Chapter 74: Shizun! Your Nose is Bleeding
Not long after taking the Huichun Dan, Feng Shi felt the lost spiritual energy in his body recover by more than half, and his originally limp hands and feet gradually regained strength.
Shen Songhe took him back to the inn where they were temporarily staying.
The Chongshan Zong disciples who had come out earlier were ordered to recuperate in the city and couldn’t wait outside the mountain gate. However, many were still worried about Feng Shi’s situation. Hearing that he had returned, they all gathered at the inn’s entrance to look out for him.
Feng Shi looked like a black child who had rolled around in a coal pit. Although the exposed parts of his skin were wrapped tightly by Shen Songhe, suddenly seeing so many people still made him incredibly embarrassed.
Fortunately, due to the presence of the icy Shen Songhe, everyone lingered in place for a moment, offered a few greetings, and then left.
Only then did Feng Shi let out a sigh of relief. Hanging his arms around Shen Songhe’s neck, he secretly placed a loud kiss on the side of his neck and smiled: “Shizun, let’s go back to the room!”
He couldn’t wait to have some two-person world time!
The tips of Shen Songhe’s ears turned a bit pink, and he nodded: “En.”
Entering the door, they suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Inside the room, Xiao Yuhui, Cao Ni, Xue Mei, Zhou Rurong, and Xie Anhui—who was sitting in a chair wrapped up like a silkworm pupa with only his eyes showing—were all staring uniformly at them.
Feng Shi: “…”
F*ck! How much did you guys see?!
Fortunately, their expressions weren’t overly strange; they probably hadn’t seen that kiss.
Xiao Yuhui sized up the posture of the master and disciple, feeling as though something was very wrong, yet also as if nothing was wrong.
He wanted to put on a normal expression, but found it hard to control as his face grew increasingly dark. He secretly clenched his fists. After a long while, he finally looked up, forced a smile at Shen Songhe, and said: “Sorry to trouble Shizun, I’ll take over taking care of Shidi from here.”
Saying so, he reached out to take Feng Shi from Shen Songhe’s embrace.
Who would have expected that Shen Songhe would actually take a step back.
Not a small step.
But a very obvious, large step.
The meaning of rejection went without saying; it was far too obvious.
“Uh…” Feng Shi’s gaze swept around like a top, busy analyzing the expressions of the people around him.
The atmosphere instantly grew awkward.
Feng Shi thought, Shen Songhe was probably still jealous over Xiao Yuhui insisting on giving him the water flask earlier.
Seeing Xiao Yuhui looking hurt, Feng Shi hurriedly spoke up to explain for Shen Songhe: “Feng Shi appreciates Shixiong’s kindness, but look at how dirty I am, I won’t trouble you. Shizun means the same thing, right?”
After he finished speaking, Shen Songhe didn’t respond.
Feng Shi secretly pinched his waist.
“En.” Looking very reluctant.
Feng Shi: “…” It seems when we get back to the room later, I’ll have to properly ‘train’ him. ヽ(‘⌒′メ)ノ
Hearing his explanation, Xiao Yuhui’s expression softened slightly, but his smile was still somewhat forced: “Alright then, Shidi rest well.”
“Then Feng Shidi should return to his room to rest first, we won’t disturb you any longer.” Xue Mei and Zhou Rurong also spoke up from the side.
Xie Anhui moved his lips, letting out a breathy sound, while Cao Ni, from beginning to end, aside from bowing, made no other movements, making Feng Shi suspect he was just an NPC here to fill space.
Bidding farewell to everyone, Feng Shi finally returned to his room.
By this time, the medicinal effects of the Huichun Dan had fully kicked in. Feng Shi tried casting a cleansing spell on himself, finally feeling much lighter. Stripping off his tattered clothes, he lay spread-eagled on the bed.
Not long after, Shen Songhe, who had just gone out to order hot water, returned.
The moment he walked in and saw the stark-white figure on the bed, Shen Songhe uncontrollably froze in place.
