The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 44 - 43: Daoist Junior Martial Uncle

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Every now and then, Chu Huaixu would gain experience points due to the dual effects of the water blade and the Body Tempering Liquid.

But his mind wasn’t entirely focused on that right now.

—He was somewhat distracted and restless.

Han Shuangjiang was soaked all over.

Whether it was the outer robe or the inner garment, even the innermost undergarments, all clung to her snow-white skin.

Once the undergarments got wet, they even wedged into the crevice of her buttocks.

Plus, the water blade, though ruthless, was considerate, cutting just at the right spots.

The tattered clothes, under the rushing water, would occasionally reveal patches of skin.

Chu Huaixu could see that her skin was pale white.

If it got a bit wet, it appeared even whiter.

The only flaw was that the water in the pool was a light blue-black, not deep in color but not clear either.

The view was somewhat obscured, and the parts covered by water had a kind of haziness.

Yet, the more hazy it was, the more even slight touches were magnified, making one’s thoughts wander.

To tell the truth, during this period, Chu Huaixu hadn’t entertained many thoughts about romantic matters with this stunning beauty before him.

He had just crossed over, and had a vague feeling of alienation towards the entire Profound Yellow Realm.

Sometimes, he even treated it like a game and not a real world.

Moreover, due to his profession, he had a slight aversion to women, which made him even less interested in such matters.

However, intimacy really can create an indescribable effect.

It’s like someone who has been childhood friends with a beautiful woman, treating her like a buddy because they grew up together.

But once there’s some unusual physical contact, it might change the nature of the friendship!

You’d suddenly think: Why didn’t I notice her great figure before?

Why didn’t I realize how white her skin was before?

Why didn’t I think her lips were so beautifully shaped before?

—The human body holds its terrifying power!

Perhaps it’s for this reason that many people like to mention the term—physiological attraction.

And as for why Chu Huaixu didn’t feel embarrassed earlier, and directly told her not to move.

It’s purely because men and women are different, some physical reactions he can’t hide.

Han Shuangjiang soaking in the water, is actually not a big deal even if something did happen to the rich family girl.

But Chu Huaixu is different, because the two of them are in close proximity, easily touching.

If it really reached that point and she noticed, that would truly be social death!

So, he chose to remind her verbally. If you don’t behave, that’s your own problem.

Anyway, he’s going to play the role of non-stick for himself.

The ambiguous atmosphere continued to ferment, causing both of them to somewhat forget they were undergoing a senior’s trial.

Since Han Shuangjiang was already able to dodge most of the water blades, Chu Huaixu simply wasn’t afraid of pain.

Moreover, it seemed that his recovery speed from wounds was faster than hers, which was quite strange.

Even stranger was that despite the strong medicinal scent, he could still smell the clear fragrance from her body.

Many times, the more handsome the man and beautiful the woman, the more afraid they are of the atmosphere inadvertently reaching that peak!

Chu Huaixu glanced at her from the corner of his eye, now only feeling that Han Shuangjiang perfectly embodied the description of radiant and graceful.

And she wasn’t just the delicate type of beauty; she had a more grand presence.

Her face wasn’t that cold anymore, adding a bit of brilliance.

If he looked down, he could see she was quite well-endowed. Those round plumpness, half submerged, half above water, just enough to reveal a deep cleavage.

Time ticked away, and the number of water blades would increase every now and then.

After hesitating for a while, Han Shuangjiang broke the silence first: "Are you sure that as long as we endure the time, this round of trial will end?"

"I’m sure," Chu Huaixu said in a deep voice.

For some reason, his voice seemed rougher than usual now.

"Oh." She responded, then tried to pull her plump roundness inward.

At the moment, both their hands were gripping the protrusions on the stone wall beneath the water.

Han Shuangjiang didn’t quite understand why Chu Huaixu was so certain this round of trial was about enduring time.

But she chose to believe it.

Little did she know, in Chu Huaixu’s eyes, the senior who designed this test was truly malicious.

The average person’s pain threshold wouldn’t be as exaggerated as his.

Facing "underwater flaying", if they couldn’t find a way to break through, they would surely choose to swim back to shore first.

After all, you can think on shore; there’s no reason to endure blades underwater for clearer thoughts.

Thus, when you enter the water again, hey! The countdown resets!

If you don’t endure for the full half hour, you’ll never find a way through!

"Old pervert, do you just love tormenting people so much?" Chu Huaixu couldn’t understand this person’s intentions.

At this moment, Han Shuangjiang, with her cheeks slightly flushed, glanced at Chu Huaixu’s arms around her.

His sleeves had already been sliced to shreds by the water blades.

"Does he really not feel any pain?" she wondered to herself.

After hesitating again, Han Shuangjiang spoke once more: "Are you really okay?"

