107 Visiting the Yu Family
The Yang Essence fire poison was harmless to Yan Zhen, even replenishing his Mystic Power. He dispelled it from Huangfu Wenqing’s body within moments.
Huangfu Wenqing breathed a sigh of relief.
In the Yang Polar Secret Realm, she had used her Wind Mystic Power to circulate both internally and externally to dissipate heat, but it had no effect on the accumulated fire poison. Circulating her power had only spread the poison throughout her body, worsening her condition. She had felt as if her internal organs were about to ignite.
Fortunately, she had her precious fiancé, the master of Extreme Flames… Thinking of this, Huangfu Wenqing raised her arms from the water, looking at Yan Zhen coquettishly.
Yan Zhen scratched his cheek, then leaned down and lifted Huangfu Wenqing out of the bathtub.
Cold water streamed down her body and hair, dripping onto the floor and soaking Yan Zhen’s clothes.
Yan Zhen circulated his Fire Mystic Power, enveloping them both, quickly evaporating the water from their skin.
Huangfu Wenqing felt warm and comfortable, her green eyes narrowing slightly, a hint of drowsiness appearing.
Because of the fire poison, she hadn’t slept all night. Now that it was gone, exhaustion washed over her like a tide.
Yan Zhen placed his fiancée on the bed, covered her with the blanket, concealing her beautiful form, then turned, poured her a cup of water, and handed it to her.
“Have some water.”
Huangfu Wenqing blinked and said softly, “Feed me.”
Yan Zhen sat on the edge of the bed, helped Huangfu Wenqing sit up against his chest, and held the teacup to her lips.
“Drink.”
Huangfu Wenqing slowly drank the tea, Yan Zhen wiping the water that dribbled from the corner of her mouth with his sleeve.
“More.”
Yan Zhen nodded, got up to pour another cup, and returned to feed her.
“Is that enough?”
Huangfu Wenqing hummed in agreement, and Yan Zhen gently laid her back down on the bed.
“Get some sleep then. You’ll be fine when you wake up.”
As Yan Zhen was about to leave, Huangfu Wenqing grabbed the corner of his clothes.
“Don’t go, okay, Yan Zhen?”
Yan Zhen sat back down, stroked her cheek, and said gently, “Since you’re tired, you should rest.”
Huangfu Wenqing held his wrist, rubbing her cheek against his palm, and said softly, “Did you go on a date with Zi Xunyi last night?”
Yan Zhen froze, feeling awkward. “We just went for a walk.”
“Just a walk, yet you came back with a completely different aura, hmph.”
—Ah, this… Am I exposed?
Huangfu Wenqing was only sixteen or seventeen, yet her intuition seemed as sharp as Beautiful Master’s. Was this a woman’s intuition?
Yan Zhen felt guilty. He thought she wouldn’t notice, but she had called him out. It felt like being caught red-handed.
—So embarrassing. I absolutely cannot admit it!
“Ahem, you’re… overthinking it, Wenqing. Nothing happened. Zi Ji is from a prominent clan, naturally possessing that noble and elegant goddess-like aura.”
Huangfu Wenqing snorted softly, turned her face away, and said petulantly, “I’m going to tell Grandpa Yan Lie that you bullied me.”
He almost forgot his fiancée had this “tattling” move.
Yan Zhen broke into a cold sweat and quickly coaxed her, “It’s my fault for not dispelling the fire poison sooner. I’m guilty. Please don’t be angry, Wenqing.”
Hearing his gentle tone, Huangfu Wenqing turned back and said childishly, “Kiss me, and I’ll forgive you.”
Yan Zhen felt inexplicably shy. After a moment’s hesitation, he leaned down, looked at his fiancée’s beautiful face, and kissed her pale pink lips.
Huangfu Wenqing immediately responded, opening her mouth like a greedy kitten, demanding his affection, her arms expertly wrapping around his neck.
When they finally broke apart, breathless, Yan Zhen pulled back his slightly numb tongue. Huangfu Wenqing licked her lips, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Forgiven halfway. One more kiss.”
