[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 62

Chapter 62: Vortex of Hot Breath

“So, Sect Leader Qi Qing still harbors unresolved resentment towards your master,” Dugu Yuan’an said.

Xue Mu paced slowly in the room. Hearing Dugu Yuan’an’s words, she said loudly, “She harbors unresolved resentment towards my master, and my master also admitted in her suicide note that she was treacherous. Presumably, she betrayed the ‘trust’ of the previous Sect Leader and abandoned the ‘righteousness’ with Sect Leader Qi Qing. She said she wanted our Xue Manor to offer up my master’s head to Blue Wind Mountain. Hmph, I won’t do that!”

Dugu Yuan’an reached out to her. “Mu’er, come here.”

Xue Mu walked over and grabbed her fingers. “Yuan’er, I won’t scold those Taoists.”

Dugu Yuan’an examined Xue Mu’s face and said to her, “You’d better rest well. You’ve been too tired these days. Moreover, the Gu worm in your heart needs to be taken out. Did your master say she would take out the Gu worm for you?”

“Yes, but my master is dead now. Who can help me take out the Gu worm?” Xue Mu said gloomily.

Dugu Yuan’an pondered, “I’ll go ask my Little Aunt to see if there’s a way.”

Xue Mu sighed. “Your Little Aunt is now anxious about Mu Ruo’s departure. How would she pay attention to you?”

She wasn’t wrong. Ever since Mu Ruo left Hanfeng Town that rainy night, Madam Dugu flew into a huge rage after hearing Dugu Yuan’an and Xue Mu’s retelling. Then she took people and horses to chase after her outside Hanfeng Town. But Mu Ruo had already left, and they didn’t know which direction she went—east, west, south, or north. How could they find her immediately?

Xue Mu then let Dugu Yuan’an stay in the Xue Manor, afraid that Madam Dugu would vent her anger on Dugu Yuan’an. Dugu Yuan’an told her in detail about the “Bright Light Generation” and “Hidden Darkness Generation” of the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain, and even more detailedly about how noble and orthodox Mu Ruo’s identity was. If she had to choose between Mu Ruo and her, Madam Dugu would choose the former without hesitation.

Xue Mu could understand this seemingly absurd but actually heavy ancestral instruction of the Yu Clan of Jin Mountain. No matter how Madam Dugu chose, she had her own reasons. In short, she raised Dugu Yuan’an and Mu Ruo alone until they grew up, and also had to take care of her own children, constantly guarding against external enemies. It was very hard. Hero Dugu was also a kind person, willing to damage his own reputation rather than let the surviving orphans of the Yu Clan suffer accidents again.

Mu Ruo’s departure indeed made the entire Dugu Manor restless.

Thinking of Mu Ruo these days, Xue Mu would regret talking too much with her. She shouldn’t have tried to defend her master in front of Mu Ruo, even if it was just a guess.

She also thought of Xue Wuluo. She stopped Mu Ruo with other Guardian Stars back then, but her kung fu was naturally inferior to Mu Ruo’s, watching helplessly as she left. Xue Chang told her that Xue Wuluo hadn’t slept well these days, often running out late at night to look for someone. But Mu Ruo had long run far away. If Madam Dugu couldn’t find her, how could she? So her mood was even lower, the whole person slumped, doing things distractedly.

Although Dugu Yuan’an was also worried that something might happen to Mu Ruo after leaving, she couldn’t walk, so how could she follow Madam Dugu out of Hanfeng Town to look for someone? Staying in the Xue Manor could still be useful, such as comforting Xue Mu, helping calculate accounts for the Xue Star Tower, and driving internal energy to impact the eighth level of Soul Cold internal martial arts.

Seeing Xue Mu’s face full of indignation, Dugu Yuan’an said, “Mu’er, didn’t you say you wanted to learn the Soul Cold Palm?”

Xue Mu was stunned, then said puzzledly, “I don’t seem to be able to learn it yet.”

