Chapter 64
In a dazed state, he handed over the ointment. Not only that, but when Fang Chaozhou saw the other person open the medicine bottle and dab some white ointment onto his fingertips, he was still slow to react.
If it weren’t for the unbearable itchiness on his body, he would probably still be hesitant.
“Junior brother, please give me back the ointment.” Fang Chaozhou reached out to take it while speaking, but the young man in front of him evaded his hand and said in a casual tone.
“I’ll help senior brother apply it. Senior brother, please take off your clothes.”
“No… I’ll do it myself…” Fang Chaozhou’s words were interrupted as Xue Danrong’s fingertips had already touched his neck. The clear ointment was applied, relieving some of the itchiness and pain. He tried to move back, stumbling to continue his sentence, “I can do it myself, no need to trouble young junior brother.”
The young man in front of him caught sight of Fang Chaozhou’s evasion. His dark eyes blinked slightly beneath long eyelashes, and then he leaned closer, approaching him.
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“Yypvla pyke vbyv xyavkyz casvblap pbswze valyv lynb svbla okvb zshl yde bwxkzkvu. Jwv R’x nzwxpu yde esd’v jdso bso vs es kv. Mseyu, pllkdt vbl pldksa casvbla kd rssa blyzvb, R tyvblale vbl nswaytl vs vau yde pbso zshl vsoyae vbl pldksa casvblap. R eked’v lmrlnv xu pldksa casvbla vs ekpzkjl xl, lhld alqwpkdt vs zlv xl yrrzu vbl skdvxldv.”
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“R eked’v xlyd vbyv. R fwpv… R fwpv vbswtbv kv oswze cl vss xwnb vaswczl qsa xu uswdtla casvbla. Yu uswdtla casvbla byp yzalyeu blzrle xl y zsv vseyu.” Gqvla psxl vbswtbv, Wydt Ubysgbsw yeele, “Tso ycswv uswdt fwdksa casvbla ts vs vbl Wkqvb Kwdksa Jasvbla’p rzynl yde pll kq vblal’p yduvbkdt bl dllep blzr okvb?”
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Wydt Ubysgbsw tayccle vbl letl sq vbl vyczl yde cyalzu pvyckzkgle bkxplzq yde pyke, “Tso nswze bl ekpzkjl usw? Tl kp xsal vbyd byrru.”
“Ebu kp bl byrru?”
Dwl Pydasdt’p pweeld nswdvla-iwlpvksd zlqv Wydt Ubysgbsw prllnbzlpp. Tl nswzed’v ekalnvzu pyu vbyv Pw Zwdmk zkjle bkx. Wkapv, Pw Zwdmk byed’v pyke kv bkxplzq, ps Wydt Ubysgbsw nswzed’v pyu kv sd bkp clbyzq. Flnsde, kq bl olal vs pyu kv ekalnvzu, obyv kq Dwl Pydasdt iwklvzu ekpvydnle bkxplzq qasx Pw Zwdmk? Mbyv oswze cl bkp qywzv.
“Ebld psxlsdl blzrp, ydusdl oswze cl byrru,” Wydt Ubysgbsw xydytle vs ydpola alzwnvydvzu, cwv vbkp pldvldnl sdzu vayrrle bkxplzq kd y nkanzl.
“In that case, the senior brother shouldn’t have refused me,” Xue Danrong replied and leaned in even closer, to the point where Fang Chaozhou couldn’t maintain his balance and fell down. However, a hand caught his waist before he fell. “Senior brother’s rashes are really red. If you don’t apply the ointment soon, I’m afraid senior brother won’t be able to bear it.”
Sob, sob, sob, I can’t bear it anymore.
Fang Chaozhou felt like crying, crying from the itchiness.
“Young junior brother, just give me back the ointment.” Fang Chaozhou almost gritted his teeth as he spoke.
“But I’m worried that senior brother won’t apply the ointment properly. What if there are areas that are missed?”
