Yun Che tightly gripped both sides of Su Haoran's pants and pulled, a disgusted and nauseous expression appearing on his face. Yet his eyes looked determined to "save" him.
Su Ling'er raised her small hands and placed them over her face, covering her eyes, but still leaving a tiny crack to see everything.
Su Hengshan had a startled look. He looked at Yun Che and confusedly asked, "Little Brother… what are you doing?"
"Do not worry, Elder Hengshan! Even if I have to sacrifice my life for it, I will definitely save your son!"
"It's that bad!?"
"No, but one can never be prepared enough!"
"Oh, but what does the treatment have to do with taking his pants off?" Su Hengshan looked bewildered. "Aren't most poisons removed through acupuncture or pills?"
Su Hengshan had never seen anyone taking the patient's pants off to cure him.
"This is not one of the poisons!" Yun Che replied with utmost sincerity and seriousness. "This is a special poison. It's called 'Keep your fucking gaze to yourself'! To remove this poison, you HAVE to remove the root cause. Hence, such a procedure!"
(AN: He said it in English, so no one really understood what he said.)
"'Keep your fucking gaze to yourself'? What a peculiar name. I have never heard of such a poison before."
"It's alright. After I remove the root cause, believe me, such poison would never be able to hurt your son ever!"
Su Hengshan's expression changed instantly and became focused. He looked down into Yun Che's eyes and said seriously, "Then I will leave this to you, little brother!"
"Leave it to me!" Yun Che raised his hand and gave Su Hengshan a thumbs up and a dashing smirk before returning his attention back to baffled and pained Su Haoran.
Yun Che's lips curled up, and a cruel smirk appeared on his face; in an instant, a telepathic link with Su Haoran was created.
{Bitch, next time think twice before staring at someone else's wife with such a lustful gaze.}
Su Haoran's eyes widened, and he felt his heart heavy. Fear rose within his mind, and he looked towards his father with a pleading look. The pain stopped him from talking, so he could only glare towards his father, hoping for him to understand what he was trying to say.
"Do not worry. Little Brother Yun Che knows what he is doing. Just trust him."
Su Haoran had tears falling from his eyes when he heard his father. He released muffled moans, trying to warn his father, but Su Hengshan only gave him a pained and sympathetic look.
"Little Brother Yun, please hurry. He looks to be in pain."
"Yes!"
Yun Che's eyes glowed golden, and sword intent, so small that it was impossible to detect, was released from his body. It moved like an invisible force, and before anyone could register anything, blood spurted out like a fountain from Su Haoran's private region.
"AHHHHH!" Su Haoran's screams stunned not only Su Ling'er and Su Hengshan, but even the people inside the clan.
In a split second, everyone who heard his screams appeared and looked at Su Haoran with a stunned and horrified expression. Unconsciously, all of them tightened their legs.
"Clan Master, what is going on!? What happened to niece Haoran!?"
"Second Brother," Hengshan's expression turned slightly sour, but he hid it well. He looked at the middle-aged man and replied, "Hengshan was poisoned. Thankfully, Little brother here is a medical saint and asked me to cure him. Do not worry, I care about my son more than you."
"He was poisoned?" Su Hengyue's expression became weird. He looked towards Haoran and was stunned silly staring at the amount of blood coming out of his nether region. His facial expression changed, and he glared towards Yun Che. "What medical saint?! Isn't it just a quake! With how much Haoran is bleeding, I am afraid he will die before any treatment! Eldest Brother, you have been scammed! Stop this little bastard right away and let our doctors take care of niece Haoran. Maybe he can still be saved."
Su Hengshan's expression soured.
"Second Brother, it's a matter of my son. I know better than you what I am doing. Please do not interfere."
"You!" Su Hengyue looked at Hengshan with a disbelieved and angry expression.
In return, Hengshan only snorted. In reality, he was also worried about his son. But, at the same time, he believed in Yun Che. He hoped he would save him fast as even he was starting to get slightly impatient.
"Clan Master, Hengyue is right! Please have this madman stop this instant!"
"Elder Wangji, as I have said, Haoran is also my son, please do not interfere."
Meanwhile, using Restoration, Yun Che closed the wound around Haoran's private area; by now, Haoran had already lost consciousness.
'Bitch, that's what you get for staring at my wife with a blatant lustful gaze. Not even daring to hide, did he think I am easy to be bullied? Humph!'
"Elder Hengshan, I am done." Standing up with a passive expression, Yun Che replied. "Sadly, I could only resort to extreme measures to save your son… I hope Elder Hengshan would not blame me."
"Sigh…" Hengshan also had a regretful expression. "Alas, one cannot fight against heaven's mandate. Little Brother Yun, please do not feel so down. This Hengshan is happy as long as his son can live to see another day."
Yun Che nodded. He ignored everyone's intense glares and moved towards floating Qingyue and tightly hugged her once more.
