Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441: 187. The Divine Calms Souls, Strong Enemies Arrive Together (8.0K Words - Major Chapter, Subscription Requested)

The cave had long been isolated by Song Yan, inside were Po Xu’s Crimson Flowers, the Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array, and the Netherworld Corpse Demon being crafted; outside was a vast Immortal Cave Mansion. The inside and outside were separated by an Illusion Technique Array, so even if someone accidentally entered, they would only think it was a reclusive master living there.

The white-clad female cultivator still had tears on her cheeks, and a streak of bloodstains on her clothes, left by her master when pierced by the Earth Beast.

Song Yan witnessed the woman’s hysteria, her immense grief, but after he used the "Demon Monk’s" power, all her intense emotions were suppressed, replaced by an indescribable heartbeat.

Looking at the young man in front of her, the white-clad female cultivator wanted to throw herself into his arms and sob, slowly telling him about her thoughts and pain, because she felt that this young man was the most perfect man in the world. As long as this man was around, all her wounds would be healed.

But... why did she not know this man?

"Han’e, many thanks to Brother Dao for the rescue..."

"No need for thanks, it was a small effort."

"How shall I address Brother Dao?"

"Just call me Jian Huang."

The two were courteous.

Song Yan added, "Miss Han’e, you are quite exhausted, take a moment to rest."

Han’e bit her lip, glanced at the stone bed, but then walked another way. Though infatuated with the man before her, she still understood basic propriety.

Song Yan said gently, "Go rest on the bed, sleep it off, and everything will pass. Whether pain or fear, people must move on and look forward."

If someone else had said this to her, Han’e would probably not have listened at all, but the words of this man echoed repeatedly in her heart.

"Go ahead, rest on the bed for a quicker recovery."

"Thank you, Brother Jian Huang."

Han’e did not refuse because even the man’s bed had a strong attraction for her.

She took off her boots, lay flat on the bed, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, random thoughts kept arising: Brother Dao saving me from the Earth Beast, he must be a senior master, right? But why does Brother Dao look so captivating? Would Brother Dao also come to the bed, after all, it is his bed, he can come to sleep, right? If Brother Dao comes over, should I pretend to be asleep? If Brother Dao unties my clothes, I... I...

The random thoughts grew more exaggerated, gradually weaving into an expectation she herself did not understand, she even felt a dry mouth and tense toes, the young man in the distance seemed like a mysterious and dangerous flame, and she like a moth.

Just as Han’e was lost in thought, Song Yan raised his hand and pulled the curtain up.

Han’e blushed, feeling as if her thoughts were seen through by the young man, her face getting more flushed as she thought: ’This Brother Dao is truly a gentleman.’

Song Yan shook his head with a smile, then sat cross-legged at the cave entrance, took out a stone platform, animal skin, and carving knife, and slowly began making shadow puppets.

Inside the cave, a pitch-black cold root had somehow climbed to the array, breaking through the ground, lifting its pointed root tip as if peering outside.

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