134: Chapter 134 I'm really not a pervert!

Ye Xiaoyao's sturdy body stiffened, a flash of panic crossing his face.

Why was Fairy Xiyue here?

If she saw him and Bai Zhirou in such a suggestive situation, wouldn't he be unable to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River?

Wouldn't this just confirm that he was a lecherous Devil Head?

Doing such unrefined things to a girl who looked like a teenager was simply worse than a beast!

Ye Xiaoyao felt a bit panicked.

He couldn't let Nangong Xiyue see him like this, otherwise his image as a gentleman before the Fairy would collapse.

Although he had previously agreed to help Nangong Xiyue discipline Bai Zhirou and wear down her sharp edges, if Nangong Xiyue knew this was how he was disciplining her...

Having Bai Zhirou attend to his bath—would she imagine scenes that hadn't happened at all?

Like him forcing Bai Zhirou into Dual Cultivation or doing indescribable things?

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaoyao took a deep breath.

He absolutely could not let his reputation crumble!

Clearing his throat, he quickly responded to Nangong Xiyue outside the room:

"So it's the Fairy visiting. Please wait a moment, Fairy. I'm bathing and will be out shortly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up from the bath barrel with a splash.

Water splattered everywhere, exposing his robust physique to the air.

He casually used his magic power to fetch a clean green Daoist robe, pulling it on while looking at Bai Zhirou nearby.

Bai Zhirou's small face was still flushed red, her eyes filled with deep grievance and shameful indignation.

She had massaged Ye Xiaoyao for so long that her small hands were sore and were currently hanging down, trembling slightly.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyao look over, she bit her lip and turned her face away.

Ye Xiaoyao gave her a meaningful look, signaling her not to speak or go out, lest Nangong Xiyue see and misunderstand that he had Bai Zhirou attending his bath.

Though, that seemed to be exactly what was happening; Bai Zhirou really was attending his bath.

But that wasn't important; what mattered was not being seen!

Bai Zhirou understood his look, bit her small lip, and softly retreated behind the screen.

Her body was petite, and the screen happened to hide her completely.

Ye Xiaoyao had finished dressing by then. He adjusted his collar, took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked out.

Nangong Xiyue was standing in the courtyard waiting for him.

As dusk settled, she wore a plain white long dress, the hem swaying gently in the evening breeze.

Her breathtakingly beautiful face bore a gentle and charming smile. When she saw him come out, her beautiful eyes brightened slightly.

"Young Master, are you finished washing?" she asked.

Ye Xiaoyao nodded and smiled. "Yes, I went out to practice earlier and worked up a sweat. I just happened to take a bath upon returning."

Hearing this, Nangong Xiyue's gaze lingered on him for a moment longer.

Ye Xiaoyao had just finished bathing; his black hair was still somewhat damp, draped casually over his shoulders.

The green Daoist robe was loosely tied, the collar slightly open, revealing his sturdy shoulder blades and a section of his chest.

He radiated an intensely masculine aura—clean, fresh, and carrying a hint of virility.

Nangong Xiyue's bright eyes shimmered with a strange light, and a peculiar expression appeared on her face.

She pursed her red lips and asked, "Young Master, how was your bath? Was it comfortable?"

Ye Xiaoyao's heart skipped a beat.

Seeing her look at him with such a meaningful expression, he immediately realized.

Nangong Xiyue was at the Soul Transformation Stage; how could she not notice Bai Zhirou hiding behind the screen in the room where he bathed?

He gave an awkward dry laugh and explained, "That... it was quite comfortable. But, Fairy, you misunderstand. I was actually just taking a simple bath and happened to have her help me change the hot water twice."

The "her" he spoke of naturally referred to Bai Zhirou.

Nangong Xiyue looked at him with a half-smile. "Oh? Is that so?"

She finished with a soft chuckle, her eyes sparkling. "Rightly so. If Young Master likes this kind of service, Xiyue can arrange for more petite maidservants to come over for you to enjoy to your heart's content. My Yao Race has beauties as numerous as clouds; they will surely satisfy you~"

Ye Xiaoyao thought to himself: Good grief, she really does take me for an old pervert!

There's no explaining this away now!

His expression turned solemn as he said seriously, "No, no, no. Fairy, you've indeed misunderstood me. I really didn't do anything to her. I'm not the kind of person you think I am."

Seeing his upright and serious expression, Nangong Xiyue knew he wasn't lying.

Her heart couldn't help but relax. She hadn't expected Ye Xiaoyao to actually withstand the temptation; it seemed he was indeed a man worthy of entrusting one's life to.

Thinking of this, Nangong Xiyue felt a secret joy, and a brilliant smile appeared on her face.

She said softly, "Even if you did, so what? You are my benefactor. As long as you like it, you can do whatever you want. I hope you can live happily and freely here. Besides, I was the one who let her stay here to serve you. If Young Master helped me teach her a lesson, it counts as venting my anger. I couldn't be happier!"

Ye Xiaoyao felt a bit puzzled seeing her sudden change in expression.

He couldn't fathom what this Fairy with unfathomable cultivation was thinking.

