The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

While waiting, Zheng Yaqin's gaze kept drifting towards the door, her heart filled with trepidation and... anticipation?

She simply couldn't fathom what kind of work tasks the carefree Chen Xuan would assign her, and she was even more worried about whether she was capable of accepting and carrying them out!

Time passed by, and just as Zheng Yaqin was lost in thought, a slight noise came from the bathroom.

A short while later, Chen Xuan finished tidying up and slowly walked out of the bathroom.

He had changed into a brand new, clean set of clothes, and looked exceptionally refreshed and neat.

"You are... Zheng Yaqin, right?" Chen Xuan asked while drying his still wet hair with a towel.

Aura can instantly dry hair, but only hair that's half-wet looks the coolest.

"Yes, it's me, I'm Zheng Yaqin!" Upon hearing Chen Xuan call out her name, Zheng Yaqin quickly stood up and answered nervously.

The next moment, Chen Xuan put down the towel in his hand and turned his gaze to the carefully dressed woman in front of him.

"Hmm, I have seen you before. You look very beautiful today!" Chen Xuan said with a slight smile.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yaqin's cheeks instantly flushed red, and she smiled shyly, saying:

"Supervisor Chen, please, please don't joke around. I know what kind of person I am."

Despite saying this, she couldn't help but feel a little happy when the person in front of her praised her beauty.

“Yes, in this area I’m in charge of, there aren’t many women as beautiful and charming as you,” Chen Xuan continued with a smile.

Faced with Chen Xuan's undisguised praise, Zheng Yaqin was momentarily at a loss for words. She simply lowered her head shyly, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with the hem of her dress.

At that moment, she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into and escape this incredibly embarrassing scene.

"Alright, I won't say anything more. Yaqin, I need to arrange your work for the next period of time," Chen Xuan said to Zheng Yaqin with a serious expression.

"Yes, please, go ahead and say it!"

"Um……"

Chen Xuan first looked around, then focused his gaze on the small stone house where he lived.

"Hmm...look at my little stone hut, doesn't it look rather simple? And the floor here is a little dirty, so...could you please help me clean it?"

Zheng Yaqin looked in the direction Chen Xuan was pointing and saw that there were unknown puddles of water on the so-called "immortal mine floor".

"Although my floor is made of mineral minerals and is quite hard, you still can't be careless when cleaning it. Remember to use a soft cloth and your hands to wipe it clean little by little."

"Hands, hands wiping the floor?!" Zheng Yaqin was stunned when she heard Chen Xuan's words.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Chen Xuan noticed Zheng Yaqin's confusion and asked.

He knew, of course, that this was a pointless and unnecessary thing for cultivators, but for Chen Xuan and Zheng Yaqin, it was just right.

"No, no problem, it's just... I've never tried wiping the floor by hand before, and I'm afraid I won't do a good enough job and won't meet your expectations..." Zheng Yaqin said timidly, but there was a clear hint of hesitation in her voice.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? Look at you, so timid and hesitant, what kind of behavior is that! You can't even make a decision about such a small thing, what great things can you accomplish in the future?"

As the ancients said, "If you can't even clean one room, how can you clean the world?" If you can't even face the cleaning of one room, what will you be able to do after you leave here? Chen Xuan suddenly straightened his face and reprimanded him seriously.

Upon hearing these stern words, Zheng Yaqin immediately fell silent, not daring to utter another word.

She lowered her head, her eyes slightly red, her heart filled with grievance. But she knew that she was now in a situation of being dependent on others, and if she offended Chen Xuan, this hard-won rest would probably be ruined.

So, despite her resentment, she could only force back her tears and whisper, "Oh..."

If she hadn't been forced by circumstances to be hired by Chen Xuan, she would have loved to stand tall and loudly question: "I am a dignified immortal, possessing extraordinary immortal techniques and supernatural powers. Why must I wipe the floor with my hands to prove myself?"

However, when faced with Chen Xuan in real life, she dared not ask him.

Seeing the aggrieved beauty in front of him, Chen Xuan suddenly laughed: "Actually, wiping the floor with your hands can also be considered a kind of cultivation. Only through this method can you better comprehend my... cough cough, the power of the immortal ore."

"Cultivation?" Zheng Yaqin stared wide-eyed at Chen Xuan in disbelief.

“That’s right, it is cultivation. It is for you, and it is for me as well. As for what kind of cultivation it is, I think you can only understand it when you do it,” Chen Xuan explained.

"Is that so..." Zheng Yaqin fell into deep thought after hearing Chen Xuan's explanation.

"That's right, exactly! And you just said you don't have any relevant experience, but I'm right here with you! If you encounter any situations that confuse you or you don't know how to handle, I'll definitely stay by your side and give you guidance!"

Chen Xuan smiled, his gaze softening as he looked at Zheng Yaqin's charming face.

The next moment, his gaze involuntarily fell on Zheng Yaqin's graceful figure, and a heart-pounding image suddenly flashed into his mind:

Such a voluptuous, stunningly beautiful, and alluring woman, if she were kneeling on the ground, painstakingly wiping the floor with her delicate, white hands, her erection...

No, I can't keep thinking about this anymore, or I don't know what the consequences will be!

Thinking of this, Chen Xuan quickly shook his head, trying to banish this romantic thought from his mind.

Unfortunately, it was unsuccessful.

"Alright, it's getting late, you should go to work. Remember, when you're wiping the floor, try to feel and experience the power of the immortal ore," Chen Xuan said with a smile.

"Yes, I understand." Zheng Yaqin nodded, then turned and walked into the inner room.

Although she didn't know why Chen Xuan said she would be confused, she couldn't care less at the moment. Anyway, the room wasn't big, and wiping the floor should be easy enough.

Zheng Yaqin entered Chen Xuan's room and saw that the room was simply furnished, with only a bed, a desk and a small wardrobe.

She took out a rag, knelt down in front of the desk, and began to wipe the floor.

Chen Xuan sat on the sofa, watching Zheng Yaqin's busy figure, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"How are you, Yaqin? Have you encountered any problems?" After a while, Chen Xuan asked.

Zheng Yaqin looked up at Chen Xuan, then shook her head and said, "No, no problem."

Chen Xuan nodded, said nothing more, and gestured for Zheng Yaqin to continue working.

Then, Zheng Yaqin quickly got into the swing of things while wiping the floor. As time went by, her mood gradually calmed down, and she began to devote herself wholeheartedly to the task of wiping the floor by hand.

But suddenly, she felt that the rag in her hand seemed to be stained with some dried, sticky cola. She raised her hand and looked closely, and found that there was actually a trace of immortal blood in it!

"Hmm, there was only a tiny bit of blood. The rest..." Zheng Yaqin blushed, unable to imagine.

Chen Xuan's "Cola of Immortality" is like this: if it falls on the ground and evaporates, it will become viscous.