Chapter 28 Chapter 28 Bloody Smell
Inside the curtain, the man held the girl in his arms, pressed against her back.
The touch on her waist was strong, and Yuchi Xianyue's hand was like a tightly twisted snake's tail. The creepy feeling spread from her waist to her back and then to her cerebral cortex.
His actions brought her back to the night they consummated their marriage.
She wants to die.
It wasn't because of anything else, but because she was having a very hard time that time. It hurt a lot at first and she tried her best to endure it, so she just pinched Yuchi Xianyue's back without showing any disgust.
After finally calming down and before he could savor the flavor, he...
Fu Ying felt nothing but pain, heat, and the excitement of tasting rain and dew for the first time.
Just as she was about to say no, the hand on her waist stopped.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he understood everything and couldn't help but secretly sneer at him for being a useless person.
Ling Fuying hypnotized herself and pretended that she was being touched by a dog.
Yuchi Xianyue touched for a while and then stopped. The scene in her dream where Ling Fuying pinched her emerged uncontrollably in front of her eyes. Her sweaty cheeks were flushed, her brows were furrowed, and her red lips were slightly parted, and she didn't know whether it was pain or pleasure.
But she was talking about pain.
The characters in the picture book seem mostly happy, and even the dialogues reveal their cheerfulness.
Although he didn't quite understand what it felt like.
He has no interest in physical desires.
Yuchi Xianyue glanced at Ling Fuying with a puzzled look.
After Ling Fuying fell asleep, he gently turned her over. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and she suddenly pushed him with her hands and feet while falling into a dream, but her eyes remained closed.
“No, no!”
"What's wrong?" Yuchi Xianyue stared at her and asked.
"It hurts..." Even in her dreams, she was resisting.
His face looked very ugly.
He pushed her into his arms and pulled all the quilts over himself to cover himself.
After waking up, Ling Fuying did not see Yuchi Xianyue by his side. He might have been away for some time.
Before she could be happy, she saw Yuchi Xianyue coming from the door. He was dressed flamboyantly today, wearing a round-necked robe with a pattern of curved water clouds in azure blue. He also wore a sachet of Buddha's hand carved from green jade. He was tall and graceful, and looked noble and elegant. He did not look like a cultivator, but more like a gentleman.
Ling Fuying took a look and then looked away.
She was going to see Ling Zhouci off, and perhaps she could increase her luck value by another 20 points before leaving.
Daluo Continent has sent people to pick up Ling Zhouci. After all, the journey back is long and difficult, especially since their young master is weak and fragile. If something happens to him and he dies on the way, there will be no one to succeed him as the ruler of Daluo Continent. Naturally, the ruler of the continent, who only has this one heir, treats him like a treasure.
The flying boat has already docked at the main gate.
Ling Fuying came to Ling Zhouci, she touched her body and casually pulled out a peace locket with a red rope. It was tied to the flamboyant tree three years ago. She took it after replacing it. After all, this peace locket absorbed the spiritual energy of the flamboyant tree and had the function of calming the mind and exorcising evil spirits. She thought it was so beautiful that she didn't know how many she had collected.
"Master Lingzhou, this is for you. I wish you a safe journey and a speedy recovery."
Ling Zhouci has been weak since childhood. No matter how many famous doctors and monks he has consulted, there has been no effect. He can only be carefully nursed back to health. How can he expect to recover? He held the peace locket in his palm. It was warm, and it was touched by the body temperature of Ling Fuying.
[Host, Luck Value +30! ]
This made Fu Ying smile even more charmingly, just like the gorgeous spring sunshine.
Ling Zhouci stared blankly and noticed a gaze. He followed the gaze and met Yuchi Xianyue's. Looking at the person he once loved, he subconsciously curled his lips to smile, but Yuchi Xianyue looked indifferent.
Ling Zhouci tightened her lips and said to the two Ling Fuying with a pale face, "Then I will take my leave first. Welcome everyone to Daluozhou."
Ling Zhouci turned around and boarded the luxurious flying boat, which was the special travel tool of the Lord's Mansion of Daluo Continent, and was printed with the lotus-shaped family emblem of the Lingzhou family.
After boarding the flying boat, the servant from Daluozhou saw the peace locket in his hand and took the initiative to say, "Young Master, I'll take it and keep it."
Ling Zhouci frowned, a gloomy look covering his brows. "Don't touch it."
