Xiaofan's Touching Moment

Luo Yunji's demands when it came to cultivation methods were extremely strict, especially methods he had created himself. This was something everyone on Big Bamboo Peak agreed on.

So Zhang Xiaofan was in quite a miserable state. His foot was twisted, his neck was twisted too, and he was currently lying on the ground, panting heavily.

"This is as far as we can go today!" Luo Yunji looked rather regretfully at Zhang Xiaofan, who was lying on the ground in an awkward position.

"S-sorry!" Zhang Xiaofan's face was full of guilt.

It was clearly a cultivation method Azure Clouds had never had before, and his little junior brother had taught only him, yet he had disappointed him.

"There's no way around it, this will have to do. Good thing I didn't give Scarlet Flame back to the big fatty!" Luo Yunji muttered, both depressed and delighted. With a beckon of his right hand, Scarlet Flame shot out from the room.

"Little Junior Brother! I can go back by myself!" Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly shouted, looking worriedly at Scarlet Flame hovering beside him.

"Your foot is twisted. How are you supposed to walk?" As Luo Yunji spoke, he controlled Scarlet Flame and guided it beneath Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ah!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Yunji asked curiously, looking at Zhang Xiaofan, who was baring his teeth in pain on the ground.

"N-nothing!" It was precisely because Zhang Xiaofan knew Luo Yunji was still unpracticed at controlling magic treasures, and usually never practiced either, that even with a twisted foot and a twisted neck, he had insisted on getting back by himself.

After being jabbed several times, Scarlet Flame finally slipped beneath Zhang Xiaofan under Luo Yunji's control. Zhang Xiaofan stiffened his body and did not dare move at all, letting Scarlet Flame lift him up.

"Up we go!" Little fatty Luo Yunji looked at Zhang Xiaofan being carried into the air by Scarlet Flame, nodded in satisfaction, and strode off with a smile.

There was no need to mention all the bumps and knocks along the way. When the two returned to the front mountain, Du Bishu and Lu Daxin wore strange expressions as they watched Zhang Xiaofan float back under Luo Yunji's control of Scarlet Flame.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan baring his teeth in pain, with a lump swollen on his forehead, the two of them, having previously witnessed Luo Yunji's skill at controlling magic treasures, were not surprised at all.

"Senior Brothers!" Zhang Xiaofan greeted them politely.

"Mm-hmm!" Fifth Brother sized Zhang Xiaofan up with both amusement and sympathy.

Sixth Brother, on the other hand, stroked his chin. "Now I finally know why you always insisted on carrying Little Junior Brother back on your back before!"

Sixth Brother's words stirred Lu Daxin's and Zhang Xiaofan's curiosity, but the little fatty did not care at all and continued controlling Scarlet Flame toward his own room.

He felt that along the way, he had gained quite a few insights into object manipulation, and was feeling happy about it.

"So this is what happens when Little Junior Brother sends you back! If it were me, I'd rather tire myself out a little carrying him back too! Better that than ending up with a bruised nose and swollen face!" Sixth Brother looked at Zhang Xiaofan with an expression that said, you're so miserable, full of sympathy. Then he and Fifth Brother burst into gloating "hahaha" laughter together.

On Luo Yunji's side, he had no idea what his two senior brothers, Sixth and Fifth, were laughing about. Without stopping, he controlled Scarlet Flame into the room and carefully "dropped" Zhang Xiaofan onto the bed.

"Seventh Junior Brother! Can you still cook like this?" Sixth Brother asked in some conflict. What he was most worried about was not Zhang Xiaofan's body. Fine, that was part of it too, but the main thing was still "dinner"—delicious food, a blessing for the mouth!

"Sixth Senior Brother! I... I think my neck is twisted!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Sixth Brother apologetically.

"All right, then! I'll make dinner again today!" Sixth Brother sighed, wearing an expression of, I knew it would turn out like this!

After hearing this, Fifth Brother's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not speak. He only looked at Sixth Brother with some disdain.

"Now even Big Yellow won't eat the food Sixth makes! Looks like we're going hungry again today! Sigh!"

"Senior Brother! Don't move for now!" After saying that, the little fatty ran out.

At first, Zhang Xiaofan was still a little curious, but practicing footwork for an entire day consumed a great deal of strength. So before long, he grew so tired that he fell asleep lying on the bed.

Who knew how much time had passed before Zhang Xiaofan was jolted awake by the heat and tingling numbness in his feet.

With some difficulty, he shifted his body and looked over, and saw a scene that would remain in his memory forever after.

The little fatty was sitting on a small stool, his expression serious as he placed Zhang Xiaofan's feet into a wooden basin filled with water. The water temperature was slightly hot, and judging by the color, medicinal herbs had probably been added. It was brownish yellow and gave off faint wisps of fragrant, bitter herbal scent.

His chubby hands were massaging the badly swollen feet soaking in the basin, using a little more force than gentle!

"For that damn monkey! I'm really giving it my all! Once Little Senior Brother gets better, I definitely have to make him soak my feet like this too, make him pay it back! Damn monkey! Just you wait! Stinky monkey! Bad monkey! You actually dared steal my things!" Luo Yunji muttered nonstop, but his hands did not pause as he rubbed and kneaded the feet in the water, hoping they would be better tomorrow, so Zhang Xiaofan could continue practicing the footwork!

"Little Junior Brother!" Zhang Xiaofan sat up in a fluster, looking at the little fatty seated on the small stool as he called out.

"Go back to sleep! I still have to work for a while! Hopefully after one night's sleep, your feet will be better tomorrow!" Whether it was from the steam rising from the basin or from the effort of massaging, a fine layer of sweat had formed on Luo Yunji's forehead. He raised his arm, wiped it with his sleeve, and continued working.

"I... I can do it myself!" Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly pulled his feet back and said, moved.

"How are you supposed to do it yourself? Do you know how to massage? Do you know where to press for it to be effective?" Luo Yunji tugged at the foot in his hands and refused to let go.

At this point, the little fatty's eyes shifted and he said, "Little Senior Brother!"

"Wh-what?" Every time Luo Yunji had some new idea, he wore exactly this expression.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Luo Yunji nervously, afraid this monstrous little junior brother would come up with some earth-shaking idea again, afraid he would not be able to bear it.

"Does this feel good?" Luo Yunji massaged the pair of feet in the basin with great effort while gazing at Zhang Xiaofan with a face full of hope.

Zhang Xiaofan felt it for a moment. It really was very comfortable! It also seemed not to ache and swell as much as before. He nodded.

"I'll teach you!" Luo Yunji smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded out of habit.

It seemed he had never once refused any request Luo Yunji made.

"Wonderful!" Luo Yunji jumped up happily.

Seeing Luo Yunji's happy appearance, Zhang Xiaofan also began to smile along with him.

"This way! I'll be able to enjoy foot soaks too from now on! Wahahaha! It must be so comfortable! Just thinking about it makes me happy!" The little fatty finally showed his fox's tail.

Even so, Zhang Xiaofan still did not feel deceived in the slightest, and continued happily joining Luo Yunji in his delight.

Even if Luo Yunji did not say it, as long as he wanted it, Zhang Xiaofan was willing to do anything for him.