Chapter 92: Aroused

But the strange thing was, Ling Jue had not the slightest bit of doubt towards Ye Wenxin’s words.

Ye Wenxin hid too many secrets she did not know of, nevertheless, each time she managed to bring Ling Jue a nice surprise. The more outstanding Ye Wenxin was, the more Ling Jue’s fear grew.

“Yeah, I’ve worshipped a master recently.” Ye Wenxin had an excuse ready, copying the storyline of a novel she had read back on Earth.

Within a certain cave she found a skeleton, out of curiosity, Ye Wenxin paid her respects to the skeleton with three hundred bows, and ended up obtaining an inheritance manual.

“Does this manual have a name?” Ling Jue had completely bought into it, as with Ye Wenxin’s vivid and colorful descriptions, one could not stop listening to her.

“This manual is called [Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles].” After thinking briefly, Ye Wenxin still told Ling Jue the truth.

She was not familiar to everything in this world, maybe if she disclosed the secret of this book to Ling Jue, she could get even more useful information.

“Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles,” Ling Jue repeated it, her voice trembling a little, her eyes showing an indescribable fanatical excitement.

“What’s the matter? Is this manual very well-known?” Ye Wenxin, despite knowing the power of this manual, having witnessed Ling Jue’s extensive knowledge and her ancestral ancient medicine recipes, she should not be surprised by medical books.

Even Ling Jue was that excited, making Ye Wenxin more convinced of how powerful the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles was.

“I’ve only heard of this book from rumors. Supposedly thousands of years ago, there was a fairy named Zhu Ling who was only one step away from immortality. She gave birth to the [Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse], the most powerful ancient manual in the world, had exceptional medical skills, and she was most proud of this Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles acupuncture technique. Not just treating chronic illness, it could even drag someone back from the underworld. She had a heart that wished to save all sentient beings, but sadly… While climbing a mountain, she was betrayed by her beloved person, ultimately falling into an end of scattered ashes and dispersed smoke¹.”

Ling Jue recounted that legendary story. Now that she thought of it, the predecessor of this Azure Wings Sect had been where Zhu Ling planned to ascend, and this mountain peak was also created by a spatial tear from her and that traitor’s great battle, giving the illusion of the Azure Wings Sect being suspended in mid-air.

As time went on, it was the old founder Master Xuan Daozi who founded the sect, and only then did the Azure Wings Sect achieved its current success.

“But after what you’ve said, I seem to have some impression that the old fart, no, the outer sect elder had indeed mentioned the Azure Wings Sect’s origins.” Ye Wenxin seemed to recall the outer sect elder telling a story during a certain afternoon while she stood in punishment.

The old fart did not mention the Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse at the time, let alone the Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles, so Ye Wenxin only regarded it as just the old fart telling stories. Now, after hearing Ling Jue’s addition, she realized this Fairy Zhu Ling might have possibly existed.

And Fairy Fengya then acquired the inheritance from Zhu Ling.

If Ye Wenxin guessed right, Fairy Fengya’s necklace was an existence similar to a system. Although it was clearly an old-fashioned storyline, Ye Wenxin felt fired up.

If this speculation proved true, then Fairy Fengya was absolutely the legendary true divine woman of destiny, abbreviated as―The Harem’s Main Female Lead.

Mulling it over, Ye Wenxin finally realized why she always could not have the slightest advantage at Fairy Fengya’s side. She could not resist laughing, and Ling Jue watched bewilderedly.

“Little Sister Wenxin, are you that happy?” Ling Jue watched Ye Wenxin laughing and crying, and assumed Ye Wenxin was crying tears of joy after finding out the manual she obtained was so amazing.

But Ye Wenxin was not thinking of something complicated at all, she just finally found a comforting excuse for why she was always being firmly suppressed by Fairy Fengya.

“Quite happy, I didn’t expect this book would be this incredible, so Big Sister Ling, rest assured, I’ll have you leaping and frisk about² within three treatments.” Ye Wenxin approached Ling Jue smilingly, intending to help her undress.

Despite Ling Jue’s honorable status, due to being a woman disguised as a man, she had never let anyone attend to her. Furthermore, she bore some feelings towards Ye Wenxin, so she was startled back half a step, hastily refusing Ye Wenxin’s considerate service.

“It’s fine, I’ll do it myself. Don’t be like this Little Sister Wenxin, you’re making me feel so embarrassed.”

“What’s there to be scared of? I also have what you have.” Ye Wenxin was confused, she had managed to catch a glimpse of Ling Jue’s body by chance, that fair as snow skin left one wishing they could take a few sips. However, thinking that Ling Jue’s personality differed from other women, Ye Wenxin was most well-behaved in Ling Jue’s presence.

Also because in this place, Ling Jue was the greatest component in Ye Wenxin’s mind.

“But, I’m still very shy. Can you turn around?” Ling Jue pursed her lips tight, her pale face showing a hint of crimson, paired with that slender as if boneless frail figure, as well as her slightly morbid and pale aesthetic, it brought forth in Ye Wenxin a desire to abuse her.

She wanted to push Ling Jue down and then see her struggle.

But her gaze was overly pitiable, making one unable to refrain from taking her into their arms and cherish her. Such a beauty, yet she possessed two contrasting auras.

“I’ll still need to look at you during the acupuncture session, you should get used to it beforehand.” Ye Wenxin’s playful spirit rose, then she noticed Ling Jue’s embarrassed expression, seemingly conflicted.

