Chapter 111 : I Truly Don’t Understand
Chapter 111: I Truly Don’t Understand
Inside the guest room’s wooden tub.
Wrapped entirely in hot water, Li Yunqing only felt increasingly fatigued.
Her whole body seemed to sink into a drowsy, half-asleep state.
Seeing her young lady like this, Xiaolan’s heart tightened, and she hurriedly supported Li Yunqing’s body.
The moment she touched her, it felt like touching warm, soft jade—moist and delicate.
Even without applying force, the area she touched faintly flushed with a light pink hue.
It gave off an indescribable sensation.
“Miss, I’ll help you wash!”
Xiaolan’s face flushed red, her expression slightly nervous.
Only after hearing Li Yunqing’s soft hum of acknowledgment did she lean down to check.
She saw no wounds.
Nor any other abnormalities. Only then did Xiaolan slowly let out a breath of relief.
Though she had never experienced it herself, the older maids in the clan had told her certain things, giving her a general understanding.
“Is this checking whether her young lady has been secretly taken advantage of?”
Yuan Qing had awakened at some unknown moment, concealing her form as she entered the room.
She happened to witness Xiaolan inspecting her young lady, seeing everything clearly.
Skin like jade—so exquisite it carried an indescribable mystery.
At the same time, it possessed the unforgettable quality of a piece of art.
“Right!”
Yuan Qing suddenly recalled the Age of Immortals and Gods.
Some men, with nothing better to do, had ranked women in various ways.
Setting aside everything else, the Pure Yin Body—whether in physique, figure, appearance, or even the sensation it brought—consistently ranked first, an undisputed number one.
It was said to give an extraordinary experience.
Even once would be unforgettable for a lifetime.
“What kind of feeling would that be?”
Yuan Qing muttered inwardly.
She even briefly wondered whether she should reincarnate as a man and come back to taste Li Yunqing.
But that thought only flashed past.
She was almost certain that if she were a man, she probably wouldn’t even have the chance to get close to Li Yunqing.
“And her skin…”
Yuan Qing moved closer to Li Yunqing, her gaze drifting toward her chest.
The Pure Yin Body naturally possessed Ice-Like Skin and Jade-Like Bones—its texture fine and compact, soft as water, bones smooth and warm, touching it felt almost boneless, and the entire body exuded fragrance.
This was a body of ultimate yin and ultimate softness, more perfect and flawless than any other woman.
“She hasn’t found release, and forcibly suppressed it with willpower and True Qi?”
Yuan Qing raised her right hand, her fingers lightly touching Li Yunqing’s arm.
Without exerting any strength, the skin on the arm faintly reddened.
This scene immediately gave rise to a conjecture in her mind.
When Yin spirits touched, she had felt something similar.
It was just that without a physical body, her Yang Spirit had almost fallen into slumber at the time, so it hadn’t manifested.
But she understood clearly—those dual cultivation techniques from the Age of Immortals and Gods all emphasized the unity of spirit and flesh. Even immortals could not endure that kind of sensation.
Many so-called aloof, untouchable Immortal Venerables had fallen from their pedestals after tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time.
And now, Li Yunqing clearly had not found release.
She had forcibly suppressed the sensations of her body with sheer willpower, which was why she was so exhausted and drowsy.
“To endure even this… truly impressive.”
Yuan Qing couldn’t help but sigh in admiration.
With such willpower, her path of cultivation would undoubtedly be smooth and unobstructed.
“Miss?” Xiaolan called softly.
Li Yunqing still seemed slightly muddled, only letting out a faint hum in response.
Xiaolan said no more, her movements becoming even gentler as she helped Li Yunqing clean herself before dressing her piece by piece.
Only after Li Yunqing nestled into the blankets and fell into a steady, deep sleep did Xiaolan finally calm her emotions slightly.
“She’s just grown up, right?”
“Miss would never be secretly taken advantage of!”
Thinking of what she had just seen, Xiaolan’s heart pounded wildly, as if it might leap out of her throat.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted toward her young lady’s still faintly flushed cheeks. She instinctively pressed her lips together, a strange urge rising within her—to devour Li Yunqing whole.