The servant turned pale and quickly knelt down to admit his mistake.
Yufeng glanced at the young master and stood quietly aside. A servant wanted to push Ling Zhouci into the room, but Yufeng signaled him to leave quickly.
The servant quickly retreated.
Ling Zhouci sat on the deck, watching the flying boat go farther and farther away. He seemed to still see Ling Fuying waving at him and the smile on her face.
But she said she would come to Daluozhou.
[Host, Luck Value +20! ]
Fu Ying was so happy that he immediately rushed to the flying boat and said, "Young Master Lingzhou, see you in half a month!"
【Luck value +50! 】
Ling Fuying was so excited that his face turned red, and he watched Ling Zhouci leave reluctantly.
She had originally thought that this farewell trip would be enough to increase her luck by 20 points, but unexpectedly she got such a big surprise, a total increase of 100 points. She excitedly calculated in her mind, and there were only the last 130 points left.
She didn't plan to rely on Yuchi Xianyue for these 130 points, so she could only try to get them from Shen Fuxue. She had to find an opportunity to meet him. After all, ignoring him for too long would easily cause problems.
What if he comes regardless of the consequences? After all, we still have Yuchi Xianyue, the invisible explosive.
Farewell Ling Zhouci, today is the day for the disciple entrance ceremony. Yesterday was the last day of the trial. Seats have been set up on the high platform in the main square of Zheyuan Hall. There are only three quarters of an hour left. When the incense burns out, the trial will end. Only those who pass the trial within the specified time can enter Zheyuan Hall.
There is a teleportation array in the middle of the square. If you pass the trial, you can reach the square from the teleportation array.
At this time, there were already several monks standing in the square, dressed in tattered clothes but with happy faces, and there were also some monks lying on the ground exhausted.
Ling Fuying looked around but did not see Shuyu.
His experience was quite legendary. After all, in the eyes of most people, he was ugly, taciturn, and cruel. He was also a wandering orphan. At first, he couldn't even awaken any spiritual power. If it weren't for the talent test, no one would know that he was a genius.
If he didn't care about Ling Huaixu's butt, he might be able to make a name for himself.
Ling Fuying sat bored on the high platform. Not only her, but also Yuchi Xianyue, Shen Fuxue and Ling Huaixu were present, and there were also some elders sitting around who were selecting disciples.
She glanced at the incense stick and saw only half of it was left.
Taoist Cangming always remembered Chen Fuxue's evaluation of the disfigured young man, but he searched around but still couldn't see his figure, thinking that maybe he had made a mistake.
Ling Huaixu, as the hall master, took the initiative to express his concern, "Elder Cangming, did you see any disciples that suit your taste in the water mirror yesterday?"
Cang Ming shook his head with a headache, "Let's see today."
Ling Huaixu glanced at the monks standing in neat rows in the center of the square below the stage, and he was also bored. He could not remember how long it had been since Zheyuan Palace had received a talented person.
He changed into the palace master's uniform today. His outer robe was a black cloak with dark patterns. He looked majestic and noble. His long hair was half-tied up with a silver crown. He had sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, and he had the demeanor of a dragon and a phoenix.
While Ling Huaixu was talking to the elders, he poured a cup of tea and placed it on the left side of Ling Fuying who was sitting beside him in a daze.
At the same time, Yuchi Xianyue also placed a cup of tea on Ling Fuying's right hand side.
Obviously, both men noticed each other's actions and paused for a moment, but neither said anything. They just secretly watched which cup of tea Ling Fuying would choose.
But she was so focused on finding the handsome disciple that she didn't move.
"Time's up." The elder presiding over the ceremony announced loudly.
Cangming was a little disappointed, and Fuying was also confused as to why Shuyu was not there.
A second before he shouted, a young man covered in blood appeared from the teleportation array. The coarse linen clothes he wore had turned reddish-brown. As he appeared, the monks around him subconsciously frowned.
The smell of blood on him was too strong.
Cang Ming took a closer look and found that this person was the disfigured young man who looked like a wolf cub that he had seen that day. This trial was not too difficult, but he had made himself look so miserable.
He panted and limped to the end of the crowd with his broken leg. Everyone tried their best to be patient and not avoid him. After all, today was the initiation ceremony, and they did not want to leave a bad impression on the elders.
"The last disciple, Shuyu, passed the trial."
