Chapter 33 Part 3
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Chapter 33 Part 3: Traitor, You Better Get Up Right Now! (3)
If she were to perform “that” with her master, wouldn’t she instantly become a Human Immortal?
But Bai Lian could only dare to imagine such things.
She couldn’t force her master into this kind of situation.
After turning off the system, Bai Lian still felt somewhat dazed.
Could the Yin-Yang Fusion Technique, which isn’t particularly advanced among dual cultivation methods, really possess such powerful effects?
She couldn’t ponder for too long.
Because she suddenly felt pressure at two points.
Bang!
The water rippled, causing the lotus petals floating on the surface to sway in unison.
Bai Lian felt somewhat bewildered.
What was happening here?
Did the fourth Martial Sister still have energy left?
She struggled to open her eyes, taking quite some time to regain control of her body.
A beam of light fell upon Bai Lian’s eyes.
It was dim candlelight.
She turned around and saw a familiar figure sitting by the bed, facing away from her. That person’s hands were placed before her, making rustling sounds, though Bai Lian couldn’t discern what she was doing.
“Master?”
Bai Lian called out softly.
“Ah, I’m here!”
An Lan turned abruptly, a fleeting blush on her face.
That was close!
Fortunately, she had reacted quickly enough to help Bai Lian dress, then don her own coat again—the close-fitting clothing had to remain hidden, or she would need to erase Bai Lian’s memories once more.
“…”
“…”
The cave fell silent, with only two pairs of eyes meeting each other’s gaze.
An Lan gradually grew irritated.
Why are you staring? Haven’t you seen your master before?
Never mind that.
Now that you’re awake, I have something to ask you.
“Why do I detect someone else’s scent on your body?” An Lan pointed at Bai Lian.
Bai Lian suddenly grew flustered.
Really? Had master already discovered what she and the fourth Martial Sister had done?
As she contemplated whether to confess, the system appeared promptly.
[Task 1: Declare loudly, “I did that only to make the fourth Martial Sister stronger!” (Reward: Focus +17)]
[Task 2: Describe what happened to yourself after visiting the Original Dragon’s Nest (Reward: Soft Skill +2)]
Task 1’s reward of 17 Focus points was exactly what she needed most right now.
Appealing as it seemed, Bai Lian dared not choose it.
She could only follow Task 2’s instructions and slowly narrate the recent events.
She naturally omitted the misdeeds committed with the Fourth Martial Sister in the cabin, fearing severe punishment from her master.
“Yue Wuyang?”
“Yes,” Bai Lian nodded repeatedly, “There’s nothing between us.”
Truly!
“She infused half of her life force into your body.”
“That’s correct.”
An Lan pursed her lips. No wonder the scent was unfamiliar yet somewhat recognizable—she had met Yue Wuyang before.
She had thought there was another person involved. Her assumption was wrong.
Regardless, this Yue Wuyang wasn’t trustworthy. She needed to remain vigilant to prevent Bai Lian from being deceived.
An Lan changed the subject, “I recall you telling me before leaving that you would certainly be fine. If I hadn’t arrived in time, heh.”
“…”
Bai Lian’s expression revealed her discomfort.
If she hadn’t “tempered the sword” with the Fourth Martial Sister, she wouldn’t have depleted so much energy, and things wouldn’t have developed this way.
Unable to explain this matter, she could only lower her head in feigned helplessness.
I was wrong, Master. I won’t dare do it again.
An Lan had no intention of letting Bai Lian off easily this time.
“Rebellious fool, admitting your mistake isn’t enough!”
The Thousands of Flowers imprinting method had failed twice already; she needed to employ stronger measures now.
Just…
“If you surrender your Soul Imprint to me, then I’ll believe you truly recognize your mistake.”
After speaking, An Lan regretted her words.
A Soul Imprint wasn’t something to be given away lightly.
Forcing someone to surrender their Soul Imprint could inflict severe damage upon its owner.
Even between master and disciple, her request was somewhat unreasonable.
Better to quickly change the subject.
“I was only joking earlier…”
“No problem.”
Bai Lian suddenly spoke up.
“What?”
An Lan stood motionless, “What did you say?”
“Master, please take it.”
Bai Lian knelt on the bed, her hands hanging loosely, appearing completely defenseless.
An Lan remained still for a moment.
She hadn’t misheard—it was just that this level of trust and openness made her heart constrict somewhat.
She shook her head.
“I don’t…”
Bai Lian said earnestly, “I trust my master, and besides, it won’t affect my strength.”
“…”
Bai Lian continued, “I could do it myself, but my technique is somewhat crude and might cause problems.”
After gazing at Bai Lian for a long while, An Lan nodded silently.
“Then… I’ll begin.”
“Mm.”
Bai Lian sat still as her master’s Divine Sense probed into the depths of her sea of consciousness.
Initially, she had worried that her soul couldn’t be divided, since it couldn’t even ignite, but her master still succeeded.
Rather…
Suddenly, Bai Lian’s body tensed.
The pain of separation caused her to involuntarily emit strange sounds.
An Lan’s hand trembled.
“You, please stop making those sounds.”
“I’m trying…”
Bai Lian lowered her head slightly.
But An Lan wasn’t faring well either.
In truth, with her current abilities, Bai Lian could easily control herself. She simply chose not to in front of her master, finding joy in watching her master’s troubled expression.
After her Soul Imprint was extracted, her body went limp, deliberately falling toward An Lan.
At that moment, An Lan was thinking that with this Soul Imprint, even if Bai Lian encountered danger outside, she could recreate her.
Caught off guard, she was knocked directly onto the bed by Bai Lian.
This was nearly complete domination.
Feeling tingles spreading throughout her body, An Lan immediately grew anxious.
“What… are you doing? You traitor…”
However, her voice lacked any trace of authority.
The room filled with fragrance.
Bai Lian spoke in a delicate voice, “Master, I have no strength left now.”
“Get up.”
“I can’t.”
“Get up right now!”
“No strength.”
Bai Lian remained still and unyielding, even when faced with physical resistance.
An Lan pushed with all her might but found herself unable to summon any strength.
Scoundrel, scoundrel!
Why did you have to collapse here?
This is too strange—quickly recover your strength, traitor.
After a while, Bai Lian suddenly leaned toward An Lan’s ear.
An Lan instinctively perked up her ears.
“Master.”
“What else?”
“I felt it.”
“?”
“Your chest is protruding.”
“!!!”
Ah.
Click!
Suddenly, an extraordinarily terrifying force erupted from within An Lan’s body.
She lifted Bai Lian and turned her back toward her, no longer daring to expose her front.
It was over.
The image of her in Bai Lian’s mind had completely crumbled!
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