Elder Bing: This Is My First Time
It was very late at night.
In the main courtyard of the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, the master bedroom was brightly lit.
Two figures were reflected on the screen.
hiss...
Chu Feng suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness travel from his feet straight to the top of his head, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
He subconsciously looked down and saw that the once steaming foot bath water had all frozen solid.
"Sir, I'm sorry."
Elder Bing blushed and abruptly stood up, bowing deeply to Chu Feng in apology.
Chu Feng was speechless. "Elder Bing, you were the one who took the initiative this time, why are you retaliating against me like this?"
Elder Bing shook his head vigorously, explaining, "Sir, I absolutely did not intend to take revenge on you."
This is the first time I've been so intimate with a man, and I'm a little uncomfortable. The cold Spiritual Qi within me is unconsciously emanating, which is why the water is freezing. I'll change the water for you right away."
Chu Feng glanced at his frozen legs and waved his hand, saying, "No need. From now on, let's just have Plato foot bath."
???
Elder Bing looked at Chu Feng with a puzzled expression. "Sir, what is Plato foot washing?"
"Just like before."
As Chu Feng spoke, he channeled his spiritual Spiritual Qi to melt the ice in the basin and removed his feet from it.
He thought that after working so hard for so long, he could finally enjoy himself, but this is how it turned out...
Elder Bing dared not look directly at Chu Feng, and bent down to lift the basin. "Sir, then I will return."
"I'm tired too, you should get some rest."
Chu Feng waved his hand dismissively.
"Um."
Elder Bing responded and then turned to leave.
As Chu Feng watched Elder Bing's departing figure, a serious thought suddenly surfaced in his mind:
Could this be the reason why Elder Bing, despite her stunning beauty, has remained without a Daoist partner?
After all, one wrong move and you could end up frozen like a chicken, which is a terrible price to pay.
No, Elder Bing has an innate ice-related skill.
He quickly put all these serious thoughts aside; Elder Bing was just his nominal disciple, why should he worry about him?
Nothing happened that night.
The next day, Chu Feng slept until mealtime as usual.
After washing up, he went to the courtyard and saw his three disciples, Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, and Qin Qin, already setting out bowls and chopsticks. He smiled and asked, "What delicious food have you prepared today?"
Qin Qin smiled slightly, "Master, Qin'er made your favorite sweet and sour pork today."
"Then I must eat an extra bowl today."
As Chu Feng spoke, Elder Bing had already come out of his room.
Over the past few months, she has gotten used to sitting around the table with Chu Feng and his group for meals, which makes her feel at home.
However, as soon as Elder Bing saw Chu Feng, he remembered what had happened last night and subconsciously avoided Chu Feng's gaze, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.
Such a small movement naturally did not escape the eyes of everyone present.
Chu Feng didn't say anything, he just kept showing off his food.
Cao Youqian glanced at Xiao Chen secretly.
The latter, like Chu Feng, simply focused on eating and didn't think much about it.
After the meal, the three disciples left the main courtyard one after another.
Cao Youqian quietly called out to Xiao Chen, "Senior Brother, do you think Elder Bing is acting differently today?"
"There are indeed some differences."
After speaking, Xiao Chen turned his gaze to Cao Youqian: "What exactly are you trying to say, kid?"
Cao Youqian asked in a serious tone, "Senior Brother, I mean, what if, what if Elder Bing and Master got together? Would you...?"
"Stop."
Xiao Chen interrupted Cao Youqian directly, "I think you're just bored, daring to make fun of our master. Looks like you'll have to practice more today."
"It's a misunderstanding, Senior Brother, it's a misunderstanding!"
Cao Youqian kept saying it was a misunderstanding, and explained, "Senior Brother, I was just worried about you. If it really happened, Qin Rou would become our junior sister."
Xiao Chen said nonchalantly, "What's there to worry about? She's my fellow disciple, so let's just leave it at that."
"You don't still have feelings for her, do you?"
As Cao Youqian spoke, he quickly took a big step back, afraid of being beaten to death by his senior brother.
Xiao Chen's lips curled into a slight smile, "Looks like you don't trust my sword, kid. Today I'll show you my swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, Cao Youqian instinctively turned to run away, but Xiao Chen stepped forward, grabbed his neck, and pulled him toward the back mountain.
"Big... Senior Brother, what does this have to do with your sword?"
Xiao Chen said unhurriedly, "My sword strike severed everything between me and Qin Rou. What you just said was that my sword wasn't fast enough, wasn't it?"
"I..."
Cao Youqian just wanted to slap himself twice. Why did he have to blurt out such a thing?
A moment later, a scream echoed from the back mountain, reverberating throughout the entire Miscellaneous Dao Institute.
Within the Mist Marsh.
Wang Baole has been here for training for five months.
He was very happy during this time, spending his days either looking for delicious food or cooking.
Not only did he break through two minor realms, but his knife skills and cooking skills also reached a new level.
That evening.
Elder Zhao received a message from Feihe. After reading the contents of the letter, he privately whispered something to the Ninth Princess.
After hearing this, the Ninth Princess immediately found Wang Baole and asked, "Wang Baole, do you still want to continue your training in the Mist Marsh?"
Wang Baole calculated the time; his master had originally told him to stay in the Mist Marsh for a maximum of six months.
It seems like going back in five months shouldn't be a problem.
"Miss Nangong, I plan to stay for another two days. If you have something to attend to, you may leave now."
Upon hearing this, the Ninth Princess showed a hint of regret on her face, but she still asked another question.
"Wang Baole, will you go to the Dao-Seeking Academy?"
Did Miss Nangong discover that I am a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Academy?
Wang Baole, with a hint of doubt, said, "I'll definitely go."
The Ninth Princess smiled and said, "Then let's make a promise to meet again at the Dao-Seeking Academy, how about that?"
It's a deal.
Wang Baole agreed with a smile, feeling a little excited.
He assumed the other person was a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Academy, hiding their identity to train in the Mist Marsh.
The only difference was that the other party had someone protecting him, while Wang Baole was all alone.
"Wang Baole, I'll give you a surprise then."
After saying this, the Ninth Princess smiled sweetly and turned to leave.
Watching his departing figure, Wang Baole thought to himself: I'll give you a surprise too.
"Princess, what surprise are you going to give that boy?"
Elder Zhao asked with a puzzled look.
The Ninth Princess smiled and said, "Although Wang Baole has extraordinary talent, he has chosen the path of Culinary Dao. As far as I know, the Miscellaneous Dao Institute in the Dao-Seeking Academy has declined."
Even with the emergence of Xiao Chen, it still couldn't change the fact that the Miscellaneous Dao Institute lacked renowned teachers.
I plan to take Wang Baole to the Dharma Cultivation Institute with me then, so that he can receive guidance from renowned masters."
Elder Zhao frowned slightly and said, "Princess, isn't this price too high? Elder Qi of the Dharma Cultivation Institute is a relative of your mother, but this favor is not easy to repay."
The Ninth Princess said confidently, "Don't worry, my uncle and I have always been on good terms. I just need to ask him, and he'll definitely be able to resolve this small matter."
Upon hearing this, Elder Zhao did not say anything more.
After cultivating in the mountains for several more days, Wang Baole glanced at the eight full storage bags at his waist and decided to return to the Dao-Seeking Academy...