In Xianxia With The Investment Return System, Starting My Journey by taking Demon Empress as a Disciple - Chapter 42.2: Yanran's Devotion to Serving Master

However, if she were too forward, would Master think she lacked modesty?

Leng Yanran’s nose twitched, catching the pleasant scent from Master’s body. Lost in her thoughts, her mind drifted away, her face growing warmer. She ultimately hid her face in Master’s chest, trying to conceal her embarrassment.

Soon, Chen Daoxuan carried her into the main hall, arriving at the room she had chosen. With a thought, the doors automatically swung open, and Chen Daoxuan, his steps steady, approached the bedside.

Leng Yanran felt her heartbeat quicken, her head growing dizzy.

“Master… Yanran is willing to serve Master…”

Perhaps due to a combination of nervousness, heightened pulse, and dizziness, Leng Yanran unconsciously murmured her thoughts aloud, revealing her innermost desires. As the words left her lips, she froze, wishing she could slap herself twice.

How frustrating! How could she blurt out her innermost thoughts? What if Master misunderstood her intentions? This could end up terribly!

However, amid her turmoil, Leng Yanran’s anticipation grew. How would Master respond?

Clearly caught off guard by her sudden confession, Chen Daoxuan paused momentarily, then gently laid her on the bed.

“With your current exhaustion and depleted spiritual energy, do you have the strength to serve me? “Simply lie down. I’ll take this opportunity to help you clear your meridians and eliminate any latent issues from before the Void Sky Realm.”

Chen Daoxuan let out a wry smile, silently lamenting his disciple’s incessant thoughts. She was so weakened that he had to carry her into the room, yet she still wished to serve him, offering tea and massages, was it? Well, today he’d be the one serving his disciple.

He would help her properly stretch her meridians and remove the lingering issues from before the Void Sky Realm.

Observing the bewildered expression on his disciple’s face, Chen Daoxuan shook his head, sighing inwardly. What on earth was she thinking?

She was almost too weak to stand, and yet here she was, wanting to serve him. He repeated in his mind: She’s my disciple, she’s my disciple. I’m only helping her clear her meridians, nothing more. Don’t overthink it, don’t overthink it…

After a moment, he managed to suppress the rising impulse. He inwardly sighed and thought, “Indeed, she possesses the natural charm of someone who has cultivated the Chaos Heavenly Demon Scripture. Even without deliberately employing seduction techniques, she radiates such irresistible allure.”

If he, her master, felt this way, what about others? He realized he would have to provide his disciple with some cards up her sleeve to protect herself from ill-intentioned individuals.

Without further hesitation, he gestured and conjured a ball of spiritual fluid from the Spirit Pool Hall. It hovered in the air without a single drop falling. He followed this by conjuring a slender branch, about the length of his forearm, covered in tea leaves. With another thought, the tea leaves and branch transformed into fine particles, merging into the spiritual fluid.

“Oh, right, fetch a Washing Marrow Pill for me.”

As he reached out to retrieve the pill himself, Chen Daoxuan suddenly paused, realizing that his disciple had a unique method of hiding things. He decided to let her retrieve the pill from the special spot herself.

Leng Yanran retrieved a jade bottle from her silk garment and placed it on the bedside table, then buried her face deeply into the bedding.

She was mortified!!!