Four Women Gathered in Lin Mian's Room

[Mission: Take Xiao Wu as a disciple. (Completed)]

[Reward: All Spirit Rings increased in age by one thousand years, ten Soul Ascension Pills, along with the pill formula (Raises the Soul Power of Soul Masters below level forty by two levels with no side effects. Each person may only take two pills, with the second pill having half the effect.) (Distributed)]

Seeing the system rewards in hand, Lin Mian smiled knowingly.

Next, he had to prepare to improve Zhu Zhuqing's strength.

After all, she was his disciple. He couldn't really send her to her death in two months.

He might have said life and death were irrelevant, but that was only talk. In truth, Lin Mian was quite protective of his own.

A small goal: in two months, Zhu Zhuqing would break through level forty.

"Come on, let's go inside. What are we all doing standing outside?"

After saying that, Lin Mian headed into the courtyard. Then, as if remembering something, he spoke to Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, you should have met your quota today, right? Then you won't need to come wash my feet tonight."

"Ah! Oh."

There was a hint of disappointment in Ning Rongrong's voice. After washing his feet for so many days, she had grown used to it. Now that she suddenly didn't have to do it, she felt strangely unhappy.

Hearing that, Qian Renxue's thoughts shifted, and she spoke up.

"Senior, let me wash your feet tonight. Consider it my thanks for letting me stay in the Judgment Hall for all these years. And now that you're willing to take me in, I have to repay you."

Wash His Excellency the Arbiter's feet?

I wonder how His Excellency the Arbiter's feet differ from ours?

Excitement rose within Qian Renxue.

To her, being able to wash the feet of the legendary His Excellency the Arbiter was an honor.

"No, you can't."

Ning Rongrong reacted as though someone were trying to snatch away something that belonged to her.

"Why not?"

Qian Renxue spoke fiercely, her eyes brimming with danger.

"Because... because I'm washing Master's feet tonight."

Ning Rongrong went all out. She absolutely couldn't let this wicked woman succeed.

"Senior already said you don't need to wash his feet today. Are you refusing to listen to Senior?"

"What does whether I listen to Master have to do with you? Before, I washed Master's feet as punishment. But now, as his disciple, I want to show him some filial devotion. What's wrong with washing his feet?"

Ning Rongrong argued shamelessly.

"You..."

Qian Renxue was nearly exploding with anger. How could this little girl be so shameless?

She wanted to say more, but Lin Mian stepped in and stopped the farce.

"Stop arguing. Neither of you is allowed to come today. That's settled. Go on now."

Lin Mian was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and spoke to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing, come to my room later. I have something to tell you."

"Alright, Master." Zhu Zhuqing obediently agreed.

Qian Renxue and Ning Rongrong exchanged a glance, sparks seeming to flash between them.

"Master, I'm here."

Zhu Zhuqing pushed open the door and entered Lin Mian's room.

When Lin Mian saw her enter, he gestured for her to sit.

"Do you blame Master for setting such a difficult goal for you? Those four have decent talent, and their Soul Power is all higher than yours."

"Have you considered what the outcome would be if you couldn't defeat them two months from now?"

"I don't blame you. If I lose in two months, it will all be Zhuqing's own fault."

"Good. As expected of my disciple. You've got spirit."

"But you don't need to worry. Since I dared set that standard for you, I naturally won't let anything happen to you."

"Hold out your hand. Let me see what your physical condition is like now."

"Alright."

Zhu Zhuqing extended her fair, jade-like hand. Her hand was exceedingly slender, in stark contrast to her ample chest.

The veins visible on her arm were like green jade, and together with her delicate skin, they made one want to reach out and play with them.

Lin Mian pressed his fingers against her hand and discovered that Zhu Zhuqing's physical strength had improved enormously. She could now absorb a Spirit Ring of over two thousand years.

Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power was currently level twenty-eight. Her cultivation these past few days had caused it to rise quickly, and she was not far from level thirty.

"Not bad. Your physical condition has improved quite a bit, but it still isn't enough."

"Wait a few more days. I'll find a way to improve it further, so the age limit of the third Spirit Ring you can absorb will be even higher."

"As for raising your Soul Power, don't worry. Master has already thought of a way."

Everything was still within his expectations.

"Thank you, Master." Zhu Zhuqing did not doubt her master's words in the slightest.

"What's there to thank between master and disciple? If there's nothing else, you can go back now."

"Goodbye, Master."

Zhu Zhuqing left the room. As she walked out, she vaguely heard her master mutter.

"Without anyone helping wash my feet today, it actually feels a little strange."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes shifted, and an idea formed in her heart.

Lin Mian had not said it on purpose. He truly did feel somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Not long after, a knock sounded outside the door.

Lin Mian paid it no mind and casually said,

"Just push the door open and come in."

As the door opened, a breathtakingly beautiful face came into view. Its owner was none other than—

Qian Renxue.

"Why are you here?" Lin Mian was somewhat surprised to see Qian Renxue appear so suddenly.

"Senior, of course Xue'er is here to wash your feet. You won't dislike Xue'er, will you?"

Lin Mian frowned deeply.

"I really don't understand you. Why do you insist on doing this sort of thing?"

"Senior, please. Just treat it as my way of repaying you."

Qian Renxue pleaded pitifully, looking utterly moving.

"Fine, do as you wish."

Lin Mian sighed helplessly and could only agree. It definitely wasn't because she had moved him.

Just as Qian Renxue was about to reach out and remove his shoes, the door suddenly opened again.

Both of them looked toward the doorway with a guilty feeling.

Standing in the doorway was Ning Rongrong, holding a basin of foot-washing water.

When Ning Rongrong saw the scene in the room, she froze, her voice full of disbelief.

"Wicked woman, what are you doing in Master's room?"

"Of course I'm helping Senior wash his feet. Do you think you're the only one who can do it?"

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder. Neither of them would yield, and Lin Mian felt his scalp go numb at the sight.

They had planned this together, hadn't they?

Just as the sparks were about to ignite, the door opened once more.

All three looked outside and saw Zhu Zhuqing, who was also carrying a basin of foot-washing water.

Zhu Zhuqing was dumbfounded by the sight.

"Master, was I too late?"

"Zhuqing, why are you here too?" Ning Rongrong's voice was full of disbelief.

She had never expected that Zhuqing, who was usually so honest, would try to take her job today.

"Didn't you all say you weren't coming today? So I thought I'd help Master wash his feet."

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was filled with innocence.

So they had all been lying.

Now the pressure fell on Lin Mian. All three women stared at him, waiting for his choice.

Lin Mian immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He had not been this nervous even when Di Tian had arrived with a beast tide. What was going on today?

Just as the room fell into an eerie silence,

another person opened the door carrying a basin of foot-washing water. It was Xiao Wu, looking somewhat awkward.

At once, the entire room seemed to explode into chaos.