Minglong

Chapter 127 You wretched demoness, you've really caused me a lot of trouble!

The riverside terrace was dimly lit, and a man and a woman sat side by side at a small table.

As time went on, Nangong Ye's body temperature rose higher and higher, large beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks, and his white dress began to mist from the inside out, gradually becoming soaked with sweat.

Xie Jinhuan, having been practicing his internal energy at a high intensity for an extended period, was gradually overheating himself. Seeing Nangong Ye's insatiable demands, he could only ask:

"I'm not made of iron either. Do you know anyone who can call for me?"

"call……"

Nangong Ye's limbs trembled slightly, and he almost shut down his consciousness, focusing all his efforts on resisting the potent poison in his lungs.

Ye Hongshang also appeared at this moment and sat down across the small table:

"Judging from the looks of it, you were careless just now and the Yang poison attacked your heart meridian. You can't suppress it. Go find Lin Wanyi. She should have a way to temporarily suppress the poison."

Xie Jinhuan felt that only Queyue Manor could handle this, so he immediately raised his hand and tried to pick up the black-clad female warrior who was covered in sweat.

But to his surprise, the female warrior in front of him noticed his movement, grabbed his collar, pinned him to the floor, and forcibly took his place.

"Hey? Mu..."

Stab la la——

Xie Jinhuan was jolted awake by the electric shock, but there was nothing he could do but try to comfort her by whispering in her ear:

"Don't get agitated, I'll take you to see a doctor who can help suppress the yang poison..."

Unfortunately, the woman on top of him didn't respond at all. Instead, she subconsciously adopted the best solution at hand, much like a cultivation machine—absorbing his vital energy, sealing his meridians, and preventing the spread of the yang poison...

Seeing that he was about to collapse, Xie Jinhuan tried to force himself up and carry the person away.

But the difference in their abilities was more than just a little. When they discovered that the 'radiator' beneath them was restless, several arcs of electricity flashed across their hands as they pressed it down.

"Hey!"

Xie Jinhuan also lacked magic immunity, so he was helpless and could only look to the ghost for help.

Ye Hongshang shrugged slightly: "She's wearing a protective magic artifact, which I can't interfere with, and you can't take it off either. However, this girl seems to have an iron will. Even though her mind was shaken by the strong poison, she's still trying to resolve it in the best way possible. She should be able to get through it on her own."

What if I can't make it through?

"Life and death are preordained, wealth and honor are determined by fate! You can't run away, what else can you do?"

"..."

Xie Jinhuan had nothing to say and could only lie on the floor being run over by the truck. After a long period of high-intensity exercise, his body gradually became burning hot, and his Qi began to decline uncontrollably.

Fortunately, the driver on board wasn't unaware of the importance of chivalry.

Perhaps sensing that the 'radiator' was about to overheat, Nangong Ye suddenly sprang up, his sharp eyes snapping open. Beads of sweat rolled down his chin as he looked down at Xie Jinhuan, his eyes clearly showing pain and lingering divine sense.
"You can't take it... Get out..."

Xie Jinhuan was suddenly released and quickly flipped over to resume his icy energy.

"I can hold on for a little while longer, or should I take you to see a doctor?"

Call ~
Before he could finish speaking, the woman in front of him waved her sleeve and pushed Xie Jinhuan out, sliding him onto the terrace.

Wow…

Xie Jinhuan seemed to have been pushed onto the terrace by a gentle breeze, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked up to examine the scene...

As a result, Mu Yunhong staggered a few steps into the side room and then took off her white dress.

tear...

In an instant, the entire room became a bit brighter...

"hiss--?!"

Xie Jinhuan's pupils contracted, and he raised his hand. Before he could say "Please have some self-respect, young lady," he saw the white-clad heroine walk into the bedroom and fall headfirst into the bathtub.

Kaka~
Wow...

The sound of splashing water was mixed with the sound of ice crystals cracking...

(⊙_⊙)?!
Xie Jinhuan had never met such a frank girl before. His heart was pounding like a drum. He scratched his head, turned around, and tried to leave quietly to avoid getting beaten up.

But he hasn't even gotten his hands on the Jiazi Lotus yet. Even if he gets a beating, he has to get a result today!

And what if this girl really dies in the house?
After a moment of hesitation, Xie Jinhuan moved to the doorway and called out cautiously:
"Miss Mu?"

Huhu~
A bathtub sits in the center of the room, while a screen, wardrobe, and clothes rack line the sides, where black dresses and blouses hang...

The woman was completely submerged in the mahogany bathtub, and could only see the floating ice crystals gradually melting on the surface of the water; she obviously could not hear his words.

Xie Jinhuan didn't feel comfortable going in, so he turned around and asked:
"Will this be enough to suppress it?"

Ye Hongshang stood beside him, observing:
“It’s a long shot. Continue to infuse her with qi. The two of them together should be able to suppress it.”

What if she hits me when I go inside?

"If she doesn't make it through, your Jiazi Lotus will be gone."

"..."

