72: Chapter 72 Medicated Bath for Healing! How can this cunning patient be so alluring?

As the heavy Dragon-Severing Stone Gate slowly closed with a low rumble, the anxiety and commotion of Fei Yuechan and the others outside were completely cut off.

Inside the Heaven-grade pharmacy, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it was almost tangible.

In the center of the secret room, a wide bathtub carved from a single piece of warm jade was emitting curling warmth.

The pool was already filled with a special medicinal liquid of a light green hue, and dozens of rare Spiritual Plants emitting faint fluorescent light floated on the surface. The dense mist rose continuously, mixing with the refreshing medicinal fragrance, making the entire spacious secret room feel like a fairyland.

To facilitate acupuncture and the circulation of energy to expel the Devilish Qi, Valley Master Yan Shuyao had removed the slightly complicated cloud-patterned long dress she wore on the outside.

At this moment, she was only wearing a thin, close-fitting inner garment. The thin fabric did not diminish the dignity of her position as Valley Master; on the contrary, it outlined her mature, voluptuous, and intellectual figure with exceptional clarity.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao waved her slender hands, directing two mindless spiritual Puppets to lift the unconscious Gu Yi from the ice-jade bed and carefully move him into the warm jade pool.

As soon as the warm medicinal liquid submerged Gu Yi's chest, which was covered in cold sweat, "hissing" sounds emerged from the two hideous wounds on his shoulders that had been pierced by the Void Realm chains.

Wisps of pitch-black residual Devilish Qi were forcibly expelled from his skin under the stimulation of the medicinal liquid's vitality, twisting and counterattacking in the mist as if they possessed life, attempting to burrow back into the host's flesh.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao bit her soft, red lips, a look of gravity appearing on her beautiful and dignified face.

She walked quickly to the poolside, her fair hands sweeping across the needle pouch at her waist like a butterfly flying through flowers, and nine long silver needles quenched with Wood-attribute vitality True Essence instantly appeared at her fingertips.

She concentrated her mind and used extremely precise techniques to pierce the silver needles into the major acupoints around Gu Yi's shoulders and heart meridian to seal the retreat of the Devilish Qi.

Intense pain intertwined with the continuous warmth of the medicinal liquid, transforming into a powerful stimulation that rampaged through Gu Yi's limbs and bones.

This impact, like being caught between ice and fire, pulled Gu Yi bit by bit out of the quagmire of deep unconsciousness.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and his consciousness was rapidly recovering.

Just as Gu Yi was about to open his eyes, a cold and crisp mechanical prompt sounded deep in his mind right on time.

[Ding! New core Luck-related character information has been scanned in the current environment.]

[Name: Valley Master Yan Shuyao.]

[Current Identity: Current Valley Master of Medicine Valley.]

[Realm: Nascent Soul Middle Stage.]

[Information: Gentle as water, inclusive of all things, with the benevolent heart of a healer. She has developed a strong curiosity and desire to explore the massive Pure Yang vitality within the host, as well as his actions that made the ice-mountain Fairy Fei Yuechan weep.]

Listening to the System information appearing line by line on his retina, Gu Yi's brain, which had still been somewhat chaotic, instantly became clear.

Gu Yi understood the other party's identity in his heart. Relying on the powerful recovery ability of the Creation Immortal Body, he had actually already suppressed the pain deep within his wounds, and his sanity had mostly recovered.

However, he did not immediately show signs of a vigorous recovery.

Gu Yi clearly knew that acting tough at this time was far less effective than showing vulnerability.

Facing a gentle Valley Master full of curiosity and a healer's benevolent heart, a weak and dependent severely injured patient could more naturally close the distance between them.

He took the opportunity to slow his breathing, maintaining that appearance of being severely injured and extremely weak, before slowly opening his eyes.

Through the hazy mist, what met his eyes was a beautiful, focused, and gentle face close at hand.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao was leaning over slightly, concentrating fully on twisting the silver needles on his shoulders.

Because she was so close, Gu Yi could even clearly see the fine layer of fragrant sweat on her smooth forehead. A few strands of dark hair were soaked by sweat, lying softly against her fair cheeks, revealing a kind of unique fragility and moving beauty.

A crystal clear drop of sweat slid down Valley Master Yan Shuyao's chin. She straightened up slightly and raised her snow-white wrist, about to use the back of her hand to wipe the sweat from her temple.

Gu Yi slowly raised a hand from the warm medicinal liquid.

He grasped Valley Master Yan Shuyao's warm, soft wrist, seemingly powerless, yet exceptionally natural.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao's delicate body trembled noticeably.

