Chapter 87: Little Pervert, Name Your Price

’Beautiful... So beautiful!’

Yang Xun swallowed hard, his eyes practically glued to the sight.

Although Yang Cai had grown thin from long-term chemotherapy, her budding young woman’s body was like a masterpiece meticulously carved by the heavens, so perfect it was breathtaking.

Her skin was as fair and smooth as jade, glowing with a soft, milky-white luster under the dim light, looking so delicate it might break at a touch.

Her slender waist seemed a mere handspan wide, and her two long, straight legs were pressed together, their lines as graceful as those of a court lady in a classical painting.

Though not ample, the budding mounds on her chest were perfectly round and perky. They possessed a unique youthful firmness, rising and falling gently with her faint breaths.

However, what shocked Yang Xun the most was what lay below her waist.

It was as smooth and clean as jade, completely bare!

’A white tiger!!’

Yang Xun’s pupils suddenly shrank, and a clap of thunder exploded in his mind.

According to the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, women born with the "white tiger" constitution were a one-in-ten-thousand rarity. Not only was their Primordial Yin Qi far richer than an ordinary person’s, but their meridians were also naturally unobstructed. They were the ideal partners for Dual Cultivation that every Cultivator dreamed of!

’My own sister... actually has a "white tiger" constitution?!’

A storm raged in Yang Xun’s heart, but he quickly bit his tongue. The sharp pain instantly brought him to his senses.

’Animal! This is a life-or-death situation! What is all this nonsense you’re thinking?!’

He took a deep breath, forcibly expelling all distracting thoughts from his mind. From the wooden box he carried, he took out the set of Silver Needles his grandfather had left him.

There were thirty-six Silver Needles in total. Each one shimmered with a faint, cold light, and incredibly fine engravings were faintly visible on their shafts.

They were treasures his grandfather had spent a lifetime of painstaking effort to create.

Yang Xun slowly infused True Qi into the first Silver Needle. His fingertip landed precisely on the Baihui Acupoint atop Yang Cai’s head. With a flick of his wrist, the Silver Needle slid in without a sound.

’Nine Yang Evil-Breaking Needle, begin!’

Although it was his first time performing this technique, Yang Xun’s movements were as practiced as if he had done it a thousand times before.

The angle, depth, and force of each insertion were precise to the millimeter. As his fingers flew, the Silver Needles descended one after another like raindrops.

Shanzhong, Qimen, Zhangmen, Mingmen...

One by one, the Silver Needles pierced key acupoints. True Qi flowed from the needles into Yang Cai’s body, forming invisible chains that sealed off the cancerous qi that was spreading rampantly.

"Mmm~~"

Just then, Yang Cai’s eyelids trembled slightly, a weak moan escaped her lips, and then her large eyes, as clear as a mountain spring, slowly opened.

The first thing she saw was Yang Xun’s worried face.

"B-Brother..."

Yang Cai’s voice was incredibly weak, but the moment she saw Yang Xun, a wave of relief washed over her, as if she’d taken a calming pill.

’As long as my brother is here, I have nothing to fear.’

However, the next second, a chill spread across her body, and she subconsciously looked down.

BOOM!!

Yang Cai’s mind went completely blank.

’I’m naked! Completely naked! All my clothes are gone! My entire body is exposed, and Brother is right here, looking down and putting needles in me!’

"AH!! Brother! What’s going on?! My... my clothes!!"

Yang Cai frantically tried to grab the blanket to cover herself, but with her body full of Silver Needles, she didn’t dare to move. Her small face flushed bright red, her voice urgent and panicked.

"Sis, don’t move!"

Yang Xun quickly held her by the shoulders, a clear look of embarrassment on his face. "Your illness suddenly relapsed," he explained. "You vomited blood and passed out. I’m giving you acupuncture. This technique requires the meridians all over your body to be completely unobstructed, so... your clothes had to come off."

"..."

Yang Cai was stunned for a moment. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something but couldn’t get the words out.

She knew her brother wouldn’t lie to her, and he certainly wouldn’t mess around with something like this.

