After the joyous reunion, several big men were thoroughly drunk.
In the end, it was the girls, Su Su, Luo Jiaying, Cao XuRong, Wang Fang, and others who cleaned up the mess.
However, at this moment, though they were working hard, they were also enjoying themselves.
After all, having the family together, reunited, was better than anything.
If Old Master Cao and Han Zhongyi were still alive, they would surely have been even happier this time.
Returning to their rooms, Han Lang circulated his spiritual energy to expel the drunkenness caused by the alcohol.
With such a beautiful night, he didn't want to miss this rare opportunity and naturally wanted to spend some intimate time with the long-lost Luo Jiaying.
At Han Lang's suggestion, the two of them flew straight to the rooftop.
Sitting on the eaves, looking at the full moon, Luo Jiaying nestled in Han Lang's arms. At this moment, she felt incredibly happy.
"Brother Han Lang!"
Luo Jiaying suddenly called out softly.
"Mmm!"
Han Lang replied gently.
Luo Jiaying suddenly raised her head and looked at Han Lang. Under the moonlight, a faint tear shimmered in her eyes.
"Brother Han Lang, can you teach me to cultivate?"
Han Lang was a little surprised.
He understood how cruel the world of cultivators was.
This was also why he had always been unwilling to involve his family.
However, from another perspective, if he had introduced Old Master Cao and his father to the path of cultivation earlier, perhaps the tragedy could have been avoided.
For a moment, facing Luo Jiaying's request, he was at a loss.
Luo Jiaying thought Han Lang's silence meant refusal, so she quickly said,
"Brother Han Lang, I'm serious! You don't know how difficult my life has been these past few years while you were away, under Zhao Wei's deliberate suppression. I don't want to live a life where I'm at the mercy of others like my parents. I want to have the ability and confidence to protect the people around me, so please agree to it!"
Han Lang felt a pang in his heart.
If Luo Jiaying wanted to cultivate because she admired cultivators flying around and wielding natural powers, as he did before, he might have accepted it more easily.
However, Luo Jiaying's reason was to protect those around her.
This was enough to show how much she had suffered in his absence.
For a moment, he didn't know how to respond to Luo Jiaying.
Looking at her expectant eyes, Han Lang's heart softened.
He was overthinking.
The most crucial thing, and his concern, was what if he were absent again for some reason; how would Luo Jiaying protect herself!
After thinking for a moment, Han Lang made up his mind and replied,
"Are you sure?"
Luo Jiaying nodded firmly.
Seeing her determined gaze, Han Lang finally relented.
"Alright! Then I'll temper your body now!"
Getting down from the eaves and returning to the bedroom, Han Lang repeated his previous actions. He filled the bathtub with warm water and then dropped the last remaining body-tempering pill into it.
"Take off your clothes, immerse your entire body in the water, and sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth according to the incantation I told you!"
This sentence immediately made Luo Jiaying's pretty face flush.
"All... all of it... off?"
Han Lang saw Luo Jiaying's shyness, gently held her shoulders, and looked into her eyes.
"Don't worry! I said I would marry you, so there's no need to be so formal between us. Besides, during the body tempering process, I must guard by your side to ensure your complete safety!"
Hearing Han Lang's explanation, Luo Jiaying finally agreed shyly.
But her movements were still extremely slow.
Suddenly, she abruptly lifted her half-lowered shoulder dress and said to Han Lang with extreme embarrassment,
"No! You're not allowed to look! You go out first, and I'll call you after I'm completely in the bathtub!"
Han Lang was a little disappointed.
It would be a lie to say he had no selfish intentions.
Having been with Luo Jiaying for so long, although they had held hands and kissed, he had never had the chance to see her body beneath her perfect curves.
He had originally intended to take this opportunity to do something, but Luo Jiaying had rejected him.
He wanted to persist a little longer, but Luo Jiaying took the initiative and pushed him out.
With no other choice, he had to temporarily suppress his burning desire and obediently walk out.
"Are you ready?"
Han Lang asked loudly after three to five minutes.
"Ready! You can come in!"
Upon re-entering the bathroom, Luo Jiaying's perfect body was already fully submerged in the dark green body-tempering pill solution.
But Han Lang was not disappointed at all.
Because he knew that after Luo Jiaying's body tempering was complete, the entire tub of water would become clear again, and then... hehehe.
Therefore, he was not in a hurry at all. He began to patiently teach Luo Jiaying a cultivation technique specifically suited for women, the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra!
As Luo Jiaying gradually got the hang of it, small whirlpools began to appear in the bathtub again.
This was a sign of the body-tempering pill transforming her body.
As the body-tempering pill solution grew fainter, Luo Jiaying's face became increasingly rosy, and her skin became even more delicate, smooth, and plump.
"Wow! This figure is simply perfect!"
Although the water in the tub had not completely cleared, and Luo Jiaying's body was still somewhat faintly visible at first glance, it was precisely this hint of obscurity that Han Lang found more attractive.
But just as he was having impure thoughts, suddenly, a golden phoenix phantom shot out from Luo Jiaying's body.
The high-pitched phoenix cry reverberated, causing Han Lang, who was guarding nearby, to widen his eyes.
"This... this... could this be the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sacred Body, a phenomenon that appears once in ten thousand years, from the memories of the Otherworldly Medicine Venerable?"
Han Lang was stunned.
He never imagined that Luo Jiaying's body contained such immense power.
Legend had it that the possessor of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sacred Body could cultivate at an astonishing speed, and even at the same stage, or even one stage higher, they could remain undefeated due to the special nature of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sacred Body.
Truly invincible!
"I've hit the jackpot! I never expected Xiao Ying to be the possessor of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Sacred Body. This body tempering was simply too wise!"
Han Lang was uncontrollably excited.
He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the water in the tub gradually clearing, nor did he have any ulterior motives to admire Luo Jiaying's jade-like body.
It wasn't until the phoenix phantom returned to Luo Jiaying's body that Luo Jiaying gradually opened her eyes.
The body tempering was naturally successful!
But when she saw Han Lang looking at her with such excitement, she couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Following his gaze back to herself, she saw that her own exquisite body was completely exposed.
Luo Jiaying went wild and screamed,
"Ah! Pervert!"
She casually threw a bar of soap at Han Lang's forehead, while hastily covering her private parts with her hands.
Han Lang was jolted awake by this. He repeatedly turned his head and explained,
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand! I really wasn't looking at your body, I was looking at your face!"
This explanation only made things worse. Luo Jiaying's face turned crimson with embarrassment, and she repeatedly scolded,
"You're still talking! Hurry up and get out!"
Han Lang finally came to his senses and hurried out.
As he reached the door, Luo Jiaying's voice came again.
"Give me the bath towel!"
Han Lang obediently handed over the bath towel.
Walking out of the bathroom, he felt incredibly wronged.
Immediately after, Luo Jiaying also walked out, hugging the bath towel, and stared at Han Lang with a pouty expression.
"Xiao Ying, I really didn't..."
Before he could finish speaking, Luo Jiaying suddenly smiled and walked into his embrace, saying shyly,
"Brother Han Lang, I just thought about it. Actually, there's no need for us to be so formal. How about we take this opportunity to do what we should be doing?"
Han Lang was confused, "Really... really?"
Luo Jiaying's expression immediately changed. "I knew it, you old lecher!"
Han Lang was speechless. Didn't you just say that?
But before he could react, Luo Jiaying let go of her hands, and the bath towel instantly slipped down. Turning her face away, she was so shy that she almost dug a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.
"Brother Han Lang, you have to be gentle..."