Chapter 785: Ascending to the Divine World (2/2)

At one point, Huang Xiaolong found himself enjoying it. In that instant, Huang Xiaolong looked at the woman in front of him, slightly dazed.

A short while later, when Huang Xiaolong came to his senses, he realized that Saint Mother Yao Chi had pulled him all the way to the edge of the pond.

“We’re here.” Saint Mother Yao Chi exhaled, her breath like magnolia swaying in the breeze. She turned around and looked at Huang Xiaolong, “Xiaolong, take off your robe and enter the pond straight to the bottom. This way, it will be easier for you to absorb the water element spiritual energy.”

Huang Xiaolong nodded then proceeded to take off his robe, revealing his firm muscles. A masculine scent was carried by the faint breeze in Saint Mother Yao Chi’s direction.

Looking at Huang Xiaolong’s naked torso, she unknowingly became flustered and shy, but Huang Xiaolong had already leaped into the pond. Reaching the bottom of the pond, he sat cross-legged and began circulating his qi according to the Yaochi Sacred Canon cultivation technique.

Watching Huang Xiaolong entering the pond, Saint Mother Yao Chi secretly breathed in relief. Contradictorily, she was also feeling down. Her beautiful eyes looked unblinkingly at the figure at the bottom of the pond.

In the past month, she also knew that her intimate actions toward this legacy disciple were treading over a dangerous line. But, frustratingly, every time she saw Huang Xiaolong, she couldn’t stop herself.

Her eyes dimmed, sighing with lament. ‘Then, let things go with the flow.’

In the following half a year, Huang Xiaolong would come to practice at the pond every morning. In the afternoon, Saint Mother Yao Chi would continue to pass the Yaochi Sect’s alchemy techniques and other things to him.

What astounded her was that Huang Xiaolong’s alchemy talent far exceeded her imagination. In merely half a year’s time, Huang Xiaolong had mastered the Yaochi Three Hands Blooming technique.

Although Huang Xiaolong had yet to be able to use the Yaochi Three Hands Blooming technique to the point of creating ‘thousands of flowers dancing with just a thought’, his achievement was sufficiently shocking in a short six months.

According to her knowledge, even the founder of the Yaochi Sect spent more than a year before mastering the same technique.

Time flowed. Very soon, a year had passed.

Initially, Saint Mother Yao Chi had thought that Huang Xiaolong would need at least ten years of her guidance before he could succeed in everything she taught him, but she discovered at the end of one year that she no longer had anything to teach Huang Xiaolong.

Only now did she understand how overwhelmingly talented Huang Xiaolong was. Most of all, Saint Mother Yao Chi was amazed by Huang Xiaolong’s memorising ability. Regardless of what it was, Huang Xiaolong could remember it in its entirety after reading or hearing it just once.

Now, standing at the edge of the pond and watching the figure at the bottom, Saint Mother Yao Chi found that she felt heavy reluctance as the day of her ascent to the Divine World drew closer.

There was affection in her eyes looking at Huang Xiaolong’s handsome masculine face.

Another half a year passed.

On this day, when Huang Xiaolong arrived at Saint Mother Yao Chi’s yard, she held his hand as usual as they walked into the hall. With a serious and somber expression, she placed the Yaochi Sect successor token into his hands.

Watching Huang Xiaolong lower his head as he received the token respectfully, Saint Mother Yao Chi hesitated. Her lips moved slowly, “Xiaolong, from now on, you’re the Yaochi Sect’s new Leader, I hope you will bring glory to our sect.” She paused for a second then added, “I have nothing more to teach you, so I decided to ascend to the Divine World tomorrow.”

Hearing that Saint Mother Yao Chi had decided to ascend the next day, Huang Xiaolong shook noticeably, the sadness of parting rippled across his heart.

In the last year and a half, even though they were master and disciple, there were feelings that surpassed a master-disciple relationship.

Huang Xiaolong wasn’t blind to the affection that Saint Mother Yao Chi had for him. It had long crossed the line of master-disciple. As for Huang Xiaolong, it would be a lie to say he didn't feel anything for her…