Chapter 2189: 510: Sleeping Beauty 3

Capítulo 2189: Chapter 510: Sleeping Beauty 3

BOOM!

The second Xuan Ji pulled back his Qi, it felt like a grenade went off inside Wang Yue’s skull.

In that split second, the sleeping woman transformed. Her face and body were the same, but she was radiating this raw, overwhelming wave of pure sexual magnetism.

It was a physical assault on his senses. His junk hit rock-hard instantly, and a wild, primal fire roared to life in his gut.

Now, look—ever since Wang Yue had engaged in “dual cultivation” with his mom (the literal most beautiful woman in existence), his self-control had been top-tier.

He wasn’t the type of guy to get a random boner at the drop of a hat anymore.

But right now? He was losing the fight. He had this insane, desperate urge to lung at her, shred her dress, and lose himself in her body.

Luckily, he had a habit of keeping his “equipment” tucked away and minimized; even with a raging hard-on, it wasn’t visible through his clothes. He barely dodged a massive public embarrassment.

Xuan Ji wasn’t looking at Wang Yue’s reaction.

The moment he retracted his Qi, he thrust his palms forward again, hovering them about three feet away.

He unleashed a massive surge of internal energy, wrapping it around the woman like a containment field to smother that intoxicating aura.

It took a solid ten minutes before Xuan Ji finally dropped his hands and exhaled a long, shaky breath. He’d looked fresh as a daisy after a two-hour death match with Wang Yue earlier, but now he looked like he’d just run a marathon.

He was pale and visibly drained. Clearly, keeping a lid on this woman was no joke.

Even though the “containment field” was back up, the memory of that feeling was burned into Wang Yue’s brain. Looking at her now, he still felt a lingering tug of desire.

Born with “Charm Bones.”

Wang Yue didn’t know if she was a literal case of that legendary myth, but the phrase didn’t even do her justice. It was a charm that bypassed the brain and went straight for a man’s soul. Without that Qi suppression, she could just lie there doing absolutely nothing and men would ruin their lives just to be near her.

In terms of pure sexual pull, she was second only to Su Mengyan—and that was only because Su Mengyan had the “First Beauty” and “Birth Mother” buffs stacked together. If it were a fair fight, even Su Mengyan might have a hard time competing for Wang Yue’s attention.

He finally got why Xuan Ji had been so high-strung. This woman was the kind of temptation that could turn a literal saint into a demon. The fact that Xuan Ji had kept this up for sixteen years without breaking his vows was nothing short of legendary.

“Now you see what I’m dealing with,” Xuan Ji said weakly.

Wang Yue nodded slowly.

Yang Cancan, meanwhile, was just confused. “See what? Why are you guys talking in riddles?”

To her, Xuan Ji had just waved his hands around and done a weird pose for ten minutes. Nothing had changed.

“She’s… very unique,” Wang Yue explained vaguely. He realized the woman’s “siren call” only worked on men; women were totally immune.

He turned back to the monk. “Have you been doing this the whole time? Just holding her back with your Qi for sixteen years?”

“Every single day,” Xuan Ji confirmed.

“Have you ever… you know, examined her? To see what makes her tick?”

Xuan Ji shook his head. “I’ve thought about it, but I never dared to touch her. Even moving her here, I used my Qi to levitate her. I haven’t laid a finger on her.”

Wang Yue understood. Xuan Ji was at a level where he didn’t care about the physical world, but this wasn’t about being “above it”—it was about being afraid. Just being in the room was a struggle; if he actually touched her skin, his life’s work of spiritual cultivation would probably go up in smoke in five seconds flat.

“So,” Wang Yue said, “you’re telling me all this because…”

“Because,” Xuan Ji said, “I want to hand her over to you. I want you to take care of her.”

“You’re just giving her to me? Are you sure?” Wang Yue was stunned. This woman was a literal cheat code. Setting aside the “world-class beauty” aspect, the fact that she acted as a whetstone for a martial artist’s physical body made her a prize people would kill for.

“Cultivation levels and physical strength are just external things. To me, the Dharma is everything,” Xuan Ji said. “Besides, her situation is getting worse. At first, I only had to suppress her once a month. Now? It’s every three days, and even then, I’m starting to lose my grip. If I fail, her aura will leak out for miles. The chaos would be unthinkable. Your Qi quality is far beyond mine, and your power is high enough to handle the strain. It’ll be easier for you.”

“Is that why you were asking if I was from a Sacred Land? You were scouting for a replacement?”

Xuan Ji nodded. “Exactly. Only a powerhouse from the Sacred Lands would have the juice to keep her contained.”

“But did you ever think about what happens if the person you hand her to doesn’t have your willpower?” Wang Yue asked. “What if they take advantage of her?”

Xuan Ji gave a bitter laugh. “I’ve thought about it. But I’m out of options. If she stays with me and I lose control, she’ll be at the mercy of the world anyway. Imagine the bloodbath if she were out in the open.”

Wang Yue ran the numbers in his head and shuddered. If this woman were revealed to the world without her “safety on,” men would start wars over her. She’d become a trophy passed from one warlord to the next.

Compared to that, sending her to a Sacred Land—even if she was treated poorly—was the lesser of two evils. Xuan Ji was literally trying to save the world and her at the same cost to his own health. He really was a “Buddha Heart” type of guy.

Wang Yue had zero problems taking the “mission.”

Even without the “body-buffing” perks, keeping her contained was light work for him.

Besides, the Wang family estate was private; he was the only man there. Even if her aura leaked, it wouldn’t hurt anyone.

And let’s be real: Wang Yue was human. The idea of having a woman this captivating around? Yeah, he was interested. If he could actually wake her up…

He didn’t need to overthink it. He nodded. “It’s a rescue mission, then. I’m in. Don’t worry, Master—until she wakes up, I won’t let a soul touch her.”

“You have the heart of a Bodhisattva. Thank you,” Xuan Ji said, bowing deeply. He looked like a massive weight had just been lifted off his shoulders.

Wang Yue looked at the sleeping beauty one last time. She was incredibly lucky she’d landed in the hands of a true monk like Xuan Ji, otherwise, she’d have been “broken” a long time ago.

“I still have business in Kaifeng,” Wang Yue added. “So she’ll have to stay here a bit longer. I’ll take her with me when I head home.”

“Of course,” Xuan Ji agreed instantly. He didn’t ask what Wang Yue’s business was, and he didn’t offer to help. That was the downside of dealing with monks—sometimes they weren’t exactly “proactive” neighbors.