Chapter 19: An Unexpected Confession and a Fated Journey

Hearing Qin Yangjun speak thus, Ah Ling’s heart already confirmed that her young master had truly taken a liking to Yu Lingyue.

That woman certainly possessed a peculiar charm, yet precisely because of it, Ah Ling increasingly felt that her young master was simply drawn to her by youthful vigor.

But he couldn’t lower himself for such a reason.

Thus, in a moment of impetuousness, she blurted out:

“If Young Master desires such matters, and you do not find Ah Ling beneath you, Ah Ling can also serve.”

Only after speaking did Ah Ling realize the audacity of her words; she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth, her pretty face flushing crimson.

At that moment, Yu Lingyue, who was outside, stiffened, and Qin Yangjun, just about to drink some water, also trembled.

He had never expected Ah Ling to utter such explosive words so suddenly.

It was inconceivable that merely sending some cultivation resources would lead her to such a conclusion.

‘Wait! She couldn’t possibly think he was pursuing Hua Yaoyao, could she?!’

‘No wonder her initial questions had been so peculiar; it turned out she had misunderstood from the very beginning.’

Though Hua Yaoyao was beautiful, the current Qin Yangjun had no mind for romantic entanglements.

Qin Yangjun looked up at Ah Ling, who was now covering her mouth with a faintly blushing face, her gaze averted.

It seemed she had truly misconstrued the situation.

However, Qin Yangjun couldn’t fault her; after all, he had previously gifted cultivation insights, a treasured sword, and now cultivation resources.

Such an ambiguous attitude would lead anyone to think along those lines.

How, then, should he explain himself?

If he didn’t acknowledge it, he wouldn’t be able to explain the reasons to Ah Ling; his kindness towards Hua Yaoyao was too complex to elucidate, and Qin Yangjun didn’t know how to begin.

Yet, if he failed to explain, Ah Ling might feel he didn’t trust her, potentially creating a rift that could cost him his valuable assistant.

It seemed he could only concede; after all, only he and Ah Ling would know, and no third person would be privy to it.

“Ahem, Ah Ling, such matters must proceed step by step. Who immediately thinks of such things? Wouldn’t that be like a pervert?”

“So, Young Master, you truly like Junior Sister, then?”

“Something like that.”

Qin Yangjun awkwardly scratched his cheek with his index finger; truthfully, he was not adept at speaking, and lying easily betrayed his guilt.

In Ah Ling’s eyes, however, this appeared as shyness; she had never before seen such a side to her young master.

‘Isn’t he just an ordinary big boy…’

Qin Yangjun’s demeanor unexpectedly awakened something deep within Ah Ling.

“What about Ah Ling, then? Young Master can do anything, you know…”

As she spoke, Ah Ling’s body leaned slightly forward, and she even gently tugged at the fabric over her chest, hinting at a glimpse of her alluring décolletage.

Sometimes, a veil of mystery is more potent in stirring desire.

This seductive appearance genuinely ignited a flame within Qin Yangjun.

Ah Ling was exceedingly beautiful; even her simple attire could not conceal her subtle, alluring charm.

With her delicate features and graceful figure, no man could fail to be captivated.

The primary reason for this allure was likely her half-Heavenly Fox bloodline.

It seemed the inherent seductiveness in her blood was slowly awakening.

Incidentally, her full-blooded Heavenly Fox sister was also connected to another protagonist.

Qin Yangjun was a normal man; he harbored such desires.

Though Ah Ling presented herself as ripe for the taking, he was unwilling to act upon his impulses with her.

There were two reasons.

Firstly, losing his virginity and expending his primal yang before reaching the Nascent Soul stage would adversely affect his cultivation.

Secondly, the sentiments Ah Ling displayed towards Qin Yangjun in the novel were mostly loyalty, a willingness to sacrifice everything for him.

The main reason for this loyalty stemmed from Qin Yangjun’s sister having adopted her; she was simply repaying that great kindness to Qin Yangjun.

The Qin Yangjun in the novel had taken advantage of Ah Ling after losing the grand competition, solely for the sake of venting his frustration.

‘That person was a beast, but he was not.’

Subsequently, Qin Yangjun suppressed the burgeoning unrest within him and averted his gaze.

“Ahem, Ah Ling, please don’t.”

At that moment, Ah Ling was abruptly jolted awake, realizing that her actions had been nothing short of seduction.

When had she become so brazen?

At this thought, Ah Ling’s face burned even hotter, and she wondered how she could have uttered such audacious words earlier.

She covered her face with both hands, unable to meet Qin Yangjun’s gaze.

“I’m sorry, Young Master… Ah Ling doesn’t know what came over her…”

At that moment, Ah Ling wished she could simply disappear into the ground.

“Young Master, just pretend you didn’t hear anything.”

Covering her face, Ah Ling scurried into the house.

Qin Yangjun, too, frantically fanned himself with his golden silk fan, as if trying to use the cool air to calm himself.

Outside the house, Yu Lingyue’s face was as red as an apple.

She felt lightheaded, partly due to Ah Ling’s bold declaration.

And partly due to this Senior Brother’s “confession.”

Although she had sensed that this Senior Brother was interested in her, her heart still fluttered with a nervous excitement upon confirming it directly from his own lips.

Her initial impression of Qin Yangjun had been excellent, and after witnessing his valiant performance on the arena today, her affection for him had only grown.

It was a common truth that beauties admired heroes.

Now, hearing such words from him directly, her maiden’s heart began to throb.

She pressed her hands tightly against her chest, as if fearing her heart might leap out.

Originally, she had intended to return the storage pouch.

Now, let alone returning the storage pouch, she was too shy to even face Qin Yangjun.

“Ah Ling, I’m going out for a while. Don’t wait for me for lunch.”

Just then, Qin Yangjun’s voice echoed from the courtyard, and a flicker of panic crossed Yu Lingyue’s eyes; without a word, she immediately circulated her spiritual energy and turned to flee.

As Qin Yangjun stepped out, he noticed footsteps in the distance, but he paid them no mind; it was not uncommon for disciples to pass by this area from time to time.

Qin Yangjun put away his golden silk fan, and the Xue Yin (TL Note: A spiritual sword) flew out from his storage pouch; he leaped onto it, soaring away on his sword.

Today, he had a very important task to accomplish.

The Yuqian Sect was vast, with over a dozen mountain peaks stretching endlessly, and a colossal sect-protecting formation enveloped it, thousands of disciples spread throughout these peaks.

Even as Qin Yangjun traversed the mountains, he would occasionally encounter disciples flying on their swords.

Due to yesterday’s battle, these disciples’ admiration for Qin Yangjun had intensified; upon seeing him, most would approach to bow and greet him, to which Qin Yangjun could only respond with a polite smile.

Stopping and starting along the way, it was nearly noon before Qin Yangjun finally reached his destination.

This was the closest mountain peak to the sect-protecting formation, yet there were not many disciples on it; the disciples here did not belong to any elder, resembling more an outer sect.

Now, Qin Yangjun intended to kill someone here.

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