Chapter 712: The hexagram says she will be raped

The disciple felt uncomfortable in his heart and lungs when he heard Shi Zaixing's overwhelming coughing.

He could only repeat in vain: "Can I get you some water?"

He quickly calculated the location of the kettle in the dark, and Shi Zaixing finally managed to cough up the air.

【Blood. 】

"Oh, okay, okay."

The disciple fumbled and placed the half-filled bamboo slips on the table beside him.

He took out a small wine glass from his sleeve and let the glass float in front of him. He used his spiritual sense to sense the location of the object, cut his wrist, and collected half a glass of blood.

He carefully held the cup to Shi Zaixing's side. In the blind confusion, he felt a slight movement of the air. Soon, the cold air like ice hit his fingers, as if it could freeze a person instantly and pierce through the skin. The blood was coagulated and could not flow.

The disciple screamed "Ah" in fear, and in the next breath, the cup in his hand was taken away by a trembling hand. The coldness disappeared instantly, as fast as an illusion.

In the darkness, there was a sound of someone sipping blood, which was creepy.

After drinking the blood, Shi Zaixing felt much more energetic.

[What's going on?] Even his voice transmission was much more powerful than when he was barely breathing just now.

"I brought over some paperwork that needs your urgent attention."

[Yeah.] Shi Yaxing agreed vaguely, making it seem like he would fall asleep in the next breath.

"There's one more important thing." The disciple spoke faster. "You told us to keep an eye out for news about the Savior."

"Currently, a person who is suspected to be the savior has appeared."

After a long pause, Shi Zaixing finally replied: [Ah? Oh.]

It seemed like someone was dozing off, his head nodding, and when his face hit the table, he suddenly woke up with a start.

What did you say?

The disciple was not surprised. He repeated his words and handed over a jade slip.

This time, Shi Zaixing seemed very careful not to touch him again. The other end of the jade slip was lightly twisted and pulled over.

Shi Zaixing placed the jade slip against his forehead and read Ye Xiaoman's information.

[Ten Thunder Tribulations? He is indeed a person favored by Heaven.]

【only……】

He spoke with doubt and counted with his fingers.

[A yang line is in the main position, not a phoenix. The one who responds to the calamity should be a man, not a woman.]

He calculated it carefully again.

[No, no, the hexagram is so chaotic, as if the universe had not yet been created. If so, there is Kun within Qian, and Qian within Kun. It seems that a woman may also be possible...]

A faint groaning sound came from the darkness.

The disciple hurriedly poured another cup of blood and handed it over: "Your body is weak now, so please stop trying to pry into the secrets of heaven for now."

Shi Zai Xing pretended not to hear, muttering to himself, "The hexagram's imagery is illusionary, but seeing is believing. It seems I must attend this Six Realms Contest."

He scratched his long hair in confusion.

[But the hexagram for this trip is very bad, so I should stay at home. What should I do? What should I do?]

"Ah?" the disciple was shocked. "A bad omen? Are you saying you can't go to the Six Realms to fight? What bad things will happen?"

[Hmm.] Shi Zai Xing's tone was as calm as an ancient well, and he said with certainty: [I will lose my virginity.]

"Puff... cough cough cough!" The disciple couldn't hold it in, and his first reaction was to laugh. "How is that possible? Your body... won't allow it."

Not to mention whether the sect leader's frail and sick bones would be broken by the torture.

The Sect Master has never had such worldly desires, so it is still unclear whether he can get up - to be precise, the Sect Master practices the Way of Ruthlessness and has never gotten up in his life.

Shi Zaixing agreed with his disciple's analysis. His physical fitness had never been good, and he did not have the worldly burden that a man must make a woman happy. He was mentally calm and composed, and never took his own shortcomings to heart.

The disciple became worried again after saying this, "But your predictions have never been wrong."

"If the inference is too bizarre, it will be disallowed." Shi Zai Xing said, "Let's arrange the itinerary."

"yes."

The disciple turned around to leave, but was stopped by Shi Zaixing again.

[One more thing, regarding the marrow-cleansing grass...]

Shi Zaixing handed a piece of paper he had written in advance to his disciple.

The disciple was surprised: "Did you predict it would appear?"

Shi Zaixing's ice blood disease is a terminal illness. A miracle doctor had examined him before and said that it was not incurable. It could be cured by using marrow cleansing grass or the extremely hot and dry gluttonous beast.

Taotie beasts were nearly extinct. It was finally heard that Ye Xiaoman had killed one, but she quickly used it to build her foundation, and her hopes were cut short.

Only the marrow-cleansing grass is left.

Unfortunately, the marrow-cleansing grass is too precious, and no noble person is willing to give up the spiritual herb. Shi Zaixing can only calculate the opportunity that belongs to him.

Now the opportunity has finally come.

【Yes.】 Shi Ya said, 【Send someone to get it at the address I wrote.】

…

After running around for a long time, Ye Xiaoman finally sat down and had a hot meal in peace and quiet.

The big bowl was piled high with delicious food, and she happily lowered her head and ate it.

Sikong Qing looked at her with a gaze so gentle it could drown someone. When she ate a piece, he would immediately pick up new dishes to fill her up.

As a househusband, the happiest thing is to watch my loved one eat all the prepared food.

The white cat still had his own cat bowl at the side of Ye Xiaoman's hand. Every time he took a bite of Sikong Qing's food, his face was full of complexity. My dad's cooking was so delicious, when would he be able to surpass him?

Yue Mushan was also very motivated today.

The eldest brother, who was eating at the same large table, told Ye Xiaoman, "You should recuperate over the next few days. We will set off back to the sect in three days."

Ye Xiaoman nodded and said it was okay.

The eldest sister was about to say something when she saw Sikong Qing holding her chin and asked Ye Xiaoman: "You don't have anyone else out there, right?"

The eldest sister took the conversation back and ate her food with the other disciples at the table, pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Every time this happens I feel like I’m so redundant.

Ye Xiaoman chewed without a trace of panic, and answered honestly, "No."

Sikong Qing doesn't care what the occasion is. He is the kind of person who would get angry in the street just because his Taoist partner is staring at other men.

"You had ten thunder tribulations. Xiao Gou and I took two for you, and you took one yourself. Who helped you with the others?"

Xiao Chujing paused while spooning soup for Ye Xiaoman.

Yue Mushan also stopped eating his fish and glanced at Ye Xiaoman through his cat's eyes. His father had taught him that a wise man never questioned his partner, but it was not a bad idea to have such an unsophisticated rival to help him express his feelings.

The conversations of fellow students who were eating at separate tables next door gradually quieted down, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the gossip. For some reason, they felt very excited.

As expected, the boring journey of cultivating immortals requires making classmates with people who have interesting stories.

The soft flesh on both sides of Ye Xiaoman's cheeks was bulged by the food, like a chipmunk with four peanuts stuffed in its mouth.

It is said that when squirrels feel uneasy, they will stuff food into their mouths to relieve their emotions.