From the mouths of some people at Xishan Manor, it was clear that because the management there had contacts with many big bosses from Binyang, among these big bosses were not a few pursuers of Zhou Yun. However, Zhou Yun just pretended not to know, remaining indifferent.

But no matter what, in Ling Zhenfei's heart, Zhou Yun was his sister-in-law, which was a barrier he couldn't cross. He believed Zhou Yun had the same thoughts; she harbored feelings for Ling Zhenfei, but couldn't get past the mental block that he was once her younger uncle by marriage.

Ling Zhenfei thought to himself that it must be fate, perhaps he shouldn't blame himself. After their lips had been in contact for more than a dozen seconds, he wasn't sure who initiated it.

Ling Zhenfei's mind went blank, tormented by a very contradictory psyche.

Struggling, Ling Zhenfei opened his eyes and saw Zhou Yun with her eyes shut, as if she, too, didn't dare to look at him, surely struggling with her own inner conflicts at that moment.

Just as the two of them were about to lose control, Ling Zhenfei suddenly heard the sound of footsteps in the distance.

That sound, like the evening drum or the morning bell, snapped Ling Zhenfei awake. Where was this place? This was a rural dirt road; how could two people do such a thing here? If they were discovered, wouldn't they be utterly disgraced, spines literally broken by the pointing fingers of others?

Ling Zhenfei hastily pushed Zhou Yun away and whispered, "Someone's coming."

At that moment, Zhou Yun also reacted, hurriedly getting up from the ground and straightening her disheveled clothes. If it weren't for the unexpected arrival, perhaps they would have been unable to control themselves by now.

Ling Zhenfei also stood up and adjusted his own clothes. Then they saw a figure approaching from a distance, and as it drew near, they heard someone call out, "Brother, is that you returning?"

Ling Zhenfei was startled; he recognized that voice as Chunyu's.

"Chunyu, it's me coming back." Ling Zhenfei replied, and then he saw Chunyu fling herself into his arms from afar.

"Brother, why have you been away for such a long time? Chunyu missed you so much." Chunyu said with a beaming face.

"Brother has been quite busy lately; as soon as I finished my work, I hurried back." Ling Zhenfei hastily explained, feeling somewhat guilty inside, as he had spent very little time with Chunyu since she came to live with him.

"This time you should be staying for a few more days, right? I've already mastered the cultivation technique you gave me last time." Chunyu said very cheerfully.

Only then did Ling Zhenfei realize that the spiritual energy was now visible around Chunyu's body. Considering the short time she'd practiced, the accumulation of so much spiritual energy was quite incredible.

"Chunyu, how come you seem to have grown taller?" Ling Zhenfei curiously asked Chunyu.

Zhou Yun joined the conversation from the side and said, "She has grown taller. Chunyu is at the age to sprout up. She was tiny and thin before due to malnutrition, but now she is looking how she should."

The three of them chatted and laughed on the way back; had Chunyu not arrived, Ling Zhenfei and Zhou Yun would have surely been in an awkward position. But with Chunyu there, holding hands with both Ling Zhenfei and Zhou Yun, they cheerfully made their way home.

Back at the house with the lights turned on, Ling Zhenfei finally had a good look at Chunyu. She had changed a lot since her arrival; back then, she looked like a young girl of about ten.

At the time, Chunyu was thought to be around ten years old based on her height. But looking at her height now, she definitely didn't seem to be just ten. Because Chunyu couldn't remember her past, her actual age remained a mystery.

Now, considering Chunyu's height and other aspects, she must be around thirteen or fourteen years old, not exactly a child anymore. Her figure is developing nicely, undoubtedly revealing a beautiful raw beauty.

After chatting for a while, the sky had darkened, and Chunyu, claiming to be tired, said she wanted to rest. Ling Zhenfei knew she was definitely going back to practice martial arts, not actually sleepy.

For Chunyu to have cultivated her inner technique to the point of manifesting Northern Spiritual Energy in such a short time was truly remarkable, verging on genius.

Just now, Ling Zhenfei had checked on Chunyu, and she was at the Body Refining Realm, progressing towards the Qi Cultivation Stage. With a good cultivation technique and Chunyu's exceptional talent, cultivation came very easily to her.

Moreover, Chunyu's rapid progress was undoubtedly linked to the large bottle of Xuantian Spirit Spring Water that Ling Zhenfei had given her. Nowadays, the scarcity of Northern Spiritual Energy was the biggest limitation for cultivators, yet the Xuantian Spirit Spring Water was brimming with it.

Chunyu had been drinking the Spirit Spring Water directly, which was far more potent than absorbing the sparse spiritual energy from the air.

When Chunyu went to sleep, Ling Zhenfei and Zhou Yun of course also went to bed. As the two of them returned to their rooms, they exchanged a glance that contained many unspoken thoughts. It was too complex to untangle, so in the end, they pretended to not understand each other's meaning and went back to their rooms to rest.

But how could Ling Zhenfei sleep? That kiss from earlier left him uncertain of what to do next. Zhou Yun and his brother had known each other for less than a year before getting married, yet he and Zhou Yun had been inseparable for five or six years, their bond deep.

Still, deep inside, he felt Zhou Yun was his sister-in-law, and he just couldn't get over that mental hurdle.

Thinking again and again only added to his troubles, much like today. He decided to wait for heaven's arrangement; whatever will be, will be. Time is a great author who already has the answer for the future written.

Unable to sleep, Ling Zhenfei took out his phone and logged onto Weibo. As he did, he saw that a special person had tagged him—the very Chu Bingqing he had followed and befriended just the previous night.

Clicking through, Ling Zhenfei saw Chu Bingqing had posted a Weibo with a picture attached, displaying the bottle of Xuantian Divine Water he had auctioned off.

Chu Bingqing's post suggested she had been using the skincare product, Xuantian Divine Water, exclusively crafted by Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei. After trying it for a few days, she claimed she couldn't do without it, feeling like her skin was so wonderful it was as if she had turned eighteen again.

But seeing the liquid in the bottle diminish, she felt deeply anxious, worried about where to buy more once it ran out, and hoped that Divine Doctor Ling would increase production soon. She promised to be his most loyal customer.

The fact that she tagged Ling Zhenfei was more than an obvious hint—she wanted another bottle of Xuantian Divine Water. And indeed, Ling Zhenfei still owed Chu Bingqing a bottle of the water she referred to as Xuantian Divine Water.

Ling Zhenfei was overjoyed; Chu Bingqing, the current hottest celebrity of the Huaxia Empire, the 'Queen' of popularity—her post was like free advertising.

Ling Zhenfei's thoughts were on point. Chu Bingqing's advertising effect was already showing. The comments under the post had exploded—everyone was messaging Ling Zhenfei asking for the Divine Immortal Water. To the uninitiated, it would seem like the ravings of a cult.

"Miracle Doctor Ling, hurry and send the Goddess Chu more of that Divine Immortal Water."

"Divine Immortal Water, haha, don't blame me for having sinful thoughts... I can't help but think..."

"Everyone, disperse; this is just an ad. I bet that Divine Immortal Water isn't going to come cheap when it's put up for sale."

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