Zhang Ye gulped.
Was he... crying?
Did I do that?
Holy crap!
I actually made the poker-faced Nan cry!
Have I committed some kind of cardinal sin?
Watching Nan’s trembling shoulders and hearing his suppressed sobs, Zhang Ye suddenly felt a pang of guilt. He quickly ran over.
“Um... are you okay?” Zhang Ye asked cautiously.
But Nan didn’t pay him any mind. He just kept his head buried, suppressing his sobs and whimpers to the absolute limit.
Even Zhang Ye could feel that heavy sense of stifled emotion.
Ah, this is...
Zhang Ye pursed his lips.
Am I really being that terrible?
Well, plucking the wool from the same sheep three times in a row was indeed a bit much.
He scratched his helmet. “Mr. Nan? Mr. Nan?”
Nan ignored him entirely.
Zhang Ye sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling like this was going to be difficult to handle.
He thought for a moment, then slowly crouched down beside Nan and gently tapped his shoulder. Nan flinched slightly but offered no further reaction.
Seeing this, Zhang Ye spoke softly. “Look... I’m not here to rob you. I’m here to give you some benefits!”
Nan still wouldn’t look at him.
In Nan’s view, there was no difference between Zhang Ye’s 'robbery' and his 'benefits.'
Zhang Ye didn’t say anything more. With a wave of his hand, five full Soul Essence Lamps were carried over by mana and placed gently in front of Nan.
“Here, I’m here to return the lamps. They’re full of Tier Eight and Tier Nine essences. The points are more than enough to cover what I took.
“Can you stop crying now?”
Hearing this, Nan slowly lifted his head and saw the five glowing Soul Essence Lamps placed before him, along with his original belt.
He was stunned.
Returning the lamps?
This guy is actually being this kind?
Seeing Nan look up, Zhang Ye breathed a small sigh of relief and said gently, “I felt bad about robbing you three times, so I’ll start by apologizing.
“I’m sorry.
“And now I’m going to give you a benefit. As the Chairman, I’ll personally heal your injuries and replenish your mana. So please, don’t cry anymore, okay?”
Nan wiped his eyes forcefully, grabbed the lamps, and stood up. He said coldly, “I wasn’t crying.”
“But I saw you crying...”
“I wasn't.”
“There are still tear tracks on your face...”
“I wasn’t crying!”
Zhang Ye was amused. So he was a tsundere, then.
“Alright, alright. You weren't crying. Let me heal you first.”
“No need!” Nan snapped, turning to leave.
“That won’t do. I’m a man of my word. If I say I’m giving you benefits, I’m giving you benefits. You’re taking them whether you want to or not, otherwise I’ll just bind you again,” Zhang Ye said with a little pout.
Nan ground his teeth in fury.
However, Zhang Ye’s words clearly worked; he stayed where he was.
Seeing this, Zhang Ye hurried to his side. Mana surged, and flames rose from Nan’s body.
Nan was startled at first, but then he realized the flames were incredibly warm and comfortable, causing him to squint his eyes involuntarily.
Phoenix Breath!
Having injected four-fifths of Zhang Ye’s mana into it, the healing effect of the Phoenix Breath was boosted to its limit. Nan’s wounds began to recover at a pace visible to the naked eye.
Afterward, Zhang Ye entered meditation to recover. Once his mana was full, he continued to cast Phoenix Breath.
Phoenix Breath was a Tier Seven spell, while Nan was Tier Nine, so the healing effect was relatively weak. Even with a massive injection of mana, the recovery wasn’t spectacular. However, Zhang Ye was determined to heal Nan completely, so he kept consuming mana, meditating to recover, and healing again.
Gradually, Nan’s injuries were restored to their original state. Zhang Ye had gone through over a dozen cycles of meditation and recovery; that feeling of emptiness from having his mana drained dry was truly uncomfortable.
Zhang Ye felt like this was a real struggle.
After replenishing his mana once more, Zhang Ye placed his hand gently on Nan’s shoulder.
Nan’s body jolted, and he snapped his eyes open, coming back to his senses from that warmth.
He was inwardly surprised. The sensation had been so comfortable that he had actually become immersed in it.
