As the frigid yin power rampaged wildly through his body, Chu Feng thought he was done for. Yet the agony he had expected never came. Instead, after being tempered by the frigid yin energy, both his true qi and meridians became purer and expanded further.
Although his entire body was now ice-cold, he felt no pain. Gradually, a sense of comfort even began to emerge, like the exhilarating relief of meridians that had been blocked for ages suddenly being cleared.
“Husband!”
“You little brat!”
Two familiar cries of alarm rang out by his ears. Looking up, the beauty in green was the first to arrive at his side.
Liu Shijing had never expected that after being away for only a brief moment, the brat would end up in such a state.
Her delicate hand seized Chu Feng’s wrist. The frigid yin energy was extraordinarily powerful.
When her true qi entered Chu Feng’s body in an attempt to expel the frigid yin energy, her true qi was actually absorbed!
“You little brat, how are you?!”
Liu Shijing’s beautiful face lost all color, her eyes filled with anxiety.
Chu Feng blinked and sensed the changes within his body before saying, “Aunt Jing, I’m fine. If anything, I feel great.”
But in his current condition, his entire body was freezing cold, and frost was already forming across the floor beneath him. Who would believe he was fine?
Liu Shijing assumed he was only saying that because he did not want her to worry.
At that moment, Liu Xueyao also stepped forward and placed her jade-like hand on Chu Feng’s wrist. The moment her true qi entered his body, it too was completely devoured.
Seeing this scene, she was reminded of something. In his previous life, her husband had once told her about a strange stone he had found. It had made his true qi and meridians far stronger than those of ordinary cultivators, though the process had been torturous. His entire body had turned ice-cold, and he had nearly frozen into unconsciousness.
“Husband, are you cold?”
Cold…
To be honest, Chu Feng did not feel particularly cold. He could sense the drop in temperature, but that was all.
“Mm, a little.”
Unlike in his previous life, Chu Feng now possessed a trace of frigid yin power within his body.
Back then, he had relied solely on his own strength to endure and refine the stone’s power. But now, because that trace of frigid yin energy originated from the Myriad Saints Palace, the black light was not nearly as violent as it had been before. Instead, it seemed remarkably gentle.
Hearing Chu Feng say he was cold, Liu Shijing became completely at a loss. Any true qi she sent into his body was immediately devoured without a trace.
Rustle, rustle—
Suddenly, the soft sound of fabric brushing against itself reached their ears.
Chu Feng looked up, and his pupils instantly contracted.
Liu Xueyao had removed her white dress. Clad only in a thin white veil, her silver-white dudou barely contained the heavy, heart-stirring curves beneath.
“Xueyao, you…!?”
Liu Shijing’s eyes widened in shock.
The next moment, Chu Feng experienced firsthand what it meant to be smothered by softness.
She pressed forward, and the impact landed squarely on his face.
“Mmph…!”
Chu Feng wanted to speak, but with his mouth blocked, no words could come out.
“This way, Husband won’t be cold anymore.”
Liu Xueyao held Chu Feng like a child in her arms. Even her usually icy expression carried a faint blush now.
To be fair, feeling the warmth of Sister Saintess’s body did ease the chill considerably.
A flush gradually spread across Liu Shijing’s face as well. Glancing at the brat and seeing that he was behaving himself, she could not help asking,
“You little brat, how do you feel?”
Unable to speak, Chu Feng could only nod in response.
“Aunt?”
Liu Xueyao looked toward Liu Shijing.
Sensing that the cold radiating from Chu Feng’s body had not lessened, Liu Shijing’s face reddened even further.
Even so, her hands began loosening the sash at her waist. Supporting the green dudou with one hand, she moved behind Chu Feng.
Wrapping her arms around him, Liu Shijing whispered softly into his ear,
“You little brat, hang in there.”
At this point, she could think of no way to resolve the situation. The only thing they could do was rely on the brat himself.
