A few days later.
At the edge of the Chaotic Star Sea, in a small town called "Wanghai" — Gazing at the Sea.
The town was small, but because it sat at a crossroads of major routes, traveling merchants and cultivators passed through without end, giving the place a lively, bustling air.
At the eastern edge of town stood an inn called "Tongfu" — Shared Fortune.
The Celestial-grade room.
Hearing returned first.
A very light breathing sound, right by his ear.
Then came touch.
The bedding beneath him was soft, and the blanket was warm... but it felt like something heavy was pressing down on him.
Yun Ying's consciousness, like a person sinking into deep water, struggled and slowly floated upward.
He opened his eyes with effort.
An unfamiliar carved bed canopy. Unfamiliar room furnishings.
This was not Kongxuan Mountain.
Yun Ying's mind was still groggy. He turned his head and swept his gaze across the room.
Tables and chairs neatly arranged, windows so clean they gleamed, and in the corner a brass censer burned calming incense.
It was an inn.
He sniffed the air. A faint floral scent drifted in, refreshing and soothing.
And mixed with it, a sweetness unique to a young woman.
This smell... why was it so familiar?
Yun Ying's brow had just begun to furrow.
Then he seemed to notice something.
Stiffly, inch by inch, he turned his head.
The next second, he froze solid.
Senior Sister?
Yun Yao was lying on her side, sleeping soundly, her pretty face flushed pink, her mouth slightly open, occasionally smacking her lips as if she were having a wonderful dream.
No, wait.
Yun Ying quickly discovered something even stranger.
He and his Senior Sister were sleeping in opposite directions.
His face... was pointing directly at her... feet?
Her toes were round and delicate, and because she was in a deep sleep, they unconsciously curled inward.
And the thing his Senior Sister was currently hugging tightly — was his leg.
She was holding his leg like a long pillow, clutching it to her chest, and even rubbed her cheek against it, as if she found it very comfortable.
This...
Who could withstand this?!
Yun Ying's face — boom — turned beet red, the flush spreading all the way down to the base of his neck.
In sixteen years, he had never had such intimate contact with his Senior Sister.
He tried to quietly push her away and crawl out of this death trap, but his body felt as heavy as if a ghost were pressing down on him — he couldn't move an inch.
His still-healing injuries had become the greatest obstacle to escaping this awkwardness.
"Hehe... big pig trotter..."
Just as Yun Ying was locked in an inner battle, his Senior Sister's vague sleep-talk drifted to his ears.
"Such a big... braised pork hock..."
Yun Yao murmured, then smacked her lips in satisfaction and hugged him even tighter.
Yun Ying: "..."
Then — thump.
Yun Yao, still dreaming, kicked him without realizing it.
The force wasn't hard, but the humiliation was extreme.
Yun Ying's face could no longer be described as red.
It was like a burning brand.
He shut his eyes and silently recited: form is emptiness, emptiness is form...
Senior Sister is a pork hock, pork hock is Senior Sister...
No, wait!
Just as he was about to lose his Dao heart —
Creak.
A soft sound.
The door was pushed open from outside.
Yun Ying's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively tried to shove his Senior Sister away.
A figure strolled leisurely through the doorway.
It was Su Ji.
The moment Su Ji entered, he saw the bizarre scene on the bed.
A young man lying there with a face red as blood, and a young woman hugging his leg, sleeping sweetly, her foot resting shamelessly near his face.
He looked at Yun Ying, then at Yun Yao.
Then his gaze settled on Yun Ying's face, which was red enough to drip blood.
"What's wrong?" he asked, with a look of concern that was purely and infuriatingly fake.
"You look awful."
"Face so red — running a fever?"
As he spoke, he even made a show of reaching out to feel Yun Ying's forehead.
Yun Ying's body tensed. Instinctively, he tried to dodge.
But he couldn't move at all!
He could only watch helplessly as that hand got closer and closer to his face.
Then, Su Ji's hand stopped less than an inch from his forehead.
Su Ji's gaze slid down Yun Ying's cheek, slowly descending, until it stopped on that restless little foot.
"Oh..."
Su Ji let out a long, enlightened sigh.
He withdrew his hand, stroked his chin, and a mischievous grin spread across his face.
"So that's why you look like a boiled shrimp."
"I see now."
Su Ji paused, then asked with deadpan seriousness: "Does your Senior Sister... have smelly feet?"
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