Chapter 185 Helping Yelena Out The old friar, however, kept Emrys in suspense, stating that it was a secret. He assured Emrys that everything would naturally become clear later on.
As for the more profound questions, the old friar merely responded with a smile and no answer. He simply said that when the time was right, everything would naturally be revealed. This left Emrys extremely frustrated, to the point where he burned several of the old friarâs treasured Jetroinian painting albums that very day. The consequence of his actions was a severe beating.
After explaining the basic situation of the cultivator, Yelena blinked her enticing, narrow eyes that resembled a foxâs, and asked, âSo, what realm are you in now, Rys?â
After giving it some serious thought, Emrys suddenly let out a mischievous chuckle and said, âTake a guess!â
âHmph! Donât want to talk, huh? I donât even care to know!â â
Yelena turned her head, her face full of frustration. Seeing her expression, Emrys finally experienced the amusement his old friar used to feel.
After a moment, Emrys suddenly said, âGet on the bed, Lena. Iâll assist you in your cultivation!â
Sure enough, Yelena no longer looked gloomy. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she asked, âYou can even assist in cultivation?â
âOf course, itâs possible. Your life energy and mine share the same origin. As long as I place my palm on you and circulate my life energy, it can resonate with yours. Rest assured, I will control the strength of the life energy. Your meridians are still too weak to withstand a strong flow of life energy,â Emrys said, candidly sharing with Yelena the secret that their vital energies originated from the same source.
After all, Yelena was a novice in cultivation, so she had no idea what that statement truly meant.
so Of course, Emrys would no longer arbitrarily manipulate the life energy within Yelenaâs b*dy.
This was because Yelena was currently in the foundational stage, where every strand of life energy was of utmost importance to her.
When her cultivation had been elevated to a stage where she could instantly condense life energy, if Emrys truly needed to utilize the life/energy within Yelenaâs b*dy, the impact on Yelena wouldnât be significant. This was because she would be able to replenish her life energy quickly.
âAll right, all right. Hurry up and assist me with my cultivation practice, you jerk.â
As expected, Yelena didnât overthink it. The moment she heard he could aid in her cultivation, she immediately clambered onto the bed without any hesitation.
Emrysâ face turned gloomy as he said, âSince youâve taken me as your mentor, you must call me âMr.
Lundâ from now on, and youâre not allowed to call me a jerk anymore.â
This is all Issaâs fault! It was one thing to ruin my image, but to actually give me such an illâsuited nickname is truly excessive!
Chapter 185 Helping Yelena Out âGot it, you jerk! Iâm not the type to be unreasonable. Since youâve asked me not to call you a jerk, I wonât call you that again. By the way, what was it that you wanted me to call you?â she said.
âHehe⦠You can call me whatever you like, as long as it makes you happy, Lena.â
âArenât you a sensible person?â
Only then did Yelena retract her small fist that she had extended toward Emrys, and she sat cross-
legged on the bed. In the process, she tore a few holes in her black stockings, revealing sections of her fair, slender legs.
Seeing her still tearing, Emrys finally couldnât help but ask, âLena, itâs just training. Why are you tearing your stockings?â
âMind your own business! I just feel like tearing it apart! Now, enough with the nonsense! Hurry up!â
With a sigh, Emrys sat crossâlegged behind Yelena. His palm gently rested on the cool, smooth skin of her back, exposed by her spaghetti strap top.
âHuh? Thereâs a white rope here obstructing my hand, which will interfere with your cultivation.â
As Emrys grabbed the rope and gave it a tug, he heard a rustling sound from ahead. The strap of Yelenaâs spaghetti strap top had noticeably shifted forward a bit.
Half an hour later, Yelena was drenched in sweat.
Her camisole had long been soaked through. This was due to the warmth that Emrysâ palm had been transmitting to her, little by little.
It felt as though every pore in her b*dy had opened up.
âMmmâ¦â
When Emrysâ hand slid away from the back of Yelena, she couldnât help but let out a soft moan. She was extremely reluctant to stop it, so much so that when she turned around, her gaze toward Emrys was filled with a deep sense of longingness.
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