10: Pfft~ That rebellious disciple is just too cute!

As Qin Feng's words fell.

The air in the entire main hall seemed to be sucked dry in that instant.

Time froze.

Space solidified.

An indescribable terrifying pressure erupted from the high and mighty main seat, like a celestial river pouring down, instantly engulfing Qin Feng!

Crack—

The jade floor tiles beneath Qin Feng's feet cracked into spiderweb-like fissures without any warning.

All the bones in his body groaned, as if they would be crushed into powder by this immense power in the next second.

The scene before his eyes began to distort. His cold and exquisitely beautiful Revered Master's figure became blurry and distant. Only the fleeting, chilling Killing Intent in her phoenix eyes, capable of freezing one's Divine Soul, remained clear!

The wrath of a Mahayana Peak expert, even a trace of it, was something a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator like him could never withstand.

Qin Feng's mind went blank.

It's over.

He messed up.

The flame of 'ambition' that had just ignited within him was as fragile as a flickering candle in the wind before this absolute power, about to be extinguished instantly.

However, just as Qin Feng thought he was doomed and about to pay a bloody price for his 'self-reliance'.

That destructive pressure, like a tide, receded without a trace in an instant.

“Pfft—”

A very faint, uncontrollable laugh came from the main seat.

Very soft, very subtle.

Yet it clearly reached Qin Feng's ears, surprising him even more than the Killing Intent from before.

Qin Feng struggled to raise his head, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

He saw.

His Revered Master, Zhao Muxue, who was as cold as a celestial being and as noble as the moon, was covering her red lips with one hand. Her phoenix eyes, which were originally cold and sharp, were now curved into beautiful crescent moons.

As her gaze shifted, there was no trace of Killing Intent.

Instead, it was... full of smiles!

On her fair, jade-like cheeks, two alluring blushes appeared from trying to suppress her laughter, and even her snow-white swan neck was tinged with a faint pink.

She... was laughing?

Qin Feng was utterly stunned.

“Rebellious Disciple...”

Zhao Muxue lowered her hand and tried hard to compose herself, wanting to regain her Revered Master's solemnity, but the curve of her lips, which she couldn't suppress, completely betrayed her current mood.

“You...”

She looked at Qin Feng's face, pale from surviving a catastrophe and somewhat blank from extreme confusion, and finally couldn't help but let out another laugh.

This Rebellious Disciple!

That desperate, fearless look just now, he really put on a good act.

That gaze, that Aura, for a moment, even she thought this Rebellious Disciple might have been taken by Possession by some old monster, ready to fight her to the death.

But what happened?

As soon as she released her pressure, he immediately cowered.

That look of being scared Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, yet stubbornly holding on, was just like a little kitten with its fur bristling, trembling, trying to challenge a true tiger with its tender claws.

Adorable.

Truly... too adorable!

An unprecedented emotion, one even unfamiliar to herself, surged within Zhao Muxue's heart.

It wasn't a Revered Master's appreciation for a Disciple.

But rather a feeling of both exasperation and amusement, mixed with a hint of proud satisfaction, like seeing one's carefully raised pet finally learn to scratch people.

She had thought she was raising a Peerless Immortal Flower that needed careful nurturing.

It wasn't until last night that she discovered she was actually raising a biting wolf cub.

And just now, she found that this wolf cub seemed far more interesting than she had imagined.

If that girl Yaoer could handle him, could she, his Revered Master, be inferior to her?

Thinking of Qin Feng's domineering and assertive manner in Lin Yao's Immortal Cave, and then comparing it to his cowardly yet stubborn appearance before her, a strange imbalance surged in Zhao Muxue's heart.

Why?

I was first!

I was the first to be bullied by you, this Rebellious Disciple!

And I was the first... to be attracted to you.

“I am the one who defied my Revered Master...”

Zhao Muxue murmured softly in her heart, her eyes flickering.

“How can the cabbage I've raised for so long be eaten by other pigs? He's mine!”

Having figured this out, Zhao Muxue's gaze towards Qin Feng completely changed.

It was no longer judgment, nor teasing.

Instead, it was a hunter's scrutinizing gaze, full of strong possessiveness and keen interest.

She decided.

She would personally 'train' this Rebellious Disciple.

She would make him understand who his true Revered Master was!

“Alright.”

Zhao Muxue spoke slowly, her voice regaining its coldness, but with a hint of playfulness.

She looked at Qin Feng, saying word by word, “Since you want to start early, then I, your Revered Master, will grant your wish.”

Qin Feng's heart tightened, and he had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Zhao Muxue's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

“My supervision, as your Revered Master, is always thorough.”

“Starting tonight, you will move into the side hall of my Immortal Cave.”

“Without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of the Immortal Cave even half a step!”

“Your diet, daily life, Cultivation routine, everything must be carried out under my watchful eye.”

After she finished speaking, her red lips curved into a cold arc, filled with a sense of absolute control.

“Rebellious Disciple, are you willing?”

Qin Feng's mouth slightly opened, unable to utter a single word.

He had thought that choosing to fight back was his first step towards freedom and dignity.

He never expected.

This step directly turned his fixed-term imprisonment into a life sentence!

And it was under 24-hour, no-blind-spot supervision, right next to the person he most wanted to escape from and feared facing the most!

It would have been better to just slap me to death earlier!

Qin Feng roared internally, but on his face, he could only force out a smile uglier than crying.

“Disciple... is absolutely... willing.”