325: Chapter 325 Fox Clan Secret Technique, Something's Wrong?

Wan Qiba sat on the ruined steps of the altar, tapping his fingers lightly against his knees, as if weighing his words.

The moonlight shone on his face, making his silhouette appear somewhat blurred.

After a moment of silence, he raised his head, looked at Jiuer, and his voice dropped a few notches.

"Actually, there is an opportunity."

Jiuer looked at him: "What opportunity?"

Wan Qiba said: "The Old Dragon's 12,000th birthday. It's in three months."

His tone was very calm, as if he were talking about an ordinary matter, but Chu Sheng noticed that when he said the words "Old Dragon", his fingers paused.

"The twelve clans of the Western Regions and the four kings will all send people to offer congratulations. That is when the Old Dragon is most proud, and also when his defenses are most lax."

"If we could make a move at that time..."

He didn't finish, but the meaning was already very clear.

Jiuer was silent for a moment, then said: "You want to cause trouble at the Old Dragon's birthday celebration?"

Wan Qiba nodded: "It's not causing trouble, it's revenge."

"He destroyed Qingqiu and killed our clansmen. His birthday should be his death anniversary."

His tone carried a hint of hatred, but he quickly suppressed it.

He sighed, his voice becoming low: "However, if we do this, the Old Dragon will certainly not let it rest. He will investigate to the end and hunt us to the ends of the earth."

"Once we make a move, there is no turning back."

Jiuer did not answer immediately.

She stood there, looking at the pitch-black night in the distance, as if weighing something.

Chu Sheng stood by her side, also not speaking.

He knew this was her choice.

She could choose to be safe, slowly accumulating power, and waiting until she had enough strength before making a move.

Or she could choose to take a risk and gamble at the Old Dragon's birthday celebration.

The former was safe but required time and patience.

The latter was faster but carried great risk; if they failed, the Fox Clan might truly have no chance of recovery.

After a good while, Jiuer finally spoke.

Her voice was very calm, without hesitation, as if she had already made up her mind.

"Three months is enough."

Wan Qiba looked at her, a complex gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

Jiuer said: "I am sure."

She turned her head to look at Chu Sheng, as if waiting for his stance.

Chu Sheng didn't think much and just nodded.

"Then let's go."

Wan Qiba looked at them, was silent for a moment, then stood up.

"Good. Then I will go prepare some things first."

"Two and a half months from now, meet here, and I will tell you the detailed plan."

He turned and walked towards the depths of the ruins, his steps somewhat unsteady, but his back was firm.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again and said without looking back.

"Little sister, be careful of Zhu Yin. That person is more insidious than you think."

His figure disappeared into the darkness.

Jiuer stood there, looking at the direction her brother disappeared, silent for a long time.

Chu Sheng walked to her side and asked in a low voice: "Do you believe what he said?"

Jiuer said: "I believe what he said about Zhu Yin. But the plan for three months from now..."

She didn't continue, but Chu Sheng understood what she meant.

She didn't completely trust Wan Qiba.

Or rather, she believed her brother wouldn't harm her, but she also knew that she didn't know what Wan Qiba had experienced over these years.

Had he already been infiltrated by the Old Dragon's people?

Could he be being used?

She didn't know.

Chu Sheng said: "Then let's be prepared. Regardless of whether his plan is true or false, we need to improve our own strength first."

Jiuer nodded and didn't say anything more.

The two stayed in the ruins for a while longer, and after confirming there were no other anomalies, they turned and left.

On the way back to Guanyue Abyss, Chu Sheng kept thinking about what Wan Qiba had said.

The 12,000th birthday was indeed an opportunity.

But it was also a trap.

The Old Dragon had lived for so many years; it was impossible for him not to have considered that someone might make a move at his birthday celebration.

He must have prepared a contingency plan.

Perhaps Wan Qiba's appearance was already within the Old Dragon's calculations.

He didn't know.

But he knew that Jiuer needed strength, the Fox Clan needed strength, and he himself needed strength.

Three months was neither long nor short.

He had to think of a way.

When they returned to Guanyue Abyss, the sky was already beginning to brighten.

Chu Sheng was about to go rest, but Jiuer pulled on his sleeve.

Her voice was very soft, carrying a hint of hesitation, yet also a hint of seriousness: "Chu Sheng, I have a plan."

Chu Sheng stopped his steps and looked back at her: "What plan?"

Jiuer said: "Since you have helped me, I can also help you."

