111: Chapter 111 confirms once again: Is Qin Shenzi really not a bad person?

He spoke with such apparent sincerity.

Yet his palm held a Love Poison seed he had just exchanged.

He struck it into Chu Youwei's spiritual platform.

This seed was colorless and odorless.

It was not fatal.

It would only cause Chu Youwei to develop a sense of dependence and possessiveness toward him.

One that originated from the depths of her Soul.

Eventually, she would be like someone possessed by a Gu.

She would regard him as the only one in her life.

Unable to tolerate anyone sharing him!

"It's about to begin."

"It might hurt a little, bear with it."

Qin Yu's voice rang out.

Swish!

A golden needle descended.

It accurately pierced into the source of the illness.

Chu Youwei let out a muffled groan and gripped the bedsheets tightly.

That surge of pain instantly spread throughout her body along her Meridians.

But soon.

A warm current spread out from the golden needle.

It forced back the cold Qi entrenched in her Meridians by a fraction.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qin Yu's movements were as smooth as flowing water.

golden needles descended one after another.

In a short while, Chu Youwei's back was covered with golden needles.

Each one trembled slightly, breathing out Grandmist Life Qi.

Chu Youwei felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring.

It was warm and cozy.

Even her consciousness began to blur slightly.

And at this moment.

Outside the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Chu Feng tightened his thin outer coat and paced back and forth.

The cold wind cut across his face like a knife.

He stood guard strictly at the entrance of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

He allowed no one to approach.

"It should... be fine, right?"

His heart was in his throat.

It was so quiet inside, so quiet that it made him feel a bit panicked.

Just then.

"Hmph!"

From within the pavilion, a young girl's muffled groan faintly drifted out.

It seemed to carry some pain.

And yet it also seemed...

Chu Feng's heart instantly leaped into his throat.

"Xiao Wei!"

He instinctively moved to rush inside.

But just as his foot lifted, he came to a sudden halt.

No!

Qin Yu had instructed that during the treatment, he absolutely must not be disturbed!

That sound just now.

It must be because the treatment has reached a critical moment, and my sister is enduring the pain!

Yes!

It must be so!

If I am reckless and rush in now.

Not only will I interrupt the treatment.

I might even harm my sister!

Thinking of this, instead of rushing in, Chu Feng stayed put.

On the contrary, his face was full of gratitude and guilt.

"The Divine Son's great kindness!"

"I, Chu Feng, was reckless just now!"

He bowed deeply toward the pavilion.

In his eyes was apology and gratitude for Qin Yu.

At this time, if Qin Yu inside knew.

That his actions would cause the sister-protecting maniac outside to imagine such things.

He would probably laugh out loud again.

...

No one knew how much time had passed.

When the last golden needle was pulled out.

Chu Youwei was covered in a fragrant sweat.

The Nine Yin Cold Qi that had originally been entrenched in her body had actually been forced out by more than half.

She felt much lighter all over.

"It's done."

Qin Yu withdrew his hand, his voice full of exhaustion.

"Rest well tonight."

"We will continue tomorrow night."

After saying that, he got up and left without the slightest hesitation.

Chu Youwei looked at the departing figure.

Her gaze was extremely complex.

There was shyness and gratitude.

And a trace of dependence that she herself had not yet noticed.

Outside the pavilion.

Qin Yu walked out the main door and looked at Chu Feng, who was waiting with an anxious face.

"How is it?"

Chu Feng came forward and asked nervously.

"It's temporarily stabilized."

Qin Yu yawned and waved his hand.

"This Divine Son has expended a great deal tonight and needs to rest."

"Guard this place well."

"Remember, no one is allowed to enter."

"Especially you."

After saying that.

Qin Yu left without looking back.

Leaving Chu Feng alone to stand bewildered in the wind.

Chu Feng looked at the closed pavilion door.

Then he looked at the direction Qin Yu had left.

The scales in his heart tipped once again.

Perhaps.

This Qin Yu...

Really isn't a bad person?

...

Several days passed in succession.

Chu Youwei's complexion became visibly ruddy.

She was no longer that sickly beauty who would fall over if the wind blew.

The foundation of her innate dao fetus was stimulated.

It caused her entire person to be shrouded in a layer of faint spiritual light.

Even her frame seemed to have filled out a bit.

She had some of the charming innocence a young girl should have.

"Big Brother Qin, this flower can actually draw in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi?"

In the garden outside the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Chu Youwei followed behind Qin Yu, pointing curiously at a shimmering orchid.

She was draped in a snow-white fox fur coat that Qin Yu had casually given her, which made her delicate face look even more exquisite.

After a few days, she was no longer so restrained and afraid of Qin Yu.

She would even take the initiative to talk and laugh in front of him.

"That is called the Seven-Apertures Exquisite Grass; it only blooms once every thirty thousand years."

Qin Yu casually plucked a leaf and handed it to her.

"Smell it."

"Its fragrance can nourish the Divine Soul; it's best for a patient like you who is just recovering from a serious illness."

Chu Youwei obediently took it and sniffed it gently at the tip of her nose.

A cool fragrance rushed straight to her mind.

It made her feel as if the whole world had become much clearer.

Her gaze toward Qin Yu was filled with admiration and adoration.

During these past few days, besides healing her.

Qin Yu would also take her for walks on this divine island.

He told her about the origins of various exotic flowers and herbs.

He shared some interesting stories about practicing medicine to save the world.

For example.

How he had once ventured alone into the Myriad Poison Abyss, facing a narrow escape from death, to cure a plague in a Mortal kingdom.

Or for instance.

How he had once enlightened a withered sacred medicine, allowing it to regain its vitality.

These stories.

Paired with Qin Yu's handsome face and compassionate temperament.

Were of nuclear-bomb level lethality for a young girl who had not seen much of the world.

In Chu Youwei's heart.

Qin Yu was no longer some Devil Head.

But a big brother who bore too many misunderstandings yet had an incomparably gentle and kind heart.

"Big Brother Qin knows so much."

Chu Youwei praised him sincerely.

She even.

Began to feel a bit... expectant?

Regarding the nightly golden needle treatments, which she had initially found unbearably shameful.

She didn't know if it was an illusion.

Every time Qin Yu's palm touched her skin.

Besides the warmth.

There was also a wonderful feeling that made her heart race.

That Love Poison seed rooted deep within her Soul.

Was quietly sprouting.

"Let's go, the wind is strong outside, it's time to head back."

Qin Yu saw that the timing was about right and turned to return to the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Just then.

A figure, carrying an irrepressible anxiety and anger, rushed over from the distance.

"Xiao Wei!"

It was Chu Feng.

He had been driven nearly insane these past few days.

Every day he could only look at his sister's pavilion from afar, unable to approach.

Even the maidservants who delivered food would politely but firmly stop him.

The excuse was always the same:

"Young Master Chu, your Tyrant Body aura is too strong; it will disturb the Young Miss's condition."

Today, he really couldn't take it anymore.

"Brother?"

Chu Youwei was delighted to see her brother at first, but then she frowned.

Her brother looked too disheveled.

His clothes were covered in dust, his eyes were sunken, and they were filled with bloodshot veins.

He looked like some rustic villager.

Compared to the elegant Qin Yu beside her.

It was simply the difference between heaven and earth.

"Xiao Wei! How are you? Did he do anything to you?"

Chu Feng rushed over in three steps, grabbed Chu Youwei's hand, and nervously looked her up and down.

That gaze was extremely protective.

"Brother, you're hurting me!"

Chu Youwei cried out in pain and broke free from Chu Feng's hand.

She instinctively hid half a step behind Qin Yu.