37: Chapter 37 No... No way

Just as Liu Ruyan was being taken away, an ice-blue Medicinal Pill, radiating a faint chill, floated down from the air and landed beside Ye Yun.

At the same time, the woman's cold, aloof voice rang in Ye Yun's ears, sounding as if she were right beside him, yet also as if she were far away.

"Consume it."

The voice faded, and the woman's figure had already vanished without a trace.

Ye Yun looked at the Medicinal Pill, then toward the direction where the woman had disappeared, a complex array of emotions flashing in his eyes.

There was reluctance, there was gratitude, but more than that, there was a burning ambition and a desire for conquest.

This woman was cold, powerful, mysterious, and as beautiful as an Immortal, several grades more beautiful than Liu Ruyan and Su Wanqing.

Yet, the more a woman was like this, the more it stirred Ye Yun's desire for conquest.

"Hmph, so cold and aloof? So stunningly beautiful?"

Ye Yun thought to himself, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes.

"Sooner or later, I will surpass you, pin you beneath me, and let you witness my prowess! When that day comes, I will definitely unveil your veil and see just how beautiful you truly are!"

This was not just a man's desire for conquest; it was the driving force for him to become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger than everyone else could he protect those he wanted to protect and obtain everything he desired.

Including such a peerless woman.

After clearing his thoughts, Ye Yun endured the excruciating pain throughout his body, struggled to climb up from the ground, and swayed before steadying himself.

As his gaze swept over the spot where Zhao Lie had been torn to pieces, there was not a shred of pity in Ye Yun's heart, only the exhilaration of having avenged his great grudge.

He walked up quickly, bent down to pick up the Storage Pouch dropped by Zhao Lie, and clutched it tightly in his palm.

This was the final gift left by his enemy; there must be many good things inside, which would perfectly compensate for what he needed for healing and Cultivate.

Ye Yun did not linger any longer. Under the cover of night, he stumbled toward the outside of the courtyard, his figure quickly disappearing into the deep, dark alleyways.

He had to find a safe place as soon as possible to consume that Medicinal Pill to heal his wounds and restore his strength.

He needed to make thorough preparations for the upcoming Shiyun City The Great Competition and for the path to becoming a powerhouse in the future.

The night was as dark as ink. Ye Yun stumbled through the deep, dark alleyways of Shiyun City, his body covered in blood, and waves of tearing pain radiating from his wounds.

The courtyard in the west of the city was no longer safe to stay in; the spies of the Three Great Families and the City Lord's Mansion might still be searching the city.

Looking across the entire Shiyun City, the only place where he could temporarily find shelter was the Su Family.

Ye Yun avoided the patrols of the Su Family guards and, relying on his familiarity with the Su Family's layout, snuck into the backyard like a ghost, heading straight for Su Wanqing's boudoir.

It was already late at night, but a dim, warm light was still on in Su Wanqing's room; evidently, she had forgotten to extinguish it before going to sleep.

Ye Yun gently pushed open the ajar door. A faint scent of gardenias rushed to meet him, forming a stark contrast to the smell of blood and dust on his body.

The room was decorated elegantly and tastefully, with gauze curtains hanging low and the bedding neat. Su Wanqing was lying on her side on the bed, sleeping soundly.

She was wearing a pink nightdress, the hem spread loosely across the bed, revealing a section of her fair, slender lower leg.

Her long, jet-black hair was scattered casually across the pillow, a few strands clinging to her smooth forehead, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

There was a faint smile at the corners of her mouth; she was clearly having a pleasant dream.

Ye Yun's footsteps were slightly heavy, making a soft sound as they landed on the floorboards.

"Mmm..."

Su Wanqing woke up with a start, opening her sleepy eyes to see a blood-stained, disheveled figure before her.

She was so startled that her sleepiness vanished instantly, and she exclaimed, "Ah! Who is it?!"

