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

Yu Qingcheng raised her eyebrows and shouted, "You little thief, today I'll show you what I'm capable of!" As soon as she finished speaking, her body burst forth with dazzling light, like the sun breaking through the clouds, stinging people's eyes.

Within that light, water droplets, like nimble hidden weapons, gleamed coldly and swirled rapidly around her, weaving an impenetrable protective shield.

At the same time, an invisible yet alluring charm spread out like wisps of smoke, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted by an invisible hand, becoming illusory and hazy.

Chen Xuan's heart tightened, but he still maintained a calm smile on his face and said loudly, "Since senior is in such a good mood, this junior will gladly accompany you!"

With a light tap of his feet, he used the "Ghost Step" technique, his figure drifting backward several feet like a ghost.

At the same time, his hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers. His spiritual energy surged and condensed into a thick, earth-yellow shield, its runes flashing and exuding an ancient and majestic aura, as if proclaiming to the world that this shield was indestructible.

"Hmph, you think you can stop me with this damn shield?" Yu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent. She snorted coldly and casually waved her hand. A sharp sword aura, formed by the fusion of light and water, shot towards Chen Xuan like a shooting star.

Where the sword energy passed, space was torn open in a narrow slit, emitting a piercing shriek, like the cry of a night owl.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, not daring to take the fierce attack head-on. He lightly touched the ground with his toes and dodged to the side at his fastest speed. The sword energy grazed the hem of his clothes, and the sharp force instantly tore the hem, leaving a long gash.

"Senior Qingcheng's Immortal Emperor cultivation is indeed well-deserved. If I hadn't dodged quickly, I might have been cut down by you by now!"

"Hmph, I'm still holding back with you, using the swordsmanship I'm least comfortable with. If you know what's good for you, come kneel down and apologize right now!"

"Hahaha, since the senior has made his move, the junior cannot hold back either. Let's taste my 'Star-Shattering Divine Fist'!"

Chen Xuan shouted, his feet firmly planted on the ground, and the earth elemental energy around him surged and gathered in his fist. The fist wind howled, as if carrying the force of a thousand pounds, and he slammed it towards Yu Qingcheng.

Wherever the force of the punch went, the surrounding space cracked open, dust flew up, just like an earth dragon turning over.

Yu Qingcheng remained calm and composed, a charming smile playing on her lips as she moved with graceful steps.

"Ding! Yu Qingcheng's favorability +10!"

She lightly raised her jade-like hand, and a dazzling ball of light condensed at her fingertips. With a delicate shout, the ball of light shot towards Chen Xuan's fist like an arrow.

The two collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. The powerful energy impact, like a raging tsunami, spread wildly in all directions, instantly carving deep trenches into the surrounding ground, sending sand and stones flying and blotting out the sun.

"Good lad, you do have some skill!" Yu Qingcheng's beautiful eyes shone with admiration, her appreciation growing stronger. "However, this is far from enough! I swear I won't rest until I beat you to your knees and beg for mercy!"

With that, she moved her hands rapidly, the power of the laws of light and water intertwining and surging wildly in her hands, converging into a huge energy vortex. Within the vortex, countless beams of light and streams of water, like deadly hidden weapons, swept towards Chen Xuan in an overwhelming manner, like a violent storm, with no way to avoid it.

Despite Chen Xuan's best efforts, Yu Qingcheng's cultivation was far superior to his. Her overwhelming power of light and water laws crushed his defenses like a thousand troops.

The next moment, Chen Xuan felt his blood surging, a sweet taste in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew straight backward and crashed heavily onto the rocks, sending shards of stone flying.

Yu Qingcheng moved with agility, instantly appearing in front of Chen Xuan. She held her long sword horizontally, the tip pressed against Chen Xuan's throat, and sneered, "Chen Xuan, is that it? Are you still going to submit to my methods?"

Seeing this, Chen Xuan sighed and clasped his hands, saying, "Senior's skills are unparalleled, and I am humbled. I only beg you to spare my life so that I may return to your side and serve you wholeheartedly."

Yu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "Serve me? That's fine, but the conditions are rather harsh. From now on, you must comb my hair by hand every day, making sure every strand is smooth and neat. If there is even a speck of mess, you will be held responsible."

After saying that, she slowly raised her hand and untied the sash around her waist. "Also, you are responsible for changing and washing my clothes. You must dress me yourself and not let anyone else do it. Every morning, you must bathe and dress me and wipe every inch of my skin with your own hands without the slightest negligence."

As she spoke, she gently lifted her jade-like foot and used her toes to lift Chen Xuan's chin. "There's one last thing. At night, I want you to sleep under my bed. If I have any needs, you must come to me at any time."

Chen Xuan: "...!!!"

"No way, the food here is too good! You, the female lead, are probably more important to Yu Guili, otherwise I really... damn it!"

Chen Xuan felt a surge of heat rush to his head, his face flushing red and then turning pale, a feeling of humiliation welling up in his heart.

With their lives hanging by a thread, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and mutter, "Fine, I agree."

Seeing this, Yu Qingcheng put away her longsword with satisfaction and said with a charming smile, "You know what's good for you. If you dare to make the slightest mistake, don't blame me for being merciless with my sword!" After saying that, she turned around and walked away gracefully. Watching Yu Linglong's swaying waist and hips, Chen Xuan slumped to the ground, his heart filled with ( ) and ( ).

The next morning, Chen Xuan followed Yu Qingcheng to the edge of the Immortal Pool.

Within the fairy pool, water vapor swirls and seven-colored rays of light dance and shimmer on the water's surface, creating a scene resembling a dreamlike realm.

Yu Qingcheng moved gracefully, slowly removing her clothes. Her skin, as white as mutton fat jade, was faintly visible in the mist, causing Chen Xuan's heart to flutter. He quickly lowered his head.

"What? You don't dare to watch anymore?" Yu Qingcheng's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Ding! Yu Qingcheng's favorability +2!"

"Where has your usual courage gone?" She slowly stepped into the fairy pool, where the clear water rippled gently.

Chen Xuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, reached for a cloth from the side, and stepped into the pool.

When his fingertips touched Yu Qingcheng's skin, he felt a tingling sensation. He quickly calmed himself and began to gently wipe her skin.

"Hmph, with your skills, you dare to call yourself a devoted servant?" Yu Qingcheng deliberately made things difficult, her words full of contempt.

"If you keep moving so clumsily, I'll teach you a lesson!" Chen Xuan bit his lower lip, silently enduring her humiliation, but his movements became even gentler and more careful.

As she wiped herself, a blush gradually rose on Yu Qingcheng's cheeks, and her eyes became somewhat dazed.

"Ding! Yu Qingcheng's favorability +10!"

Although she continued to verbally humiliate Chen Xuan, her body obediently allowed him to do as he pleased, without the slightest resistance.

"Look at you, so timid and hesitant, you're not like a man at all!" Yu Qingcheng spat lightly, but her voice softened unconsciously.

Chen Xuan did not respond, but focused on his movements. Fine beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, it was hard to tell whether it was from nervousness or the heat of the Immortal Pool.

Or perhaps something else entirely.