Chapter 11

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Chapter 11: I Only Didn’t Want You to Worry

An Lan buried her head in her covers until she was startled by Bai Lian’s hand on her shoulder, realizing that there was someone nearby.

"Let go of me."

She attempted to free herself from Bai Lian’s grasp.

However, unlike before, her voice lacked any power and her hand barely rose half a foot before limply falling back down.

Bai Lian furrowed her brows together to form the shape of a zigzag.

Was it only during the times of frailty that her master appeared so weak?

The issue is that she had already found the Immortal Spirit Stone to help her master recover from the declining period.

"Don’t move, let me take a look!"

Bai Lian sat down beside the stone bed, poised to pull her master.

"I’m fine."

An Lan, facing the stone wall, remained stubborn.

She tightly grasped a corner of the blanket with her right hand, looking very uncomfortable.

When Bai Lian approached, she gritted her teeth and shifted slightly towards the bed, but she couldn’t move far.

Bai Lian’s outstretched hand stopped in mid-air.

She slightly parted her lips.

In the end, she lowered her head and whispered, "Does the master hate me?"

There seemed to be a sour smell in the air.

An Lan’s body shook twice, "Don’t overthink, I just got sick from eating something bad, I just need to rest."

Bai Lian’s mouth curled slightly.

What a deception!

Are you telling me that with your cultivation base, you ate something that made you sick?

If it’s really because of eating indiscriminately, it will definitely take more than one or two days to recover.

Since the master refused to turn around, Bai Lian simply took off her shoes and climbed onto the master’s bed.

"Don’t come closer."

An Lan noticed the sound behind, which made her sudden panic.

But now, she was unable to move and couldn’t stop Bai Lian’s attack at all.

She could only silently endure it all.

Letting Bai Lian’s hand pass under her restraint, Bai Lian turned her over like a child.

"Traitor, do you even know what you’re doing?"

An Lan twisted her head inside desperately, seemingly not wanting Bai Lian to see her embarrassed look.

At this moment, she was sitting on Bai Lian’s lap in a very embarrassing posture.

"Of course."

Bai Lian’s response was simple and straightforward.

She had no bad intentions in her heart at the moment. Although what she did was a bit out of line, she had done more outrageous things, so there was no need to fuss about it.

After reaching out to push aside the hair at An Lan’s temples and touching her stomach, Bai Lian’s complexion suddenly changed.

"Master, you said you’re okay?"

Her palms were full of crystal-clear, fragrant sweat.

The Immortal Heavenly Lord was sweating all over due to the intense pain, as if she had been fished out of water.

An Lan struggled hard a few times but failed to break free, causing the loose clothes to slip off her shoulders, revealing her beautiful slender shoulders and delicate collarbone.

Suddenly, a touch of rosy clouds began to spread.

"I’ve…I’ve already said it’s nothing," she breathed lightly, "it’s just an upset stomach. If you don’t let me go, I’ll get angry."

"I won’t let go!"

Today’s Bai Lian seemed incredibly tough, perhaps because she realized that her master had no power to resist.

An Lan groaned in pain, "Let go, you’re hurting me."

It wasn’t just her wrist, her buttocks were also sore from the rough surface.

She had slept on this stone bed for many years and never thought there was anything wrong with it, but today she felt extremely uncomfortable all over her body.

Bai Lian immediately let go of her hand, and An Lan tried to escape, but was quickly held by Bai Lian’s quick hands.

"Let go of me, quickly!"

While struggling, An Lan "pushed hard" on Bai Lian’s arm.

"Stop it!"

Bai Lian, who could not bear it any longer, finally shouted out.

An angry flush appeared on her face, and after shouting, she gasped for breath.

An Lan was petrified.

For a moment, the cave fell into silence, with only the candle flames on the wall still flickering.

The sweat dripping from An Lan soaked through Bai Lian’s socks.

After a while, Bai Lian, whose face had returned to calm, turned her master around to face her.

An Lan still seemed to be sulking. Although she had turned her body around, she still tilted her head and refused to make eye contact with Bai Lian.

Are you throwing a tantrum?

Dealing with "troublemaking kids" in a critical moment requires harsh measures!

Bai Lian pressed her hands and straightened An Lan’s head directly.

Her palm pressed down, and the slap-sized face now looked chubby. The red imprint on her forehead was like a beautiful and dripping flower, while her eyes expressed dissatisfaction and unwillingness.

