Chapter 332: Bloody Well, You Lucky b*stard
The next morning, just as the first sliver of sunlight was peeking through the clouds and casting its glow over the serene residence, Yun Zhonghe was abruptly pulled from his dreamland by a series of hurried “tap tap tap” knocks on the door.
He slowly opened his eyes, still foggy with sleep, but soon a refreshing breeze filled his senses and instantly perked him up. He sat up with vigor, ready to take on the day.
His gaze wandered towards his side, and there he saw Mu Jixue, still lost in the bliss of slumber. A faint smile played on her peaceful face, seemingly untouched by any earthly noise—a testament to how deeply she was sleeping.
Girl could sleep like a log.
Seeing that Mu Jixue wasn’t waking up anytime soon, Yun Zhonghe carefully got out of bed, donned an outer robe, and tiptoed towards the entrance.
“Who’s there?”
Yun Zhonghe cautiously opened the door.
Outside stood a man dressed in the formal uniform of the Immortal Alliance, his robes billowing gently in the wind. Yun Zhonghe scrutinized the man and thought he seemed familiar, as if they had met before—yesterday perhaps.
This guy must have visited yesterday.
Actually, the man had come twice, once when Yun Zhonghe was asleep. The previous meeting ended with him stumbling upon Su Xiaoxiao and Su Xinghe giving Yun Zhonghe an unsuspected goodnight kiss while he snoozed.
The Immortal Alliance officer glanced around the room, confirming there were no other people present.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief; today, at least, there wouldn’t be any other pretty girls around to complicate things.
This dude was so jealous, he might explode.
It didn’t make sense to him. He did well in rigorous tests and secured a position as a full-fledged cultivator in the Alliance. He had some achievements, yet he couldn’t find a partner!
Not long ago, after an arrangement by his elders, he managed to meet a female cultivator, decent in looks and compatible personality. But as soon as she opened her mouth asking for a dowry of 300,000 spirit stones, he nearly had a heart attack.
He made just two or three thousand spirit stones a month and had only just joined the Alliance. Managing expenses was a real challenge, let alone saving up such an astronomical sum.
That meeting ended in failure, leaving him heartbroken and crushed, wallowing in sadness.
And now here he was, seeing Yun Zhonghe surrounded by laughing, cheerful girls. Could he get any more envious?
His heart was fragile and sensitive.
But as a representative of the Immortal Alliance, professionalism prevailed.
He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, burying his envy and jealousy deep down. He smiled professionally and said calmly, “Sir Yun Zhonghe, I am Lu Ren from the Enforcement Department of the Immortal Alliance. There has been a theft of spirit wine in Tianhai City involving important clues. We need your cooperation…”
At last, he caught Yun Zhonghe alone. Lu Ren felt slightly relieved.
But just as he finished speaking, a lazy, raspy voice from the bed interrupted them. “Uh…Yun Zhonghe, who’s there?”
Mu Jixue, disturbed from her slumber, rubbed her eyes and slowly propped herself up.
Her clothes were slightly disheveled, revealing just a hint of her undergarments. Her porcelain skin glowed softly under the morning light, highlighting her graceful collarbones—a sight to behold.
Unfortunately for Lu Ren, this vision was more of a curse than a comfort. His mood plummeted instantly.
F**K F**K F**K F**K F**K!
Another girl? And a blonde one at that!
Why was she getting up from Yun Zhonghe’s bed?
Was she the one who stayed the night with him?
d*mn, this is way too much!
Even injured, there are beautiful women taking care of him! What did he do to deserve this?
Doesn’t he ever have to do anything?!
Aaaaah, I’m gonna blow a gasket! FFFFFFFFFF…
Lu Ren’s eyes turned red with envy, barely containing his fury. How could someone be so d*mn lucky, surrounded by so many beauties, while he struggled in endless singlehood?
What was the point of his salary, when others could enjoy blissful life with their partners, while he could only dream?
d*mn, d*mn, d*mn!
In the end, Lu Ren found an excuse about urgent business and hurried back to the Alliance, promising to visit again later.
Yun Zhonghe scratched his head, puzzled but polite, then sent Lu Ren off and closed the door.
“Who was it?”
“Just another visit from the Alliance. Seems they’re gone now,” Yun Zhonghe shrugged.
“Ohhh…how annoying, I haven’t slept enough yet…” Mu Jixue mumbled drowsily before burrowing back into the covers.
Yun Zhonghe chuckled at her adorable demeanor.
He felt much better now, thanks to the medicine Mu Jixue applied yesterday. Although not the instant recovery kind of dan pill, the gentle effects had healed him overnight. He was ready to leave the hospital and return to Xuantian Sect with his friends.
By noon, Mu Jixue slowly woke up.
Rubbing her eyes, she watched Yun Zhonghe practicing sword movements nearby, shirtless. She was somewhat mesmerized by his athletic form.
Yun Zhonghe had been training for quite some time, regaining his peak condition.
Seeing him thriving, Mu Jixue felt genuinely happy. But remembering their cozy night, she blushed slightly, quickly brushing it off.
After all, what couldn’t be said with a good night’s sleep together.
“Yun Zhonghe, you feeling okay? How’s your body holding up?”
“Mm, pretty good. No issues anymore.”
“Thank goodness!”
Yun Zhonghe replied with a usual smile. No barriers between them.
Only something was off about his demeanor.
Despite feeling great, he could tell his body retained lingering traces of the extreme cold energy, making him uncomfortable.
Even worse than before.
He compressed the energy within, which offered some relief, but at a cost.
He didn’t want Mu Jixue worried or burdened.
“It’s already noon. Let’s go meet the others.”
Yun Zhonghe suggested.
Mu Jixue wasn’t thrilled to break their solitude, but she nodded obediently.
Su Xiaoxiao, Su Xinghe, and Xia Linglong gathered, delighted by Yun Zhonghe’s recovery. They chatted excitedly, asking about last night.
Apparently, Mu Jixue and Su Xiaoxing fiercely argued over night duties.
Su Xinghe thought Mu Jixue was unfit for the job.
Finally, Su Xinghe conceded, maybe out of respect for how Mu Jixue protected everyone during the Chen incident.
When asked about Yun Zhonghe’s rest, Mu Jixue awkwardly admitted she fell fast asleep.
She refused to admit the whole truth outright.
Feigning nonchalance, she insisted, “Of course, he’s well-taken care of. That’s why he recovered so quick!”
Su Xinghe narrowed her eyes, studying Mu Jixue suspiciously. “Really? Did you really stay awake the whole night?”
Mu Jixue paused for a moment, then retorted, “How could I not? I was by his side the entire night!”
She looked at Yun Zhonghe for support, hoping he’d play along.
Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Yun Zhonghe nodded silently to confirm Mu Jixue’s words, keeping their secret between them.
Though reluctant, Su Xinghe accepted his answer, though her skepticism remained.
