Chapter 3: Stripping His Clothes

Finally, the resentful Eighth Younger Sister flew away. Without a word of explanation, Yun Ling began to strip An Mei's clothes. An Mei's expression changed abruptly; helpless because his tendons and ligaments had already been severed, he could only bark a powerless command with a cold face: "Stop!"

Yun Ling ignored him entirely. It wasn't until she had stripped An Mei completely bare that she began to carefully examine the man's body under the moonlight. His physique was naturally excellent, with muscle in all the right places, and his skin tone was lovely—the color of congealed fat and firm muscle, shimmering with a silvery light under the bright moonlight like a masterpiece of exquisite craftsmanship.

And while this masterpiece appeared normal on the surface, internally, it was truly as previously discovered: the meridians throughout his entire body were severed. Even if a Great Immortal descended to earth, there would be no way to save him.

"Don't move." Yun Ling's gaze was pure; looking at the masterpiece before her, she harbored not the slightest thought of profanity. "Was that person your enemy? They certainly struck ruthlessly!"

An Mei's eyes darkened. Was he really going to die here today? Heh, after so many years of striving, was all his ambition to collapse just like this? No matter how unwilling or how hard he had worked, he was still one step short, wasn't he?

As if sensing his thoughts, Yun Ling smiled softly. "What nonsense are you thinking? You aren't going to die!"

An Mei merely assumed she was comforting him and curled his lips into a faint smile, though he remained somewhat preoccupied with the fact that he was currently naked. "Miss, I must trouble you to dress me. I wish to depart with some dignity."

Yun Ling refused. "What's the point of dressing? You'll just have to take them off again in a moment. Dressing and undressing is such a waste of time!" She raised an eyebrow and chuckled, then leaned down mysteriously toward An Mei's ear and whispered, "Hey, since you blocked that palm strike for me just now, I'll treat you to a free show of a miracle!"

An Mei's breathing had actually recovered significantly, which surprised him; furthermore, he felt a sense of terminal lucidity. "A miracle? Heh, does such a thing truly exist in this world?" At this point, what more could he possibly hope for?

And Yun Ling's next action left him utterly terrified—she! Was! Taking! Off! Her! Own! Clothes!

"Mi... Mi... Miss, you... you... you mustn't act recklessly ahhh..." An Mei's tongue became tied. Was this girl with the clear eyes about to take his virginity before he died?

Yun Ling's movements paused, and An Mei breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, her movements only grew faster.

Yun Ling finally stopped her hands. By now, she was just like An Mei, completely naked without a stitch of clothing on her body. The girl's fair and beautiful body faced An Mei's nakedness under the moonlight; her expression held no bashfulness, as if the man before her were merely a tree or a flower, devoid of any gendered distinction.

"There's no time." Yun Ling immediately bent down, pulled An Mei's head into her embrace, and began to drag him slowly into the water.

An Mei's head rested against the girl's soft, tender chest, and as the girl moved, a streak of blood suddenly appeared at the tip of An Mei's nose! Soon, the bloodstain grew larger and larger until, finally, both nostrils were bleeding.

An Mei was overcome with shame and indignation, but once they entered the water, the girl's strength finally eased slightly. He breathed a sigh of relief and finally found his voice: "Where are you taking me?"

Yun Ling pushed his body, swimming briskly toward the center of the lake, while simultaneously glancing up at the moon. She saw that the half-moon had already disappeared between the fourth and fifth peaks of the Seven Star Lake!

"We have to hurry!" Yun Ling answered his question with a non-sequitur. Seeing that the moon had almost passed the fifth peak, she grew anxious. If she hadn't been carrying an extra person, it would have taken her only a quarter of an hour to swim to the center of the lake alone, but now—she looked anxiously at the sky, hoping they would still make it in time.

If they didn't make it, then this masterpiece would simply perish here.