For some reason, Chu Huaixu answered somewhat coquettishly: "It’s fine, I can endure it."

"Oh," Han Shuangjiang said again.

But inside she thought: Since he’s enduring, he must be in quite a lot of pain and suffering, right?

But for her, at this moment, the prolonged silence between the two made her even more uncomfortable.

Another thing is... what if someone else comes in?

Liu Chengqi’s group is still stuck outside.

But no one can be certain whether someone might suddenly burst in.

By then, the rather seductive scene underwater would be seen by outsiders.

This was something she absolutely couldn’t accept.

Therefore, Han Shuangjiang was extremely nervous at the moment.

Those in the know are aware that the matters between men and women, the more dangerous, the more sensitive and thrilling.

This unusual feeling left her at a loss, her delicate body growing warmer.

"How much longer?" Han Shuangjiang asked again, trying to find something to talk about.

"About the time it takes to burn a stick of incense," Chu Huaixu replied.

"How do you know?"

"Don’t ask. Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand."

"If you don’t tell me, how do you know I wouldn’t understand?" she turned her head and asked with a frown.

As a result of moving her body, affected by buoyancy, she couldn’t control herself, causing her to brush up against Chu Huaixu’s body again.

This startled Chu Huaixu, who hurriedly moved his butt backward, warning his lower self not to react.

Damn, I’m here to seize opportunities, not this kind of opportunity.

Realizing her mistake again, Han Shuangjiang quickly turned her head back, her body stiffening, her plump hips tingling more.

The two fell into silence again, barely able to continue the conversation.

Chu Huaixu, hearing her repeatedly trying to find topics, knew perfectly well her intent to use conversation to ease the awkwardness and divert attention.

If the silence persisted, the physical sensations would become more acute!

He did have a topic, but had never found the right opportunity to talk to her about it.

Could he now take advantage of the situation?

"There’s something I’ve always wanted to ask you," he suddenly said.

Han Shuangjiang woke from her daydream: "Ah... go ahead, ask."

"Where did you meet that storyteller?" Chu Huaixu, unexpectedly joining the Daoist sect, needed more information.

"In Liu County," she did not hide.

"What impression did you have of him?" he continued, trying to gain more insight.

"I can’t quite say, feels like a master who enjoys life," Han Shuangjiang replied.

"Why do you think so?" he asked again.

Han Shuangjiang, eager for conversation, naturally spoke without reservations at this moment.

"It just felt like he was a bit frivolous because it seemed like he couldn’t help but check himself out whenever there was a reflective surface." She answered somewhat tactfully.

Chu Huaixu understood; basically, the guy was ridiculously vain.

It was like when he was a student, there were always some image-conscious guys who loved to mess with their hair in the bathroom, some even bought little mirrors to keep in their desks.

But he currently had no intention of laughing.

The reason was simple; he’d already guessed who this person was.

"Being able to have Li Chunsong personally come down the mountain to greet him, enjoying life, and such vanity... "

"Mainly because of extreme vanity!"

"This storyteller is very likely the Junior Martial Uncle of Li Chunsong and others!"

A person who was once a cultivator at the Ninth Realm, an individual standing at the top of the world!

After coming to the Daoist sect, Chu Huaixu always felt a strong sense of insecurity.

After all, he was very clear that Li Chunsong, this inveterate gambler, had made an error.

Purely by accident, he was brought up the mountain, causing him and Xu Ziqing to switch roles.

No secret can be kept forever; all this would be discovered sooner or later.

Although Chu Huaixu had previously prepared for this, emphasizing that he’d never actually met the storyteller.

But these were merely small tricks.

In front of a true giant in cultivation, all minor cleverness is futile.

However, if, by a twist of fate, what you’ve picked up is a pearl covered in dust?

If polished, it might just truly shine, illuminating mountains and rivers as the poem puts it.

The inveterate gambler would only think he gained a lucky windfall, a fortune...

Hey, since this young genius has shown up, right?

Then simply let him stay at our Daoist sect!

Therefore, Chu Huaixu always felt an urgency to cultivate, a sense of crisis.

Upon learning the storyteller was that legendary figure, Chu Huaixu’s alarm bells went off immediately.

The reason was simple; this Daoist Junior Martial Uncle had a heavy propensity to kill, decisive and unhesitating.

—— He proves his Dao by killing.

He was already a great cultivator at a very young age.

The most well-known label attached to Junior Martial Uncle is [Jiazi Demon-Vanquishing].

It doesn’t mean he went down the mountain during a certain [Jiazi year] to vanquish the demons.

Rather, he killed for an entire Jiazi down the mountain.

—— He killed for sixty whole years.

At this thought, even Chu Huaixu shivered a little.

Han Shuangjiang frowns, her body tense, legs tight, and plump rear clenched, wondering if it was a bodily illusion:

"Did he just shiver a little?" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

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