novelraw Chapter 105 - 104: Yueqiu, Cover Your Eyes, Don't Look at Me...
Chapter 105 - 104: Yueqiu, Cover Your Eyes, Don't Look at Me...
Inside the room, Pei Yuhang cast aside any thought of the impropriety between men and women. He gently peeled away Qing Yueqiu's clothes, which were so soaked in blood he couldn't tell if it was her own or from the Demon Race.
The young woman's skin, as clear and translucent as an egg white, was covered in wounds of all sizes and stained with blood. Pei Yuhang carefully took a towel dipped in hot water and wiped her dirtied body clean.
The smaller wounds were less of a concern. Thanks to a Cultivator's powerful constitution, they had already begun to heal on their own. Some had even closed completely, with tender new pink skin growing over them.
But the wound oozing dark green blood was as gruesome as ever. Poisonous blood flowed from it without stopping, turning the young woman's face as white as snow.
How did your great disciple end up like this? This is just awful...
The Sword Spirit, Bai Jingjing, had been angry and ignoring Pei Yuhang ever since he had touched the Luminous Shadow Sword. But now, seeing Qing Yueqiu's tragic state, she appeared by his side again, looking on with worry.
After all, over the years, Qing Yueqiu was the only one in the Cold Sun Sword Mansion who respected Bai Jingjing. When Qing Yueqiu was a child, Bai Jingjing had even tricked her into diligent servitude. No matter what, Bai Jingjing didn't want anything to happen to such a devoted disciple.
Pei Yuhang, hurry up and take out your spiritual pills and elixirs! Feed them to your great disciple!
"Stop making a fuss. The best way you can help Yueqiu is by keeping quiet!"
...
Bai Jingjing shot Pei Yuhang an indignant glare before diving back into the Silent Sword, vowing never to speak to this scum of a master again.
A moment later, however, she poked the upper half of her body out of the sword again, silently watching Pei Yuhang treat Qing Yueqiu's wounds.
At that moment, Pei Yuhang placed a hand on Qing Yueqiu's Dantian, continuously infusing his own Pure Yang Fire Qi, which was brimming with vitality, into the young woman's Spiritual Qi-depleted Golden Core.
Although Pei Yuhang's Pure Yang Fire Qi was generated by the Dual Cultivation Technique, the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture*, and had aphrodisiac-like side effects, it was also the world's most supreme Yang Qi—a potent, life-giving substance. Right now, it was the only thing he could use to keep Qing Yueqiu alive.
As the Yang Qi surged into her, Qing Yueqiu's Golden Core greedily absorbed it like a parched land receiving sweet rain. As her Golden Core recovered its Primordial Qi and began to generate Spiritual Qi to replenish her body once more, a bit of color finally returned to the young woman's pale face.
But if he didn't deal with the Centipede Poison she was afflicted with, all of this was just treating the symptoms, not the root cause.
"What a sinister, cold poison... Thank goodness for the purifying effect of the Moonlight Essence. It stopped the poison from spreading to her heart meridians. Otherwise, Yueqiu's life would have been in danger."
"And... Yueqiu is too weak right now. The Spiritual Qi reserves in her Golden Core have been completely drained... You silly girl. I explicitly told you not to push yourself so hard. Why didn't you listen?"
"Even if you managed to advance to tomorrow's martial arts tournament after getting yourself into this mess, who could you possibly beat in your heavily injured state?!"
Anxious and angry, Pei Yuhang gripped Qing Yueqiu's hand. He looked at the young woman on the bed, her eyes shut tight, wanting to say something harsh but finding himself too full of pity to speak.
Fortunately, he had been on the battlefields of the great war between the righteous and demonic paths. He had encountered all sorts of insidious Evil Techniques from the Demonic Sects and had a wealth of experience in dealing with them.
In a situation like this, the only option was to use the supremely firm and Yang blood of his Giant Sun Saint Body to destroy the toxins in Qing Yueqiu's wound.
It wasn't the most ideal method of treatment, but it was the fastest.
Pei Yuhang made a light cut on his wrist with Silence. In an instant, crimson beads of blood welled up and dripped continuously onto the dark green, almost black, wound on Qing Yueqiu's arm.
The entire room fell silent, leaving only the sound of the flickering candlelight and the DRIP... DRIP... of the blood.
After the time it takes for several incense sticks to burn, the color finally returned to Qing Yueqiu's arm. All of the Centipede Demon's poison infecting the wound had been purged.
Just as Pei Yuhang was about to leave and let Qing Yueqiu rest and recover on her own...
"Master..."