Hearing these words, his tense body relaxed and he looked across the crowd at Ling Huaixu on the platform. Only then did he manage to hold on and not fall down.
Next, you need to test your talents.
The disciple who ranked first in the entrance trial had good talent. He should have been tested long ago and was not surprised by the result of his high-grade spiritual roots. This person was a son of a certain aristocratic family. Compared with other disciples whose injuries were either minor or serious, he was quite calm.
There have been several more top-grade single-line spiritual roots, which is already very good, but Zheyuan Palace is already very powerful, and there is no telling how many top-grade single-line spiritual roots there are in the palace. All the elders present have top-grade spiritual roots, and Ling Huaixu even has a heavenly grade one. He is only 29 years old this year, but he has already reached the Lingxu realm and has even surpassed most of the elders.
The levels of cultivation are divided into Dust Fate Mirror, Spirit Platform Mirror, Mysterious Dan Mirror, All Things Mirror, Lingxu Realm, Jiemie Mirror, Wuxiang Mirror, and Guizhen Mirror. Many people cannot even touch the barrier of Lingxu Realm in their entire lives.
As for Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue, they were far superior to him. After all, they were both old monsters over a hundred years old.
It was Shuyu's turn, which made Fuying stare at him curiously.
Many people focused their attention on this disfigured teenager, not because they thought he was talented, but rather with a mocking and curious attitude.
He had such a hard time passing an entry-level trial that he probably hadn't yet drawn the Qi into his body, or perhaps he didn't even have any spiritual roots at all.
Shuyu ignored the gazes around her and stood in front of the jade table. She groped her way and placed her hand on the palm print carved in the middle of the jade table. The jade table felt a little cool to the touch, and there was nothing special about it.
After waiting quietly for a moment, a faint light appeared from the center of the palm seal on the jade platform.
But before the light could fully shine, it fell silent.
The elder shook his head, "Low-grade spiritual roots."
If it is destroyed before it is detected, it may not even be considered a low-grade spiritual root.
There were whispers below, which basically mocked him for overestimating his own abilities.
Cangming also felt disappointed, silently lamenting that Immortal Lord Zhaoxue did sometimes make mistakes.
Ling Fuying, who was watching from the side, was a little confused. What was wrong? Why couldn't he detect his excellent talent?
She was still waiting for the third male to secretly trip Yuchi up under the moon and make him unhappy. If he showed up, things would be much more lively.
Thinking about this person secretly coveting Ling Huaixu's butt, she almost laughed out loud.
Seeing Shuyu about to step down, she immediately shouted, "Elder, why don't you take another test?"
"Second Miss, this..."
"There's no rule that disciples can't take the test a second time, right?"
It could even be tested three times at first, in order to let the students feel at ease and for the sake of fairness, but later it was felt to be troublesome and was gradually simplified to just one time.
"Then test it again."
Ling Fuying, sitting on the high platform, was wearing a Cangjia Luo skirt, like a fairy from Yaochi, and her voice was like celestial music.
When everyone heard this, they were impressed by the kindness of the second young lady, who was willing to give the young man another chance.
She is so beautiful and kind-hearted. I suddenly envy that disciple.
But the Second Young Lady is destined to be sad, as spirit stones usually don't produce...
Before he could finish thinking about the mistake, he saw the spirit stone burst out with a dazzling light. The elders present were shocked, and Cang Ming even stood up directly.
This, this, this...
The surrounding disciples also exclaimed in surprise, could it be that there was something wrong with the spirit stone?
Apparently, the elder also had this doubt, so he tested it a second time, and the light was even more dazzling than before.
The elders stood up excitedly in an instant, thinking that it must be right, and they almost cried with joy. It had been a long time since they had seen such a good seedling.
If it weren’t for the Second Young Lady’s kindness, she would have missed out on such a genius!
With the blessing of the Bodhisattva, after a hundred years of cultivation in Zheyuan Palace, they finally had such a gifted disciple.
"Shuyu's ultimate single-line spiritual root!"
Shuyu was a little stunned and saw Ling Fuying on the stage at a glance.
But she didn't look at him, and seemed to be talking to someone next to her. Her request for another test should have been just a casual mention.
Ling Fuying glanced at Ling Huai's preface and felt sorry that Shuyu did not succeed in the book.
She remembered that he took advantage of Ling Huaixu's drunkenness and tried to force himself on her, but Ling Huaixu found out and stabbed him with a sword in anger.
