Chapter 7: If I Use the First Method, I’m Willing…

Inside Budo Hall,

Cang Qiansxue raised his eyes slightly, seeing Shen Wangchen reach out to grab a stream of light, he couldn’t help but smile.

“What? Little Yunqing sent it?”

Shen Wangchen’s face changed slightly after hearing the message in the paper crane, his eyelashes drooped slightly, he was clearly suppressing his anger.

It was rare to see Shen Wangchen angry, Cang Qiansxue sat up straight, reached out to touch the paper crane, but Shen Wangchen lightly flicked his finger, the lifelike paper crane instantly turned into paper dust.

Cang Qiansxue retracted his hand, shrugged, and joked, “I can’t even look? Could it be related to your female disciple?”

He propped his chin with his finger, and said leisurely, “Your disciple has a good drinking capacity, I only drank one cup, the rest was all drunk by her.”

Shen Wangchen’s thin lips were tightly pressed together, he didn’t say anything, his brows furrowed and then relaxed, after a while, he finally opened his mouth, and at the same time, he got up, picked up the natal sword Yinxue beside him, put it behind his back, his snow-white long hair fell behind him, a strand slid down from one side of his cheek.

“Do as you please, I’m going out.”

“Hey—” Before Cang Qiansxue could speak, Shen Wangchen’s snow-white figure turned into a burst of fluorescence and disappeared.

Cang Qiansxue’s face showed a surprised expression, “Disappearing into light… what’s so urgent?”

He tilted his head and thought for a while, but he couldn’t figure it out, he just shook his head and smiled helplessly, picked up his teacup and drank the tea in one gulp, his long sleeves brushed past, he also got up and walked out.

The host wasn’t there, if he stayed any longer, it wouldn’t be interesting.

When he reached the steps outside the hall, Cang Qiansxue stopped, but instead of leaving the mountain as usual, he slowly walked towards the disciples’ quarters on one side of Mount Budo, casually found an unoccupied room and went in.

Although the love potion in his body hadn’t flared up, it made him a little uneasy.

When Shen Wangchen arrived at the Ice Cold Gorge behind the mountain, what he saw was two people who looked like drowned chickens.

His already cold expression became even colder, like frost.

Mu Yunqing saw him, a look of relief appeared on his face, and then he smiled wryly.

“Master.”

Beside him, Su Jiu was tied up with the Binding Immortal Rope, her whole body was submerged in the icy cold water, she was shivering, her face was strangely flushed, there was blood flowing from her lips, her breathing was weak, almost nonexistent.

Shen Wangchen’s gaze fell on Su Jiu, his whole body became cold as ice.

“Your junior sister is in this state, and you only sent me a message now?”

His voice was extremely cold, with a hint of anger.

Mu Yunqing didn’t dare to argue, he lowered his head and said, “It’s my fault. It’s just that the poison my junior sister got is very strange, I haven’t found a way to cure it yet.”

Shen Wangchen waved his long sleeve, Su Jiu, who was tied up from head to toe with the Binding Immortal Rope, floated out of the water, gently landing beside Shen Wangchen.

As soon as her feet touched the ground, the girl’s body fell to one side like a boneless willow branch.

Mu Yunqing was about to go over to catch her, but he saw Shen Wangchen wave his sleeve, catching the girl in his arms.

The scorching temperature, through the wet clothes, reached Shen Wangchen’s arm.

He frowned.

Seeing this, Mu Yunqing quickly said, “I asked my junior sister how to cure this poison, she said she didn’t know either, but…”

Mu Yunqing looked up to see Shen Wangchen’s expression, seeing him looking down at Su Jiu, who had fallen asleep in his arms, he paused, then continued, “…but my junior sister’s thoughts said that there are only two ways to cure this poison.”

“Say.”

Shen Wangchen said lightly.

Mu Yunqing choked, his ears reddened slightly, his voice was as low as a mosquito’s whine, “Either it has to be, has to be, a man and a woman… together…” He spoke the last four words very softly.

But Shen Wangchen had been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, how could he not understand?

His breath caught, his whole body became even colder, he pursed his lips and didn’t speak, a myriad of thoughts flashed through his glassy eyes under his long eyelashes.

Mu Yunqing didn’t dare to hesitate, he continued, “There’s another way, it’s that a powerful cultivator with a cultivation level above the Unity Stage, personally neutralizes the poison with their body, during the neutralization, they need to be naked…”

By the end, his voice had dropped again.

In the current cultivation world, there were only six people with the highest cultivation levels. Among them, there were only three powerful cultivators who had surpassed the Unity Stage, his own Master and Uncle Master Cang Qiansxue were two of them.

The other one was the head of the Buddhist sect, and he was even less likely to break his vows for a female disciple.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

Seeing that Su Jiu’s breathing was getting weaker, even if Mu Yunqing was embarrassed, he had to speak, “Master, do you think…”

He couldn’t make a decision on such a big matter, so he could only ask Shen Wangchen to decide.

Mu Yunqing gritted his teeth, “If I use the first method, I, I’m willing to—”

Before he could finish, Shen Wangchen’s cold gaze swept over him.

Mu Yunqing pursed his lips, lowered his head, and didn’t speak anymore.

Shen Wangchen spoke, the anger in his voice had subsided, and he returned to his usual indifferent and cold demeanor.

“Go back first.”

“Master…” Mu Yunqing raised his head, looking at Shen Wangchen in astonishment, but he saw him pick up Su Jiu with one hand, his figure turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the sky.

Mu Yunqing knew that Master had agreed to save Su Jiu.

He let out a long sigh, he felt relieved, but at the same time, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

Actually, when he said he was willing to help his junior sister detoxify, Mu Yunqing was hesitant in his heart.

On the one hand, he felt that as a senior brother, he had a duty to do so at this time.

But on the other hand, he was afraid.

Afraid that Su Jiu would be disgusted with him after she woke up.

After all, she was willing to let a stranger help her detoxify, but she didn’t want them to get close to her.

Shen Wangchen agreed to help Su Jiu detoxify, he should have felt relieved.

But for some reason, Mu Yunqing had a strange feeling in his heart.

As soon as Shen Wangchen brought Su Jiu to the bedroom, she woke up.

She had completely lost her sanity due to the love potion, seeing herself in the man’s arms, she subconsciously pressed her body against him.

“Hot…” she mumbled, trying to absorb a bit of coolness from Shen Wangchen.

Shen Wangchen paused slightly, he looked down and saw the girl, like a newborn lamb, kept pushing herself into his arms.

Her wet hair had soaked his collar.

“Don’t move.”

Shen Wangchen said coldly, his finger lightly tapped the girl’s forehead, and she immediately fainted.

Shen Wangchen reached out to catch her, he was about to throw her onto the bed beside him, but when his gaze fell on her wet clothes, he couldn’t help but frown slightly.

If he threw her on like this, he would wet his bed.

He simply took off Su Jiu’s outer clothes in three quick movements, the inner dress underneath was also wet and clinging to her body.

Shen Wangchen frowned slightly, his palm pressed against her shoulder, transferring his spiritual power. Soon, Su Jiu’s body steamed up, and in a short while, her clothes were completely dry.

Shen Wangchen nodded slightly, and threw Su Jiu onto the bed.

He was going to detoxify her, not create a mess.

Knocking her unconscious would save her from pushing and shoving, which was annoying.

Thinking this, Shen Wangchen reached out and took off the outer garment that Su Jiu had rubbed against, casually hanging it on a rack nearby.