Before the window, the bright moonlight spills in.
Like a thin veil draped over Wang Zixue's smooth jade shoulders, adding a charming allure.
The girl's face was full of beauty, her hands were caressing her tender body, her eyes were staring at him, and she said delicately: "Young master, you have been running all the way, and you are covered in dust. Come here and let me take care of you and give you a bath, okay?"
Yan Yuchen stood frozen on the spot for a while, then slowly turned around and looked at her.
Wang Zixue's eyes brightened slightly, and she stood up from the barrel, revealing half of her fair and plump body. She looked at him with a half-smile, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a hint of pride.
"Young Master, come here."
She, with a mix of shyness and joy, extends her arms like lotus roots, inviting him sweetly.
Yan Yuchen gazes at her intensely for a moment, takes a few steps forward, and says, "Beauty invites, and I cannot refuse. However, before the mandarin bath, I feel it's necessary to tell the truth again. In the Demon Subduing Sect, I'm just a lowly handyman, with no status. Even if we get close, I can't help you. After tonight, I hope you won't regret it."
He approaches the wooden tub, staring at her with a half-smile.
Wang Zixue's pride at the corner of her mouth froze slightly, but she smiled as beautiful as a flower again and said,"At this point, young master, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"
she stretched out her wet jade fingers, touched his chest. And slowly rubbing it, she said with a charming smile, "It's okay, as long as the young master treat me well tonight, I'll be satisfied."
"Oh?"
Yan Yuchen narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded, and said: "Okay, then I won't have to worry. Well, don't worry too, I will definitely take good care of you tonight, as long as you can bear the pain."
After saying that he starts to undo his belt.
"Snap!"
Halfway through, a black wooden plaque suddenly falls to the ground.
Yan Yuchen bends down, picks it up, and chuckles, "It's my handyman badge from the Demon Subduing Sect. Without it, they wouldn't even let me sweep the trash."
As he speaks, the plaque is snatched away by Wang Zixue.
"Badge? This... this is really the handyman's badge..."
After she saw the font on it clearly, the coquettish look on her face and the charming look in her eyes disappeared in an instant.
Her body was trembling slightly, with a look of disbelief on her face.
Yan Yuchen smirks, takes the badge back, and says, "See, I wouldn't lie to you. I've always been honest; never told a lie. I was even a model student in my childhood. But don't worry, although I'm just a handyman, I'm among the best. Quite prestigious, you know."
*Cough, cough.*
Then he coughed twice, continuing to unfasten the belt around his waist, chuckling, "Zixue, you're truly beautiful. Luckily, I saved you back then; otherwise, where would I have the chance to have a mandarin bath with you, right?"
Wang Zixue's face turned red as she quietly sank into the tub. She opened her mouth awkwardly, "Master Yan, I... actually, I..."
Yan Yuchen unbuckled his belt and began to take off his pants. He looked up at her and said, "What's wrong with you? Haha, don't be afraid. I know this is your first time, I will love you well, hurt you well..."
Seeing that he was about take off his pants, Wang Zixue, with a face that seemed about to cry, stammered, "Master Yan... please don't..."
Yan Yuchen ignored her and continued to take off his pants.
Just as he was about to take off his pants, a man's cold voice suddenly came from the air outside: "That little handyman, get out here!"
Then Zhou Zhiqi's voice followed, "Yan Yuchen, you should be here. Come out quickly; we have important matters to report to the sect master, and we need to return to the sect tonight."
The impatient man added, "Junior Sister Zhou, it's just a lowly handyman. Why bother coming here yourself? After we return, we can send someone casually. You're demeaning your status."
Zhou Zhiqi retorted, "My affairs don't concern you. I didn't force you to come. Just go back to the sect on your own."
The man snorted and fell silent.
Their conversation in the airspace above the Wang residence was clearly audible throughout the entire estate.
"Senior Sister Zhou came so quickly; she must have followed the aura from my badge."
Yan Yuchen hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out.
Only now did Wang Zixue and her parents truly understand. Yan Yuchen hadn't lied; it wasn't a joke. He really was just a handyman in the Demon Subduing Sect.
Father Wang's face turned grim, hastily rushing towards the courtyard.
On the way, he encountered several patrolling guards, and without a word, he gave each of them a resounding slap, scolding angrily, "Who allowed you to leave Miss's courtyard? If that handyman takes advantage of Miss, none of you will survive!"
