50: Give Ning Zhenzhen a massage and find a place to nourish her soul

At this moment, Sister Hong Xiu actually had a very absurd thought of, "Huh? Me?"

As a sword that had already developed a Sword Spirit.

As a sword whose master was a powerful Immortal King.

As a sword that could be called an Immortal Sword.

You want me to do some bondage?

Isn't that a bit of an overkill?

"Yes, yes, yes, first hook her hands up," Shen Qing directed.

Sister Hong Xiu's sword qi transformed into threads, suspending Ning Zhenzhen in mid-air.

Her feet dangling, Ning Zhenzhen wiggled her shoeless, sockless, tender white feet, asking a little nervously, "Senior Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'm not going to eat you, don't be nervous."

After speaking, Shen Qing began to give more instructions.

"Put a line behind her, hang her hands up, then tie her ankles."

"Yes, in a lying position."

Before long, under Shen Qing's direction and Sister Hong Xiu's complicity, Ning Zhenzhen was suspended in the air as if lying on an invisible hammock.

Her legs were spread apart, and she was wearing a skirt.

Whoosh~

Shen Qing created a small current of air and blew it towards her.

"Ah!"

Ning Zhenzhen shivered.

"It's a little... a little ticklish."

As a sword, Sister Hong Xiu had no facial expression, but she still watched this scene with a strange look.

She wondered if she should leave first?

Or, as usual, ask her master Zhao Mingyue if she wanted to watch?

Noticing Sister Hong Xiu's unusual emotion, Shen Qing said, "It's fine, Zhenzhen just likes an audience."

"Oh—" Sister Hong Xiu understood.

Then she communicated with Zhao Mingyue, who was far away on Xuanji Peak of the Star Sect.

"Your two disciples are fighting, come and watch."

Zhao Mingyue was eating plums, idly moving the trajectories of the stars in the sky with a raised hand, and a question mark popped up in her mind when she heard this.

What do you mean, my two disciples are fighting?

Aren't they supposed to be like Dao Companions?

And so, there were two audience members.

"How about we put me down first?" Ning Zhenzhen whispered, trying to negotiate.

This feels very insecure, you know... "Hmmph?" Shen Qing shook his head and moved closer.

Shen Qing could have bound her in mid-air himself, but Ning Zhenzhen liked an audience, so he let Sister Hong Xiu, the audience, contribute a little.

"Zhenzhen, I see you're either lying down or sitting, your muscles must be soft. Senior Brother will give you a massage."

The massage skill he drew some time ago!

A cultivator's feet are normally clean and pure, full of hope.

Shen Qing gently tickled the sole of her foot, drawing a burst of soft laughter from Ning Zhenzhen.

As he massaged from her calf upwards, although his massage experience wasn't extensive, his other experiences were.

He inadvertently mixed them up.

With a soft "tap," a small piece of clothing fell to the ground.

Her dress was still on, but the two most important pieces had accidentally fallen off, her collar wide open, revealing her exquisite collarbones and graceful curves.

Ning Zhenzhen's face flushed an unnatural red.

The feeling of not being in control of herself was terrible, and at the same time, a little... uh!

The massage continued.

She seemed to have... that.

And it was ticklish, her tail seemed like it could pop out at any moment.

Gently stroking her beautiful hair, tracing down her ear to her delicate, smooth neck... Shen Qing saw her panting with her small mouth slightly open, her full lips moist, and suddenly he blocked her lips.

"Mm!"

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes widened, and her feet thrashed violently, shaking like a swaying branch.

Zhao Mingyue looked at the plums she had finished eating and pouted, "You call this fighting?"

Sister Hong Xiu said innocently, "Isn't it? And they're fighting very fiercely."

"Next time, don't call me for this kind of thing."

"Really?"

"Tsk." Zhao Mingyue clicked her tongue, "Whatever you say."

After some thought, as a master, she felt it was necessary to pay attention to her disciple's psychological well-being and growth... Some time later.

The threads of sword qi disappeared, and the completely sore Ning Zhenzhen fell weakly into Shen Qing's embrace.

Only one thought remained in her mind:

My ears, my tail, they didn't come out, I'm so amazing... Sister Hong Xiu's overkill finally came to an end this time.

"Following you for this period has really been an eye-opener for this sister." Sister Hong Xiu yawned, returned to her scabbard, feeling sleepy again, and decided to sleep first.

"Sister Hong Xiu, wait a moment." Shen Qing took out the Dao Seeking Fruit.

"This is..." Sister Hong Xiu "smelled" a very pleasant scent.

Dao Seeking Fruit?

"Where did you pull this thing out from?"

"Found it on the road."

"If you don't want to say, then don't."

The sword tassel swayed downwards, as a substitute for rolling her eyes.

Sister Hong Xiu didn't stand on ceremony with Shen Qing, taking the item. The moment the Dao Seeking Fruit touched Sister Hong Xiu, it transformed into a pure essence and was completely absorbed.

"Don't expect this thing to let me take human form. This sister is too powerful, and your master is also too powerful."

Another lazy yawn, Sister Hong Xiu's voice grew softer and softer: "I'm sleeping now, call me if anything happens."

"Alright," Shen Qing didn't mind.

It would be best if she could take human form, if not, he could see if he could draw a few more in the future.

After undressing Ning Zhenzhen, Shen Qing conjured a pool of warm water out of thin air, letting Ning Zhenzhen soak in it to wash... Just like that, a few days passed.

Outside Yongning Prefecture, outside the city.

Near the middle reaches of the Yong River, which flows ceaselessly through the four seasons.

True Person Yulong and Medical Immortal were lingering in this vicinity with their people.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be around here."

Medical Immortal habitually raised his hand to stroke his beard, then suddenly froze.

His beard had been cut off at the city lord's mansion banquet that day.

And a special power was preventing them from growing back, leaving Medical Immortal bald for so long.

"Fellow Daoist Medical Immortal, are you confident?" True Person Yulong asked.

"If I'm not mistaken."

Medical Immortal gazed at the Yong River before him.

This great river surged ceaselessly, its currents swift.

Even outside the flood season, waves would still crash up tens of meters high.

Thankfully, there were cultivators specially maintaining it, otherwise, this area would be uninhabitable.

This was also the mother river of Yongning Prefecture.

They had encountered various unexpected events along the way, which ultimately led them to this location.

As soon as Medical Immortal arrived here, he felt a sense of connection, though vague, he did not ignore it.

A cultivator's intuition often represented a possibility.

Not only him, but the closer Lin Yi got to this place, the more he trembled, his divine eyes practically telling him that this place was extremely important.

"Lin Yi, Lu Gui, follow me." Medical Immortal called out to the two behind him.

True Person Yulong knew that Lu Gui's three years of seclusion had failed; although he was helpless, there was nothing he could do.

It was better to bring Lu Gui along to gain some benefits.

"Yes," Lin Yi and Lu Gui responded simultaneously.

True Person Yulong and Medical Immortal led Lin Yi and Lu Gui, the father and son, down into the river. At the same time, the accompanying members of the city lord's mansion exchanged glances and quietly sent a message to the city lord.

Some members of the Dragon King Hall remained outside to guide, while others followed them in.

"The Soul Nurturing Treasure Land is underwater?" Shen Qing, who had just discovered they found the place via the protagonist observation card, was brought over by Sister Hong Xiu.

Without hesitation, he also followed them down.