Chapter 65: A bit warr is still warr
The next day.
Jiang Huai had a late night, tossing and turning with many thoughts, and even had a strange dream. He dreamt that Chu Xianning, in a white dress, pinned him down, her eyes filled with disdain and amusent.
Then he woke up with a twisted smile.
Just in ti, he got up early and started refining dicine in the courtyard. Jiang Huai had his own pill furnace. Previously, he needed to use spiritual energy to ignite the spiritual fire and refine the herbs. Now, he had no spiritual energy, but fortunately, he was proficient in array formations. He used spirit stones to input into the array he had drawn, simulating the effect of the spiritual fire just the sa.
There are many ways of cultivation in this world; aside from sword and saber cultivators who use weapons to enter the path, there are also talisman and array cultivators, as well as spirit cultivators who focus on the soul. There are also so obscure and rare thods of cultivation. Jiang Huai, out of boredom, had dabbled in them and knew a little, but not much.
The dicine he was refining was for Wen Fufu. The ingredients were all collected, but Wen Fufu’s body could only be nourished gently and couldn’t be cured with a single batch of dicine. Jiang Huai had to refine dicine four tis, giving Wen Fufu one dose each month, and also needed to supplent with dicinal liquid massages. This could be left to Wen Wanwan. Later, Jiang Huai would teach Wen Wanwan how to assist Wen Fufu in absorbing the dicine through massage techniques.
The array for refining the dicine was already set by him, and now he just needed to wait for the pill furnace to finish. This batch of dicine would take about four hours. Jiang Huai then found the ingredients he had previously researched to remove the cold poison for Luo Yueguan and brewed another decoction for himself.
As he was brewing the dicine, Chu Xianning happened to co out of her room, wrapped in a white Taoist robe that concealed the curves of her body. A small section of her ankle peeked out from under the robe, herfoot adorned with embroidered shoes and white socks.
Stingy, not even letting have a look.
Jiang Huai silently slandered Chu Xianning in his heart, looked up, and Chu Xianning glanced at him indifferently.
“What are you doing?”
“Refining ingredients to remove cold poison.”
Jiang Huai said as he added so herbs to the pot and mumbled, “Speaking of which, I rember Master’s Flower Spirit Body, your bodily fluids also have dicinal effects. I recall the ancient texts exaggeratedly saying that a ninth realm Flower Spirit Body cultivator could extend the lifespan of a mortal by a hundred years with just a little sweat.”
Chu Xianning glanced at him sideways, “So?”
“How about Master lends so for the dicine? Maybe the effect will be even better.”
Chu Xianning tilted her head, and the next mont, the Snake Bone Whip appeared in her hand. Jiang Huai imdiately shrank his head.
“Just joking. Master, could you turn off the fire for in two hours? I have to go out for a bit.”
“What for?”
“To get sothing to eat for tonight.”
After saying that, Jiang Huai slipped out of the courtyard as if he was really afraid that Chu Xianning would actually use the whip on him.
Once Jiang Huai had completely left the courtyard, Chu Xianning stood in front of the dicine pot. She looked down slightly at the boiling dicine inside.
Suddenly leaving… Is this rebellious disciple doing this on purpose?
……
Wen Wanwan got up early to practice her swordsmanship.
She was still practicing the Slashing the Mist that Jiang Huai had taught her. Jiang Huai was right; Slashing the Mist suited her better than the Tianxuan Thirteen Swords. Previously, she cultivated using spirit stones very sparingly, relying almost entirely on the rich spiritual energy of the inner sect to reach her current realm. But now she had several hundred spirit stones in her pocket, so naturally, she didn’t have to be as frugal as before.
While cultivating, Wen Wanwan suddenly realized that she seed to be absorbing spiritual energy from the spirit stones much faster than before. It was as if her body had been parched for a long ti, and now that it had finally encountered a downpour, it greedily accepted the nourishnt of the spiritual energy, so fast that it surprised her.
She practiced her sword for a long ti, as only sword practice could calm her down and prevent her from being distracted. Otherwise, she would always rember everything that happened last night. Although she said she would forget, how could she bear to? But deep down, she couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious and uncertain. When would Jiang Huai Senior Brother co next? Tomorrow? The day after? Or several days from now?
As she thought about it, she gradually beca distracted until there was a knock on the door of the courtyard.
The knocking was exactly three tis, not one more, not one less. Only Jiang Huai would knock like that. She went to the door, and outside stood Jiang Huai in white clothes, his eyes gentle.
“I’m planning to go fishing at Lingxue Lake. Would Junior Sister Wanwan be interested?” Jiang Huai winked at her gently.
……
Before leaving, Wen Wanwan changed into a new outfit.
She took out a white dress with light purple gauze at the hem from her wardrobe, her most luxurious clothing, which was actually worth only the price of a broken spirit stone. Wen Wanwan carefully styled her hair and worried that Jiang Huai might get bored waiting for her in the courtyard for too long. Fortunately, when she ca out, Jiang Huai extended his hand to her with a gentle smile.
She hesitated for a mont, then her delicate little hand slipped into Jiang Huai’s palm.
Thus, many Tianxuan Sect disciples could see Jiang Huai Senior Brother holding the delicate little hand of Huangjian Mountain’s number one fairy, Wen Wanwan, as they walked through the sect. Jiang Huai Senior Brother’s eyes were warm, and Wen Wanwan’s cheeks were slightly flushed. At first glance, they seed exceptionally well-matched.
