Borrowing a sword

Chapter 44 The Junior Martial Uncle of the Daoist Sect

"【Sword Refining Technique Experience Points +50】"

"【Sword Refining Technique Experience Points +50】"

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Every now and then, Chu Huaixu would gain experience points due to the combined effects of the water jet and the body-tempering liquid.

But his mind isn't entirely on that right now.

—I was still somewhat distracted.

Han Shuangjiang was soaked to the bone.

Whether it's the outer garment, the inner garment, or even the underwear underneath, everything clings tightly to the snow-white skin.

After the underwear got wet, it even got stuck in the cleft of my buttocks.

In addition, the water jet is merciless yet considerate, making just the right cuts.

The tattered clothes, washed by the flowing water, would sometimes reveal patches of skin.

Chu Huaixu could tell that her skin was pale and cool-toned.

If you add a little water, it will appear even whiter.

The only drawback is that the water in the pool is a light bluish-black color; although the color is not deep, it is not clear either.

Visibility will be somewhat obstructed, and the underwater sections will have a hazy appearance.

But the more ambiguous it is, the more it amplifies even the slightest touch, leading to all sorts of fantasies.

To be honest, during this period, Chu Huaixu did not have many romantic thoughts about the stunningly beautiful woman in front of him.

Having just transmigrated, he actually felt a vague sense of alienation from the entire Xuanhuang Realm.

He sometimes even treats it like a game rather than a real world.

In addition, due to his profession, he has a slight misogyny, so he has even less interest in that kind of thing.

However, skin-to-skin contact can indeed produce an indescribable effect.

This is like someone who grew up with a beautiful woman as a childhood sweetheart, but because they grew up together, they end up treating her like one of the guys.

However, if there is any unusual physical contact, the friendship may be ruined!
You might think: How come I never noticed she had such a great figure before?

Why didn't I notice her skin was so fair before?
Why didn't I notice her lips were so beautiful before?

Physiology possesses its own terrifying power!
Perhaps for this reason, many people like to mention a term—physiological attraction.

Why did Chu Huaixu not seem embarrassed just now and directly tell her not to move around?

It's simply because men and women are different; there are certain physical reactions he can't hide.

Han Shuangjiang was soaking in the water, so even if this wealthy family was really in trouble, it didn't really matter.

But Chu Huaixu was different, because the two were only lightly touching, making it easy for them to bump into each other.

If you really provoke her to that extent, and she notices it, that would be a real disaster!

So he chose to speak up and remind you. If you don't listen, then it's your fault.

Anyway, his main product is a non-stick pan.

The ambiguous atmosphere continued to ferment, to the point that the two of them almost forgot that they were being tested by their senior.

Because Han Shuangjiang was already able to dodge most of the water blades, while Chu Huaixu was not afraid of pain at all.

Moreover, his wounds seemed to heal faster than hers, which was a bit strange.

Even more strangely, despite the strong medicinal fragrance, he felt as if he could smell her delicate scent.

Often, the more handsome the man and beautiful the woman, the more afraid that the atmosphere might inadvertently become too intimate!
Chu Huaixu glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, and now he felt that Han Shuangjiang perfectly fit the description of being beautiful and well-proportioned.

Moreover, she's not the delicate, pretty type; she has a more sophisticated, mature look.

Her face wasn't so cold anymore, and it became somewhat radiant.

If you look down, you'll see that she actually has quite a bit of assets. Those two bulging, rounded breasts, half submerged in the water and half exposed above it, reveal a deep cleavage.

Time passed second by second, and the number of water jets increased every now and then.

After hesitating for a long time, Han Shuangjiang broke the silence first: "Are you sure that as long as we get through this period, this round of trials will be over?"

"I'm sure," Chu Huaixu said in a deep voice.

For some reason, his voice seems a bit deeper than usual now.

"Oh," she responded, then tried her best to pull her round, plump buttocks in even further.

At this moment, both of their hands were gripping the protrusions of the underwater rock wall.

Han Shuangjiang was also unclear why Chu Huaixu was convinced that this round of trials was just a matter of waiting out the time.

But I still chose to believe.

Little did Chu Huaixu know that in his eyes, this senior who designed the test was truly wicked.

Most people don't have such an exaggerated pain threshold as him.

When faced with "underwater torture," if no solution can be found, the person will definitely choose to swim back to shore first.

After all, you can think on land, so there's no reason why getting stabbed in the water would make your thinking clearer.

So when you re-enter the water, hey! The countdown restarts!

If you don't stay up for a full half hour, you'll never find a solution!
"Old pervert, do you really love to torture people?" Chu Huaixu couldn't understand what this person's original intention was.

At this moment, Han Shuangjiang, whose cheeks were slightly flushed, glanced at Chu Huaixu's arms that were encircling her.

His sleeves were ripped beyond recognition by the water jet.

