After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 76 - Sisters

Chapter 76: Sisters

The next day.

The ceaseless rain obscured the end of spring, and only with the clear skies did the depth of summer become apparent.

Jiang Huai was awakened by the sunlight streaming through the window, the sun blazing hot. He turned over, intending to continue his beautiful dream. It seemed he dreamt that Master had pinned him down, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment while angrily cursing him for liking to swallow saliva.

Today he would have to swallow it all.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t fall back asleep and had to turn over and get up to make breakfast.

Today’s breakfast was shrimp and egg rice noodle rolls, soft and slippery.

After a hearty breakfast, Jiang Huai saw that Chu Xianning seemed to have no other instructions, so he got up.

“Master, I’m going out for a bit.”

Chu Xianning nodded slightly.

She never liked to ask too much.

……

The sun was fierce and scorching, and the trees Jiang Huai passed were filled with the constant chirping of cicadas. He arrived at Wen Wanwan’s courtyard gate and hesitated for a moment before knocking.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see Wen Wanwan.

It’s just that he had been thinking a lot lately, recalling how every time he came, he seemed to inadvertently take advantage of Wen Wanwan. Sometimes it was unintentional, other times he initiated it, and every time he saw Wen Wanwan’s soft and warm eyes, he was always stirred up, wanting to see her cheeks blush.

No, you need to be more pure-hearted, Jiang Huai Jr.

He gently knocked on the door, and after three knocks, the door quickly opened. Behind it stood Wen Wanwan in a white dress, holding a sword, with strands of hair sticking to her cheeks and beads of sweat glistening on her forehead.

“Practicing swordplay?” Jiang Huai blinked at her.

“Mm.”

Wen Wanwan welcomed Jiang Huai into the house and fetched a porcelain bottle of spring tea that she had steeped in cold water from the well in the courtyard. The cold-brewed spring tea was sweet and refreshing, and Wen Wanwan had added some petals and honey to it.

“Keep practicing. I’ll watch and see where you can improve,” Jiang Huai said softly, sitting at the stone table.

Wen Wanwan obediently nodded, picked up her black iron sword, and stood in the center of the courtyard. She continued to practice the move Jiang Huai had taught her, Slashing the Mist.

If Wen Wanwan’s initial attempts at Slashing the Mist were clumsy, like a child playing house, then after an hour with Jiang Huai, her execution was still not as effortless as Luo Qingyu’s casual swing. But now, Wen Wanwan’s Slashing the Mist had taken shape, and it carried a semblance of the real thing.

“Hm? How long have you been practicing?”

“I’ve been practicing every day,” Wen Wanwan replied softly.

Jiang Huai was unaware that in his absence, the girl had been tirelessly swinging her sword in the courtyard, often collapsing on the green stone from exhaustion, gazing at the vast night sky for a long time before she had the strength to get up and bathe.

She knew she had no natural talent for swordsmanship.

Her cultivation level was also not high, having only reached the late Foundation Establishment stage after many years in the inner sect. Many inner disciples fluctuated around the early Core Formation stage. Although diligence could compensate for lack of talent, sometimes no amount of hard work could compete with those who had both resources and talent.

“Wanwan has encountered some confusion in her cultivation recently and would like to ask Senior Brother Jiang Huai for advice.”

“Hm? Go ahead.”

“Recently, I’ve been absorbing spiritual stones much faster than before, and although I haven’t cultivated my soul, I feel as if I can vaguely sense its presence. It’s hard to describe.”

“Come here, let me take a look.”

Jiang Huai beckoned, and Wen Wanwan obediently approached. Jiang Huai had expected her to sit on the chair opposite him, but instead, Wen Wanwan moved closer and suddenly sat on his lap.

Jiang Huai gazed at Wen Wanwan’s neck, noticing a faint blush on her earlobe.

“You…”

Jiang Huai was somewhat at a loss for words.

He reached out and gently grasped her wrist, probing her body with a faint spiritual energy. When he had previously opened her meridians, he had noticed that for many years, Wen Wanwan’s Taixuan Sacred Body had been nearly unawakened due to a lack of cultivation resources. However, the fact that she had managed to cultivate to her current level with so few resources already demonstrated the mysterious nature of the Taixuan Sacred Body.

“Have you heard of the Taixuan Sacred Body?” Jiang Huai whispered in her ear.

He had intended to keep things pure when he knocked on the door, but now that Wen Wanwan was sitting on him, he couldn’t resist teasing her a little.

“No.” Wen Wanwan shook her head gently, her shoulders tensing up like a little squirrel’s due to Jiang Huai’s breath in her ear.

“The Taixuan Sacred Body is a constitution mentioned in ancient texts. It’s quite rare and not well-known, but it’s actually very powerful. Not only does it allow for rapid cultivation, but even without deliberate soul cultivation, the power of the soul will rise with the cultivation level. Over the past years, your body hasn’t been nourished by enough spiritual energy, so the Taixuan Sacred Body has remained dormant. Recently, with enough spiritual stones for cultivation, the Taixuan Sacred Body has begun to awaken slowly.”

Jiang Huai spoke, then seemed puzzled for a moment.

“Hm? You’ve reached the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage?”

“Mm,” Wen Wanwan nodded lightly.

“That’s good.” Jiang Huai said, taking out an ancient book from his system bag that recorded various constitutions.

He found the page on the Taixuan Sacred Body and handed it to Wen Wanwan, who obediently sat on his lap and began to read.

