Holding the exquisite body that was enough to drive countless strong individuals in the entire Gama Empire mad, Mo Yuhan dared not harbor any impure thoughts.
He quickly turned around, stepped on the rocks beneath the water, and exited the cold pond, rapidly returning towards the direction of the cave.
Inside the cave, the moonlight stone's glow remained cool and soft, illuminating the cave walls with shifting shadows.
Mo Yuhan carefully laid Yun Yun flat on his simple 'bed' which was covered with thick animal furs and dry moss.
The cold pond water continuously flowed down her soaking plain white robe, quickly spreading a dark water stain on the animal fur.
She lay quietly, her features picturesque, her skin like ice and bones like jade; her unconscious face, stripped of its usual grace and dignity, appeared exceptionally soft and fragile.
Her long eyelashes covered her eyelids like butterfly wings, casting faint shadows on her pale cheeks.
However, her slightly furrowed brows, the trace of striking blood remaining at the corner of her lips, and the lingering pain between her eyebrows clearly indicated the severity of her injuries.
Most shocking was the area below her jade-like neck, specifically her left chest, covered by her plain white clothing.
Large patches of dark red were rapidly spreading, completely saturating that part of her clothing into a chilling dark red.
The scent of blood, mixed with her unique, faint body fragrance like an empty valley orchid, permeated the cool cave, creating a strange and dangerous atmosphere.
He could not wait any longer.
Mo Yuhan took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the unusual stirring in his heart caused by the close proximity to this peerless beauty, as well as the natural shyness of a young man.
He reached out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly from nervousness and the coolness inside the cave, and gently touched the frog button on Yun Yun's bodice.
The frog button was made of fine jade, cold to the touch.
He carefully unfastened the first one, then the second...
His movements were as gentle as if he were touching a rare treasure, afraid of startling her awake or worsening her injuries.
As the frog buttons were unfastened one by one, the plain white clothing slipped to both sides, revealing a section of warm, jade-like, snow-white skin and delicate collarbones beneath.
Her skin was flawlessly smooth, like the finest mutton-fat white jade, gleaming with a soft, alluring luster under the cool light of the moonlight stone.
As her clothing slipped to her shoulders, more of her snow-white skin was exposed to the cool air; her rounded shoulders had graceful, beautiful lines, exuding a silent allure.
However, this breathtakingly beautiful sight was mercilessly ruined by what lay beneath and the hideous wound.
A metal inner armor, emitting a faint light blue halo, clung tightly to Yun Yun's graceful body.
It was the Sea Heart Armor, made from a unique metal found within the belly of a sixth-tier sea magical beast, the Three-Tailed Blue Whale.
Its surface resembled flowing water, rippling with deep blue currents, clearly indicating it was no ordinary item.
Its defensive power should have been astonishing, yet at this moment, on this precious inner armor, slightly above the heart on the left chest, were five terrifying claw marks, deep enough to expose bone.
The claw marks had torn through the iridescent surface of the armor, and the metal edges showed a twisted state, as if melted by high temperature and then forcibly ripped apart.
Trickles of fresh blood continuously seeped from the gaps in the claw marks, staining a small patch of snow-white skin beneath the inner armor.
The shape of the claw marks, hideous and massive, was precisely the imprint of the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King.
Although the Sea Heart Armor had protected her vital heart from being pierced, the terrifying impact force and the contained Purple Flame Seal power had clearly penetrated the inner armor, severely injuring her internal organs and meridians.
Mo Yuhan's gaze lingered on the five claw marks for a moment, his eyes deepening with solemnity.
He extended a finger and gently touched a shallower part of a claw mark on the edge of the inner armor.
His fingertip felt the coldness of the metal and a strange energy fluctuation, but more so, he felt the astonishing elasticity and softness of the skin beneath the armor.
To treat the wound, he had to remove this inner armor.
He composed himself, carefully reaching his hands behind Yun Yun, fumbling for the clasp of the Sea Heart Armor.