It’s just that Jiang Huai felt a bit guilty.
If you say he’s a married man, now everyone thinks he’s been dumped by Luo Qingyu. If you say he’s not, he used to walk around the sect every day holding Luo Qingyu’s arm tightly, with Luo Qingyu clinging to his arm to declare her sovereignty. And now he’s holding Wen Wanwan’s hand…
He always had this strange and exciting feeling as if he was having an affair with Wen Wanwan.
The two were heading to Lingxue Lake, which belonged to Tianxuan Sect and was the domain of Lingxue True Person. Fishing at Lingxue Lake required spirit stones, ten for a day’s fishing. There were many spirit fish in the lake, the most precious being the Snow Spirit Fish. However, the chances of catching a Snow Spirit Fish were very low, so every catch could be sold for two hundred spirit stones.
When Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan arrived, there were almost no people by the lake because it had rained heavily the night before, and most anglers knew that the catch rate would be low today and were reluctant to spend the money. Jiang Huai first went to pay twenty spirit stones to the disciple guarding the lake, then found a secluded spot to sit down with Wen Wanwan, and took out two fishing rods.
Wen Wanwan sat obediently beside him, watching Jiang Huai bait the hooks. Jiang Huai seriously taught Wen Wanwan so basic fishing knowledge, and she listened attentively, quickly understanding the concept. The two fishing rods were placed to the side and ripples gently spread across the lake.
“Why did Senior Brother Jiang Huai suddenly want to go fishing?” Wen Wanwan turned to look at him.
“I promised Master we’d eat stead Snow Spirit Fish today, but mainly I wanted to find a quiet place to chat with Wanwan,” Jiang Huai winked at Wen Wanwan.
She was first taken aback, then her snow-white cheeks flushed with a hint of red.
Jiang Huai suddenly found that Wen Wanwan blushed easily.
In this world, there are few truths, and a woman’s blush is worth more than a long speech.
“You look cute when you blush.”
“How could that be…”
Wen Wanwan’s cheeks dipped even lower, and Jiang Huai looked at her lips, suddenly wanting to lean in for a kiss. Unfortunately, most of the ti he was a coward, never having that much initiative or courage.
“The dicine for your sister is already being refined. After we finish fishing, co back to the courtyard with , and I’ll give you the dicine. There will also be so dicinal liquid that you need to apply to your sister’s body to massage the acupoints and help absorption. Later, I’ll teach you the massage techniques.”
Wen Wanwan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
“How will you teach ?”
Jiang Huai was taken aback for a mont, then chuckled, “How would Wanwan like to be taught?”
“However Senior Brother Jiang Huai wants to teach… that’s how we’ll do it.”
“Okay,” Jiang Huai chuckled, and Wen Wanwan looked out over the lake.
After a while, she suddenly muttered softly, “Do we have to take off our clothes when you teach?”
“Of course not.”
“Oh…”
Wen Wanwan nodded lightly, not sure if she felt more relieved or disappointed.
After a while longer, the fish still weren’t biting, and the sky remained overcast today.
“It’s a bit cold, Senior Brother Jiang Huai,” Wen Wanwan suddenly muttered softly.
“I’m cold too,” Jiang Huai shrank a little.
Wen Wanwan looked up, turned her face towards Jiang Huai, and for a mont, her bright eyes took on a sowhat resentful look. But in the next second, her slender waist was quietly embraced by Jiang Huai’s outstretched hand.
“Eh… Senior Brother Jiang Huai, you’re so naughty,” Wen Wanwan’s body instinctively snuggled closer into his embrace.
Wen Wanwan’s body was so soft.
Indeed, girls are always fragrant and soft.
A strange sense of guilt crept up in Jiang Huai’s heart. What would Luo Qingyu think if she saw this scene? Perhaps her watery eyes would shed precious tears. And what about Chu Xianning? Chu Xianning would probably remain expressionless, but would she find an excuse to whip him later?
Jiang Huai suddenly beca curious: did he actually hope that Chu Xianning wouldn’t whip him, or did he hope she would whip him?
This strange sense of guilt made Jiang Huai’s heartbeat quicken, and there was also an inexplicable thrill.
But Wen Wanwan’s waist was really soft.
“Senior Brother Jiang Huai, you’re so cold,” Wen Wanwan suddenly said softly.
Jiang Huai was taken aback, then suddenly rembered the cold poison in his body. Indeed, his body was icy cold, and holding Wen Wanwan like this would not warm her up at all but would only transfer the cold to her.
Just as he was about to let go, Wen Wanwan carefully lifted her upper garnt and quietly slid Jiang Huai’s hand onto her smooth warm belly.
With no one around, perhaps because Jiang Huai’s fingertips were cold, Wen Wanwan’s body shivered slightly. Just as Jiang Huai was about to withdraw his hand, Wen Wanwan held his wrist tightly, her dark eyes gazing at Jiang Huai’s face, biting her lip.
“Wanwan will warm up Senior Brother Jiang Huai.”
“No need, it’s just the cold poison that hasn’t faded. I’ll be fine after drinking so dicinal soup when I get back,” Jiang Huai said softly.
But Wen Wanwan’s pale face showed a hint of stubbornness, “A bit warr is still warr.”
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