Chapter 127: The Fairy's Drool, Paper Kite's Bed-Warming

Strange.

Luo Zijun walked on the road back, feeling secretly suspicious in his heart.

There was a constant feeling of being startled and uneasy.

He specifically took a detour around the pharmacy and carefully observed whether anyone was following him from behind.

There was nothing unusual.

What on earth was going on?

Now, not only was he startled and uneasy, but he also had a feeling that a great disaster was imminent.

Could it have been brought about by the Jia Family?

Last night, Jia San Xiaojie risked damaging the reputation of the Jia Family and Jia Er Xiaojie to help him, yet today he directly rejected the marriage proposal from Jia Er Xiaojie; would the Jia Family be so embarrassed that they would turn to anger and find trouble for him?

Thinking wildly in this manner, he finally returned to the Bai Mansion.

After entering the small courtyard, his heart felt slightly at ease.

He did not waste any more time on wild thoughts, gave instructions to Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, and then went to the backyard to continue practicing his fist techniques.

"Is the Young Master practicing martial arts?"

In the front courtyard, Zhiyuan's face was full of surprise.

Xiaohuan hurriedly made a "shh" sound and whispered, "Sister Zhiyuan, the Young Master said not to tell anyone about this."

Zhiyuan nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret for the Young Master."

She then looked toward the backyard and asked curiously: "Is the Young Master practicing on his own, or did he learn from a master? I haven't seen the Young Master go to learn martial arts."

Xiaohuan said: "My master is a martial artist; he used to be a Head Constable at the Outer City yamen."

The master she spoke of was naturally Li Zhengshan.

Zhiyuan suddenly realized: "So that's it. It seems the Young Master is just practicing on his own to strengthen his body. If one really wants to practice martial arts, it is very hard work; a scholarly and weak Young Master like him certainly couldn't handle it, and it would also cost a lot of money."

Xiaohuan said: "The master and the mistress said it is just to let the Young Master practice casually to strengthen his body."

While the two were chatting in the front courtyard, Luo Zijun had already begun practicing in the backyard.

After one set of Kaishan Fist, the muscles throughout his entire body soon began to heat up.

Following that, the skin and flesh of his whole body began to continuously store and exert power, and under the scouring of his Internal Energy, they were tempered repeatedly and incessantly.

When the Internal Energy surged, the Inner Strength Seed in his Dantian Sea also flickered unceasingly.

Now, the Inner Strength Seed was already the size of a broad bean, emitting a milky white light, and it seemed to still be growing slowly.

Luo Zijun discovered with surprise that his body today seemed to have more endurance than before, and the explosive power of the punches he threw also seemed to have increased quite a bit.

Clearly, this was the effect of Soul Refining.

The physical body can nourish the soul, and the soul can likewise nourish the physical body.

The stronger the soul, the more powerful a person's mental strength and willpower will become; the body's endurance will naturally be greater, and the power exploded will naturally increase as well.

"Swish!"

He punched toward a piece of wood in front of him.

As his fist struck it, the wood immediately made a "crack" sound and shattered into pieces from the inside.

He turned around and struck a stone.

That stone also immediately emitted a crisp sound, and a crack appeared in the middle.

Yet his fist remained completely unharmed.

His current strength had clearly increased by quite a lot.

His confidence greatly increased, and he continued to practice.

He practiced until evening.

As the sun set, he finished his practice, still feeling unfulfilled, and went to the kitchen to decoct medicine.

During this time.

Without his orders, neither Xiaohuan nor Zhiyuan dared to come over.

When he entered the tub for his Medicine Bath, the Copper Mirror suddenly received a message.

He took it out and glanced at it.

Naturally, it was sent by that Fairy of Yaochi again: 【Can't sleep】

Bored during his Medicine Bath, Luo Zijun replied: 【Since you can't sleep, would you like to see a man's robust body?】

Who would have thought that this time, the other party actually replied very quickly.

Fairy of Yaochi: 【Send it】

So she wasn't just a lunatic, but also a little pervert!

Dongfang Junnan: 【How do I take a photo】

The other party quickly replied with the method.

It turned out that one just had to press and hold the dot in the top left corner and input Internal Energy.

Luo Zijun lifted his own foot, took a picture, and sent it over.

Dongfang Junnan: 【Let you see a man's robust jade foot first】

Making you send "Can't sleep" every single day, I'll disgust you to death! Ugh—why, seeing the sentence he sent himself, he couldn't help but want to vomit first...

After a moment, the other party replied.

Fairy of Yaochi: 【I vomited】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Hahahahahaha】

Fairy of Yaochi: 【To take revenge on you, I have decided to also send you a picture of a fairy's petite jade foot】

Luo Zijun's spirits lifted: 【Send it!!!】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Are you very excited?】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Heh, how could I be excited? If I saw it, I would definitely vomit too. Aren't you trying to take revenge on me? Send it quickly.】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Then I won't send it.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【I am very excited, send it.】

Anyway, it was a virtual world, and neither side knew who the other was, so what was there to fear?

Very quickly, a picture was sent over.

Taking a closer look, it was actually a picture drawn on rice paper of an incredibly large and incredibly ugly foot!

