Release the Heroine, Let Me Handle This

Chapter 93: Scattered Blossoms

"It's a long story, in a certain cave..." Ye Wenxin began awkwardly. Since arriving at Cangyu Sect, she had gained the ancient alchemical recipe for the Clarity Pill from Ling Jue, the Soul Calming Eighteen Needles from Fairy Feng Ya, the Alchemical Record from Long Qing'er, and even the Transformation Technique that Xiao Zhang had forced upon her.

Ye Wenxin couldn't deny her good fortune.

Yet, each person's secret had to be kept from others, so she was scrambling through the melodramatic plots she remembered.

"Never mind, I won't ask. But could you teach me the recipe?" Ling Jue noticed Ye Wenxin's evasive gaze and, considering her current predicament, decided to give Ye Wenxin more personal space.

As for the Beauty Pill recipe, it was something every woman desired.

On the market, it had already reached astronomical prices. Even as the young head of Yaowang Valley, Ling Jue couldn't obtain the recipe. She didn't know whether to be envious or pleased that Ye Wenxin somehow stumbled upon such an opportunity.

"Of course, I can. I'll write it for you now." Seeing Ling Jue's gentle and understanding nature, Ye Wenxin quickly took out paper and pen to jot down the Beauty Pill recipe.

Ling Jue closed her eyes to rest, feeling her body lighten considerably. She had a premonition that her illness would be cured and might even lead to a breakthrough.

Half an hour later, Ye Wenxin removed the needles from Ling Jue's body. The silver needles had turned black, a sign of success. Satisfied with the result, Ye Wenxin placed the toxic needles on the table and called out to the drowsy Ling Jue.

"Sister, wake up," Ye Wenxin said, holding a towel, ready to assist Ling Jue.

Ling Jue nodded slightly, intending to rise, but found herself too weak to move, looking helplessly at Ye Wenxin.

This gaze reminded Ye Wenxin of her cat back on Earth, how it would become limp after a bath and look to her for help.

Now, instead of bathing a cat, she was bathing a person, yet the situation felt oddly similar.

"I'll help you out," Ye Wenxin sighed. She spread a cloth on the table and carefully lifted Ling Jue from the bath, drying her meticulously.

After soaking in the Beauty Pill, Ling Jue's skin was even more supple, radiating a rosy glow. Her face, now healthier, was adorned with a unique shyness and gentleness, almost drowning Ye Wenxin in her beauty.

An absolute beauty that could bring down nations, stirring the heart.

"That's enough... I'll handle the rest..." Ling Jue softly protested, feeling awkward about being cared for by someone so much younger.

Fortunately, both she and Ye Wenxin were women.

Yet, it was precisely because they were both women that nothing more happened, which left Ling Jue feeling a sense of regret. She blamed her conservative nature, unable to take bolder actions.

Unaware of Ling Jue's thoughts, Ye Wenxin handed her the towel once she saw Ling Jue regain some strength. She then busied herself with disposing of the needles and cleaning up.