Just then, his movement stopped. His gaze moved and looked towards the young man who was staring at Qingyue with the same, if not more, intense gaze than Haoran.
Suddenly, Yun Che's expression changed and—"AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"Haoyu! What happened!?" Hengyue shouted loudly at his wailing son, confused and terrified seeing him tightly guarding his privates and shouting loudly in pain.
"Elder Hengshan, it seems that that young man is also poisoned. How about it? Do you want me to cure him?"
"..."
This was meant to be a long day for these two youths.
…
Yun Che leaned down and gently laid Qingyue on the bed.
Her black hair splayed over the bed like a beautiful painting and her chest heaved up and down rhythmically.
Soft and smooth skin, perfect curves, beautiful face; for a second, Yun Che found himself lost staring at the face of his wife. He raised his hand and gently caressed her cheeks, enjoying the soft and warm feeling that transmitted to his brain from his hand.
His thumb gently pressed her plump lips, feeling slight wetness, and played with them. He suddenly felt hot in his body, wanting to seal those beautiful cherry lips and enjoy them to the fullest.
'Control… It's never too late. I still have a lot of time.'
"Are you done ogling over her body?" The sudden intrusion of a voice made Yun Che wryly smile and look towards the floating crimson girl.
"Why are you mad?"
"Humph!" Jasmine snorted, turning her face away from his gaze.
Yun Che thought for a while before he suddenly remembered: "Is it because I promised to hug and headpat you once you are done purifying the poison?"
"W-who remembers such a promise?! This princess already forgot about it! And this princess never asked for such a promise either!"
"Oh my…" Yun Che softly smiled before pulling Jasmine into his embrace. His hands, like snakes, circled around her little waist, pulling her further into his chest.
Yun Che picked her up and adjusted her position over his lap so that he could enjoy the feeling of her little soft and juicy buttocks.
He placed his hand over her stomach, gently rubbing it, while the other hand over her head. He leaned down and did a soft sniff of her hair, her fragrance constantly filling his mind, as he sensually added.
"Are you happy now, my dear master?"
Jasmine didn't reply. With a face as crimson as her hair, she turned her gaze away from him. With the help of her waist, she moved her butt left and right, unconsciously rubbing it against the sleeping monster below, and adjusted her position further into his embrace before relaxing her back at his.
'Is she challenging me or something…' Yun Che almost lost control of himself there. Though his skill allowed him to control his desires perfectly, he still felt them before controlling them. Otherwise, wouldn't he just become a walking block of wood? When he felt her butt rubbing against his dick, the softness and mellowness almost forced him to ram his brother into her tiny little hole.
They spent their time like this, in each other's embrace, before Yun Che suddenly asked a question.
"Jasmine… Will you leave for the God Realm after you reform a new body for yourself?"
"Huh?" Jasmine was caught off guard. Enjoying the familiar warmth that Yun Che's max level head patting provided, combined with his gentle touch over her body, this wasn't the question Jasmine had thought she would be asked.
"I… don't know." With a little pause, she replied. Her expression changed, and melancholy formed over her face. "Except for my late brother, this princess also has a little sister. After mother and brother passed away, this princess only had her, and she only had this princess."
Yun Che's hand tightened around her stomach a little more. He leaned down and gently pecked her head, reassuring her to continue, which she did with a soft gentle smile adorning her little red lips.
"She should be devastated knowing the news of this princess's death. This princess cannot even imagine how sad and lonely she would be right now." A heavy sigh left her mouth as she continued. "I… I don't know what to do."
"Why are you hesitant to go back if you care that much about your sister?"
"That…" Jasmine had a conflicted look which lasted for some time before another heavy sigh left her mouth. "Yun Che, do you know that after the passing of the Era of Gods, the God Realm has never seen a True God? No matter how much a person tries, a mortal can never become a True God himself. He can never cross the boundary separating the mortal realm from the True God realm."
"Since the ending of the Era of Gods, many people have sought after the ultimate strength but failed miserably. Even now, there are people who are blindly looking for a way to ascend to true godhood."
A silence descended within the room as Yun Che inquired: "And what does that have anything to do with you returning or not?"
"My… father…"
The room was filled with thick killing intent and murderous aura as Jasmine continued.
"At one point, he found a way to ascend to the True God realm… but it required the sacrifice of his own blood, with the condition that the one being sacrificed must be at least a Divine Realm Master and inherit a True God's inheritance. He wanted to sacrifice my brother first, but after his death, he changed his target to me. Now that I am also 'dead'... I am afraid that the disgusting man would have changed his target to my little sister!"
Jasmine gritted her teeth as she hatefully said: "The only saving grace is that my sister is not an inheritor of True God's Legacy like me and my brother. So unless she is accepted by the True God's Legacy, he won't make a move against her."
"..." Yun Che remained silent. He wondered if he should inform her that her little sister is already an inheritor of the Heavenly Wolf's Legacy.
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