What You Fear Most Comes to Pass

That night, Ye Xiaofeng did not disturb Qingqing's sleep, and she slept especially soundly, not waking until the next morning.

When Qingqing woke up, dawn had just broken. Seeing Ye Xiaofeng holding her as he slept, her hands became uncontrollable and mischievous. One moment, she pinched Ye Xiaofeng's nose; the next, she twisted his ear; then, after a while, she simply used her fingers to pry open Ye Xiaofeng's eyes.

"Can't you let me sleep a little in the early morning?" Ye Xiaofeng had been sleeping comfortably, but Qingqing's antics woke him up. In the end, he could no longer pretend to sleep.

"You sleep your sleep, and I'll play my game. We won't interfere with each other," Qingqing said mischievously.

"With you acting like this, how am I supposed to sleep? Little vixen, stop tempting me, or I'll take you," Ye Xiaofeng said, unable to hold back, then gave Qingqing a lecherous look.

"Where are your eyes looking? Close them, now!" Qingqing hurriedly covered Ye Xiaofeng's eyes.

"Alright, it's still early. Sleep a little longer." Ye Xiaofeng pulled Qingqing into his arms.

Qingqing had thought Ye Xiaofeng would have improper intentions toward her, but this time, he said nothing. He closed his eyes and continued sleeping.

But Qingqing did not want to let Ye Xiaofeng off so easily. Once again, she used her finger to draw circles on his chest.

"Little vixen, you've provoked me again and again, so don't blame me." Ye Xiaofeng turned over and pinned Qingqing beneath him.

Qingqing had just opened her mouth to speak.

But Ye Xiaofeng sealed her lips, and they went wild once more, like fish in water finding a river.

By noon, Qingqing was obediently curled up in Ye Xiaofeng's arms.

Ye Xiaofeng got up and carried Qingqing to the bathroom.

Afterward, the two changed into clean clothes. Ye Xiaofeng took her to the inn for lunch, then had Qingqing stay behind while he went to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Master, have you been well lately?" The first thing Ye Xiaofeng did upon arriving at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was pay respects to Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"You still remember that I'm your master? It's been an entire month. Tell me honestly, where did you go?" Sword Douluo immediately went for the big move.

"Master, don't you always say that one cannot cultivate blindly all the time? So this disciple went out to look around and gain some insight into my path of cultivation." Ye Xiaofeng spouted nonsense to Sword Douluo Chen Xin with a straight face.

"So, what have you comprehended?" Sword Douluo had kept his eyes closed ever since Ye Xiaofeng entered.

"This disciple is dull-witted."

"Hmm..."

"This disciple suddenly gained some insight." Seeing Sword Douluo frown slightly, Ye Xiaofeng immediately put on a flattering smile and changed his answer.

"If that is the case, then I shall help you out." Sword Douluo waved his sleeve, and a tremendous gust of wind blew Ye Xiaofeng out through the window, sending him straight into the pond.

"Feng'er, are you clear-headed now?" Sword Douluo appeared beside the pond in an instant.

"This disciple knows his mistake. I should not have been infatuated with worldly pleasures." Seeing that Sword Douluo had no intention of helping him, Ye Xiaofeng climbed out himself and obediently admitted his mistake.

"As your master, I do not oppose whoever you choose to be with, but have you truly thought it through?" Like a father, Sword Douluo Chen Xin guided Ye Xiaofeng. He did not object; instead, he addressed the matter from Ye Xiaofeng's perspective.

Just as Ye Xiaofeng was about to say that he was prepared, a trace of confusion flashed through his mind. Was he truly prepared? Even if Qingqing was willing to be with him, there were still Bing'er and the others. Did his current strength truly allow him to protect them? He still had to return to Sea God Island. If he was not strong enough, could he truly stay by his mother's side with peace of mind?

Ye Xiaofeng sank into deep thought. Seeing this, Sword Douluo was also greatly gratified. No matter how gifted Ye Xiaofeng was, he still needed someone to guide him, so that his path would become broader and his vision more far-reaching. Sword Douluo Chen Xin hoped that Ye Xiaofeng could break through to that realm in the future.

"This disciple understands. Thank you, Master, for your guidance." After Sword Douluo cleared away his confusion, Ye Xiaofeng immediately saw the light.

Over the next few days, Ye Xiaofeng focused on cultivating his swordsmanship and was able to use the first Kill Character Art with ease.

The day before his duel with A Xin, Ye Xiaofeng begged Sword Douluo to help him with something. It was rather unbecoming for a Titled Douluo to do such a thing, but for the sake of his disciple, he agreed.

"Master, this disciple wishes to go out for a walk today and relax a little." Ye Xiaofeng had been busy cultivating these past few days and had neglected Qingqing.

"Since you wish to relax, I shall accompany you. As it happens, I have some free time as well." Sword Douluo looked at Ye Xiaofeng with a smile.

Ye Xiaofeng's heart was in turmoil. Master, I'm going to see my girlfriend. Is it really appropriate for you to come along? Ye Xiaofeng wore a helpless expression.

"What? You're unwilling to have your master accompany you?" Sword Douluo had not expected his disciple's gaze to reveal a hint of disdain just now.

"Of course not. Having Master accompany me is more than I could ask for. Hehe." Ye Xiaofeng hurriedly laughed along.

"Then let us go to Shopkeeper Li's place and taste his cooking." Sword Douluo had not eaten Shopkeeper Li's food for some time, and his interest was immediately piqued.

"Alright." Though Ye Xiaofeng said so, his heart was in turmoil. He had no idea what to do, as if he had run into his girlfriend halfway while accompanied by his parents.

What he feared most came to pass. Ye Xiaofeng and Sword Douluo walked side by side down the street. As they neared the inn entrance, Ye Xiaofeng saw Qingqing rushing straight toward him. It was already too late to stop her.

"You bastard! You were gone for so long before coming back to see me!" Qingqing threw her arms around Ye Xiaofeng and immediately began complaining.

Ye Xiaofeng instantly froze stiff, unable to move. He wished he could find a hole to crawl into, and even wished he could slap himself twice. It was all because of his cursed mouth.

"Xiaofeng, what's wrong? Don't you miss me at all?" Qingqing sensed that something was off with Ye Xiaofeng. Seeing him stand there without moving, she stopped hugging him.

Qingqing changed tactics and pinched Ye Xiaofeng's cheeks with both hands. "Come on, smile." Qingqing smiled as she spoke.

"Hehe." Ye Xiaofeng's smile looked even worse than crying.

"Ahem. Feng'er, aren't you going to introduce her to your master?" Sword Douluo truly could not bear to watch these two youngsters flirt any longer. The brat had gotten bold enough to fool even his master.

"Qingqing, this is my master," Ye Xiaofeng said awkwardly.

"Greetings, Master! Greetings, Senior..." Only then did Qingqing realize that Ye Xiaofeng had come with his master. Just now, Ye Xiaofeng had been the only thing in her mind and before her eyes, so she had overlooked the person beside him. Embarrassed and flustered, she hurriedly called him Master, only realizing after saying it that she had addressed him incorrectly.

"Master, Qingqing is young and ignorant. Please do not take offense." Ye Xiaofeng awkwardly scratched his head as well.

"The ignorant one, I think, is you. Is this the insight you told me about?" Sword Douluo looked as though he were saying, You dared to fool me, brat. How could I possibly let you off so easily?

"Hehehe." At this moment, Ye Xiaofeng could only laugh along.