Hearing the noise but not seeing anyone come over for a long time, Feng Shi opened his eyes. Looking at the person standing completely still by the folding screen like a block of wood, he asked in confusion: “Shizun?”
Shen Songhe felt a ball of fire rapidly burning from the bottom up, steaming his voice hoarse: “You…”
Feng Shi rolled over, completely lacking self-awareness. Anyway, he was still wearing a small pair of underpants, and his long hair covered most of his body.
“What’s wrong?” Seeing the person still dazed, Feng Shi raised an eyebrow.
Shen Songhe didn’t move.
The next second.
Shen Songhe cast a resentful glance at him and raised a hand to cover his nose.
Feng Shi’s jaw dropped. Without even putting on shoes, he charged straight over, grabbed Shen Songhe’s hand, and said nervously: “Shizun! Your nose is bleeding!”
Shen Songhe: “…”
Abstinent for over a hundred years.
He couldn’t hold it in anymore.
Feng Shi felt he was being as conservative as conservative could be, not thinking in that direction at all.
Until, he saw Shen Songhe’s lower half…
It’s over.
Feng Shi thought to himself.
Shen Songhe had originally planned to order hot water to relieve Feng Shi’s fatigue, but now, it had to be put on hold for a bit.
………
More than half a shichen later.
Feng Shi, his legs trembling, sat into the wooden tub.
Although they didn’t go all the way to the final step, it was still enough to completely overwhelm this inexperienced male college student.
Inside the wooden tub were medicines Shen Songhe had meticulously prepared for him, capable of consolidating the golden core and firming his foundation.
While regulating his breathing to absorb the medicinal properties, Feng Shi endlessly savored the feeling from just now.
F*ck!
As he thought about it, Feng Shi covered his burning face with one hand, biting his lower lip tightly, yet he couldn’t suppress his smile. A small cut at the corner of his mouth was faintly throbbing right now, reminding him that it was all real.
Separated by a folding screen, Shen Songhe heard Feng Shi’s small sighs of emotion, feeling it was exceptionally adorable.
Yet on second thought, there were only a few days left until the half-month deadline…
Would Feng Shi regret being intimate with him today?
Thinking of this, Shen Songhe’s long brows furrowed tightly.
A moment later, they relaxed as if he had let it go.
Anyway, no matter what, he couldn’t escape.
In this life, in this incarnation, whether he was called Feng Shi or Liu Yi, he could only be Shen Songhe’s Dao companion.
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Three days later, the other four sects finally determined their winners and losers.
Qingyun Zong obtained the black flag, Liuyin Pavilion obtained the white flag, and the remaining two were eliminated according to the rules.
Liuyin Pavilion consisted mostly of sound cultivators; the majority were more skilled in support, which gave them no advantage against Qingyun Zong at all.
Therefore, Zi Ping simply forfeited the competition, directly conceding in the second round, which also counted as protecting the disciples under her door.
Next up was the final match between Qingyun Zong and Chongshan Zong.
The competition rule was that each side would send five disciples to take turns battling.
Because Xie Anhui, who was originally meant to be the main force, was heavily injured, Qiu Changzhou had no choice but to send out his Shidi’s pampered disciple, Feng Shi, to the stage to fill Xie Anhui’s vacancy.
During the three days of waiting, Feng Shi had already consolidated for six days within his personal space. He had also planted quite a few spirit grasses inside, waiting for them to grow so he could cash them in.
Although the consolidation period wasn’t long, with Shen Songhe using top-tier spirit medicines for his medicinal baths, Feng Shi also felt radiant. His entire body was full of strength, fully experiencing the power of the Jindan stage.
Regarding taking the stage, Feng Shi had no objections; he was even itching to try.
The biggest variable in this battle was Yan Ze.
However, the risk forecast said Feng Shi currently had a 65% win rate against Yan Ze, and this was without counting cheats. With cheats, the win rate was 100%, so he had no worries and charged right in.
After unlocking OOC, Feng Shi’s bones were itching fiercely; he just wanted to find someone to beat up.
As it happened, the people of Qingyun Zong were excellent candidates for practice.
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