Hot water was poured over.
Almost a layer of skin clay was scrubbed off!
The skin looked healthy and glossy, but it seed as if a very smooth layer of golden wax had been applied, which could actually be washed away.
Another pour of hot water, and the even brighter and sturdier skin beneath was revealed, which felt very special to the touch, just like a porcelain art piece.
Cai Ni, who loved drinking tea daily and was very particular about the quality of tea ware, suddenly had a bizarre idea and suddenly understood why so old witches in the sect liked human skin lanterns.
It seed that tea ware made from brother’s skin would feel very good to handle, endlessly amusing.
"If I ask you to scrub my back, put so muscle into it, don’t just caress it back and forth. I might think you have so perverted thoughts about , German orthopedics warns!" Wu Hen said annoyed.
"Oh, oh." Cai Ni withdrew her thoughts and clumsily began scrubbing, but couldn’t help asking out of curiosity, "What’s German orthopedics?"
"It’s a hospital in a country, famous for its orthopedics. If certain close family mbers do sothing that would get their bones broken by elders, they are sent to this hospital for treatnt," Wu Hen explained.
"What kind of things?" Cai Ni clearly did not understand what actions could lead to such severe punishnt from the elders.
"Just scrub your back properly, and don’t let your mind wander!" Wu Hen warned.
Cai Ni shuddered with fright.
Could it be that brother had evolved an extraordinary perception that allowed him to hear people’s thoughts?
She had indeed thought of making tea ware from his skin, an act that truly seed cruel and twisted, and indeed it could lead to punishnt from the elders.
"Let ask you sothing. If you really think of as your brother, don’t keep things from ," Wu Hen felt the timing was right to have a candid conversation in this private setting.
"Hmm?" Cai Ni rarely saw Wu Hen so serious.
"Even though my elder sister now holds great power, if we want to join her, we must first leave Red Port. Does Master have a way to leave Red Port?" Wu Hen asked.
"As long as we complete the tasks assigned to us above, an Inner Ming Venerable will co to guide us," Cai Ni replied.
"Is the Ming Venerable very powerful?" Wu Hen asked again.
"Of course, our Holy Sect’s Ming Venerables are divided into Internal Governors and External Patrols. The strength of the Internal Governors is not inferior to that of the recently ascended Yin Pole Xuan Woman," Cai Ni explained.
"Then what is our sect’s task here, and why has Master never ntioned it?" Wu Hen inquired further.
"Only Master knows this. We disciples are not to ask; we just need to do as Master instructs. Even eavesdropping or spying will result in punishnt," Cai Ni responded.
Wu Hen nodded his head.
No wonder the mbers of the Holy Sect did not feel anxious at all.
Although they were also stranded in Red Port, they still maintained their own pace of action.
Since it was difficult to venture out to seek Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, they focused on cultivating, enjoying the offerings from other humans while also mysteriously improving themselves internally.
So it seed, by sticking to their own tasks, an Outer Patrol Ming Venerable from headquarters would eventually co to fetch them…
This inevitably led to another question.
Would high-dinsional insects capture a Ming Venerable of the Holy Sect?
If a Ming Venerable did co, would they turn a blind eye and let the Red Port Saint Sect leave, or would they deliberately ambush the guiding Ming Venerable, feasting on a succulent ascended human?
"However, father did ntion that we need about fifty years to complete our task," Cai Ni mumbled, revealing an important piece of information to Wu Hen.
"Fifty years??" Wu Hen was overwheld when he heard this!
Yes, the lifespan of high-ranking individuals was longer.
Especially for those of the Holy Sect, whose cultivation could significantly extend their lifespan.
Fifty years to them was probably like one or two years of fieldwork, and performing well might be rewarded upon returning to the headquarters.
But for the Nuwa Lineage, fifty years represented the pri of one’s life, after which cos old age.
The Holy Sect could afford the ti, but humans could not!
Including the high-dinsional insects; their lifespan was probably also very long, making several decades for them feel like just a few months, or even shorter...
It seed unrealistic to expect a Ming Venerable of the Holy Sect to have a confrontation with high-dinsional insects.
They had to quickly take control of Red Port Saint Sect!
"All done, all clean now." It was Cai Ni’s first ti helping soone scrub their back, and although tiring, it felt quite relieving and stress-reducing.
Wu Hen nodded, sinking into deep thought.
He needed to know Master Cai Huang’s vulnerability...
To know how he would be willing to step in and help him take down Jiao Zhu.
"Thump thump thump~"
Soone was knocking on the door outside.
"What is it?" Wu Hen asked.
"Master requests your presence," said a female disciple from outside.
"We’ll co as soon as we are dressed," Wu Hen replied.
The female disciple outside apparently knocked sothing over, making a noisy clatter.
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After getting dressed, Wu Hen and Cai Ni headed to the inner courtyard. Find more adventures on .Côm
That was where the Master rested. Not sure if it was because of a setback in cultivation or sothing else, but recently Cai Huang had stopped contemplating enlightennt, was disheveled, and lethargically spent days in his room.
Wu Hen and Cai Ni approached the house, perford a ritual greeting, and then stood at the door, not daring to enter.
With disheveled hair, Cai Huang wore a somber expression as he sat cross-legged, sizing up Wu Hen.
"Why is there so much heat radiating from your bodies?" Cai Huang asked.
"I was just giving my brother a back rub, and he had another breakthrough," Cai Ni confessed truthfully.
