Fairy, please don't do this!

Xiao Qingyi turned her back to her and lay lazily on the jade pillow by the pool, completely exposing her back to her.

In the misty haze, her fair skin seemed to be bathed in moonlight, shimmering with a luminous glow.

The deep spinal groove is like a pen stroke across the snow, running down from the back of the neck, converging at the waist in a breathtaking arc, and extending further down, where the pert and rounded buttocks can be vaguely seen!

It's not bloated, but round like a full moon.

Immersed in the water, it is slightly lifted by buoyancy, revealing its two peach-like curves.

The part above the water was tinged with a warm yellow by the light of the topaz, while the part underwater was hidden in the moon-white jade liquid, revealing a hazy outline.

"Gu Jinzhao, disciple of Wan Qingsong, the fourth elder of the Qingyun Sect!"

"His cultivation level is at the early stage of the seventh rank. He lives in the Hundred Herbs Hall in Qingyun City and lives with a woman named Si Ruoyu."

Jing Shu dampened a cotton towel with water and gently covered her smooth, flawless back.

"anything else?"

Xiao Qingyi enjoyed her service, her long, narrow phoenix eyes narrowing contentedly.

Jing Shu continued, her hands still moving, "For this gathering of heroes from the Six Sects, the Zen Realm has entered the city ahead of time, allowing his disciples to set up a challenge in the city using the [Immovable Zen] technique, thus provoking trouble!"

"After defeating a Zen Realm disciple, Gu Jinzhao led his junior sister and many Qingyun Sect members to block the gate."

At this point, she smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, guess what the final result will be?"

Xiao Qingyi glanced at her: "Gu Jinzhao has the cultivation level of the early seventh rank of the Divine Path, and he also cultivates martial arts. Within the Zen Realm, those of the same level cannot be his match."

"And in the end, it will be necessary for the Buddhist nun and her disciple to take action."

"With his combat strength, he might be able to defeat the Buddha Girl, but he is definitely no match for Zen Master."

Since the battle in the Heart Realm, she had a clear understanding of Gu Jinzhao's combat strength.

If his cultivation level reaches the sixth rank, even a Zen disciple in the Zen realm would be no match for him, but unfortunately, he is still a bit lacking.

Jing Shu asked curiously, "How did Your Highness know that Gu Jinchao practiced martial arts in addition to swordsmanship?"

Xiao Qingyi did not respond, but simply said, "Will the final result be as I predicted?"

“That’s not true!” Jing Shu shook her head and chuckled, “Gu Jinzhao swept through the entire Zen Realm. Whether it was a Buddhist nun or a Zen disciple, they all fell to his hands.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Xiao Qingyi's phoenix eyes: "How did he do that?"

Jing Shu recounted what had happened on the cloud platform, one by one.

No detail was omitted, whether it was the battle against the Buddhist nun or the Zen master.

After listening quietly, Xiao Qingyi's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "I underestimated him!"

Jing Shu whispered, "If such a talent can be used by the court, with just a little training, he will surely soar to great heights in the future."

"Should I send someone to make contact with him?"

Xiao Qingyi did not say anything more and slowly got up from the bath.

As the mist was cleared, a voluptuous and alluring body was revealed to the air.

Her body is perfectly proportioned; any more would make her look fat, any less would make her look thin—it's like a masterpiece crafted by a master artist.

Crystalline water droplets slid down the snow-capped neck, flowed over the towering peaks, and finally dripped onto the water's surface, creating ripples.

Jing Shu was momentarily stunned by this otherworldly beauty, and quickly took a phoenix-patterned nightgown from the screen and wrapped it around the Empress Dowager's body...

Chapter 89, Mu Yiren Saves the Day (2.6K)

About half an hour later, Gu Jinzhao let out a long breath and slowly sat back on the bed.

An Wanxi gently lowered her two crossed legs clad in black silk and asked softly, "Has the true yang fire within my little husband subsided?"