Dongfang Junnan: 【I vomited.】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Heh, heh, heh.】

Luo Zijun: "???"

Is this how a fairy laughs?

At this moment, a message was sent over again.

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Send another picture of a man's other magnificent parts.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【I sent a real picture, you sent a drawn picture. You are deceiving people like this, do you think I will still send you anything?】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【This time, whatever you send, I will send.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【What if you deceive me?】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Whoever deceives is a puppy.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Fine, then this Young Master will believe you one more time, for the last time!】

He immediately clenched his fist, took a picture, and sent it over.

Dongfang Junnan: 【Here is a picture of a Young Master's magnificent fist!】

After a moment.

A picture was replied.

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Here is a picture of a fairy's delicate pink fist!】

Luo Zijun took a careful look; it really was a young girl's delicate and tender pink fist, though it was soaking in water, so it looked rather blurry.

Dongfang Junnan: 【Fairy, are you also taking a bath?】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Mm.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Then this time, let's send other parts, shall we?】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Mm.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【I send where, you send where, is that right?】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Yes.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Whoever deceives is a puppy, whoever is a little beast.】

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Fine.】

Luo Zijun immediately lowered his head to look at his chest, hesitated for a moment, and then looked down below.

He immediately took a picture of the area below and sent it over.

Dongfang Junnan: 【Here is a picture of a Young Master's magnificent, sturdy, Bai Bai and tender thigh!】

After a moment.

A picture was sent over.

Fairy of Jade Pool: 【Here is a picture of a fairy's gentle, sweet, fragrant, and sugary saliva!】

Luo Zijun stared closely, and it was actually a photo of saliva spat on the ground. Dongfang Junnan: 【You are a puppy! A little beast!】

The other party ignored him again.

Luo Zijun waited for a while longer, put away the Copper Mirror, and said angrily: "Sure enough, women are all liars, they must never be trusted!"

"Splash!"

He clenched his fist and struck the medicine juice in the tub fiercely, as if hitting a woman's body, and only then did he vent the pent-up anger in his heart.

He calmed down.

He leaned against the tub, slowly closed his eyes, and continued to enjoy the warmth and cleansing of the medicine juice.

At the same time.

In a certain small building, in a room on the second floor.

In a tall tub, a naked young girl was soaking in clear water filled with flower petals.

!

The tub was filled with mist, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed.

The snow-white, delicate, and fragrant shoulders exposed by the young girl, set off by her jet-black hair, were dazzlingly white and breathtakingly beautiful; that pure yet charming face, as well as those cold yet seductive eyes, were equally heart-stirring and beautiful to the extreme.

Outside the window, the sunset fell, and night descended.

After Luo Zijun finished his Medicine Bath, washed up, and changed into a new robe, he went to the front courtyard.

Zhiyuan hurriedly went to the kitchen to bring over a sumptuous dinner.

Luo Zijun had a huge appetite; the rice in the bowl, the several plates of meat and vegetables, and even the meat soup were all eaten clean.

Zhiyuan was secretly surprised in her heart and said: "Tomorrow, this servant will bring more food for Young Master."

Luo Zijun said: "No need for too much, this is enough."

Practicing martial arts required supplementing a large amount of meat, which certainly could not be requested from the manor; even if a few more plates were brought, it would not be enough.

After all, these meat dishes were not entirely meat.

If it were like the Demon Beast meat from that night, one bowl would be enough, but for other ordinary meat, he estimated he would need at least two or three catties per meal to satisfy his energy consumption for the whole day.

Therefore, he had to go out every day to buy some meat to eat.

Of course, if he could hunt a Demon Beast when the time came, that would naturally be best.

The sun had already set behind the mountains.

Nightfall quietly descended, and entering the summer night, it had already begun to become sultry.

At the same time, the mosquitoes also increased in number.

After Luo Zijun finished his meal, he chatted with the two little maids in the front courtyard for a while, then went to the back courtyard again to begin practicing the Liehuo Finger.

The fire blade erupting from his thumb for the current Liehuo Finger had already reached over two inches in length.

The book said that once the fire blade grew to about three inches long and his Internal Energy was sufficient, it could be released from the finger and turn into a flying blade.

He was very much looking forward to that flying blade hidden weapon.

"Sss—"

With a soft sound, his thumb ignited with flames.

The flame was in the shape of a flying blade, with a hint of blue at the tip, looking extremely sharp.

Luo Zijun walked up to a Shitou and gave it a light swipe.

A deep mark immediately appeared on the Shitou, still carrying a charred black color.

"Sss—"

He extended the thumb of his other hand as well.

With a soft sound, a section of flame also ignited on the thumb of the other hand.

Previously, he could only use his right hand to perform the Liehuo Finger, but now he could easily perform it with both hands.

Internal Energy poured in continuously, and the flames burned steadily on both thumbs.

However, the Internal Energy consumed by the Liehuo Finger was very great, and very fast.

The Inner Strength Seed in his Dantian Sea flickered rapidly with a milky white light, and it was soon about to be exhausted.

Luo Zijun extinguished the flames, recovered slightly, and then continued to practice.

