A Maid's Negligence

"Knock, knock, knock."

A gentle knock sounded at the door.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a purple-haired woman entered. Her skin was as white as snow, and her entire body exuded the rich, mature charm of a woman in full bloom.

Unlike Qian Renxue's proportionate, tall, cool, and sacred beauty, this woman had an exceptionally slender waist, yet two heavy, voluptuous mounds rose from her chest. Even though her traditional black-and-white maid uniform wrapped her up tightly, those breathtaking curves still stretched the fabric high, making one fear that the poor buttons might burst off at any moment.

Wearing semi-transparent purple lace gloves, the woman carried a cup of warm, pure white liquid in both hands and gracefully approached Ye Chenxing.

"Master, you must be tired from reading. Please rest for a while first." Her voice was so gentle it seemed as though it could drip with water. "You're still growing. Hurry and drink this cup of milk."

Ye Chenxing took the glass and drained it in one gulp. A pure, warm current slid down his throat and into his stomach, instantly speeding up the circulation of soul power within him.

"Fine milk." Ye Chenxing raised a brow in approval. "This came from that thousand-year soul beast personally raised by Hall Master Jing, didn't it? You've put thought into this. Thank you, A Yin."

That was right. This alluring maid who called him "Master" at every turn was none other than the mother of the God King whom Ye Chenxing had uprooted and taken away—the Blue Silver Emperor, A Yin!

Because her original body had been a plant-type soul beast, she had been affected most deeply by the [Fantasy Tree] within the Mind Star Sea.

Though she retained her old memories, her values and subconscious had been completely reshaped. She had become a servant loyal only to Ye Chenxing.

At the same time, her colors had changed from blue-silver to the same purple-and-white as the Fantasy Tree. Even her taste in clothing and aesthetics had changed drastically. She had begun to favor purple, switching even her lip gloss and eyeshadow to that color...

In short, she had completely "fallen for Ye."

When he had first moved into this villa, Ye Chenxing had decisively sent back every servant arranged by Kong Deming. After all, he had far too many secrets and needed to ensure absolute privacy.

As for everyday tasks like serving tea and pouring water, he could hardly expect the proud Angel God to handle them, could he?

The image of Qian Renxue expressionlessly wearing a black-and-white maid uniform while carrying the Angel Sacred Sword and cleaning flashed through his mind... Ye Chenxing stroked his chin.

Hmm... if there was a chance in the future, it didn't seem impossible?

As it happened, A Yin had awakened after completing her reshaping in the Mind Star Sea. Since Ye Chenxing had just been thinking that he lacked a personal attendant, he happily tossed this specially tailored maid uniform to her.

Whenever he thought about how the dignified mother of the Tang God King was now willingly serving him tea and water in a maid uniform, Ye Chenxing would give a scheming smile.

Unfortunately, aside from the Blue Silver Emperor's restorative ability, she was no different from an ordinary person without cultivation now.

"Master, visitors have arrived outside." A Yin took the empty glass and reported respectfully.

"Who?"

"The hall master's young master and young miss."

"Oh? The Hongchen siblings?" Ye Chenxing raised a brow. "Right, I seem to have arranged with Hall Master Jing today to visit the Illustrious Virtue Hall."

He stretched, rose to his feet, and prepared to head outside.

"Oh my, Master, how can you go out like that?"

A Yin suddenly let out a soft cry, giving him a reproachful look with her beautiful eyes. She stepped closer, bringing with her a faint fragrant breeze.

"If I let you go out like this, that would be a failure in my duties as your maid. Come, let me take care of it for you."

With that, A Yin extended her jade-like hand clad in a purple lace glove and gently swept the purple hair hanging beside her cheek behind her ear, revealing a small stretch of incredibly eye-catching, snowy-white nape. Then, in front of Ye Chenxing, she slowly crouched down along the line of his body...

"A Yin, honestly, things like tying my shoelaces should be left to me in the future."

"How could that be? I have to take care of every aspect of Master's life!"

The two descended the stairs one after the other and found Qian Renxue seated on the sofa in the living room.

Although Qian Renxue was a heroic spirit summoned by his martial soul and was essentially one with him, publicly, the pair of "siblings" naturally lived together.

Ye Chenxing greeted Qian Renxue good morning, and she responded with a nod.

A Yin respectfully bowed to her from the side. "Miss Xue."

Qian Renxue's expression turned slightly unnatural at the sight. Though they had already lived together for many days, learning that this new colleague Ye Chenxing had summoned was actually this world's Tang San's mother still left her at a loss.

Ye Chenxing secretly found the two amusing as he walked to the entrance and opened the door.

Outside, the Hongchen siblings were quietly waiting.

The instant Meng Hongchen saw him, her large blue eyes lit up.

"Good morning, Chenxing!" Meng Hongchen greeted him with a bright smile, though her little head could not help peeking through the doorway.

When she saw Qian Renxue sitting in the living room, her heart skipped a beat.

So it really was just like the rumors said—they actually lived together!

And that maid who had opened the door just now... why did she also smell like a seductive vixen to me?!

Meng Hongchen's sense of crisis immediately intensified. She hurriedly grabbed Ye Chenxing and pulled him outside. "Come on, Chenxing! Don't keep Grandpa waiting too long."

Ye Chenxing's residence was near the Hall of Consecration, some distance from the Illustrious Virtue Hall.

Having not seen the man of her dreams for nearly a week, Meng Hongchen was exceptionally excited along the way, chattering endlessly like a cheerful little bird. Ye Chenxing did not find it annoying and responded casually with a smile.

They talked from the academy's rules to high-level soul tools, then from imperial history to gossip about Ming Capital. Thanks to the vast amount of knowledge he had crammed into his head these past few days, combined with the novel ideas accumulated over two lifetimes, Ye Chenxing handled every topic Meng Hongchen brought up with ease and could even offer incisive, unique insights.

After several exchanges, the admiration in Meng Hongchen's eyes was practically overflowing. Her large eyes fixed on Ye Chenxing were filled with pink little stars.

Meanwhile, Xiao Hongchen, who had been completely neglected at the side, watched his sister like this and his mouth twitched furiously.

He was not some obsessive sister-con, but seeing his sister admire another boy their age still made his chest feel stifled. Several times, he tried to forcibly insert himself into the conversation and salvage some dignity, only to discover sorrowfully that the knowledge he was so proud of was simply not enough before Ye Chenxing.

After hitting several walls, Xiao Hongchen simply snorted, turned his head aside, and consoled himself inwardly:

Hmph, what use is knowing so much theory? It only wastes cultivation time! When I blast you flat with my soul tools in tomorrow's practical class, you'll regret it!