Then there was something fun to watch. Ling Fuying felt thirsty after watching the show, so he picked up the tea next to him and took a few sips without caring who poured it.
[Host, Luck Value +20! ]
Hmm? Ling Fuying was slightly stunned. As she was thinking, she met Yuchi Xianyue's gaze. She suddenly remembered that it was Yuchi Xianyue who poured this cup of tea.
That's how it's increased? Even someone as stingy as him can be so generous.
"Madam, how did you know that disciple was so gifted?"
Yuchi Xianyue became more and more curious. From the very beginning, Ling Fuying seemed to know the spiritual roots of this disciple.
"I guessed it. He doesn't look like an ordinary person. He entered the trial on time and passed it, but something went wrong during the test. In the storybook, people like him are blessed by God and destined to be extraordinary."
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her for a while, as if agreeing with her answer.
He glanced at the touched cup of tea on her left hand and filled it up again, but suddenly met Ling Huaixu's ambiguous gaze.
It is true that he is Ling Fuying's elder brother, but the two are not related by blood.
Yuchi Xianyue remained calm.
Next, the disciples' scores need to be calculated, and the ranking will be calculated based on the comprehensive results of the entrance trial and talent test. The top ten will enter the inner gate and can choose the peak master themselves. The top fifty will enter the outer gate, and the remaining disciples will voluntarily enter the training hall.
However, with Shuyu's talent, there is no need to make it so complicated, otherwise the elders will fight over it.
Already knowing the outcome, and since there weren't any particularly good-looking disciples in the crowd, Fu Ying lost interest.
The communication stone vibrated slightly. She had been frightened by Chen Fuxue last time, so she had adjusted it to silent mode. This vibration was much subtler and could not be felt at all if she was not wearing it on her body.
She took the communication stone under the table and took a peek. It was Shen Fuxue.
【Xiaoman, it has been two days.】
"I told you I'd find a chance to see you. It's hard for me to get away. Can't you wait for a little while?"
Shen Fuxue noticed that she was angry, and pursed her lips, feeling a little helpless.
The next second, Ling Fuying said softly, "I'll try to come see you today. Please wait for me at Wuji Peak."
His eyelashes fluttered, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Ling Fuying hurriedly finished speaking to him, and when she looked up, she found that Chen Fuxue had been looking at her, so she sent him another message, "Don't keep staring at me."
Shen Fuxue lowered his eyes and forced himself not to look at her again.
"What are you talking about?" asked Yuchi Xianyue.
"I'm chatting with a former senior brother of mine." Ling Fuying remained calm.
"Senior Brother?"
"Yeah, he just came back from training."
Ling Fuying put away the communication stone and went to see Shuyu in the audience. He just looked up at her, and Ling Fuying found that he had a pair of captivating eyes, which looked even more beautiful on his bloody face. She had not noticed it before. This was completely opposite to his dull and wooden personality.
As expected, Shuyu became Cangming's disciple.
Taoist Cangming fought hard against the crowd, spitting everywhere, saying that he was alone and helpless, and accused the other disciples and the elders who were in groups of people of fighting with him. He almost cried and even ran to Ling Huaixu to cry. At this, the other elders waved their hands and gave up with a headache.
The disciple initiation ceremony finally ended, and Ling Fuying and Yuchi Xianyue left together. On the way, she thought that Yuchi Xianyue was really a dog-skin plaster. If he had stayed there all the time, how could she find Chen Fuxue?
She was counting on Chen Fuxue for the last hundred points of luck.
Looking at Shuyu today, she was very envious. She was surrounded by people with extraordinary talents. She also had Ling Huaixu to compare her with since she was a child. She longed for talent even more.
In this world, a person with outstanding talent may not be able to catch up with the level of a mediocre person even after a hundred days of practice after one day of practice. As the level of cultivation increases, the gap becomes wider. The Xuandan realm may be her end point, but for some people, they may be born in the Xuandan realm.
For example, Yuchi was born with the moon in his mouth and the elixir in his hand, surrounded by auspicious clouds and hundreds of birds singing. He was a person with great luck.
The more she thought about it, the more she looked forward to it. Everything in the system library was good stuff. She would be very grateful if she could refine it from medium quality to high quality.
Yuchi Xianyue would receive envious and jealous looks from Fu Ying from time to time, although she didn't know what they were envious of.
