YM778.TV Chapter 60: Massage for mother (Part 1)
"Thank you..."
"But!" Zhang Mei interrupted Xie Qing. She said in a serious tone: "After you finish dealing with your matters, you must visit my sect and allow me to examine your body."
"Hm?"
Xie Qing and Xu Mei simultaneously let out a surprised sound. Zhang Mei, who was holding a communication token in her hand, did not understand their reaction and then corrected herself.
"I meant that you will allow me to look at your spiritual veins and help me understand something about that cultivation technique. What were you thinking?!" Zhang Mei shouted, and her ears turned red.
"Oh, nothing," Xie Qing said nonchalantly, smiling.
"Hmph..."
Xu Mei rolled her eyes and skillfully dodged the blow that Mei Feng made. She did not hear their conversation because of the barrier that Xu Mei had set up to prevent her Master from hearing Xie Qing\'s voice.
Meanwhile, next to Xie Qing, who had given his coordinates, a small crack appeared and began to grow in size, eventually taking the form of a portal. From the portal flew out a spatial ring, which fell directly into Xie Qing\'s palm.
"Here, exactly 40,000 Spiritual Stones. Don\'t forget your promise," Zhang Mei said and ended the call.
"Thank you."
Xie Qing smiled brightly, and the darkness in his heart finally disappeared. Then he thanked Xu Mei.
"Thank you, my love. Now I can help my mother," he said with a gentle smile.
"You\'re welcome. We were once acquaintances, she gave me several rare types of alcohol, so I was kind of in debt," Xu Mei said and laughed: "Bring her to the sect. She can live with us."
"Alright."
After saying goodbye, Xu Mei was busy training, and Xie Qing was eager to buy this ointment. Entering the store, he clicked on the [Buy] button, and the spatial ring in his pocket flew out, and the Spiritual Stones inside began to appear and disappear, being pulled into the system window.
After the Spiritual Stones disappeared, a 0.5ml bottle fell into Xie Qing\'s hand. Inside was a dark red ointment with a spicy and rose aroma. A peculiar smell.
However, he did not care about this. Quickly leaving the room, Xie Qing tried to find Yu Yang, but she had disappeared somewhere.
He waited for two hours until his mother woke up. He entered her room.
"Mom, how are you feeling?" Xie Qing asked.
"Hm? Is that you, Qing\'er?" Xie Meiling said with a gentle smile and then sighed: "Feeling tired. My Qi is exhausted, and the Golden Core is covered in cracks. I might never be able to restore my cultivation,"
"..."
Xie Qing fell silent. This was a serious problem, as the disappearance of cultivation could lead to a series of problems. The cultivator\'s health could be at risk and even death, and in the future, they would never be able to cultivate again.
This was a curse for a cultivator. To become a cripple without the ability to cultivate in a world where danger was everywhere was almost a death sentence. Many took their own lives, just to avoid living through this nightmare.
After a brief silence, Xie Qing took out the ointment. He decided not to wait for Yu Yang and apply the ointment himself.
"Mom, I found something that might help you," he said, opening the bottle lid: "This is a healing ointment. It can deal with wounds."
"Thank you, my dear. But... I don\'t think it will help," Xie Meiling said with a bitter smile, gently stroking the young man\'s hand: "I know you\'re worried about me, but don\'t think too much. Even if I die, my soul will be at peace, that-".
"You won\'t die," Xie Qing said sternly, interrupting Xie Meiling\'s speech. He looked a little angry: "Mom, as long as I\'m with you, you won\'t die."
"..."
Xie Meiling fell silent and turned away. She felt a strange shiver when Xie Qing spoke to her in that tone. Although she was a little offended.
"Hmph, have you grown up so much that you no longer respect your mother?" Xie Meiling said with puffed cheeks.
"N-no, of course, I respect you," Xie Qing exclaimed in surprise, but seeing the smile on the woman\'s face, he shook his head: "Don\'t tease me like that, please."
"Hehehe... but I will tease you!"
Xie Meiling laughed happily, and her wrinkles smoothed out a little. Xie Qing silently watched her and could see that she was trying to change the subject. It was clear that Xie Meiling did not believe much in the effectiveness of the ointment.
However, he did not want to give up.
"Mom, let me try. I\'m sure it won\'t get worse," Xie Qing said, gently stroking Xie Meiling\'s palm.
"Sigh... alright," Xie Meiling replied and rolled her eyes: "What can I do?"
"Nothing. I will help you lie on your stomach, and then I will start applying the ointment to the wounds," Xie Qing said, warning his mother, turned her over, and laid her on her stomach.
Then he began to undress her top. Soon, a bareback appeared, on which there were countless small and large scars. Xie Qing\'s heart was bleeding.
"These bastards..."
There was not a single unharmed spot on Xie Meiling\'s body. He could not help but clench his teeth, and his teeth grinding distracted the woman, who was a little embarrassed.
She sighed heavily, realizing that because of her uselessness, too much pressure had fallen on her beloved son. Although, to some extent, her situation was because of Xie Qing, she would never blame him for this.
On the contrary, she believed that his birth was the only thing she could be proud of. For a devoted woman, at this moment, only he was the light that kept her life\'s lantern burning.
Soon, Xie Qing, following the instructions that appeared in his head after buying it, lightly touched the ointment and then began to slowly rub it into the scars.
"Aah?!"
Xie Meiling let out a strange moan and immediately closed her lips. Her cheeks turned red. She had already expected that Xie Qing would tease her, but he worked seriously to heal her wounds.
"..."
