Chapter 4684 — This Fate of Ours

As a girl of pristine purity, Huo Yudie was plainly exceedingly sensitive when it came to shame in such matters. After that subconscious little cry escaped her, she clamped her teeth together at once, resolved to die rather than let a second sound out—how would she ever face Wei Zhao again otherwise? The very thought of it made her cheeks burn.

Yet scarcely a moment later, her body gave a faint shudder, and she could not help but let slip another delicate moan.

In truth, she could hardly be blamed. Had Wei Zhao merely been sucking at the wound, she might have just barely held out—but now a warm surge of true qi had appeared within her, coursing through her meridians and circulating her whole body, and with every circuit it carried off something that ought never to have been there: the venom of the eight-legged toothed insect, dissolved into her flesh.

The sensation brought not the slightest pain; instead it was warm and thoroughly pleasant. And as the venom dwindled, the stimulation of Wei Zhao sucking at her wound grew ever more intense, until Huo Yudie could not help but feel as though she were floating among the clouds. By the time she came back to herself, she was altogether not herself.

"I... what is happening to me..." Forcing herself to endure that warm, comfortable, stimulating sensation, Huo Yudie murmured hazily. But her pitiful store of willpower was soon shattered to pieces by the next wave of warmth.

What is this girl thinking? Listening to her faint, half-there moans, Wei Zhao was rendered rather speechless. Here he was, laboring to draw the venom from her, all the while steering his universal true qi through her body; he had assumed the process would be rather painful, yet from the sound of it she was actually enjoying herself...

Speechless as he was, there was no stopping midway now to say anything about it. So long as Huo Yudie held still and did not thrash about, he would let her be.

Yet Wei Zhao soon concluded he had miscalculated, for he found that Huo Yudie's moans had not ceased in the least—rather, they showed every sign of growing more frequent and more intense, utterly beyond restraint.

Listening to those utterly seductive sounds, even Wei Zhao could not keep his heart from stirring, and he cursed inwardly. This girl might have come across as somewhat blunt when they first met, but most of the time she carried herself with the air of an ice-cold snow lotus—who would have thought she could be so uninhibited at a moment like this?

Little did he know that, because of the venom, Huo Yudie simply could not control her sensations at this moment. The formidable self-restraint of a Nascent Soul consummate expert was utterly useless here; it was purely her body's instinctive reaction.

Yet though beyond control, Huo Yudie's mind remained perfectly clear. She saw every one of her own reactions plainly, and her shame knew no bounds—had there been a crack in the ground beside her, she would certainly have crawled into it.

Moan all you like—just don't kick me the moment you can move again. Wei Zhao muttered this inwardly, then threw himself into rooting out the last traces of venom with his universal true qi. But just as success was within reach, Huo Yudie suddenly cried out once more, and a hot current seemed to surge beyond all control... and Wei Zhao's position was nothing if not squarely in the line of fire—he was drenched from head to toe!

It came so suddenly that Wei Zhao was caught entirely off guard, and he froze where he stood. A faint sense of déjà vu crept over him; he pondered a long while before it finally came back to him—the same thing had happened when he treated the young mistress's poison all those years ago. He was simply fated to be drenched!

Wei Zhao stood motionless for a long moment. At last he lowered his head with a wordless look, wiped out the final trace of venom remaining in her body, and silently rose to his feet.

By now Huo Yudie had gone entirely limp. Though she knew full well that feeling had returned to her, she stayed curled up on the ground, not daring to move, the very picture of shame with nowhere to hide. And truth to tell, the girl looked all the more delectable just then.

Wei Zhao shook his head in speechless exasperation. I was the one who got drenched just now, he thought, and I haven't said a word—and here you are, the one getting all shy!

Still, truth be told, Wei Zhao felt little aversion or displeasure at the matter, nor any great resistance in his heart. He had caught no unpleasant odor, after all, and she was a rare beauty besides. To him it was a mute grievance that left him torn between laughter and tears—but in other men's eyes, it might well be a stroke of fortune they could only dream of. So he would endure it.

The two of them fell silent for a good while. Wei Zhao waited at the side with a helpless air, but Huo Yudie kept her head buried like an ostrich, not stirring in the least. It was nearly midnight—just how long did this girl intend to go on being shy?

Still, at a time like this any other girl would have wished the earth to swallow her whole; Huo Yudie's reaction was only natural.

After some thought, Wei Zhao had no choice but to break the silence first, offering comfort: "Er—there's really no need to feel embarrassed. That was a natural bodily reaction. I was simply gathering the venom you had absorbed into your meridians and expelling it in that manner, so it was entirely to be expected. There's nothing to be ashamed of."

The explanation was pure nonsense, concocted only to give Huo Yudie a decent way to save face. In truth it was nothing of the sort—the bit of venom she had absorbed earlier had long since been ground to dust by Wei Zhao's five-element killing qi.

Compared with his original universal true qi, the five-element killing qi was even more pronounced and effective at healing wounds. This was a new discovery Wei Zhao had made during the treatment just now!

By all previous understanding, save for those with a five-element constitution like Wei Zhao's, the five-element killing qi was a lethally dangerous thing to any cultivator; so fierce and domineering was it that no one could withstand it.

Yet in the course of drawing out the poison, Wei Zhao had suddenly discovered that the five-element killing qi was far superior to universal true qi at expelling venom—and more crucially, it also possessed the properties of universal true qi. So long as he controlled it carefully, it would do the other party no harm whatsoever, and in the end could even be absorbed by them!

Put simply, it was an upgraded version of universal true qi: peerlessly domineering in attack, invincible in healing—those were the best words to describe the five-element killing qi.

This sudden, unexpected boon left Wei Zhao quietly exultant. To have discovered the giant electric eel in the depths of the sea back then was a stroke of fortune no amount of lifetimes could earn—the five-element killing qi was itself an inexhaustible treasure!

Wei Zhao shrugged at Huo Yudie, still slumped limp upon the ground. He had laid the steps out for her; if she would not climb up even now, then he truly had no idea what to do. (To be continued.)