Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 236 - 236 12 Restoration of Cultivation

Chapter 236: Chapter 12: Restoration of Cultivation Chapter 236: Chapter 12: Restoration of Cultivation Then, all sorts of foul-smelling substances of different colors started to be expelled from Zhuang Weiran’s body continuously.

Not only did this filth smell dreadful, making people want to gag, but it was also mixed with an extremely strong corrosiveness. The moment it came into contact with the cave wall, the hard stone immediately changed color and started to fall off in particles.

“What the hell!”

Feng Yin was taken off guard by this occurrence. Despite his exertion causing sweat to drip down his forehead, he was still shocked and taken aback at the sight of this, his eyes widening.

This level of poison had been in Zhuang Weiran and Hu Lengyue’s bodies for so long?

And yet the two of them could still be so vigorous and retain such potent cultivation strength…

After being astounded, Feng Yin immediately realized that the breath he had taken in a moment before was overwhelmingly complicated!

In an instant, the delicious food he had just eaten was almost about to be vomited up.

Fortunately, the practice just now had managed to digest most of the centipede meat.

Feeling relieved, Feng Yin quickly grabs Feng Ying with his left hand and buries his nose into her soft body.

“Eh…”

Feng Ying, with her little paws and big eyes wide open, stays still, a look of confusion spreading across her face as she doesn’t know what to do.

Right on cue, a faint fragrance enters Feng Yin’s nostrils, allowing him to take a breather at last.

“Oh dear…”

“I, Feng Yin, have roamed around the world, and I nearly got disposed of by Uncle Zhuang’s foul stench…”

Feng Yin withdrew his middle finger, only to feel that all the Spiritual Transformation Technique powers that had gathered within him had drained away.

He felt extremely weak, the long-forgotten sensation of his body being emptied out came rushing back.

While closing his eyes to meditate and adjust his breathing, he gave instructions: “Little Shadow, go and wake Grandpa Zhuang.”

Feng Ying hopped over while holding her nose with one paw, looking disgusted. She stared at Zhuang Weiran’s dirty body, gritted her teeth and mustered the courage, but still couldn’t bring herself to touch it.

She flicked her tail, dislodging a piece of stone from the wall. With a thump, it hit Zhuang Weiran right in the middle of his chest.

“Huh…”

Zhuang Weiran slowly awakened, but even before he opened his eyes, he already felt an unprecedented relief throughout his body. A sense of lightness like never before washed over him, affecting every part of his being.

Amidst this sensation of extraordinary relief, Zhuang Weiran noticed that his vital energy was circulating on its own upon his awakening. For a seasoned cultivator like him, it had become second nature for his vital energy to circulate on its own.

However, this time, the circulation of his vital energy allowed him to feel that the Yin energy that was lodged in his body for so long, enmeshed with his spiritual dantian energy and practically became part of him, was now completely gone! In its place was a warm, unceasing surge of his own spiritual power, like a roaring tide.

This was a feeling of relief that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He felt as if his body’s meridians were clear and unobstructed!

The circulation of his own spiritual power was so smooth that there were no constraints to hinder it. This feeling was erupting and uncontrollable.

“Huff…”

Zhuang Weiran was filled with surprise and joy, expelled a turbid breath, and immediately closed his eyes to navigate his dantian spiritual energy, inch by inch, in the most careful and subtle way possible, looking for any hidden trace of the Seven Yin Poison…

To his astonishment, he found that the Seven Yin Poison had truly disappeared. It was gone, completely gone!

If the Seven Yin Poison is gone… does it mean he has a chance of restoring his cultivation again!?

However, when he sensed more carefully, he realized… his cultivation seemed to be restored already?!

“Oh dear Lord!”

Zhuang Weiran opened his eyes in shock and couldn’t help but tear up.

“It’s… It’s restored!”

Overjoyed, he abruptly noticed the smell of his body was similar to a latrine…

If latrines were sentient, they would definitely be too upset to speak: This was definitely the worst they had been wronged. The whatever smell emanating from this old man’s body was undeniably, absolutely much worse than theirs. Absolutely incomparable, they had never seen such a shameless person!

Being a seasoned person in the Jianghu, Zhuang Weiran immediately understood that this must be the result of his body detoxifying. He wasn’t taken aback at all. In fact, he even stretched out his hand to smear some on his nose to sniff it. His eyes tearing up uncontrollably and his body trembling a little.

Feng Yin and Feng Ying shook their heads at the sight—

Feng Yin: My goodness, one lives and learns. I never expected Uncle Zhuang to have this kind of taste. It’s too unexpected!

Feng Ying: This old man is too… If he wants to hug me in the future, I must dodge quickly. If I don’t dodge in time, I might experience that ultimate aroma again. Smelling it once is already too much, far too much!

“My wife, I’ve recovered… I’ve recovered.” Zhuang Weiran’s voice choked with tears streaming down his face.

He spoke several sentences to Hu Lengyue before realizing that she was still unconscious.

“Uncle Zhuang… could you please go out and take a bath first…”

Feng Yin covered his nose.

“Oh yes, right… bath, bath…”

Zhuang Weiran was like a whirlwind as he ran out of the cave, almost stepping on the python at the entrance, nearly crushing it.

Once outside the cave, Zhuang Weiran immediately used his powers to extract moisture from the air and started washing himself vigorously.

