Chapter 190: The Lone Yin Body

"This is..."

Ye Qingcheng was startled; she could feel that this pill emitted a strong medicinal fragrance.

"This is a pill I refined; it might be useful to you."

Jiangnan spoke, his tone carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"You can still refine pills?"

Ye Qingcheng widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief.

"I know a little bit."

Jiangnan replied, his tone calm.

He placed the pill into Ye Qingcheng's mouth.

The pill melted upon entry, a warm current instantly spreading throughout Ye Qingcheng's body.

"How amazing!"

Ye Qingcheng exclaimed; she felt her previously frail body had somehow regained a trace of strength.

"This pill can only temporarily ease your injuries; to fully heal, you still need to locate the source of that mysterious power within you."

Jiangnan spoke, his tone solemn.

"That power..."

Ye Qingcheng was startled; she seemed to recall something.

"What is it? Do you know the origin of that power?"

Jiangnan pressed further, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"I... I don't know either; it was a spiritual pill my master left me, saying it could preserve my life."

Ye Qingcheng answered, a trace of confusion in her tone.

"Your master?"

Jiangnan furrowed his brows; he had never heard Ye Qingcheng mention it before.

"Hmm, my master is a recluse sage; she taught me martial arts and gave me this spiritual pill."

Ye Qingcheng nodded, a flash of recollection in her eyes.

"This spiritual pill was forged in antiquity; it can no longer be refined today."

"What else did she say?"

Jiangnan pressed on, feeling that Ye Qingcheng's master might know something.

"She said my constitution is unique, a one-in-ten-thousand Mysterious Yin Body, and that I need to find the To Yang Object to harmonize yin and yang and resolve the crisis."

Ye Qingcheng replied, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

"Mysterious Yin Body?" Jiangnan was taken aback; the name suddenly felt familiar.

"I think I've seen records of this constitution in ancient texts, but I'll have to go back and check."

Jiangnan muttered to himself, a flicker of contemplation in his eyes.

"Ancient texts? Which ones?"

Ye Qingcheng was puzzled; she had never heard of such a thing.

"A certain ancient book that records various strange tales; I happened upon it by chance."

Jiangnan explained, his tone calm.

"Then... can you find the To Yang Object?"

Ye Qingcheng's eyes flashed with a hint of hope; she didn't want to die, she still had many things left to do.

"I will do my best."

Jiangnan nodded, his tone firm.

"Thank you, Jiangnan."

Ye Qingcheng spoke softly, her eyes full of gratitude.

"First, set aside those words; I'll temporarily use my true qi to seal your life force, then take you back to the villa."

Jiangnan said, his tone gentle.

"Back to the villa?"

Ye Qingcheng was startled; she hadn't expected Jiangnan to take her to his residence.

"Hmm, it's safer there."

Jiangnan nodded, his tone calm.

"Alright."

Ye Qingcheng didn't refuse; she knew Jiangnan was acting for her benefit.

Jiangnan once again sent true qi into Ye Qingcheng's body; this time, he carefully controlled the qi, temporarily sealing the mysterious power within her.

Having finished, Jiangnan lifted Ye Qingcheng and left the warehouse.

The two soon returned to the villa.

"Mr. Jiang, you're back."

Ye Wan came forward; when she saw Ye Qingcheng in Jiangnan's arms, her complexion changed.

"What happened to her?"

Ye Wan's voice was cold, with a hint of hostility.

"She is injured and needs convalescence."

Jiangnan said, his tone calm.

"Injured? How did she get injured?"

Ye Wan pressed the question, her eyes full of doubt.

"This matter, it's a long story."

Jiangnan sighed and gave a brief recount of the events.

"She… she was wounded only to avenge the Ye family?"

Ye Wan's voice trembled, tinged with a complex emotion.

"Yes."

Jiangnan replied, his tone calm.

Ye Wan fell silent, watching the unconscious Ye Qingcheng, a flash of guilt in her eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry, I misunderstood her before."

Ye Wan spoke softly, a hint of apology in her tone. She looked at Ye Qingcheng, her eyes showing a trace of worry.

"She… she won't be in trouble, will she?"

"I will do my best to save her."

Jiangnan said, his voice firm.

"Hmm, I believe you."

Ye Wan nodded, her eyes full of trust.

Jiangnan lifted Ye Qingcheng, carried her to the room, and placed her on the bed.

"Mr. Jiang, how do you plan to save her?"

Ye Wan asked, curiosity shining in her eyes.

"I need to consult some records before I can determine a treatment plan."

Jiangnan spoke, his tone heavy.

"Records? What records?"

Ye Wan was puzzled, having never heard such a term before.

"An ancient tome that records cures for all sorts of difficult ailments."

"An ancient tome? Does such a book really exist?"

Ye Wan's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Jiangnan nodded; in truth, he possessed no such tome—just some memories.

Glancing at Ye Qingcheng lying on the bed, Jiangnan gently closed his eyes and began to circulate his inner true Qi.

Simultaneously, deep in his mind, countless unique techniques flashed by one after another.

Suddenly, a hint of seriousness appeared on his face.

No, Ye Qingcheng is not a Mysterious Yin Body at all!

Jiangnan snapped his eyes open, a spark of brilliance flashing in his pupils.

It is said that Mysterious Yin Bodies are rare, yet the Ye Qingcheng on the bed is not one; she possesses an even more special constitution—the Lone Yin Body.

"Lone Yin" does not exist; from the start it referred to this kind of constitution.

Because her internal Yin is overly heavy, lacking Yang balance. Logically, Ye Qingcheng should have been a stillbirth.

Yet the current situation is exactly the opposite.

The Ye Qingcheng before him is not only alive and well, but has also grown into adulthood.

So… her longevity must be thanks to her master.

But facing a Lone Yin Body, Jiangnan is also helpless.

Because this constitution is exceedingly rare, the records he has seen are not detailed.

Fine, he'll wait until Ye Qingcheng awakens and ask her what she thinks.

Jiangnan made up his mind and prepared to rise from the room. At that moment, a supple arm coiled around him from behind…

Just as Jiangnan was about to stand, he suddenly felt a chill on his back,

A supple arm wrapped around him, its slick feel making him startle slightly.

He turned his head instinctively, only to find Ye Qingcheng had awakened sometime earlier, looking at him with a hazy stare, cheeks flushed, breathing fast.

"Qingcheng?"

Jiangnan called out, puzzled.

Ye Qingcheng gave no reply, merely tightening her arm, pressing her whole body tightly against Jiangnan's back.

Her clothing had slipped off at some point, revealing a swath of snow‑white skin that looked especially alluring in the dim light.

Jiangnan instantly understood, his complexion shifting slightly as he tried to pull Ye Qingcheng away.

"Don't move…"

Ye Qingcheng's voice was hoarse, pleading, as she buried her face in Jiangnan's nape and gently nuzzled, like a docile kitten.