Chapter 38: Yan Zhen Sandwiched
“Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!”
The moment their hands touched the bruises on his body, he cried out in pain.
It wasn’t as excruciating as refining a strange fire, but it was still unbearable, like being pierced through the chest with a sword.
Just touching them had been fine, but their massaging was too much. He wanted to scream.
“Stop! Stop! Don’t touch them!”
They reluctantly withdrew their hands, looking at him with concern.
“Does it hurt that much, Little Zhenzhen?”
“But if we don’t dispel the residual Mystic Power quickly, it will hurt for a long time.”
The Iron Horned Rhinoceros was only a Tier 3 Mystic Beast, but it possessed an innate Mystic Skill, Iron Horn Charge.
Wounds inflicted by Mystic Skills retained residual Mystic Power. If not dispelled quickly, they would not only be slow to heal, but also cause continuous pain, like being slowly cut by a dull knife.
He shook his head.
“I can dispel it myself… As long as you don’t touch them, I can endure the pain.”
Jiu Youyue blinked, then said, “I have an idea.”
Yun Xiu immediately asked, “What idea?”
Jiu Youyue whispered something in Yun Xiu’s ear, and Yun Xiu’s face visibly reddened.
“W-will that work?”
“Don’t you have confidence in your… assets, Sister?”
“Who said…”
“Don’t worry about me,” Yan Zhen said. “It’s just a minor injury. It should heal in two days.”
“Even minor injuries should be treated seriously. If not handled properly, they can become serious problems.”
As Jiu Youyue spoke, she untied her sash, removing her black robe, then, opening her arms, embraced him from behind, her soft breasts pressing against his back, or rather, against his bruises.
He froze.
“Jiu Youyue?”
“This won’t hurt, right?” She gathered her Mystic Power, her breasts moving rhythmically as she massaged the bruised area. Her lips brushed against his ear, her breath warm. “Sister’s are even softer~”
“Huh?”
He was startled, then he saw Yun Xiu, also having removed her robe, her face flushed as she embraced him from the front, her body pressing against his chest, sandwiching him between them, Jiu Youyue behind, Yun Xiu in front.
“Yun Xiu?!”
“Don’t move! I-I’ll do it.”
Her voice was firm, her Mystic Power concentrated in her chest as she swayed her hips from side to side.
Pressed between their ample bosoms, he felt his body tingling, their softness against his bruises a strange mixture of pleasure and pain, incredibly stimulating.
To avoid disrespecting their kindness, he closed his eyes, trying to calm himself.
Two Mystic Lord realm experts treating his injuries… Within moments, the residual rhinoceros Mystic Power was dispelled, the pain significantly reduced.
“How are you feeling now, Chen Zhen?”
— Amazing!
He almost blurted it out, then quickly composed himself.
“Much better. You can… let go now.”
“Just ‘much better’? Not completely healed? Then we need to work harder.”
Jiu Youyue intensified her efforts.
Yun Xiu, seeing this, also increased her… massage pressure.
The sensation intensified.
As their bodies rubbed against his, their passion grew, their breathing quickening.
“Stop… stop…” He said again. “It doesn’t hurt anymore. You don’t have to continue.”
They also snapped out of their daze, stopping their movements, pulling away slightly to check his injuries.
Without the interference of the residual Mystic Power, the healing pill he had consumed quickly took effect, the bruises already fading.
“That’s good.” Yun Xiu smiled, happy to have helped him. “You’ve worked hard, Chen Zhen.”
“It was nothing. You should… get dressed.” He blushed. “I don’t know where to look.”
She quickly covered her breasts with her hands, turning away, putting on her robe, tying the sash tightly, before turning back to him.
Jiu Youyue also got dressed, releasing him, her usual playfulness gone.
“You should meditate and rest in the tent. Jiu Youyue and I will prepare dinner. Roasted pheasant and wild vegetable soup, right?”
“Mmm, are you sure you’re okay with that?”
“Don’t underestimate us, Little Zhenzhen. It’s just a simple meal. We can handle it.”
“…Then I’ll leave it to you.”
— Just don’t break my cauldron.
…
They left the tent, going to the campfire to prepare the ingredients.
“Jiu Youyue, release my acupoints.” Yun Xiu suddenly said. “We can’t keep relying on him. Let’s end this farce. You’ve had enough fun, haven’t you?”
“Sister, I…”
“Think about it. He’s only a Mystic Scholar. It’s dangerous for him to wander around the core region of the Demon Dragon Mountain Range. If something happens to him, we’ll never forgive ourselves.”
Jiu Youyue lowered her head, her voice dejected.
“I didn’t think of that… because this didn’t happen in my previous life.”
“Release my acupoints. After his injuries are healed, I’ll help him subdue the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire.”
“…Fine.”
She sighed softly, then, without hesitation, extended her finger, channeling her Mystic Power, tapping Yun Xiu’s acupoints seven times, forming the pattern of the Big Dipper.
As the seals were released, Yun Xiu’s aura surged, her cultivation jumping from Mystic Scholar level to Mystic Lord, the overflowing Mystic Power creating a gust of wind that nearly extinguished the campfire.
With her strength restored, her previous fragility vanished, her eyes regaining their confidence, her noble aura returning.
…
Yan Zhen, after a small cycle of Mystic Power circulation, ended his meditation, then smelled something burning.
This doesn’t bode well…
He quickly emerged from the tent, his eyes widening as he saw the pheasant, which he had painstakingly captured, reduced to a charred lump in their hands.
It looked like they had thrown it directly into the fire without even plucking the feathers. Was this… roasted chicken?
“Sister, you burned it! I told you to take it out earlier!”
“You made the fire too big! I told you not to use your Mystic Power!”
“What does that matter? Little Zhenzhen used his Extreme Flame when he roasted the rabbit!”
“He can control fire! Can you? You’re so clumsy!”
“My fault, huh?”
— They’re actually blaming each other!
He couldn’t help but laugh.
“Ahem.”
“Huh? Little Zhenzhen, the chicken is ready— I think… Come try it!” Jiu Youyue called out enthusiastically. “It might be a bit burnt on the outside, but it should be tender on the inside. That’s what they call ‘crispy on the outside, tender on the inside,’ right, Sister?”
“Uh… mmm.”
Yun Xiu was ashamed of her cooking skills.
“If it’s too… unpalatable, don’t force yourself… Have some vegetable soup.”
She filled a bamboo cup with soup, offering it to him.
He looked at the thick, green liquid, his face turning green as well.
What kind of… concoction is this? The vegetables are practically mush!
— You two are truly a match made in… culinary hell!
He grimaced.
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