I have a high-risk profession in the cultivation world.

When Chu Chenmu opened his eyes as he half-reclined in Luo Suichen's arms, he was met with Luo Suichen's worried gaze.

Her sincerity and passion made him afraid to meet her gaze.

"Help me up." A weak voice came from Chu Chenmu's mouth. Luo Suichen could feel Chu Chenmu's breath was soft and gentle, like warm feathers brushing against his face.

Chu Chenmu stopped, focusing only on the creases on Luo Suichen's chest that he had just leaned against: "It's late, you should go back."

"Master, have you forgotten? You haven't answered my question yet." Luo Suichen's tone was as light as before, but his heart sank.

"This matter is over, there's no need to say more."

Luo Suichen seemed not to have heard. "What did Master mean by shaking his head just now? This disciple is foolish. Could Master explain it to this disciple?"

……

Why won't Master answer my question?

……

"Master, answer me."

His voice grew increasingly agitated, his upper body leaning slightly forward, but his eyes were like ice, the light within them growing dimmer.

Chu Chenmu felt a pang of heartache watching this.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up when he caught sight of the low table on the bed.

He hasn't put his storybook away yet!

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

"Cough cough, I have a bit of a headache. Could you help me to the bedside?" Chu Chenmu said weakly, holding his forehead with one hand. Although Luo Suichen suspected that this was just Chu Chenmu's excuse to avoid his questions, he still quickly stepped forward to support Chu Chenmu.

Just as Luo Suichen was about to help Chu Chenmu sit on the bed, Chu Chenmu suddenly exerted a great force, broke free from Luo Suichen's firm grip on his arm, and slammed straight down next to the low table, scattering the books on it all over the floor.

"Ouch~"

Luo Suichen's hands were still raised helplessly, and he was still wondering what was going on, but when he heard Chu Chenmu's affected groan, he understood.

It's alright, he was just pretending.

Relieved, Luo Suichen glanced at the person sprawled on the low table, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You want to kick me out? I'm not leaving. I'll stay even closer to you."

So Luo Suichen slowly walked over and helped him up, then sat on the bed, put one arm around Chu Chenmu's shoulder, and took his hand with the other, connecting their palms and channeling wood elemental energy into his body.

Chu Chenmu stared blankly at himself in this position, feeling an intense heat emanating from his palms; half of his arm felt burning hot.

"Hmm—I, I'm fine now, you can get up first." Chu Chenmu hadn't been held in a man's arms like this in over twenty years, and he swallowed hard, feeling that the atmosphere was incredibly strange.

Moreover, Luo Suichen seemed to be holding him too tightly, and his breathing became rapid.

Unbeknownst to Chu Chenmu, Luo Suichen's gaze only gradually focused after he spoke.

He never expected that his master, a sword cultivator, would have such hands… Having never properly attended school in either of his two lives, Luo Suichen's mind went blank, unable to find the right words to describe it. He could only say that they felt so good to touch.

It must be because the spiritual energy in her body is of the ice element that her palms are much colder than his. If he had closed his eyes just now, he would probably have felt as if he had touched a piece of warm, cool jade.

Luo Suichen slowly withdrew his hand, his fingers sliding down his fingers and inadvertently brushing against Chu Chenmu's palm. Chu Chenmu abruptly pulled his hand back.

It's so itchy.

How come the original owner is exactly like him, with such ticklish palms?

Seeing Chu Chenmu's action, Luo Suichen raised an eyebrow, his mood brightening considerably.

He did it on purpose. He noticed Chu Chenmu's stiffness and deliberately scratched his master's palm.

Master's reaction was indeed interesting.

Luo Suichen released Chu Chenmu and stood in front of him again.

After the commotion, Chu Chenmu's stern face was no longer visible, and his relaxed demeanor, which he usually displayed when he was alone, was unconsciously revealed.

A pair of slightly moist eyes, like those of a fawn, met his gaze, and his master's face seemed to flush with an almost imperceptible red—or perhaps it was just his imagination.

Luo Suichen held his breath until he felt a little short of breath before his chest began to rise and fall again.

Even though he looked exactly the same, he stubbornly believed that the master in front of him was a hundred times better than the aloof and noble master he knew during the day.

Chu Chenmu blinked, put on the airs of a normal master, raised his chin and pointed to a few books on the ground, "My head is still spinning, could Sui Chen help me pick them up?"

Luo Suichen's body moved faster than his mind. By the time he came to his senses, the three books were already neatly stacked together and he was holding them in his arms.

He handed the book to Chu Chenmu, who took it and deliberately raised his voice, "Ugh, I'm dizzy. Suichen, can you help me see what the folded corners of this book are about?" Then he placed the book on the table, and the words "The Unknown Good Intentions of the Vicious Master" filled the cover.

What is Chu Chenmu trying to do?

Luo Suichen had been confused for some reason, but now that he had come to his senses, he naturally remembered that Chu Chenmu had avoided his questions. He was a little resentful and refused to look when Chu Chenmu asked him to.

"It's late, Master said I should go back." Luo Suichen mimicked Chu Chenmu's tone, speaking in a cheeky voice, and then bowed, "Master, this disciple takes his leave~", before walking out of the house in three quick steps, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.

Chu Chenmu, who had almost succeeded, was left alone on the bed, gritting his teeth in frustration.

Everything was going so smoothly. Luo Suichen was just a hair's breadth away from seeing the contents of the book and understanding his good intentions. So where did things go wrong? He was like a leech, impossible to get rid of, but now he's leaving so easily.

All their efforts were in vain, and they even got punished by the system for shaking their heads.

Pooh.

Feeling indignant, Chu Chenmu tossed and turned in bed until he came up with a new idea, at which point he finally felt at ease and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Chu Chenmu woke up and, unusually, didn't linger in bed. He jumped out of bed, took out the storybook that would determine success or failure, and stroked the cover with some heartache. Then he took out the introductory cultivation method that Wuji Sect would give to each disciple, tore off the cover of the method, and stuck it to the outside of the storybook.

Guilty sin.

Holding the book titled "Introduction to the Mind Method" printed on the cover, Chu Chenmu nodded confidently, then sent a telepathic message to Luo Suichen, summoning him up.

He will definitely succeed today.

Luo Suichen received a telepathic message and arrived at Mu Chao Courtyard. The sun was shining brightly today. Chu Chenmu was not inside, but sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard. On the stone table was a plate of pastries and a book called "Introduction to the Mind Technique".

Although Chu Chenmu was already acting like a hermit when Luo Suichen met him, he could clearly tell what his master had been doing before Luo Suichen arrived, just by looking at the plate that was missing several pieces of pastry.