CHAPTER 636: ARE YOU SURE?

Chapter 636: Are you sure?

"Mas...Master?!"

She gasped in surprise, practically springing upright, completely unaware that the brocade quilt had slipped away.

Li Qingran wore only thin sleeping garments, and perhaps due to her sudden movement, her clothes had slid halfway down, revealing snow-white shoulders.

She instinctively wanted to throw herself into Chen Huaian's embrace, but paused mid-motion, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson, even her delicate earlobes tinged with pink. She hurriedly lowered her head, fingers unconsciously twisting the quilt corner. "When...when did you return? How...how come there wasn't any sound..."

Why was she so shy today?

This wasn't the first time he'd suddenly appeared in Li Qingran's room.

Chen Huaian found it strange and proactively reached out to draw his little disciple's soft, fragrant body into his embrace.

"Just returned, wanted to see if you were sleeping well." Chen Huaian gently rested his chin atop Li Qingran's head, inhaling her faint, fresh scent. "And then I heard a certain girl cursing her master in her dreams?"

"Ah! I...I did not!" Li Qingran buried her face deeply in Chen Huaian's chest, her voice muffled with a slight nasal tone. "No, Master really is bad! Leaving without a word for so long... Qingran... Qingran missed you so much..."

Remembering the scene from her dream just now, the heat in her face unconsciously rose several degrees.

To prevent her master from noticing, she could only keep her head lowered, tightly encircling his waist.

Chen Huaian thought Li Qingran was frightened and couldn't help but hold her tighter, gently patting her back. "This master was at fault, leaving in haste without time to tell you. But once matters were settled, didn't I return immediately?"

"Hmph!" The small figure in his arms let out a soft snort, as if protesting, but said nothing more, simply nestling there like an ostrich hiding its head.

Chen Huaian could clearly feel his little disciple's attachment to him, making all the dangers and battles of the past two days instantly worthwhile.

The two of them listened to each other's heartbeats, quietly embracing for a long while.

Until...

Li Qingran suddenly sensed something unusual.

In the past, she would have thought her master was carrying an extra sword.

Back then, whatever her master said, she believed it without question.

How foolish she had been!

During her master's absence, besides cultivation, she had been reading romantic novels and no longer believed her master slept with a sword.

According to those novels, this was also an expression of her master's affection for her.

Especially since her master was a cultivator, and a Great Ascension Stage expert at that.

Could the temperament of a Great Ascension cultivator be ordinary?

Her master had long reached the state where desires couldn't move him.

Yet even so, her master still reacted like this...

This meant—her master's affection for her ran bone-deep, beyond his self-control!

Once this thought formed, Li Qingran felt overwhelming joy.

She nestled deeper into Chen Huaian's embrace, greedily inhaling his familiar scent, her emotions gradually calming.

After a long moment, she lifted her head, the slightly reddened corners of her eyes still carrying traces of sleepiness.

Her sparkling eyes gazed at Chen Huaian as she moved her lips: "Master?"

"Hmm?"

"Are...are you tired?"

She murmured softly, her small hand restlessly tracing circles on Chen Huaian's chest.

Chen Huaian chuckled faintly: "Just returned, I'm fine. What's wrong?"

Li Qingran's cheeks flushed even deeper, like ripe peaches. She slightly lowered her eyelids, her long lashes trembling, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum: "You...you said before...to wait until Qingran was willing..." 𝘙ᴀΝộВÈṠ

She paused, as if mustering all her courage, yet her voice still trembled slightly from nervousness: "Master... Qingran... Qingran is ready..."

Chen Huaian froze momentarily, then understood his little disciple's meaning.

His heart leaped violently.

Looking at his little disciple's shy yet determined face, the love in her eyes almost setting him ablaze.

"Qingran, you..." He began to speak.

But Li Qingran extended her slender jade-like fingers, gently pressing them against his lips.

"This time...it's not to compensate for anything...it's Qingran...Qingran herself wants...wants to help Master..."

As she spoke, her body leaned forward slightly, her soft arms encircling Chen Huaian's neck, her warm breath flowing over him like a gentle current.

That appearance—both shy and timid yet incredibly proactive—carried a deadly temptation.

Chen Huaian felt a surge of heat rush straight to his lower abdomen, the string of his reason teetering on the edge of snapping.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

Staring at the beautiful face so close, feeling his little disciple's warm, soft body in his arms, his mind almost stopped working.

Even though he was now at the Great Ascension Stage...

No, the feeling of 100% sensory unlock was completely different from the previous 99%.

Now he possessed Great Ascension Stage cultivation, but it felt like on Earth Star—as if Great Ascension cultivation had been poured into him.

His complete body had been brought to the Cangyun Realm!

Although this might...just be his illusion.

"You...are you sure?" His voice was somewhat hoarse.

Li Qingran didn't answer, only looked deeply at him with those expressive eyes.

Then, under Chen Huaian's slightly astonished gaze.

Like a nimble little fish, carrying scalding heat and overwhelming fragrance, she slipped swiftly under the brocade quilt covering his legs.

The quilt instantly bulged with an ambiguous silhouette.

Chen Huaian's body stiffened abruptly, drawing a sharp breath, all words trapped in his throat.

He instinctively reached to pull back the quilt.

But his fingers paused slightly upon touching the quilt's edge.

Meanwhile.

Earth Star.

Inside Containment Area 0.

Chen Huaian's physical body had completely vanished.

Only part of his Divine Soul remained in place, locked in place by a faint gray mist.

In the corner, Muscle Tyrant silently watched this scene, crimson eyes swirling with hatred and determination.