At that moment, Zhuang Weiran was washing himself and smiling all the while, his tears mixing with the dirty water and falling to the ground.

After Zhuang Weiran went out, Feng Yin and Feng Ying started to clean the cave wall and remove all the areas contaminated with the dirt. They also used their energies to clear the air in the cave. It took quite a while before the cave regained its original freshness.

“Ehmm…”

Feng Ying swayed her tail, tilted her head, wrinkled her small nose, and sniffed around.

She looked around, seemingly finally satisfied, and jumped back into Feng Yin’s arms to lay down.

Feng Yin held premium spiritual crystals in his hand, using them to quickly recover his strength. After all, he still had to repeat the refinement process with Hu Lengyue.

Quite some time passed, and just as Feng Yin was about to complete his work, Zhuang Weiran, looking fresh and radiant, walked in from outside. Although his appearance hadn’t changed, he seemed at least a decade or two younger.

Upon entering, he noticed Feng Yin had opened his eyes, and immediately fell to his knees in front of Feng Yin: “Kid Feng, thank you so much!!”

Only God knows how much this shackle was torturing Zhuang Weiran. It was indeed daily and yearly, like a bone-eroding maggot.

Now so emotional that words failed him, he felt he had to kneel to fully express his gratitude.

“Hey, Uncle Zhuang, what are you doing!”

Feng Yin was taken aback and dodged to the side: “We’re family, how can you give me such a grand bow? How can we men relate to each other after this?”

He quickly helped him get up as he spoke.

Zhuang Weiran’s face was still glowing with excitement. He chuckled, said nothing but made up his mind.

Now it was Hu Lengyue’s turn.

“Uncle Zhuang, I presume Aunt Zhuang’s situation should be similar to yours. After I’m done helping her, I’ll take Feng Ying with me. Have you prepared the water?”

Feng Yin reminded.

“Of course, I have prepared it already. I placed it outside.”

Zhuang Weiran strode out and came back carrying two stone water tanks, each larger than a person, filled with water.

“There is one more. These three tanks should be enough.” Zhuang Weiran stepped outside again and brought in another.

“…”

Feng Yin was left speechless.

Thanks to the spacious cave, otherwise he would probably try to dismantle the mountain!

After resting for a while, feeling ready for another attempt at the procedure, Feng Yin acted without hesitation.

…

Quite some time later, Feng Yin was sitting at the mouth of the cave, a premium spiritual crystal in his hand to replenish his energy; and Feng Ying was nestled in his arms, rubbing himself, and protecting Feng Yin while cultivating.

The huge python was cast aside, feeling wronged as it curled up into a snake formation at one corner, hiding its head at the core of the formation, feeling aggrieved as it stared at its dwelling.

Is this still my home?

How did that two-legged creature just bring in so many boulders!?

After a while, Hu Lengyue and Zhuang Weiran, hand in hand, stepped out of the cave. They both smiled as they saw Feng Yin.

But this time, they didn’t bow again.

Although the couple didn’t look too different, the way they looked at Feng Yin was more affectionate than before.

Hu Lengyue went up to Feng Yin, affectionately straightened his collar and complained, “You must be exhausted, right? You could have actually done it in two separate sessions, maybe a few days apart. Look at you, you’re so pale.”

Feng Yin chuckled: “No, no, that was necessary. We are in a state of emergency now, and for this trip, I will have to rely on Uncle and Aunt Zhuang’s help.”

“Hmph.”

Hu Lengyue gave him a playful glare: “If you hadn’t detoxed, Uncle Zhuang and Aunt Zhuang wouldn’t have protected you?”

“My fault, my fault. I misspoke, misspoke!” Feng Yin quickly apologised.

“Where were you wrong? How did you misspeak?” Hu Lengyue asked.

“…” Feng Yin desperately looked at Zhuang Weiran for help.

“…” Zhuang Weiran turned his head away, admiring the wasteland, pretending he hadn’t seen anything.

“…”

Just as you can’t wake up a person who is pretending to sleep, you can’t expect help from someone pretending to be foolish!

Feng Yin could only grimace: “I was wrong in every way.”

“Nonsense, you did nothing wrong!”

Hu Lengyue smiled lovingly, brushing off the dust from Feng Yin’s clothes: “You’re always so straightforward… but it’s one of your strengths. Don’t learn from Uncle Zhuang to be scared of your wife, that’s too spineless.”

Zhuang Weiran was left completely dumbfounded: “…???”

What happened? Why am I always involved?

Can’t I pretend to be foolish anymore?

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Feng Yin coughed repeatedly.

Hu Lengyue: “We should get going. Time is of the essence, and we have already wasted enough. Also, we should return the cave to the dear python.”

She smiled and said: “We should really return the cave to the little python.”

In her joy, the massive python had become a “little python” in Hu Lengyue’s words.

Little python?

Zhuang Weiran looked at the ferocious python and shuddered.

He quickly turned around and returned to the cave, saying politely, “Dear, I’ll remove your bath water for the python. We wouldn’t want to suffocate the poor creature.”

Before his voice even faded, the atmosphere changed abruptly. It was as if a hot summer day had suddenly turned into a freezing winter!

Hu Lengyue’s face turned icy, her eyes, looking at Zhuang Weiran who had walked into the cave, gleaming like she wanted to devour someone.