Cai Huang’s lips twitched. He had not expected this youngster, within a year, to have won over his proud and aloof little sister.
Raising his own daughter all these years, he had never had her rub his back, yet this guy had managed to get that done first!
"Has your cultivation improved?" Cai Huang demanded.
Cai Ni’s face paled in fright, and she lowered her head, no longer daring to speak.
"If you don’t make a breakthrough soon, you might only be fit to serve others like this!" Cai Huang didn’t mince words in his scolding.
Cai Ni felt wronged, and tears were about to spill.
In this barren land, given the limited resources, she had been diligent in her cultivation, but she couldn’t help it if she made no progress.
"Alright, you can leave now. I need to discuss sothing with your brother," Cai Huang said to her. He was very harsh to others but still doted on this younger daughter, unable to scold her when he saw her tears.
Cai Ni stood up and left.
Seeing her grievance and frustration, the flowers and grass in the Flower Court were likely to be trampled by her again!
Wu Hen kept his head lowered and remained silent.
After reaching the Third Rank in Perception, Wu Hen found it easier to recognize people’s emotions, especially as he constantly exhaled a congested energy, indicating a failed comprehension that had led to a troubled ntal state and trendous irritability!
"You’re quite capable, aren’t you? Despite Red Port being a bitterly cold place, your cultivation thrives as if a fish takes to water. In the Holy Sect Inner Country, even without being given the Spirit Key, you could easily break through to the Saint Child Realm," Cai Huang said, his tone laced with sarcasm.
"If not for Master’s wise and generous guidance, I would hardly have found the pathway to break through my cultivation," Wu Hen responded.
"Humph, stop pretending in front of ," said Cai Huang, whose mood was terribly foul today, and he clearly wasn’t in the mood to beat around the bush with Wu Hen anymore.
Wu Hen lifted his head and t Cai Huang’s gaze, sensing a trace of indifference and authority, which quickened his thoughts.
Old Deng must have taken explosives today; he wouldn’t be pretending with him anymore.
But this was also a rare opportunity, for he could gauge Ol’Bastard Cai Huang’s limits and his true needs!
"Master is insightful, any trick of mine is but a joke in your presence," Wu Hen said.
With those words spoken, Cai Huang’s facial expression shifted slightly.
Clearly, he did not like being taken for a fool.
"You surely know why I haven’t exposed you," Cai Huang said coldly.
"Understood, I am rely a pawn that can be placed beside my second sister," Wu Hen responded.
"If Cai Yan had your perception, she wouldn’t have been discarded by to Xin Feng. You truly think I am cold and ruthless, but so people are inherently foolish and born with resentnt. No matter how they are raised, they harbor suspicions which make such offspring useless," Cai Huang explained.
"Master speaks the truth. Coming from a humble background, although I’ve always been observant, without a ntor like you, I would have been crushed to dust. I desire to climb to a higher position, and having received your kindness, I naturally will not forget your benevolence," Wu Hen assured, no longer playing dumb, displaying complete honesty.
"I just need to ask you one thing. Did you kill Xin Feng?" Cai Huang suddenly changed the topic, his gaze sharp.
Wu Hen had regarded this conversation as one of high stakes, yet he didn’t expect Cai Huang to delve straight to the point.
"I don’t have that capability," Wu Hen confessed the truth. "After Master Xin Feng died, he turned into a Demon Bone, and I refined his Demon Bone."
"Heh, at least you know your place. Once your cultivation reached the Holy Golden Blood Realm, it confird my previous suspicions about you!" Cai Huang’s tone changed, no longer so aggressive.
Wu Hen fell silent.
This old bastard! Only after I cultivated the Golden Organ Holy Blood did he confirm I wasn’t his biological son!
Fine then, it’s all because I was too outstanding. Even the slightest glimr of brilliance I inadvertently revealed was astonishing and exposed that extraordinary quality!
Luckily, Wu Hen had figured out Cai Huang’s real demand.
This inevitable negotiation hadn’t left him at a disadvantage…
Cai Huang couldn’t possibly nest in Red Port forever.
Moreover, even if Venerable Ming ca to guide them, it would be Jiao Zhu’s faction that would leave. Cai Huang might continue to be exiled in this harsh land or perhaps to another place.
Wu Hen needed to show his formidable strength, to give Old Deng Cai Huang a bit of confidence to eliminate Jiao Zhu.
Since the conversation had gotten to this point, there was nothing left to hide.
"I need your golden blood to heal my wounds. Are you willing?" Cai Huang asked.
"Naturally willing, even if it drains all my blood, as long as it can restore Master’s health, I have no qualms," Wu Hen agreed imdiately, without hesitation.
"This will cause you to lose the Holy Golden Blood, resulting in a regression in your realm," Cai Huang pointed out.
"No matter, as long as my life is spared, I will find every ans to cultivate again. Moreover, after Master recovers, you will naturally help rebuild my bloodline," Wu Hen responded.
Cai Huang narrowed his eyes, very pleased with Wu Hen’s response.
While Wu Hen kept his head bowed, his expression respectful, his thoughts were drastically different.
Just try to drain a single drop of blood, you sick old bastard, and see if I don’t cripple you!
With his current strength, handling an injured First-class Heavenly Brilliance was definitely not an issue.
"Very well, with such filial piety and sincerity, I am quite satisfied!" Cai Huang no longer pressed on, his mood significantly brightened.
Wu Hen also breathed a sigh of relief for his opponent.
If you were serious, your daughter would have to mourn for you and spend her whole life giving back rubs!
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