Chu Feng desperately wanted to shake his head and tell them it was unnecessary, that he could endure it on his own. Unfortunately, both sides of his head were firmly trapped, leaving him with only the ability to nod up and down.
As time passed, Chu Feng’s body temperature gradually began to rise again.
The sight filled Liu Shijing with delight.
It seemed Xueyao’s method really was working.
“Mmph…”
At that moment, the Chu Feng nestled between them began voicing his protest.
One Sister Saintess was already more than he could handle. Now, with Aunt Jing joining in, he was caught in a two-sided embrace that left almost no room for air to circulate.
This is bad, this is bad…
Am I actually going to suffocate to death…?
No way!
Mistaking his struggle for pain, Liu Shijing gently tightened her embrace and said softly,
“You little brat, hang in there.”
A short while later, the young man in Liu Shijing’s arms gradually grew still.
Lowering her head to look at him, she found that his eyes had already closed, as though he had fallen asleep.
***
In a hazy daze, Chu Feng had a dream.
He wandered through boundless darkness, walking and walking, yet no matter how far he went, he could not find a way out. Everything around him was pitch-black, so dark that he could not even see his own hand in front of his face.
After an unknown amount of time, a series of chirping bird calls echoed beside his ears.
“Mm…”
His eyelids trembled slightly as he slowly opened his eyes. Familiar sunlight entered his vision once more.
How had it already become the next day?
What happened last night?
His mind felt as though he had drunk himself into a blackout, leaving his memories of the previous night frustratingly vague.
As sensation gradually returned to his body, he felt two different sources of warmth and softness pressed against either side of him.
The two women were each hugging one of his arms, sleeping peacefully.
After all, the terrifying cold that had suddenly erupted from Chu Feng’s body the previous night had been so intense that even they had needed to circulate their true qi to resist it. Once his temperature finally returned to normal, exhaustion had washed over them, and they had fallen asleep at his side.
The moment he saw the scene before him, the memories in his mind slowly began to awaken.
Then he remembered.
Last night, he had actually passed out.
And not because of pain.
Rather…
Even someone as thick-skinned as Chu Feng could not keep a straight face anymore.
This was way too embarrassing.
I, a proud grown man, actually fainted because of something like that?!
The movement from Chu Feng waking up stirred the two women from their sleep.
They exchanged a glance, and Liu Shijing immediately asked with concern,
“You little brat, how are you feeling now?”
Meanwhile, Liu Xueyao grasped Chu Feng’s wrist and sent a stream of true qi into his body. This time, his body no longer devoured her true qi. After circulating through him once, she found no serious problems.
“Not bad. In fact, I think I’ve actually become stronger.”
Chu Feng examined the meridians within his body.
Good heavens, they had widened considerably.
Although many heroes had fallen into the embrace of beauty, after last night, Chu Feng had developed a slight psychological shadow toward such comforts. In a weak voice, he said,
“Sister Saintess, Aunt Jing, could you let go of me first?”
Suddenly, Liu Shijing sprang to her feet.
Embarrassment flooded her heart. She felt that over the past period of time, she had nearly lost every shred of dignity she possessed as an elder.
As Liu Shijing stood up, Chu Feng’s gaze naturally followed her retreating figure.
Her flawless back was smooth and unblemished. Below it was a slender waist, followed by beautifully rounded curves. Even with the green fabric covering her upper body, it could not completely conceal glimpses of fair, moonlike skin.
As if sensing Chu Feng’s gaze, Liu Shijing hurriedly put on her dress at lightning speed.
“Ahem.”
Chu Feng quickly looked away.
Unlike Liu Shijing’s bashfulness, Liu Xueyao seemed completely unconcerned. Hugging her ample curves, her smooth, snow-white shoulders exposed, she calmly and unhurriedly dressed herself in her white gown right in front of the young man.
Once both women had finished putting on their dresses, Chu Feng also took a moment to straighten out his own clothes.
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