But that thought flashed by only for an instant before she forcibly suppressed it.
This was the young lady she had grown up with since childhood, who treated her even better than a blood sister—how could she harbor such disrespectful thoughts toward her body?
Meanwhile, Yuan Qing, watching this scene, couldn’t help but feel a hint of envy.
Cultivation in the Age of Immortals and Gods was mostly a solitary path. One stayed alone in cave dwellings. Unless one married or came from a cultivation family, it was rare to have personal maids attending closely.
Moreover, daily matters could be handled with spells, so there was little need for personal attendants.
It could only be said that Li Yunqing truly lived up to being a young lady of a great family, having such a thoughtful and devoted maid by her side.
Under such circumstances, it was no wonder Li Yunqing felt no discomfort at being touched by another woman.
Clearly, having been attended to like this for over a decade, anyone would have long grown accustomed to it.
And from Li Yunqing’s relaxed posture, it was evident she placed absolute trust in her maid’s close service.
“Looks like she’s really tired.”
“This is the price of enduring it.”
Seeing how quickly Li Yunqing fell asleep, Yuan Qing murmured softly.
Still concealing her form, she unceremoniously slipped into the blankets, pressing her entire body against Li Yunqing.
At that moment, she suddenly realized—the Pure Yin Body didn’t just possess an indescribable charm for men.
For women, it seemed to hold a different kind of allure as well.
If Li Yunqing hadn’t called her “sister,” there were times she might not have been able to resist ruining her.
Morning.
Gentle sunlight streamed through the window, spilling into the room.
Li Yunqing slowly opened her eyes, instinctively raising her fingers to shield them from the light.
The feeling of fatigue had completely vanished. She felt refreshed, her body as light as the wind.
She glanced at Yuan Qing, who was curled up beside her, softly snoring.
Suddenly, memories of yesterday—and last night—surfaced in her mind.
Her sleep last night hadn’t been entirely peaceful.
Though she had been exhausted, her dreams had been fragmented. She vaguely felt as though her chest and body had been restrained by some force.
“As expected… once you’ve experienced it, distracting thoughts multiply in the mind!”
Li Yunqing shook her head, circulating Frost Intent throughout her body, wiping away all distracting thoughts.
Her entire being returned to its gentle and serene state.
With a clear mind, once distractions were erased, she almost instantly returned to normal.
She had no intention of falling into it.
If she did, then her resistance over these past months—even defying the imperial decree—would become nothing more than a joke.
“I must break through to the Upper Tier of the Qi Realm before entering the capital.”
“And those techniques… I need to grind them. I can’t keep slacking like this.”
After getting up, dressing, and tidying herself, Li Yunqing stood by the window. Her Yin Spirit leapt out, facing the rising sun directly.
“Buzz!”
Strands of purple qi, like a violet mist, all surged into Li Yunqing’s Yin Spirit.
“Yin Spirit: Major Completion (21% → 22%)”
Sensing the improvement of her Yin Spirit, Li Yunqing had just turned around when she discovered Yuan Qing standing not far away, smiling.
“Big sister has recovered?”
Li Yunqing spoke, her Yin Spirit immediately darting back into her body without hesitation.
If that feeling came a few more times, even her clear mind wouldn’t be able to suppress it.
“You actually have something you’re afraid of?”
Yuan Qing chuckled, then added, “I’ve mostly recovered. You don’t need to be afraid.”
Li Yunqing opened her eyes in her physical body, slightly stiffening her neck. “I’m not afraid! It’s just… just that it feels a bit strange!”
Not being able to control her own body—it was indeed strange.
This feeling of losing control over herself also stirred a trace of fear deep within her.
“Really not afraid?”
With a faint smile on her face, Yuan Qing said, “You chose your finger technique well, and you’ve been cultivating very diligently!”
For some reason, although Yuan Qing hadn’t said it outright, Li Yunqing understood instantly.
Her expression froze, her eyes widening slightly as she stared at Yuan Qing in disbelief.
Li Yunqing: “…”
What are you talking about?
I truly don’t understand!