Master, Please Accept Qiong Xiao's Bow

Every word Lin Feng spoke was like an invisible, heavy hammer, striking Qiong Xiao's heart fiercely.

Each syllable made her break out in a cold sweat, her limbs growing cold.

The array formations she had always prided herself on, her very means of survival, were, in Lin Feng's words, riddled with flaws and utterly foolish.

Yet, Qiong Xiao couldn't muster even a shred of indignant anger.

Because she knew, everything Lin Feng said was absolutely correct!

Moreover, he used the simplest, most straightforward language, yet what he expounded upon were the most profound, most fundamental principles of formations!

What is a foundation? What is an array core? What is the root and what is the branch?

These critical points, which she had struggled to comprehend for countless years, were instantly clarified in Lin Feng's casual remarks, leaving her enlightened!

In this moment, the insights she gained were more profound and thorough than listening to a Sage preach for three thousand years!

This was no longer mere guidance.

This was the transmission of the Dao!

It was an supreme grace that cleared away the fog and pointed directly to the Great Dao!

If her earlier submission under the pressure of life and death still left a trace of humiliation and unwillingness in her heart, feeling forced into servitude.

Then, at this moment, Lin Feng's words, surpassing even a Sage's sermon, completely shattered the last vestige of pride she held as a "Golden Immortal mighty being."

Qiong Xiao stared blankly at the man before her, her shock beyond words.

A few casual pointers were worth more than a Sage's sermon.

Was this... was this person really just a Sage?

A thought she had never dared to entertain before began to sprout and spread wildly in her mind.

She understood.

What an incredible, heaven-defying opportunity she had stumbled upon!

What this person before her offered was a smooth path to the Dao she had never even dreamed of!

To be able to follow such an existence, even as a mere maidservant, was a blessing Qiong Xiao had cultivated with all her fortune accumulated over countless eons!

Having understood all this, all the grievances, unwillingness, and humiliation in Qiong Xiao's heart transformed into overwhelming relief and ecstatic joy.

She accepted the title "Master"!

Wholeheartedly and sincerely!

In the span of just a few breaths, Qiong Xiao's eyes underwent a seismic shift.

The last trace of struggle and confusion faded, replaced by an unprecedented clarity, determination, and ardor.

She suddenly broke free from Lin Feng's arm.

This movement made Lin Feng's brows twitch slightly, thinking she was about to cause more trouble.

But in the next second, Qiong Xiao's actions surprised even him.

The stunning immortal maiden, who had been full of reluctance moments ago, took a step back and very solemnly tidied her disheveled immortal dress, still stained with blood.

Every movement was filled with a sense of ritual.

As if she were about to pay respects to a supreme monarch.

Then, under Lin Feng's amused gaze, Qiong Xiao's knees buckled, and she bowed before him with an unprecedentedly respectful posture.

Her snow-white skirt spread out on the ground like a blooming lotus.

Her head was bowed, her smooth hair cascading down, obscuring her face, which could topple nations, revealing only a section of her fair, elegant neck.

"Qiong Xiao pays respects to Master."

Her clear and melodious voice came from the ground, carrying a slight tremor of surviving a great ordeal, but more so, carrying sincerity and reverence from the depths of her soul.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life and for remaking me."

This time, her tone held no trace of coercion, no hint of falseness.

The word "Master" was spoken willingly, naturally.

Lin Feng looked at Qiong Xiao kneeling at his feet, a satisfied curve forming on his lips.

Very good, this is how his first maidservant should act.

He didn't let Qiong Xiao kneel for long.

While the sight of a top goddess kneeling before him was pleasing to the eye, keeping her kneeling would be a waste of her beauty.

Lin Feng took a step forward, bent down, and reached out his hand.

His warm palm gently grasped Qiong Xiao's wrist, which was cool and smooth from blood loss. With a slight pull, he lifted her from the ground.

The sensation from her wrist was as delicate as the finest warm jade, making one reluctant to let go.

Qiong Xiao obviously hadn't expected Lin Feng to help her up personally. As she was enveloped by his warm masculine presence, her delicate body involuntarily trembled slightly, and a strange tingling sensation spread through her entire body from her wrist.

She subconsciously wanted to pull away, but dared not, so she could only let Lin Feng pull her, her body almost pressed against his chest.

"You…"

Qiong Xiao had just raised her head, about to say something, when Lin Feng suddenly leaned close to her ear.

A warm breath, mixed with a faint scent that made her heart flutter, brushed against her fair, crystal-clear ear.

Qiong Xiao's body instantly froze.

Immediately after, Lin Feng's magnetic voice, filled with an undeniable dominance, drilled into her ear like a spell.

"Remember your status."

"From now on, in front of me, you don't need so many formalities."

BOOM!

Qiong Xiao's mind went blank, a buzzing sound filling her head.

That warm breath, as if carrying some strange magic, instantly dyed her fair earlobe a moving crimson, which quickly spread towards her cheeks.

An unprecedented heat surged from the depths of her heart, causing her Dao Heart, which had been silent for eons, to race wildly like a startled deer for the first time.

It was even more intense than when she had just learned that Lin Feng might be a Sage.

After speaking, Lin Feng released her and watched her with amusement.

Seeing her flushed cheeks, shy and beautiful eyes, and utterly flustered adorable appearance, the smile on Lin Feng's lips deepened.

Training a high and mighty Goddess was indeed much more interesting than simply fighting and killing.