Chapter 228: Please Brother Yun Help Me With My Cultivation
“What’s this…”
After completing his cultivation, Yun Zhonghe slowly exhaled a breath, as if he had cleansed both body and soul, releasing all his stress.
But as he looked down at his hands that were carefully massaging Mu Jixue, he realized they were covered in some strange sticky substance. In the faint light, these droplets shimmered with an eerie glow.
Could these be the impurities within the meridians?
Yun Zhonghe was taken aback. This wasn’t what he expected. He had gone through spirit purification before, where the impurities expelled were usually nasty and foul, like decades-old river sludge that stank to high heaven.
But the substance oozing from Mu Jixue’s body was completely different from his memories.
It was crystal clear, almost like the purest dew on morning leaves, and as soft as gelatin quivering in the summer sun. Not only did it look tempting, but it also had a refreshing, elegant aroma that made Yun Zhonghe want to collect it—like someone would a precious gem.
His secret pink memory museum—a room with some interesting collections—seemed about to gain a new addition!
Just kidding. (Haha)
If he did such a thing, it would be game over for him.
Huang Aotian would definitely come swinging her axe and demanding revenge on “Yellow-haired” while shouting, “Our enmity cannot be resolved,” which would send chills down anyone’s spine.
So, Yun Zhonghe decided to drop that idea.
Looking at his hands, which now smelled faintly of the impurities, Yun Zhonghe couldn’t help but sigh. He finally understood why women always carry a mysterious and alluring fragrance. Even their meridians seemed to radiate a scent.
Of course, he didn’t think every girl did this, and he had never heard of such an odd thing before. Perhaps Huang Aotian was just special.
Still, this was the first time he’d seen impurities from a girl’s cultivation, worthy of a memory to cherish!
It was proof that their friendship had grown even closer! They were literally washing each other’s backs!
“Miss Jixue. Miss Jixue?”
Yun Zhonghe called out, but Mu Jixue didn’t react. She seemed to be sinking.
Mu Jixue was in trouble!
She appeared to have passed out. Her face was half-submerged, and she was bubbling in the water.
Yun Zhonghe grew anxious, ignoring everything else and quickly reached to support her.
He reached under her armpit, but the girl had developed wonderfully, and he ended up touching something very soft.
Moreover, it was a completely clothing-free, close-contact experience—heavy silk-like smoothness filled his hand, elastic and slippery, making him almost lose his mind.
Yun Zhonghe swallowed hard, feeling something stir inside.
Cold stem, cold stem! Don’t be foolish!
Yun Zhonghe promptly looked away, but could still feel the soft texture of her skin, causing immense internal struggle.
Her sleeping face was angelic, almost glowing with divine light.
Yun Zhonghe held his breath, warning himself not to make any mistakes.
d*mn it… It’s all because of Xue Yunjian tasting the flesh. Now he can’t control himself, as if his soul has been stolen.
Yun Zhonghe cursed inwardly, looking at Mu Jixue submerged in the pool and tried using spiritual energy to awaken her.
But Mu Jixue remained unresponsive. Yun Zhonghe reluctantly sought external help.
Moments later, Lin Zhongyu arrived.
She rushed over when she received a spirit message requesting assistance. But the scene before her made her pause, her gaze lingering between Mu Jixue and Yun Zhonghe.
Mu Jixue was n*ked, enjoying the hot baths, while Yun Zhonghe supported her, his hand touching her skin. The image ignited Lin Zhongyu’s imagination, leading her mind through various suggestive fantasies.
The two were enjoying themselves, Yun Zhonghe rubbing vigorously, and Mu Jixue… pushing him into the water…
Oh no… It’s all my fault; I can’t let Brother Yun fully enjoy himself. How sorry I am.
Lin Zhongyu bowed her head in shame, deciding to give Yun Zhonghe space until he relaxed.
“I really didn’t do anything!”
Yun Zhonghe said, genuinely distressed.
Of course, Lin Zhongyu was only teasing him. She knew Yun Zhonghe’s integrity.
After he explained, she easily accepted it.
She nodded with understanding smile, “I see, then allow me to help Brother Yun take her.”
“You were a great help.”
Yun Zhonghe breathed a sigh of relief. Gratitude filled his heart.