As his hands touched the cold metal clasp, his fingertips inevitably brushed against the smooth, delicate skin of her back beneath the inner armor.
The touch was warm and smooth as jade, like satin, with a breathtaking elasticity, as if possessing magic, causing Mo Yuhan's heart to skip a beat and his breathing to quicken slightly.
With a soft 'click,' the clasp unfastened.
Mo Yuhan held his breath, his hands extremely gently supporting Yun Yun's shoulders, allowing her to turn slightly to the side.
Then, he carefully and slowly removed the heavy and precious Sea Heart Armor from her body.
As the inner armor was peeled away, losing its restraint, that pair of perfectly high, full breasts, which had been tightly bound and suppressed by the inner armor, instantly became like jade rabbits breaking free of their constraints.
With astonishing elasticity and full curves, they trembled slightly, completely exposed to the cool air.
The sight before him instantly left Mo Yuhan's mind blank, his breathing completely halted.
Stripped of the double concealment of the inner armor and clothing, Yun Yun's upper body was almost entirely bare.
The moonlight stone's glow, like the gentlest spotlight, poured unreservedly onto that sacred, snow-white expanse that no one had ever seen.
Her skin, whiter than frost and snow, was so fine that not even the tiniest pores were visible, smooth as the finest porcelain, yet possessing the unique warmth and elasticity of life.
Her peaks rose and fell, full and rounded like meticulously sculpted works of art, outlining the most perfect curves in the world.
The budding tips, like cherry blossoms just opening, in the cool air, due to the pain and coldness of her body, were slightly erect, exuding a youthful yet fatal allure.
The deep cleavage was like a bottomless abyss, drawing all attention to sink into it.
However, this ultimate beauty, enough to make any man's blood surge and mind lose control, was utterly ruined by the five terrifying, bone-deep claw marks on her upper left chest.
The claw marks diagonally cut across the edge of that full, snowy mound, tearing the crystal-clear skin beneath.
The flesh was rolled back, exposing deep red muscle, and along the edges, there were still faint charred traces from the Purple Flame's burning.
Blood continuously seeped from the terrible wound, slowly flowing along that breathtakingly snow-white curve, like cruel bloodstains carved onto flawless jade.
The intense pain made Yun Yun, even in her unconscious state, let out an extremely faint yet heart-wrenching groan of agony.
Her delicate brows furrowed even tighter, and her long eyelashes trembled violently a few times, as if she were enduring immense suffering.
Her snow-white skin, under the influence of severe pain and blood loss, began to develop a sickly, alluring pink hue, like peach blossoms just blooming in March, spreading from her delicate collarbones all the way to her flat lower abdomen.
Her delicate body also began to tremble slightly unconsciously, causing her perfect breasts to gently rise and fall, creating breathtaking waves in the cool light.
With each tremor, more blood seeped from the wound
Mo Yuhan suddenly closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, trying to suppress the breathtakingly beautiful scene before him and the instinctive heat in his body.
He was still just a nine-year-old child; although his mind was far beyond his peers, facing the ultimate temptation of this mature female, the impact was still immense.
He forced himself to calm down, silently recited the healing incantations, and fixed his attention firmly on the gruesome wound.
He quickly heated the mountain spring water with flame, then took a few pieces of clean white soft cloth from the side, took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, the panic in them had been replaced by focus.
He picked up a clean soft cloth, soaked it in warm water, and wrung it dry.
Then, he approached Yun Yun's terrifying wound above her left breast with extreme gentleness.
His movements were as light as a feather, as if afraid to cause her pain. The damp, soft cloth carefully wiped away the bloodstains around the wound.
With each wipe, his fingertips inevitably touched the edge of that smooth, jade-like skin, and that ultimate sensation impacted Mo Yuhan's nerves like an electric current again and again.
He could clearly feel the astonishing elasticity and warm vitality of her skin; each touch made his fingertips tremble slightly and his breathing grow heavier.