He went to Ling Fuying's yard and sat for a while, then left for something urgent, so Ling Fuying suppressed the joy in his heart.
Yuchi Xianyue walked to the door, turned around and said to Ling Fuying, "Madam, I will come again at night."
Make Fuying stop laughing.
What other purpose did he serve besides occupying her bed and causing her back pain when she slept there? This made Fu Ying quite resentful.
After a moment, she got up and left, heading all the way to the cave covered in snow. When she passed by Canglang Peak where Taoist Cangming was, she found a figure hiding in the bushes.
She paused, staring intently at the bushes. The leaves were still swaying slightly. She was certain it was a person, covered in blood... and this was Canglang Peak, could it be...
Ling Fuying walked closer, pushed aside the bushes, and Shuyu's half-burned face came into view.
He glanced at the dagger that the young man had hidden tightly behind his back, and Ling Fuying lightly moved his fingertips to knock the dagger down.
As soon as the dagger left her hand, Shuyu almost pounced on her.
"Alright, who can you kill with your level of cultivation? Why would I want to hurt you?" Does she look like someone who would hurt others? She is so beautiful, is this person blind?
"Where's your master?"
The boy said nothing, but stared at her with a defensive look on his face.
Could it be that Cang Ming would abandon him and run away?
Ling Fuying glanced at the towering Canglang Peak and remembered that although this person had excellent talent, he had not yet entered the Tao. Let alone flying with a sword, even with his current bruised appearance, he would probably die if he climbed up.
It just so happened that this was the first time that Taoist Cangming accepted a disciple. He could just fly back to the peak before, so there was no need to walk. Now there was no path on the mountain. If he went up from here, he would either fall off the cliff and be killed, or get lost and wait for Taoist Cangming to save him.
No wonder he is hiding at the foot of the mountain. Cang Ming is really unreliable. He left him and ran away. If he is gone for ten days or half a month, this poor thing will have to wait here forever.
Ling Fuying was too lazy to fly his sword to take him up, "I'll tell Taoist Cangming, so you don't have to wait here."
Shuyu's eyes were dark and her face was alert.
"I have sent a message to your master. Please wait patiently."
Who would be willing to take him up if he was so defensive? If Elder Cangming didn't come back, then she would have no choice. Anyway, since this man was the third male, he wouldn't die.
Ling Fuying walked leisurely towards Wuji Peak.
The seriously injured boy stared at her until her back disappeared. Then he relaxed his body, quickly picked up the dagger on the ground, retreated into the bushes and continued waiting.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and the pleasant sound of bells was heard. He instantly tensed his back and gripped the sharp dagger.
But then came silence.
He lowered his eyes and saw a silver bell with a hollowed-out winding branch pattern hanging in the grass, breaking the dull silence of his world. He stared at it for a long time before finally picking it up.
He looked again in the direction where Ling Fuying left, but at this moment she had already disappeared.
Hearing the sound of something breaking through the air in the distance, he looked up and saw Taoist Cangming flying towards him.
She didn't lie to him.
Ling Fuying went all the way to Chen Fuxue's cave, being extremely vigilant on the way. Fortunately, he arrived at his cave safely.
She landed at the door. The door to the bedroom was open, but she didn't see Chen Fuxue. When she walked into the room, it was empty.
She was about to send a message to Shen Fuxue, but she saw a passage in the corner of the wooden cabinet wall. She tentatively walked to the narrow door and poked her head inside.
Forget it, it's better not to go in. Who knows if a place like this leads to a dense place? What if Shen Fuxue has some unspeakable secrets...
She turned and walked out, but after taking two steps, a tall, cold body pressed against her back. She shivered from the cold, and waves of cold air rushed into her body from behind.
Ling Fuying turned around in his arms, only to see her eyelashes covered with frost and snow, like trembling white feathers, and her lips and cheeks were also covered with clear ice crystals.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Fuying reached out and touched his eyelashes, and Chen Fuxue trembled slightly.
If I remember correctly, his cold poison seemed to only occur once in a long time.
Chen Fuxue didn't know what was wrong with him. Whenever he thought of Ling Fuying, he would feel hot and uncomfortable all over, as if his body was being bitten by thousands of insects and ants. He could only hide himself in an ice coffin to seal himself temporarily.
Just kissing her didn't seem enough anymore.
