I Really Didn’t Want to Date My Female Disciples! - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: The Emperor Had an Urgent Matter

The Saintess was startled and said, “I’m not talking about physically, I’m talking about how to improve my relationship through other interactions.”

“It’s still sleeping together.”

The female disciple said with certainty, “It’s still sleeping together. When men and women interact freely, their relationship will improve. He’s inside of you, and you’re inside of him. This is the best way to…”

The Saintess was about to go crazy.

Why the f*ck she had such indecent subordinate.

Seeing that the Saintess was silent, the female disciple thought for a moment.

She thought carefully before saying, “What you mean is that after you have already gone on a date, shopping, and did a series of things to increase your feelings, right?”

The Saintess nodded without any expression on her face.

The female disciple cupped her chin with one hand and thought for a moment before saying, “Other than sleeping together, then the best way is a kiss…”

The Saintess’ eyeballs were about to fall out when she heard her indecent subordinate’s words.

“Kiss…”

The female disciple continued, “That’s right. Since you’ve already held hands, it means that there’s physical contact. Before sleeping together, what you need the most is a kiss to strengthen your relationship.”

The Saintess’ legs were weak, and she clenched them tightly.

Upon feeling some movements, the female disciple asked curiously, “Saintess, what’s wrong?”

Chu Wuyan quickly covered it up and said, “Nothing. I was just thinking about some cultivation techniques.”

The female disciple then said with admiration, “We’re both disciples of the same Grandmaster, but now I finally know the difference between you and me.

“You’re thinking about how to strengthen yourself all the time.

“Compared to you, I’m a lot weaker. Sometimes, I’ll have distracting thoughts and miss the mortal world…”

The female disciple suddenly felt as if she had said something wrong.

However, when she glanced at Chu Wuyan, she realized that she had not noticed the problem with her words at all.

“I understand now. You should go and rest.”

“Yes, I hope you can see through the mortal world as soon as possible and greatly improve your cultivation. I’ll take my leave now.”

When the female disciple walked out of Chu Wuyan’s cave, she felt as if something was wrong.

“The Saintess’ questions…I think I’ve asked my friends those questions before…

“Could it be…

“Is the sect going to investigate it? Grandmaster wants to use this information to check and see which disciple hasn’t seen through the mortal world?

“If that’s the case, then my words just now wouldn’t be…

“This… wouldn’t it be bad…”

The female disciple was imagining things, and she had scared herself half to death. She had made up her mind that she would definitely be more careful if the Saintess asked her questions about love again.

“During this period of time, I’ll need to be very careful when I’m going to the mortal world. Unfortunately, I miss my son…”

If the Saintess knew that her subordinate had a son, she would definitely be so shocked that her eyes would pop out.

…

After the female disciple left, the Saintess quickly took out a small notebook and recorded down the details about how to maintain a relationship.

“Holding hands, hugging, kissing. These are all part of the second stage. Now that we’re only holding hands, it seems that there’s still a long way to go.

“How do we hug?

“And how do we kiss? How do we find a topic and talk about kissing? Will Master think that I’m in a rush?”

That night, the Saintess was destined to have insomnia. For a cultivator, sleep was also one of the many stages of soul cultivation.

Before reaching the Nascent Soul stage, cultivators basically maintained all the habits of humans.

They especially needed to rest their minds.

…

Early in the morning, the medicinal kitchen that was specially provided for the Saintess was filled with the sound of giggling.

The ordinary disciples who were supposed to prepare food for the Saintess were outside, doing nothing.

The female disciple, Wang Ling, came to the door of the kitchen and asked in a frown, “What are you all doing here?”

As they were about to speak, Wang Ling pointed at a man and said, “You better start talking.”

Everyone was stunned.

The man stood up and said, “I… I… I…”

He stared at her for a long time, but he could only utter one word.

The female disciple’s expression was terrible. “What do you mean? Useless.

“No wonder you were an abandoned prince in the mortal world.”

