Chapter 250 - 249: Little Darling, Punish Me
Yun Wuji's expression changed for a moment. He ignored her seductive teasing and quickly pulled her inside. Gently holding her shoulder, he asked, "What happened?"
As he spoke, a sacred divine white light shone on his hand, and with great care, he pressed his fingers against the wound.
Light profound energy was supposed to be the ultimate bane of all darkness profound energy and its practitioners. However, in Yun Wuji's hands, it possessed miraculous healing properties. It left no trace of damage behind. In a short time, the blackish-blue wound faded, and Chi Wuyao's milky-white shoulder returned to its normal state.
Chi Wuyao observed his actions with a smile on her face, feeling deeply satisfied with his reaction. In fact, it exceeded her expectations. She hadn't anticipated that her place in his heart was significant enough to make him worry so much over her.
"Speak. How did you end up with this wound? You've had this injury for days, why didn't you come to me sooner?" After finishing healing her, Yun Wuji frowned and asked. He already had a guess as to who had inflicted the wound, it could only be Mu Xuanyin. But why hadn't she come to him earlier? Or at the very least, why hadn't she used her recovery medicine to heal herself instead of leaving the wound untreated for days?
"Fufufu~ Seeing your reaction now, this little injury was worth it~" Her pinkish tongue lightly grazed his chin as she chuckled softly.
Yun Wuji took a deep breath, trying to suppress the urge rising in his lower body. Every time he thought he had gotten used to her charm, this woman found a new way to make his heart race and his blood boil. Every part of her body, every inch of her skin, seemed to ooze demonic temptation. And those seductive eyes, those bewitching eyes that could steal one's soul, were especially maddening.
"That's not funny," he said, his expression calm and devoid of anger. "Don't do it again. You may think it's a harmless prank, but others won't see it that way."
"Oh, I made my little darling angry," Chi Wuyao said, placing her index finger on her black lips and tilting her head. Although his expression showed no anger and his voice remained calm, anyone who knew him well enough understood that Yun Wuji always carried a gentle smile; only when he was truly angry did that smile fade.