“Why don’t you close your eyes while I help you? Just pretend you’re sleeping.” Ye Wenxin thought of another cover one’s ears while stealing the bell (deceiving oneself) method that could relieve Ling Jue’s current nervousness.

Ling Jue covered her mouth as she laughed, “That’s still the same. Don’t mind it, I’ll let you look. You better take responsibility though.”

That laugh seemed to drain the color from everything around them, causing Ye Wenxin to lose focus momentarily. Ever since her Iceborn Constitution was activated, she constantly felt her resistance towards beautiful women was getting worse.

“I got it, I’ll take responsibility to cure your illness.” Be that as it may, she very quickly snapped back to focus, once again leaning close to Ling Jue. Ling Jue seemed unable to resist retreating again, but after considering it, she ultimately stood up straight, watching Ye Wenxin cautiously untying her belt.

She had dreamed countless times that when she was able to restore her female body, a husband would untie her sash, but she never thought the reality would turn out to be a little girl, clumsily and nervously attending to her.

And she, even held some anticipation.

Her breathing became slightly heavy, the scene of that day’s kiss once again spiraling in her mind. The mood was overly ambiguous, but none dared to pierce this layer of ambiguity. It was extremely quiet inside the room as Ye Wenxin helped Ling Jue strip her coat, seeing her chest bindings and that hidden aqua blue bellyband (an undergarment covering chest and abdomen).

Partly obscured, complemented by Ling Jue’s abashed expression, it looked so fitting.

Even Fairy Fengya was not as pretty as Ling Jue in this moment. Ye Wenxin could not help swallowing thickly. She touched Ling Jue’s strands, ink black hair fell and spread across her shoulders, making her oval face even more prominent.

Ling Jue subconsciously turned her head, afraid Ye Wenxin could hear her heart beating too fast, but with Ye Wenxin so close, Ling Jue surmised the person before her must have picked up on her chaos.

“Big Sister Ling, relax.” Ye Wenxin also softened her voice, first using silver needles to stimulate a few of Ling Jue’s acupoints, relieving her nervousness.

But in fact, Ye Wenxin was nervous too, her back soaked with sweat. Last time with the comatose Xiao Zhang there was no time for a strip tease play.

Now though, there was a living great beauty, and doing this kind of thing while Ling Jue was awake made Ye Wenxin feel beyond ashamed.

Another five minutes passed, Ling Jue eventually loosened under the acupuncture’s effect. She lay atop the table, as if waiting to be feasted upon.

Such tempting beauty, Ye Wenxin could not refrain from having a feel.

“Wenxin…” Ling Jue trembled, warning Ye Wenxin not to be mischievous.

“Cough cough cough, sorry sorry, I touched you by accident.” Ye Wenxin was embarrassed, having assumed that those descriptions in novels of beautiful women being so beautiful that they appealed to both men and women were all lies.

However, upon looking at Ling Jue, she realized she would actually have strange feelings. She could neither help thinking about it nor block the desire in her brain.

“Can you touch later? I’m so embarrassed now I could die.” Being placed on the table like food and then stared at so hotly by Ye Wenxin, Ling Jue felt herself about to go insane, her pride and her strength all seemed to be parted layer by layer.

Even so, she patiently consoled Ye Wenxin.

Ye Wenxin eventually reacted, took several nice, deep breaths, and then took out a silver needle.

“Big Sister Ling, although the process might be a little painful, you must endure. If you really can’t bear it, just bite on a handkerchief.” After she finished preparing her tools, her eyes transformed. She immediately lowered the needle, plunging it towards the acupoint.

At the first needle, Ling Jue almost let out a shout. She hurried to bite a handkerchief to prevent herself from making a sound.

The second needle, the third needle, cold sweat began to flow down her forehead, the Qi flow in her Dantian started to recklessly collide, her eight extraordinary meridians³ produced a warm current that wandered around.

The fourth needle, the fifth needle, Ling Jue’s body began to discharge sweat.

She felt embarrassed, but seeing Ye Wenxin’s clear and bright eyes, she tried hard to make herself relinquish those thoughts of shame.

And at the fifth needle, Ye Wenxin was already sweating profusely.

She currently had lifted the seal on her cultivation up to fifth-stage Qi Refining. The Soul Suppressing Eighteen Needles was also quite energy-consuming, these five needles almost causing her to faint.

If not for the support of her strong body, Ye Wenxin might have collapsed at the fourth needle.

“Alright, slowly move into the water and revolve your Qi.” Ye Wenxin watched as the effect took hold then pointed to the bathtub nearby.

Ling Jue’s entire body had weakened. She was unable to stand up at all and could only stare anxiously at Ye Wenxin.

“Forget it, I’ll just carry you over.” Ye Wenxin displayed a wry smile, never dreaming she would have to do a one-stop service. With one last burst of Qi, she carried Ling Jue and carefully placed her in the bathtub.

In that instant, Ling Jue’s skin turned ruddy, and something was flowing out along the silver needles. Seeing this, Ye Wenxin took out a pill from her pocket, casually dropping it.

Ling Jue’s eyes were sharp, discerning that it was a sixth-grade Beauty Pill in one glance.

“Where did you get something like this?” Ling Jue felt herself about to cry, finding out Ye Wenxin seemed to have too many secrets.

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1. fig. to be annihilated / to vanish in a puff of smoke ↩︎
2. 
   lively / healthy and active ↩︎
3. 
   key pathways for the circulation of spiritual energy or cultivation techniques that enable cultivators to achieve higher levels of power and enlightenment. ↩︎