The stuttering man had an ugly look on his face. He wanted to retort, “You… You… You… You…”

Everyone held back their laughter.

“The Saintess’ food is no small matter. If something goes wrong with her food, can you be responsible for it?”

After saying this, Wang Ling became anxious. She immediately pulled out her dagger and rushed into the kitchen.

“Who dares to occupy the Saintess’ kitchen alone…” Wang Ling rushed in angrily.

However, when she saw the person in the kitchen, she dropped her dagger to the ground.

“S-saintess…” Wang Ling froze.

The status of a Saintess was honorable and prestigious. Hence, why was she in the kitchen?

As for Chu Wuyan, when she saw Wang Ling rushing in, she did not even bat an eye at her.

Her gaze was only on the pile of black things in the pot.

“Saintess, what are you…”

Wang Ling was puzzled. ‘What is she doing in the kitchen? Is she brewing poison?’

The room was filled with black smoke. If she was a mortal, she would have long passed out.

“I’m brewing soup.”

“Brewing soup?”

The Saintess then said, “If I can’t even brew some soup, how can I refine pills?”

“You’re truly amazing, but you seem to have gone in the wrong direction.

“You can use common methods to cook and brew soup and cooking. It’s not as strict as pill-making.

“If you brew soup as strictly as making pills, then there will be problems.

“The pot you used to brew soup isn’t a pill furnace. So, if things go wrong, you might be brewing poison.”

The Saintess just kept quiet for a moment before saying, “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

Wang Ling did not know what to answer her. ‘I wanted to tell you just now, but didn’t I just get the chance?’

Of course, she did not dare to say what she was thinking.

“Saintess, you’re really kind-hearted. You want to let your servants relax for a day and cook the dishes yourself, right?”

The Saintess’ eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement. “You understand me the best. If there’s anything you don’t understand about cultivation, just come and ask me.”

Wang Ling was delighted. “Let me teach you how to brew some good soup. It’s actually very simple. You have so much talent in cultivation, so you’ll be a quick learner.”

Thus, the sound of chopping boards could be heard in the kitchen.

The servants and disciples just outside stared at each other and did not do anything.

…..

Ten days ago.

At this time, in the mortal world, in the small kingdom of Dali, a predestined fate was happening in the residence of Prince of Zhennan’s.

“This is the Wu Luo Qing Yan Palm. How come you know this technique?” Mu Wanqing looked at the handsome man in disbelief.

“Of course I know this technique. I gave this palm technique to your Master,” Duan Zhengchun said with a complicated expression.

Then, he performed other techniques.

Mu Wanqing was surprised when she saw those techniques because they were all her Master’s ultimate techniques.

“Are you my Master-in-law? That’s great! Please agree to my marriage with Duan Yu,” Mu Wanqing said.

“That’s impossible. I’m not your Master-in-law. I won’t agree to your marriage. I’ll agree to any other requests you make, aside from that one,” Duan Zhengchun said with a terrible expression

“How can you go back on your words? A second ago, you said that you would agree to any request of mine. Why did you reject my request?”

Duan Zhengchun panicked, so he just blurted out everything, “Because your Master is your mother. I’m not your Master-in-law. I’m your father.

And Duan Yu is your half-brother.”

At this moment.

“The imperial edict has arrived.”

A voice came from outside the door, and Duan Zhengchun hurriedly left the room.

“Announcement. Prince Zhennan to enter the palace immediately to meet the Emperor.”

The official who announced the imperial edict sounded very anxious.

Duan Zhengchun accepted the imperial edict and was about to ask a question when the official said, “Your Highness, you don’t need to ask anything. The Emperor has something important to say.”

He was shocked and quickly used his Qinggong to arrive at the Imperial Palace.

In the main hall, there was only the Dali Emperor alone. He was studying a painting of a treasured sword.

If Lin En was here, he would definitely recognize that this was his sword, the Blood-drinking Sword.