"Perhaps the place where the mushroom grew was too embarrassing for Your Excellency to mention."
Li Luo paused.
"This junior thought that using a red cord to pull out the mushroom might work. That way, we could avoid any awkwardness between us."
"Are you sure?" Leng Yaozhu asked.
If it really worked, she wouldn't have to tell Li Luo that the mushroom had grown in such an unmentionable place.
She struggled to her feet and found a length of red cord.
"How should I do it now?" she asked.
"Your Excellency only needs to tie it around the mushroom and knot it tightly. This junior can handle the other end of the cord," Li Luo replied.
"Fine," Leng Yaozhu agreed readily.
This was probably the best way.
She wouldn't have to tell Li Luo, and he wouldn't have to see it.
Leng Yaozhu sat back down on the bed. "I know what to do. You can go outside now."
As she spoke, her face turned faintly red.
She felt shy thinking about what she was about to do.
Li Luo nodded and left the room. He almost closed the half-open door completely, leaving only a narrow gap for the red cord to pass through.
The cord was tied around his hand.
It was very thin.
One end stretched from his hand all the way to Leng Yaozhu's hand inside the room.
Seeing Li Luo step outside and pull the door closed gave Leng Yaozhu a little more sense of security.
She glanced toward the door, making sure it completely blocked the view.
Leng Yaozhu gritted her teeth. "Tie the red cord around it. Start making the knot."
Sweat began to bead on her forehead.
The process brought unbearable pain.
Leng Yaozhu was already a Limit Titled Douluo, but even she couldn't block out the pain.
It reached deep into her soul.
The sweat on her forehead grew to the size of beans,
dripping
onto the bed.
Leng Yaozhu trembled all over, gritting her teeth and enduring it with every ounce of strength she had...
"Is Your Excellency ready?" Li Luo's voice came from outside.
Leng Yaozhu's clothes were completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body and revealing her graceful figure.
"Are you not ready yet?" Li Luo asked again when Leng Yaozhu didn't answer.
Leng Yaozhu forced herself to rally.
"Phew."
At last, she tied the red cord into a tight knot.
"Done," she said weakly.
Li Luo sounded delighted. "Then this junior will begin."
He tugged gently on the cord. Pulling too hard and snapping it would be bad.
But even that gentle tug felt like a matter of life and death to Leng Yaozhu.
Suddenly, the pain throughout her body vanished completely.
The instant Li Luo pulled the cord, the agony disappeared without a trace. She didn't know if it was because he had intervened...
But what made it truly unbearable was that, though the pain had vanished, a new sensation had taken its place...
Leng Yaozhu's eyes rolled back, veins rising on her forehead.
This was what the World of Alms felt like!
"No, I can't!"
Leng Yaozhu cried out desperately. "Li Luo, quick, pull hard!"
"Better to endure a short burst of pain than a long one."
Leng Yaozhu couldn't bear to experience the World of Alms again. She felt deeply that she had betrayed Yun Ming.
Li Luo had no idea what was happening to Leng Yaozhu, but he did as she asked.
"Pull!" Li Luo suddenly yanked hard.
The red cord went taut.
He thought he would snap it at once, but then something unexpected happened...
"Boom!"
Li Luo felt as if someone had clubbed him on the back of the head. The world spun around him. When he came to again,
he found himself somewhere completely unfamiliar,
and he had become a filthy beggar.
The other beggars bullied Li Luo mercilessly, kicking him into filthy water
and spitting in his face.
Li Luo tried to fight back, but found he couldn't seem to control this body at all.
"Where the hell have I been dragged to?" Li Luo thought in shock. "Wasn't I treating Her Excellency Heavenly Phoenix?"
"What the hell is this?"
"I turned into a beggar?"
As he wondered what was going on, the despicable beggars started kicking and punching him. Li Luo shouted in panic,
"Hey, beat me all you want, but don't hit my face!"
But no matter how desperately he yelled, not a sound came out.
He was in so much pain!
The beggars didn't stop.
Just then, Leng Yaozhu radiated holy light and waved her hand, scattering the beggars.
They burst into clouds of blood mist.
Then she sat on top of Li Luo, wiping the spit from his face, the filthy water from his body, and...
Li Luo felt that his life had surpassed even that of the immortals.
Leng Yaozhu treated him with tenderness.
Li Luo became a porter, a swordsman, and a noble young master.
But the one thing that never changed was Leng Yaozhu,
the Leng Yaozhu who radiated holy light.
All the pleasures of that world
continued for who knew how many years and months.
Li Luo gradually sensed that he was beginning to control this body.
He also discovered that a surging force of life had accumulated within him.
Meanwhile, the holy light around Leng Yaozhu was almost gone.
Li Luo had a premonition that he was about to leave this world.
At the Golden Ocean in the Rose Hotel,
Leng Yaozhu lay on the bed, the holy light around her completely gone.
She stretched lazily, the allure of a mature woman wafting from her.
Li Luo pulled up his pants. He didn't know whether Leng Yaozhu would remember anything after he left this world.
If she did, he'd be done for!
"I'm leaving," Li Luo said.
Leng Yaozhu wrapped her arms around his waist. "Where are you going?"
Her voice was soft and coquettish, almost melting Li Luo. With tremendous willpower, he removed her hands.
He said, "Before I came here, I was treating an elder."
"And I've been here for too long."
"She must be getting impatient."
Leng Yaozhu smiled sweetly. "She's the one who's getting impatient here."
Li Luo froze. "What do you mean?"
Leng Yaozhu teased him. "The 'her' you're talking about—isn't it me?"
"Aren't I her?"
As she spoke, Leng Yaozhu slowly slipped off her clothes.
Lace slid down.
"Boom!"
Li Luo felt as if his brain were exploding. He stared blankly at Leng Yaozhu, at the mushroom.
He hadn't expected to see the mushroom again.
Li Luo muttered to himself, "I get it. I have to pull it out with my own hands. Pulling it out by hand is the only way. What the hell was I thinking with that red cord? It's completely useless."
"Even though I used the red cord and planned to remove it indirectly, it doesn't play by the rules at all."
"All I can say is, the Goddess of Life shouldn't be called the Goddess of Life. She should be called the God of Lustful Progeny."
Li Luo was now a hundred percent certain: if he did it, it would happen outside at the same time.
Leng Yaozhu would definitely see
his hand
pulling it out from that place.
In that case,
what the hell was the red cord even for?!
Li Luo wept bitterly. "Do you have to mess with me like this?!"
The one good thing was that after falling into this World of Alms and being given selfless love by Leng Yaozhu countless times,
he had a premonition that his second Soul Skill had already taken shape.
Once he left this World of Alms,
his second Soul Skill would appear.
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