My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

Inside the Floating Cloud Pavilion, beneath the Gathering Immortal Pool, a white-robed immortal was performing a profound and unfathomable magic technique with his hands forming a hand seal, his face aloof and cold. Beside him, a beauties in red, alluring and enchanting, seemed both immortal and demonic, leaning casually against a jade wall, utterly languid. A lazy yawn, made no attempt to conceal it, escaped her lips. The woman half-closed her eyes, which held a shimmering, watery light.

These two were Xuan Qing and Yun Nuan. They arrived at a treasure trove that Yun Nuan had created on a whim: the Gathering Immortal Pool. The pool was shrouded in mist and looked ordinary, no different from any other pool. However, with the application of a special magic array and the infusion of immortal magic, it could gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making cultivation within it twice as effective. The drawback was that the one who opened it had to have a thousand years of cultivation. Those who lacked strength would easily have their immortal energy drained and die. Therefore, Yun Nuan usually used this pool as a hot spring for bathing and soaking.

"Master, it's done." Xuanqing withdrew his immortal power, took a deep breath, and said to her.

Yun Nuan, who had been leaning against the jade wall and was feeling drowsy from the long wait, was jolted awake by the clear, cold voice.

“Next, I will enter the pool to help you heal your injuries, you…” Before Xuan Qing could finish speaking, he saw Yun Nuan begin to undress. After the “rustling” sound, before he could react, he saw the red dress fall down. He was dazzled by the large expanse of fair skin. By the time he came to his senses, Yun Nuan had already jumped into the pool and was waving to him.

"Little Qingqing, come down quickly!" Yun Nuan said to him with a smile. Due to such a large movement, large areas of skin were exposed, which stimulated Xuan Qing's eyes.

"Master, what are you doing?" Xuan Qing looked away, speaking somewhat awkwardly. Yun Nuan's face was blurred in the mist, and because of the heat of the pool water, two red clouds floated on her face, making her even more charming and beautiful, causing his gaze to wander and making him dare not look directly at her.

The beauty in the lake was his inviolable master! Xuan Qing kept reminding himself to suppress the flutter in his heart.

“Little Qingqing, didn’t you say you were going into the pool to heal your injuries? Come down quickly… I… I feel like…” Yun Nuan explained, suddenly feeling dizzy. She shook her head, clearing her head slightly. Looking at Xuan Qing, who was still standing by the pool, hesitant to step in, an idea came to her. She smiled slyly, then held her breath and sank into the pool. The water submerged her, leaving only her black hair floating in the water.

Xuan Qing only heard Yun Nuan's question, and then there was silence. He sensed something was wrong, turned his head, and saw that Yun Nuan was nowhere to be seen in the pool. He could no longer care about ethics and morality, and jumped into the pool. The pool water immediately entered his robes and soaked his whole body.

"Plop!" Xuan Qing lifted Yun Nuan, who was about to sink to the bottom of the pool, and brought her back to the surface. Her soft body clung to him, as light as a feather thanks to the buoyancy of the pool water.

Yun Nuan slowly woke up, breathing heavily, and said weakly, "My head is so dizzy..."

She originally intended to scare Xuanqing, but unexpectedly, as soon as her head entered the pool, she immediately felt dizzy and weak all over, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

If Xuanqing hadn't been there, she probably would have become the first immortal to drown.

"Master, it was my carelessness. Your body is still weak and you should not stay in the Gathering Immortal Pool for too long." Xuan Qing said remorsefully. Perhaps because the water in the pool was very hot, his voice and face were no longer as cold and unapproachable as before.

To avoid reliving the suffocating fear she had just experienced, Yun Nuan tightly wrapped her arms around Xuan Qing's neck. When she looked up, Xuan Qing saw her misty eyes. He was startled, only then realizing that his palms were smooth and slippery. It turned out that he had supported her waist while helping her get ashore. The heat in his palms made him flustered, and a blush crept onto his usually aloof face.

"Little Qingqing, you're bleeding!" Yun Nuan exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide as she looked at the bright red color around Xuan Qing's nose.

"..." Xuan Qing only felt a warm flow from his nose, which dripped into the water, spreading a light red color before disappearing in a few moments.

Xuanqing was greatly embarrassed. He silently recited the Mind-Clearing and Calming Mantra several times in his heart to calm his mind, which had not been in turmoil for a long time, but it had little effect.

Finally, Xuanqing forcibly used his internal energy to stabilize his mind and solemnly instructed, "Master, I will now heal you. The process will be somewhat painful. Remember not to resist or leave the pool."

Seeing his serious and earnest gaze, Yun Nuan stopped teasing him and accepted Xuan Qing's healing.

He reached out and grabbed at the air, and a magical herb appeared in his hand. It exuded a chilling aura, and its color was as clear as jade without any impurities. A rich spiritual energy emanated from it. It had no smell, yet it made people feel relaxed and refreshed. This must be the Kan Immortal Herb that Xuan Qing had retrieved after being seriously injured. No wonder the evil dragon was unwilling to hand it over easily. Although it was a magical herb and could not be used, keeping it by his side every day could nourish his spiritual energy and cleanse him of impurities.

Xuan Qing drew a small stream of water from the pool to envelop the Kanxian Grass until it formed a small water sphere, from which a faint white light emanated. He used a magic spell, and the water in the pool burst forth, yet it did not touch either of them. Yun Nuan still instinctively closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she saw a wisp of flowing silver liquid suspended in Xuan Qing's hand. He raised his hand, and the liquid floated towards her, directly merging into her body, like a cool spring flowing through her. Yun Nuan sighed comfortably, her whole body relaxing completely.