When she saw that the person was Ye Yun, the terror on Su Wanqing's face instantly turned into overwhelming worry and heartache.

She quickly climbed out of bed, disregarding her disheveled clothing, and ran barefoot to Ye Yun, her voice laced with tears.

"Ye Yun! What happened to you? How did you get hurt like this?!"

She reached out to touch Ye Yun's wounds but was afraid of hurting him, so she could only hover her hands cautiously in mid-air, her eyes instantly turning red.

The clothes on Ye Yun's body were tattered, with many wounds still oozing blood, and his face was as pale as paper. Only his eyes remained bright, carrying a trace of exhaustion and burning intensity.

"I'm fine, just small wounds."

Ye Yun endured the excruciating pain, forcing a smile, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"You're in this state and you still say you're fine!" Su Wanqing was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

"I'll go call a doctor right now, you wait here!"

She said this and was about to run out, but Ye Yun grabbed her.

"No need." Ye Yun shook his head, his tone firm.

"We cannot call a doctor now; it will draw attention. I have a way to treat myself."

Su Wanqing stopped and looked at him in confusion.

"But you are hurt so badly..."

"Believe in me." Ye Yun looked at her worried eyes, feeling a warmth in his heart, and pulled her into his embrace.

The girl's soft body bumped into his chest, bringing with it a faint fragrance and warm body heat, instantly dispelling the chill and exhaustion from his body.

Su Wanqing was caught off guard, her cheeks instantly flushing red, her body stiffening as she could clearly feel the heartbeat and heavy breathing coming from Ye Yun.

She instinctively wanted to struggle, but was held even tighter by Ye Yun.

"Ye Yun..."

Su Wanqing's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, her cheeks so hot they could boil an egg, her hands nervously pressed against his chest.

Feeling his solid muscles and the lingering scent of blood on his body, she felt both shy and heartbroken.

Ye Yun looked down at the pretty, charming girl in his arms; her nightdress had slid down loosely, revealing a large expanse of snow-white, delicate skin on her shoulders.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing her exquisite collarbones and a glimpse of an alluring cleavage.

The girl's cheeks were flushed, her eyes misty, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently.

With a hint of panic and expectation, she was like a startled young deer, evoking tenderness.

This instantly ignited the heat in Ye Yun's heart; although the cooldown period for Dual Cultivation had not passed, preventing him from using Mystic Power resonance to heal,

this did not hinder him from sharing an intimate moment with the girl in his arms.

However, with his body covered in blood mixed with dust, it really wasn't suitable for intimacy.

"Wanqing, where is the Su Family's bathing room?" Ye Yun leaned down close to her ear, his voice low and hoarse.

"I'm too dirty; I need to wash up first."

Su Wanqing was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks turned even redder, and she nodded quickly.

"It's... it's on the west side of the backyard. I'll take you there."

She broke free from Ye Yun's embrace, head bowed, and led the way barefoot, her pink nightdress swaying in the night, revealing her slender, fair lower legs.

Ye Yun followed behind her, his gaze resting on her graceful figure, a warm feeling spreading in his heart.

The Su Family had deep foundations; the bathing room was built quite elegantly and was always stocked with warm spring water, with mist swirling about and a faint floral fragrance filling the air.

Su Wanqing lit the oil lamp on the wall, the dim, yellow light reflecting in the mist, making the atmosphere appear exceptionally ambiguous.

"Brother Ye Yun, you wash first. I'll go get you some clean clothes."

After Su Wanqing finished speaking, she turned to leave.

"Wait." Ye Yun grabbed her hand, looking at her with fiery eyes.

"Bathe with me."

Su Wanqing trembled, her cheeks turning beet red instantly, and she shook her head hurriedly.

"No... no, you can't."

"Between us, what is it that we can't do?"

Ye Yun gripped her hand tighter, his tone carrying a hint of dominance and tenderness.

"I still have injuries on my body, and it's not convenient for me to wash by myself. You help me."