Chapter 294: Meng Qingjiao, Enchanted by Xue Jing's Charm (4K)

Chapter 294: Meng Qingjiao, Enchanted by Xue Jing's Charm (4K)



Meng Qingjiao's cool gaze, inherited from her lineage, met Xue Jing's, revealing no emotion. Meng Boshang's lips curled slightly, forming an ambiguous smile as he nodded at Xue Jing, greeting him.

Meng Boshang opened the door wide and stepped aside, gesturing for Xue Jing to enter.

Xue Jing stepped into the training room, glancing at Senior Apprentice Brother as he used his Attribute Table to assess his attributes.

The pentagonal radar chart on the dial kept changing, quickly revealing Meng Boshang's five-dimensional attributes.

Body: 1287

Mind: 1166

Fate: 1517

Holy: 285

Power: ?

'1287 in Body attribute...'

Xue Jing's eyes flickered.

Over a month ago, there had been a significant gap between him and Senior Apprentice Brother in physical attributes, but now he was catching up fast. In terms of numbers, he was only about a quarter behind.

His growth rate was becoming more and more astonishing.

Xue Jing thought to himself that if they were to engage in a pure martial arts battle, the quarter difference in physical attributes wouldn't guarantee a crushing victory. In a martial arts confrontation, he still had a chance.

Senior Apprentice Brother had immersed himself in martial arts for decades, and his skills were undoubtedly superior to Xue Jing's. However, Xue Jing's advantage in True Martial Energy manipulation could make up for this disparity.

Overall, Xue Jing believed that even without relying on his Twin Speed cheat, he was now capable of challenging Senior Apprentice Brother in a martial arts contest.

'Senior Apprentice Brother achieved Internal Perfection at a very early stage, just one step away from leaping over the dragon gate. His current attribute values are already at their limit, making it difficult to improve further.'

'In that case, is 1287 the limit for an ordinary person?'

Xue Jing pondered.

'No... It can't be calculated that way. Everyone's physique is different, and their limits vary. Senior Apprentice Brother has an exceptional physical talent, and his upper limit is higher than that of an average person. I estimate that an ordinary person's limit value wouldn't exceed one thousand.'

'...Although those who can cultivate to the brink of leaping over the dragon gate are definitely not ordinary people.'

As soon as Xue Jing entered the training room, he saw Meng Qingjiao kneeling in the center, wearing a martial arts uniform.

Her sleek short hair framed her charming face and a pair of cool, clear eyes. She should have been a cool and restrained girl.

However, her devilishly curvaceous figure was so alluring that even the loose-fitting martial arts uniform couldn't hide her stunning curves, making her anything but restrained.

Her cool, clear eyes met Xue Jing's, as always, revealing nothing of her emotions.

"Click!"

Hearing the door close behind him, Xue Jing turned to see that Senior Apprentice Brother Meng Boshang had already left the room.

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised.

However, since things had come to this, he turned to Meng Qingjiao and greeted her with a smile, "Senior Sister Meng."

Meng Qingjiao nodded at him and then leaned forward slightly, patting the ground in front of her.

It seemed like she was indicating for Xue Jing to sit down there.

Seeing this, Xue Jing walked up to Meng Qingjiao and sat cross-legged less than twenty centimeters away from her, facing her directly.

At such a close distance, his keen sense of smell constantly caught the faint fragrance from Senior Sister Meng. If he lowered his gaze, the World Cup, with its overwhelming presence, would dominate his field of vision.

However, Xue Jing had exceptional mental control. With preparation, he wouldn't be easily distracted. He maintained his composure, his face calm as he said, "Senior Sister Meng, I'll start teaching you the Yellow Maiden Energy Art... There may be some impolite moments, so please forgive me in advance."

Meng Qingjiao reached out and patted his head gently, her expression softening as she nodded.

Xue Jing paused for a moment before speaking, "The Yellow Maiden Energy Art is a supreme art of the Taoist Sect, classified as Ancient Martial Arts, and it heavily emphasizes mental cultivation. To master it, one needs an extremely high level of Taoist scholarly attainment. Only after reading numerous Taoist scriptures can one comprehend the profound and abstruse aspects that cannot be expressed in simple words."

"In this aspect, I can't offer you much help, Senior Sister. It will depend on your own efforts... However, you are an unparalleled genius in Soft Force, and your precision in Qi Flow and Energy Circulation is unparalleled, beyond the reach of ordinary people. Even if your Taoist scholarly attainment is not yet sufficient, you should still be able to forcefully imitate some of the subtle changes in energy manipulation exhibited by those with high Taoist attainment..."

"Although I can't teach you the most profound parts of this technique using this method, I'll guide you through the basics. From now on, you can study Taoist scriptures on your own to make up for the lack of spiritual cultivation."