Xie Jinhuan hesitated for a moment. To prevent being beaten to death later, he first bent down and picked up the white strips of cloth scattered on the ground, covered his eyes, and then followed his memory to the bathtub. He put his hand into the icy water and continued to circulate his internal energy.

wow~
The woman in the bathtub, like a bloodhound, spotted a potential source of energy and immediately grabbed Xie Jinhuan's hand, then transformed into a high-pressure water pump...

"Hiss~..."

Xie Jinhuan was almost used to it. He grasped the soft hand and quietly began to circulate his internal energy...

Huhu~
Two quarters of an hour later.

The air inside the room circulated, and a faint white mist drifted across the water.

Nangong Ye was completely submerged in the water. Under the combined effects of the extreme cold ice bucket and the icy energy, he gradually withstood the surging onslaught of the Yang poison. His internal organs gradually calmed down, and his consciousness gradually returned to his mind.

We finally made it through...

Is Xie Jinhuan still waiting outside...?

Wait, what am I holding in my hand?!

Her beautiful, almond-shaped eyes opened in the water, and what she saw was a man's large hand holding hers...

Xie Jinhuan, blindfolded, was trying his best to maintain his Qi cultivation technique when he suddenly noticed water splashing out beside him, spraying his face.

wow-

Then a long, slender arm came around from behind, wrapped around his neck, and locked him to the bathtub with his back to him, while a menacing aura emanated from behind!
"Hey, wait a minute, heroine!"

Nangong Ye surfaced, his right hand shielding his body, while his left hand pinned Xie Jinhuan to the edge of the bathtub in a rear-naked chokehold, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
"Who let you in?"

Xie Jinhuan patted the pale arm that was locked around her neck, looking helpless: "I was blindfolded and just practicing my internal energy, I didn't see you..."

"I told you to get out first, didn't you hear me?!"

"I heard you, but how would I know what's going on with you? What if you die in the house after I leave?"

"..."

Nangong Ye felt a surge of turmoil in his heart, fearing that the Yang poison would be triggered again, and he gritted his teeth to calm his breathing.

Upon discovering that Xie Jinhuan was indeed blindfolded and had been practicing his internal energy at a high intensity for an extended period, his body was even hotter than hers. Although his eyes were as cold as a sharp blade, his murderous intent had subsided somewhat. He asked in a deep voice:
"Did you look around before you came in?"

Xie Jinhuan, always frank, spread his hands and said:

"I'm not blind. You tore my skirt right in front of me in the living room. I couldn't even dodge it. What could I do? I saw that you weren't thinking clearly and was afraid something would happen to you, so I gave you breathing exercises. Don't repay kindness with enmity..."

"..."

Nangong Ye glanced towards the door and, sure enough, saw the dress he had torn himself on the floor...

That means you saw everything?!

it's over...

Nangong Ye's expression was quite complicated, like an iceberg about to erupt into a volcano!

But this was Qingmo's future Daoist partner, and she couldn't simply silence him. After a moment of silence, she first adopted the aura of an ancestor, feigning composure:
"I was busy suppressing the Yang poison and thought you had already left. Who would have thought you... you've forgotten all of this. If you reveal even a single word to outsiders..."

Xie Jinhuan raised her hand: "I didn't take it to heart, and I won't tell anyone. Besides, you've been the one bullying me all along, and I can't even hide. If you want to take advantage of me, why can't I touch you when you're on top of me?"

Didn't you touch it?!
Nangong Ye wanted to take the bra hanging on the clothes rack so Xie Jinhuan could see the large handprint, but that was clearly inappropriate.
"Go quickly."

Xie Jinhuan noticed that his neck had loosened, but instead of obeying and leaving, he asked:

"What about Jiazi Lian? We hadn't even finished discussing it yet..."

Nangong Ye was only wearing a pendant, and he had no mind to discuss anything right now!
But Xie Jinhuan had indeed suffered a lot in trying to help, and judging from her appearance, she wouldn't leave even if she was beaten, so after thinking about it, she decided to reply:
"The Jiazi Lotus is the foundation of our sect. You can cure the poison, so I can give it to you. But you can't cure it yourself, so I can only give you a superior magic artifact as a token of my gratitude."

What use would I have for a ritual implement?

Xie Jinhuan used the sound to pinpoint the location, turned her head, and faced him directly.

"I desperately need Jiazi Lotus..."

? !
Nangong Ye was startled and raised his hand to hit the disrespectful brat, but he held back because Xie Jinhuan hadn't pulled down his blindfold.

"You can exchange it for the antidote."

"I've given it to you!"

Xie Jinhuan leaned against the bathtub, her tone calm:
“The method works, but Miss Mu feels it’s inappropriate. How about this, I don’t need the opportunity to thank you, you lend me a Jiazi Lotus, and I’ll return it to you within three months. I swear by the Luo River, is that alright?”

Nangong Ye knew Xie Jinhuan's character. It wasn't that he was stingy and didn't want to lend money, but rather that Zihui Mountain only had living plants, and they would die as soon as they were dug up.

If she were to exchange it for a divine item like the Rejuvenating Grass, she could explain it to the sect and get it for nothing. But how could she explain it to the elders of the sect?

