### Chapter 107: Completely Squeezed Dry
Who would’ve thought that Tao Jiu’er almost made things worse with her good intentions? It’s safe to say that there are more hidden truths between Yun Zhonghe, Mu Jixue, and Lin Zhongyu than a soap opera.
Luckily, things got resolved after Tao Jiu’er and Lin Zhongyu explained their side of the story repeatedly. Of course, these details were completely unknown to Yun Zhonghe, who wasn’t even aware that Tao Jiu’er didn’t tell him anything.
Perhaps it was for the best, avoiding another spat between Mu Jixue and Yun Zhonghe. God forbid it escalated into something physical; you never know what could happen from a simple text message!
Other than the slight hiccup with Mu Jixue, everything went smoothly elsewhere.
It turned out that Yun Zhonghe didn’t just send greetings to Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu; he also messaged Xiao Yang, Xiao Yue, and Luo Qing politely. They all responded eagerly, almost instantly, showing they valued his every word.
Song Ziwei replied just a tad slower but still promptly, indicating how much she treasured the connection with Yun Zhonghe.
Then there was Qin Hongye, who had gone silent for some time. But Yun Zhonghe didn’t think too much about it; he was sure they were already friends, and a delayed reply shouldn’t affect that bond.
It’s said many friendships shatter over missed messages, but not for Yun Zhonghe—he’s too determined! Little did Yun Zhonghe know, Qin Hongye had been thrilled and almost couldn’t sleep upon receiving his message.
“Master Yun! Master Yun! Master Yun sent me a message saying ‘good night’!”
On her bed, Qin Hongye’s eyes sparkled like stars, repeatedly immersed in the sound-transmitting pendant from Master Yun. These words seemed to have magical powers that kept her fixed on them.
Master Yun sent a transmission message just for her! He must be missing her badly! Could those words mean something deeper? Should she sneakily go see him?
But they just met recently. Even though Master Yun confessed his feelings, and she liked him, they should take it slow, right?
And they seem so destined—parents knew each other, even nearly engaged back then. Father also supported their relationship. Everything seems to push them together!
What should I do? What should I write back?! Argh! I’m so frustrated!
But this frustration is sweetly delicious.
To think, the usually no-nonsense Miss Qin is now being delicate, acting like a lovesick teenager. Love makes people act crazy!
Love love love love love love love love!
She’s so smitten that her thoughts are scrambled, like the way her flat belly puffs up when she gets excited.
Breathing hot air and seeing dollar signs, she wrapped herself in her blanket like a caterpillar and rolled around the bed in excitement. Eventually, her hand reached between her tightly crossed legs while mumbling Yun Zhonghe’s name and started to… uh, “grind.”
That night, it’s rumored that Qin Hongye’s room was continually emitting intense fire-type spiritual energy, even shooting straight into the sky…
…
[Qin Hongye: Thanks for your greetings, Yun Brother. Good night.]
The next morning, just as Yun Zhonghe yawned and climbed out of bed, he received a new message.
Yun Zhonghe: ???
Wait, this message just came through? By the time dawn broke, why say ‘good night’ again?
Feeling confused, he wasn’t sure what to do.
He finally edited a brief reply after much deliberation.
In a few days, Yun Zhonghe will leave the Yunn Clan and head to Xuantian Sect for cultivation.
So, there won’t be any travel plans, and currently, he doesn’t have other goals either.
No plans today, so probably…
Kinky stuff…
Just joking, of course, he’s going to practice his sword skills.
Swords have always been his passion. In Yun Zhonghe’s mind, he feels a god-like presence when dealing with women, and he believes he’s getting closer to divinity.
This is thanks to the family’s ancient art, the Golden Yang Technique, which keeps him composed with women while filling him with vitality, ready to overcome any sword challenge.
Especially the tricky double-sword technique he worked on last night. After a night of contemplation, he felt inspired and understood a new insight into performing the technique.
He was eager to try it.
Unexpected events always seem to favor Yun Zhonghe. Right as he picked up his backup magical sword, Tao Jiu’er arrived.
“Junior Master, Your Majesty and Her Grace want you to see them.”
“Dad and Mom?”
Feeling a bit disappointed, it looked like he’d have to tackle other responsibilities first.
He didn’t expect Dad to free himself so quickly—thought Mom would scold him forever.
When Yun Zhonghe changed clothes and appeared in the hall, he was shocked by his father’s thin appearance.
Yun Zhongtian looked two sizes smaller—hollow cheeks, dark eye sockets, utterly exhausted.
While his cultivation seemed to have skyrocketed, he might have even advanced a level.
Yun Zhonghe was unsure whether to worry or congratulate his dad.
Mom, however, looked young and vibrant, with glowing skin—seemed she’d found a fountain of youth.
This could be the rumored feeling of “springtime rejuvenation.”
Just then, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu were also invited into the hall.
Upon meeting Yun Zhonghe’s gaze, Mu Jixue trembled slightly, looking wary before being stopped by Lin Zhongyu.
Yun Zhonghe was puzzled, thinking he didn’t offend anyone.
Last night, he behaved respectfully.
“Greetings to Uncle and Aunt…”
Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu greeted politely. Seeing the stark contrast between Yun Zhongtian’s and Mrs. Chen’s appearance, they paused in shock.
How did a powerhouse like a Golden Core cultivator become hunched overnight? Not even his Golden Core escaped unscathed.
These thoughts were well hidden by the trio; only Tao Jiu’er stood calmly, used to such changes.
“Don’t worry, dear, the Lord has just been stressed, but he’ll recover soon. You’ll face similar challenges.”
Chen smiled.
Yun Zhonghe: ?
What does Mother mean? Why can’t I understand any of this?
Even Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu were equally confused.
Seeing their blank faces, Chen sighed and glanced at Tao Jiu’er.
Tao Jiu’er returned the look, seemingly engaging in some silent exchange with Chen.
Chen: You’ll have to teach them, Tao Jiu’er.
Tao Jiu’er: Don’t worry, Madam, I’ll do my best to guide them.
With that, Chen felt reassured.
Her gaze then swept towards the puzzled trio.
“Today, I called you here because Immortal Alliance extended an invitation. This time, not only did you slay two Golden Core demons in Qingzhu Town, saving many cultivators, the Alliance wants to honor you. A commendation ceremony will be held in the city, and afterward, you’ll get a chance to enter the Myriad Path Divine Tower.”