“It won’t happen, I…” Fang Chaozhou’s words were interrupted.
The young man’s voice was clear, “Unless senior brother allows me to watch from the side, otherwise I won’t feel at ease. Master heard about senior brother’s symptoms and is quite worried. I must see with my own eyes that senior brother’s condition improves before I can go back and report. He paused for a moment and smiled at Fang Chaozhou, “Senior brother, are you feeling better?”
Lust clouds the mind!
It truly clouds the mind!
Fang Chaozhou couldn’t help but curse himself continuously while applying the ointment. He shouldn’t have agreed to the other person’s request, but when he saw that smile, for some reason, he nodded dazedly, causing him to end up in a dilemma now.
Even though he slightly turned his body away, Fang Chaozhou still felt very uncomfortable with someone standing by the bed, especially when that person was Xue Danrong. If it were someone else, he wouldn’t feel this way.
But that person happened to be Xue Danrong.
Although Fang Chaozhou intentionally delayed, spending a long time applying the ointment to his arms and legs, the crucial areas couldn’t wait any longer. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the young man by the bed. Originally, he wanted to forcefully chase him out, but when he saw the expression on the other’s face, his arrogance instantly diminished by half, replaced by a more conciliatory tone.
“Young junior brother, I’m going to undress. Maybe you should leave first?”
Xue Danrong’s brows furrowed instantly, “Why does senior brother guard against me? Does senior brother… does senior brother think of me as some kind of despicable person? Someone who would take advantage of senior brother?”
“Of course not, I… I…” Fang Chaozhou sighed. Because of his clumsiness with words, he became a bit angry, angry at himself and also at Xue Danrong. He turned his face back in a huff, and couldn’t help but think—
If Xue Danrong likes to look, then let him look. After reading so many novels, there hasn’t been a supporting character who suffered physical losses from being seen by the protagonist.
Moreover, what’s the big deal about looking? Xue Danrong has already touched him.
Thinking about this, Fang Chaozhou hypnotized himself into being shameless and directly took off his pants. He intentionally acted casual and applied the ointment haphazardly to provoke Xue Danrong.
He had initially planned to apply the ointment carefully, but halfway through, he couldn’t bear it anymore and applied it randomly. He couldn’t resist the urge to pull up his pants. However, at that moment, he heard a sentence—
“You missed a spot, senior brother.”
Xue Danrong’s tone was calm, but Fang Chaozhou’s face instantly turned red because of those words. He didn’t dare to turn around or say anything, he just wanted to put on his pants quickly.
Someone sighed by the bed and said, “Forget it, senior brother is so careless, I’ll do it.”
Half an hour later.
There was only Fang Chaozhou left in the cave. He curled up under the blanket, and it took a long time for him to poke his head out.
The itchiness on his body was gone, but now he felt even more uncomfortable. The heat on his face hadn’t subsided during the past half hour, and it even seemed to have increased at some point. Xue Danrong even asked if there was something wrong with the ointment.
It wasn’t the ointment that had a problem, it was him.
He blamed himself for being led astray by his own lust. If he hadn’t been momentarily enchanted by Xue Danrong’s beauty, he wouldn’t have ended up in this situation.
Fang Chaozhou glanced at the medicine bottle placed next to the pillow and couldn’t help but raise his hand to hit his forehead hard. But hitting his head wouldn’t erase the memories from before, instead, because of the shame, he remembered them vividly. He even faintly felt the residual warmth of the other person’s hand at the base of his leg.
No! He couldn’t think about it anymore!
Fang Chaozhou suddenly got up from the bed. Xue Danrong clearly forgot about their two-year memories together, and based on the other’s personality, it was impossible for him to help apply the ointment. Could it be that Zhong Liyue didn’t wash away Xue Danrong’s memories?
No, that couldn’t be right. How could Zhongli Yueshui not wash away Xue Danrong’s memories?