When the night grew deep, he finally finished his practice and returned to his room.

In the room, an oil lamp had already been lit.

Under the dim yellow light, the two little maids, Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, were sitting on the edge of the bed whispering; their two pairs of small embroidered shoes had already been taken off, revealing two pairs of slender, delicate feet in white socks, which were resting on the edge of the bed and swaying gently.

Seeing him enter, Xiaohuan was full of smiles, while Zhiyuan's face was flushed with shyness.

Xiaohuan asked with a giggle, "Young Master, are you tired tonight?"

Luo Zijun glanced at the two of them, then looked at the two pairs of white-socked feet under the edge of the bed, and said, "Tired. This Young Master is going to sleep immediately; you two go sleep in the outer room."

This room was divided into an inner room and an outer room, separated only by a curtain in the middle.

The outer room was originally prepared for the maids; sleeping there at night allowed them to get up at any time to serve their master.

When the master was not married, the maids could sleep directly on the bed with the master; if he were married, the maids could only sleep in the outer room.

Only when the master and the mistress needed them could she go over.

"No! This servant doesn't want to sleep in the outer room!"

Upon hearing this, Xiaohuan immediately climbed onto the bed, burrowed into the quilt, and said with a giggle, "This servant wants to sleep right here!"

As she spoke, she immediately pulled the blushing Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, up as well, saying, "Sister Zhiyuan, let's sleep here together. If the Young Master likes the outer room, let him go sleep there himself, hmph."

Once it was night, this little maid would start acting rebellious.

Luo Zijun said, "It's too crowded for three people to sleep; how about one of you goes to the outer room?"

Upon hearing this, Zhiyuan immediately prepared to get off the bed.

She naturally understood her status and position here; it certainly could not compare to Xiaohuan's.

Xiaohuan hurriedly hugged her and said, "Sister Zhiyuan, you are not allowed to leave; just sleep here. The bed is so big, and your figure is so slender, it won't be crowded at all."

"Then I will go sleep in the outer room."

Luo Zijun closed the door and went straight to the outer room.

Zhiyuan hurriedly said, "Young Master, this servant will go; you sleep with Xiaohuan."

As she spoke, she struggled to get off the bed.

Luo Zijun said, "No need, you sleep with Xiaohuan first; I will sleep here for a while and then come over."

Xiaohuan immediately whispered, "Sister Zhiyuan, the Young Master needs to practice; he will come over later."

Zhiyuan was stunned, quickly revealing a look of surprise, and asked in a low voice, "How can one practice on the bed?"

Xiaohuan said, "I don't know either, anyway let's go to sleep quickly, the Young Master will come over."

Only then did Zhiyuan set her mind at ease.

Xiaohuan, while taking off her outer garment, said, "Sister Zhiyuan, why aren't you taking off your clothes?"

"Oh."

Zhiyuan lowered her head to take off her dress, then secretly glanced at the outer room again; thinking that the young man would come over later and lie in the same quilt with her, her heart suddenly began to thump, and her face became even more flushed.

Luo Zijun sat cross-legged on the bed in the outer room and began to practice his Inner Cultivation Method with undivided attention.

Wisps of invisible breath gathered from all directions outside the house and entered his body.

One hour later.

He woke up from his state of practice, feeling as if a ball of fire was burning in his abdomen, and his whole body felt warm and comfortable.

After savoring it for a while, he finished his practice.

In the inner room, the two little maids had actually not fallen asleep yet; they were still whispering in the quilt, occasionally playing around.

The large bed creaked with a squeak.

Luo Zijun thought for a while in the darkness, got off the bed, opened the door, and went out to pee.

Hearing the sound, the two little maids on the bed immediately quieted down.

After Luo Zijun went out, Zhiyuan asked in a low voice under the quilt: "Before coming into the room, didn't Young Master just relieve himself outside?"

Xiaohuan whispered: "Young Master has a lot of urine; every night before entering the room, he cultivates on the bed for a while, and then before sleeping, he has to go out to pee once. I guess he drinks too much water."

Zhiyuan: "Oh."

Xiaohuan hugged her, giggled, bit her ear, and whispered: "Young Master will come to sleep with us in a while. Sister Zhiyuan, should we lay out the white cloth in advance?"

Zhiyuan's cheeks burned, and she said shyly: "No, Young Master might not necessarily want me."

Xiaohuan laughed: "Sister Zhiyuan, rest assured. Your face is so pretty, your figure is so good, and you are so fragrant and soft. Young Master even wants me, so he will definitely want you too."

Then she whispered again: "He might even want you many times in one night, Sister Zhiyuan, don't cry."

Zhiyuan's face became even hotter, and her heartbeat quickened.

At this moment, footsteps walked in from outside.

Luo Zijun entered the room, bolted the door, and asked: "Xiaohuan, Zhiyuan, are you both asleep?"

The bed immediately quieted down, and no one spoke again.

"Since you are both asleep, I will go sleep over there with you. The bed in the outer room is so hard, and the quilt is thin; it's uncomfortable to sleep."

After speaking, he went directly into the inner room and walked over to lift the curtain.

(End of this chapter)