As Xue Jing spoke, he placed his hand on Meng Qingjiao's wrist.

The sensation was delicate, her wrist slender and soft, unlike that of a martial artist.

Xue Jing entered his teaching mode, paying no attention to these details. Instead, he channeled his energy, transforming it into Qi, and directed it into Meng Qingjiao's body, allowing it to flow within her.

He possessed the True Martial Energy...

With absolute control over his Qi, Xue Jing meticulously guided the detached Qi to flow through Meng Qingjiao's body, following the intricate paths of the Yellow Maiden Energy Technique as if it were his own.

The Yellow Maiden Energy Technique, being a health-focused practice, inevitably incorporated aspects of Yin and Yang, directing Qi through sensitive areas of the body.

Quchi, Qihai, Zhongji, Yinian...

Meng Qingjiao's face flushed slightly, her heart stirring, but upon seeing Xue Jing's focused and earnest expression as he taught, she suppressed her restlessness and concentrated on sensing the rhythm of the Qi.

As she focused intently, the sensation intensified...

Suddenly, Meng Qingjiao's body trembled, and her toes curled slightly.

"Senior Sister, don't move," Xue Jing reminded her.

...

By the time the lesson concluded, a fine layer of fragrant sweat covered Meng Qingjiao's body.

"Senior Sister, are you alright?" Xue Jing asked with concern.

Due to his innate True Martial affinity, Xue Jing had no difficulty practicing the Yellow Maiden Energy Technique, but for Meng Qingjiao, it might have been a significant burden.

Meng Qingjiao took a deep breath, glanced at Xue Jing, and then leaned forward, resting against his chest.

Xue Jing gently placed his hands on Meng Qingjiao's shoulders, offering support without any further action, waiting for her to recover.

Xue Jing, now a highly accomplished martial artist, had a body that was crystal clear and almost devoid of impurities. Combined with his Level 10 Seduction Technique, he naturally exuded a captivating fragrance.

Although he had used Qi to conceal his scent, ensuring it couldn't be detected beyond a few centimeters, Meng Qingjiao was too close to him. With just a breath, she was enveloped in Xue Jing's aroma.

And then... she felt a rush of excitement and took several more deep breaths.

Xue Jing, who had been waiting for her to regain her strength and stand up, soon realized something was amiss... Why was Senior Sister Meng's breathing becoming more labored?

Could there be a problem with her practice of the Yellow Maiden Energy Technique?

Xue Jing's expression turned serious. He had practiced this technique alone, with himself as the only reference. But he wasn't an ideal reference point.

If Senior Sister Meng had indeed encountered a problem, it would be disastrous.

"Senior Sister, are you alright?" he exclaimed, pushing her shoulders to separate her from his chest and examining her face.

Her complexion was fine, flushed with a healthy redness, but her usually cool gaze had become hazy... as if she was yearning for something.

"Senior Sister?" Xue Jing asked hesitantly.

Meng Qingjiao snapped out of her daze, placed her hand on Xue Jing's arm, straightened herself, and shook her head to indicate she was fine.

She took out her phone from her pocket, covering the lower half of her face, and looked at Xue Jing with a mysterious expression.

As Xue Jing was left puzzled, she tapped on her phone a few times and handed it to him.

On the screen was a notebook page with three words written on it.

[Continue.]



"Can you handle it?" Xue Jing asked with concern.

Meng Qingjiao nodded, assuring him she was fine.

After a while...

"Plop!"

Meng Qingjiao collapsed onto Xue Jing again, breathing heavily.

For some reason, this time, her posture as she fell was slightly different... as if she was clinging to him even tighter.

Her World Cup even touched his.

Xue Jing remained silent, supporting Meng Qingjiao's shoulders, deep in thought.

After a considerable time, Meng Qingjiao showed no signs of getting up. Just as Xue Jing was about to remind her, a loud bang came from the door.

The door was pushed open forcefully, and a beautiful little girl, about four feet tall, entered.

Xue Jing turned to see his long-unseen junior disciple, Zong Shi Chan.

"Master!"

Zong Shi Chan was overjoyed to see Xue Jing, but her joy instantly turned to dismay as she caught sight of Meng Qingjiao leaning against him. The two seemed to be embracing, and her body stiffened.

The little girl's happy expression turned to discontent, and she pouted, "Hey, what's going on? Senior Sister Meng is so sly!"

"I want to hug Master, too!"

She rushed forward and hugged Xue Jing, hanging onto him like a koala.

"Hehe, Master, Chan'er missed you so much."

Zong Shi Chan giggled.

Xue Jing looked at her in confusion, "Who are you?"

The little girl's eyes widened, "Master, how could you forget me?"

"I'm the obedient disciple you promised to spoil for life, Zong Shi Chan!"

