzhou mercilessly slapped himself, the sound crisp and loud.
"Look but don't touch! Jiang Yunzhou, what the hell are you thinking?!" He cursed himself in a low voice, his face burning.
This was his designated first disciple!
How could he harbor such filthy thoughts? He was worse than a beast!
"Tsk, it seems I need to find myself a wife first, lest I'm constantly distracted and have to rely on my hand to solve problems..."
He quickly ran through potential candidates who were suitable for discipleship and met his standards for looks and figure.
Then he eliminated those people.
Those who were taken or unsuitable, there weren't many left who met his requirements.
"Eh?"
A thought suddenly popped into his head, "If others can marry a Spirit Beast as a wife, why can't I?"
Thinking of the Tang Clan's entangled relationship with Spirit Beasts for generations, his mind instantly opened up.
"If I'm going to marry, I must marry the best! Let me study the potential stocks carefully..."
He immersed himself in researching his future wife.
Just then, the bathroom door clicked softly.
Zhu Zhuqing changed her clothes and walked out.
She was still in her signature black tight-fitting outfit, which perfectly outlined the girl's slender figure.
Her wet black hair was draped over her shoulders, with a few strands clinging to her fair neck, adding a touch of seductive beauty.
Jiang Yunzhou's gaze involuntarily fixed on her, his mind superimposing the hazy silhouette from earlier with the clear image before him, and a stronger wave of heat rushed to his lower abdomen.
"Damn it..."
He cursed inwardly, forcefully suppressing his surging blood.
"This eighteen-year-old body is truly a headache!"
Zhu Zhuqing was still clutching the blood-stained, torn old clothes in her hand, intending to find a place to discard them.
She looked up and met Jiang Yunzhou's burning gaze, her cheeks instantly flushed red again, so embarrassed her toes curled.
She hurriedly hid the tattered clothes behind her, her eyes darting away.
"You, can you please not look at me like that..." Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Also, thank you very much for helping me get rid of the pursuers and for healing my injuries."
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself.
"I will definitely repay this kindness in the future. I, I'll leave now, and this room is for you to stay in."
Let her spend the night in the same room with a stranger she had only known for half a day?
Just thinking about it made her uncomfortable all over.
If not for the unbearable stickiness of her blood-stained body earlier, she might have even refused to bathe here.
Want to leave?
Jiang Yunzhou's lips curved into a playful smile.
He didn't put in all this effort just to hear a fleeting 'thank you' and a promise of future repayment.
What he wanted to hear was: Teacher!
"Leave?" He spoke slowly.
"Where do you want to go? Am I that scary to you?"
"Or are you saying that in your eyes, saving your life and healing your injuries is only worth a few gold coins' repayment?"
Zhu Zhuqing was forced back half a step by him, shaking her head repeatedly: "No! It's not like that! You misunderstood! I didn't think that!"
She just felt that this ambiguous and awkward atmosphere made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles.
Honestly, if she really left here, where would she go? She was actually completely lost.
"Oh? Then tell me, why are you so eager to leave? Give me a reasonable explanation."
Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.
What could she say? Say that she found his gaze too aggressive?
Say that she felt it was dangerous to be alone in a room with a strange man?
That sounded more like accusing her savior, and she was so choked up that her eyes were slightly red.
Looking at the girl's embarrassed yet stubborn appearance, Jiang Yunzhou chuckled.
"I'm a person who never likes to force others. Do you want to become stronger?"
"I can help you. How about you reconsider becoming my disciple?"
He was frantically complaining in his heart about that damned 'mutual consent'... How much simpler it would be to just forcefully suppress her!
Who cares if she's willing or not, as long as the goal is achieved, right?
The words 'become stronger' struck a chord with Zhu Zhuqing's inner desire!
Her body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with deep bitterness and helplessness.
"I, I want to become stronger, very much so!"
"But, I really have something I must do. I know these things won't repay you, but I really have nothing else right now..."
As she spoke, she felt wronged again, her voice choked, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"As long as you nod and become my disciple, then helping you is a master's duty, it's only natural. To talk about repayment then would be too distant."
"I am a Level 79 Soul Sage. Being your master should be qualified enough, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly looked up.
"A Level 79 Soul Sage?"
Her cat-like eyes instantly widened, filled with disbelief!
This man in front of her, by his appearance, was at most seventeen or eighteen years old, not much older than herself!
She had cultivated with all her might and was only in her twenties, how could he be a Level 79 Soul Sage?
How was this possible?
Perhaps sensing the doubt in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, Jiang Yunzhou said no more.
With a slight thought, his spirit power surged around him, and seven spirit rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, appeared in sequence, each shimmering with a different light!
Zhu Zhuqing held her breath, her cool cat-like eyes involuntarily widened, staring intently at the seven spirit rings.
Her small mouth was slightly open, her tender lips appearing particularly alluring in her shock.
"How's that?"
Jiang Yunzhou said, lifting his chin, "Now, you should believe it, right? I didn't lie to you."
Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's slightly parted pink lips from shock, Jiang Yunzhou inexplicably wanted to put something in them.
He shook his head, suppressing this dangerous thought.
"Jiang Yunzhou..."
Zhu Zhuqing asked, her voice a little dry, "How old are you?"
"Eighteen." Jiang Yunzhou raised an eyebrow, answering crisply.
"Oh, right," he added, as if just realizing, "You were asking about age, right?"
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned by his question: "Yes! What else did you think I was asking?"
"Oh oh, I almost misunderstood..."
"That's also eighteen."
"..." Zhu Zhuqing felt a vein throbbing in her temple.
She hated people who had no boundaries!
Was it really reliable to have this guy as a teacher?
An eighteen-year-old Level 79 Soul Sage, how did he do it?
How enviable!
Watching Zhu Zhuqing fall into a long silence, Jiang Yunzhou did not press her further this time.
Pressing too hard, he was afraid he would make her cry again.
He could probably guess what Zhu Zhuqing was struggling with.
Wasn't this the Rose Hotel right now?
If he didn't run into that horny golden retriever today, he would tomorrow or the day after.
At that time, let her see with her own eyes what kind of person her fiancé, whom she had been wholeheartedly pursuing, was. Perhaps he wouldn't even need to say much, and her resolve would waver.
Against a personality like Zhu Zhuqing's, who was outwardly cold but inwardly strong, and extremely wary, strong-arm tactics would only backfire.
Wasn't he acting so unreliable, even a little scummy, precisely to lower her guard and make her feel easy to get along with?
Alas, to take on a disciple, he was almost becoming a film emperor. Thinking about it, he felt a little touched.
If Zhu Zhuqing could hear his thoughts at this moment, she would probably coldly retort: 'Acting? You're just being yourself!'