Confession
Without hesitation, Chen Yuan gently placed the Nine-Revolving Spring Return Pill into Qin Shuhan's mouth.
“Senior Sister, take it.”
Although Qin Shuhan was extremely weak, her senses were still active.
The majestic vitality and Dao rhythm emanating from the Medicinal Pill caused a violent shock in her heart.
With her knowledge, she instantly judged that this was no ordinary Medicinal Pill; its grade was likely far beyond her understanding!
She struggled to look up at Chen Yuan, her eyes filled with disbelief: “Junior Brother Chen... this... this is too precious...”
“No matter how precious a Medicinal Pill is, it is meant to be used by people.” Chen Yuan's tone was calm. “Don't speak, focus your mind and dissolve the medicinal power.”
The Medicinal Pill entered her stomach, instantly transforming into a warm, vast, sea-like current that surged into Qin Shuhan's limbs, organs, and even her damaged Meridians and Divine Soul!
In that instant, the internal and external injuries left by the previous battle, as well as the terrifying backlash caused by activating her unusual pupils, rapidly healed under this powerful medicinal energy, visible to the naked eye!
Broken bones underwent Rebirth, damaged Meridians were repaired, and depleted spiritual energy quickly recovered like a gushing spring.
In just a dozen breaths of time, her paper-white complexion regained its rosy color, and her weak aura steadily climbed, quickly stabilizing.
This immediate, miraculous curative effect completely stunned Qin Shuhan.
She suddenly looked at Chen Yuan, her voice trembling slightly:
“Junior Brother Chen, this... what kind of Medicinal Pill is this? The effect is actually so Heaven-Defying!”
Seeing that her injuries were stable, Chen Yuan finally released the hand wrapped around her waist and said with an indifferent expression: “Eighth-grade, Nine-Revolving Life Return Pill.”
“Eighth... Eighth-grade?!” Qin Shuhan gasped, her heart skipping a beat.
Eighth-grade Medicinal Pill!
What kind of concept was that?
The entire Xuantian Sect probably couldn't find more than a few; it was an existence worthy of being a Sect-Protecting Treasure!
He actually used such a precious Medicinal Pill on her.
After the shock, a wave of emotion surged in her heart, mixed with a complex, indescribable feeling.
She looked at Chen Yuan's calm, unwavering face—he had saved her from danger and spared no expense, using an Eighth-grade Holy Medicine to heal her injuries.
This favor was truly too great.
“I obtained one by chance in an ancient Secret Realm.” Chen Yuan spoke lightly. “It's good that Senior Sister is fine.”
Only one?
Yet he gave it to her without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Qin Shuhan's heart trembled violently.
“Thank you, Junior Brother Chen. Senior Sister will remember this kindness.”
Chen Yuan tilted his head and looked at her, somewhat confused. “Shouldn't you repay me by offering yourself?”
“Wh-what?” Qin Shuhan didn't quite register it, feeling as if her ears were malfunctioning!
Chen Yuan blinked, looking at the person in his arms, and said seriously: “Offer yourself in marriage!”
This time, Qin Shuhan heard clearly. Her face flushed completely. “Junior Brother, you, you, you... you're teasing me again!”
The last time Chen Yuan told her to be his wife was still vivid in her memory.
“No!” Chen Yuan shook his head. “I'm serious. When I heard that something had happened to Senior Sister, my heart was troubled, and when I saw you injured by a Demonic Cultivator, my heart ached!
Seeing you lying weakly in my arms, I felt deeply self-reproachful, blaming myself for not appearing sooner.
This feeling is strange, and I only realized belatedly that this is liking. Senior Sister, I like you.”
Chen Yuan's expression was extremely earnest at this moment.
Qin Shuhan, in his arms, looked at Chen Yuan's ink-like pupils and heard his moving confession, feeling as if her heart had skipped half a beat.
[Ding, detecting that Qin Shuhan's favorability toward the Host has surpassed 60, triggering the bindable condition. Do you wish to bind?]
“Bind.” Chen Yuan silently recited in his mind.
[Ding, binding successful. Triggering binding reward. Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Emperor Rank Magical Artifact: innate one qi human emperor banner.]
Chen Yuan looked at the innate one qi human emperor banner within the System space, instantly dumbfounded.
“System, are you sure this is the innate one qi human emperor banner?”
Chen Yuan had read Ancient Records and had some understanding of the innate one qi human emperor banner.
The banner of the Human Emperor Banner should have a Golden Imperial Seal, and high-grade ones even feature Ten Thousand People Worshipping and Maps of Rivers and Mountains.
Why does the Human Emperor Banner rewarded by the System have a Skull on its face?
[Host, please do not question the System. This is the Human Emperor Banner.]
Chen Yuan's mouth twitched. It wasn't even pretending anymore.
“The top of the banner should emit seven-colored auspicious radiance. Why is it emitting black smoke?”
[Host, it is clearly because the Grandmist Purple Qi is too dense—so dense it appears purple.]
“Fine, fine, you Damn System, you're awesome.”
What else could Chen Yuan say? He'd just keep it for now!
Suddenly, Qin Shuhan's face became even redder, and her voice was very soft, “Junior Brother... don't touch my waist!”
After speaking, she completely melted into Chen Yuan's embrace.
She didn't understand the matters between men and women, and her body was sensitive. She didn't even dare let Shen Nianchu touch areas like her waist.
At this moment, Chen Yuan's large hand, which was wrapped around Qin Shuhan's slender waist, was quite naughty, squeezing the soft flesh around her waist.
It was an unconscious exploration while he was talking to the System just now.
However, Chen Yuan had no intention of letting go.
His hand slowly climbed upward,
Once, twice.
The blush on Qin Shuhan's face quickly spread to the roots of her ears.
“Mmm, Junior Brother... what... what are you going to do?”
At this moment, Chen Yuan's hand had reached her armpit.
If it moved forward slightly, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Chen Yuan leaned in close to her ear.
“Senior Sister, I want to feel your true heart and see if you like me too!”
Qin Shuhan's expression changed drastically. “N-no!”
She wanted to break free from Chen Yuan's large hand and even stand up, but her body was extremely soft, she couldn't exert any strength, and she couldn't even perform the most basic circulation of spiritual energy.
At this moment, Qin Shuhan no longer retained her cold and lofty demeanor.
Chen Yuan was acting like a perverted big bad wolf.
His hand moved forward.
This very movement made Qin Shuhan tremble all over.
Mustering strength from somewhere, she bit down on Chen Yuan's ear.
Chen Yuan immediately hissed, and his hand subconsciously let go.
She immediately scrambled up, then turned around and glared at Chen Yuan.
“Junior Martial Brother, you are shameless! How dare you treat your Senior Sister like this!”
Her beautiful eyes were wide with fury.
However, Chen Yuan was not deterred by her words. Instead, he took a step forward, took her hand, and pulled her into his arms.
“Senior Sister, I like you!”
This was Chen Yuan's second serious confession.
Qin Shuhan looked up at Chen Yuan's sharply defined jawline, and her heart was in turmoil.
After a long silence, Qin Shuhan asked this question: “Didn't you like Revered Master? Why do you like me now?”
Chen Yuan answered truthfully: “I like both of you.”
“You.” Qin Shuhan widened her beautiful eyes, feeling that Chen Yuan was a complete Scumbag.
“However, I like you a little more.” Chen Yuan made a sudden counter-attack.
For some reason, when Qin Shuhan heard this, she felt a small flutter of excitement in her heart.