Yun Liu focused on his Sea of Consciousness, continuously consuming spiritual medicine to replenish spiritual energy as Gelan quietly waited by his side.
The cold energy emanating from his junior aunt master was endless, like a demonic aggregate that had completely let itself go, with the split-off dark side of the sword heart possessing not a shred of reason.
Fortunately, the righteous Second Mother served as a safety net, making the clinical treatment of Junior Aunt Master audacious and unrestrained. The unfilial son quickly advanced to the Golden Core Second Stage—not even taking pills could be this fast.
After a long while, Yun Liu moved his neck, looking fatigued. The successful derivation had come to a pause; next was to await good news.
The quality of the Medicine Hut Treasure Cauldron was no longer sufficient, seriously delaying the refining progress. It was time to change tools.
Gelan noticed this, smiled faintly, and quietly came behind the young man, gently massaging his shoulders to relieve fatigue.
Her moist and soft body pressed against him, the pressure unreserved. Yun Liu shuddered violently and instantly stood at attention.
Gelan caught a glimpse of the anomaly from the corner of her eye, her face reddening. She let out a soft hum, her eyes filled with a smile.
“Unfortunately, not today.”
Gelan’s ten fingers moved, her smile mischievous, as her soft hands gently massaged the acupoints on his head, leaving Yun Liu extremely relaxed.
“Why don’t I feel you enjoying this so much? When we normally joke and play, you’re not like this.”
She teased in a low voice, but her technique grew gentler.
“I used to love teasing you, sorry… Before I knew it, you’ve grown up so much.”
Gelan covered her mouth with a light laugh, more lovely than a flower, seemingly satisfied with that answer.
Yun Liu adjusted his position and lay down at ease, feeling that Gelan was implying something. He, who usually spouted dirty talk, found himself at a loss for words at this moment.
“Oh my, such sweet words.”
Gelan blinked, her touch becoming even gentler.
Yun Liu let out a contented sound, his whole body almost going limp. Gelan leaned back, and the young man took the opportunity to rest his head on her plump thighs; opening his eyes, he was greeted by a soft view.
After a moment, Gelan seemed to suddenly realize something. Her expression changed slightly, and she quickly withdrew her hands, crossing them over her chest.
“Sorry…”
Her voice lowered.
“Why apologize suddenly? It’s not your fault.”
Gelan hesitated for a moment, speaking softly.
“I’m the one who should apologize. I woke up midway, but… I couldn’t control myself.”
Yun Liu narrowed his eyes and muttered quietly.
“I apologize because I only realized it afterward…”
‘He secretly admitted that this accident had actually fulfilled a spring dream of his.’
He wasn’t the only one who couldn’t stop.
Thinking back to that night when he accompanied her to drink a cup of milk tea, recalling the sight of Gelan alone in her room, the young man couldn’t help his heart racing.
“Hmph, as long as you know.”
Yun Liu was stunned, momentarily thinking he had misheard.
Gelan paused and said in an extremely soft voice:
“In all these years, what kind of people haven’t I seen inside and outside the Heavenly Concord Alliance? I’ve always been curious what kind of man would finally trip me up… I never imagined that the one to ruin me wouldn’t be a man at all, but a damn crazy woman.”
“Pfft.”
Yun Liu couldn’t help laughing out loud. Why hurt each other, fake sisters?
“In short, your junior aunt master is sick, and seriously at that.”
Gelan rubbed her forehead, extremely uneasy about Yan Bingling’s condition. The last time she lost control like this was when Celestial Phenomena Peak was frozen for centuries; if not for Junior Sister Liu’s appearance, she would hardly have been redeemed.
This time it wasn’t just losing composure; Bingling goes crazy almost every day, no different from the demonic sect fiends.
“I originally wanted to move you both to Clear Mist Peak to avoid her accidentally hurting you, but she absolutely refused. I couldn’t bear to see her all alone, so I had to let her take care of you… Now, she only has that bunch of broken swords and you.”
“It’s fine, I’ll take full responsibility.”
Yun Liu narrowed his eyes with a silly smile. Even the coldest ice has a day it gets warmed up, especially since he could vaguely see the image of his junior aunt master melting.
Gelan listened to the young man’s naive words and gently tapped his nose.
“How do you plan to take responsibility? Tell me, are you going to marry the person your mother reveres as a god?”
“Of course.”
Yun Liu nodded seriously and quietly added a sentence:
“If Miss Lan gets tired and wants a place to settle down… letting me take responsibility works too.”
Gelan pursed her lips, a soft light rising in her eyes.
“At least you have a conscience. But you can’t say things like that carelessly… What would happen to you and Xiang’er if I took it seriously?”