483 Utterly Embarrassed Myself

He sat on the edge of the bed and asked her with concern, “Are you tired? Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Mhm.”

An Jiuyue glanced at him and wondered if she should tell him that her whole body was in pain.

But if she told him, would he refuse to teach her the Original Soul Cultivation Technique out of fear of exhausting her?

Moreover, she was so awesome when she fought! With the Skeleton Long Whip, she literally had a one-sided fight with her opponents. Yet now that she had killed everyone, she was also paralyzed.

It would be humiliating to admit this out loud. She wanted to save face too!

“I’m not too tired, but I’m hungry.” She touched her stomach in embarrassment.

She was not lying when she said she was hungry. In fact, she was jolted awake by her hunger.

“Yan Nuo, prepare dinner.” Qian Jiyun immediately instructed Yan Nuo, who had been waiting outside.

“Yes, Master.”

Yan Nuo had already woken up. He did not understand why he fainted.

He recalled talking to An Jiuyue. They had been standing close to each other. How come she was fine but he fainted? And how could she have killed so many black men?

Am I too weak? Or is Mistress that powerful? Is she actually stronger than me?

He turned around with each step, puzzled.

“Jiuyue, let me help you…”

Qian Jiyun wanted to help An Jiuyue off the bed, but he heard a gasp as soon as his palm touched her.

His face turning pale, he immediately retracted his hand and asked, “What’s wrong? Where are you injured?”

An Jiuyue blinked her eyes and looked at the man, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Can he not touch me and let me get out of bed slowly? Great, I’ve utterly embarrassed myself now.

“I’m not injured. It’s just…”

“What is it?” Qian Jiyun immediately asked when he saw her hesitate.

He had asked a pharmacist to check her pulse, who did not find anything amiss. He was relieved that she had not been hurt. At the very least, he would not feel too guilty.

But now…

She doesn’t sound fine. Is she injured?

“Wei Na told me that I’m missing something in my body, so my entire body will hurt every time I fight. But I’ll recover soon,” An Jiuyue said helplessly.

Without the Original Soul Cultivation Technique, she could not cultivate Original Soul. Using spirit weapons would cause her harm.

She was not, however, seriously injured. She would be able to recover after sleeping and eating some nutritious food.

What she said was correct—she would indeed recover soon.

“What’s missing?” Qian Jiyun asked. He would help An Jiuyue find anything in this world.

However, it did not make sense. What could she be lacking in her body that would cause her to feel pain every time she fought?

He suddenly remembered his first visit to Huayan Peak. He had encountered those monsters. He remembered being… in pain after exterminating them.

Later, someone at Huayan Peak told him it was due to his level of Original Soul being too low.

If he worked hard to cultivate Original Soul, it would not happen again.

He was stunned for a long time, and when An Jiuyue did not answer his question, he asked, “Did you use a spirit weapon?”

He could not think of any other reason.