Without waiting for the guards to explain, he hurried away.
As Yan Yuchen emerged from the room, Zhou Zhiqi, suspended in mid-air, saw him and immediately descended on the Wuyan Cloud, saying, "Hurry up, we're going back tonight. Something has happened outside, and we need to report to the sect urgently."
"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhou."
Yan Yuchen had just heard their conversation, and at this moment, Zhou Zhiqi still cared about him, warming his heart.
After all, the vast difference in their status made it quite a spectacle for a direct disciple to personally come and pick up a humble handyman. To outsiders, it seemed like a significant honor.
Yan Yuchen stepped onto the Wuyan Cloud, glancing at the black-robed youth suspended in mid-air, choosing not to speak.
Zhou Zhiqi whispered, "That's an inner sect disciple, Ling Yun. His cultivation is a realm higher than mine. Just don't provoke him."
About to soar into the sky, Wang Zixue suddenly rushed out from her room, wearing gauze clothes. With a "plop," she knelt in front of Zhou Zhiqi, her face filled with excitement. "Is this Senior Sister Zhou? I'm Wang Zixue, a friend of Master Yan. I've admired immortal cultivators like you, who can fly through the sky, since I was a child. Senior Sister, can you take me to the Demon Subduing Sect? Even if I start as a handyman, I would be endlessly grateful."
Seeing her like this, Yan Yuchen turned his head away, sighing inwardly.
Some people are best remembered from a distance.
The closer you get, the clearer you see.
However, not everything becomes better with clarity.
Zhou Zhiqi glanced at her body wrapped in gauze clothes and the water stains on her hair. She snorted coldly and looked at Yan Yuchen, saying, "No wonder you're here. It turns out you have a beauty accompanying you. Did I disturb you by coming here to call you tonight?"
Yan Yuchen forced a bitter smile, saying, "Of course not."
If it weren't for the powerful golden core hidden within him, he might have fallen into the family's trap tonight.
He saved them, but they invited him for dinner and tried to drug him. This seemed like repaying kindness with enmity.
Of course, this kind of repayment did have its alluring aspects, making it difficult to refuse.
"Please, Senior Sister, grant me this request! Zixue is willing to serve as your maid, to be at your disposal!"
Wang Zixue knelt on the ground, tearful and pleading. Witnessing an immortal flying in the sky was an experience she didn't want to miss.
Zhou Zhiqi remained indifferent, saying, "I don't need a maid, and as for serving at my disposal, that won't be your role. Someone else has long been serving me."
As she spoke, she glanced slyly at Yan Yuchen.
"Alright, we should leave."
Zhou Zhiqi waved her sleeve, about to activate the cloud beneath her feet.
Wang Zixue, with tears streaming down her face, pleaded once again. She also looked at Yan Yuchen with a pitiful and desolate expression, full of begging.
Yan Yuchen sighed and said, "Senior Sister Zhou, I remember our sect is recruiting disciples, right? Maybe she has some cultivation potential. Why not take her back and give it a try?"
Zhou Zhiqi furrowed her elegant brows, about to refuse, when the young man in mid-air suddenly descended. He glanced at Wang Zixue and said, "Junior Sister Zhou, if you can bring even a lowly handyman, why not bring another woman? If she can become an outer sect disciple, that's great. Even if she lacks cultivation talent, she can serve as a maid, don't you think?"
Zhou Zhiqi stomped her foot, causing the cloud to rise. She replied coldly, "Do as you wish, bring her if you want."
The young man smiled faintly at Wang Zixue and said, "Come, I'll take you back to the sect."
Wang Zixue, overjoyed, thanked him profusely, wiping away tears. She quickly stood up and walked to his side, stepping onto the white cloud sail beneath his feet.
Wang's parents stumbled into the courtyard, wanting to shout but holding back in the end.
Wang Zixue looked up at the increasingly closer and beautiful night sky, her eyes filled with joy and hope, blood boiling in her heart.
As for her worried parents beneath her feet, she didn't spare them a glance until she flew away from the estate.
Yan Yuchen sat on the cloud, gazing into the distance, muttering, "Senior Sister Zhou is still better."
Zhou Zhiqi turned her head, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
Yan Yuchen shook his head and remained silent.
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