**Chapter 95: The Charisma of the Yellow-Haired Guy**
In a tranquil room, the sound of two distinct streams echoed—one quick, one slow, one slightly high-pitched, the other a bit heavier, like the gentle babbling of clear springs.
If you listened closely, you could imagine the stark difference in size between the owners of these two sounds.
Though the task was completed in just a minute, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu felt that time dragged on indefinitely. Their jade-like faces brightly flushed, a hue that could bring tears to a painter’s eye.
Despite Yun Zhonghe being the perfect gentleman with his back turned and honorably refraining from prying with his spiritual energy, Mu Jixue was still immensely embarrassed.
Why? Because simply looking foolish in front of Yun Zhonghe was humiliating enough.
Who would’ve thought she’d find herself in such a predicament one day?
Honestly, she could not face anyone now.
“Ahhh…”
At last, as the sound in the bottle signaled that it was full, the two finally finished their ‘business’, with Lin Zhongyu taking a deep breath.
Next came the sound of fabric rustling as they tidied themselves up. Mu Jixue, her face a mix of turmoil, walked behind Yun Zhonghe and patted him on the shoulder.
“Okay, you can turn around now.”
“Hmm.”
Yun Zhonghe nodded, removed the blindfold, and when he turned back, he was greeted with the sight of a stunning young lady with a flushed face like a fire-kissed sunset, sparkling eyes, and luscious red lips.
All evidence of her earlier excitement.
Yun Zhonghe, understanding her feelings, chose to ignore these signs and gave his buddy the benefit of the doubt, acting as if nothing had ever happened.
He pulled out the cork, ready to put the two warm porcelain bottles away, knowing that just by replenishing the materials, the door should open automatically.
However, as he was about to do so, Mu Jixue shuddered, rushing forward.
“No need! We’ll handle it ourselves! This stuff… it’s so dirty! You don’t have to bother!”
Mu Jixue felt incredibly shy and nervous.
Yun Zhonghe fell silent.
It was just holy water—what was the big deal? We’re buddies, c’mon, I don’t mind!
Lin Zhongyu, who usually echoed Yun Zhonghe’s sentiments, now insisted he not lift a finger either. She just couldn’t bear to let Yun Zhonghe feel the warmth of her ‘golden liquid’.
Yun Zhonghe felt a twinge of regret. He thought it would be a good chance to show that he didn’t mind at all.
But alas, the heart yearns, while the maid remains indifferent.
Deep down, Yun Zhonghe sensed a rift between them—it wasn’t close enough to dismiss such feelings.
Looks like he had quite a journey ahead.
One day, he too would be able to drape an arm over Huang Aotian’s shoulder like a true brother.
But…
You ladies really need to cool down; that golden liquid is way too vibrant! Better get you some good nourishment back home!
Although it was merely a fleeting glance, the quick-witted Yun Zhonghe caught the hint and thought this was a fantastic opportunity to ‘feed’ them some medicine!
This was definitely worth noting; after returning, he would surely make a tonic for them.
Yun Zhonghe felt excited, thinking he would become just a bit stronger.
In the end, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu each took their respective bottles, corked them, and tossed them into the room’s material intake.
Sure enough, with a resounding boom, the solid door creaked open.
The three hurriedly exited the blush-inducing room.
Mu Jixue swore she would never again meditate in the same room as Yun Zhonghe.
“This secret room is starting to condense again! What a treasure! Reporting this could yield some nice rewards.”
Given the size of this secret room, moving it was out of the question. They would have to report it to the Immortal Alliance, who would handle it.
Of course, once the government got involved, they wouldn’t leave them empty-handed either; the Immortal Alliance would surely reward them.
“Yun bro! Mu girl! Lin girl! You’ve been in there for ages, didn’t something go awry?”
Song Ziwei and the others had already come out, waiting outside for quite some time.
So, Yun Zhonghe briefly recounted their adventure.
Naturally, keeping in mind Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu’s dignity, he omitted any overly personal details—especially the part about how the heavenly milk caused a sudden need to relieve oneself. No way he was mentioning that!
For now, they’d pretend nothing had happened. Although they should share any potential gains equally, he simply couldn’t bring himself to speak about it.
Thus, Yun Zhonghe engaged in silent communication with Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu, agreeing that whenever they received their share from reporting the secret room, they would divide it evenly, while the ‘holy milk’ would cover their portions.
【But doesn’t that mean Yun bro won’t get anything?】 Lin Zhongyu chimed in.
Yun Zhonghe chuckled: 【It’s fine, you two have enough gains; I’m good either way.】
He always placed himself at the bottom, yet held them in high regard.
Such selflessness was rather charming to Lin Zhongyu.
Unbeknownst to her, her gaze at Yun Zhonghe had begun to change.
Mu Jixue: “…”
Mu Jixue saw everything unfold but chose to stay silent this time.
“A secret room capable of condensing heavenly milk? Wow, how much is that worth?!”
Xiao Yang and Xiao Yue stood dumbfounded. They’d only managed to dig up some low-tier pills in the warehouse, worth about a hundred spirit stones, and thought they were well off.
Lady Luo Qing was equally speechless, having found only a few tattered cultivation manuals, estimated to be worth slightly over two hundred spirit stones. To a lone cultivator like her, that was a small fortune.
“A secret room like this is worth at least a hundred thousand spirit stones, but it depends on efficiency and auxiliary materials,” Song Ziwei estimated.
“A hundred thousand spirit stones?! For the seven of us, doesn’t that mean over ten thousand each?! I’m hitting the roof!!!”
Xiao Yang was ecstatic, practically jumping off the walls.
True, he was from the Xiao family, but he didn’t hold a high position within it, so access to resources was extremely limited.
Ten thousand spirit stones was an astronomical figure beyond his wildest dreams!
Lady Luo Qing, overwhelmed by happiness, felt a warmth in her eyes—perhaps she was finally done with her hard days.
Life as a rogue cultivator was tough; without a power to back them, resources were scarce. Had it not been for the Immortal Alliance, their prospects would be significantly dimmer. Many rogue cultivators, driven by desperation, even turned to less savory paths that endangered mortals.
With this sum of spirit stones, she could fly higher.
“However, everyone, don’t celebrate too early. Even after reporting to the Immortal Alliance, the final reward could be diminished. Plus, since it was discovered by Yun bro and his pals, I think they deserve the lion’s share of this valuable find.”
Song Ziwei didn’t want to rain on their parade, but she felt the biggest benefits should definitely go to Yun Zhonghe and the others.
Though it was said to be a split reward, in reality, luck often dictated who got the real treasures, while mundane resources were divvied up fairly.
Moreover, Song Ziwei could see that Yun Zhonghe and his companions had been trapped inside for a whole hour and likely faced peril as well—escaping was no easy feat.
They could have easily hoarded the secret room themselves, but they chose to reveal it and share, feeling too embarrassed to simply accept it all for themselves.
Once Xiao Yang, Xiao Yue, and Lady Luo Qing regained their senses, they nodded in agreement with Song Ziwei’s reasoning. After all, during this trip to Qingzhu Town, the four of them hadn’t contributed much. All the big challenges were taken care of by Yun Zhonghe and his friends without any assistance. It wouldn’t make sense to take more than their fair share.
