Murong Qiuyue originally thought she was going to die because after failing to break through, she believed her end was near, given her poor physical condition.
However, she was revived, and to her surprise, it was Yang Feilong who woke her. This was something she had never anticipated.
Even more unexpected was that she was naked in front of Yang Feilong, or rather, her clothes had been removed.
Her heart pounded wildly, filled with nervousness.
"Did Brother Feilong see me completely naked?" The thought sent Murong Qiuyue into a frenzy.
"How do you feel?" Yang Feilong asked, clearing his throat. He also felt a bit awkward. While treating her, he hadn't felt this way, but Murong Qiuyue's current state made it difficult for him to remain calm.
"I, I feel much better," Murong Qiuyue replied, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
"Good, that's good," Yang Feilong smiled. "Also, after I've helped you recover, you can try to establish your foundation again!"
"Try to establish my foundation again?" Murong Qiuyue suppressed her shyness. "Can I, can I do it in this condition?"
"With me protecting you, it shouldn't be a problem," Yang Feilong said, preparing to insert needles.
"Thank you, thank you, Brother Feilong," Murong Qiuyue said, biting her lip.
"Didn't you call me Young Master Yang before? Why are you calling me Brother Feilong now?" Yang Feilong asked with a smile, trying to shift Murong Qiuyue's attention.
"You are younger than me!" Murong Qiuyue pouted.
Yang Feilong coughed, utterly charmed by Murong Qiuyue's adorable expression.
He let Murong Qiuyue get dressed, which she did with a blush.
"By the way, how is your medical skill so amazing? The martial physicians before had no solution," Murong Qiuyue asked Yang Feilong in surprise. She had vaguely been aware that the martial physicians couldn't help her.
"My master's medical skills are quite impressive," Yang Feilong explained simply with a smile.
"What rank is your master as a divine physician?" Murong Qiuyue inquired curiously.
"This, I don't know how to say," Yang Feilong shrugged. He hadn't known about the ranking system for divine physicians in this spirit realm, and his master hadn't mentioned it.
"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Adjust your state and then begin establishing your foundation!" Yang Feilong said, looking at Murong Qiuyue, who was now dressed and still blushing. He had known she was beautiful before, but her current shy demeanor added a captivating charm. He took a deep breath, suppressing the amorous thoughts that arose, possibly due to the long period without dual cultivation and his greatly increased cultivation, leading to a heightened temper.
"Mm!" Murong Qiuyue nodded. She was indeed flustered and needed to compose herself, otherwise, attempting to establish her foundation again might still fail.
"Don't worry, establish your foundation boldly. Don't be nervous. With me here, even if you have only one breath left, I can bring you back!" Yang Feilong said with an encouraging smile.
Murong Qiuyue had been feeling some apprehension, but hearing Yang Feilong's words greatly boosted her confidence.
Establishing a foundation could be daunting, especially after a previous failure, and even more so after a near-death experience. However, with a divine physician like Yang Feilong present, her confidence was exceptionally strong.
"I'm bothering you!" Murong Qiuyue said, then sat cross-legged.
Yang Feilong sat on a chair by the bedside, watching her.
However, Murong Qiuyue soon opened her eyes and looked at Yang Feilong with embarrassment, saying, "You watching me makes me nervous."
"Uh, then I'll turn around!" Yang Feilong smiled and then turned his back.
Seeing Yang Feilong sitting with his back to her, Murong Qiuyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes. She thought Yang Feilong turning away would help her enter the state, but her heart was still racing, and her mind began to wander.
She thought about Yang Feilong looking at her upper body during his treatment, and whether he had touched her while she was unconscious.
The thought sent a wave of weakness through her body. She felt unsteady, let alone attempt to establish her foundation, she could barely sit upright.
She was a pure girl. Although she had many suitors, none had caught her eye. In her heart, her boyfriend had to be a peerless genius, someone on the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking, handsome, gentle, and talented.
She had thought such a person would be difficult to find, but unexpectedly, she had encountered one inadvertently. He was young, around her age, handsome – the most handsome she had ever seen – gentle in speech, and incredibly talented. Although not on the Dragon-Phoenix Ranking, it was due to a lack of prominent achievements. Today, she had also discovered his astonishing medical skills. Even a two-star divine physician couldn't cure her, yet he could. And he had, he had seen her body.
Could this be fate guiding her?
With this thought, she secretly opened her eyes and looked at Yang Feilong's back. Amidst her shyness, her heart inexplicably beat faster, and she felt a sense of security.
"I really want to hug him!" Murong Qiuyue's eyes sparkled with hope.
"Why is your breathing so rapid? Are you still worried about failing to establish your foundation?" At that moment, Yang Feilong, still with his back to her, asked softly with a frown.
"Ah, it's nothing, I'm just adjusting my state," Murong Qiuyue's face turned bright red as she hastily explained, her heart beating even faster.
It felt like being caught peeking at Yang Feilong, a sense of flustered panic.
After a long while, Murong Qiuyue recited a calming incantation and finally regained her composure. She then closed her eyes and began to establish her foundation.
Establishing a foundation wasn't a quick process, but Murong Qiuyue, with her previous experience, found it relatively smooth this time. Initially, things went well, but as she approached the point where she had failed before, fear began to creep into her thoughts. As soon as this thought surfaced, the situation started to deteriorate.
Yang Feilong, despite having his back turned, could sense that Murong Qiuyue's condition was worsening.
He turned around and saw Murong Qiuyue with her eyes closed, her expression solemn, and her complexion not looking good. He then moved swiftly and appeared behind her. Several silver needles materialized in his hands. With a whizz, they flew out and pierced Murong Qiuyue's back.
"Concentrate and establish your foundation boldly. With me here, I guarantee your safety!" Yang Feilong's voice echoed in Murong Qiuyue's mind.
A mystical power entered her body, and hearing Yang Feilong's reassuring voice, Murong Qiuyue's panic vanished, and her confidence returned. She began to establish her foundation systematically.
Hoo hoo~~~
As time passed, the process of establishing her foundation became smoother. Finally, with Yang Feilong's assistance, Murong Qiuyue successfully established her foundation!
Seeing Murong Qiuyue's success, Yang Feilong let out a sigh of relief. He then quietly got off the bed and gently pushed the door open, stepping out. Murong Qiuyue needed some time to stabilize her foundation.