Mo Huaiyu was so shocked by Ming Yuhe’s words that his jaw nearly hit the floor.
Undress… undress!?
“Peak Master… er, Master, you’re not joking, are you?”
Ming Yuhe said calmly, “Little fellow, would I deceive you? If you do not undress, first, I cannot clearly examine your injuries, and second, the transmission of Spiritual Qi will be obstructed.”
“If that’s the case, I can do it by myself. There’s no need to trouble Sister Ruoxi.”
Mo Huaiyu quickly stripped down until he was only in his boxers.
It felt chilly, especially in front of two great beauties.
‘Thankfully, the forces of evil haven’t reared their heads, otherwise it would have been social death.’
Ming Yuhe blinked.
She had originally wanted her beloved disciple to get closer to the boy, but she hadn’t expected Mo Huaiyu to move so quickly.
He had stripped far too fast.
She began to examine Mo Huaiyu’s injuries.
Fortunately, the problem was not serious.
Although his meridians were damaged and his vitality was somewhat depleted, these were minor issues.
However, as her Spiritual Qi continued to probe deeper into Mo Huaiyu’s body, she sensed an unusual power.
A mass of intertwined black and white energy was perched there, like a sleeping dragon waiting to wake.
‘Is this the Yin-Yang Qi of the Yin-Yang Dao Body?’
Feeling it personally for the first time, even Ming Yuhe felt her heart stir.
She wanted to seize a sliver of it, but she ultimately suppressed the temptation and slowly withdrew her Divine Sense.
“Master? How is Junior Brother Mo?”
“He’s fine. It’s just some damaged meridians. He’ll be okay after some rest and recovery.”
Mo Huaiyu stood there in nothing but his boxers, positioned between the two women.
Being scrutinized so brazenly by their gazes made him feel quite embarrassed.
This feeling reminded him of when he was very young and Sister Yuyun would hold him in her arms to bathe him.
Even though his body had been small then, his mind certainly wasn’t!
Sister Yuyun’s personality was somewhat unreliable, but her beauty and figure were top-tier.
Faced with the overwhelming pressure of those “great mountains,” he had been forced to submit.
Sometimes he even had to endure the suffocating sensation of her pressing him against her face.
At a young age, he had mastered the art of holding his breath without any formal teacher.
“It doesn’t matter. With such a small injury, I’ll be fine after a few days of rest.”
This wasn’t even as painful as the time he had secretly gone to pick a fight with Second Senior Brother.
Back then, he had several ribs broken—it had hurt like crazy.
“Little fellow, meridian issues are no small matter. This concerns your future cultivation,” Ming Yuhe said with a serious expression.
Well, since the big boss had spoken, nothing Mo Huaiyu said would change the outcome.
Rather than being like a child who was afraid of a shot and made a fuss, it was better to honestly pull down his pants and brace himself.
He was going to get the needle anyway.
Next, Ming Yuhe told Mo Huaiyu to sit still.
Amidst a wafting floral fragrance, she stretched out her fair hand and placed it on the youth’s head.
A massive yet gentle surge of Spiritual Qi poured in through his crown, traveling through Mo Huaiyu’s meridians to repair the damage.
“Mmm~”
Mo Huaiyu couldn’t help but let out a comfortable hum.
It felt far too good; his body was warm, and he felt as though his soul was about to fly out.
Gradually, he felt as if he were surrounded by a warm glow, his spirit wandering far away.
In a daze, a beautiful figure appeared before his eyes.
She wore a light purple palace dress, tight-fitting and accentuating her exquisite, graceful figure.
Her curves were prideful and displayed to perfection.
Her chest was full and rising, her waist slender enough to be held in one hand with no excess fat.
The curve of her waist and hips, wrapped in the thin purple skirt, created a most tempting silhouette, and her legs were long and shapely.
Her stunning eyes were as deep as the ocean, but upon seeing the boy, they held a rare tenderness, like a spring breeze brushing over a lake.