"I can't lend you this item; at most, I can give you some magical artifacts and secret manuals."

"..."

Having said all that, Xie Jinhuan was at a loss for words. After a moment's consideration, she turned around, pulled down her blindfold, and looked down into the white bathtub:
"The Lady of Twilight probably doesn't want to... glug—?"

The moment the words left my mouth, I was forced to wash my face!

Nangong Ye was struck dumb. He grabbed Xie Jinhuan with one hand, leaped out of the bathtub, pulled down the curtain halfway and wrapped it around himself, then spun around rapidly!
woohoo-

wow~
Xie Jinhuan and the others sprang to their feet, only to find the white-clad female warrior in the bathtub already wrapped in a white towel behind them, holding a three-foot-long sword to his neck, her eyes as cold as ice.

"What don't I want?"

"..."

Faced with the biting cold blade that was only 0.01 millimeters away from her neck, Xie Jinhuan wisely raised her hands:

"Miss Mu, you surely don't want our friendship to end like this, right? I truly suffered a lot to save you, and even if I didn't do anything special, I certainly put in the effort. If you can't borrow it yourself, could you help me borrow one from somewhere else? Qingming Sword Manor is a righteous and prestigious sect, so they must have some connections. I need this medicine urgently..."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Ye became puzzled:

"Only a top-grade cultivator can use the Jiazi Lotus; what urgent need do you have for it?"

Xie Jinhuan naturally couldn't mention accidentally unearthing the Demon-Suppressing Tomb, and at this moment, he sighed softly:
"It's all for the sake of the world! The Underworld Cult has been lurking in the capital for a long time. Anyone could be a spy. I can't trust anyone, so I have to investigate myself."

"But the hidden one probably has cultivation close to the super grade, which I can't subdue. I can only try to improve my strength as soon as possible. Fortunately, I know a good method that can solidify the foundation and improve the power, which is why I urgently need the Jiazi Lotus."

"Every day I delay in obtaining this item, my cultivation will be delayed by another day. But demons wait for no one and could wreak havoc in the capital at any moment..."

"Okay!"

Nangong Ye did not question this statement of "saving the common people and seizing the moment".

After all, Xie Jinhuan had indeed been fighting against demons tirelessly since she appeared. Her bravery in boarding the pirate ship alone and her enthusiasm for slaying demons whenever she had free time made it hard for anyone to question her character. She even discovered Xie Jinhuan's demon-slaying activities by secretly following her and found some clues.

It's understandable that Xie Jinhuan wants to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible to deal with the highly skilled undercover agents of the Underworld God Cult.

He relentlessly begged for the immortal herb, even when she bullied and oppressed him, his original intention remained unchanged and his goal was firm. In the path of cultivation, he could even be described as having an iron will!
Thinking of Xie Jinhuan's past actions and perfectly legitimate demands, Nangong Ye paused for a moment, his chaotic thoughts somewhat calmed down. He lightly flicked his wrist, sheathing his single sword behind his back, and his tone softened:
"I can help you borrow Jiazi Lian, but you'd better keep quiet about what happened today. If I hear even a whisper of it, you'll be responsible for the consequences."

Xie Jinhuan's eyes lit up: "What are the chances that Miss Mu can borrow it?"

Nangong Ye could use Zihui Mountain as collateral to borrow rare and precious materials from the imperial court. As long as the imperial court had such wild life-saving herbs, they would inevitably be coveted by a bunch of ancestors and even imperial relatives and nobles. No matter how many there were, they could not be kept. Therefore, no one could ask for them. However, Jiazi Lotus could still be obtained on credit, but the interest would certainly not be less.

“I will give you the items in the next day or the day after. But don’t expect to get something for nothing. For every treasure you get, you will have to pay a corresponding price. I can only act as a guarantor for you. In addition, if you have a suitable antidote, I can also help you pay off part of your debts.”

Xie Jinhuan felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders upon hearing this, and wished he could hug the big ice block and give him a couple of kisses.

“A person cannot stand without integrity! If I cannot find a way to cure the poison, I will definitely return a Jiazi Lotus. I will take my leave now and come back tomorrow or the day after. Please forgive me if I have offended you, Miss Mu. Get some rest.”

After saying that, he ran off like the wind, afraid that something else might go wrong.

Nangong Ye, wrapped in a bath towel, stood with his sword behind him, watching them go. His back was straight, and his expression was as unyielding as a glacier.

But after Xie Jinhuan leaped off the terrace, her cheeks gradually turned red and then white, and finally she tumbled back into the bathtub, immersing herself in ice water, her hand on her forehead, filled with regret:
What a sin...

How could I have lost my mind and let this child into the house...?

Unable to find an antidote, Jiazi Lian was actually coaxed and persuaded into giving her away...

Now that things have come to this, how am I supposed to explain this to Qingmo...?

Damn witch, you've caused me so much suffering!

If I don't make you pay for this blood debt with blood, and instead make you suffer the consequences, how will you have the face to walk in this world...?

……

(End of this chapter)