Xuan Qing observed her from the side. After a short while, Yun Nuan's expression suddenly changed, and a hint of pain appeared on her face. A thin layer of frost slowly formed all over her body, her lips turned white from the cold, and ice began to form on her eyebrows. She was shivering from the cold in the pool, which was extremely painful.

Seeing the pain on Yun Nuan's face deepen and become almost uncontrollable, he quickly used his immortal techniques to channel spiritual energy into her body to fight against the cold current.

Two completely different spiritual energies circulated in her dantian. Every time they met, they collided, and every time they brought pain. Yun Nuan was caught in the middle and felt extremely uncomfortable. Suddenly, the two spiritual energies collided in her dantian and seemed to merge. The cold current was gradually swallowed by the other spiritual energy and gradually returned to calm. The last bit of cold current turned into a gentle drizzle that watered her dantian and repaired her damaged internal organs.

Exhausted from this ordeal, Yun Nuan collapsed onto Xuan Qing's shoulder and closed her eyes. Xuan Qing was drenched in sweat, his lips slightly pale, clearly indicating that he had exhausted his spiritual energy to the extreme. He hadn't expected that this Immortal Herb was even more powerful than described in the immortal manual. If it weren't for the help he received from the Gathering Immortal Pool today, he and Yun Nuan would probably have perished here.

Xuan Qing waved his hand in the air, and the clothes Yun Nuan had just taken off were in his hand. He turned his head and draped them over her, then picked up Yun Nuan and stepped out of the pool. Because the person in his arms was barely clothed, he strode towards the inner room without looking to the side.

The night was only a little past its halfway point. Yun Nuan slept peacefully on Xuan Qing's bed, while he sat beside her, lighting a lamp to study the immortal scriptures. However, Xuan Qing, who usually loved studying classical texts, found it difficult to concentrate on the scriptures in his hands. He would occasionally turn to look at Yun Nuan, and seeing her sleeping so peacefully, he couldn't help but feel a sense of relief. He didn't know where this feeling of peace came from, but it stirred up a sense of excitement he hadn't felt since he began cultivating immortality. It was as if something uncontrollable was growing within him, and he didn't know whether he was powerless to control it or simply didn't want it to be...

As night deepened and the chill intensified, Xuanqing fell into deep thought, lost in thought.

Yun Nuan woke up contentedly on her familiar bed in the morning, feeling much more relaxed. Her dantian felt warm, indicating that yesterday's healing had taken effect. She got up, but Xuan Qing was not in the room.

She got up and walked out of the inner room. Inside the Floating Cloud Pavilion, Xuan Qing stood in front of a patch of immortal herbs, his eyes deep and his expression unfathomable, making him seem somewhat unfamiliar.

Yun Nuan stepped forward and asked, "Where's Little White?"

"She went to study with the other disciples under the elder who taught magic."

Yun Nuan understood that, after all, because of her appearance, Xuan Qing had to stay by her side every day and neglect his new disciple. Shang Yu Yin was originally for cultivating immortality, so he couldn't let Bai Jin do chores all day long. So he handed her over to the inner sect elders for instruction.

Yun Nuan walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down on the stone chair. Since it was still early and the mountain was shrouded in mist that stretched as far as the eye could see, she sat on the stone chair with one hand supporting her head, feeling extremely bored. A gentle breeze blew by, and her long black hair floated from behind to the front, blocking her view.

Yun Nuan impatiently swept her long hair back, but the wind blew it back to the front, so she had to fetch a comb and hairpin from inside the house to tie her hair up.

Unfortunately, her hair was too long, and she couldn't tie it up no matter how hard she tried. When she saw the cool figure standing by the window, she ran over to him excitedly.

“Little Qingqing, aren’t I your master? You should respect your master, so please comb my hair!” Yun Nuan said matter-of-factly.

Seeing Yun Nuan's matter-of-fact expression, Xuan Qing sighed, took the bone comb, picked up a strand of Yun Nuan's hair, and combed it from head to toe. The smooth hair brushed against his hand, carrying a faint fragrance, which gave him the feeling of holding Yun Nuan's hand.

Yun Nuan thoroughly enjoyed the way his slender fingers ran through her black hair. She was so comfortable that her eyes narrowed, like a lazy cat, and she even reflexively rubbed against Xuan Qing's palm.

"Master, do you still remember when I was little and didn't know how to tie my hair up, you helped me like this every day?" Xuan Qing paused, wanting to recall some past memories to help Yun Nuan recover her memory.

"I don't remember," Yun Nuan replied without hesitation, effectively ending the conversation.

"..."

“…Alright.” Xuanqing secured the last strand of hair by her ear with a wooden hairpin.

"Wow, Qingqing, you're so skillful!" Yun Nuan praised, looking at her much neater reflection in the mirror.

"Oh right, what did you say earlier? I used to help you tie your hair up too?"

So you weren't listening at all!

"Although I have lost my memory, I still know the saying 'If you give me a peach, I will repay you with a precious jade.' Master, I don't have any precious jade, so I will help you tie your hair up!"

Before Xuan Qing could react, Yun Nuan pulled out his wooden hairpin, and her neatly styled black hair came loose, cascading down her back.

Xuanqing had no choice but to let her do as she pleased.

"Little Qingqing, does it feel good to have your fur stroked like this?"

"..."

Smooth the fur? What the heck is that?!