The Protagonist Stole My Spiritual Roots? The Heroine, Give Me a Good Birth!

602: The show-off Yu Qingcheng and Chen XuanAfter bathing, Chen Xuan carefully draped clothes over Yu Qingcheng and then took a comb to untangle her waterfall-like long hair.

With each stroke, he was exceptionally careful, fearing he might mess up a single strand.

”Hmph, if you dare to have even a hint of disloyalty, I will ensure you die without a complete corpse!”

Yu Qingcheng turned her head, a warning in her eyes, but her flushed cheeks betrayed her unusual emotions at the moment. Chen Xuan nodded silently, his hands not stopping, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

After finishing her hair, Yu Qingcheng rose and gracefully walked towards the Immortal Cave. Chen Xuan followed closely behind, like a cautious attendant.

Back in the Immortal Cave, Yu Qingcheng leaned languidly on the couch, seemingly bored. Her beautiful eyes shifted, looking at Chen Xuan, a hint of cunning flashing in them as she parted her red lips:

”Go, wash the clothes I took off yesterday. If there’s even one spot of dirt left, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” Chen Xuan mumbled an acknowledgment, took the clothes, and hurried away.

Some original flavor, he wanted.

At the Immortal Spring, Chen Xuan was rubbing the clothes, pondering other matters, when he suddenly heard a faint sound of footsteps. He looked up and saw Yu Qingcheng had quietly arrived by the stream at some point.

She stood still, gazing at Chen Xuan washing the clothes, her expression complex and hard to decipher—a mix of anger, joy, and suppressed rage.

”Washing so diligently, are you perhaps cursing me in your heart?” Yu Qingcheng parted her red lips, breaking the silence, her tone tinged with playfulness, like a teasing Fairy.

”This Junior would not dare. This Junior will naturally do his best as per Senior’s instructions.” Yu Qingcheng let out a soft snort, then gracefully moved to his side, bent down, and extended her jade-like fingers to gently touch the clothes.

”It’s quite clean, but don’t get lazy in the future, otherwise, hmph!” Yu Qingcheng gazed at Chen Xuan, her eyes gradually softening, yet still holding a hint of scrutiny, as if she wanted to see through his thoughts.

For the first time, Chen Xuan felt utterly uncomfortable being stared at by a vixen. He quickly lowered his head and continued his work.

Suddenly, Yu Qingcheng reached out and gently lifted Chen Xuan’s chin, forcing him to meet her gaze. Her eyes held both authority and a hidden trace of tenderness.

”With such Heaven-Defying talent, are you content to be humiliated by me like this forever?” Yu Qingcheng’s voice was soft, yet carried an irresistible authority.

Chen Xuan’s heart tightened. He didn’t know what she meant by this, yet he inexplicably saw a different kind of emotion in her eyes.

After a brief gaze, Chen Xuan quickly averted his eyes and whispered, ”Senior’s divine power is unmatched. This Junior is powerless to resist. I only seek to preserve my life by Senior’s side and live peacefully.”

”Ding! Yu Qingcheng’s favorability -10!”

”Huh? I thought this woman liked this type; turns out she still prefers ambitious ones!” Chen Xuan grumbled.

Yu Qingcheng withdrew her hand and stood up, her expression instantly returning to its usual coldness, like a distant ice goddess:

”Hmph, consider yourself sensible. If you dare to have any second thoughts, don’t blame me for disregarding today’s kindness. By then, I will ensure you have no burial ground!” With that, she turned and floated away.

...

In Yu Linglong’s palace.

At this moment, she was lying idly on her soft couch when Mu Qingfeng arrived on his sword, landing in front of the Immortal Cave. His expression was both concerned and a little anxious as he hurried inside: ”Master, there were intense spiritual energy fluctuations here yesterday. Did something happen?”

Yu Qingcheng raised her eyes, and seeing the newcomer, a hint of self-satisfaction flashed in them, and a slight smile played on her lips: ”It was nothing major, just dealing with a petty thief, Feng’er, no worries.”

”But... my mother, she’s gone!”

”Oh, you mean Sister Zheng? She’s currently in seclusion, and I’ve protected her!” Yu Qingcheng said indifferently.

”Oh, so that’s how it is! I didn’t expect that even our place would have a petty thief...”

No sooner had Mu Qingfeng finished speaking than Chen Xuan returned from washing clothes, stepping into the Immortal Cave and meeting Mu Qingfeng’s gaze.

Mu Qingfeng’s pupils constricted, and a flicker of fear instantly ignited in his eyes. But the next moment, he pointed and gritted his teeth:

”Chen Xuan! It’s actually you?! How did you appear in my territory?!”

He suddenly drew his sword, pointing it at Chen Xuan, his immortal power surging around him: ”With my Revered Master here, today is your death day for the grudge we have!”

Chen Xuan was about to speak. But Yu Qingcheng slowly stood up and gracefully moved to stand in front of Chen Xuan. She gently pressed down on Mu Qingfeng’s sword and said with a charming smile:

”Little Feng, don’t be impulsive. He is now my prisoner, at my mercy.”

Saying this, she turned to look at Chen Xuan, her eyes full of playfulness and triumph, ”Isn’t that right, little servant?”

”Senior speaks truly.” Chen Xuan lowered his eyes meekly, but when he looked at Mu Qingfeng, he winked.

”Servant?!” Mu Qingfeng’s mind couldn’t quite process it.

Mu Qingfeng looked at Yu Qingcheng with an incredulous expression and said, ”Master, he is our enemy. How can you let him off so easily? You even took him as a servant?!”

”Ding! The Son of Luck, Mu Qingfeng, is very angry. Reward Heaven’s Mandate Value: 10000!”

Yu Qingcheng gently shook her head, a complex expression flashing in her eyes: ”He is still useful to me for now. We’ll see how he performs in the future. If he performs well, I might spare his life.”

”But Revered Master, this person is truly too evil...”

”Hey, Brother Mu, listen to me first!” Chen Xuan slightly raised his head, interrupting Mu Qingfeng.

Then he provocatively met Mu Qingfeng’s eyes, a mocking curve on his lips, and slowly began:

”Brother Mu, actually, I am no longer the person I used to be. I have reformed! Do you know what your high and mighty Master makes me do every day?”

”Makes you do what?” Mu Qingfeng asked, following along.

”Me, every morning, I have to personally bathe her and help her change clothes. By the Immortal Pond, every inch of her skin is handled by me, and her clothes are also personally washed by me, even the most (intimate) parts, I have to do my best.” As he spoke, Chen Xuan deliberately emphasized his tone, his eyes full of playfulness and triumph.

Mu Qingfeng: ”...”

”Ding! Mu Qingfeng’s mentality is imbalanced. Reward Heaven’s Mandate Value: 30000!”

”You, what did you say?!”

”Senior, your Disciple doesn’t seem to understand what I mean!” Chen Xuan smiled, looking at Yu Qingcheng, who was slightly stunned.