“You can’t learn it now, but you can see our Yu Clan’s Soul Cold Palm.” Dugu Yuan’an smiled slightly, intending to divert her attention.

Xue Mu was overjoyed. “Great! I saw you and Mu Ruo both used palm strikes when fighting. You should have used the Soul Cold Palm, right?”

Dugu Yuan’an pinched her finger joints and said gently, “Yes, we both used the Soul Cold Palm. It’s just that you couldn’t recognize what those moves were. I can tell you one by one.”

“Then I want to know what palm moves you and Mu Ruo used to blast each other.” Xue Mu grinned. “You don’t have to tell me all of them.”

Looking at her handsome face, Dugu Yuan’an demonstrated the palm moves used at that time again.

“The palm move I used was the second form of the Soul Cold Seven Palms—’Condensing Frost Breaking Waves.’ Cold air splashes like monstrous white waves hitting the reef, forming a vast white mist. When the internal force in the palm condenses and is expelled, it also forms a thick white cold mist with deep chill.” Xue Mu watched her push out both palms and nodded thoughtfully. “Then which form was Mu Ruo’s palm?”

Dugu Yuan’an’s eyes flashed. When she used the palm Mu Ruo used, she didn’t use internal energy.

“That palm was the last form of the Soul Cold Seven Palms—’Absolute Cold Shattering Shadow.’ When striking, the internal force expelled from the palm forms countless virtual shadows. Seeing this palm, the opponent finds it hard to distinguish reality from illusion. But once the body and skin touch the virtual shadow, the cold air will immediately invade the major acupoints around the meridians, dispersing all internal energy. The internal organs will freeze rapidly, and the blood will cool down. If not treated in time, death is certain.”

Speaking up to here, she smiled bitterly. “I have practiced this palm move countless times, but I can never condense internal energy in my palm to strike with truly powerful force. You are right. If Mu Ruo really attacked me, even if you found a Bodhisattva in front of me, I couldn’t be saved.”

Xue Mu was stunned and asked, “Then to use this last form, must the Soul Cold internal martial art reach level ten or above? Otherwise, how can one use this ultimate move?”

Dugu Yuan’an nodded. “Correct. To truly master this palm, internal energy must be deep, otherwise one will only suffer backlash.”

Xue Mu thought, if Yuan’er’s knees hadn’t been destroyed, her skill at this moment would definitely not be inferior to Mu Ruo’s.

“Yuan’er, don’t worry. I will definitely study the martial arts insights left by my master carefully. I don’t believe that when dueling with A-Ruo, the two of us combined can’t beat her!”

Dugu Yuan’an laughed involuntarily. “Two fighting one, winning dishonorably. What are you proud of?”

Xue Mu grinned. “Just talking big.”

Dugu Yuan’an withdrew her hand and said seriously, “The day of the full moon is coming soon. Mu’er, practice more quickly.”

Xue Mu said yes repeatedly.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually became louder. After eating some food and washing up, the two lay on the bed reading books in each other’s arms.

Seeing that Xue Mu didn’t show it on the surface but was definitely extremely disappointed inside, Dugu Yuan’an thought of a new way to divert her attention. Her cold fingers under the quilt hooked the belt of Xue Mu’s inner garment, pulled gently, and completely tugged it off.

Xue Mu was startled. “Yuan’er?”

Dugu Yuan’an tied the belt around her own hand and said with a beaming smile, “Madam, within the first month of newlywed bliss, how can we consummate only once?”

Xue Mu was greatly embarrassed. “This…!”

With a flick of Dugu Yuan’an’s finger, all the red candles on the table were extinguished. She kissed Xue Mu’s lips. The hand tied with the belt caressed Xue Mu’s lower back. The hot breath blown out made Xue Mu’s whole body go limp, murmuring, “Yuan’er, Yuan’er…”

Dugu Yuan’an completely blocked her lips, drowning her whimpers in the sound of rain.