The phone reading: Diligence pays off. This time, the process of guiding the spiritual energy was extremely successful—the energy smoothly entered Qin Feng's body. Eight Zero E-book has moved to a new location. You thought you could still boast? Forget it—there's already a stronger spiritual energy circulating within his meridians, instantly consuming the previous one and integrating it into Qin Feng's cultivation. Just as Ling was about to exhale in relief, she suddenly sensed an unexpected surge of spiritual energy within her meridians—no weaker than the one she had just experienced. What on earth is going on? She couldn't quite make sense of it. Of course, this was all due to Qin Shao. He spoke up: "Ling, things aren't looking good. It turns out there's not just one, but a second surge of spiritual energy. Please don't move—I'll see this through. This one is quite troublesome, and I may need to employ some unconventional measures. You'll need to be mentally prepared!" Ling wanted to ask what exactly these unconventional measures were, but at that moment, she simply couldn't find the courage to speak. In fact, she was no longer in any danger at all—speaking out loud would be easy, let alone simply jumping off the lotus platform. How simple and gullible a young girl could be! Qin Shao smiled inwardly, thinking to himself that soon she would realize what truly unconventional measures were, especially his masterful skill of reading between the lines. Though he only used one hand, he quickly unbuttoned Ling'er's outer robe. Ling'er's body began to tremble subtly, unconsciously. Qin Shao immediately spoke again, "Breathe calmly. Everything I'm doing is solely to facilitate the process of guidance—there's no other intention. You needn't feel any pressure!" Ling'er nodded slightly, but her increasingly heavy breathing betrayed her, revealing that she simply couldn't remain composed. This was no surprise—any girl, perhaps, would find it difficult to remain unbothered while having her clothes removed by a man. With the continuous use of her graceful, dexterous hands, Ling'er's two outer garments and one inner garment were all removed. She didn't wear a bra but instead a pure silk white wrap that just barely covered her two small hills—her neck, like a swan's, above, and her flat abdomen with her charming, lively navel below. Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, Qin the Young stared at his little sister's pants for a long time, unsure of how to proceed. As for Qin's intentions, what further explanation is needed? You know, don't you? With a magician's grace, he produced the dagger, Huo Yin, and in a series of swift movements, Ling'er's silk long pants transformed into fluttering butterflies. Now, the only garment remaining on her body is a pair of underpants. Though closed-eyed, Ling'er clearly sensed that she was about to be stripped down to a white lamb. She couldn't help but ask, "Big bad guy Feng, what are you doing to me?" "Ling'er, how can you speak now? Isn't that quite dangerous?" "He solemnly instructed his younger sister, then said with serious demeanor, 'It's difficult to unblock the flow through clothing. Brother Feng will reiterate—absolutely not to take advantage of you!' 'Ah, I see.' The younger sister had been fooled, yet still asked, 'Why not just remove your top? Why do you need to take off your pants as well?' Of course! Without taking off your pants, how can I turn you from a young girl into a big sister? Though he thought this internally, he couldn't say so outright. Instead, he spoke with the utmost seriousness, 'Better safe than sorry. What if the spiritual energy flows to your legs? Then, by the time we remove your pants, it might seem a bit too late!' 'Ah, now I understand,' the younger sister nodded and quietly believed him. When Qin Jian saw the moment had matured, he flipped his hand, and the shawl covering Ling'er instantly disappeared, revealing the two prominent hills clearly. Though he had already felt them just a few hours earlier, seeing them now for the first time still left him stunned. The modest mound, quite alluring to someone who had grown accustomed to statuesque women with full chests, drew him irresistibly. Without realizing it, he lowered his head, aiming at one of the budding flowers. "Hmm..." Ling'er felt a tingling sensation that spread through her body, and couldn't help but hum softly. Qin Shao suddenly remembered that the door was still open—what if someone saw them, especially Lin Caiwei's mother or the Master of the Spirit Gate? That would be most awkward. With a thought, he instantly transported Ling'er and Liantai into the small steaming vessel. Ling'er was unaware of the change in setting; under the lingering sensation of tingling, she began to subtly shift and sway. Qin Shao then waved his hand, causing only her undergarments to drift away from her body. He straightened his back, pressing Ling'er beneath him, while himself became completely bare. The skin was pressed tightly against, and beneath that, a firm, solid thing was pressing against her abdomen. Ling couldn't help but open her eyes and ask, "Big bad guy, Feng, what are you doing? Have you finished with the drainage?" "Lin was startled into a gasp, droplets of red petals falling from the pure white lotus platform. A surge of spiritual energy spontaneously emanated from Qin Feng's dantian, flowed through the tightly connected areas between them, and entered Lin's body, swiftly repairing the damaged tissues. Lin widened her eyes, waiting for Qin's explanation. Even though her inner age was still young, she clearly understood what had just happened—since the moment the pain had begun, she was no longer a pure maiden. "What are you looking at? Aren't you in any pain?" he asked with a cheerful smile. "I'm not in pain anymore—I feel warm and cozy," Lin replied instinctively. "Heh, that's good. The fun game has only just begun. Are you ready, Lin?" he said with a mischievous grin, preparing to launch his 'attack.' Lin shook her head reluctantly, refusing to cooperate. "No, I'm not ready. You won't dare to bully me—I'll tell Master. He'll certainly not forgive you!" "But I've already been bothering you! Even if I stop now, it'll do no good!" "Then... alright. Just don't bother me too much, or else Master will have it out with you!" "Rest assured. From now on, it'll be care and attention, not botherings, hehe!"