Chapter 22 I’m being kept?

Chapter 22: Am I Being Kept?

The Butian Sect Leader was puzzled. Why was she suddenly interested in taking a Disciple today, and a male child at that? Even if this child had extraordinary talent, it shouldn’t be in line with her personality.

Even for the new Saintess, Yue Chan, she only reluctantly took her in for guidance according to the sect rules. Usually, other Elders would instruct her Cultivation.

Even if he had mentioned this matter, Qing Yao wasn’t too concerned. After all, once they reached their level of Cultivation, rules no longer bound them; it was all up to their own will.

“Could it be that she’s interested in teaching male Disciples?” This was the only thing the Butian Sect Leader could think of.

“I felt a connection, and I want to guide him.” Qing Yao’s red lips parted, her voice cold, devoid of any worldly aura, as if she didn’t belong to this world and was about to Ascend.

She was a beautiful woman, her face almost flawless, peerlessly graceful, beautiful to the point of being dreamlike, like a Fairy who had stepped out of a painting, pure and ethereal.

Her appearance, seemingly in her thirties, lacked the immaturity of a young girl. Her features were like a painting, delicate and alluring, like a blooming Immortal flower, exuding a unique fragrance of elegance and maturity.

Lin Fan kept staring at this woman, and couldn’t help but evaluate in his heart: This woman is very mature, just a bit cold!

The Butian Sect Leader heard this and knew it certainly wasn’t her true reason. But since she had spoken and was actively taking a Disciple for the first time, he couldn’t refuse.

“If you want to guide this child, it depends on his own will, whether he chooses you.”

Qing Yao looked at Lin Fan, her originally cold eyes softened, and her Immortal face was no longer frosty. With a smile, she spoke in a celestial voice, saying, “Are you willing to let me guide your Cultivation from now on?”

Meeting those beautiful, star-like eyes, Lin Fan’s heart gave a sudden thump, and his face surprisingly showed a hint of a blush. He stammered, “Wi… willing!”

Comparing the two, Lin Fan made a wise choice. Just for the sake of being pleasing to the eye, he had to choose her. Moreover, he was here to secretly learn, and following a Sect Leader wouldn’t be safe.

“Good, then come with me!” Qing Yao smiled radiantly, her fair face flawless, perfectly illustrating what it meant for a single glance to charm a hundred beauties, overshadowing all others in the palace.

Lin Fan admitted that among all the women he had seen, only that fellow Ye Qingxian could compare. However, their beauties were of two different kinds: one was pure and ethereal, extraordinary and refined; the other was lively and intelligent, ever-changing.

Seeing his Disciple snatched away, the Butian Sect Leader couldn’t help but sigh: “This child has been seduced by beauty. How can such a young child be like this? And is Qing Yao planning to raise him as a child husband?”

Of course, he only thought about it; the reality certainly wouldn’t be like that. He still understood her personality.

However, watching Lin Fan being led away, the Butian Sect Leader suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart, as if he should say something. In the end, he only uttered one sentence: “Remember to also guide Yue Chan more!”

…Lin Fan was led into a Small World, where various rays of light flew, mist swirled, auspicious Qi ascended, and white Spiritual Qi permeated, like a fairyland on earth.

The space within the Small World was vast, containing a deep blue Spiritual Lake, with magnificent scenery. Along the shore, purple Spiritual Bamboo grew in clusters, shrouded in mist. Streaks of divine rainbows glided through, piercing the sky, intertwining, creating an extraordinary scene, like a place where Immortals meditated.

And deep within the Purple Bamboo Forest, there were several simple and natural bamboo huts, where Spiritual Qi lingered, making it an excellent place for quiet meditation and Cultivation.

“What is your name?” Qing Yao asked, her voice carrying a magnetic quality that stirred the soul.

“Pretty Sister, my name is Lin Fan!” he replied sweetly, very well-behaved, not using any other address. This made it more intimate and also made her seem younger, as women generally cared about their age.

At the same time, it was also for a small plan in his heart: if by any chance a Rebellious Disciple scenario played out later, he wouldn’t have to change his address.

And the other party didn’t seem to care much about his address, but nominally speaking, this former Butian Sect Saintess was now his new Master.

“Surname Lin?” Qing Yao murmured, seemingly in thought. She possessed an intellectual beauty, her skin glowed, and her snow-white dress fluttered, like a banished Fairy untouched by the mortal world.

