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Chapter 87: I Can Still Manage One More Round

Chapter 87: I Can Still Manage One More Round

Immortal Miao Feng noticed the slight movement of the his brows and instantly realized that he might be feigning unconsciousness. As for the reason, it was likely his attempt to escape Xuan Yin's torment. Fortunately, her inner Yin had completely faded due to his unexpected strategy. Otherwise, even if he fainted, Xuan Yin would have continued to tease him.

So many hidden thoughts.

The big demoness secretly muttered in her heart, then lifted her head to look at the present Xuan Yin and softly said, "I just roughly examined him, and he's not seriously hurt. He simply has a minor deficiency in his vital energy and blood. If you're still worried, I can use silver needles to stimulate his acupoints. Within half an hour, he should wake up."

As her words fell, Immortal Miao Feng sneakily glanced at the shameless little thief on the ground. Seeing the corner of his mouth twitch slightly, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

"Then, Master, please use the needles on him quickly," the little demoness said anxiously. Although the inner Yin in her body had just faded, the residual warmth still made her restless. Xuan Yin wanted to strengthen her control to prevent the Yin from rebounding.

"No rush."

"He won't die for the time being." Immortal Miao Feng pursed her lips, gazing at Xuan Yin in a daze. She murmured, "Judging by your appearance, you've made it through the fourth day, right? The time is even faster than before. You brought him here from the back mountain?"

The little demoness was stunned for a moment, then replied coyly, "For some reason, he was… more vigorous tonight compared to the first three days. So, the Yin energy dissipated quickly. But it might also be due to being too vigorous, that's why he… acted this way. So, I brought him from the back mountain."

Hearing Xuan Yin's words, Immortal Miao Feng couldn't help but sigh helplessly. He had humiliated Xuan Yin like this, yet she was still protecting him. What had love done to this girl?

"I still remember the first time you saw him. You were filled with resistance and displeasure, towards him and towards me. But now…" The big demoness sighed, then chuckled with emotion, "Now, your heart is entirely occupied by him. I'm afraid that me and the little fox have been pushed aside."

"I…"

The little demoness blushed, lowered her head, and stammered, "I don't know why it's like this. Maybe… well, it's just like this. Whether awake or asleep, he's all I think about."

Immortal Miao Feng smiled gently and said, "Help me bring him in. I'll give him a few needle pricks."

Xuan Yin nodded eagerly, grabbed Lu Xun's arms, and dragged him into the room. As she did, she complained in a hushed voice, "When he was lying on top of me, I didn't feel that he was this heavy. But now he's as heavy as a mountain."

The big demoness inadvertently heard these muttered words and her cheeks instantly turned red, as if she were drunk. The image she had glimpsed when she looked up earlier resurfaced in her mind, an intense feeling of shame sweeping over her. That damned little thief, he had completely corrupted Xuan Yin.

Immortal Miao Feng found three long and thin needles, strolled over to Lu Xun, and looked at the still-playing-dead little thief. The corners of her plump red lips curled into a subtle smile. She said in a leisurely tone, "Xuan Yin, help him sit up. I'll give him a few needle pricks."

"Oh."

The little demoness didn't dare to hesitate, after all, it concerned her beloved. She quickly helped the unconscious Lu Xun sit up and urged, "Master, please proceed quickly."

Immortal Miao Feng picked up a thin needle, aimed it at a certain acupoint on the little thief's body, and forcefully inserted the needle, causing the ‘unconscious' Lu Xun to twitch twice in an instant.

"He moved!"

"Master, he just moved. Does that mean he's getting better?" the little demoness asked anxiously.

Immortal Miao Feng shook her head and calmly replied, "That was just his body's instinctive reaction. His consciousness isn't fully awake yet. It's not easy. Your husband is in a critical condition. A single needle won't wake him up. You need at least forty-nine needles, and each needle will be more painful than the last. We'll use pain to awaken his sleeping consciousness."

The medically ignorant little demoness was completely deceived by Immortal Miao Feng's words. Combined with her impatience, she said eagerly, "Then, Master, hurry up! Well… maybe not forty-nine needles, just go for eighty-one needles."

"…"

"Wouldn't that be torturing him to death?" Immortal Miao Feng couldn't fathom whether Xuan Yin loved or hated the little thief. Forty-nine needles were already terrifying, and now she wanted to apply an eighty-one needle technique. Even if he survived this, he would be practically dead.

"I'm worried that forty-nine needles won't be enough." The little demoness pursed her lips and muttered softly, "Master, you decide. I'll keep quiet."

Immortal Miao Feng remained silent, staring at the motionless little thief. A trace of wickedness emerged in her charming face, becoming increasingly annoyed and feeling like she wanted to cut him down with a sword. She then took out a second needle and pierced it into his body.

Following that, the third needle also pierced his body. She withdrew the first needle and forcefully inserted it into another acupoint.

