The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground?-Chapter 74

Chapter 74

“What?” Ji Zhiqing stood still, unable to believe the audacious words she had just heard.

Seeing that the spirit beauty hadn’t moved, Ning Chen tilted his head, feigning confusion. “Elder Ji, do you think the nectar and ambrosia will just pour themselves into your cup if you do nothing?”

“I, I know, but...” Ji Zhiqing pursed her lips, looking extremely conflicted.

“Elder Ji!” Ning Chen’s voice suddenly turned serious, cutting off the green-haired woman’s thoughts. “What you’re doing now concerns the safety of all the disciples in our sect.”

“Since you’ve agreed to become an elder of the Qinglian Sect, don’t you have even the slightest resolve to sacrifice for the sect?”

“It seems I was wrong about you.”

Ning Chen did his best to display a palette of emotions—three parts disappointment, three parts disdain, three parts cold insight, and one part indifference.

“In that case, Elder Ji, please leave.”

Ning Chen’s voice was cold. He wasn’t one to talk much, but for the sake of his plan, he put on a performance.

Fortunately, the effect was satisfying.

Ji Zhiqing, as the spirit of the Yimu Qingding Cauldron, had lived for countless years. However, after the cauldron was damaged, she spent most of her time in slumber.

She was the type who had lived long but hadn’t grown much in wisdom.

Although she was undoubtedly highly intelligent among spirit beings and could interact with humans, she still lagged in terms of mental flexibility.

Ning Chen’s casual remarks had left her utterly confused.

If she didn’t do this, was she being selfish? A traitor to the sect?

It seemed... perhaps... there was some truth to that.

Was she really being too aloof?

Seeing the changes in the woman’s expression, Ning Chen didn’t give her time to think.

He directly ordered, “You two, escort Elder Ji out.”

“Yes,” the bamboo and peach attendants immediately rose to their feet.

Seeing this, Ji Zhiqing quickly spoke up, “Wait! I, I know what to do!”

The two women looked at Ning Chen, and only after he nodded did they step aside, leaving space for the two of them.

There was no other way.

As attendants, they were the most humble.

Now, they could only scavenge for leftovers, making way for anyone who came.

But even so, they were content.

Ning Chen sat comfortably, gazing directly at the gentle and mature face before him.

This type of super big sister was something he hadn’t tried before.

Although Yu Hua, in her past life as a Mahayana cultivator, was certainly older than him.

But in this life, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl, her body still youthful. It was this kind of mature beauty that was truly pleasing to the eye.

Ji Zhiqing hesitated for a few seconds before finally choosing to step forward.

Ning Chen also stood up, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Elder Ji, we can begin.”

As the woman approached, Ning Chen spoke, his expression serious and earnest.

“Then... can they all leave?” Ji Zhiqing still felt it was strange to have others watching.

Ning Chen glanced at the two attendants and calmly instructed, “You may go. I won’t need anyone to attend to me tonight.”

“Yes,” the bamboo and peach attendants bowed and left.

...

“How about now? Is this acceptable?”

Ji Zhiqing glanced down at the “buried gun” and shyly turned her head away, softly replying, “Mmm.”

Since others were cooperating with her, she couldn’t just stand there doing nothing.

So, with trembling hands, she began to fumble with the lower garments of the person before her.

Ning Chen was somewhat speechless.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the other party still hadn’t figured it out and didn’t dare to look at him.

Slap!

“Ah!”

Ning Chen grabbed Ji Zhiqing’s delicate hand, causing her to let out a small cry.

“Let me help you, Elder,” he gently reassured her, assisting her in quickly summoning his treasure—the Soul-Devouring Spear.

But after that, Ji Zhiqing was once again at a loss.

She had no idea what she was supposed to do. She had seen it before, but that was different from actually doing it, right?

It seemed she didn’t need to go that far.

Ning Chen, who had been closely watching Ji Zhiqing’s expression, quickly understood what she was hesitating about.

He then considerately suggested, “Actually, you can also use your hands to achieve your dreams.”

“Ah?”

Ji Zhiqing’s mouth slightly opened. She didn’t understand; this was completely outside her knowledge.

This expression contrasted sharply with her usual graceful and dignified demeanor, giving her a反差萌 (反差萌:反差萌, a term used to describe a character who has a stark contrast between their usual appearance and their unexpected, often cute, behavior).

Ning Chen had no choice but to step in again, teaching her hand by hand.