Yun Yun, in her coma, seemed to feel the external touch and the pain of the wound; her delicate brows furrowed even tighter, and a clearer, more painful moan escaped from deep within her throat: "Mm…"
This sound carried the weakness of severe injury, yet it was like a feather scratching at his heart, full of helplessness and temptation.
Her body trembled more violently, and her almost uncovered chest also heaved dramatically, the pink tips becoming more erect with the slight trembling, blooming proudly in the cool light.
Mo Yuhan's hand suddenly paused, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead; he couldn't tell if it was from tension or something else, but he forcibly stabilized his mind.
He quickened his movements, but still maintained the utmost gentleness.
As the wet cloth brushed over the charred marks on the edge of the wound that had been burned by the Purple Flame, Yun Yun's body suddenly recoiled, letting out another suppressed grunt of pain. The undulation of her snow-white mounds became even greater, almost bumping into Mo Yuhan's wiping hand.
That momentary elastic touch made him retract his hand as if electrocuted, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
With much difficulty, he finally cleaned the bloodstains around the wound, revealing the everted flesh inside and the faintly visible damaged tendons and bones deep within.
The wound was very deep, its edges eroded by the Purple Flame, carrying a strange destructive power that hindered self-healing; medicine had to be applied.
Mo Yuhan picked up a jade box he had previously refined, which contained the healing ointment he had prepared from several precious medicinal ingredients.
The ointment was light green, emitting a cool medicinal fragrance and a faint aura of vitality; it was the best medicine he could offer at the moment. He extended two fingers and carefully scooped out a large chunk of the cool, light green ointment.
Next was the most crucial and agonizing step—applying the medicine.
His fingers, covered in ointment, hovered over the gruesome wound above Yun Yun's left breast.
His fingertips were barely an inch from the peak of that full curve; he could even feel the warm breath and faint fragrance emanating from her naked skin.
The dual stimulation of sight and sensation made his arm tremble slightly.
He steadied himself, held his breath, and then, with extreme gentleness and slowness, pressed his ointment-covered fingers onto the edge of the bone-deep wound.
"Uh ah—!"
The moment his fingers touched the wound, Yun Yun, in her coma, seemed to be completely jolted awake by the intense pain.
She suddenly let out a short, sharp cry of pain, her tightly closed eyes abruptly opening. Those beautiful eyes, which should have been cool and dignified, were now filled with painful bloodshot veins and the disorientation of severe injury; her pupils were dilated, clearly not truly awake, but merely her body's instinctive reaction to the intense pain.
Her delicate body suddenly arched upwards like a startled fish. This movement was extremely large, and her high, completely unrestrained breasts bounced and swayed violently upwards due to the sudden arching of her body.
The pink tips traced a breathtaking trajectory in the air, almost brushing Mo Yuhan's chin, which was very close.
Mo Yuhan was caught off guard and startled by this violent reaction; his fingers instinctively pressed down harder.
"Mmm-ngh—!"
A painful groan, with a strange tremor, escaped Yun Yun's lips. Her body arched to its extreme, then fell back heavily onto the animal skin bed, heaving and gasping violently.
Her high breasts also heaved violently up and down with her gasps, like surging waves.
Due to Mo Yuhan's instinctive press, the wound seeped more blood, which mixed with the light green ointment and flowed down, tracing winding paths across her fair skin.
"I… I'm sorry."
Mo Yuhan apologized hastily, his voice a little hoarse and strained, his face instantly flushing to his ears.
He had completely underestimated how violent Yun Yun's reaction would be.
He quickly steadied his mind, not daring to be distracted in the slightest. Taking advantage of Yun Yun's painful arching and the moment her wound was most clearly exposed, he swiftly and precisely applied the remaining ointment on his fingers evenly into every inch of the wound's depths, especially the charred edges eroded by the Purple Flame.
The icy cold ointment, upon contact with the everted flesh deep within the wound, immediately caused a violent reaction.
A powerful medicinal force, mixed with the faint Xuan Huang Flame vitality infused by Mo Yuhan's fingertips, fiercely clashed with the destructive energy of the Purple Flame remaining from the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King.