His eyelashes trembled as he gently rubbed her cheek, craving her scent and warmth.
Seeing that she did not resist, Chen Fuxue held Ling Fuying's waist and gently pushed her onto the couch. Her snow-white robe fell down, and her three thousand black hairs flowed like the Milky Way. He lightly clasped Ling Fuying's chin with his fingers and kissed her.
Panting sounds escaped from his thin lips, his ice-clear face was stained with red, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet with tears.
Ling Fuying felt a little breathless, so she turned her head away and leaned on his shoulder to rest, feeling weak all over.
In just a few days, his kissing skills became more and more sophisticated, and he could make her surrender with just a kiss.
Chen Fuxue was not much better than Ling Fuying. His body was trembling very slightly, and every second he was in contact with Ling Fuying, it felt like an electric current was running through his body.
Those eyes, which were often cold, were now moist, like a lake rippling in the breeze, and his body was like a snow-capped peak above the lake.
Ling Fuying turned over and stood up, and the two of them reversed their positions.
Chen Fuxue lay on her back on the couch, her clothes that had been buttoned tightly were disheveled, revealing her fair and firm belly. Her face was flushed, her thin lips were slightly open, and her moist eyes were slightly drooped, quietly looking at the girl who was pressing her.
Chen Fuxue raised his head to kiss her, his Adam's apple rolling.
Suddenly Ling Fuying realized that the door was still open, and hurriedly stopped Chen Fuxue, "Master, the door."
"Yeah." Shen Fuxue continued to kiss her.
The door closed the next second, and the room was dark.
"Xiaoman, is it okay?" Shen Fuxue bit her earlobe lightly and asked in a hoarse voice while panting.
Ling Fuying didn't say anything, but there was no disgust or resistance in her eyes.
Shen Fuxue's heart was beating violently, and his blood was boiling. His fingers gently landed on the girl's collar and slowly slid down.
[Host, Luck Value +50! ]
[Host, Luck Value +100! ]
[Host, Luck Value +200! ]
This made Fu Ying wake up instantly. She pushed Chen Fuxue away in ecstasy.
Enough, enough! Even more than that! This was the first time she had ever received 200 Luck Points at once.
She has to go back immediately to improve her physical qualities!
"Master, I'm going back first. I'll come to see you next time." Ling Fuying kissed him hard on the lips several times.
Chen Fuxue fell limply on the bed, watching Ling Fuying leave his sight in confusion, until her figure completely disappeared from his sight.
Why... left?
Ling Fuying only remembered her appearance when she walked out of the door. She took out a mirror to tidy herself up. When she saw herself in the mirror, she felt very upset. She was so obsessed with lust that she completely forgot to let Chen Fuxue pay attention.
Her lips were swollen and the skin on her neck was in a terrible state. It didn't hurt, but it looked scary.
Ling Fuying immediately took out the ointment from the mustard sac and carefully applied it on her neck. She checked that there were no other marks on her body. She only breathed a sigh of relief when everything was back to normal.
As soon as I got down the mountain, I ran into Shuyu. He was probably still waiting for Taoist Cangming.
Unexpectedly, he stretched out his hand, and there was a bell in his palm. His dark eyes stared at her, which made her heart skip a beat.
She must have accidentally dropped it just now. She took it and said, "Thank you very much."
When she took it, her soft fingertips touched Shuyu's rough palm. He withdrew his hand, pinched it tightly, and then turned and left.
"Wait." Ling Fuying called him.
Shuyu frowned and turned around, asking Fuying to place the bell in front of him. "There's blood."
Only then did he realize that the bell was stained with his blood, and there were dirty brown blood stains hidden in the patterns of the bell.
The girl in front of him was as delicate as a gem, and she exuded a faint fragrance when she approached him.
She probably smelled fragrant even down to her toes, but he was completely dirty.
“…” Shuyu remained silent throughout the whole process. If someone didn’t know him, they would have thought he was a mute.
"Here you go. This bell contains spiritual energy that will help you draw the energy into your body."
It was already dirty, so she naturally didn't want it and gave it to Shuyu. She had plenty of it anyway. But she could naturally say it in any nice way.
No matter how small a sparrow is, it is still meat. Maybe it can increase her luck.
Ling Fuying put the bell in Shuyu's hand and returned to the courtyard excitedly. She prayed that Yuchi Xianyue would not be there when she returned.
