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Volume 4 Chapter 31 / Chapter 305: Senior Brother, Choked Again
A crescent moon hung high among the tree branches, while a fine drizzle pattered against the inn’s eaves with a crisp sound.
At the window of his guestroom, Ye Anping stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast sky filled with stars. He had a feeling that this was merely a brief moment of peace before the coming storm.
The matter of the Overclear Sect was, after all, a game between Sima Xuanji and the Emperor of the Central Region.
With his current cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Realm, he naturally had no power to intervene in the confrontation between two Void Return Realm cultivators.
All he could do was help Sima Xuanji maximize her chances of victory.
This time, he was no longer a player in the game but rather a piece on Sima Xuanji’s board—a piece that would land at a critical point against the Emperor of the Central Region.
Once Zhuang Hu returned to Tian’an City with Su Wan’er, the first move of this match would be made.
By then, there would be no time for rest. This small Yuan Spring Town might be the last peaceful place they could enjoy.
"Hah—"
Ye Anping shut the window, thinking about lying down for a while. But just as he blew out the oil lamp in his room, a miserable scream rang out from the neighboring guestroom.
"Hss—aaahhh!!!"
"… …"
Ye Anping pursed his lips. He had no intention of paying it any mind. Just as he lay down and was about to put in his earplugs to sleep, Xiaotian suddenly phased through the wall, landing directly on his face.
『Anping, go help Yudie apply some medicine. She injured her lower back and can't reach it herself. Her waist is all swollen—a huge lump! Don't you want to rub it for her?』
"?"
"No."
『Then at least use a treatment technique on her? Help her clear her meridians—I noticed a lot of impurities in her spiritual veins…』
"… …"
Ye Anping pursed his lips. He really didn’t want to go.
But the next moment, another pitiful wail came from the neighboring room.
"Wuuu—ahhh!"
After hesitating for a while, he sighed.
"Might as well check how far she’s progressed with her Mysterious Yin Art."
With that, he got out of bed, walked out of his room, and knocked lightly on the adjacent door. Without waiting for a response, he pushed it open and stepped inside.
Feng Yudie was sitting sideways on the bed, wearing only a white silk dudou that covered her front. She held a medicine bottle and cotton ball in her hands, awkwardly trying to apply ointment to a large swollen bruise on her lower back.
When Ye Anping entered, his eyes instinctively drifted toward her silk dudou—but he quickly snapped out of it.
This was bad.
Based on his understanding of Feng Yudie, she would immediately summon her spiritual sword and launch it straight at his eyeballs.
Ye Anping quickly turned his head to dodge.
However, it seemed he had misjudged the situation.
Instead of attacking him, Feng Yudie, upon seeing that it was him, cheerfully greeted him.
"Oh, it’s Young Master Ye? Perfect! Come help me apply the medicine—I can’t reach this spot."
As she spoke, she flopped onto the bed and turned her head, gesturing for him to hurry over.
"… …"
Ye Anping stood at the doorway for a couple of breaths, slightly surprised that she hadn't thrown her sword at him. But he quickly recovered, shut the door, and walked to the bedside.
"You're wearing only a dudou and didn’t lock your door?"
"Hm?" Feng Yudie blinked in confusion, turned to glance at the door, and said, "I forgot…"
Ye Anping frowned.
"You… forgot?"
"Well… since you're here, nothing bad will happen."
Feng Yudie chuckled, lifting her silver-white hair into a loose bun and shifting it to the side of her face, revealing her smooth, fair back—so flawless it made one want to cup it with suction cups.
"Forget that, just help me apply the medicine already."
"… …"
Ye Anping hesitated for a moment, instinctively averting his gaze before finally picking up the small medicine bottle and cotton ball from the side. He sat down by the bed and applied the ointment to the swollen bruise on her lower back.
"Hss—"
"Bear with it."
As he treated her, he watched her legs swing back and forth, looking oddly cheerful. After a brief silence, he asked,
"You're not mad that I saw you while only wearing a dudou?"
"… …"
Hearing this, Feng Yudie froze.
Wait a minute!
Why hadn't she drawn her sword and attacked him just now?
In the past, if someone had barged into her room like this, she would’ve cut them down without hesitation.
After a moment of silence, she nodded deeply, as if coming to a profound realization.
"Hmm… Maybe it's because I've been around you for too long, and I don’t even see you as a man anymore? Hehehe~~"
"… Hehe?"
"?"
Ye Anping’s eye twitched. Without hesitation, he pinched the swollen lump on her lower back hard.
Feng Yudie's eyes widened instantly, and she bit into her blanket to muffle a cry of pain.
"Aiyooo!! Ye Anping!! Hsss—…"
"Oops, used a bit too much force. Hehe~~"
"……"
Rolling his eyes, Ye Anping finished applying the medicine and then pressed his fingers into a sword gesture. He ran his hand down her spine and lightly tapped the base of her tailbone.
"Eep! What are you doing?!"
"I'm helping smooth your meridians and checking how far you've progressed in your Mysterious Yin Art. It activates the dragon ridge—just touching it is enough to tell."
Feng Yudie’s cheeks flushed red. She turned her head, pouting as she glanced at Ye Anping’s hand resting on her back.
"This feels so weird…"
"It just tickles a little. Endure it."
"Oh… Eep~~"
"Don't make that noise."
"… Eep."
Her face grew even redder as she bit her lip, occasionally sneaking glances at Ye Anping, who was focused on treating her.
After a moment of hesitation, she suddenly asked,
"Ye Anping…?"
"What?"
"You really spoil Junior Sister Pei, don't you?"
Ye Anping’s fingers froze for a second. He narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing she was about to say something completely absurd again, so he chose to stay silent.
"…"
Seeing that he didn't respond, Feng Yudie furrowed her brows.
"You totally spoil her!!"
Ye Anping nodded slightly.
"Isn’t that obvious? Why bring it up?"
"Then, if Junior Sister Pei likes me, you have to promise to marry me. Otherwise, she’ll be heartbroken."
"?"
"When did my Junior Sister ever like you?"
"Hmph~" Feng Yudie proudly pursed her lips. "Today, she greeted me so warmly—that means she finally sees how great I am."
"Warmly greeted you?"
"Yeah! She called me 'idiot!'"
"… …"
As expected, Ye Anping was once again utterly speechless. His lips parted slightly before he let out a long sigh.
Then, he tripled the force in his fingers.
Immediately, cries echoed throughout the room.
"Aaahh!! You're taking personal revenge!!"
"…Heh."
"I will never, ever give up on Junior Sister Pei!! Eep~~~"
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