Massage Therapy

Chen Jie looked at her pale face and said, "I have a way to treat your incomplete soul. Would you like to try it?"

Wang Dong suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock. Panic and a sliver of hope churned at the bottom of her heart, and without the slightest hesitation, she nodded heavily. "I'm willing."

With a serious expression, Chen Jie explained, "I've mastered a special medicinal concoction paired with an exclusive conditioning technique that can slowly repair your damaged soul. It's just that this process can't be rushed; it requires long-term, persistent conditioning to mend the soul's cracks bit by bit and root out the hidden danger. As for the rare primary medicinal herbs that could instantly cure your incomplete soul, I haven't found them yet."

Hearing this, Wang Dong felt the fear in her heart settle slightly. As long as there was a way to repair it, she didn't care if the process was long. She looked at Chen Jie with an exceptionally earnest gaze filled with complete trust, and nodded emphatically. "I'm not afraid of it taking time, as long as it can be cured. I can cooperate with you on long-term conditioning."

Chen Jie nodded slightly and said with a straight face, "Then let's begin our first conditioning session right now."

As his voice fell, he looked at the bewildered Wang Dong and said, "Take off your clothes."

At those words, Wang Dong instantly froze in place. Her little face flushed red all at once, and she widened her eyes in utter shyness, stammering as she retorted, "Take... take off my clothes?"

Chen Jie's expression remained calm, his tone businesslike and natural. "How can I massage you without taking off your clothes? This set of soul-conditioning techniques requires skin-to-skin contact, allowing the medicine and Soul Power to seep into the body through acupoints. It's completely impossible to achieve any repairing effect through clothing."

The tips of Wang Dong's ears burned red enough to bleed, her entire face piping hot. She bit her lower lip tightly in shyness, feeling both embarrassed and apprehensive inside. But the moment she thought of her soul and life, she mustered up her courage, turned slightly, and awkwardly stripped off her outer garments.

The young girl's slender, beautiful spine was completely exposed. Her snow-white skin was delicate and smooth, the texture entirely free of even a trace of a flaw. She was still wearing a pink undergarment, the soft fabric hugging her exquisite figure in just the right size, its edges trimmed with delicate, dainty lace.

Chen Jie's gaze landed on her fair, slender back. His sight paused slightly, a look of rather disgusted disdain appearing on his face as he spoke in a teasing tone, "I didn't expect you to wear something like this, Wang Dong..."

Wang Dong froze all over, her cheeks instantly burning even more fiercely. In a panic, she instinctively wanted to raise a hand to cover herself, but she was constrained by the fact that the conditioning was about to take place...

Both embarrassed and annoyed, Wang Dong bit her lip hard, glared at him, and said in a distressed tone, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and treat me."

Seeing that she was flustered, Chen Jie stopped bantering.

He took out that bottle of specially made medicine-this was precisely the one he had used when treating Jiang's Mother last time. It was only because Jiang's Mother's body couldn't absorb that much that he hadn't been able to use up all the medicine, leaving the remainder for this moment.

He poured a small amount into his palm and slowly stimulated his Soul Power, causing a faint microscopic glow to appear on his palm.

He raised his hand, pressing his palm gently against Wang Dong's smooth back.

The warm medicine mixed with Soul Power seeped in along her skin, transmitting a warm-as-toast sensation.

Wang Dong's body shuddered violently, and she instinctively tensed her spine. Her cheeks remained burning hot, and her breathing inevitably grew somewhat rapid.

Chen Jie's palm pressed against the acupoints on her back, slowly kneading and massaging with a special technique. Soul Power continuously passed through the acupoints, slowly seeping toward the cracks in her soul. Following her meridians, his palm slid slowly downward, moving to touch the region of her inner thighs.

Wang Dong stiffened all over, every hair on her body standing on end. A sense of shame rushed over her instantly, her fingertips gripping the bedding beneath her so hard her knuckles turned white, wanting to dodge yet not daring to move rashly.

That warm sensation traced all the way down her skin, the medicine carrying a faint hint of Soul Power as it slowly wandered across her skin. A fine tremor wracked her entire body, her cheeks turning so red they were fit to bleed, and her breathing became chaotic. She could only keep her head lowered desperately, not daring to look back at the Chen Jie behind her.

Chen Jie's palm stopped at the acupoint near her inner thigh, his fingertips pressing with moderate pressure as Soul Power continued to flow into her body. His tone remained calm, betraying not the slightest hint of emotion: "I'll make it clear to you: if you want to thoroughly cure your incomplete soul, all the meridians in your entire body must be unblocked. I have to touch every single part of your body-not a single place can be avoided. If you can't accept this, it's still not too late to back out now."

Wang Dong's shoulders trembled slightly, her heart hammering wildly as extreme shyness washed over her entire body. Yet the moment she thought of the danger she would face if she couldn't be completely cured before turning twenty-five, she ultimately bit her softened lip, suppressed all her embarrassment, and shook her head gently in a voice no louder than a mosquito's. "I won't back out... Go ahead. This feeling... is very comfortable."

As his palm continued to probe downward, his fingertips brushing against that delicate patch of skin, Chen Jie's movements paused slightly, and he said on purpose, "I didn't expect you to actually be a..."

His voice cut off abruptly, and he deliberately left the sentence unfinished. Wang Dong shuddered violently all over, curling in on herself as the sense of shame almost completely overwhelmed her, making even her breathing intermittent and ragged.

Oh~ ho ho ho~

Two hours later, the conditioning finally came to an end.

Wang Dong lay sprawled facedown on the bed, her chest heaving irregularly as she took large, ragged breaths. The process of unblocking her meridians just now had left her both physically and mentally exhausted, yet her mind repeatedly replayed the sensation of Chen Jie's palms touching her, a series of irrepressible feelings welling up from the bottom of her heart.

She turned onto her side slightly, the tips of her ears flushed red. With a voice carrying a faint, trembling lilt, she spoke in a small whisper, "Can we do it again? I feel like my soul is warm right now, and that tearing pain has vanished. At least for the next three months, it won't flare up again."

Chen Jie shook his head, refusing in a flat tone, "No, that's it for today. Soul conditioning shouldn't be done too frequently; rashly continuing will damage your foundation."

He calculated inwardly that with a brat like Wang Dong, he had to keep her hanging and couldn't spoil her, otherwise she would push her luck and demand an inch after taking a yard. More crucially, if they had frequent private treatment sessions and contact, in the event that Xiao Wu discovered them, both of them would be utterly finished.

Hearing this, Wang Dong froze slightly, a trace of disappointment flashing across the depths of her eyes. The flush on the tips of her ears had yet to fade as she bit her lip with some reluctance.

Chen Jie tidied up the medicine bottles at his side and raised his eyes to look at her. "I need to go out for a trip to acquire a Soul Ring. We'll conduct the next conditioning session in two and a half months."

Wang Dong raised her head abruptly, her face full of astonishment. "So long? Then what should I do if I miss you?"

With a solemn expression, Chen Jie gave a soft injunction, "Be a good girl and wait."

As his voice fell, Chen Jie didn't stay to chat further, turning directly to leave the room.

The room instantly grew quiet, leaving only Wang Dong lying alone on the bed. She closed her eyes listlessly, feeling empty inside. With a grievance-stricken expression, she looked like a little bride who had been left behind all alone and miserably abandoned, her heart utterly filled with reluctance to part and lingering yearning.