I pushed the door open and saw that he was not there!
She immediately checked her total luck points, which were 1,220.
[Host, 3 months of lifespan have been automatically converted. Do you need to exchange 1000 points for the Meridian Cleansing and Marrow Removing Elixir?]
[Wait a minute, how effective is this Essence Cleansing and Marrow Refining Pill at refining basic skills? What's the minimum level of refinement it can achieve for my aptitude?]
[Host, after system testing, your aptitude is of medium to low quality. After refinement, it will at least reach the upper quality. If a one thousandth of a chance effect is triggered, it may even be refined to the ultimate quality.]
Ling Fuying shuddered. Top quality?
When she thought about it, she almost laughed out loud, but the possibility was too small, so she just wanted something of the best quality.
[I used it this time, can I still refine it? ]
[Yes, there's no limit to how many times you can use it. However, the system recommends exchanging it for a higher-level Meridian Cleansing and Marrow Removing Pill for the second time. Otherwise, the effect won't be significant, and the price will also be relatively higher, requiring 5,000 points of Luck.]
That works too.
[How long will the cleansing last? ]
[It only takes one night. This pill has no side effects and is pain-free. It even has the effect of beautifying and softening the skin.]
Ling Fuying:!
Taking the elixir that cleanses the meridians and strengthens the marrow will cause severe pain. After all, the meridians need to be rebuilt, and she has prepared for the pain. The system actually told her that it would not hurt, which is great.
【Exchange! 】
A seemingly ordinary black pill appeared in her palm, and when she smelled it carefully, she could smell a unique fragrance.
She set up a formation around her, and anyone with eyes could tell that she couldn't be disturbed now.
She didn't feel anything at first after taking the pill. It had a slight bitter taste, but it wasn't unpalatable. It melted in her mouth and turned into a warm current flowing in her stomach.
This warm current flowed slowly through her body meridians like a stream, flushing and expanding her blocked meridians and rebuilding her flesh and blood.
When Ling Fuying looked inward, she discovered that these dark red meridians gradually became clear, emitting a faint golden light, and her dantian also became more vast and resilient.
The process was extremely long, requiring Fu Ying to carefully guide the spiritual power of the elixir to expand her meridians. It lasted for a whole night. Her waist-length hair even grew to her knees, and her skin became even more smooth and white.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Yuchi Xianyue sitting in front of him.
"Madam, have you made a breakthrough?" he asked curiously.
Yuchi Xianyue discovered the formation when he came here last night. He leaned against the door and looked at Ling Fuying thoughtfully. The spiritual energy on her body was extremely rich, and he could even feel the level of spiritual energy rising steadily.
Ling Fuying was only at the initial stage of Lingtai Realm, but in just one night he gradually rose to Xuandan Realm and stopped at the initial stage of Xuandan Realm.
She had too many secrets, and he could tell from the spiritual energy around her that she had probably taken some medicinal pills.
But what kind of elixir could have such an effect? She has been with him all this time, so how could she get this elixir?
Ling Fuying had no time to pay attention to him. He looked inward at his dantian, flipped his fingers and made a hand gesture, and bits of spiritual energy lingered from his fingertips.
Xuandan Realm. She had cultivated for more than ten years and had only reached the initial stage of Lingtai Realm, but now she had directly broken through to the Xuandan Realm, which made Fu Ying suddenly feel that the sky was high and the sea was vast.
The world of cultivating immortals is extremely cruel, and there is no such thing as fairness. Most cultivators with medium and low-grade spiritual roots end up at the Lingtai realm. Occasionally, they may be able to reach the Xuandan realm by chance, but that is already the limit. There have only been two or three exceptions in thousands of years, and it took hundreds of years to achieve such a result.
According to the book, Ling Fuying only had two years. Even if she practiced day and night during these two years, she could only reach the middle level of Lingtai Realm at most. It took her ten years to go from Chenxu Realm to Lingtai Realm.
It is difficult to describe the feeling of trying to figure out a magic formula that I couldn't understand despite trying my best day and night, but then having it perfectly replicated by Ling Huaixu who just glanced at it, and then being mocked by him.
She once firmly believed that as long as she worked hard, she could rise higher and higher. She married Yuchi Xianyue and did not slack off in her training. However, the fire poison in her body came with such force that she didn't even know where it came from, and she just collapsed.
