Volume Two, Chapter Eighty-Two: An Accidental Touch

Although that was what they said, Mu Yu’s injuries this time were simply too severe. That pale-faced man’s near full-force palm had shattered most of Mu Yu’s internal organs, leaving only his head and limbs largely intact.

This was with the pale-faced man being poisoned and his strength diminished by more than half; otherwise, even an immortal could not have saved Mu Yu from such a blow.

Ye Yu bit her silver teeth and took out a jade bottle from her bosom. From it, she poured out a green pill, and as soon as it appeared, a heady fragrance permeated the entire cliff.

Yan Xiaosan’s face lit up with delight. “It’s a spirit pill! And a Wood Spirit Pill—Big Brother Mu is saved!”

Yet Ye Yu’s eyes were still clouded with worry. Even with the spirit pill, Mu Yu’s fate hung in the balance; wondrous as it was, a spirit pill could not regenerate organs.

Now that Mu Yu’s organs were shattered, if he had a human body, he would not even have the chance to take this pill.

But there was no other way—she could only try, hoping his monster physique would bring some miracle.

“Help me pry open his jaws.”

“Alright!” Yan Xiaosan grasped Mu Yu’s bear face, squeezing with all his strength, but could not open his teeth.

Helpless, he resorted to his Shadowless Sword to pry them apart. He hadn’t expected that the seemingly cute black-and-white bear would have such a terrifying bite force.

Little did he know, this creature was also known as the Iron-Eater Beast—how could its jaws be weak?

After much effort, they managed to open a small gap in Mu Yu’s teeth.

Ye Yu saw this and thought, ‘This will have to do.’

Her cheeks flushed, and she said to Yan Xiaosan, “Alright, turn around. No peeking.”

“Oh~” Yan Xiaosan, puzzled, nonetheless turned his back without hesitation.

Once Yan Xiaosan had turned, Ye Yu gently removed her veil, revealing a peerless face to the world.

It was a beauty capable of toppling kingdoms, a face of unmatched grace and allure.

Her visage was as pure as a snow lotus, skin as delicate as a flower, peach-like cheeks, a jade nose, and teeth like white jade. Her lips bore a natural rosy tint, her brows a verdant sweep. A bashful flush tinged her beauty, and her moist eyes glistened with feeling.

Indeed, she was: A beauty that outshines all time, a blossom that shames jade.

Ye Yu parted her crimson lips, placed the spirit pill in her mouth, and gently chewed it. Then, closing her eyes, her face red as blood, she pressed her cherry lips to Mu Yu’s mouth, passing the medicine along with her fragrant saliva.

Whether by coincidence or fate, Mu Yu, who seemed dead, awoke at that very moment...

As Mu Yu awoke, he first sensed a fragrance filling his mouth. Next, a faint, orchid-like scent drifted from his lips and nose, seeping into his heart.

Mu Yu half-opened his eyes, and was stunned by the sight of an exquisite, bashful face before him. Was he in the immortal realm now? How could such beauty exist in the mortal world!

Savoring the tender warmth upon his lips and teeth, and the delicate touch, he was moved by an unseen impulse to reach out with his tongue.

Slap—

“You... you shameless!”

Yan Xiaosan, unaware of what had happened, hurriedly turned around, only to see Ye Yu had already donned her veil again, though her brows and ears were still flushed red as clouds.

Mu Yu, meanwhile, bore a clear handprint on his cheek and was fully awake.

Yan Xiaosan eyed the mark on Mu Yu’s face with admiration and raised his thumb. “Well done! Sister Yu’s healing methods are truly extraordinary.”

Ye Yu blushed even more, and in her embarrassment and annoyance, glared fiercely at Mu Yu, stamped her lotus foot, and walked away, ignoring them both.

Mu Yu was left awkward, secretly relishing the sweetness lingering on his lips and teeth.

“Big Brother Mu, how are your injuries?” Yan Xiaosan’s question pulled Mu Yu from his reverie.

He quickly checked himself internally and was astounded.

Influenced by memories from his previous life, Mu Yu had always believed that no medicine could revive the dead in an instant.

What happened to Ye Yun had already defied his understanding. This time, whatever pill Ye Yu had given him, the effect was astonishing.