"The Fox Clan has a secret technique that can use the power of the Origin to help others temper their physical bodies and restore their Foundation."

She stretched out her hand, a cluster of pale purple light emerging from her palm. Floating in the light was a bead the size of a fingernail, crystal clear throughout, emitting a warm and gentle luster.

Chu Sheng looked at the bead and was stunned for a moment: "Is this... a Yao Beast core?"

Jiuer rolled her eyes at him: "That's something only low-end Yao Beasts have. This is the manifestation of the Origin; it is a hundred times purer than a Yao Beast core."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over Chu Sheng, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

"I will help you cultivate, but it depends on whether your body can withstand it."

Chu Sheng raised an eyebrow: "Are you saying I can't handle it?"

Jiuer didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Chu Sheng remembered the last time; he had indeed been worn out by her, to the point where he didn't even have the strength to speak at the end.

He was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "Fine, let's try it."

Jiuer took out the Biluo Palace.

That Magical Artifact turned into a beam of emerald green light in her hand, landed on the ground, and transformed into an elegant room.

Just as Jiuer was about to speak, Matron Tu walked in from outside, holding a set of clean clothes and several bottles of medicinal oil.

"My Lady, everything is ready."

Jiuer nodded and glanced at Chu Sheng: "Go prepare yourself."

Chu Sheng was about to walk inside, but Matron Tu followed him.

He stopped his steps and looked back at Matron Tu: "What are you..."

Matron Tu smiled slightly, her tone calm: "Young Master, I am here to bathe and dress you, and to relax your muscles and Meridians."

Although there were traces of age on Matron Tu's face, she still retained her charm.

Chu Sheng glanced at Jiuer's expression, was stunned for a moment, and gave a dry cough: "This... isn't this against decorum?"

Before Matron Tu could speak, Jiuer's voice came over, carrying a hint of a smile: "We are family, no need for formalities. Matron Tu has taken care of me since I was young, and her skill in relaxing muscles and Meridians is top-notch."

Chu Sheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but looked at Matron Tu's calm face, then looked at Jiuer's smiling expression, sighed, and did not refuse further.

Inside the bathroom, steam was swirling. Chu Sheng soaked in the warm water, feeling his fatigue slowly dissipating.

Matron Tu's technique was very seasoned; not too light, not too heavy, and every Acupoint was pressed just right.

Her fingers carried a warm spiritual energy that moved slowly along his Meridians, unblocking the clogged nodes in his body one by one.

Chu Sheng was a bit uncomfortable at first, but slowly, his body's instincts replaced his reason. He closed his eyes and let that warm energy circulate within his body.

His Meridians were stretching, the cracks in his Dao Palace were healing, and even the nearly exhausted spiritual energy in his Dantian began to slowly recover.

He thought to himself: This Matron Tu, her technique is indeed top-notch.

But soon he thought again, she watched Wan Jiuer grow up, and he had just married Jiuer, yet now he was being served while bathing by her...

And for convenience, Matron Tu had removed all her clothes; he could see through the reflection on the water surface, and could even see...

Wait, Chu Sheng felt that perhaps this was Jiuer testing him, maybe Jiuer was watching him from outside, and if he really couldn't control himself, what would that be?

It's a trap!

He silently recited "upright gentleman" several times in his heart, closed his eyes to avoid looking, and only then suppressed those distracting thoughts.

About half an hour later, Chu Sheng changed into clean robes and walked out, looking refreshed.

His complexion was much better than before, and even his steps were a bit lighter.

Matron Tu followed behind him, carrying the used medicinal oil and clothes, nodded slightly to him, and then retreated.

Chu Sheng was loosening his wrists when he suddenly felt a gaze.

He raised his head and saw Jiuer standing outside the curtain, arms crossed, looking at him with a smile.

Her pale grey eyes were slightly curved, like crescent moons, carrying a kind of cunning unique to foxes.

Her voice was very soft, but carried a hint of provocation.

"Looks like you're in good spirits."

"Since you've recovered, let's give it a try."

"Today, let's decide the winner."

Chu Sheng looked at her smile and thought of Matron Tu's seasoned technique in the bathroom just now, and suddenly felt his blood rushing up.

He took a deep breath and smiled too.

"Bring it on. Who's afraid of whom?"

The curtain fell, and the door of the room closed gently.

Matron Tu stood not far away, heard the movement coming from inside, shook her head, but with a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth, she turned and walked away.

The morning light spread from the east, coating the entire Guanyue Abyss in a layer of gold.

A new day had just begun.