After her death, she learned that her fate had already been planned, and even her husband and master were the protagonists of the world. In the end, she had to carry out the extremely difficult strategy mission.
She gave up.
But now, everything is moving in a good direction, making Fu Ying feel energetic, and she can do it again!
When I walked to the mirror, I found that my skin became more radiant and translucent, and all the dirt on my body seemed to have been washed away. My foggy mind seemed to have opened up, and my ears and eyes were clear.
She took the Heart Sutra beside her and turned to the page that she couldn't understand. Just a glance at it, and she seemed to have opened up her Ren and Du meridians and quickly understood it.
Is this what Ling Huaixu and the others feel when they practice normally?
Fu Ying was so happy that he wanted to run around the yard a few times.
It seemed like it was the first time that Yuchi Xianyue saw her so happy. He lowered his eyes and looked at her leisurely, which made Fu Ying's eyes full of joy and his whole body full of vitality. He used to think that such people were overestimating their abilities, but now looking at her like this, he suddenly found it quite novel.
It took Ling Fuying a whole night to cleanse her meridians, but she felt refreshed and not sleepy at all. Now she just felt hungry and wanted to have a big meal.
I called the maid to bring me food, and I felt even more excited after eating and drinking my fill.
Suddenly Yuchi Xianyue's gaze stopped and he stared at Ling Fuying's cuffs.
His gaze seemed to penetrate his clothes, and his face was filled with joy, which made Fu Ying's scalp tingle instantly.
I thought he discovered something, but it had been a night, so there shouldn't be any traces left.
She sat at the table, and Yuchi Xianyue stood in front of her, bending slightly, and the two of them got closer.
He lifted the girl's sleeve and stared at the brown color. He smelled the fragrance of Ling Fuying and the faint smell of blood. It was a strange, dirty smell, mixed with a faint scent of cedar.
Ling Fuying looked at the dried blood on her sleeve and thought, she was not injured at Shen Fuxue's place, and she would not be injured by the cleansing of the meridians and marrow. So where did she get it from? Maybe it wasn't blood.
"Maybe I accidentally rubbed it somewhere." She glanced at it and then looked away.
Yuchi Xianyue is very sensitive to smells. He has been sleeping with Ling Fuying in his arms these past two days. His body knows her smell better than he does. This blood is not hers.
He remembered that when he passed by today, he met a man whom he would call a teenager. The teenager had an ugly face, but Fu Ying paid a lot of attention to him. He was covered in blood, like a savage beast.
Ling Fuying wanted to push him away, but he was pressed between the table and his body.
"What are you doing?" Ling Fuying was surrounded by him so tightly that she could smell his scent in every breath, and his lips, which were always curved, were stretched into a straight line.
Yuchi Xianyue's gaze shifted away from the faint marks on the back of her neck, and his expression had returned to normal.
"Where did you go yesterday afternoon?"
Ling Fuying paused, and she asked, "Where have you been?"
Yuchi Xianyue carefully rubbed the bloodstain on her cuff, burning a pitch-black hole. The bloodstain then disappeared, but the unpleasant smell lingered.
"Madam, do you care where I went?" Yuchi Xianyue smiled, but the smile did not reach her eyes. "How about you tell me where you went first, and then I will tell you?"
Ling Fuying remained silent, "I don't want to know where you went."
She pushed him hard, but accidentally pressed on a certain place. Yuchi Xianyue's body stiffened slightly and his eyes met hers.
Ling Fuying withdrew his hand slightly embarrassedly, stood up, walked past Yuchi Xianyue, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
Yuchi Xianyue watched her leave.
He heard the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, and could probably guess that she placed the changed clothes on the screen, followed by the sound of dripping water.
When he came to his senses, she was already outside the bathroom curtain. She really trusted him.
It should be said that she never thought about what would happen with him, nor did she ever regard him as a man.
Yuchi Xianyue suddenly felt depressed. His gaze passed over the bead curtain and fell on the girl bathing in the pool. Her skin was as soft as lotus root, and any scars on her body were extremely unsightly.
The dirty smell of blood that belonged to someone else, and that unpleasant scent of cedar.
The foul smell on her body would be washed away by the water, but he always felt that he could not cover it up completely.
He suddenly had the idea of covering her whole body with his scent.
This way there will be no more disgusting smell.
But he had no idea for the moment.
Is there any way to make her scented with him from head to toe?
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