"Oh my~ Second Young Master! I-I'm so sorry for disturbing you! I wasn't aware that you would be here at this hour!"
"Hmm?" Feng Shen's eyes shifted from the Dragon's Roar manual to the source of the feminine voice that had intruded upon his relaxation.
Standing in the bamboo doorway, a young woman froze under his gaze, clutching a basket tightly as her cheeks turned a deep shade of red.
She had long hair, half black and half light blue, cascading down her slender back. She wore a plain black hanfu, unadorned and simple in design.
One eye was a light blue, while the other was black, darting down as she struggled to et the Second Young Master's gaze.
She didn't feel worthy.
'He's incredibly handso...' The thought crossed the young woman's mind, making her cheeks flush even hotter. 'If only I was his woman…'
As a newly hired, she had never had the opportunity to see the Second Young Master in person until now.
'What am I thinking!? We're worlds apart, like heaven and earth!'
Feng Shen's lips curled into an unsettling smile, a glimr of amusent flickering in his golden eyes, but it quickly transford back into a warm, inviting expression.
'Ah~ what a nice little surprise.'
Standing up from the warm water without a trace of embarrassnt, Feng Shen revealed his naked form.
'Oh my, oh my, oh my, why is he showing his body to !?' The young woman's thoughts raced, her heart pounding as she nervously gulped, stealing a glance at the Second Young Master.
She quickly averted her eyes, wanting to avoid direct eye contact with him.
Yet, despite the young woman's best efforts, she wanted to look one more ti.
'Just one more glance won't hurt... He won't think I'm a pervert, will he?!'
The young woman couldn't quite explain it; the Second Young Master was simply that handso.
It was like she could not help but gaze at his body.
And so, when the young woman took another look at him, she could not look away this ti.
'So… Handso…'
As a re mortal, a male cultivator represented the pinnacle of male beauty, exceptionally handso and captivating.
The young woman had never seen such an attractive man, even more handso than her childhood friend, who, in her eyes, used to be the most handso.
With casual indifference, Feng Shen set his manual aside and fully stepped out of the stone bath, droplets cascading down his skin as he walked forward.
"Pleasure to et you. I don't believe we've crossed paths before. What's your na? Are you new?"
Hearing the Second Young Master's soothing voice, the young woman began to fidget with her fingers, her nerves getting the better of her:
"Um, n-nice to et you, Second Young Master! My na is Yùn Yì! I was just hired yesterday by Madam Lian to be your new personal se-servant!" She had bitten her tongue:
"It's an honor to be in your presence! It has always been my dream to transcend the Mortal Realm, and your Feng family has made that dream possible!"
"I see, I see!" Feng Shen stopped directly in front of her, spreading his arms wide. "Welco to the Upper Realm, my personal servant!"
Yùn Yì dropped the basket and bowed her head, cupping her hands as she bent forward in respect. "Thank you, Second Young Master. It truly is an honor once more!"
"Lift your head, lift your head! It's truly a pleasure to have a new personal servant." Letting out a soft chuckle, Feng Shen gently patted her shoulders, but then his eyes widened in surprise.
"Second Young Master? Are you okay?" Yùn Yì asked, her concern clear as she understood what happened.
She was aware that her body felt strangely cold—very cold. Even her family had avoided hugging her, recognizing the chill that emanated from her skin and could even go through her clothes.
It was always an annoyance for Yùn Yì.
Sothing she was very insecure about.
Feng Shen didn't respond to the concern. Instead, he was focused on his hand that had made contact with his personal servant.
He had felt an unexpected coldness radiating from her body, a chilling temperature that was incongruous with the warm room.
As Feng Shen examined his hand, he noticed a small piece of ice clinging to his skin, slowly lting away.
'This girl…' he thought, glancing down at his personal servant, who looked deeply worried. 'She possesses the Absolute Zero Physique!'
Feng Shen's excitent spiked as the realization struck him. 'Wait! If I rember correctly, once this physique reaches its highest level, and if I dual cultivate with her, I could gain complete mastery over the Law of Ice!'
Complete mastery over any Law was imnsely powerful; it made learning techniques associated with that Law as effortless as breathing.
To wield the Law of Ice so fully… that kind of advantage would be invaluable.
Feng Shen understood this well; even in his past life, he had never achieved complete mastery over any Laws.
Such mastery required a unique, innate physique, ones he had neither been born with nor encountered in others attuned to any specific Law.
Feng Shen had only learned about these legendary physiques and the subtle signs that revealed those who possessed such natural gifts.
These physiques had distinct characteristics; for instance, if soone possessed a natural physique attuned to the Law of Fire, their skin would feel like it could burn you upon touch.
While those aligned with the Law of Water would exude an unusual, almost fluid sensation.
The sa principles applied to the other Laws as well.
On the brink of changing his smile into sothing more distorted, Feng Shen placed his hands back on his personal servant's shoulders, unfazed by the icy chill radiating from her body.
Since her Absolute Zero Physique was at the lowest level, and she was not yet a cultivator, her ice posed no threat.
"You! Girl! Has anyone ever touched you before?" Feng Shen asked, eager to ensure he was the only one aware of her unique physique.
Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Yùn Yì blushed deeply, her gaze drifting away as she replied in a whisper:
"Second Young Master… I-I-I'm still a virgin…"
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