Xue Jing replied indifferently, "I never said that."

Zong Shi Chan pouted, "You remember, don't you?"

Upon seeing Zong Shi Chan, Meng Qingjiao stood up and moved away from Xue Jing's chest, her demeanor returning to its usual cool and aloof state.

"Senior Sister, let's end the lesson here for today," Xue Jing said.

Meng Qingjiao nodded in agreement and reached out to straighten his slightly disheveled clothes.

Sch Jing stood up, effortlessly lifting Zong Shi Chan who was hanging on him, and set her down on the ground, "Don't stick to me, it's hot."

Zong Shi Chan pouted and muttered, "But Senior Brother Meng can... Master, you're so unfair."

Sch Jing rubbed her head with a smile, "Your Senior Brother Meng is just exhausted from training and needed to lean on me for a moment."

Zong Shi Chan's eyes lit up, "Master, you haven't taught me martial arts in a long time. Today, you must train me hard!"

Sch Jing stroked his chin, "Hmm."

...

Two hours later, inside Sch Jing's training room.

Zong Shi Chan lay on the ground, drenched in sweat, her buttocks raised, unable to move even a finger. She panted heavily, looking at Sch Jing who was standing two meters away, disbelief written all over her face.

"Master... why are you so far away from me?"

"Shouldn't you come over and hug me now?"

Sch Jing was looking at the panel showing his 【Teaching】 skill leveling up to Lv7 when he heard her and turned to look at Zong Shi Chan, who was lying on the floor. He tilted his head, "Hmm? No, you're all sweaty."

Zong Shi Chan was annoyed, "How can a beautiful girl's sweat be called sweat! You didn't mind Senior Brother Meng's!"

Sch Jing's eyes smiled, "Calling herself a beautiful girl... hmph."

Zong Shi Chan immediately became angry, "I'm called Princess at school! Calling myself a beautiful girl is just being humble!"

She muttered with a hint of disappointment, "Master, I've been working so hard... Can't you reward me a little?"

Sch Jing smiled but didn't continue teasing the little girl. Instead, he walked over, crouched down, and gently rubbed her head, "I know, you've worked hard."

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl, who had seemed unable to move, sprang up and hugged Sch Jing, burying her head in his chest with a giggle, "You fell for it, Master! This is my way of being coquettish!"

Sch Jing wasn't surprised at all, he just continued to rub her head, "Yes, you're so smart, I fell for it."

Zong Shi Chan was overjoyed, hugging Sch Jing, feeling as if her soul was being purified.

She loved her Master the most.

...

Sch Jing spent half a day at the Dragon Concealment Dojo, and by the time he returned home, the sky was already draped in darkness.

In the living room, Xue Wan was lying on the sofa, holding a cat in her arms, watching a comedy show on TV, occasionally laughing out loud while vigorously rubbing the cat.

When she saw Sch Jing return, Xue Wan sat up and patted the seat next to her, "Ajing, come here, come here."

Sch Jing walked over and sat down next to Xue Wan, reaching out to take the cat from her arms.

"What's up?" he asked.

Xue Wan pouted, "Did you forget something?"

She held the hem of her dress and began to lift her top, exposing her slender, sexy waist and a delicate belly button adorned with a ruby-like navel piercing.

"Hurry up and suck it for me."

Xue Wan urged.

Sch Jing's mouth twitched, "You're doing this on purpose, can't you say it differently?"

He reached out and gently touched Xue Wan's 'Sacred Mark'.

【Divinity Substance detected, absorbing Divinity...】

Xue Wan sighed comfortably, as if she had just stepped into a hot spring on a cold winter day.

"In just one month, my mutation rate is almost breaking through 30%. If you don't take care of it soon, I'll get the mutation disease, big sister."

Sch Jing frowned, "You're too relaxed. Just because there's a solution doesn't mean you should be complacent. If this goes on, your mutation rate will keep increasing. What if I'm not around for a few months or a year and can't help you?"

Xue Wan waved her hand, "I know, I know."

It didn't take long for the panel to display a prompt.

【Divinity Absorption Complete】

Sch Jing looked at the Divinity bar.

【Divinity Held: 1365】

This time, he had absorbed over 800 points of divinity from Xue Wan, the highest record so far, even more than the first time.

Although the gain was significant, Sch Jing didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he opened his palm and grabbed Xue Wan's head, giving it a firm squeeze.

"Ouch, it hurts!"

Xue Wan cried out in pain.

"Remember, when I'm not around, you need to stay alert and curb the mutation. Don't have a nonchalant attitude."

Sch Jing said calmly.

"I know, I know! It hurts, let go, Master Sch!"

Xue Wan quickly patted Sch Jing's iron-like arm, making a slapping sound.

...

(End of Chapter)

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