The room was stuffy, making their faces flush red.

Ji Zhiqing felt dizzy from the heat, as if her body had just finished refining several batches of pills.

She followed the instructions with inexperienced hands. “Young Master Ning, is this... really okay?”

“Mmm,” feeling the coolness transmitted, Ning Chen nodded, his face full of sincerity. “Of course, though the efficiency might be a bit slow. Elder Ji, you don’t mind, do you?”

“No, I don’t,” Ji Zhiqing shook her head.

It was still early. As long as she could obtain the ingredients tonight, she wouldn’t need much time to refine a new batch of Qinglian Chongyang Pills.

“That’s good,” Ning Chen smiled slightly.

Don’t worry, there will be a time when you’re in a hurry.

Time passed minute by minute.

“Mmm, Young Master Ning.”

“Why hasn’t it come out yet?”

“I don’t know. Maybe your hands are too small? Why not try using both hands?”

“Alright.”

One of the characteristics of a medicinal cauldron is its fast heat conduction. Prolonged contact had already made Ji Zhiqing’s body reach the same temperature as the heat source she was connected to. So when her other hand joined in, it was immediately at the perfect temperature, which was quite miraculous.

After a while, Ning Chen grew tired of sitting and simply bundled the quilt into a comfortable shape, leaning against the headboard. He then opened the system’s entertainment function to watch a movie, letting Ji Zhiqing continue her work on her own.

...

[Congratulations, host, for successfully replicating the divine ability: Ten Thousand Woods Reborn].

[Ten Thousand Woods Reborn (Red quality, additional 10,000 experience points per day.)].

[Ding! This divine ability has now been integrated into the Supreme Chongyang Physique.].

Hearing the system’s prompt, Ning Chen snapped out of his thoughts.

This... has it already been fifteen minutes?

That was quite fast.

Looking down at Ji Zhiqing, although she was still clumsily and persistently working, she was now frowning.

Mainly because of the gaze directed at her, she stopped her movements, letting out a heavy breath, and complained, “Young Master Ning, isn’t it done yet?”

“Emmm, maybe it’s because the front end isn’t making contact.”

“Why don’t you...” Ning Chen raised his right index finger, while his left hand’s four fingers came together, forming a mouth-like shape with the tiger’s mouth.

The left hand “eating” the right hand.

“Ah! How can that be?!” After seeing the demonstration two or three times, Ji Zhiqing, who finally understood what he meant, instantly turned bright red.

“But time waits for no one! Elder Ji, when you came, it was already late. Now it’s probably dark. I wonder if it’s too late, will it affect your alchemy time?” Ning Chen reasoned with her, appealing to her emotions.

“Then, then fine.”

“Ah-woo!”

Slurp slurp!

“Cough cough, I can’t reach all of it!”

“Don’t you have two hands?”

“Alright...”

“Ah-woo!”

Slurp slurp!

...

“Young Master Ning, slurp slurp! You! Aren’t you done yet?”

Ji Zhiqing was forced to withdraw, rubbing her cheeks.

“My, ah—so sore!”

“Sigh,” Ning Chen let out a light sigh, shaking his head.

“Perhaps it’s an issue with the softness, comfort, and uneven wrapping,” he analyzed rationally.

His gaze fell to Ji Zhiqing’s “mountain peaks.”

After a pause, he suggested, “Why not try a ‘mountain landslide’?”

“What?” Ji Zhiqing didn’t understand.

Ning Chen patiently and meticulously explained.

Ji Zhiqing, both shy and hesitant, instinctively crossed her arms over her chest, “Ah? Still... no! It feels a bit strange.”

“Is that so?” Ning Chen gradually lowered his head, but then raised it again, showing a faint smile, “Alright then.”

But that smile carried a hint of bitterness, as if his good intentions had been misunderstood.

Ji Zhiqing felt a pang of guilt, “Maybe... I’ll give it a try?”

Rustle rustle.

“No need for a full panoramic view, leaving a layer of covering won’t affect anything,” Ning Chen timely advised.

...

[Congratulations, host, for successfully replicating the special physique: Yimu Qingdi Physique].

[Yimu Qingdi Physique (Red quality, additional 10,000 experience points per day.)].

[Ding! This physique has now been integrated into the Supreme Chongyang Physique.].

“Young Master Ning, this isn’t working either!” Ji Zhiqing panted heavily.

“Ah? Is that so? Sigh, then I’m afraid there’s only one method left!”