Her gaze landed directly on him as her crimson lips slowly curved upward.
A smile blossomed on her peerless face, carrying a charm that transcended the mortal world.
“No way!?”
Mo Huaiyu’s eyes widened, and he rubbed them.
After confirming he wasn’t hallucinating, he nearly jumped in fright.
“Sister Yuyun!?”
Seeing the boy look like he had seen a ghost, Mo Yuyun said reproachfully, “What? Has it been so long that Huaiyu has forgotten his sister?”
“No, no! I could never forget Sister Yuyun!”
The boy shook his head like a rattle, showing a clear desire for survival.
“But, Sister Yuyun, what’s going on? Aren’t you trapped somewhere and unable to get out?”
“Heh heh—impressive, right? Don’t look down on your sister. This is a unique spell that allows my image to manifest. How is it? Hurry up and praise me.”
“Yes, yes, Sister Yuyun is the most amazing!”
Hearing the boy’s praise, even though she knew he was just humoring her, was enough to make Mo Yuyun incredibly happy.
Mo Huaiyu looked at the familiar figure before him and asked, “Sister Yuyun, is this… an illusion?”
“Of course not. This can be considered an avatar. If you don’t believe it, Huaiyu, try touching me.”
As she spoke, Mo Yuyun leaned her peerless face closer.
Mo Huaiyu didn’t feel any shyness; he reached out and touched Sister Yuyun’s cheek.
It felt exactly the same as before—soft and smooth.
“Speaking of which, where is this avatar of yours? How come I didn’t know about it?”
If he had known Sister Yuyun had an avatar nearby, why would he have gone to such trouble looking for clues?
He could have just asked her directly!
At this, Mo Yuyun said with some anger, “I wanted to ask how you ended up here, Huaiyu. That artifact I left for you—did you use its full power?”
“Ah, that…”
Mo Huaiyu’s eyes began to wander.
Mo Yuyun knew this was a sign of his guilty conscience and warned him:
“I told you, you aren’t allowed to use the full power of that treasure until you reach the Faxiang Realm. Didn’t I leave you another treasure for enemies you can’t beat? Running away shouldn’t be a problem. Forcing the artifact’s full power will take a toll on your body. I had to appear just to help repair you.”
“Well, it was a special circumstance.”
After all, someone had been trying to steal his girl.
He couldn’t tolerate that—he was an invincible warrior of pure love!
Of course, Mo Huaiyu couldn’t say it was for a woman, otherwise Sister Yuyun would definitely fly into a rage.
The consequences would be terrifying!
Whenever he thought back on it, he couldn’t help but shiver.
“Right! Sister Yuyun, what clue did you leave at the Yuling Sect? Also, tell me the other clues so I can rescue you sooner.”
Mo Huaiyu was anxious to save his sister.
Otherwise, given how Sister Ruoxi was taking care of him so attentively, he might lose the motivation to keep striving.
However, Mo Yuyun just smiled playfully.
“About that… I can’t tell you, Huaiyu. You have to discover it yourself.”
(In reality, she had forgotten it herself.)
“Huh!?”
Mo Huaiyu looked on in disbelief.
With Sister Yuyun’s personality, how could she endure being alone?
“Alright, Huaiyu, come here. Let me give you a good hug. It’s been a long time since I’ve recharged my Huaiyu energy…”
Mo Yuyun opened her arms toward Mo Huaiyu.
Her vast bosom was clearly one of great ambition!
Er…
Although Mo Huaiyu was a bit reluctant, he eventually dove into that grand embrace, his small face immediately buried in softness and fragrance.
Feeling himself enveloped in that familiar scent, within the arms that had held him since he was small, Mo Huaiyu unconsciously relaxed his body and mind, gradually falling into a deep sleep.
Mo Yuyun held the young boy in her arms, looking at his sleeping face, which was youthful and cute.
“Huaiyu is still so adorable~”
She held the boy, feeling completely satisfied, and then gave him a light kiss on the forehead.
A long time later, the beautiful figure faded away.