Yang Xing continued nodding, looking as if it were only natural.
"Of course. To ensure the purity of the tempering process, the spring water can't be contaminated. Don't worry, while you absorb the Immortal Herbs, I'll go out for a walk."
The understanding and approval he had expected never came.
Ning Rongrong's expression gradually went blank. Her eyes slowly turned deadpan as she squeezed out each word through clenched teeth.
"So Xiao Wu took the Immortal Herbs naked too?"
Yang Xing sensed that something was wrong, but he still nodded hesitantly.
"Ahem, that was indeed the case. It's a necessary step. Is there a problem, good disciple?"
Ning Rongrong's pretty face scrunched up, and her tone dropped several degrees colder.
"So, stinky Master, you saw that thieving rabbit naked?"
Yang Xing hurriedly waved his hands with a solemn expression.
"What kind of person am I? My character is upright. I absolutely didn't see anything."
Ning Rongrong snorted.
"I don't believe you. You have so many maids in your residence. You're obviously a huge pervert. Would you really let Xiao Wu, who's so much prettier than those maids, slip by?"
Yang Xing's face darkened. A small wooden stick appeared in his hand, and he knocked her on the head.
"When has your master ever been that improper? I have principles!"
Ning Rongrong cried out in pain, turned away from him, and snorted.
"Who would believe that?"
Several dark lines seemed to slide down Yang Xing's forehead as he spoke helplessly.
"Do you still want to eat Immortal Herbs and obtain an Immortal Body?"
Ning Rongrong snorted again. "No. Dirty."
Her entire body radiated the aura of an immortal maiden who was angry and impossible to placate.
Yang Xing had a headache. Across both lifetimes, he could barely count on one hand