Chapter 271: Chapter 170: Master, Caught Red-Handed!

A pair of legs so perfect they seemed like they shouldn’t exist in the mortal world, were presented before Chen Ye without any cover.

Like a masterpiece carved from the finest mutton jade.

The skin was white and delicate; the curves elegant and slender.

Beneath the white skin, faint bluish veins could be seen, resembling the natural crack patterns on the most exquisite porcelain.

"Strange, not exercising for a long time should lead to muscle atrophy... No, no, what am I thinking? This is the Cultivation Realm. Lin Jin has Cold Flame in her body, which although accumulates yin cold energy, also brings abundant spiritual power."

Chen Ye’s heart and soul were fully immersed in the Disease Removal Saber Technique, without a single thought of anything else.

Because, from his perspective, the beautiful legs were intertwined with countless energy veins.

Yet the girl in the wheelchair, as exquisite as a puppet, suddenly began to tremble.

Tears, one by one, slid down her sickly pale face.

Humiliation, endless humiliation!

Like a mollusk stripped of its shell, exposed naked to the gaze and... touch of a stranger.

But helplessly, she had no ability to resist, not even to call for help, and could only be toyed with like a doll.

How could "heartless" Chen Ye understand Lin Jin’s feelings?

He was long lost in the healing process, his large hands moving inch by inch upward from her calves.

He was not heartless, nor insensitive to romance.

But, in his eyes, these legs that could drive any man mad had transformed into an intricate meridian map.

The meridians blocked by yin cold energy were like rivers clogged with silt.

And his task was to use the Disease Removal Saber, formed by the Evergreen Technique’s spiritual power, to clear these meridians one by one!

This process required extreme concentration.

The slightest mistake could harm the girl’s already fragile meridians, causing permanent damage.

Chen Ye held his breath, focusing his spirit, the small jade-like green blade in his fingertip began to move.

Without a sliver of error, it slowly traced along the blocked meridians.

"Sizzle—"

An extremely faint sound was heard.

The energy veins were severed, but the yin cold energy was tightly entwined with the flesh.

It must be forced out with strength!

Chen Ye furrowed his brow, gauging the force, and clamped his iron-tough fingers precisely onto the knotted acupoint.

"Mmm!"

The girl’s lips, long clamped shut, finally let out an uncontrollable whimper.

The delicate skin, tormented, instantly bore clear red imprints of fingers.

Soon after, the yin cold energy was also extracted from the flesh.

"That’s it, slicing first then squeezing works..."

Chen Ye felt reassured, knowing his method was correct!

He no longer hesitated.

Slice after slice, palm after palm.

An hour passed.

The pair of legs that were once like a work of art were now mottled with bruises, covered with overlapping red finger marks.

"Phew..."

Chen Ye exhaled a long breath of turbid air, withdrew his spiritual power, and smiled contentedly, relieved.

Only then did he come out of the immersion in the Disease Removal Saber Technique.

Heh heh heh...

This little girl must be immensely grateful to him!

Long ago, when interacting with his two disciples, Chen Ye realized that actions spoke louder than words!

Thus, seeing that Lin Jin was impervious to persuasion, Chen Ye abandoned verbal persuasion and proved himself through action!

"Alright, how do you feel? Try moving a bit?"

Chen Ye clapped his hands, smiling as he looked at the little girl.

Strangely, the girl was inexplicably tears streaming down her face, her eyes red from crying.

Healed the legs, yet she’s unhappy?

Confusing... Is it because once healed, she can’t justifiably stay at home anymore?

Chen Ye was puzzled, having exerted every effort to finally cure her long-standing ailment, even if she wasn’t deeply grateful.

At least, she should understand his earnest efforts?

"B-bad... Bad guy!"

The girl clutched her collar tightly in sorrow, her eyes filled with despair. Her right leg, long without feeling, suddenly kicked up fiercely.

