CHAPTER 27 - AMAZING DEAL
Translated by Luxican
Lecher!
Yun Sheng once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.
The next moment, she understood the reason for Ye Beiming's actions.
There was a voice coming through the door.
At this time, only Yang Magician was able to walk freely in the Magic Temple.
He came to see the lights in Ye Beiming's room.
A man, who broke into a lady's room, in the middle of the night? A flower thief?
Yun Sheng's mind was full of YY. After a moment she stopped thinking about it. After all, she was a six-year-old hiding in precisely that ten-year-old lady's bed, in the middle of the night.
Ye Beiming's bed wasn't large, it was very cramped to accommodate two people.
Ye Beiming's treatment was just finished, and his upper body had been stripped by Yun Sheng.
While Yun Sheng thought about that, Ye Beining moved slightly, and she carefully avoided his smooth abs.
Just now when she sucked the poisonous blood, she discovered that Ye Beiming looked slender and handsome, but the muscles on his body were very strong, not like a ten-year-old at all.
"Wounded? By a demon beast?" Yang Magician glanced at the bloody cloak thrown on the ground by Ye Beiming.
Ye Beiming had been to Yue Wu Mountain many times already, each time he exited safely, never was it so embarrassing as tonight.
Ye Beiming leaned to the side and naturally covered Yun Sheng restless eyes with the quilt.
He pretended to be lying in bed, and said very casually: " Several mercenaries were hunting because of the disturbance, they had a summoner with them, so I had to fight them, and the summoner's beast."
Many soldiers of various professions of the Wu Ji Continent relied on hunting after their retirement, as well as professional Mercenaries. They were mostly composed of warriors above Great Martial Artist, Great Magician and even summoners.
Most of them belonged to different Mercenary Teams, and because all members are mostly above the average cultivation stages, they were a force to reckon with. They used all means to make money and they were a very dreaded group on the mainland.
It was a miracle that Ye Beiming alone was able to escape under the siege of several adult mercenaries.
The poisoned wound on his belly appeared to be caused by the summoned beast of the Mercenary Team's summoner.
" Has the wound been dealt with?" Yang Magicians tone was cold, without a hint of temperature.
The relationship between the two wasn't like the conversation of master and disciple, but rather of...
Yun Sheng pondered, but even then she couldn't tell what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Yang Magician was.
" I applied some hemostatic flowers," Ye Beiming frowned slightly, because the little wild cat under him moved restlessly. He could feel, how her delicate nose froze by his chest.
Yang Magician noticed that something was wrong with Ye Beiming. He stepped forward and said, "Let me see."
Seeing that he was going to open the quilt, Yun Sheng felt her heart in her throat.
Ye Beiming suddenly contracted his body, and opened the quilt for Yang Magician with one hand.
"What are trying to do?"
Yun Sheng didn't take any preventative measures. The bridge of her nose hit his wound, the wound that just had stopped bleeding cracked open again, and warm blood dripped on Yun Sheng's cheek.
A hand quickly reached into the quilt, and quickly drew a few words on Yun Sheng's back: " Don't make a noise."
After Yang Magician heard this, and he wanted to test Ye Beiming. Still staying, he smiled: "Nothing , your my disciple, what good is there in me hurting you?"
" Perhaps, you didn't want them to kill me, you just want them to test me, to what extend my strength reaches? Rest assured, I promised I would give my Magic Soul to you, as long as you cure my eyes," Ye Beiming's blood had already soaked the quilt.
Yun Sheng could smell the thick scent of blood.
Magic Soul? Eyes?
Yun Sheng narrowed her eyes.
Their conservation was weird. It was confusing and she didn't understand what they were talking about for the time being.
" Yes, according to our agreement. As long as I heal your eyes, you will surrender your Magic Soul. Now five years later, my magic circle only has one final step left, and as long as you can find the two-hundred-year-old Soulstone of a demon beast, I can heal your eyes," Yang Magician was excited, eyes shining.
" Don't be nervous, I will follow our agreement, I will get the two-hundred-year-old demon beast Soulstone, so scram," Ye Beiming has felt dizzy for a while now, but he still gritted his teeth and took deep breaths.
He knew that Yang Magician was extremely cruel. If he couldn't hold out, and collapsed, Yun Sheng who overheard them talking about their shocking secret, while hiding under the duvet, would certainly suffer.
" Then you take a good rest, I will be waiting for the Soulstone," Yang Magician smiled, he had been fed up wit Ye Beiming presumptuousness for a long time.
A genius was often arrogant.
Ye Beiming was genius, but he can't escape his palm.
Yun Sheng was shocked by the conversation between the two.
To exchange Sight with Soul?
It wasn't until Yang Magician exited the room, that Ye Beiming finally lost all energy, and passed out for the second time.
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He was in coma, and it wasn't until the middle in the night that he woke up.
As the first reaction after waking up, he habitually touched the pillow, in search of the sword that was always next to him.
"If you don't want to be well, just move again. Here drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened her eyes and replaced the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.
After Yang Magician left, Ye Beiming lost his physical strength , and the excessive blood loss caused a high fever. Luckily, he had Yun Sheng to dissipate the heat in a timely manner, otherwise he would have died because of the heat in his brain.
"What the hell is that? I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a hint of sweetness, and he turned away in dislike.
But the next moment, his tall nose was pinched by a pair of soft little hands, and the sturdy bowl edge hit his teeth impolitely. Yun Sheng pinched Ye Beiming's nose, and forced him to drink a large bowl of brown sugar water. All the sugar water was poured in.
"Little wildcat, you dare to force medicine on me? Don't you know who I am!" Ye Beiming, like frowning little wolf, grabbed Yun Sheng's collar and was about to attack.
"I'm saving your life. I don't care what dirty trade you have with that magician. I, Yun Sheng, have never let a patient of mine die. If you want to see your mother again. The next few days you eat what I give you!" Yun Sheng didn't even panic, his mouth dropped open, upon hearing that crisp and sweet voice.
After she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand stopped. He said, " How do you know my mother, I..."
"You talked nonsense when you had a high fever, shouted for your mother for several hours, and pulled me to hold my hand. You have it better than me, because my mother, died very early, " Yun Sheng said with a unconscious pout.
There was silence in the room, and a suspicious look appeared on Ye Beiming's face.
He softly said: " Sorry."
"Rest assured, everything you said last night was nonsense, all I heard was nonsense, and I wouldn't say a word to others," Yun Sheng understood, that the ones knowing too much would be short-lived.
She inspected Ye Beiming's wound and determined that it had started to heal, and before dawn broke, she sneaked back home.
After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed thinking.
He removed a delicate ring from his body, which was a storage ring.
In the ring were several Soulstones, one of which was exactly a two-hundred-years-old demon beast Soulstone.
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