Сhарtеr 9 (18/20)
This was thе first timе Yun Wеishаn hеard him call hеr nаme like thаt. Feeling sоmеwhаt bаshful аnd а little bewildеred, she lifted her eyеs tо loоk at him.
Gоng Ziуu, with his distinсt blаck-аnd-whitе еуеs wide оpen, uneхрeсtedly revеaled а childish side, аsking hеr аs if sееking рrаise, “Doеsn’t it sоund nicе?”
“It sоunds likе a kittеn’s namе.”
Gоng Ziyu smiled gеntlу. It seеmed she didn’t dislike it, sо he began murmuring tо himsеlf, “Кittens аre so adоrаblе. Ah Yun… Аh Yun… hеhе, I likе it.”
Yun Wеishаn was tаkеn abаck. “Likе what?”
“I like Аh Yun.” Gong Ziуu unсоnsciоuslу rерlied, then quicklу flushed red, lowering his heаd to drink his medicinе in silencе, adding, “…this nаmе.”
Thе medicine tasted bitter upon entering his mouth, yet a faint sweetness bloomed in his heart.
In Jue Manor, Shangguan Qian’s room was silent, seemingly already deep in sleep.
However, she was currently sitting by the window, the window wide open. Cold wind blew in, yet her entire body felt feverish, clad only in thin sleeping garments.
The night wind poured inside, but large beads of sweat continuously slid down her body. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and the sweat remained undried even by the wind.
Shangguan Qian regulated her breathing, reminding herself over and over, “Don’t circulate your energy… don’t circulate your energy…”
Yun Weishan returned to her own room, the door slowly closing behind her.
She drank down the bowl of Great Cold medicinal soup in her hand, then sat on the bed, closed her eyes, and began circulating her energy.
Soon, fine beads of sweat also appeared on her forehead.
Her thoughts were chaotic and disordered, making it difficult to concentrate.
She recalled what Han Ya Si had said in the Wufeng training room.
“If the burning agony becomes too unbearable… you can brew these herbs into tea, drink it, and then practice circulating your energy. Your internal energy cultivation method, the ‘Cloud Brocade Heart Scripture,’ is inherently a highly self-consuming Ultimate Yin Heart Technique. Circulating Inner Force will cause your body to turn cold, but it happens to counteract the burning pain brought by the Half-Month Fly…”
Originally intending to use the Ultimate Yin Heart Technique to circulate energy and suppress the internal heat, the next moment, Yun Weishan suddenly opened her eyes. “I’ve thought of it!”
At the same time, in Gong Ziyu’s room, he shivered as he immersed himself into a half-person-high bathtub.
His teeth clenched instinctively from the cold. The moment he touched the icy water, all his muscles contracted violently. But he endured it nonetheless, closed his eyes, held his breath, and submerged his entire body into the water filled with floating ice cubes.
His ear canals filled with water, isolating external sounds, leaving only the rushing of water and some chaotic, echoing noises.
His skin grew numb, his spine felt as if electric currents were shooting through it. He didn’t know how long it had been; his limbs had long since frozen stiff, his whole body grew dizzy and muddled, and soon he lost consciousness…
“Father… Father… don’t force me into the water anymore… the water’s cold… the water’s cold… no!!”
Gong Ziyu awoke on his bed as if from a nightmare, the dream being a scene where his father forced him to practice. After waking, he stared blankly at the canopy above for a while. The bed beneath him was soft and warm, restoring much of the cold that had penetrated his bones.
Clearly, he was no longer in that tub.---
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