She had been harassed by her own disciple, played with by her own disciple at will.

"Don’t touch me."

An Lan spoke incoherently.

Bai Lian slowly moved her right hand away, and then gently stroked the smooth cheek that was close at hand with her finger.

"Is it because of this that you didn’t want me to see it?"

Bai Lian asked softly. The eerie black pattern was held down by her fingers.

She recognized it.

At the time, when Si Yunshang was attacked by the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell, she had similar markings on her body.

An Lan said, "It’s none of your business!"

Bai Lian said, "Let me check for you."

An Lan immediately refused, "You rebel, what you have done has gone too far. If you dare to commit an act of oppressing your master, sooner or later you will be punished by the heavens!"

Bai Lian said, "Then let me call Master Yan Yue to help you check. This wouldn’t violate any rules, would it?"

"No!"

The negation came out inadvertently.

Bai Lian forced a smile, feeling no real desire to smile.

"It looks like it has to be me then."

She skillfully laid An Lan flat on the bed.

Before An Lan could react, he lifted up her dress, exposing her toned belly.

"You…"

An Lan gasped for breath as the pain hit her, but her little feet pushed forward with all their might.

"No wonder you locked yourself up as soon as you returned to the mountain, Master."

Bai Lian traced cold circles around An Lan’s belly button with her icy finger.

The dazzling mark was identical to the one on Si Yunshang’s body.

Chilled and uneasy, An Lan squirmed, but she couldn’t escape Bai Lian’s grasp and felt more and more frustrated.

This disciple, I’ve really taken in the wrong one!

In the old days, she would have jumped up to throw Bai Lian out of the cave, just like she threw her lance away.

Now, all she could do was weakly say, "Don’t touch me."

Bai Lian didn’t listen, her hand sliding to the left where there was a half-inch-wide circular wound that was slow to heal under the erosion of black spirit Qi.

"Is it because of this that it hurts?"

Bai Lian used Thousands of Flowers, but her usual healing method that was always effective couldn’t work this time. Her spirit Qi dissipated as soon as it touched the wound, leaving no trace.

This created a big problem.

Bai Lian furrowed her brows slightly.

The quality of the Medicinal Pills she had in her hand was very low and could not have any effect.

"Have you finished checking it?"

Suddenly, a slightly cold voice intruded into Bai Lian’s ears.

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, I have."

Despite his words, she still moved her hand away.

An Lan glanced at Bai Lian and said, "You’ve looked and touched enough. It’s time to leave."

Bai Lian shook her head in refusal.

There was no way she could leave at this moment.

"Has Master fought against the Demon of the Outer Realm?"

An Lan remained silent, and Bai Lian took it as an affirmation.

"Why?"

An Lan avoided the topic and answered, "The strength of the Demons of the Outer Realm surpasses your imagination. Even if you do your best, you cannot defeat them. Refrain from provoking them."

Bai Lian nodded and responded, "I know."

The group, who survived the Great War and occasionally emerged to assert their existence, could not be underestimated.

However, the current issue was that because she possessed the Past Stele and the Present Stele, she would be targeted eventually even if she didn’thing.

However, now is not the appropriate time to discuss this matter.

Bai Lian said, "Master, since this is an injury caused by the Demon of the Outer Realm, I will go and fetch Younger Martial Brother Chen now."

"There is no need for you to exert yourself," An Lan stopped Bai Lian, "this is unrelated. As I have already told you, I only need to rest for a few days to fully recover."

"Is that so?"

Bai Lian stared intently at An Lan.

An Lan turned slightly, whether out of guilt or due to the exposure of her belly and shoulders, it was unknown.

"Really…"

Bai Lian interrupted her, "I don’t believe you."

An Lan showed a fierce expression in her eyes, and her teeth reflected a cold light, "There is nothing left for us to say to each other!"

Bai Lian lowered her head and both of them remained silent.

After a few seconds, Bai Lian inquired, "Master, is there anything I can assist you with?"

An Lan replied snappishly, "No, there isn’t!"

Due to her exertion in speaking, she winced in pain again.

Bai Lian contemplated briefly, then stooped down and picked up An Lan, allowing her to rest against her chest and sit in her embrace.

"What are you doing?"

An Lan screamed.

Bai Lian replied, "This way, won’t Master feel less pain?"

"How is that possible?! Who do you think you are?"