—Hey, that’s not what you said earlier!
Faced with his sick and unreasonable fiancée, Yan Zhen was helpless. He leaned down again and gave her a gentle kiss.
After the kiss, Huangfu Wenqing kissed his chin and chuckled mischievously. “Forgiven another half of the remaining half. One more kiss.”
—What kind of calculus kissing is this?!
Yan Zhen was speechless. He gave her one final peck on the lips, then gently removed her arms from his neck and sat up.
“Alright, get some rest. We’ll talk when you wake up.”
Huangfu Wenqing pouted, clearly unhappy.
“Be good.” Yan Zhen tucked her restless arms under the covers. “I’m going to cultivate in the Celestial Dome Pagoda. I’ll bring you back something delicious.”
Huangfu Wenqing nodded, watched Yan Zhen leave the room, then closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Yan Zhen went downstairs and returned to Zi Xunyi’s room.
The pastries were finished. Long Ying was lying prone on the table, bored, while Zi Xunyi elegantly sipped her tea.
Yan Zhen spent time with them until noon. After confirming Zi Xunyi was alright, he gave her the Tier 6 academy card from the Grand Elder, explaining that he was going to cultivate in the Celestial Dome Pagoda and asked her to arrange Long Ying’s meals.
However, Long Ying insisted on going with him. Yan Zhen reluctantly agreed and took her along.
Arriving at the Celestial Dome Pagoda, many students looked at him strangely, clearly having heard about him entering the Yang Polar Secret Realm with the Purple-Clad Goddess.
If not for their fear of his strength, demonstrated by his victory over Bai Ao, many admirers of Zi Xunyi, both male and female, would have likely challenged him to a duel already.
Yan Zhen continued cultivating on the fourth level. Long Ying sat beside him, mimicking his posture, but soon fell asleep, her head resting on his lap.
Dragon Slumber Breathing Technique.
As time passed, Yan Zhen’s breathing rhythm gradually synchronized with Long Ying’s, and his cultivation speed visibly increased.
After a day of cultivation, Yan Zhen successfully consolidated his six-star Mystic Master realm and continued cultivating.
Another day passed. Yan Zhen took Long Ying and left the Celestial Dome Pagoda, returning to their residence.
Grand Elder Yu Yan informed him that Instructor Yu Xuan would be coming out of seclusion tomorrow, and he should prepare to visit the Yu family.
This wasn’t part of the script, so Yan Zhen felt a bit nervous.
The next day, at the cliffside building, Yan Zhen gently put down Long Ying, pushed her towards the two women, and said, “I’m going to the Yu family residence and will probably be there for two or three days. Please take care of Long Ying during this time. Just make sure she doesn’t wander off.”
“I won’t wander off!” Long Ying put her hands on her hips proudly. “Zhenzhen is the one who wanders off!”
“I have important business!”
Yan Zhen gently tapped Long Ying’s head, waved goodbye, and then, with a flash of starlight, flew back towards the Grand Elder’s residence. Grand Elder Yu Yan was already waiting for him.
Besides the Grand Elder, Cousin Yu Die was also there.
Seeing Yan Zhen fly back from the cliffside building, both women looked at him strangely.
Normally, Yan Zhen’s closeness to Zi Xunyi (Celestial God Clan) would be attributed to his relationship with Long Ying (Dragon God Clan), but they felt there was more to it.
Yan Zhen felt awkward, especially since both women were Instructor Yu Xuan’s family.
“Ahem, when do we leave?”
Grand Elder Yu Yan narrowed her eyes again, took out an airship model from her storage ring, activated the runes on it, and the model instantly grew into a small airship capable of holding ten people.
“Let’s go pick up Xiao Qing and Xiao Bailan from the Outer Academy first.”
Yan Zhen felt uneasy. The elegant Head Instructor Aunt was fine, but the short-tempered, menopausal-like Dean Younger Aunt was coming too?
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