Xianxia: The Sect Master Is My Girlfriend

Li Ran was stunned.

Everything in his sight had changed.

The air around him felt alive, as if he had stepped into another world. He could sense the pulse of the earth, the breath of the wind. Even though he was inside the bedchamber, he could feel the snowflakes falling outside.

It was as if he had peeled back the veil of the world and now saw the essence of all things.

He raised his hand, and the steam in his palm condensed, transforming into various shapes—sometimes water, sometimes ice. His control over the elements had reached a level of perfection.

But the biggest change was in his body.

His dantian no longer contained a golden core. Instead, there was a lake of pure spiritual energy, each droplet brimming with immense power.

In the center of the lake, the tiny figure continued to sit cross-legged, floating above the surface, constantly cultivating and absorbing energy. Its body was growing more crystalline and translucent, with a faint golden glow.

Li Ran scratched his head. “Could it be that my Heaven-Seizing Art has mutated?”

At that moment, a soft sound caught his attention, pulling him back to reality.

He turned to see Leng Wuyan standing nearby, a look of astonishment in her eyes.

“Master, I think… I’ve broken through,” Li Ran said, scratching his head.

Leng Wuyan shyly turned her head. “You should put on some clothes before we talk.”

Li Ran looked down and blushed deeply.

The bathwater had completely evaporated, leaving him sitting naked at the bottom of the bath, a rather embarrassing sight.

He hurriedly grabbed his clothes, fumbling to put them on.

Seeing his flustered actions, Leng Wuyan stifled a laugh and turned away. “Come with me.”

“Yes, Master.”

Li Ran followed her obediently.

…

They arrived at her bedchamber.

Li Ran curiously glanced around.

The room was large but sparsely furnished. Besides the bed and a table, there wasn’t much else.

Judging from its minimalist style, he could easily tell it was Leng Wuyan’s private quarters.

Noticing the messy bedcovers, Li Ran’s eyebrow twitched.

Leng Wuyan saw where he was looking, and her face flushed.

“Ahem, come sit here.”

Li Ran obediently sat across from her.

Leng Wuyan grasped his hand, and her spiritual energy flowed through his body for a moment before she nodded and said, “You’ve indeed broken through.”

Li Ran grinned. “So does that mean I’m in the Nascent Soul stage now?”

Leng Wuyan shook her head. “Not exactly. While your golden core has dissipated, and you’ve formed a lake, which is a hallmark of the Nascent Soul stage, the small figure in your dantian differs from a typical Nascent Soul… It seems to be a manifestation of your cultivation technique.”

A self-cultivating Nascent Soul—this was something she had never encountered before.

There was also another thing she hadn’t mentioned.

Usually, when a golden core enters the Nascent Soul stage, spiritual energy condenses into a small pool, gradually expanding over time with cultivation.

But Li Ran had leaped straight to a vast lake.

At his current cultivation level, having such abundant spiritual energy was unheard of.

‘He’s only been in the Golden Core stage for two years, and he’s already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. This talent is truly terrifying!’

Leng Wuyan looked at him with a mix of pride and joy.

‘As expected of my man!’

…

Li Ran wasn’t too surprised by the breakthrough.

Before descending the mountain, he had already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage.

The trials and battles he had faced since then had further strengthened his cultivation and tempered his mind.

His intense battle with Lin Langyue had even allowed him to brush against the threshold of a breakthrough.

Li Ran expected the breakthrough, but the way it happened was unusual. The small figure that had been cultivating in his sea of consciousness suddenly descended into his dantian and absorbed his golden core. This was not normal.

“That figure is a manifestation of my technique called the Heaven-Seizing Art,” Li Ran explained.

As he activated the technique, ancient golden runes spread across his body. The patterns were more vivid than before, and the golden light was more brilliant.

Leng Wuyan was taken aback. “This is…”

Her eyes glimmered as she focused intently.

“Devouring, refining, absorbing all techniques, eternal and indestructible…”

She murmured, “The Heaven-Seizing Art? There’s actually such a domineering cultivation method in the world! Where did you learn this?”

Li Ran replied, “I obtained it in a secret realm.”

The system was his bottom line, something he could never reveal to anyone, not even his master.

Leng Wuyan nodded in understanding. Such a unique technique couldn’t be found in the mundane world—it could only come from an ancient Immortal Emperor legacy.

“This technique is very mysterious. Even I can’t fully see through it, but I can say for sure that it’s an immense fortune.”