Xie Meiling\'s heart was filled with love and warmth, and her eyes reflected tenderness and care. It was clear that Xie Qing treated this matter as if his life depended on it. His fingers pressed into the scars, applying the ointment, and his forehead was sweating.
"A strange feeling," Xie Meiling thought, feeling heat all over her body.
Meanwhile, Xie Qing wiped away the sweat, having taken care of all the small scars. The ointment was too powerful, and even a small drop could heal fatal wounds, not to mention these were only superficial scars.
Then he applied another thin layer of ointment and began to slowly take care of the larger scars.
Xie Meiling clenched her teeth, feeling the heat increasing. She was already finding it difficult to suppress her moans, and her face turned red with shame.
"He\'s just healing me, but I have such strange feelings... damn, damn! How can I think about this?!" Xie Meiling thought dejectedly, rolling her eyes from the strong flow of pleasure caused by the rapid healing of her wounds along with Xie Qing\'s massage: "Aah... ugh!"
To her great fortune, Xie Qing was so focused that he did not hear her moans. He had to use his Qi to increase the effect and distribute the ointment correctly so that all the scars and wounds would heal as soon as possible.
Thanks to this, the ointment penetrated the scars, healed them, and then entered the body through the skin, entering the bloodstream and stimulating natural regeneration, which was enhanced by the ointment.
Since there was a phoenix in the name, Xie Qing expected that something good would come of this. And so it did.
After twenty minutes of hard work, he tore his hands away from Xie Meiling\'s back, causing the woman to let out a strange cry. He wiped the sweat that was flowing from his forehead and then looked at Xie Meiling\'s back, feeling pride.
"Not a single scar," Xie Qing thought, smiling brightly.
In front of him was Xie Meiling\'s neat and tender back, which was devoid of any scars. The skin was light and looked healthy.
"How are you feeling, Mom? Do you feel any changes?"
"..."
"Mom?"
Xie Qing raised his brow and leaned to the right to look at the woman and was surprised to find that she was biting into the pillow, and her face was red.
"The effect of the ointment, I suppose. Her body is currently undergoing healing, and the old blood is being replaced by new and strong blood. So I think it\'s normal that she\'s a little hot."
Xie Meiling\'s blood before the treatment was frail, with traces of poison. They were the main cause of her weakness. When the Qi can no longer absorb the poison, it passes into the blood. This was a deadly trap.
However, the ointment caused a strong reaction, and now the old blood was being absorbed by the new blood, which contained healing power. This would help her body restore its former strength, possibly even restore the Golden Core.
The young man waited a little while for Xie Meiling to come to her senses, and then began to apply the ointment to her arm.
"Aah..."
"Uugh..."
"Aahn~!"
Xie Meiling made quite lustful sounds, feeling her body burning from a strange arousal. She breathed heavily.
But at the same time, the woman felt how the poison began to leave her body from all her openings. Even from the skin, dark green drops came out. And when I say from all the openings...
It means even one very sensitive place.
"U-u-uh..."
Xie Meiling almost cried from shame, feeling how liquid flowed from her divine cave. This was a poison that harmed her vagina, making her feel as if she was being burned from the inside.
It was painful, but the woman endured. She felt how her old blood and poison left her body, and instead of the usual weakness, some energy appeared.
She sighed in relief. Before, she could barely walk and resembled an invalid, but now she had enough energy to take a few steps. This was already a good result.
Meanwhile, Xie Qing finished rubbing her arms, healing the scars. He also saw how the old blood and poison came out of her body, and he rejoiced.
"30,000 Spiritual Stones didn\'t go to waste!" he thought with a bright smile.
He was about to turn Xie Meiling\'s body over to continue applying the ointment, but she stopped him.
"S-stop... let\'s continue a little later, o-okay? I don\'t feel very well," she said, and her voice trembled. Xie Qing noticed the shame on her face and tilted his head to the side, not quite understanding, but still nodded.
Only then could Xie Meiling breathe a sigh of relief. She did not want to show her pitiful state to her son, and he was still a man. How could she, as a woman, show her naked body?
After a few minutes, Yu Yang, who had finished shopping, entered the room. Sensing the stench in the room, she was very surprised.
"...What happened here?"
"Yu Yang, you\'re back," Xie Qing nodded and said, and then explained: "With the help of acquaintances, I bought some ointment that will help my mother recover. There is an effect already, I have removed the scars and extracted some of the poison from her blood. Six more sessions will be needed, each divided by the days of the week, and she can be said to be cured."
"Hm?"
The chief maid looked puzzled at Xie Qing, and then her eyes lit up with hope. She ran up to him and hugged him tightly – the previous strict expression on her face gave way to joy, and her eyes filled with tears.
"Th-thank you, young master... you are a miracle sent by Heaven..." Yu Yang said, sobbing.
"Uh..."
Xie Qing smiled awkwardly, gently squeezing Yu Yang\'s plump body in his arms. He stroked her slender back, withstanding his mother\'s burning gaze directed at his back.
However, Xie Meiling soon smiled too, but she did not decide to get up from her place, feeling how her younger sister burned with pain.
Soon, Xie Qing was kicked out of the room, and he wanted to go out to freshen up. As soon as he closed the door, he coughed.
"Kha-khak... ugh..."
He covered his mouth with his hand and coughed, removing his hand, on which there were traces of blood. Healing the poison was not easy – it had a strange consistency, and most of the poison had seeped into his body.
Although it could not harm him, most likely, due to his special physique, it still brought suffering.
Compared to Xie Meiling, he just needed to take a shower and meditate to get rid of the poison.
"What an unpleasant poison..." he thought, wiping the blood from his hand.