Inside a secret chamber within the Black-Corner Region—one that even high-rank alchemists couldn't easily probe—sat Xiao Yan, the sect master of the Xiao Sect, in seclusion…
Zi Yan was perched cross-legged on the bed, draped in a loose black robe. Her fair, jade-like legs swung lazily in the air. Compared to Qing Lin, Zi Yan was far stronger—not to mention her true form was that of a Magic Beast, which gave her a body far sturdier than any human's. Because of this, even after a "battle" with Xiao Yan, she recovered with alarming speed.
Of course, that was because Xiao Yan had been in an extremely weakened state, unable to exert even a tenth of his true power. As a result, Zi Yan had completely taken the lead. Had the circumstances been different, her outcome wouldn't have been so rosy…
Once their battle ended, the medicinal energy from the Dragon Saliva Flame Spirit Grass within Zi Yan's body gradually subsided. As it did, her body reverted back to its loli form, delivering an even heavier psychological blow to Xiao Yan. After all, that appearance constantly reminded him of how he, the so-called mighty Demonic Wrath Saint, had been thoroughly overpowered by a little demon.
Worse still, his precious first time in this life had been taken in such an utterly confusing and ridiculous fashion.
'If Hun Dai'er ever finds out about this, she'd probably laugh herself onto the floor… Or worse, she might personally come storming out of the Hun Clan to kill me.'
That thought alone was enough for Xiao Yan to swear to himself that he'd reclaim his dignity. He had to find a way to turn the tables—preferably by dragging Zi Yan over his knee and giving her the punishment she deserved. This brat was truly the type who needed a good beating every three days or she'd start tearing the roof off. If only she'd listened to his warnings earlier, he wouldn't have suffered this unwarranted disaster.
Originally, he brought her over to prevent trouble, but in the end, she had turned into the biggest problem of all...
"I say, Xiao Yan… Since the two of us did that, shouldn't you take responsibility?" Zi Yan said with a grin, her little legs swinging.
"Hey! Do you have any idea what you're saying? You're the one who forced yourself on me, alright? Shouldn't it be you who takes responsibility?" Xiao Yan's face twitched in disbelief.
"Let's set aside the facts for a moment. Don't you think you bear even a little blame?" Zi Yan placed her hands on her hips with a righteous air. "I don't care. From now on, all the pills I eat are on you. If not, I'll tell everyone it was you who—"
"You dare threaten me?" Before she could finish, Xiao Yan yanked her over. Ignoring her struggles, he flipped her around and gave her a firm slap on the butt.
Smack!
"Help! Domestic abuse!" Zi Yan cried out, struggling.
"Shut it! Say another word and no more pills for you!" Xiao Yan growled. Hmph, he was the mighty Demonic Wrath Saint! There was no way he'd be blackmailed by a little girl. Sure, she might technically be older than him in this life, but that didn't cool the fire in his chest.
As expected, when Zi Yan heard that, she immediately covered her mouth and looked at him with teary puppy eyes, signaling she'd zip it from now on.
"Will you still dare to threaten me?" Xiao Yan asked, giving her another slap.
"No, I won't!" Zi Yan shook her head pitifully.
"And will you still disobey me?" Smack!
"No more, I promise!"
Naturally, Xiao Yan didn't use much force. With Zi Yan's physical durability, even if he did, she wouldn't really be hurt. It was just that no one had ever treated her this way before—no one had ever dared to. His actions stirred something odd in her. Beneath her embarrassment and frustration, there was a flicker of… anticipation?
"Good." Smack!
"Why are you still hitting me?!" Zi Yan yelped, a little aggrieved.
"Sorry. Got a bit carried away," Xiao Yan said awkwardly. Truth be told, the feeling in his palm was rather… satisfying.
"You pervert!" Zi Yan scrambled up. But with the blush on her face and her bashful posture, she clearly wasn't all that angry.
After all the ruckus, Xiao Yan's nameless fury had subsided significantly. Now, he could finally speak to Zi Yan with a calm mind. Because of their tussle earlier, the robe that had been loosely covering her had fallen to the floor. Although she'd reverted to her younger form, her current appearance would've driven certain unsavory types wild.
Xiao Yan, fortunately, had no such fetishes. He immediately averted his gaze and turned his back. Zi Yan opened her mouth to tease him, but he shut her up with a flick to the forehead. Having dealt with Qing Lin's constant affections lately, he was well-versed in handling clingy girls.
Once his anger had settled, Xiao Yan retrieved a set of girl's clothes from his storage ring and handed them to her. Thanks to his time cohabiting with Xiao Yixian and looking after Qing Lin, he always kept a few spare outfits for little girls. While the fit wasn't perfect, it was better than nothing.
After getting Zi Yan dressed, Xiao Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking her over again, he suddenly remembered something important and asked, "Can you still transform into that previous form again?"
The Dragon Saliva Flame Spirit Grass was indeed potent. Zi Yan's aura had jumped straight to the Dou Huang level. Sure, Xiao Yan had been feeding her all kinds of heavenly treasures, and this breakthrough had been inevitable. But under normal conditions, such a leap would've required prolonged closed-door cultivation.
Yet, with the help of that herb, she had leaped directly past the bottleneck between peak Dou Wang and Dou Huang.
But what intrigued Xiao Yan the most wasn't just the breakthrough—it was her transformation into that mature form. Even in his weakened state, he could clearly sense that the adult Zi Yan was far stronger than her loli version.
And that wasn't just intuition. He'd experienced it firsthand, so he knew it without a doubt.
However, she had only been able to maintain that form briefly before reverting back. Xiao Yan was curious whether she could do it again on her own—or if it had only happened because of the herb. If she could switch forms freely, it would be a massive boost to her combat prowess.
"What? Don't tell me you like that form?" Zi Yan blinked, clearly misunderstanding his intentions.
"I'm asking a serious question! What's going through that head of yours?" Xiao Yan rolled his eyes. "And who told you I liked that form?"
"Qing Lin did."
"..."
Xiao Yan was speechless. At that moment, he suddenly realized that perhaps the one who needed a spanking wasn't just Zi Yan. Heaven knew what nonsense Qing Lin had been spreading…
(End of Chapter)
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