“Was this name given to you by your father?” she asked again, her gaze like water, her dark hair sparkling and flowing, each strand emitting Holy Light, a beauty rarely seen in the world.

“I’ve never met my father. My mother gave me this name.” Lin Fan shook his head, half-truthfully.

“So that’s how it is!” Qing Yao muttered to herself, speaking some incomprehensible words, then stared at his young face, somewhat lost in thought.

“Pretty Sister, what’s wrong?” Lin Fan called out curiously, waving his small hand, very puzzled, not knowing why she was asking these things. Her words were strange, and the look in her eyes was very complex.

“She couldn’t have fallen for me, could she?” Lin Fan suddenly thought. After all, he had read many novels before, and it was not uncommon for some older women to have strange fetishes.

If it weren’t for the fact that the Cultivation system in this world didn’t involve using people as Cauldrons, but mostly for refining medicine, he would have suspected this woman had such thoughts about him.

“If she really has such thoughts, should I resist? Or should I obey? Her appearance is exactly to my liking, mature and ripe for the picking, but I’m only five years old!” Lin Fan’s thoughts ran wild.

At this moment, Qing Yao recovered, standing quietly, ethereal and sacred. Her voice was gentle as she instructed, “It’s nothing. From now on, you will live here. Do not wander out casually before your Cultivation reaches the Transformation Spirit stage. If you have any problems with Cultivation, you can come and ask me anytime!”

“Oh!” Lin Fan nodded, but then remembered something and said, “But Pretty Sister, I’m currently still in the Blood Moving Realm and want to train my strength. The environment here is too good, I’m afraid I’ll damage it. Can we change places?”

“You should have already reached the extreme in the Blood Moving Realm. Why do you still want to train? Are you trying to break through the extreme?” Qing Yao’s tone was gentle, calm, and peaceful.

“Mmm, mainly because my innate blood Qi is strong, and it continues to grow even after reaching the extreme. So I want to train more and only enter the next realm when I feel exhausted.” Lin Fan explained, indicating that his body was unique, containing primordial power, and he would be a strong man in the future.

“Alright then, I will expand this Small World and create a special place for you to Cultivate. You don’t have to worry about damaging anything here!”

Qing Yao was very accommodating, telling him that he could tell her any needs he had, like an older sister next door, almost granting every request and showing great care.

Even the precious herbs she planted here could be used freely, and the Eight Treasures, Spirit Beasts, and Spirit Birds she raised could all be eaten, without any Restrictions on him.

Lin Fan was very surprised. She was too good to him, almost like treating him as her own son. It felt somewhat unreal; happiness had come too quickly.

He really wanted to say, “Woman, are you lusting after my body and want to keep me?”

“You didn’t accidentally step on a teleportation array to come out, did you?” the former Saintess Qing Yao suddenly asked.

Lin Fan’s head buzzed, extremely surprised. He was silent for a while, then chuckled shyly, “Pretty Sister… actually… I was thrown out!”

He chose not to lie. Although he didn’t know how the other party guessed it, he could feel that this woman had no ill intentions, somewhat like an Elder’s care for a Junior.

Qing Yao looked as if she had expected it and instructed, “Cultivate here with peace of mind. Later… if you want to leave the Butian Sect, it’s up to you!”

After saying that, she left him alone to Cultivate and departed from the place.

However, her words left Lin Fan utterly confused, his mind in disarray.

“Does she know that I came here to secretly learn, which is why she said that?”

“How is that possible!”

Thinking of this, he couldn’t believe it; he had been exposed as soon as he arrived, and the other party seemed to know everything about him.

“But she doesn’t seem to care about this matter at all. Instead, she’s being overly good to me, isn’t she?” Lin Fan’s bright eyes darted around, and in an instant, they were filled with great confusion. He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking.

Logically, if someone was discovered to be secretly learning, it would certainly not be tolerated in a great sect. They would either be directly killed or forced to genuinely join the sect and have Restrictions placed upon them.

But this former Saintess of the Butian Sect didn’t care at all, allowing him to come and go as he pleased.

Lin Fan was utterly baffled, concluding that there must be some hidden reason he didn’t know about.

“In the future, I must try to find out the truth through indirect questioning,” Lin Fan muttered to himself, his brows furrowed. The situation had exceeded his imagination.

But fortunately, he was temporarily safe and no longer needed to be cautious about being discovered as someone who came to secretly learn.