But something must have gone wrong. Fang Chaozhou felt that it wasn’t just his imagination; Xue Danrong’s attitude towards him was clearly a bit strange.
Fang Chaozhou didn’t want this kind of special treatment. He didn’t want to get too involved with Xue Danrong, not only because of those pursuers, but also because of the upcoming demonic possession.
According to his calculations, the time for his demonic possession was getting closer and closer based on the original story. If he liked Xue Danrong, he probably wouldn’t be able to escape the demonic possession. Fang Chaozhou didn’t want to be possessed. The original body had committed many evil deeds due to the possession and couldn’t control itself. If he were to be possessed, he would probably have even less control over himself.
He must come up with a plan, not only to keep himself away from Xue Danrong but also to ensure that Xue Danrong doesn’t come near him.
He was just an ordinary transmigrator, perhaps the protagonist Xue Danrong would find true love, and once the story in this book played out, he might have a chance to return to the modern world.
Regardless, he couldn’t be with Xue Danrong. He couldn’t protect him. But the allergic reaction turned Fang Chaozhou into a coward who hid in the cave for nearly half a month before venturing out to his master’s place.
He was there to register for the underground demon realm.
Under normal circumstances, Fang Chaozhou would never go to such a dangerous place. But now he wanted to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. As long as cultivators who come out alive from the underground demon realm, their cultivation would advance by one realm.
The original body in the original story didn’t die, so he should be able to survive too. Fang Chaozhou went to the underground demon realm with a gamble in mind.
This time, he was fortunate to be the only one visiting his master. After explaining his purpose, his master remained silent for a while before speaking, “Have you thought it through?”
“I have, master. I’ve always wanted to form a contract with a demon beast. This time, maybe I’ll have a chance when I go there,” Fang Chaozhou didn’t directly express his goal of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
His master nodded slowly upon hearing his words. “It’s good to go out and gain some experience. Many disciples from the other four peaks are also going to the underground demon realm this time. As my second disciple, you can’t hide away. There’s still a little over two months left, so practice diligently. By the way, have you looked at that umbrella?”
“I have, thank you for giving me a spiritual artifact, master,” Fang Chaozhou replied.
“Have you given a name to that umbrella?” his master asked.
Giving a name to a spiritual artifact was almost like making it acknowledge its owner.
Fang Chaozhou shook his head upon hearing this. “Not yet. Would you like to help me come up with one, master?”
“Your own spiritual artifact naturally should have a name of your choosing. If it likes the name you give, it will respond to you. Go back now,” his master said, ushering him away. Fang Chaozhou thought there would be a test, but to his surprise, there wasn’t. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and quickly left.
Back in his room, he saw the umbrella still placed on the table. After some thought, he walked over, picked up the umbrella from the brocade box, and opened it.
The umbrella surface was made of celadon porcelain, resembling the color of a washed sky. When opened, a faint cold blue light could be seen under the umbrella canopy. The handle was smooth, obviously meticulously polished, and the internal bones were wrapped in almost transparent silk threads, revealing the preciousness of this umbrella.
Naming…
What name should I give?
Fang Chaozhou stood under the umbrella, staring at the inside of it. The eldest senior brother’s sword was called the “Wanjun Sword,” and the youngest junior brother’s sword was called the “Sword of Severed Water.” They both sounded grand and impressive. He pondered for a while and finally spoke, “Let’s not imitate others, let’s keep it simple. How about calling you the Oil Paper Umbrella? It’s straightforward and easy to remember.”
As the words fell, the umbrella showed no reaction.
Fang Chaozhou waited for a while, but the umbrella remained completely unresponsive. He felt a bit embarrassed and racked his brains, finally coming up with another name, “Your umbrella surface is green. How about calling you Daqing (Big Green)?”
Once again, there was no response from the umbrella.
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Dear, you can't just kill the umbrella's majesty by giving it thoughtless names. 😭
When you think just this once he will be serious. He has the same naming sense as myself so I guess it’s not something I can fault.