“The ancient text says… the Taixuan Sacred Body is also an excellent dual cultivation cauldron. Is that true?”

Wen Wanwan looked back at Jiang Huai.

“What’s written in this ancient book is quite true.”

Jiang Huai’s fingertip gently poked her waist. “When do you plan to enter Core Formation?”

As soon as he asked this question, Wen Wanwan fell silent for a while before looking back at Jiang Huai and whispering, “In a while… the Daoji Ancestral Land will open again, and Wanwan wants to give it a try.”

The Daoji Ancestral Land was a secret realm where Foundation Establishment cultivators sought opportunities for Core Formation. It opened periodically, and Jiang Huai had previously found the spiritual energy of heaven there, allowing him to form a Heavenly Dao Golden Core.

“So… I would like to ask Senior Brother Jiang Huai to take care of my sister for a while.”

Wen Wanwan’s expression seemed hesitant. Jiang Huai was taken aback, gently pinching her face. “It’s good to want to try, but why do you look so worried?”

“It’s nothing… Wanwan originally just wanted to form an ordinary Golden Core.”

The transition from Foundation Establishment to Core Formation was an especially important process in cultivation. Core Formation is divided into four types: Yellow Path Golden Core, Profound Path Golden Core, Earth Path Golden Core, and Heavenly Path Golden Core. Most inner sect disciples choose to use spiritual medicines for the Profound Path Golden Core. Those who could form an Earth Path Golden Core were rare, and in the entire Eastern Region, there were only four young cultivators like Jiang Huai who had formed a Heavenly Path Golden Core.

(TLN: Typically, the order from lower to higher in terms of power/rarity is Earth, Yellow, Profound, and Heaven, so I don’t know if this is a mistake or not. Might change later.)

“So why do you suddenly want to try?”

As he asked, Jiang Huai seemed to guess the answer.

“Because… I want to be closer to Senior Brother Jiang Huai,” Wen Wanwan bit her lip and replied softly.

Generally, forming a good Golden Core was a crucial step for future cultivation. Although some cultivators in the sixth and seventh realms would later try to infuse their Golden Core with the spiritual energy of heaven and reshape it, the process was not only complicated but also extremely difficult.

“I have to leave the mountain tomorrow for about half a month. When I return, I’ll accompany you.”

Jiang Huai said, gently holding Wen Wanwan’s hand and squeezing her fingertips. But Wen Wanwan shook her head.

“No, there’s no need to trouble Senior Brother Jiang Huai…”

“Such an important matter naturally requires company. If you encounter any danger inside, I can protect Wanwan. You should think not only for yourself but also for your sister,” Jiang Huai’s cheek approached hers, rubbing against her.

“Let’s settle it then. I’ll accompany you to the Daoji Ancestral Land when I return.”

Wen Wanwan’s eyes still held some indescribable unease. She seemed to want to say more, but after a moment, she remained silent.

She stood up from Jiang Huai’s lap, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But the next second, Wen Wanwan turned around and straddled him, coming so close that their faces were nearly sticking together. Her cheeks lifted slightly, she bit her lip and looked at Jiang Huai.

“Senior Brother Jiang Huai…”

“Mm?”

Jiang Huai was a little flustered.

If it had just been her sitting with her back to him, he could have kept his composure, but now with the girl straddling his lap, her legs pressing tightly against his waist, and her body leaning in so close they were almost sticking together, he was starting to feel overwhelmed.

Wen Wanwan didn’t really know what to say.

She often practiced alone in the courtyard, and although she had plenty to say when bickering and chatting with her sister, she always found herself tongue-tied around Jiang Huai. Senior Brother Jiang Huai was always so good to her, but she didn’t know how to express her gratitude.

Words of thanks felt too light and forced.

“The sun is so bright today,” Wen Wanwan murmured softly.

“Yes, it is.”

“I was so hot while practicing swordplay just now…”

This content is taken from freёnovelkiss.com.

“Ah, is that so?”

“And I don’t have much strength left in my body…”

“Ah… So?”

“Senior Brother Jiang Huai… could you help Wanwan bathe?” Wen Wanwan’s voice became very small.

One’s emotions can’t be hidden from the eyes. Jiang Huai stared into her dark pupils, which were filled with a mix of emotions: panic, shyness, unease, fear, and a hint of cunning.

“Testing Senior Brother Jiang Huai again!”

Jiang Huai poked her waist gently, and Wen Wanwan’s waist curled up like a cooked shrimp, bringing her even closer.

“But… I really don’t have the strength.”

“Then sit and rest for a while. When you have the strength, you can bathe.”

Jiang Huai couldn’t guarantee that if Wen Wanwan were to soak in the bath, he could stand by indifferently. He had managed to restrain himself while watching Luo Yueguan because she was Luo Qingyu’s mother, and if he had any improper thoughts, Luo Yueguan could crush him with one finger. But Wen Wanwan wouldn’t resist, her eyes were now filled with soft allure and intoxicating brightness.

“Mm-hmm,” Wen Wanwan obediently nodded, her voice carrying a slight hint of disappointment, but the unease in her eyes seemed to melt away as well.

“Eh, is Senior Brother Jiang Huai here?”

Wen Fufu pushed open the door, wearing a black dress and stretching lazily. From afar, she saw Jiang Huai sitting on the chair and Wen Wanwan sitting on his lap, her cheeks flushed.

Wen Fufu tilted her head, “It’s broad daylight now…”