Chapter 1 Part 2

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Chapter 1: An Lan Is Sweet (2)

Bai Lian had always been happy that she could finally help Shifu.

But was there really anything to be happy about?

After all, she was the one who caused Shifu to bleed. Even if she made up for it later, the fact remained—Shifu had been hurt.

Alas.

I can’t change the past.

I can only keep working hard.

The pain was already there, but what she could do now was ensure that Shifu felt happier in the future.

With this resolve, Bai Lian stepped into An Lan’s cave.

She paused after just two steps. The cave felt much more humid than it had during her last visit.

She sniffed the air.

It was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Fragrance?

The familiar scent made her feel strangely at home.

Wait— isn’t this the fragrance of my own body?

Bai Lian walked over to the wooden bed and sat down. Resting her hands on her cheeks, she silently observed the sleeping An Lan.

Her Shifu’s black hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her skin was as white as snow. Even in deep slumber, An Lan retained a heroic elegance.

Shifu is so adorable!

Bai Lian couldn’t resist reaching out to tap the tip of An Lan’s nose.

(Squinting eyes)

But as she withdrew her hand, she noticed beads of sweat forming on An Lan’s forehead.

Bai Lian stood abruptly. “Let me help Shifu take a bath first!”

Since Shifu was unable to move, it was her duty as the eldest disciple to take care of such tasks.

Just then, a system task appeared:

[Task 1:] Follow your original intention. Prepare a towel and hot water to scrub An Lan’s body. (Reward: Tea Ceremony +5)

[Task 2:] Use magic to wash An Lan’s body. (Reward: Flower Arrangement +1)

“This…”

The reward of Tea Ceremony +5 didn’t seem particularly bad. At least there was no danger to her life.

But if someone suddenly walked in halfway through the washing…

Bai Lian felt she might die of embarrassment.

She hesitated, glancing at An Lan, whose sweating was steadily increasing.

Unbeknownst to Bai Lian, An Lan was aware of her movements. She noticed Bai Lian’s hand hovering near her belt.

Hey, hey!

You— you’re not planning to do something improper to your Shifu while she’s asleep, are you?

An Lan’s body tensed, and her feet curled nervously under the quilt.

She mulled over a very serious question:

If Bai Lian actually tries to remove my robe, should I jump up and smack her, or should I continue pretending to be unconscious?

After much deliberation, she concluded that feigning ignorance wouldn’t damage her dignity—after all, she was “asleep.”

But if Bai Lian did cross that line…

An Lan couldn’t deny the strange, indescribable feelings welling up inside her. She firmly believed that mutual respect was the foundation of a long-lasting relationship between master and disciple.

Finally, Bai Lian made her decision: she chose Task 2.

She was not the “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” from the game.

In her heart, she preferred the quiet, gentle warmth of simply being together.

Bai Lian raised her right hand slightly, allowing warm air to flow from her palm and envelop An Lan’s body in an instant.

It was the Clean the Dust spell!

An Lan’s body immediately relaxed.

Bai Lian is truly Bai Lian, An Lan thought.

Ever since the former sect leader passed away, there had been no one else in the world who supported her as unconditionally as Bai Lian.

After helping An Lan clean her body, Bai Lian leaned back slightly.

Since Shifu was still asleep, it made sense for her to stay nearby. She took out the unfinished clothes she had been working on. With only nine days left until An Lan’s birthday, she needed to hurry.

But as Bai Lian focused on her task, she noticed a bead of sweat rolling down An Lan’s nose.

For cultivators, sweating was unusual. It must have been because Shifu’s health had declined significantly during her current period of weakness.

Gently, Bai Lian used her forefinger to wipe the sweat off An Lan’s nose.

Initially, she intended to flick the droplet away. But as the lingering fragrance in the air wafted past her, she paused.

Curiously, Bai Lian lifted her index finger closer to her face.

At this shorter distance, the fragrance overwhelmed her senses, pressing into her nose. Her head felt light and slightly dizzy.

Without realizing it, she opened her mouth.

Is this… the scent of Shifu?!

“!?”

“!!!”

Meanwhile, An Lan, lying motionless on the bed, was utterly frozen in place.

She dared not move a single muscle.

My— my eldest disciple… is she a pervert?!