The Yao Race and Human Race possessed similarly complex emotions; Nangong Xiyue's current performance was no different from a human woman's.

Knowing he couldn't clear up the misunderstanding, he stopped trying to force an explanation.

He would let Nangong Xiyue think whatever she wanted.

Whether she saw him as an old pervert with special fetishes or a gentleman who stayed away from women, it didn't matter to him anymore.

Regardless, after Cultivating for a while longer, he would set off to leave for the Central Province.

After all, his several stunning Dao Companions were still waiting for him; he couldn't keep them waiting too long.

There was another very important point: he had the Pure Yang Sacred Body, and the essence of pure yang within his body would continuously accumulate.

It had to be regulated and released every so often, otherwise he would die from his body exploding!

Over the past half-month, besides Cultivating the ninth revolution of the Nine Revolutions Hegemon Body Art, he had also Cultivated the Great Evolution Spirit Refining Art to the stage of Major Achievement.

His Divine Sense had greatly increased, allowing him to release Divine Sense and pressure equivalent to the Late Stage Core Formation despite his Early Stage Core Formation cultivation.

This meant that if his cultivation reached the Late Stage Core Formation, his Divine Sense would be enough to rival the Early or even Middle Stage Nascent Soul.

But at the same time, he was constantly suppressing the restless essence of pure yang in his body.

It had been nearly two months since his last regulation and release.

If he hadn't gradually mastered more Advanced suppression methods, he would be unable to hold it back by now.

Speaking of which, he really did want to regulate and release during this time.

Unfortunately, his several Dao Companions weren't by his side.

Although he had a petite loli like Bai Zhirou serving him, he ultimately maintained his bottom line and hadn't overstepped in the slightest.

Even if he really needed the regulation, he suppressed the thought.

As for those intimate actions he did to Bai Zhirou, they were purely to discipline her so she would completely submit to him as her master.

Ye Xiaoyao was about to ask Nangong Xiyue why she had come when she spoke first.

She gave him a gentle smile and said, "Young Master, Xiyue has been busy handling clan affairs lately and couldn't come to visit."

"Today I have some free time and specifically came to greet you. I hope Young Master doesn't mind?"

She only mentioned her purpose now, as if the teasing from earlier had never happened.

Ye Xiaoyao shook his head and laughed. "How could I? It's my honor that the Fairy came to see me!"

"Besides, thanks to the Fairy's care during this time, my Cultivation has been very fast. I'm almost touching the Bottleneck of the Middle Stage Core Formation."

Nangong Xiyue nodded her jade-like head and smiled sweetly. "That's good. I was worried Young Master wouldn't be used to it here, but it seems I was overthinking. Right, since Young Master is about to Breakthrough, there's no need to rush. Why not take a day of rest today?"

"I happen to have nothing to do as well. How about I accompany Young Master to chat and play a game of chess?"

Ye Xiaoyao didn't know what Nangong Xiyue had up her sleeve.

But Cultivation emphasized a balance between work and rest; naturally, one should relax appropriately.

And since Nangong Xiyue had invited him for tea and chess, how could he refuse?

Nangong Xiyue was an absolute top-tier beauty; being able to talk with her was a wonderful thing!

He smiled and immediately nodded in agreement. "Sure, I happen to want to relax too."

"Since the Fairy has invited me, it would be rude to refuse. It is naturally my honor. Let's compete in chess skills together!"

After saying that, he made a "please" gesture toward Nangong Xiyue.

The two walked side by side and sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

The stone table was carved from a single piece of white jade, its surface smooth as a mirror, glowing warmly in the dusk.

Nangong Xiyue took out a chessboard from thin air and placed it on the table.

The chessboard was made of fine black jade, with nineteen lines in each direction, as straight as if cut by a blade.

The chess jars were also made of the same black jade, containing black and white chess pieces.

The pieces were round and smooth; the black ones as deep as the night, the white ones as warm as the moon.

Ye Xiaoyao made a casual gesture.

After a moment, a purple clay teapot and two tea cups flew out from the house, landing steadily on the stone table.

High-grade Spiritual Tea was already brewed inside the pot, steam curling up with a overflowing tea fragrance.

He had used his Divine Sense technique to control the tea brewing and hadn't ordered Bai Zhirou to do it.

Nangong Xiyue didn't say much upon seeing this.

She didn't want Bai Zhirou coming over to serve them either, lest she be an eyesore.

Seeing Ye Xiaoyao brew the tea himself instead of calling Bai Zhirou over made her even more pleased.

Ye Xiaoyao manipulated the purple clay pot to pour a cup of Spiritual Tea for himself and Nangong Xiyue each.

The tea liquid was a clear golden color, rippling slightly in the white porcelain cups.

Nangong Xiyue smiled elegantly as she picked up her cup and took a light sip.

As the tea entered her mouth, she slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes and praised:

"Not bad. This tea has a rich fragrance and a long-lasting aftertaste; it is truly a rare fine tea."

Ye Xiaoyao also picked up his cup, took a sip, and smiled:

"I bought this tea from an Immortal City before. It's decent enough."