"At the very least, Master won’t focus solely on the pain anymore, right?"

"…"

"It seems that it’s really effective now."

An Lan’s hair was practically standing on end, but in the end she decided not to retaliate against Bai Lian’s misconduct.

"This seating position is uncomfortable."

"Any (issues)?"

An Lan whispered, "My lower back."

"?"

Suddenly Bai Lian realized what was going on.

She squeezed forward a bit as if playing a game of pinball.

This greatly provoked An Lan, "If you take one more move forward, I will make you regret it!"

Bai Lian stopped and said, "If Master is finding this position uncomfortable, then let’s try a different posture."

"What pose?"

"Face-to-face."

"…"

An Lan was frightened.

"No, let’s do it this way."

"Okay."

Bai Lian was unsure if what she was doing was really effective, but at least her master was not convulsing in pain anymore.

The candlelight flickered quietly as the two sat huddled together, listening to the rustle of the wind through the bamboo grove outside the cave.

At some point, a sound broke the silence.

"Don’t move!" An Lan admonished.

"I didn’t move, it was you, master, who was moving."

"Stop telling lies with your eyes open. Do you think I can’t punish you because I’m injured?"

"It’s nothing."

"Then why did you dare to move?"

"I really didn’t move."

"If you didn’t move and I didn’t move, then who did?"

Bai Lian, who couldn’t argue back, had to shut up and pretend to be dead.

But An Lan wasn’t planning on letting her go so easily, and would criticize her every once in a while.

"Where are your hands?"

"On the bed."

"Nonsense!"

"Your legs are touching me!"

"That’s nonsense."

"Sly villain!"

"Don’t blow on my neck."

"My head is almost turned ninety degrees."

"Are you taking advantage of me not being able to look back?"

It was only until nightfall that An Lan, who had been tossing and turning all day, finally fell asleep.

She snuggled tightly against Bai Lian, holding onto her left arm with both hands, her face serene.

Bai Lian reached out and gently touched the cold and icy surface, just like her own hand.

At this moment, a gentle spring breeze blew in from outside the cave.

The curtains hanging inside the cave swayed, as did her hair.

Bai Lian knew that it was actually her heart that was moving!

The spring breeze stirs the spring heart, exactly at this time.

…

For several consecutive days, Bai Lian lived a simple life of going back and forth between her room and An Lan’s cave.

She turned a deaf ear to the outside world, and only cared about An Lan, who was covered in scars.

As An Lan said, by the third day, the wound on her stomach had completely disappeared, leaving only a small black dot.

"What are you doing?"

An Lan glared daggers at Bai Lian as Bai Lian poked her belly.

Bai Lian calmly got up and tucked her master in.

"I just wanted to check on my master’s wounds, but it seems like they still need some time to heal. I will come back tomorrow."

"There’s no need for that," An Lan retorted. "I am no longer in pain. Just focus on your own business."

Bai Lian was surprised, "Is my master able to baherself now?"

An Lan’s face darkened, "It’s not a big deal if I don’t bathe for a day."

Bai Lian added, "With sweat sticking to your body, it must feel uncomfortable after the wind dries it out."

"…"

"It would definitely be more uncomfortable if your clothes stuck to your body at that time."

"…"

"Furthermore…"

"Enough, enough, tomorrow will be the last day," An Lan impatiently waved her hand.

She was furious now, if she had known, she would have prepared a magical array for automatic dust removal in advance.

Although Bai Lian had not been reckless enough to stuff An Lan into a bucket and scrub her with a cloth, such incidents inevitably made her feel embarrassed.

"If only there was a maid here."

An Lan began to miss the days when she was the Immortal Heavenly Lord.

Bai Lian interrupted, "Master, I’m your personal maidservant."

"Get out of here!"

An Lan cursed.

Bai Lian, who was accustomed to such conversations, was in extremely good spirits.

After saying goodbye, she finally had time to pay attention to her surroundings.

Her and the Second Martial Sister’s actions in Yingzhou were known throughout the world, but due to the lack of witnesses, the impact of this event was far less than that of the Battle of Da Mang Mountain.

The Second Martial Sister didn’t obtain the title of Holy Spirit Goddess as she did in the game, but this matter was irrelevant.

How could an empty name compare to the Heavenly Lord’s inheritance?

The Qiongming Peak has unexpectedly been harmonious these few days.