Li Ran’s heart skipped a beat. If even Leng Wuyan couldn’t comprehend it, the level of this Heaven-Seizing Art must be extraordinarily high.

‘As expected from a system product, truly top-tier!’ he thought gleefully.

At that moment, Li Ran remembered something. He asked, “When I was breaking through, I almost ran out of strength, but suddenly, a surge of powerful spiritual energy came to support me. Was that you, Master?”

Leng Wuyan shook her head. “My spiritual energy carries the nature of shadow, which others cannot absorb. What you absorbed was this…”

She waved her hand, and several withered immortal herbs appeared on the table.

“These are the ones you gave me. I intended to refine them into pills and return them to you, but you broke through so suddenly that I had no choice but to use them directly,” Leng Wuyan said with a hint of helplessness.

Refining the immortal materials into pills would have produced the best effect, and directly absorbing them was akin to wasting their potential. But since it helped Li Ran’s breakthrough, it wasn’t entirely wasted.

Li Ran looked at her seriously. “Master, you’re so good to me.”

Leng Wuyan’s cheeks turned red. “They were your belongings, just being returned to their rightful owner.”

Li Ran leaned in with a sly smile. “What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is still yours.”

Leng Wuyan grew wary. “What are you doing, you cheeky disciple? Why are you getting so close?”

“I want to hear you call me by another name.”

“No way!”

“Just once, please?”

“You’re so annoying… Fine, my… husband~”

Hearing her call him that, Li Ran couldn’t resist anymore. His desire flared, and he felt his throat go dry. He wasn’t a saint or a monk—how could he not react to this?

Driven by lust, he leaned in and kissed her tender, white neck. His hand caressed her soft, perky hips, exploring lower. As his fingers grazed her skin, as smooth as tofu, his lips traced along her flawless neckline, kissing her earlobe, cheeks, and finally her moist, cherry-red lips.

His tongue parted her lips, slipping into her mouth to seek out her sweet little tongue. At the same time, his hands continued their exploration, bringing intense pleasure to Leng Wuyan. Slowly, he removed her thin undergarments.

He gently licked her earlobe and whispered, “Master, are you willing to give yourself to me?”

“Mhm,” Leng Wuyan murmured, her face glowing with love and desire, as she answered with a touch of happiness and clarity.

“Good!” Li Ran responded softly and passionately. Without another word, he prepared to move forward.

He teased her for a while, ensuring she was ready, then slowly entered her.

“Mmm…” A flicker of pain crossed Leng Wuyan’s face, and Li Ran thought, Better to rip the bandage off quickly! and thrust in deeply.

“Ah!” Leng Wuyan let out a soft cry. Li Ran stopped, leaned down, and kissed her lips to comfort her.

After a while, Leng Wuyan, filled with happiness, whispered, “Ran’er, it doesn’t hurt anymore. You can move now.”

Overjoyed, Li Ran began to move gently.

Leng Wuyan clung to him like an octopus, completely immersed in the pleasure of their lovemaking, moaning with abandon. With deliberate teasing from Li Ran, she even started to cry out passionately.

Eventually, with an enticing cry, Leng Wuyan reached her peak. Her body trembled as she released her virgin yin essence.

At the same time, Li Ran no longer held back and released his essence as well, using an unknown dual-cultivation technique.

After some time, Li Ran realized that not only had he broken through further, but he had also made Leng Wuyan even more alluring.

…

The next morning.

Li Ran stepped out of the bedchamber, looking refreshed as he stretched comfortably.

Last night, after successfully taking his master, they had gone at it for quite some time, and he ended up staying the night in her room. After their passionate encounter, they had whispered sweet nothings all night, leaving his once-cold master blushing and flustered.

The only downside was when he pretended to sleepwalk later in the night, trying for another round, but was kicked out of bed.

Seeing Li Ran emerge from the bedchamber, the guards were stunned. “Holy Son, you’re up early to greet the Sect Master?”

The guards who had just come on duty assumed Li Ran had just arrived.

The idea of someone staying overnight in the Sect Master’s chambers was unthinkable for most people.

Li Ran nodded. “Yes, I came to pay my respects to Master.”

One of the guards gave him a thumbs up, praising, “The Holy Son is truly a model disciple, always so respectful to the Sect Master!”

Li Ran replied seriously, “Of course. My filial piety towards Master is as clear as the sun and moon.”

“The Holy Son is truly filial…”

…

Behind the door, Leng Wuyan, recalling the previous night, felt a wave of emotion. She softly scoffed, thinking to herself, Filial piety? More like lust!