Bibi Dong, Ye Qingshui, and Ah Yin each had their own cultivation tasks.
Lu Xuan, meanwhile, taught Bo Saixi Taijiquan with hands-on guidance.
The day passed quickly, and everyone found it fulfilling.
Suddenly, Lu Xuan withdrew his hands from Bo Saixi and stepped back, keeping his distance.
As the pleasant scent of the man beside her drifted away and his warm palms left her, Bo Saixi actually found herself a little unaccustomed to their absence.
She wondered whether it was because Lu Xuan was handsome and smelled nice.
Even when he had stood far closer to her than was normal during their lessons, Bo Saixi had felt no aversion and had adapted remarkably quickly.
"Not bad. You've basically learned it on your first day."
"Looks like you'll reach the beginner level tomorrow."
Lu Xuan was generous with his praise.
Bo Saixi immediately smiled happily.
"Of course! Don't underestimate me. I'm a Limit Douluo!"
But when she realized how brightly she was smiling, she quickly reined it in.
Still keeping his distance, Lu Xuan said mildly:
"High Priestess, I've received your apology gift."
Bo Saixi said, "Huh?"
"That heartfelt smile of yours just now was beautiful."
"I'm very pleased with this gift."
Bo Saixi's heart began pounding again, utterly betraying her.
She had no idea what was wrong with her.
Who knew how many times her heart had raced uncontrollably today? It was practically as though someone had dosed her with a magic potion and turned her heart into a motor!
Bo Saixi suddenly grew a little afraid of Lu Xuan.
She felt certain something was wrong with him. Had he used some bizarre charm soul skill on her, making her gradually sink into his clutches while fully conscious, until she could only humiliatingly satisfy his every demand, even against her