The Second Martial Sister and the Third Martial Sister, who originally had a poor relationship, get along well and occasionally discuss alchemy, tea brewing, chess, and swordsmanship.

However, both of them have their own tricks.

The Third Martial Sister didn’t mention the breakthrough of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, and the Second Martial Sister didn’t mention her own efforts to refine the sword body.

"As long as they don’t end up in a bloody mess, it’s fine."

Bai Lian was still very gratified.

After this trip to Yingzhou, the Second Martial Sister has undergone tremendous changes compared to before.

Her face always radiates a subtle smile, and she is intimate with the Third Martial Sister, the Fourth Martial Sister, the Fifth Martial Sister, and the jade rabbit. She also showed great courtesy to the outsiders Tong Yao and Qing Luan.

Tong Yao’s mood was pretty good, while Qing Luan was confused.

"What is going on?"

Xiao Jinse had a good relationship with everyone, but wouldn’t her plan to connect with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian through Xiao Jinse be completely failed?

Indeed, she could only continue to use the bottle of Jade Tiger Silk Well!

The problem is that Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian has been staying in Master An Lan’s cave for the past few days. She cannot rush in and say that the three of us will use it together, can she?

It sounds exciting, but she feels she will surely be killed by Master An Lan.

"How boring."

Qing Luan began to miss the fan in Bai Lian’s room.

Recently, her life has not been fulfilling at all.

…

While enjoying the harmonious daily life on the Qiongming Peak, Bai Lian also didn’t forget about the more important matters.

Although she couldn’t go to the Yaochi Holy Mountain temporarily, reminding them was still doable.

She conveyed the information she had learned from Ju Buyi to the former Saintess of Yaochi Holy Mountain, Ying Shi.

Ying Shi immediately expressed that she would pass it on to the Saint Lord.

While expressing gratitude, she also showed appreciation to Bai Lian.

"I read your ‘Green Emperor’s Legend’ recently."

"What are your thoughts on it?"

"I feel even smaller and unable to take on great responsibilities."

Excuse me?

Isn’t this completely counterproductive?

"However, this also allowed me to calm down. Even if I cannot become a second Green Emperor, just being good enough as myself is sufficient. Compared to the Green Emperor, I am much luckier."

That’s right.

Bai Lian looked up at the starry sky.

Xia Qingqing was protecting not an ordinary "lower realm" space, but the ancient Land of Immortals.

Only by understanding these things did she know why Ruomu, ranked second on the Hundred Plant Record, would grow here.

Everything is governed by karma.

After ending the conversation with Ying Shi, Bai Lian went back to taking care of her master.

Since it was the last day, it was only natural to provide the most attentive service!

"Let’s start with washing the feet first!"

"I warn you, don’t harbor any ill intentions!" An Lan glared fiercely at Bai Lian.

She recalled the Lantern Festival that year.

But, to be honest, it wasn’t Bai Lian’s fault. She had carelessly extended her foot.

But, expecting the Immortal Heavenly Lord to reason with you is unrealistic, isn’t it?

"How could I possibly have any ill intentions."

Bai Lian immediately defended herself, stating that she was not the kind of person to take advantage of others in a vulnerable position.

She cautiously removed her master’s shoes and socks, then gently rubbed the wondrous and exquisite feet in the wooden basin.

She had never been so meticulous, even when tending to her own feet.

The steaming heat wafted between the two of them.

No one spoke.

After a while, An Lan spoke up, "Enough, please stop rubbing, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Bai Lian raised her head.

"Yes."

She released her hands.

An Lan stood up shakily, took a step forward to look for her shoes.

But at that moment, an unexpected incident occurred.

An Lan’s foot gave way and she fell to the ground with a thud.

The wooden basin was overturned and water splashed all over Bai Lian’s face.

"…"

Bai Lian paused for a moment, soon her attention focused on her master.

"Master?"

An Lan didn’t move.

She hurriedly lifted her master up, but saw the black patterns disappear from her face and reappear.

She felt a sinking feeling in her heart, and lifted her master’s skirt.

The curse on An Lan’s stomach and the circular wound reappeared.

"What’s going on?" Bai Lian held her master’s hand tightly.

An Lan forced a smile, "I just didn’t want you to worry, so… I shouldn’t have let you touch me."

When a person is extremely relaxed, they will make all kinds of mistakes.

Just like now, all her disguises were in vain.