His wounds were already more than half healed.

This must be the effect of the spirit pill!

Mu Yu rolled over and stood up, looking at Ye Yu with deep gratitude.

Yet unbeknownst to him, Ye Yu, who was observing from the side, was even more astonished.

She knew well the miraculous properties of the healing elixir, the “Rebirth Pill.” But even with its remarkable effects, it could not restore such severe injuries so quickly, nor regenerate organs.

It was obvious this had something to do with Mu Yu’s own physique or cultivation.

What kind of person was he?

In Ye Yu’s eyes, Mu Yu grew ever more mysterious...

Ye Yu shook her head slightly, setting the question aside for now. She beckoned to Yan Xiaosan, “Xiaosan, come with me.”

Yan Xiaosan was curious. “Sister Yu, where are we going?”

Ye Yu replied coolly, “To collect the spoils.”

Yan Xiaosan’s eyes lit up. “You mean those people...?”

Ye Yu nodded without answering and turned into the forest.

Mu Yu was confused, and seeing the two didn’t want to talk with him, he didn’t bother them. He used the time to stabilize his wounds.

He found a large tree, sat cross-legged, let his roots sink into the earth, and activated the Revitalization Technique.

Ye Yu was right: Mu Yu’s rapid recovery was indeed thanks to his tree-like physique and the Revitalization Technique. His body prevented him from dying quickly despite shattered organs, and the technique helped him regenerate them.

Yan Xiaosan followed Ye Yu into the dense woods. Soon, they found a corpse.

It was the woman who had recognized Ye Yu’s identity. Ye Yu hated her almost as much as the pale-faced man, and had given her special treatment when poisoning her.

Ye Yu squatted, methodically searching the body inside and out. Yan Xiaosan saw her practiced movements and realized this wasn’t her first time.

After looting, the two moved deeper. In about the time it takes to eat a meal, they had found all the bodies—none escaped.

They returned to the cliff, where Mu Yu had just finished his cultivation. After a period of quiet meditation, his spiritual energy was fully restored, and his wounds had stabilized. In a few days, he would be fully healed.

Seeing the two return laden with spoils, Mu Yu greeted them. As he saw the space bags in their hands, and recalled their sneaky behavior earlier, he guessed what they had been up to.

Under Mu Yu’s astonished gaze, they poured out all their loot, then searched the pale-faced man as well.

Ye Yu sorted all the spoils and divided them into three shares. Mu Yu was nearly dumbfounded at her skillful distribution—he could barely believe such a beautiful woman could have the makings of a bandit.

Looking at the loot strewn across the ground, it was clear these people had robbed countless others. Each carried treasures of considerable worth.

Most cultivators who came here were seeking herbs, treasure, hunting monsters or magical beasts, or training. But in this lawless land, their purposes soon shifted, and anything became possible.

Of course, there were also bandits who came specifically to rob others. Clearly, the pale-faced man’s group belonged to the latter. Their belongings were a chaotic mix—almost anything could be found.

Ye Yu had once been one of them; though she'd never ventured so deep, she often foraged in the forests. So such things were nothing new to her.

She spoke first: “I only want these herbs and materials related to alchemy. The rest is yours. Any objections?”

The other two shook their heads immediately. Truth be told, Ye Yu’s selections had little value in their eyes, and besides, her share was the least valuable of the three.

Of the remaining two shares, Mu Yu let Yan Xiaosan choose first. Having already received a magic crystal from the little monkey, Yan Xiaosan insisted on giving Mu Yu the only superior-grade artifact among the items.

This artifact was taken from the pale-faced man and was the finest item among all the loot.

It was a leather belt, palm-wide, dark brown, made from various beast skins. Its surface was plain, nothing special.

Mu Yu infused it with spiritual energy, and a list of attributes appeared in his mind.

“All Spirits’ Protection,” a superior-grade, all-attribute auxiliary artifact. Equipped at the waist, it increased waist and abdominal defense by eighty percent, and shock resistance by eighty percent.

This artifact had only these two functions. Though the enhancements were decent, they alone did not qualify it as a superior-grade item.

It was the all-attribute property that truly determined its quality.