The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 364 - 0364: This Must Be a Soul-Enchanting Technique

Chapter 364: Chapter 0364: This Must Be a Soul-Enchanting Technique

Beauty like jade, intelligent as well as attractive.

When Wang Xiaoya’s fair body was laid bare, the idioms suddenly sprang to Long Fei’s mind.

Surprisingly, he had no indecent thoughts, his eyes filled only with admiration and love.

Wang Xiaoya hugged her chest, shyly asking, "Do I also need to take off my underwear?"

Long Fei shook his head, chuckling softly, "That won’t be necessary."

He held out the Qi-restoring medicinal broth for Wang Xiaoya to drink in one gulp.

The dosage was about the same as what Lin Yingying and the others had taken.

He was prepared. If Wang Xiaoya’s talent wasn’t up to par, she would have to drink several bowls to break through.

If it didn’t work the first time, then they would try a second.

Everyone’s talent is different—like Sister Yingying’s sisters, they succeeded in breaking through at once.

Such talent is not possessed by just anyone.

The medicinal soup, surprisingly, wasn’t very hard to swallow.

After Wang Xiaoya drank it, she sat down pursing her lips, waiting a while.

Like with the others, her belly quickly swelled up, round and bulging as if she were pregnant.

Before she could even be astonished, the needles in Long Fei’s hands were already piercing her lower abdomen.

With two experiences under his belt, his movements were swift.

Most importantly, since he had just done it once, his mind was calm as water, treating beauty as if it were nothing.

Rumors have spread that one is like a demon before pleasure and like a Buddha afterwards.

They really aren’t lying.

In no time, the silver needle reached the top of Wang Xiaoya’s head.

Long Fei asked her to close her eyes and search for the sensation, which was different for each person.

He explained that it was like a path in the darkness; once found, the governor and conception vessels would open.

Wang Xiaoya did as he said, closing her eyes to carefully search.

The Essential Qi shot from her Dantian straight to her brain, soon causing steams of heat to rise from her head.

Seeing that enough time had passed, he inserted a needle into the back of Wang Xiaoya’s head.

The first acupoint of the Governor Channel, the Baihui Acupoint.

Descending from the critical Baihui Acupoint, as long as the governor and conception vessels opened, the Essential Qi would flow through this acupoint and down the back.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Long Fei anxiously awaited Wang Xiaoya’s reaction; after ten seconds, a surge suddenly rushed upward through the acupoint at the back of her head.

The Essential Qi had successfully broken through, moving from the Ren Meridian down towards the back of her head.

Long Fei heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that her talent was somewhat similar to Sister Yingying’s.

Once this hurdle was crossed, the rest would be much easier.

Placing needles was like playing chess for Long Fei; one by one along her fair back, then finally returning to the abdomen.

After completing a Grand Circulation, Wang Xiaoya’s facial expression had clearly relaxed quite a bit.

Long Fei taught her the Qi Refining Technique, which is actually about maneuvering Essential Qi from the Ren Meridian up through the front chest, and down the Governor Channel along the back.

Through cycles of Grand Circulation, impurities in the Essential Qi would be continually filtered, leaving behind pure Qi in the governor and conception vessels.

In time, he would open her Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

Then she would stand at the threshold of cultivation, needing only to succeed in Foundation Establishment to be at the same level as Long Fei.

He explained it all to Wang Xiaoya in simple terms, and she nodded continuously, finally finding an equal opportunity to compete with Lin Yingying.

In the mundane world, whether in terms of family background or knowledge, she could not compare to Lin Yingying.

But in the Cultivation World, she and Lin Yingying were starting from the same point.

She resolved to cultivate diligently in the future, to keep pace with Long Fei.

If Lin Yingying fell behind, then she wouldn’t blame herself for monopolizing Long Fei.

Wang Xiaoya spent the whole night sitting in meditation, refining Qi.

Long Fei had prepared a pot of medicinal broth, originally to take to Chu Feng.

Turns out the fellow’s door was tightly closed, he really had left just like that.

Long Fei went back and simply drank it himself, sitting opposite Wang Xiaoya, also meditating all night long.

If anyone came in, they would surely be scared stiff.

