Chapter 15: (15) Master, You Are Too Breathtakingly Beautiful

Yet, on the very day of Zi Mei’s provocation, everyone in the Ghost Fiend Palace stared in stunned silence at Zi Mei, who could no longer keep up. Following that, they began to mimic Leng Lingxue, performing one set of simple movements after another, only to discover with dismay that what appeared simple was actually incredibly difficult—harder even than the devilish training they had previously endured.

If those of them with a foundation in martial arts found it difficult to persist, how much more so for a figure as slight as Leng Lingxue? Yet, day after day, Leng Lingxue persisted, becoming more agile with every passing session. Those who had spent a few days learning from her soon discovered that their own martial arts seemed to have improved significantly.

This discovery left everyone shocked.

In turn, they became increasingly respectful toward this disciple their King had casually picked up, their admiration flowing endlessly. In the Ghost Fiend Palace, only strength could earn the respect of others, and as time passed, Leng Lingxue achieved just that. In the eyes of everyone in the Ghost Fiend Palace, she was no longer the weak, contemptible Leng Lingxue, but the beloved disciple of the Palace Master—their Miss Lingxue.

Even Zi Mei, who had originally been full of malice toward Leng Lingxue, now had to admit that Leng Lingxue was qualified to stand by Ye Luoxuan’s side. She herself would never be able to compare to Leng Lingxue, for through their interactions over these days, she increasingly realized that Leng Lingxue and Ye Luoxuan were so similar. They were both the same kind of people—rulers destined to look down upon everyone else.

A graceful figure lay upon the emerald grass, possessing a curvaceous, devilishly hot physique. Her ink-black hair was scattered loosely, and her peerless face, paired with those azure eyes, shone so brilliantly that one could not look away, unable to resist sinking into them. The golden dress she wore radiated a dazzling light under the sun, making it difficult for others to keep their eyes open.

Two years. She had been in the Ghost Fiend Palace for two years. In these two years, she had constantly challenged herself, finally restoring her strength to the peak state of her previous life. Her once underdeveloped, flat-chested frame was now incredibly hot, which brought Leng Lingxue immense satisfaction.

“Zi Mei, I’m hungry.” Hearing footsteps behind her, Leng Lingxue’s clear, melodious voice rang out slowly. Ye Luoxuan looked at Leng Lingxue in this state, his eyes filled with doting affection. He waved his hand, signaling Zi Mei, who was standing by and waiting, to leave, and then walked over to Leng Lingxue.

Leng Lingxue, whose sunlight had been blocked, lowered her eyes slightly and smiled brilliantly at the person who had arrived. Ye Luoxuan reached out, scooped her up from the grass, and held her in his arms. Over the past two years, everything had become so natural; even him holding her had become a habit. He gently gathered her long hair and pinned it up, still using that same jade pendant.

Leng Lingxue turned slightly and reached out to remove the half-face golden ghost mask that Ye Luoxuan wore. Gazing into his deep pupils and at that face capable of toppling kingdoms, she couldn't help but stroke his cheek. Heaven was truly unfair; how could this man be so devastatingly handsome? It made her lose confidence in her own appearance.

“Master, you are so handsome it’s infuriating,” Leng Lingxue said, parting her red lips, her tone elegant and peerless.

“Likewise, likewise,” Ye Luoxuan whispered ambiguously into Leng Lingxue’s ear, leaning down. His warm breath constantly blew into her ear, causing her body to stiffen involuntarily. What was wrong with this man? He clearly knew this was her “weak spot,” so why did he always tease her for no reason?

Could it be that her Master really had a pedophilia complex?