At this moment, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyebrows were full of alluring charm. The stockings at the back of her legs were scalded by the scorching sword intent, revealing a large expanse of skin, which was fair with a hint of rosy blush.

"Let me see."

Gu Jinchao looked into his spiritual palace and saw that it was still a crimson red, with wisps of yang fire rising and raging, which had turned into a raging sea of ​​fire.

"How is this going?"

He was completely stunned!

Despite having already combined yang fire once with the help of the ghost wife, his internal condition not only did not improve in the slightest, but became even more agitated and unbearable.

A strange light flashed in An Wanxi's beautiful eyes: "It seems that my husband has been suppressing his true yang fire for too long, and that little bit of yin energy just now was not enough to balance it."

Gu Jinchao frowned: "Logically speaking, it should have eased up at least a bit, so why is it getting worse?"

"Could it be that we need more yin energy?"

At this moment, he felt that the yin energy he had just absorbed was like a drop in the ocean, and was swallowed up in the blink of an eye when thrown into the yang fire.

“Yin and Yang are mutually generating and mutually restraining.” An Wanxi sighed softly: “If Yin energy is insufficient, not only will it be unable to harmonize Yang energy, but it will also help to strengthen it.”

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinzhao felt a throbbing headache.

Although the True Yang Sword Manual contains a method for harmonizing the True Yang Fire, it never mentions that such a situation would occur.

He suspected that this was a backlash from the [Sword Nurturing Technique].

After all, it had been nurtured with the true yang fire for three months until it could no longer be suppressed.

Now that he has used up his rage skill, the True Yang Fire no longer tempers his sword intent, but instead pours itself into himself.

The feeling was like the person who was beaten couldn't find the culprit, so they vented all their anger on him.

An Wanxi pondered for a moment, then said with self-reproach, "It must be my fault."

Gu Jinzhao looked puzzled: "What do you mean?"

An Wanxi sighed and explained, "I am now only a soul and a remnant soul, and only a quarter of it. Naturally, the yin energy in my body is much thinner."

"So what should we do now?"

Gu Jinchao pressed for an answer. He could feel the three vital acupoints in his body—Zhongji, Qihai, and Guanyuan—experiencing renewed swelling, burning pain, and unbearable heat.

An Wanxi pursed her lips: "My yin energy cannot harmonize the vigorous yang fire in my husband's body."

"In this situation, we have no choice but to ask others for help."

Gu Jinzhao was slightly taken aback.

If the ghost wife cannot help him, wouldn't he have no choice but to seek out Lin Qingci or Mu Yiren?

The problem is, he can't just run up to the two women and ask them for help outright, can he?

What's the difference between that scene and a public death?

An Wanxi seemed to sense something, but a charming smile curved her lips: "If my husband can't bring himself to do it, this little guy can deliver the message for him~"

"What little guy?"

Gu Jinchao asked in confusion.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a petite figure leaped onto the window.

The calico cat looked up and gazed inside, only to meet a pair of shimmering purple eyes. For some reason, it felt dizzy, as if it were caught in a whirlpool.

"Go to Mu Yiren's room and tell her that Gu Jinzhao's cultivation has gone wrong..."

A soft, charming voice drifted over. The calico cat paused slightly, then leaped out of the window and ran towards its mistress's room.

Watching the cat's shadow disappear into the distance, An Wanxi finally revealed a faint smile: "Before Mu Yiren arrives, my husband still needs to make some preparations."

Gu Jinchao asked blankly, "Prepare what?"

An Wanxi lightly raised her slender fingers, her jade-like fingertips pressing on three key acupoints on his lower abdomen.

Gu Jinzhao's body stiffened, and he felt a surge of heat suddenly rise up, instantly turning into a raging wave of fire that enveloped his entire body.

In just a moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and his breath was streaked with sparks: "Wife, what are you doing..."

An Wanxi blinked her alluring peach blossom eyes, her tone slightly mischievous: "I didn't do anything, I just slightly stirred up the true yang fire in your body."