"Ah—!"
Yun Yun shrieked in pain again, her body twisting and struggling violently.
Her hands flailed aimlessly, her legs kicked, as if trying to escape the bone-deep agony.
Her sweat- and blood-stained fair body thrashed wildly on the beast hide, like a white fish out of water, full of desperate allure.
With each twist, her breathtaking chest swayed and bounced violently, trembling helplessly in the air, her flat abdomen tightened, outlining an alluring waistline, and her long, rounded legs intertwined in her struggle.
Mo Yuhan almost used all his strength to barely suppress Yun Yun's violent struggles in her upper body.
He held her uninjured right shoulder tightly with one hand, while the other hand had to continuously knead the medicinal power deep into the wound.
His body was almost half-pressed against her twisting delicate form; with each suppression, he could clearly feel the astonishing elastic collision. The soft, smooth touch passed through her thin clothing, mixing with her unique fragrance and the smell of blood, forming a poison capable of destroying anyone's mind.
"Hold on, the medicine is dispelling the residual Purple Flame poison…"
Mo Yuhan gritted his teeth and growled softly in her ear, his voice extremely hoarse.
He forced himself to ignore the enticing, almost criminal, twisting and focused entirely on the circulation of the medicinal power in his fingertips.
He urged the Xuan Huang Flame to its maximum, and wisps of warm, vital Strange Fire aura, guided by his pressing fingers, carefully entered the wound, enveloping the light green ointment, helping it to penetrate deeper and neutralize the stubborn Purple Crystal destructive power.
As the medicinal power and the vitality of the Xuan Huang Flame continued to be infused, the stubborn Purple Crystal destructive energy deep within the wound began to slowly dissolve and dissipate.
Yun Yun's pain also seemed to lessen somewhat, and the intensity of her struggles gradually decreased, but the excruciating pain clearly had not disappeared.
Her body was still trembling violently, each tremor causing a surge of waves.
Fine beads of sweat covered her forehead, neck, collarbone, and large expanses of her fair skin, glistening under the moonlight stone's light, mixed with still-wet traces and seeping blood, forming a decadent yet fragile sight.
Finally, when the last bit of ointment was evenly applied deep into the wound and carefully enveloped with the Xuan Huang Flame vitality, Mo Yuhan let out a long sigh as if utterly exhausted.
He quickly withdrew his hand, his fingertips still retaining that smooth, warm touch and a faint smell of blood and medicine.
However, he dared not pause for a moment.
Applying the medicine was only the first step; it had to be bandaged immediately to secure the medicinal power and prevent the wound from reopening.
He picked up the long, white soft cloth strips he had prepared earlier, torn from his own clean inner garment.
Looking at Yun Yun's still naked upper body, the gruesome wound, and the breathtaking curve beneath the wound, Mo Yuhan again felt a parched throat.
He took a deep breath and leaned down.
One hand carefully supported Yun Yun's shoulder and back, lifting her slightly from the bed.
This movement inevitably brought her body closer to him, her chest almost touching his, and the fragrant mixture of medicine and blood became even more intense, drilling into his nostrils.
Mo Yuhan held his breath, and with his other hand, he took one end of the cloth strip and began Binding it from Yun Yun's back.
His movements were exceptionally difficult.
To wrap the cloth strip around her back, his arm had to pass under her armpit.
Each unintentional touch made Yun Yun, in her coma, let out a faint sigh, carrying the lingering pain, and her body would also tremble slightly.
The pair of breasts that rose and fell before Mo Yuhan's eyes with her breathing and trembling, soaked in struggle and sweat, appeared even more alluring.
Mo Yuhan's cheeks were burning, his breath hot, and his fingers, as he wrapped the cloth strips, trembled slightly from tension and an indescribable stimulation.
One wrap, two wraps...
The cloth strip wrapped around her chest, directly covering the wound.
He raised his hand and looked at his fingertips.
The smooth, warm touch seemed to still linger on his fingertips, and a complex scent, a mixture of blood, medicinal fragrance, and her unique body scent, lingered in his nostrils. His gaze involuntarily returned to the person on the beast hide.
Yun Yun lay quietly, her chest wrapped in layers of white cloth strips, covering the gruesome wound and most of her breathtaking skin.
But above the cloth, her delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair skin were still visible.
The Binding of the cloth, instead, further accentuated her breathtakingly full curves. A sickly flush appeared on her pale cheeks, her delicate brows were still slightly furrowed, and her lips, somewhat dry from blood loss, were slightly parted, emitting a faint, thready sound of breathing
The cave was filled with a faint mixture of blood and medicinal herbs. Under the cool light of the moonstone, Yun Yun's long eyelashes trembled a few times, like startled butterfly wings.
Her consciousness surfaced from the dark abyss like a shipwreck, and intense pain immediately swept over her, especially above her left chest. The tearing pain made her instantly furrow her delicate brows and let out a suppressed groan.
Yun Yun laboriously opened her heavy eyelids, her vision gradually clearing from blurriness.
An unfamiliar cave ceiling, inlaid with glowing stones… Fragments of memory from before she fainted surged back—the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King, that destructive Purple Crystal Seal, falling…
She subconsciously tried to prop herself up, but a sharp pain in her chest made her gasp, and her body fell back weakly onto the soft beast hide.
This movement made her feel the abnormality of her body even more clearly.
Although her plain white dress covered her body, underneath… it was empty. The Sea Heart Armor, which clung to her skin and gave her an immense sense of security, was gone.
In its place were white strips of cloth tightly Binding her chest. Although the bandaging was a bit clumsy, it was done with exceptional care.
A chilling cold instantly shot from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
A fear more bone-chilling than the Purple Crystal Seal seized her heart. Her delicate body trembled violently and uncontrollably, her face as pale as paper.
Could it be that while she was heavily injured and unconscious, utterly defenseless, she had been…
Boundless shame, indignation, and killing intent instantly intertwined like poisonous vines, almost devouring her rationality.
As the Sect Master of the Yunlan Sect, one of the most esteemed women in the Gama Empire, she had fallen to such a state.
She bit her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes instantly filled with humiliated bloodshot veins and icy killing intent. The sealed and dormant Dou Qi within her seemed to show faint signs of agitation due to this extreme emotion.
Just then, the light at the cave entrance was blocked by a small figure.
It was Mo Yuhan returning.
He carried a sharpened wooden stick on his small shoulder, on which two plump fish, still faintly struggling and with shimmering silver scales, were strung.
In his other hand, he held a small rabbit, similar in shape to a wild rabbit but with light blue fur. It was a low-tier wind-attribute magical beast, a Swift Shadow Rabbit, but it had already been cleaned, with water droplets still clinging to it.
His forehead was still adorned with morning dew and a few blades of grass. His small face was flushed from exertion, and his bright eyes held a hint of satisfaction from his harvest.
As soon as he stepped into the cave, he keenly sensed the icy killing intent and aura that had almost solidified.
Looking up, he met Yun Yun's complex gaze, filled with shame, humiliation, coldness, and a trace of bewildered helplessness.
The air seemed to freeze.
Upon seeing Mo Yuhan, Yun Yun was stunned.
She had imagined countless possibilities: perhaps a powerful expert with ill intentions, or a mercenary from the Monster Mountain Range, but she had never expected that the one appearing before her would be a boy who looked only eight or nine years old, dressed simply, and whose face still held a trace of childishness.
A child?
The shame and killing intent that had almost torn her apart dissipated by more than half, like a deflated balloon.
In its place was a tremendous sense of relief. If it was truly this child who had found her, if this little guy, who wasn't even as tall as her chest, had saved her, then the situation wasn't too bad.
After all, Mo Yuhan's appearance was too deceptive. Even if he had indeed removed her inner armor and bandaged her wounds, he probably couldn't have done anything else.
Moreover, Mo Yuhan looked at least clean and tidy, which made it less difficult for Yun Yun to accept.
Mo Yuhan also instantly understood the meaning in Yun Yun's eyes. His small face flushed, and he somewhat awkwardly put down the fish and rabbit in his hands, then scratched his head.
His voice, with the clear brightness characteristic of a young boy, tried to calmly explain: "Um… you're awake? How do you feel? Does your wound still hurt a lot? Don't misunderstand, when I found you by the waterfall yesterday, you were severely injured, and your chest was bleeding constantly."
"I… I had to take off your blue inner armor, clean the wound, apply the healing medicine I refined myself, and then bandage it, all to help you stop the bleeding and heal. I just wanted to save you!"
Mo Yuhan spoke quickly, his eyes clear and honest.
Yun Yun looked at his bright, clear eyes, unblemished by any impurity, and listened to his urgent and sincere explanation. The tightly strung chord in her heart finally slowly relaxed.
It was truly him who saved her, a nine-year-old child… what kind of dirty thoughts could he have?
Moreover, although the bandaging on her body was a bit rough, she could indeed feel the cool effect of the medicine slowly neutralizing the burning pain in her wound.
"Was… was it you who saved me?"
Yun Yun's voice was a little hoarse, carrying the weakness of a severe injury, but the majesty and coolness belonging to a Dou Huang unconsciously emanated from her.
She tried to calm her emotions, looking with complex eyes at this overly young savior before her.
"Yes." Mo Yuhan nodded, "My name is Mo Yuhan. What about you? How did you get such a severe injury? Were you hurt by a magical beast?"
He asked, feigning ignorance, his eyes full of curiosity.
"I…"
Yun Yun hesitated for a moment, looking at Mo Yuhan's clear eyes, and finally chose the same alias as in the original work, "My name is Cloud Zhi, thank you for saving me."
She paused, a faint, almost imperceptible blush still on her pale face, and hesitated before asking, "Then… what did you do when you were treating my injuries?"
She ultimately couldn't bring herself to directly ask, "Did you see anything you shouldn't have?"
Mo Yuhan immediately understood her unspoken words. He scratched his head and quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I… I just treated the wound, cleaned it, applied the medicine, and bandaged it. My eyes… I tried my best to only look at the wound."
"It's just that when I was feeding you medicine, you really wouldn't open your mouth…"
His voice dropped, a little embarrassed, "You were unconscious and couldn't swallow the pill, so I… I could only dissolve the pill in water, and then… then feed it to you mouth-to-mouth… This, I'm really sorry about…"
He lowered his head, looking anxious, like someone who had done something wrong and was waiting for criticism.
Mouth-to-mouth… feeding medicine…
Yun Yun's cheeks instantly flushed crimson, even more intensely than the blush caused by shame and indignation earlier.
Although the other party was just a nine-year-old child, the words "mouth-to-mouth" themselves carried an indescribable sense of intimacy.
She subconsciously pursed her lips, as if she could still feel a faint, cool touch that wasn't her own.
However, looking at Mo Yuhan's embarrassed yet earnest little demeanor, that hint of delicate thought was quickly replaced by a sense of helplessness and a faint warmth.
Yes, he was just a child, a child who had to resort to extraordinary measures to save her.
Compared to potential desecration, this life-saving grace and pure kindness were what mattered most.
"Never mind…"
Yun Yun sighed softly, her voice much gentler, "Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. You were also trying to save me, so I don't blame you. And I must thank you for your medicine; I feel much better."
She tried to move her body. Although it still hurt, the burning pain in her internal organs had indeed lessened significantly, and the light green ointment worked surprisingly well.
Mo Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief, a bright smile appearing on his face: "That's good. You must be hungry, right? I caught some fish, and there's also a Swift Shadow Rabbit, it's very tender. I'll go prepare something for you to eat right away."
As if to make up for the previous awkwardness, he immediately became diligent, picking up the fish and rabbit and running to a simple stone-built stove he had set up in a corner of the cave.
Yun Yun leaned against the beast hide, quietly watching Mo Yuhan's busy little figure