With the fury of someone ready to face death, her kick mercilessly landed on Chen Ye’s face!

Simultaneously, as if resigned to fate.

She closed her eyes, turned her head away, waiting for the man’s overwhelming anger.

"Uh..."

Chen Ye held his face, painfully stomped on, in disbelief.

This... This was the second time his face had been stepped on, right?

Last time it was Bai Susu in Foundation Establishment, understandable.

But this time, it’s just an ordinary little girl with no cultivation!

The cool, soft touch and the faint sweet scent still lingered on his cheek.

It was a small, exquisite foot, like white jade carved into a delicate shape.

The ankle was slender, the curve of the arch elegant, and the five little toes, like the plumpest pearls, slightly curled, with a hint of tension.

Yet this seemingly harmless little foot had firmly landed on the face of him, a Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer cultivator!

What a disgrace!

Chen Ye was furious!

However, when he saw the little girl with her eyes tightly closed and tears still clinging to her lashes, he could only sigh helplessly.

It seems... this little girl hasn’t realized that her leg has healed.

"Sister Qiongyu, where has Master gone?!"

Suddenly, a breathless voice of a little girl came from the Outer Sect,

"We’ve been looking all day and still can’t find him! That awful Master! Senior Sister, how about..."

Qing Jun’s voice was mischievous,

but Zhiwei was inexplicably startled: "No way! There are others around..."

"Alright then..."

Qing Jun sighed weakly.

"Don’t worry, come rest at my place first. It’s already dark, and Steward Chen should be home soon."

At this moment, Lin Qiongyu’s voice also came.

What... what’s going on?

Chen Ye’s scalp tingled, and he couldn’t help but glance at the current environment.

A beautiful yet fragile girl seeming extremely aggrieved.

The long skirt was slipped down to her ankle, lying on the wheelchair, her legs covered with ambiguous red marks, and her face tear-streaked.

One white, delicate foot was still held in his hand...

If outsiders saw this scene, it would be like yellow mud falling into one’s pants, even if it’s not something, it would become something!

What’s worse, those outside were not outsiders at all!

They were his precious apprentices!

And Lin Jin’s sister, Lin Qiongyu!

Chen Ye felt a chill run from his tailbone straight to his crown, and he hurriedly clumsily helped Lin Jin put on her skirt.

He whispered, "Pull yourself together! Don’t let them find out, otherwise... everything will be over!"

Seeing Lin Jin still silent, her eyes tightly shut, looking utterly ashamed and outraged.

Chen Ye panicked, after all, it would be over for him, not Lin Jin!

He thought for a moment and added, "Your sister is right outside!"

This way, Lin Jin would be as embarrassed as him, right?

However, these words sounded to Lin Jin like the most vicious threat!

Sister...

He actually used her sister to threaten her!

He was a devil wearing human skin!

She mumbled in response, wiped away the tears, and returned to her expressionless demeanor.

"Good girl." Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

"Creak——"

No sooner said than done.

Just as Chen Ye arranged everything, the shaky wooden door was unceremoniously pushed open by a small hand!

Three figures appeared at the door.

Leading them was a silver-haired little girl with twin pigtails, her face puffed up with anger.

Behind her was a black-haired girl in a white dress, exuding a cold aura.

And Lin Qiongyu, who was softly calling her sister:

"Jin’er, sister is back...oh?"

As their gazes passed over the dim room and landed on Chen Ye sitting upright.

The air seemed to freeze.

Lin Qiongyu’s pupils suddenly shrank,

she glanced at her expressionless sister sitting in the wheelchair, then at Chen Ye high above, incredulous:

"Senior Chen, why are you here?"

"Master?"

Qing Jun’s originally angry little face froze, those black, almond-shaped eyes widened bit by bit, her little mouth slightly open, enough to fit an entire egg.

"Master?"

Zhiwei’s voice was very soft, like a sleep talk.

Who is this little girl again?!!

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