"Does he really not feel any pain at all?" she wondered.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Shuangjiang spoke again: "Are you really alright?"

For some reason, Chu Huaixu's reply was rather cunning: "It's alright, I can tolerate it."

"Oh," Han Shuangjiang said again.

But in my heart I thought: If you are enduring it, it must be very agonizing and painful, right?
But for her, the prolonged silence between the two was actually making her more uncomfortable.

Another point is, what if someone else gets in? Liu Chengqi and his group are still trapped outside.

But no one can be sure that someone might suddenly break in.

At that time, this rather alluring underwater scene will be seen by outsiders.

This is absolutely unacceptable to her.

Therefore, Han Shuangjiang was extremely nervous at this moment.

Those in the know understand that the more dangerous the relationship between men and women, the more sensitive and stimulating it becomes.

This strange feeling left her somewhat at a loss, and her body grew even hotter.

"How much longer?" Han Shuangjiang asked again, trying to make conversation.

"About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn," Chu Huaixu replied.

"how do you know?"

Don't ask, you wouldn't understand even if I told you.

"How do you know I don't understand if you don't tell me?" she turned her head and asked with a frown.

As a result of this movement, she couldn't control herself due to the buoyancy, and ended up brushing against Chu Huaixu again.

Startled, Chu Huaixu quickly arched his back and silently warned his younger brother not to look up.

Damn it, I came here to freeload, not for this kind of opportunity.

Realizing she had made another mistake, Han Shuangjiang quickly turned her head back, her body stiffening slightly, and her plump buttocks feeling increasingly numb.

The two fell silent again, barely exchanging a few words.

Chu Huaixu listened to her try to find topics to talk about several times, and he understood perfectly well that she was trying to ease the awkwardness and divert attention by chatting.

If it remains this quiet, the bodily feedback will be even more subtle!

He does have a topic he hasn't found a suitable opportunity to discuss with her.

Is it possible to take advantage of someone's misfortune now?
“I have a question I’ve been wanting to ask you,” he suddenly said.

Han Shuangjiang seemed to wake from a dream: "Ah, you asked."

"Where did you meet that storyteller?" Chu Huaixu, having unexpectedly joined the Daoist sect, needed more information.

"In Liu County." She didn't hide anything.

"What's your impression of him?" he continued, trying to elicit information from a different angle.

"I can't quite put my finger on it, but I get the feeling that he's a wise and shrewd person who lives a carefree life," Han Shuangjiang replied.

"Why do you think that?" he asked again.

Han Shuangjiang was eager to chat, so she naturally spoke freely and without reservation.

"It just feels a bit off, because he seems unable to resist looking at himself wherever there's a mirror," she replied rather subtly.

Chu Huaixu understood; it was basically just being incredibly vain.

It's like when he was in school, some image-conscious boys loved to style their hair in the bathroom, and some would even buy a small mirror and put it in their desks.

But he has no desire to laugh right now.

The reason is simple: he had already guessed who this person was.

"He can get Li Chunsong to personally come down the mountain to pick people up, yet he loves to play around in the world and is so vain."

"Mainly because she's extremely vain!"

"This storyteller is very likely Li Chunsong's junior uncle!"

A former ninth-realm cultivator, a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the human world!

After arriving at the Daoist sect, Chu Huaixu actually had a strong sense of insecurity.

After all, he knew very well that Li Chunsong, that gambling addict, had made a mistake.

By sheer chance, he was brought up the mountain, which led to a change in his and Xu Ziqing's roles.

The truth will eventually come out.

Although Chu Huaixu had already laid the groundwork and emphasized that he had never met any storyteller.

But these are just petty tricks.

In the presence of a true master of spiritual cultivation, all clever tricks are futile.

But what if, by sheer chance, you find a hidden gem hidden in the dust?

If it were wiped clean, could it truly be as the poem says, "Now the dust is gone and the light shines, illuminating countless mountains and rivers"?

A die-hard gambler will only think he's won big and gotten a bargain.
Well, this little genius is already here, right?

Then why not just stay in our Taoist sect!

Therefore, Chu Huaixu always felt a sense of urgency and crisis in his spiritual practice.

Upon learning that the storyteller was the legendary figure, Chu Huaixu's alarm bells went off instantly.

The reason is simple: this junior master of the Taoist sect has a strong desire to kill and is decisive in killing.

—This person attained enlightenment through killing.

He was already a great cultivator at a young age.

The most famous label associated with Junior Uncle is "Jiazi Demon Slayer".

It doesn't mean that in a certain "Jiazi year", Junior Uncle went down the mountain to slay demons and monsters.

Instead, he spent sixty years killing people at the foot of the mountain.

—They killed for a full sixty years.

At this thought, Chu Huaixu felt a chill run down his spine.

Han Shuangjiang frowned, her body stiffened, her legs tightened, and her buttocks clenched, wondering if it was just her body imagining things.
Did he just shudder?

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