After stretching out, Yi Ting saw Qin Luo sitting in front of her. Her eyes were filled with confusion for a moment, and she murmured:
"Looks like I'm still not fully awake; my master is still right in front of me..."
After Yiting finished speaking, she naturally placed her hands on the table and then leaned her face closer!
Qin Luo's face immediately darkened. So this was how she treated him in her dream! No wonder she was smiling while she was asleep.
This made him annoyed, so he pressed his finger against her forehead to stop her from taking such a reckless action.
"Master...Master!"
This sudden movement startled Yiting awake. Her still somewhat lazy eyes widened instantly, and a blush spread across her face. She quickly pulled her head back, like a frightened fawn.
Then, her gaze fell on the uneasy, tangled hands under the table, her face filled with bewilderment.
"Oh no, this isn't a dream, so what I just did was...!"
Yiting's heart was pounding, her mind was in chaos, and she didn't know how to face the situation before her.
The scene that had just unfolded kept replaying in her mind, making her feel both shy and nervous. She bit her lip, trying to calm herself down, but her wildly beating heart just wouldn't stop.
Qin Luo glared at his rebellious disciple, but he couldn't scold or hit her, fearing he'd shatter her fragile heart again. He could only say calmly:
"This will not be allowed to happen again!"
Upon hearing this, Yi Ting finally breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully handed him the pills she had spent the entire night refining, and whispered:
"Master, this is the Spirit Awakening Pill that I refined according to your requirements. Please take a look."
Her blush had not yet faded, and her eyes were fixed on the table, not daring to look at him at all.
Qin Luo frowned slightly, looking at Yi Ting's cautious appearance, and felt even more helpless.
He reached out and picked up the Qi Ling Dan that Yi Ting handed him. After opening it, a rich fragrance wafted out, revealing round, lustrous pills inside.
They were all top-grade Spirit Awakening Pills!
"Did you make all of these?"
Qin Luo suppressed his shock and asked calmly.
"Yes, Master, is there something wrong with the quality of the pills?"
Her voice was barely audible, and she still dared not look up at Qin Luo.
One, two, three... fifteen! Qin Luo counted the pills and found that there were as many as fifteen, which was exactly the amount of medicinal herbs he had stored yesterday.
Thinking of this, he suddenly grabbed Yiting's wrist, and a wisp of spiritual energy probed within her body.
Suddenly, Qin Luo was shocked. He realized that Yi Ting's cultivation was just a hair's breadth away from the fourth stage of the Spiritual Awareness Realm. She could probably break through with a little cultivation today.
This wasn't what surprised him the most; rather, it was that she could cultivate so quickly without taking any pills.
Damn! Her technique is different from mine. Could it really be the same technique?
He silently lamented the injustice of fate.
Yi Ting was taken aback by Qin Luo's sudden action. Her face flushed slightly, and she stammered, "Master, it hurts a little."
Qin Luo looked and realized that because of his shock, he had accidentally applied a little too much force to her wrist, causing it to turn bright red.
"Sorry, I hurt you."
He then covered his hands with a turquoise aura, gently rubbing her reddened area, a hint of apology on his face, and said softly.
Seeing Qin Luo's gentle actions, Yi Ting felt a surge of warmth in her heart, and her blush deepened. She gently bit her lip, not daring to look Qin Luo in the eye.
As Qin Luo gently massaged her wrists, he pondered the reason for Yi Ting's unusually fast cultivation speed. That cultivation technique hadn't shown such astonishing effects when he practiced it himself, so why was Yi Ting progressing so rapidly?
But he never encountered such a problem when practicing Xia Zihan's techniques. Could it be that he went wrong somewhere?
Yi Ting felt Qin Luo's ethereal hands gently massaging her reddened arm; this close contact made her feel as if it were being massaged into her heart.
Those warm yet powerful hands, with each gentle touch, seemed to send a subtle electric current through her entire body, making her heart pound like a rapid drumbeat, almost leaping out of her throat.
At this moment, her face was as red as a ripe apple, as if it would bleed at the slightest touch. Hot breath, carrying her shyness and nervousness, wafted gently through the air. And her feet involuntarily pressed together...
She lowered her gaze, not daring to look at Qin Luo, but couldn't help but steal glances at the figure so close to her out of the corner of her eye.
The force from her hand threw her into a state of confusion, a jumble of emotions—shyness, joy, nervousness, and an indescribable feeling that was quietly spreading.
At this moment, Qin Luo, who was deep in thought, also sensed something was wrong. He looked up and saw Yi Ting standing awkwardly like a ripe apple, and an indescribable aura quietly emanated from the room.
"Ahem, I was thinking too deeply and forgot to move my hand away."
Qin Luo quickly withdrew his hand, only to see that the red spot on Yi Ting's wrist had already healed completely.
Yiting kept her head down, unsure of what to do with her hands, her body trembling slightly.
Qin Luo coughed lightly, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere:
"These are the pharmacological properties and refining methods for the other four types of pills for the Spirit Gathering Realm. Practice them diligently these next few days. You can consume the pills you refine yourself. I hope that when I come again next time, you will have broken through to the Spirit Gathering Realm!"
After Qin Luo finished speaking, he placed the papers on the table and then took out the medicinal herbs he had found in the dense forest earlier.
The sheer number of herbs filled an entire corner, and all four types of pills he wrote about were carefully selected from these medicinal materials that could be refined.
Yi Ting responded softly, her voice barely audible: "Yes, Master."
Yi Ting didn't hear what he said at all. Her mind was in complete turmoil, and her head was almost buried in his deep chest.
After Qin Luo finished speaking, he left her residence feeling quite embarrassed.
After Qin Luo left, Yi Ting rushed to her bedside and pulled the covers over her head. Her heart was still pounding, as if it would burst out of her chest.
"I'm doomed! I'm so ashamed! How am I ever going to face my master again? How could I possibly do this in front of him..."
Yi Ting tossed and turned in bed, Qin Luo's image and the scene that had just made her heart race kept replaying in her mind.
After a while, she gradually calmed down, slowly lifted the covers, and sat up, though the blush on her face had not yet faded.
She gently stroked her wrist, which Qin Luo had rubbed, as if his warmth still lingered there.
He then slowly walked to the table, picked up the papers, glanced at them, and a determined light appeared in his eyes.
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