Chapter 34: Tickle Your Armpits

The Golden Core cultivators covered their bodies and ran away whimpering.

Shi Yinghan sighed.

He had to admit, he was quite tired.

He turned his head. “Let’s go, let’s see how Junior Sister is…”

…As soon as he turned, he saw the complex expressions of his junior brothers and sisters.

Shi Yinghan: “…I.”

“Senior Brother, no need to explain! We won’t tell anyone!” Yu Xiao took the lead, making a zipper motion on her lips.

The others behind her imitated her.

Shi Yinghan sighed. “…I didn’t injure them; I just taught them a lesson.”

Everyone had a strange “we understand” expression.

Shi Yinghan gave up struggling and led the way into the cave.

…

After making sure everyone had left the cave, Ning Yue released Chu Zhi from the curse.

Chu Zhi looked at Ning Yue strangely. “What are you going to do?”

Ning Yue smiled kindly. “…Nothing.”

A sword fiercely pierced Chu Zhi’s left hand; blood immediately flowed out, injuring the bone.

“Ah!!!”

Chu Zhi screamed; cold sweat instantly covered her face.

Her slender, white hand was now bloody, pierced right through.

Ning Yue nonchalantly wiped her sword; a gentle smile appeared on her childish face.

“Since it’s your first time, I’ll return the favor; next time, it might not be so kind.”

Chu Zhi gritted her teeth, enduring the pain; she glared at Ning Yue resentfully but didn’t dare say anything.

After all, no one here could help her.

Ning Yue pondered for a moment and directly reached out to remove Chu Zhi’s outer garment.

Chu Zhi: “…”

“What are you doing?!” She cried out; the movement pulled at her wound; her face turned pale.

Ning Yue searched inside the outer garment. “Huh? No Qiankun bag?”

Chu Zhi’s entire face flushed red; she was furious; she raised her uninjured hand to push Ning Yue.

But she suddenly found her hands and body restrained by something invisible.

“Useless, don’t struggle,” Ning Yue waved her hand. “I’ve used wind-elemental techniques to restrain you; you can’t move.”

“…Wind-elemental?” Chu Zhi ignored the pain; she looked at Ning Yue in surprise and doubt.

“Aren’t you a fire-elemental cultivator?”

Ning Yue began to search Chu Zhi’s body. “…Mm, I also have some knowledge of wind-elemental techniques.”

Chu Zhi was humiliated but let Ning Yue touch her.

She couldn’t hide or escape anyway.

“Really nothing?” Ning Yue had searched everywhere.

She didn’t find any place to hide things or any artifacts.

Was there some secret technique she didn’t know about in the cultivation world?

Seeing Ning Yue’s helpless expression, Chu Zhi, enduring the pain, said triumphantly.

“I’ve already said, unless I die, you won’t get it!”

Ning Yue propped up her chin, a little helpless. “Please, sister, it was mine to begin with.”

“You couldn’t protect it; I took it, so it’s mine!”

Ning Yue disagreed with her.

She straightened up; her eyes gleamed darkly in the dim cave, making Chu Zhi shiver.

“Fine, don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Ning Yue acted aggressively

She took off Chu Zhi’s shoes, revealing her feet.

Chu Zhi stared at Ning Yue, then at her white feet, not understanding what taking off her shoes meant.

The next second

A tingling itch came from the soles of her feet!

Chu Zhi was terrified; she shrank back, but her body was restrained and couldn’t move.

She couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hahaha, Ning Yue, you’re so despicable hahaha, even… even like this, I hahaha, will definitely not tell you!”

Ning Yue used wind-elemental techniques to gently tickle Chu Zhi’s exposed feet.

This uncontrollable and unavoidable feeling was the most painful; it was more agonizing than torture.

No matter how tough you are, you can’t stand this!!

Ning Yue curled one side of her lip.

“…Hahahaha!!”

Chu Zhi laughed wildly, tears streaming down her face, her tone flirtatious.

“Despicable hahaha, Ning Yue! I’ll remember you hahaha!”

“…” Ning Yue wasn’t afraid of being remembered; she asked, “How powerful is it?”

Chu Zhi’s continuous hahaha was the response.

Ning Yue stared at Chu Zhi thoughtfully. “Are you really that ticklish?”

Chu Zhi laughed in humiliation. “Hahaha, yes, stop it!”

…

Ning Yue showed a mischievous smile.

Chu Zhi was concentrating on resisting the itch on her feet, trying her best not to reveal the location of the Green Lotus.

But the next second.

Her hand suddenly moved uncontrollably, rising straight to her sides.

Chu Zhi: “…!”

A bad feeling came over her.

Her feeling was right!

A gentle tickle came from her armpits; the soles of her feet and armpits worked together.

Chu Zhi was going crazy!

“Hahahahaha, hahahahaha! Hahahahaha…”

Ning Yue held an invisible gust of wind and gently blew it towards her neck.

With a determined expression, “Tell me or not?”

“Hahahahaha, I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you! Stop hahaha!”

Ning Yue proudly raised her eyebrows; finally, she mercifully stopped.

Tears were still in Chu Zhi’s eyes; her face was stiff from laughing.

She tried to move her hand; it was still immobile, so she gave up.

“It’s in the hairpin on my head; take it yourself.”

Ning Yue looked up

Chu Zhi indeed wore a simple hairpin; one wouldn’t notice it unless they paid close attention.

She reached out and took it off, skillfully taking out the Green Lotus.

She put the hairpin back on her head.

“So it’s not only the Qiankun bag that can hold things; hairpins are easier to hide…”

As soon as she finished speaking…

Chu Zhi glared at Ning Yue resentfully. “…Do you think Qiankun bages are common items? Like you all carry one?”

Ning Yue: “…Ah?”

She looked down at her Qiankun bag. “…So precious.”

Her calm attitude made Chu Zhi speechless.

Chu Zhi looked ahead listlessly.

“…Eat it, eat it; after you eat it, let me go; let’s pretend we never met!”

“Why?” Ning Yue pretended to be shocked. “We’ve been together for so long; haven’t we built a friendly foundation yet?”

Chu Zhi didn’t understand; she frowned at Ning Yue. “…What are you saying? Who’s your friend?”

Ning Yue snorted coldly; ignoring her, she directly stuffed the precious Green Lotus into her mouth.

Mumbling, “…Friend mumble mumble…”

Chu Zhi couldn’t bear to watch; she looked at Ning Yue’s bulging mouth with an expression of wastefulness.

After Ning Yue swallowed the flower with difficulty.

Chu Zhi said coldly, “When can I leave?”

Ning Yue stiffened her neck and smoothed it down.

She summoned a gust of wind and blew Chu Zhi’s shoes to her side.

Chu Zhi could move again; she picked up her shoes and put them on coldly.

Two people who couldn’t fly on swords stood in front of the unfathomable cave…

They looked at each other.

…

Chu Zhi turned her head; although Ning Yue had just injured her, she had no one to rely on.

She said, “…Use wind-elemental techniques to lift us up.”

Ning Yue: “…Do you understand what ‘some knowledge’ means? I can’t use wind to lift people up yet.”

Chu Zhi turned her head back: “…”

Ning Yue: “…But, my senior brothers and sisters should be back soon.”