131: Chapter 131 That damn rude man...

In the pool, the water churned and slapped against the banks, making a sound that even the waterfall could not drown out.

One hour later...

The setting sun over the Black Wind Mountain Range had already sunk halfway below the horizon, dyeing half the sky a vibrant red, like a ripe orange.

On the grass by the pool, Qin Feng stood lazily on the bank, leisurely draping his black robe over his body, admiring the sunset on the horizon, feeling refreshed.

In the center of the pool, the water rippled slightly.

"Are you done? Let's go..."

Qin Feng didn't even turn his head, asking casually with an indifferent tone that carried the nonchalance of someone who had just finished eating and wiped their mouth clean.

Hearing this shout, Zhou Qingzi, who was soaking in the icy pool, shuddered violently.

Her hair, which had been meticulously styled, was now a disheveled mess, with a few wet strands clinging to her pale yet flushed cheeks.

With red-rimmed eyes, she bit her lower lip hard, unable to hold back her tears as they slid down.

"Mm..."

Zhou Qingzi replied with a single, extremely faint word, her voice trembling.

She quietly lifted her eyes, looking around like a frightened rabbit, and realized that Qin Feng was standing with his back to her, adjusting his clothes, not looking back at her at all.

Zhou Qingzi, whose heart had been as dead as ash, felt a flash of wild joy at this sudden reprieve.

Her hands quickly formed an obscure Dharma seal underwater, and the True Yuan within her body began to circulate along an extremely strange path.

"Ghost Breath Art,"

This was a concealment technique she had accidentally obtained in a ruin years ago. Once activated, it could not only completely conceal her own aura but even allow her heartbeat and body temperature to blend into the surrounding environment, making it a supreme skill for escaping!

"Glug..."

Only a tiny bubble rose to the surface of the water.

Zhou Qingzi's figure, like a slippery loach, dove silently into the bottomless pool, following the undercurrent, and fled desperately toward the distance.

On the bank, Qin Feng tied the last belt.

He tilted his head slightly and swept his Divine Sense backward casually. The person who had been in the pool was gone, leaving only a circle of ripples gradually expanding.

"Heh... running away quite fast, aren't you."

Qin Feng let out a cold laugh. There was not a hint of surprise in his deep black eyes, nor the slightest intention to chase after her.

Chase? Chase my ass!

He had already vented his anger, and if she was willing, he was also willing to have an extra lackey.

If she really wasn't willing, she was just a crazy woman at Qi Refining Level 6, so why waste so much energy?

Moreover, after the past hour, he had absolute confidence that he had already carved an indelible mark deep within her heart.

"The road to longevity is long; do not cling to the Mortal World. We shall meet again if fate allows."

Qin Feng stretched, his bones popping with a series of crisp sounds, and then strode toward the direction of the Hehuan Sect.

Half an hour later,

in a dense forest on the outskirts of the Black Wind Mountain Range.

Gou Changgen gripped his longsword Magical Artifact, pacing back and forth in place with an anxious and irritable expression.

He had already circled the route several times, but hadn't even seen a single hair of Qin Feng.

Just when he thought the plan for today was going to fall through.

"Swish—"

The bushes in front shook, and a water-blue figure stumbled out.

"Qingzi?! Where did you go? You made me look everywhere for you!"

Gou Changgen's face lit up with joy, and he hurried to meet her.

However, when he saw Zhou Qingzi's current appearance, the smile on his face instantly froze.

Zhou Qingzi was soaked from head to toe, and her originally exquisite Disciple uniform was torn in many places and covered in mud and grass clippings. In particular, her gait was extremely awkward, as if her legs were shaking.

On that pretty face, there was an inexplicable flush.

"Qingzi, you... what happened to you? Did you encounter a high-level Yao Beast?!"

Gou Changgen wanted to reach out and support her with concern, but Zhou Qingzi dodged him as if she had been electrocuted.

"Brother Gou, don't... don't touch me yet!" Zhou Qingzi cried out subconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Gou Changgen was stunned.

Zhou Qingzi realized her reaction was too intense. She forced herself to steady her mind, her eyes darting away, not daring to look into his eyes.

"It's... it's nothing."

She smoothed the messy hair by her ear and replied with feigned calmness, "I was chasing too eagerly earlier, and accidentally stepped into a pool, hit a reef, and suffered some minor injuries."

"Fell into a pool? Then what about Qin Feng? Did you see that little bastard who came up from the Servant District?!" Gou Changgen asked through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing the name "Qin Feng," Zhou Qingzi's delicate body trembled imperceptibly.

In her mind, the man's figure, like a demon god, involuntarily appeared—the terrifying, monstrous strength that crushed everything, and the storm-like, suffocating rudeness.

An indescribable shudder ran from her tailbone straight to the back of her head.

"I... I didn't see him."

Zhou Qingzi lowered her eyelids, bit her lip hard, shook her head, and said, "That brat ran too fast, like a loach. I lost him when I chased him to the cliff edge."

"Damn it, that brat is lucky!"

Gou Changgen spat fiercely and slashed a large tree nearby with his sword, leaving a notch.

"Qingzi, don't be sad. You can hide for today, but not forever. As long as he is still in the Outer Sect, I will kill him sooner or later to vent your anger!"

"Let's go, your clothes are soaked. Let's head back to the Sect first."

"Mm..."

Zhou Qingzi responded absent-mindedly and followed behind him.

Along the way, looking at Gou Changgen's slightly thin and hunched back in front of her.

Zhou Qingzi suddenly felt that the Senior Brother she usually loved now appeared so unsightly...

In the following days, she locked herself in her room every day.

Whenever it was deep in the night, or when she was sitting in meditation to Cultivate, she could no longer maintain a calm state of mind.

That arrogant, overbearing, and unreasonable man was like a nightmare, deeply rooted in her mind.

"Damned... rude bastard..."

Zhou Qingzi curled up on the bed, blushing with shame as she pulled the quilt over her head, but her body was very honest, emitting waves of heat.

She sadly discovered that not only could she not muster any killing intent toward Qin Feng, but she also couldn't help but reminisce every day about that time by the pool... the violent sensation of her Soul being completely crushed and torn apart.

On the other side,

Qin Feng's days after returning to the Outer Sect of the Hehuan Sect were truly comfortable.

In the spacious, triangular-shaped courtyard, the Spiritual Qi was dense.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

A fiery red, graceful figure was dancing in the center of the courtyard.

Mu Siyao was holding a brand-new Low Grade Magical Artifact longsword, diligently practicing a sword technique.

She was dressed extremely scantily today, wearing a thin, crimson gauze dress that barely covered her proud assets. As she moved with the sword techniques, her water-snake-like waist and long, straight jade legs were faintly visible, which was simply a visual feast.

"Wrong, the power in your waist is too stiff!"

Qin Feng sat straddling the stone table, crossing his legs, sipping Spiritual tea while pointing out her mistakes unceremoniously.

"The Water Cold Ice Sword emphasizes continuous flow. You're twisting like a wooden post; how are you supposed to kill anyone? Come here, I will teach you again properly."