98: Damn it, I got slapped in the face by Shangguan Qing!

“Hiss~ Meng Yun, be gentler…”

Shangguan Qing lay prostrate on the bed, close to the edge.

Her hands were clasped on the pillow, her entire face buried in her arms.

Her figure was covered by a silk handkerchief and underwear, completely concealing all sensitive areas.

Meng Yun pressed with his fingertips, spiritual energy flowing naturally, accurately applying the medicinal bath to the wounds on her delicate body, gently rubbing it in.

The medicinal effect instantly took hold under the spiritual energy, and almost visibly, wisps of crimson, decaying aura slowly emerged from the girl's wounds, diffusing and disappearing.

If it had been White Cloud Virtuous Minister, he would have likely been infected again.

But this time, Meng Yun was a Golden Core cultivator.

Mere crimson decay, he was not afraid.

Shangguan Qing let out suppressed, soft moans during this massage.

This made her cheeks even redder.

Even on the front lines of the demon seed battlefield, she had never cried out in pain, even when severely wounded.

She was tougher than a man.

However, it was fortunate that she was now facing away from Meng Yun, so he could not see her embarrassment.

That was a lie!

When her face turned red, her neck, shoulders, and even her back would also turn crimson.

Meng Yun started to feel strange as he applied the medicine.

What was going on?

Why was everything red?

He had said that astaxanthin could not be heated!

He could barely find the wounds anymore!

But Meng Yun knew the reason without even thinking—

Although Shangguan Qing had a cold personality and was decisive in killing.

Ultimately, she was just a young girl who had not experienced such things.

The current scene was severely challenging her psychological limits.

He was truly curious how she had had a moment of madness to agree to let him massage her!

Sure enough, every girl loved beauty! How could a body full of scars be acceptable!

Even Shangguan Qing was no exception!

In the face of beauty, what were mere gender boundaries?

“Did I hurt you?”

“…Mm.”

“Then bear with it.”

Shangguan Qing: “…”

Meng Yun asked in a low voice, but his movements did not stop.

Not to mention a woman's love for beauty.

Even if it was purely for his own appreciation, he had to help Shangguan Qing completely fade these tiny scars!

Shangguan Qing bit her red lips lightly, trying her best to endure.

Aside from anything else, she could feel Meng Yun's serious concentration through the sensation on her back.

Although it was tingly, numb, itchy, and painful, she did not dislike this feeling.

Unconsciously, her entire shoulder had already been massaged by Meng Yun.

Just this once, the wound, which could originally be described as hideous, had already shrunk by at least half.

If he did this four or five more times, Meng Yun could guarantee that the girl's skin would be as smooth as milk satin.

A small ball could roll on it forever at a constant speed.

With the upper body finished, next were the thighs.

Shangguan Qing's face grew even redder.

When the peach ripens.

Out of concern for Shenhe, this part will not be described further.

Looking at the wound that spanned the inner and outer sides of her thigh, Meng Yun was also horrified.

Heaven knew what kind of deadly situation she had faced back then!

He had too much experience fighting demon seed troops; putting one's head on the line was not just an empty phrase!

“This wound of yours…”

Meng Yun said with a hint of tenderness as he applied the medicine.

What beautiful legs.

Now, even riding a tricycle would lack aesthetic appeal.

“Do you remember? I said before that the first month, I fought for myself.”

“The second month, I fought for your share.” Shangguan Qing buried her crimson face in her arms and said directly:

“This wound was sustained in the second month.”

She wanted him to know that her injury was because of him.

Lest he be heartless, just like a scoundrel!

“Ah… Then I must compensate you well.” Meng Yun felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Although this decision had nothing to do with his true self.

But the previous Meng Yun and the current Meng Yun were both him.

Karma is inherited.

As he said this, his fingertip movements became even gentler and more meticulous.

Regardless of other scars, at least this one had to heal completely!

“…Mm…”

Unconsciously, Shangguan Qing's eyes became misty, and her hands involuntarily gripped the pillow tightly.

Released.

Gripped tightly again.

Released again.

Meng Yun naturally noticed her abnormality.

This girl was actually ten times more sensitive than Wu Yinyao…

To prevent the story from becoming an accident, Meng Yun made small talk:

“By the way, Shangguan Qing, have you heard of the immortal bodhi spring? How can it be obtained?”

“Immortal… Mm… Bodhi Spring?” Shangguan Qing fell into thought upon hearing this.

But the sensation from her body made it difficult for her to think calmly.

She pondered for a long time before she had an idea:

“…Mm… The immortal bodhi spring, it is said… Hiss,

can bring the dead back to life and heal bones, mm…

It also has supreme miraculous effects for beauty and shaping the body…”

At this point, Shangguan Qing couldn't help but let her thoughts wander.

Why did Meng Yun suddenly want this?

First, rule out the wrong answer: there was no one around Meng Yun who was on the verge of death.

Could it be… he wanted to use the spring water to help her heal her scars and nourish her body?

It… probably wouldn't be?

Meng Yun…

The more she thought it wouldn't be, the more Shangguan Qing vaguely felt it was possible.

After all, Meng Yun himself was still gently massaging her thigh right now.

“Hiss…”

Meng Yun must have touched something again, as Shangguan Qing couldn't help but let out another soft cry.

“And then, where can I get this spring water?”

Meng Yun continued to press, as if completely unaware that Shangguan Qing was now overwhelmed.

“Mm…”

“I only know… two ways to obtain it…”

“One is to gain military merits on the front lines and exchange them for the immortal bodhi spring with merit points, mm…”

“The second, the second is to join a sect. Perhaps some top sects have a small collection of it…”

Military merits, or joining a sect, huh.

Meng Yun massaged Shangguan Qing while letting his thoughts wander.

Even if he became a cauldron and had a life imprint carved on his forehead, he could still go to the battlefield.

But if nothing unexpected happened, it was a foregone conclusion that he would incur suspicion and discrimination from his teammates.

If he fought alone, he would have to wait until his strength improved.

Based on Meng Yun's current strength, joining a sect was much more reliable than entering the battlefield.

Worst case scenario, he could wait until his strength reached the Combination Realm, and then go to the battlefield to kill demon seeds; it wouldn't be too late.

What if he was a cauldron?

He thought being Shangguan Qing's cauldron was quite good.

Shangguan Qing, you must live well and level up quickly!

Only when Shangguan Qing's realm increased could Meng Yun use the Yin Yang Harmony Art to frantically absorb and follow suit!

“Meng, Meng Yun…”

“Hiss… Meng Yun, that's…”

“Slap!”

As Meng Yun was thinking this, a sudden pain came from his face.

Accompanied by a fragrant breeze and a crisp sound, Meng Yun finally came back to his senses.

But the girl who had been obediently lying on the bed had disappeared.

Meng Yun's head was buzzing.

Huh?

What happened?

He was kindly massaging Shangguan Qing.

And she actually slapped him in return?!

“I'm so mad!” Meng Yun let out a long breath, deciding to make some barbecue to reward himself and soothe his wounded heart!

“Oh right, isn't the barbecue buff refreshed randomly every day? Let me see what it is today…”

Meng Yun rubbed his hands and calmed his mind to sense it.

Hmm?

This effect…

Might as well just report Shangguan Qing's ID number!