A soft murmur made Pei Yuhang look toward the bed. He saw that the young woman had opened her eyes.
But perhaps it was a side effect of the Yang Fire in her body stimulating her desires.
The young woman's crimson pupils were misty and unfocused. Her body began to radiate heat and sweat profusely. The silvery-white strands of hair on her forehead were damp, making her look like a lotus emerging from the water.
Seeing his great disciple start to kick off the blankets and act strangely,
Pei Yuhang quickly took out his Meditation Cold Jade and placed it on Qing Yueqiu's chest.
"Ah, so cold..."
Qing Yueqiu let out a low moan. Stimulated by the ice-like jade on her chest, her body squirmed like a caterpillar as she tried to shrug the Jade Pendant off.
"Don't resist. This is a treasure your grandmaster left for me. It will help you calm down."
Even though she wasn't fully conscious, Qing Yueqiu instinctively obeyed Pei Yuhang's words and forced herself to endure it.
A divine object like the Meditation Cold Jade could absorb even the Evil Yang Fire Qi from Pei Yuhang's own body; absorbing the little bit of desire-inducing fire qi in Qing Yueqiu's body was child's play.
Once Pei Yuhang saw that the clarity had completely returned to his great disciple's eyes, he retrieved the Jade Pendant. He then looked at her, ready to hear how his usually docile and obedient disciple would explain her near-fatal, reckless behavior.
Meanwhile, Qing Yueqiu looked at her master, at a loss. Her pale pink lips parted as if she wanted to guiltily explain something, but in the end, she pressed them shut, not knowing what to say.
The room fell silent once more. This time, only the CRACKLE of the burning candle could be heard.
After a long time, Qing Yueqiu took the initiative to admit her mistake, offering no excuses for her actions.
"I'm sorry..."
"Sorry for what?"
"I didn't listen to you, Master. I was too willful, and in the end, I ended up troubling you..."
"And?"
"..."
"You also owe yourself an apology. I've never seen anyone so reckless with their own life. It's just a Sect trial. Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"
"...I won't do it again."
Qing Yueqiu stared blankly at the ground, nervously fiddling with her fingers, bracing herself for more criticism from her master.
But the harsh scolding she expected never came. Instead, she heard a helpless yet gentle voice.
"Alright. Since you're so determined to fight for it, Yueqiu, then your master will help you."
Qing Yueqiu looked up, her wide eyes filled with confusion.
"But Master... in my current condition, it's impossible for me to win the championship."
"Who says it's impossible? When a disciple can't solve a problem, of course the master needs to step in and solve it. Besides... you've already fought so hard. If you give up halfway, wouldn't all your previous effort be for nothing?"
As if he had made up his mind, Pei Yuhang took out a white cloth and handed it to Qing Yueqiu.
"Master, this is..."
"Put it over your eyes. Don't look at anything. Then sit up and meditate. I'm going to use a Heart Method to help you regulate your body. Let your mind follow my Spiritual Qi as it travels through you, and don't resist."
"There are still a little over two hours until dawn. If we're quick, you should be able to make it to the martial arts tournament."
"..."
Qing Yueqiu's toes, hidden under the blanket, curled instinctively.
'Do I have to sit up?'
'But I'm completely naked right now... I'm not wearing any clothes...'
'But... since it's Master's command, I have no choice but to obey.'
Pei Yuhang watched Qing Yueqiu take the white cloth and tie it over her eyes. He wasn't sure if it was his imagination, but he thought he saw the corners of her mouth curve into a faint smile.
As the silver-haired young woman finished her preparations, Pei Yuhang also silently removed his white robes and sat down behind her.
Now, he was going to follow the Dual Cultivation Method recorded in the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture* and refine his body's Pure Yang Spiritual Qi for Qing Yueqiu.
'Although we won't achieve true Yin Yang Fusion, limiting the effects of Yang Replenishing Yin, I can compensate for the lack of quality with the quantity of Yang Qi I output. It will take more effort, but the result shouldn't be too different.'
'Hmm... even though I'm using a Dual Cultivation Technique, I haven't taken that forbidden step with Yueqiu... so this probably doesn't count as actual dual cultivation, right...?'
Pei Yuhang gazed at Qing Yueqiu's smooth, evocative back. The candlelight shone upon the cascade of silver hair spread across her shoulders, making it sparkle and shimmer. It was a sight he couldn't look away from.
He suddenly realized that the little beggar he had picked up from the mortal world back then had already grown up.
'Wait, what kind of nonsense am I thinking!'
He shook his head to clear his thoughts, then placed his hands on Qing Yueqiu's back and began to transfer his power.