Mu Jixue was unconscious in the herbal bath, unable to dress or be taken back. If discovered, the consequences would be dire.
Or worse, Master Youyue might find this sight and certainly castigate Yun Zhonghe.
He hadn’t intended this at all. Just trying to help her recover, but the effects were so potent, causing her to faint from ecstasy.
Miscalculation.
When inviting Lin Zhongyu, Yun Zhonghe felt anxious, fearing she might misinterpret and judge him unfavorably.
Thankfully, understanding Lin Zhongyu accepted his “excuse.”
It moved him deeply—indeed, she was the most gentle and kind female lead. His earlier investments paid off handsomely.
Overthinking, he realized for Lin Zhongyu, this was no big deal; she was used to such things. Her acceptance stemmed from her recognizing Yun Zhonghe’s gratitude.
Even Lin Zhongyu felt a twinge of pity for Mu Jixue—if she could just take one step forward, they could make more progress.
But now…
With Mu Jixue taking shortcuts, Lin Zhongyu felt a stirring desire.
After settling Mu Jixue, Lin Zhongyu felt conflicted watching her flushed face.
She turned to Yun Zhonghe, who was busy draining the bath.
“Brother Yun.”
“Hmm?”
Yun Zhonghe responded nonchalantly, eyes still focused on his task.
Lin Zhongyu approached hesitantly: “There seems to be some residual spiritual energy in the herbs.”
“Hmm, Miss Jixue’s talents are extraordinary. She absorbs spiritual energy efficiently, leaving behind substantial residue.”
The precious medicinal fluids had lost much of their efficacy after helping Mu Jixue, rendering them useless.
Meanwhile, Lin Zhongyu’s heart raced. She felt a strange urge rising.
“Can I… take a turn?”
Yun Zhonghe almost dropped the utensil.
He turned around to see her blushing face, eyes wide.
Lin Zhongyu shifted nervously, explaining in a low voice: “I need some fire spirit force recently, these leftovers are perfect. Waste not.”
Her golden eyes sparkled with earnestness.
Yun Zhonghe’s head buzzed.
No!
First Huang Aotian, now the female lead—with such temptations, he feared losing control.
He stood at destiny’s crossroads.
“Jixue… I checked. She’ll be sedated for a long time, you needn’t worry.”
Yun Zhonghe’s expression changed.
Checking like that? That’s out of character!
“She’s fine for a short soak.”
Despite the distractions, Yun Zhonghe urged.
But his calm shattered.
She wanted to soak together?
“Sure, go ahead. I’ll leave.”
Before Yun Zhonghe could move, Lin Zhongyu grabbed his sleeve.
“So… together?”
Her tone wavered.
“No, no, not like that!”
This was too much! He imagined the scenario and felt flustered.
Lin Zhongyu was acting strange today!
What got into her?
Inviting him to soak together… What was going on?!
His heart pounded in his chest.
Yet it was neither shyness nor excitement, but sheer concern for his safety.
Lin Zhongyu clenched her teeth, eyes flickering with resolve: “Recently, I learned a new technique that needs harmony among the five elements. As a Gold spirit root, I struggle with Fire. I need your help, Brother Yun.”
Yun Zhonghe’s mouth hung open in shock.
That works?
He realized Lin Zhongyu, being feminine, struggled with the fiery energies. He, as a male Gold root, had an easier time handling them.
If she truly needed guidance for balancing elements, having his support would ease the process.
However…
Lin Zhongyu knew her request was abrupt but was determined to take the unconventional path like Mu Jixue.
Mu Jixue was moving forward, so should she.
Sometimes, shortcuts had their merits!
She loved Yun Zhonghe so much.
“If Snow can do it, so can I.”
Her heart raced, hands trembling.
“Brother Yun, will you help me? It’s my lifelong request, please say yes.”
Meeting Lin Zhongyu’s sincere gaze, Yun Zhonghe found himself lost in thought.
Her pleading eyes were irresistible.
Reason fought emotion; reason urged caution, but emotions raged.
Finally, giving in, he sighed, “Alright.”
Defeat.
As soon as he agreed, regret washed over him.
He knew it would happen. Once broken, everything fell apart.
Xue Yunjian, prepare for your fate!
(Xue Yunjian blinked confused: I’m always ready!)