With beds unused, they sat on the carpet, facing each other motionless, like two blocks of deep-well ice.

The next day, after dawn.

Wang Xiaoya woke up feeling invigorated, only to feel sticky all over as if she had been rolling in mud.

She lifted her arm to look and was startled at first.

All she saw was a layer of grime that smelled somewhat foul upon closer inspection.

Wang Xiaoya hurried to the bathroom for a shower, unwilling to allow herself to remain that dirty.

Long Fei had spent the whole night attempting to break through, only managing to store some Essential Qi in his Dantian.

That Secret Realm in his head, however, seemed like it was always missing something, showing no reaction throughout the night.

He wasn’t in a hurry, though, understanding how difficult it was to make a breakthrough, and knowing that such matters couldn’t be rushed.

Taking advantage of the time Wang Xiaoya was showering, he busied himself in the kitchen, using last night’s leftover medicinal residues to stew a pot of meat soup.

It was a bit greasy to drink early in the morning, but it was quite nourishing.

For the next two days, he dared not get involved with these women.

After Wang Xiaoya came out, she dried her hair and looked at Long Fei busying himself in the kitchen, feeling an indescribable sense of happiness.

In Long Fei’s words, this was what life was all about!

Normally, she would never eat meat in the early morning.

But this morning, she was unusually hungry and ended up eating even more than Long Fei when he brought over a pot of medicinal pork rib soup.

She even frightened herself, worrying she might gain weight before too long.

Last night, Long Fei had already told Wang Xiaoya about his upcoming medical competition with Zhang Yang.

After eating, Wang Xiaoya didn’t cling to him any further.

She told Long Fei to focus on the competition and to find her only if he had time; if not, it didn’t matter.

Her poised and confident manner made Long Fei feel like he hardly knew her.

She took a taxi to the clothing store while Long Fei took one to the Chinese medicine shop.

Since his driver’s license hadn’t arrived yet, he didn’t dare to drive around casually.

It wasn’t about avoiding fines, but avoiding hassle.

Now, what he lacked wasn’t money, but time.

An Xiaoke was all prepared, waiting early in the pharmacy for him.

Although she had resolved to keep her distance from this playboy, her body couldn’t help wanting to see him, to talk to him.

The more she felt this way, the more she feared Long Fei had bewitched her and became even more guarded against him.

When Long Fei entered, he asked her, "Ready to go?"

An Xiaoke nodded coldly, her unusual demeanor causing Long Fei to raise his eyebrows.

Long Fei wondered, could she be on her period?

He had heard that women’s moods could dip during that time.

The two hailed a taxi, and Long Fei asked with concern, "If you’re not feeling well, you don’t have to accompany me; I can manage on my own."

"Who says I’m not feeling well?"

An Xiaoke gave him a sharp look and thought to herself that she must hold back, avoid engaging with him as much as possible, and not be swayed by his charm.

Long Fei watched her furrow her brows and stayed quiet for the rest of the ride.

Once they reached the hospital, he asked An Xiaoke to wait by the entrance for a moment.

Quite some time later, he came running back.

An Xiaoke, annoyed, complained, "What were you doing? Making me wait here; do you even have a sense of time?"

Long Fei smiled and handed her a pink cup, speaking the warmest words An Xiaoke had ever heard in her life, "You’re not feeling well; drink more hot water."

An Xiaoke felt her nose tingle with emotion and asked in surprise, "You went to buy a cup for me?"

Long Fei nodded with a light chuckle, "Yeah, you really don’t know how to take care of yourself! Who goes out without bringing a cup, it’s so inconvenient to drink water, right?"

He lightly chastised An Xiaoke and led her into the hospital.

An Xiaoke followed behind with reddening eyes, struggling with an impulse to cry.

He was showing concern for her, buying her a cup, while she had been reproaching him.

She felt a twinge of guilt, only to be startled by her own strange thoughts shortly after.

An Xiaoke told herself she must’ve been influenced by the few men she knew; a little attention from him and she was overwhelmed with emotion.

It had to be his charm spell!

An Xiaoke reminded herself to stay vigilant and not to fall for his tricks.