Besides, her body was indeed covered in a dense array of Silver Needles. He definitely wasn’t joking.

"I... I understand..."

Yang Cai’s voice was barely a whisper. She didn’t say anything else, simply closing her eyes slowly.

But her innocent, youthful face was so red it looked as if it might start to bleed. The blush spread from her cheeks to her earlobes and neck, even tinting her collarbones crimson.

With her eyes closed, her mind was like a pot of boiling water, churning endlessly.

’My brother saw me... He saw everything...’

’Oh my god, how humiliating!!’

Roughly twenty minutes later, the treatment with the thirty-six Silver Needles was complete.

Yang Xun removed the Silver Needles one by one. After confirming that the cancerous qi spreading through Yang Cai’s body was temporarily sealed, he quickly pulled the blanket over her. He then turned away and said, his voice a bit stiff, "Okay, you can get dressed. I’ll wait outside."

With that, he walked briskly out of the room without a backward glance, pulling the door closed behind him.

When she heard the door close, Yang Cai yanked the blanket over her face and curled up, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

’She had never imagined that the first man to see her completely naked would be her own brother.’

’But then again,’ she thought, ’when he was looking at me just now, his eyes were fixed on me, completely unblinking...’

’Does that mean... my body is actually beautiful?’

At this thought, Yang Cai covered her burning cheeks, but the corners of her mouth curled up into a small, involuntary smile.

’It was embarrassing, yes, but a small part of her actually felt a little... pleased with herself.’

...

「In the courtyard.」

Yang Xun sat on the old, small stool, took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a deep drag and slowly exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Although he had successfully used the Nine Yang Evil-Breaking Needle to temporarily seal the cancerous qi in his sister’s body, he knew better than anyone that this was just a temporary fix, not a cure.

The seal created by the Silver Needles would only last for six months at most. After that, its power would fade, and the cancer cells would return with a vengeance, far more aggressive than before!

’I have to concoct the Celestial Spirit Pill within six months!’

The five rare herbs needed to concoct the Celestial Spirit Pill were all incredibly expensive. In total, they would cost at least one hundred million!

’One hundred million!’

Now that he’d had a complete falling out with Xu Qian, his income from the livestream was cut off.

The money he’d earned from his sister-in-law and Huang Qi over the past few days totaled just over a hundred thousand—an astronomical sum away from one hundred million.

’I have to find a faster way to make money!’

As he thought this, a figure suddenly flashed through his mind: Huang Qi.

Earlier, at the entrance to the village, she had stopped him, asking for his "services" tonight. He had been in a rush to get back and save his sister, so he hadn’t paid her any attention.

’Thinking about it now, Huang Qi really is a reliable client who could bring in some quick cash.’

’I’ll give her a call after I finish decocting the medicine.’

"Xiaoxun! I bought the herbs!"

Just as he was thinking this, Mi Ting rushed into the yard carrying a large bag of medicinal herbs. Her forehead was covered in sweat; she had clearly run the whole way back.

"Thanks for the trouble, Sister Ting!"

Yang Xun immediately took the herbs and hurried into the kitchen. He placed the ingredients into a clay pot one by one, in the correct order, added water, and began to decoct them over a high flame.

Twenty minutes later, a bowl of dark, thick medicinal soup was finally ready.

Yang Xun poured the medicinal soup into a bowl. Just as he was about to carry it into the inner room, the phone in his pants pocket suddenly vibrated.

He glanced down; the caller ID showed Huang Qi.

The corner of Yang Xun’s mouth twitched. Her timing was almost too perfect.

He handed the bowl to Mi Ting, instructing, "Sister Ting, please give this to my sister. Make sure she drinks it while it’s hot, down to the last drop."

"Alright!"

Mi Ting took the bowl and carefully carried it into the inner room.

After confirming Mi Ting had gone inside, Yang Xun walked to a corner of the courtyard and answered the call.

"Hello."

The moment the call connected, Huang Qi’s voice, sultry to the bone, came through the line: "Hey, little pervert. Name your price. How much for one night?!"