Let Me Explain, Fairy
Chapter 841 - 527: The Early Morning of the First Day of the Month in the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 841: Chapter 527: The Early Morning of the First Day of the Month in the Qing Dynasty

These clear yet foolish words made it hard not to suspect that Big Ice Lump had been reading a SpongeBob SquarePants version of a Dual Cultivation Technique.

However, Xu Yuan quickly resigned himself to this thought.

The slightly more profound Dual Cultivation Techniques are all described in text, stating things like the male essence entering the female, the male energy traveling through the eight vessels, the female energy around the nine orifices, to penetrate the Yin and Yang, and so on.

These kinds of techniques don’t come with pictures.

After all, if you can get your hands on such a high-level technique, you certainly aren’t lacking in power, and the chances of someone like that being completely ignorant about intimate matters are so small as to be negligible. An unenlightened individual like Big Ice Lump isn’t considered in their calculus.

The sunlight spilled over the bed, the reflected light from the silk sheets casting patterns on the ceiling.

Xu Yuan had been lying close to Big Ice Lump, pondering deeply for a good while about how to answer the question, before he let go of Ran Qingmo with a sense of guilt.

Feeling the blink of the beautiful eyes of the girl in his arms, and the purity in her clear gaze that didn’t contain a hint of impurity, Xu Yuan strangely felt like a beast.

"Rustle..."

The silk quilt was flipped open, and Ran Qingmo sat at the edge of the bed with her back to Xu Yuan, silently straightening her clothes.

After a night, her dark clothes seemed somewhat disheveled, and her soft, long black hair now sported a few strands of cowlicks. Bathed in the sunlight, the girl’s slender silhouette appeared especially splendid.

The two had slept fully clothed.

Ran Qingmo got up, slightly adjusted her attire and hair, and, seeing that she couldn’t tame the cowlicks on her head, she gave up. Turning back, she looked at Xu Yuan, who was still lying on the bed, and asked softly,

"Xu Yuan, aren’t you getting up?"

The silk quilt was still draped over him, the morning breeze still touched the graceful lines of the girl’s figure, but Xu Yuan felt he still shouldn’t sully Big Ice Lump’s blank slate and gently shook his head,

"I’ll wait a little longer."

"Oh..."

Ran Qingmo nodded, stood up, and gently reminded,

"Master said that sleeping in isn’t good and we should seize the time to cultivate."

Having said that,

Ran Qingmo paused and added in a soft voice,

"I’ll cultivate and wait for you."

"..."

Watching Ran Qingmo walk over to the table inside the room, grasp a Source Crystal, and begin her energy absorption meditative practice, Xu Yuan thought for a moment and then slowly sat up from the bed.

After running the Blood Essence Meteoring Art for a small Heavenly Circulation to suppress his body’s natural reaction, Xu Yuan got out of bed unhurriedly, glanced at the girl in the room, smiled faintly, and pushed open the door to go outside to fetch water and wash up.

Since entering the Fusion Realm, the primary means for a cultivator to absorb energy changed from eating to absorbing Qi, which directly eliminated a lot of meaningless metabolism. Looking to the future, this extended a cultivator’s lifespan significantly for the first time. In the short term, with no meaningless metabolism, washing up essentially became a formality.

However, Xu Yuan was an exception. He still maintained his previous life habits, his desire for three meals a day unchanged, so his body’s metabolism was no different from when he was in the Soul Condensation Realm. Still, the benefits of improved cultivation were evident. Even washing up bare-chested in the winter after snowfall, he didn’t feel cold.

Stepping on the snow-covered ground, pulling a bucket of special spring water from the well in the yard, Xu Yuan undressed and started to wash his somewhat oily hair with orchid perfume.

That uncle’s century-old Phantom Sword Brew indeed was a fine drink, but after all, it was still within the category of alcohol. A hangover expelled a lot of impurities from the body and left a very uncomfortable sticky residue.

On the first morning of the new year, the pitter-patter of water rang throughout the courtyard.

Bending over to wash his hair with the ice spring water, Xu Yuan’s keen hearing suddenly detected rapid footsteps crunching through the snow from the alley outside the courtyard.

It must be Xu Xinyao.

The judgment was made in an instant, but this wasn’t because Xu Yuan could identify people by their footsteps. It’s just that, in the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, the other few people have a more ghostly way of appearing; in the entire inner courtyard, the only ones who made footsteps were him and Xu Xinyao.

Along with the trickling sound of water, the crunching footsteps grew from distant to close, and Xu Xinyao’s gentle as water voice also rang out at the entrance of the courtyard:

"Eh? Why is Third Brother’s courtyard door not closed... Never mind, Third Brother, Third Brother! Father just asked me to tell you, you mustn’t stay in the inner courtyard today, don’t... Ah!"

"...."

Hearing this voice, Xu Yuan turned to look towards the direction of the courtyard entrance without minding the water trickling down his hair, and happened to meet Xu Xinyao’s somewhat stunned gaze.

Little Four was wearing a blue and white brocade robe today with a khaki fur coat draped over it, looking gentle and fluid in disposition.

However, at this moment, she was blinking at him, her pale cheeks blushing slightly.

At the moment of eye contact, Xu Yuan looked puzzled and asked,

"What’s wrong?"

But right after he spoke, Xu Yuan realized that the girl’s gaze was fixed on his bare upper body.

The ice spring water running over his skin, combined with the occasional cold wind, made for a crisp sensation. Droplets of water racing down his well-defined muscles were freezing into ice crystals on the snowy ground.

After all, she was no longer a child, and the sight of a naked man’s upper body was somewhat shocking to Little Four, a maiden in her prime.

Thinking this, Xu Yuan rolled his eyes, flipped his hand, picked up a clump of snow from the ground, and with a gentle flick, a snowball directly exploded with a "plop" right in front of Xu Xinyao’s flushed face.

"Mmph..."

The chill of the snowflakes instantly brought Xu Xinyao back to her senses, and she wiped the snow from her face with her sleeve, pursed her lips slightly and looked a bit aggrieved: