I alone am the Honoured One!

Chapter 561 Aftermath of the dispute!

561  Aftermath of the dispute!

Zhao Tian glanced at Yao Jing with a wry smile "Cheating? you're thinking too much,"

Li Jia's gaze darted between them, her mind racing in confusion 'Cheating? Master? What is happening here?'

Yao Jing crossed her arms, her sharp eyes narrowing further. "Thinking too much? That vixen practically whispered her intentions into your ear in front of me. If she's not already tangled with you, she's clearly planning to be." Zhao Tian let out a soft chuckle, brushing off the tension. "She likes to tease, that's all. Don't read too deeply into her words." "Mmhm," Yao Jing huffed, unconvinced but unwilling to press the issue further. Meanwhile, Li Jia was surprised to see Sect Elders speaking so casually with Zhao Tian, as if they were equals.

But what truly shocked her was the implication of familiarity, intimacy even.

'Just what is Zhao Tian's relationship with these Sect Elders?' Before she could fully process it, Yao Jing's eyes landed on her, and her lips curled into a smile. "And this must be little Jia you talked about, Hehehe."

Glancing at her bruise, she uttered "Looks like you've been through quite a bit."

Li Jia stiffened under her eyes, her hands instinctively tightening on Zhao Tian's arm. "Y-Yes, Sect Elder," she stammered.

Yao Jing raised an eyebrow, her smile deepening. "Sect Elder? My, Tian'er, she's so proper with her words. How adorable."

Zhao Tian sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Don't tease her. She's been through enough today."

"Hehe..." Yao Jing smiled and reached out, pinching his chee delicately "After cleaning up your body, come to my chamber."

Zhao Tian nodded lightly. "Mhm." With a casual wave of her hand, Yao Jing turned and left, her flowing robes trailing behind her as she disappeared into the corridor, leaving Zhao Tian and Li Jia alone. "Come in..."

Pushing the door open, Zhao Tian stepped inside, and Li Jia followed close behind. Without a word, Zhao Tian reached out, gently taking her wrist and guiding her toward the bed. He motioned for her to sit.

Smiling softly, he lifted his hand to graze her cheek, his fingertips warm with light energy. A soft glow emanated from his hand as he began to heal the bruise on her face. Li Jia winced slightly as the energy worked its way through her skin, but the pain quickly faded, replaced by a soothing warmth. "Tell me what happened."

Li Jia let out a soft sigh, her shoulders relaxing slightly as she began to speak. "This morning, they came to my room asking about my sister, and I told them I didn't know where she was." She paused, glancing down at her hands before continuing, "They already knew that I was aware of my sister being… an evil cultivator. They pressed further, asking about the man she was following before she disappeared." "I refused to tell them, but they smacked my face and asked me about you."

"Seems like Li Xueyan has already told you about them and asked me to show your room."

"In hopes that you might solve the problem, I bought them for you.. but I didn't expect it to escalate to a life or death match."

Zhao Tian's eyes squinted in thought "Hmm, good.. if you ever have problems in the future, bring them to me."

A soft smile appeared on her lips, and she nodded her head "Mhm..."

With a sigh, he stood up, stretching his arms "Then, I am going to clean myself up.."

Li Jia nodded her head and stood up from the bed "Then I shall take my leave."

Zhao Tian turned to her, his lips curling into a faint smile. "You don't have to leave in such a hurry,"

Li Jia chuckled softly, shaking her head. "I'll come back later. You need some time to rest after today."

...

"Oh my goodness, you scared me there when I saw you drenched in blood."

Fei Lingxi let out a soft sigh as she poured another mug of hot water over Zhao Tian's body, the steam curling up around them in the dimly lit bathing space. Her hands moved with care, the wet cloth gliding over his shoulders, chest, and arms as she cleaned away the blood and grime that clung stubbornly to his skin.

Only a piece of towel was on her chest, covering her body as she went behind him and kneeled on the floor.

She leaned closer, her towel-clad body brushing lightly against his as she worked.

Her damp hair fell over her shoulder, and she blew at it absentmindedly to get it out of the way.

Zhao Tian was sitting there with closed eyes, letting the hot water sink into his body, enjoying the comfort radiating from it.

"Did you get into another fight, or is this some beast blood?"

Zhao Tian shook his head as the damp hair stuck to his face "No.. I was having a life-and-death match with two seniors in sect. The blood stains are from killing them." "I see…" She sighed softly and shook her head, resuming her work.

Her hands moved with a delicate yet firm touch, brushing the cloth along the contours of his back. "Just… be careful, husband," she said, her voice soft but laced with concern.

"I always am," he replied, a faint chuckle escaping his lips.

"Mmhm, says the man who comes back drenched in blood." Fei Lingxi's lips twitched into a small, playful smile.

Her hands wandered over his arms, trailing the cloth along his biceps before moving to his shoulders.

She kneaded the muscles there lightly, her touch soothing yet firm.

Zhao Tian let out a soft sigh, his body leaning into her touch. "You're good at this," he murmured.

With a chuckle, she kissed his nape "Of course, I have to give my husband the utmost care..."

Zhao Tian turned around and gently clasped the towel, pulling it away from her body "From whom are you hiding this?"

"Ah, you naughty Husband..." Fei Lingxi pouted her lips and continued clening his body.

After a while, Fei Lingxi leaned back, giving his now-clean body an approving nod. "There," she said, standing up and brushing her damp hands on her towel.

"Your body is spotless. Stand up, husband." As he stood up, Fei Lingxi grabbed a dry towel from a nearby stand, her expression softening as she approached him. "Hold still," she said, placing the towel over his head and beginning to dry his damp hair. Her hands moved gently, the towel brushing through his white hair as she hummed a soft tune under her breath.

Zhao Tian watched her with a small smile, his hands instinctively reaching out to pull her closer.

"ah..." Fei Lingxi let out a soft gasp, her hands pausing for a moment before she chuckled, pulling the towel over her head as well, enveloping them both in its warmth.

Under the makeshift cocoon, Zhao Tian leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, lingering kiss.

"Hmm..." Fei Lingxi's breath hitched, and her hands slid from his hair to his shoulders, gripping them lightly as she melted into the kiss.

Zhao Tian's lips moved against hers with a gentle insistence, his hands tightening around her waist, pulling her even closer.

Fei Lingxi responded eagerly, her fingers curling into the fabric of his towel as she tilted her head, deepening the kiss.

"Husband..."

...

Meanwhile, in the main hall, Xia Shenyi stood there stunned "Eh? Tian's birthday?"

----------------------------------------------------

I hope you guys liked this chapter!