The warm touch of a young man transmitted from her wrist caused her heart lake, which had been calm for years, to ripple with a faint tremor without any defense.

Instinctively, she wanted to pull her hand back, but when her gaze met Gu Yi's pale-as-paper face and those deep, dependent black eyes, the trace of defensiveness that had just arisen melted away like spring snow.

"Young Master Gu, you are awake."

Valley Master Yan Shuyao's voice was as gentle as water. She did not continue to struggle, instead taking the opportunity to grasp Gu Yi's palm in return, channeling a trace of gentle Wood-attribute True Essence into his Meridians to soothe him.

"The Devilish Qi in your body is being expelled; this process will be as unbearable as ten thousand ants gnawing at your bones. You must hold on; you must not fall unconscious again."

"Cough..."

Gu Yi let out a hoarse, low cough, his voice filled with the weakness and exhaustion of someone just recovering from a serious illness. He gazed deeply into Valley Master Yan Shuyao's eyes and spoke softly.

"Many thanks to Valley Master Yan for saving my life... I thought that under that cold Devilish might, I would never be able to open my eyes again."

Hearing these words from Gu Yi, filled with lingering fear and weakness, the pity in Valley Master Yan Shuyao's eyes deepened.

Gu Yi followed the texture of Valley Master Yan Shuyao's palm and gently slid his slender fingertips into the gaps between her fingers, completing a seemingly unconscious, but actually distance-closing, interlocked grip.

Borrowing the buoyancy of the medicinal liquid, he leaned his body slightly forward, directly crossing the defensive line between doctor and patient.

Gu Yi logically rested his slightly heavy head on Valley Master Yan Shuyao's thin but exceptionally soft shoulder.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Gu Yi closed his eyes, burying half of his face in the crook of Valley Master Yan Shuyao's neck. He inhaled the scent of her neck, which was a mix of the refreshing fragrance of medicinal herbs and the unique body scent of a mature woman.

His voice sounded low right beside Valley Master Yan Shuyao's ear, carrying a slightly hoarse, low magnetism.

"The killing and fighting in this world are too cold. Now, with a gentle person like the Valley Master guarding my side, smelling this reassuring medicinal fragrance, even that fatal killing move from the Soul Transformation Peak seems not so terrifying anymore."

These words were straightforward and honest, vividly portraying the yearning and dependence for gentleness and kindness of a man who had walked on the edge of life and death.

Feeling the warm breath at her ear and listening to this sincere praise, Valley Master Yan Shuyao felt an uncontrollable heat rising at her earlobes, and even her fair cheeks were stained with a moving blush.

As the Valley Master of Medicine Valley, she held a high position and power, and was accustomed to the awe and reverence of the Cultivators of the Central Plains.

Yet, no man had ever dared to use such a slightly aggressive, yet absolutely dependent posture, pressing against her ear to say such words that struck straight at the softest part of her heart.

Especially this man, who not long ago, dared to use his flesh and blood to face the killing move of a Soul Transformation Devil Head. This strong contrast between his iron-willed backbone and this moment's fragile dependence made Valley Master Yan Shuyao's heart soften into a pool of spring water.

A strong feeling of pity flooded the bottom of her heart.

Valley Master Yan Shuyao did not push away the man leaning on her shoulder, nor did she care about the interlocked fingers.

She freed the hand that was not holding the silver needles and, as if comforting a wronged Junior, gently placed it on Gu Yi's broad back, patting it softly again and again.

"Young Master Gu has his own good fortune; you are safe now. With Shuyao here, I will definitely not let you be left with any lingering illness."

Valley Master Yan Shuyao's voice was extremely soft, for fear of disturbing the breathing of the person in her arms. Her gentle eyes were filled with overflowing, water-like tenderness.

Just at the moment when the two were embracing in this dense mist.

In Gu Yi's mind, that crisp and pleasant System notification sounded.

[Ding! The System has detected that the target character 'Valley Master Yan Shuyao' has a significant loosening of her psychological defenses.]

[Judgment: The host successfully used the injury as an opportunity to break through the physical contact defense, and used words to flirt with the Medical Immortal's heartstrings, causing her to develop strong sympathy and pity.]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the daily interaction reward: Villain Points +500!]

Listening to this Villain Point, which was easily credited along with the warm fragrance and soft jade, the corners of Gu Yi's mouth, in the blind spot of Valley Master Yan Shuyao's vision, hooked slightly upward into a tiny arc.

He tightened his arm that was holding Valley Master Yan Shuyao's jade hand slightly, pulling her slender waist closer to his chest, embracing her even tighter.