Dongfang Jing didn't notice Bi Ji's reaction, focusing intently on recalling which acupoint on the sole of her foot to press.
'Are Master's acupoints the same as human acupoints?'
Sensing that his master seemed to want to break free, he gently grasped her foot, found the corresponding position, and said, "Your physical body is very strong. I need to concentrate my soul power in my fingertips to exert more force. Please relax."
After saying that, he circulated his soul power and gathered it in his fingertips, pressing down firmly with his thumb.
A sharp, indescribable pain suddenly came.
Bi Ji hurriedly covered her mouth, enduring the pain without crying out.
Her toes curled up, and she instinctively wanted to pull her foot back, but Dongfang Jing held it so she couldn't exert any force, feeling a tingling sensation in her heart.
If she forcibly broke free, she was worried that she wouldn't be able to control the strength and might hurt her disciple.
But strangely, after the pain, a comfortable warm current came from the sole of her foot.
As Dongfang Jing continued to press, this comfortable feeling became more and more obvious.
Brigitte lay comfortably on the bed, displaying her beautiful curves.
Although her elfin ears were burning red, her disciple's massage had truly relaxed her entire body, and she couldn't help but squint her eyes.
Meanwhile, Dongfang Jing, a master massage therapist, couldn't help but admire his master's fair, jade-like feet as he carefully massaged them.
Only then did he belatedly realize that a woman's feet shouldn't be touched casually.
He secretly swallowed, but feigned composure, remaining calm and collected.
As a disciple, it was perfectly normal to honor his master by washing and massaging her feet, wasn't it?
"Master, how do you feel?"
"Mmm, very comfortable." Brigitte's voice was almost inaudible.
Initially, she was only surprised that her disciple was touching her feet.
But... she found herself not averse to it.
Even Brigitte herself was surprised; she always seemed exceptionally tolerant of her disciple.
During her time with Dongfang Jing, through his stories and the many human books he read, Biji learned that most human children are influenced by their parents and elders.
She thought that now that she was Dongfang Jing's master, perhaps she could also be considered his mother?
Therefore, she always treated him gently and was exceptionally tolerant in many ways.
Like now, although her cheeks were flushed, her heart was racing, and she felt uncomfortable and embarrassed,
Biji still comforted herself—
'My disciple is just showing me respect; he's still young, it's just a massage, it's alright.'
Her first foot bath experience was both comfortable and unbearable for Biji.
Seeing Dongfang Jing shake the water droplets off his hands and prepare to get up, Biji quickly circulated her soul power, forcefully suppressing the blush on her ears and face.
She forced herself to remain calm and smiled, saying, "Thank you, little mirror. I feel like I can sleep well tonight."
"Really?"
Dongfang Jing was somewhat relieved, picking up a towel beside him, "Then I'll massage you every day from now on."
"Huh?" Biji was stunned.
Seeing Dongfang Jing pick up a towel to dry her feet again, she opened her mouth, but in the end, she couldn't bear to refuse.
After drying the water droplets from her feet, Dongfang Jing felt that his master's feet seemed even whiter and softer, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Master's feet are so beautiful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the feet disappeared from his sight.
Biji quickly pulled her feet back, covered them with a blanket, and glared at this naughty disciple with a sly look: "Smooth talker!"
Dongfang Jing looked embarrassed and changed the subject: "Master, do you plan to help that Blue Silver Emperor restore its physical body?"
"This..." Biji hesitated, but instead threw the question back at him, "What about you? Don't consider your master's feelings. After all, she is the wife and mother of your enemy. Are you really willing to let her go?."
Dongfang Jing shrugged in relief: "Although I'm not a very good person, I'm not completely wicked either. Of course, the premise is that she won't hurt me."
These words drew a suspicious look from Bi Ji: "That sounds nice, but could it be that you're a little tempted by her beauty, and that's why you can't bring yourself to do it?" Dongfang Jing's eyes widened, feeling more wronged than Dou E!
He said seriously, "Master, I swear on my martial soul, I have absolutely no selfish motives. If you don't believe me, I'll go and uproot her right now."
"Wait!" Seeing that he was really going to do it, Bi Ji quickly grabbed him, "I was just joking, why did you take it seriously?"
Bi Ji was both amused and exasperated by him, and began to worry about this child's future.
He could even lay a hand on such a pitiful beauty, which girl would dare to marry him in the future?
She felt that as his master, and also as a half-adoptive mother, it was necessary to properly teach him.
Recalling the human books she had read, including those love stories.
Then she advised, "Little Mirror, you need to be gentler with girls and not fight all the time, otherwise no girl will like you in the future. You're so handsome, isn't that a waste?"
Dongfang Jing's expression was strange. As expected of the Love Continent, even his master, a soul beast, would talk to him about such topics.
"Master, my goal is to become a god! How can I have time for romance?"
Upon hearing this, Biji felt that there was something wrong with the boy's thinking!
She took a deep breath: "You can bring your wife to the divine realm after you become a god. Besides, what if you don't become a god? You still need to have children, right?"
Seeing that Dongfang Jing didn't speak, Biji patted the empty space beside the bed, pulled him to sit down, and asked curiously, "Little Mirror, secretly tell your master, do you have a woman you like?"
But then, she noticed that her disciple turned to look at her, but quickly turned back, without saying a word.
Biji tilted her head, thinking that he was embarrassed.
However, she felt a little relieved, thankfully her disciple's thinking was normal.
'Since he's embarrassed, he must have someone he likes, right?'
'Never mind, if he doesn't want to talk about it, I won't ask.'
Biji reached out and touched Dongfang Jing's head: "It's late, go back to your room and rest."
"Okay." Dongfang Jing stood up, "Good night, Master."
Biji smiled and waved.
Watching her disciple's departing figure, the smile on her face gradually faded.
She stared blankly at the closed wooden door, an indescribable sense of loss quietly welling up in her heart, without her even realizing it.
Night deepened, and all around was silent.
Only outside the dwelling place of the Emerald Swan clan could one hear the roars of nocturnal spirit beasts and the chirping of insects.
Dongfang Jing didn't meditate or cultivate tonight, deciding to get a good night's sleep.
After all, experiencing the spirit beast calamity during the day had truly exhausted his mind.
The young man lay on his side on the bed, his breathing even.
And on the windowsill of his room, a figure silently leaped up.
Its entire body was covered in golden fur, fluffy as if made of crystal, and it had a vertical eye on its forehead.
It was the auspicious beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion!
Its movements were so light they made almost no sound. Its gaze fell on the sleeping Dongfang Jing on the bed, and its form transformed into a golden light, instantly appearing beside the young man's pillow.
The Three-Eyed Golden Lion stared at Dongfang Jing's face for a long while before slowly leaning down and pressing its third eye against his forehead.
Ever since its failed attempt to guide the creature, it couldn't forget the scene it had witnessed.
At the bottom of the Lake of Life, it lingered in a state of restlessness and deep thought.
Finally, it made up its mind: it wanted to see more stories about the human world!
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