The sweet, honey-like fragrance lingered around his nose, and Gu Jinzhao's gaze couldn't help but fall on the ghost wife's plump and beautiful body.

Her full, towering snow-capped peaks trembled as she performed the spell, and beneath her round, millstone-like buttocks, her jade-like legs were still wrapped in black silkworm silk, her entire body exuding a seductive and alluring aura.

With just one glance, a surge of desire overwhelmed him, and Gu Jinzhao almost lunged forward.

The next instant, his body suddenly froze on the spot.

He can't move!

This is exactly the same symptom as the previous instance of Yang Qi transforming into fire.

"Husband, please wait patiently, your Qingmei will be here soon."

An Wanxi smiled charmingly, picked up the scattered hempen skirt from the ground, and quickly cleaned up the traces of the yang fire she had just mixed in. Then she helped Gu Jinzhao lie down and removed the latch from the door.

……

Inside the east wing of Baicaotang.

The candlelight flickered, and Mu Yiren, dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, sat cross-legged on the couch, cultivating the sect's Taoist techniques.

Observing the Buddhist nun and Zen master today has been very beneficial to her.

He defeated two sixth-rank cultivators in a row while only at the early seventh rank, demonstrating that his mastery of techniques and control over his own combat power had reached its peak.

Mu Yiren didn't understand how Gu Jinzhao could do it, but if he could, she should be able to do it too.

"Miss, something terrible has happened...something terrible has happened..."

Suddenly, the calico cat darted into the room and anxiously rushed into her arms.

Mu Yiren opened her beautiful eyes, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "What's the matter that you're in such a panic?"

The calico cat tugged at her sleeve anxiously, saying, "Young Master's cultivation has gone awry; he's engulfed in flames..."

Mu Yiren's heart tightened instantly, and she immediately became a blur as she rushed towards Gu Jinzhao's room.

The calico cat wanted to follow, but then stopped, looked around, and asked blankly, "How did I end up in Miss's room?"

Where is Miss?

Just as she was wondering, Mu Yiren had already pushed open the door and entered the room.

Hearing the commotion, Gu Jinzhao knew that she had arrived.

I just felt a little strange.

Didn't he just close the window behind him?

How did that calico cat get in here?

Isn't this too much of a coincidence?

Before he could think any further, Mu Yiren had already rushed to the bedside.

Looking up, he saw that his childhood sweetheart had bloodshot eyes, bulging veins on his forehead, and his skin was trembling slightly, constantly emitting a hot breath.

She raised her hand to touch his wrist and felt the intense flames engulfing his spiritual palace. Her heart tightened immediately: "You've gone into a qi deviation?"

"It's not that I've fallen into demonic possession..."

Gu Jinzhao's throat was dry and his cheeks were flushed as he struggled to utter a few words: "It was only when I fought with Chanzi that I used that secret technique to enhance sword intent, which caused my yang energy to turn into fire and burn my own body."

He wasn't deliberately trying to gain sympathy; he was genuinely suffering from the burning sensation of yang fire.

Of course, this is all thanks to his own ghost wife.

Mu Yiren, knowing that water and fire are mutually destructive, wanted to use the "Supreme Goodness is Like Water" technique to help: "I will use the Water Element Technique to neutralize the Yang Fire within your body..."

Gu Jinchao shook his head and said, "This True Yang Fire cannot be neutralized by external force."

"Although water and fire are mutually restraining, if I force it, I'm afraid it will damage the foundation of my swordsmanship."

After pondering for a moment, Mu Yiren got up and said, "I'll go ask Aunt Ruo for help..."

Although she was far ahead of Gu Jinzhao in cultivation, she was not proficient in medicine.

In this situation, the only option is to seek help from Si Ruoyu.

Gu Jinzhao's brow twitched, and he quickly stopped her: "Don't go..."

Since Aunt Ruo helped them last time, the relationship between the two has become extremely delicate.