After about ten needles, Lu Xun's eyes rolled back.

"…"

"Master?"

"What's happening to him? His eyes are rolling back, and his body seems so limp?" The little demoness asked in a perplexed tone.

"It's nothing."

"He's probably feeling comfortable."

Immortal Miao Feng didn't dare to continue using the needles. She watched the thoroughly unconscious little thief and felt an unprecedented sense of pleasure. She softly said, "Take him back. After half an hour, splash cold water on his face to wake him up. Oh, and…"

The big demoness got up and returned to her bedroom. Soon, she came back and handed a small blue pill to the little demoness, saying, "When he wakes up, give him this pill. And then… drag him to your own bed, and finally reinforce it… to prevent the inner Yin from rebounding."

The little demoness nodded, took the life-saving pill, and then dragged the limp Lu Xun out of Immortal Miao Feng's room.

"Hmph!"

"Still pretending to be unconscious? I'll show you!"

A smirk curved on the big demoness's lips, her eyes filled with mischief. She muttered, "Tonight's just an appetizer. I'll give you a real lesson tomorrow morning."

"Splash—"

The little demoness poured a bowl of water directly onto Lu Xun's face, and in an instant, the paralyzed him suddenly sat up from the ground.

"Husband."

"You're finally awake." Seeing Lu Xun awake, the little demoness's alluring face revealed a hint of joy. She hurriedly said, "I was really worried about you."

"Huff…"

Lu Xun panted heavily, still feeling the pain from the needles administered by the big demoness. He turned to look at the little demoness beside him and curiously asked, "Where am I?"

"In the small wooden house on the back mountain."

"Husband, let me help you onto the bed first."

The little demoness slowly supported him and then helped him onto the bed. Immediately, the suppressed restlessness erupted. She suddenly pushed him down, her alluring and graceful body wriggling on top of him, her pert nose continuously exhaling warmth, and her rosy lips constantly brushing against his cheek.

"Husband, you frightened me so much. I thought I was going to lose you." The little demoness raised her head, biting her own lips, her eyes looking at him with a dazed expression. She mumbled softly, "Husband, without you, Xuan Yin wouldn't know how to live."

Lu Xun was taken aback, reaching out to gently press his hand against her forehead. He immediately felt a burning sensation and asked in confusion, "Why is it so hot again? Is the Yin rebounding?"

"No."

"It's just that… the residual warmth hasn't completely faded." The little demoness twisted her fingers nervously and said, "Husband, do you still have energy left?"

"I…"

"Well…"

Lu Xun touched his sides and replied with a wry smile, "I can still manage one more round."

The little demoness revealed a satisfied smile, lowered her head, and pressed her flushed cheek against his chest. Her plump rosy lips fluttered with sweet words as she whispered, "Earlier on the roof, you suddenly fainted. I was so worried that I hurriedly dragged you to see Master. She used the thin needles to unblock your ‘Yang Acupoint,' which brought you back to consciousness."

Talking about this incident drove Lu Xun nearly insane. The big demoness clearly knew he was pretending to faint, yet she used needles on him. Sure, go ahead and use the needles, but did they really need to be this painful? It was obvious that she did it on purpose!

While Lu Xun was lost in his thoughts, the little demoness couldn't control herself any longer. She gently kissed his lips, impatiently saying, "Husband, it's not the morning hour yet. How about we continue?"

"…"

"I just woke up. Let me rest a bit longer." Lu Xun helplessly replied.

The little demoness lifted her head again, staring straight at him, and then burst into laughter. She exclaimed in a coquettish tone, "At death's door, you're still pretending to be tough and saying you can manage another round."

During their conversation, Xuan Yin took out a small blue pill and handed it to him, speaking softly, "Husband, quickly swallow this pill."

She was prepared for this!

Lu Xun accepted the pill with a somewhat melancholic expression, looking at the small blue pill in his hand and then glancing at the eager little demoness. He knew that if he didn't give enough satisfaction tonight, she wouldn't let him off.

Sigh…

He should really focus on cultivating. If this little demoness was already this demanding, what would happen if the big demoness joined in? What if all three of them joined forces? Wasn't that a death sentence?

….

As dawn approached…

Lu Xun stood by the edge of the cliff in just his underwear, watching the east gradually brightening. His emotions were in turmoil, from his self-importance to accepting reality, and now to the current situation where he had to take whatever was offered. He didn't know how he had come to this point.

At that moment, the little demoness wore an oversized nightgown with a loosely tied silk sash around her waist. The sides of her dress were open, and she walked slowly up to Lu Xun from behind. Her delicate body gently pressed against him, and her two jade arms tenderly encircled his waist. Her head rested against the back of his neck.

"Why did you sneak away quietly?"

"I didn't see you on the bed just now. I was getting so nervous." Xuan Yin's voice held a hint of annoyance and tenderness. She continued, "Come back inside with me."