In the back mountain of the Luoxian Sect, there lay a quiet, naturally formed stone cave dwelling.
The wooden wheelchair produced a rumbling sound as its wheels rolled over the smooth bluestone path, stopping beneath a blossoming crabapple tree at the cave's entrance.
Clad in white, Leng Shuxue had an indifferent expression. Raising his hand with a blank face, he exerted a suction force from his palm.
A teacup from a stone table several meters away instantly flew into his grasp.
He blew aside the tea foam and took a gentle sip.
A strange rustling of wind came from above his head.
Leng Shuxue's expression changed slightly. The moment he raised his hand, the falling crabapple blossoms were split into two by his icy spiritual energy.
Half fluttered to the ground, and the other half drifted into his tea.
The tea rippled slightly.
Leng Shuxue furrowed his brows. The instant he looked up, a fiery red figure tumbled down.
Always aloof and averse to trouble, Leng Shuxue instinctively tried to back his wheelchair away to dodge.
Unknown to him, a strangely shaped rock had wedged itself under the wheelchair. He pushed, but it wouldn't budge.
At that moment, the figure from above floated down, landing squarely in his embrace.
Leng Shuxue abruptly raised his eyes, meeting a delicate and pretty face.
A small, exquisite oval face, a pair of phoenix eyes curved in a smile, and breathing that was intimately close...
A faint scent of pear blossoms drifted into his nose, mixing with the warm breath exhaled by the other party, causing his body to suddenly tense up.
He reflexively wanted to throw the person off, only to suddenly realize that his entire body had lost its strength.
Even his hands had gone completely limp!
Leng Shuxue was startled. Who are you?
Yuan Shu did not answer him immediately. She tilted her head, admiring the handsome Fourth Senior Brother whom she was meeting for the first time.
Leng Shuxue lived up to his name.
His features were chillingly handsome to the bone, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his hairline, the peaks of his brows as sharp and cold as if covered in a thin layer of frost.
His nose was tall and straight like a jade carving, its lines clean and flawless, and his lips were rather thin, colored in a pale porcelain white.
Every contour of his face exuded a distant coldness, as if sculpted from the melting ice of a snowy peak, and his entire being was shrouded in an unapproachable, desolate aura.
Yuan Shu knew that given the icy alienation in his eyes, had he not fallen prey to her tricks, he would have long since sent her flying.
And at this moment, Yuan Shu also sensed his primal yang from their recent intimate contact.
Just as she expected, his primal yang was still intact!
However, because he was afflicted with demonic poison, even with his supreme ice spiritual root, his cultivation speed was still dragged down.
He was currently only at the early stage of Foundation Establishment!
Even so, it was incredibly remarkable.
After all, with demonic poison in his body, it would corrode his flesh and bones every half month, causing agonizing pain.
Anyone who could endure it possessed astonishing willpower.
And someone who could not only endure it but also continue to cultivate was absolutely a being of terrifying willpower and talent!
Without a doubt, Leng Shuxue was exactly this kind of existence.
Having gotten her answer, Yuan Shu had no habit of lingering in a strange man's embrace, so she flipped over and landed on the ground.
Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I'm here to help you, Senior Brother Leng, Yuan Shu said with a beaming smile.
Leng Shuxue remained noncommittal. His eyes swept up and down Yuan Shu's figure, quickly landing on her waist.
There hung a token he was very familiar with.
The token of a direct disciple of Qingyun Peak!
You are... Yuan Shu?
Leng Shuxue frowned. Although he rarely went down the mountain, he knew his master had taken in two junior sisters for him.
One was the Seventh Junior Sister, Yuan Shu, who was arrogant, domineering, and lacked talent.
The other was the Youngest Junior Sister, Su Lingxi, whom he had met once. She had good talent and was well-behaved.
He heard that despite only joining the sect half a year ago, she was already at the high-level Qi Refining stage!
Obviously, the person in front of him wasn't Su Lingxi, so it could only be the Seventh Junior Sister, Yuan Shu!
He had never met Yuan Shu before, and this was the first time he realized that this legendary Seventh Junior Sister actually had such bright, stunning features and such a flamboyant smile!
She was like a passionate and uninhibited red peony!
Oh my! Fourth Senior Brother is so amazing. You actually recognized me on our first meeting?
Yuan Shu blinked her eyes.
It wasn't a waste of her extensive inquiries to finally find out where his cave dwelling was located.
This man, whether in terms of appearance or intelligence, was extremely rare.
Pleasing to the eye and striking!
Leng Shuxue's furrowed brows never relaxed.
He disliked seeing people, and naturally, that included the people from Qingyun Peak.
Even though the person in front of him was his direct junior sister, he still disliked it.
Furthermore, what was the meaning of this? What had she done to him to strip him of his strength to resist?
What did she want to do?
Fourth Senior Brother, don't be so tense. I just heard that you were cultivating in seclusion here, so I came specifically to visit you. I don't mean anything else.
Seeing his guarded gaze, Yuan Shu spread her hands and spoke with a serious face.
Leng Shuxue remained noncommittal.
Yuan Shu's reputation was not good. He had heard that she relied on her family's wealth and frequently bullied other disciples in the sect.
What was there for her to see in a cripple with disabled legs like him?
To laugh at him?
However, she was probably going to be disappointed.
Over the past four years, he had heard too many voices of pity, sighs, and mockery.
Falling from a proud genius of heaven to a cripple, his heart had long become as hard as iron and stone, devoid of any ripples.
If you are just here to visit, why did you tamper with me and make me lose my strength?
He was expressionless, his gaze icy cold.
It was as if the smiling and chatting woman in front of him was just an insignificant passerby on the side of the road.
Even the tiny pink ripple stirred up when Yuan Shu landed in his arms just now vanished completely.
Yuan Shu blinked. Fourth Senior Brother, I came to see you, and by the way, to take a look at your legs.
But, I heard you've already driven away several healers who came to check on your legs.
I was afraid that before I could even take a look, you'd throw me out.
So I had no choice but to make you lose your strength for a little while.
Yuan Shu spoke sincerely and frankly.
But these words sounded incredibly ridiculous to Leng Shuxue.
Look at his legs?
Were they close?
Moreover, what was she going to look at? Was she a healer?
Don't think he didn't know that Yuan Shu's cultivation talent was extremely poor, and she had practically no talent in medical cultivation either.
The mocking expression on Leng Shuxue's face was too obvious; Yuan Shu couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
Yuan Shu didn't bother to explain either.
Some things only needed to be discussed after seeing results.
She glanced up at Leng Shuxue, stepped forward, and directly rolled up the pant legs on his dual legs.
Yuan Shu, what are you doing!
Leng Shuxue's face darkened like frost, his eyes like cold blades.
The skin on those legs should have been as white and delicate as the skin on his hands.
But now, saturated with demonic poison, his legs were a dark greenish-black, with wisps of demonic poison flowing through his meridians as if they were alive.
Yuan Shu gave him a look without explaining. She crouched down and reached out, gently touching his leg.
Her beautiful, pale fingers, delicate as scallion tips, landed on the greenish-black skin like snow covering a dark mountain.
As a subtle, warm sensation transmitted over, the expression on Leng Shuxue's face changed.