Realizing Zhang Ye’s hand was on his shoulder, his gaze turned cold, and he glared at Zhang Ye. “Don’t touch me!”
Zhang Ye replied, “Don’t move. I’m replenishing your mana, or I’ll have to bind you again.”
Nan felt his anger rising once more.
Just as he was about to lash out, a stream of null-attribute mana, precise to the extreme, was injected directly into Nan’s body.
A sense of comfort instantly welled up, making Nan feel as if every cell in his body was cheering and greedily absorbing the mana.
It was so comfortable that he couldn’t help himself for a moment.
“Ahhh~”
Zhang Ye: “???”
What the heck!
Why can you, a grown man, let out a moan even more enchanting than Lina’s?
There’s something wrong with you!
The moment the moan escaped him, Nan reacted instantly. He bit his lower lip as a deep blush spread across his fair face, even turning his ears red.
He actually... he actually made such a shameful sound?!
What did this guy do to him?!
However, Nan soon discovered that Zhang Ye’s mana didn’t cause him any discomfort. On the contrary, this mana was perfectly compatible with his constitution. After entering his body, the null-attribute mana was automatically converted into lightning-attribute mana, filling his mana source.
His completely depleted mana immediately became more and more abundant.
Moreover, the sensation was truly too comfortable.
Even Nan, who had undergone brutal training and possessed powerful mental fortitude and self-restraint, couldn't help but moan at that moment.
He bit his lower lip hard, his amethyst-like eyes staring at Zhang Ye as he forced himself not to make any more shameful sounds.
He... probably didn’t notice, right?
Nan thought uneasily.
Finally, a moment later, Nan’s mana was full, and Zhang Ye withdrew his hand.
At this moment, both Zhang Ye and Nan breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Ye was relieved because he felt Nan’s hostility and killing intent dissipating; it looked like everything was fine now.
And Nan was relieved because that feeling was truly too intense; he had almost reached his limit.
He was almost soaked...
By sweat, soaking his back!
Zhang Ye didn’t notice Nan’s abnormality and instead smiled. “Are you happy now?”
Nan looked at Zhang Ye and almost wanted to punch him.
Happy?
How could he be happy!
He had consumed his life energy, which meant his cultivation wouldn’t progress at all for the next few months. How could he possibly be—wait?!
Suddenly, Nan’s eyes widened.
He had subconsciously circulated his mana to cultivate, and to his surprise, some of the mana in his mana source was consumed, and his cultivation actually increased by a tiny bit.
Though it was just a minuscule amount, it was a genuine increase!
What was going on?!
Shouldn't it be impossible after consuming life energy... Wait, was it because of that guy’s mana?!
He circulated his mana to cultivate again. The mana in his source decreased further, and his cultivation began to rise—rising without any obstruction!
His heart shook violently. He immediately closed his eyes and performed mana recovery, letting his mana source produce his own mana.
When he tried to cultivate using his own mana, he found there was no increase at all.
It was the same when he tried to absorb mana from the environment.
It was true. That guy’s mana was like natural mana and could be used for cultivation!
But it was also different from other mana. This mana was too pure—so pure that it seemed to have no restrictions at all!
This... this was miraculous!
One person’s mana helping another person cultivate was simply unheard of!
Even the legendary dual cultivation only utilized both parties' constitutions and special mana circulation methods to speed up the process; they still absorbed natural mana from the outside rather than directly cultivating with the mana inside the other person’s body.
Did this mean that for the next few months, he could use this guy’s power to cultivate?
If that were the case, he wouldn’t have to worry about his cultivation falling behind.
At that thought, the way he looked at Zhang Ye changed.
It was like... a phone with one percent battery seeing a fully charged power bank!
Zhang Ye felt a bit creeped out by his gaze and couldn’t help but say, “Hey, the benefits don’t include any gay stuff. Don’t even think about it!”
What did 'gay stuff' mean?
Nan didn’t understand, but he shook his head inwardly.
Indeed, in this situation, he couldn’t bring himself to ask Zhang Ye to help him cultivate.
Besides, this guy had just made him cry...
No, he didn't cry!
He didn't cry, and that was that!
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