Chapter 142: A Fleeting Tenderness?

The two of them arrived once again at Yu Shifei's private weapon-refinement chamber. This place had not long ago been completely destroyed by the demonic woman Yu Shifei herself with a single strike, but it had already been swiftly rebuilt.

When the other senior martial brothers and sisters saw Yu Shifei leading Chen Bohui into her refinement chamber, a wave of envy, jealousy, and resentment washed over them. They envied Chen Bo for having such incredible luck to latch onto Yu Shifei's powerful backing.

As for the jealousy, naturally, it stemmed from Chen Bo being able to craft weapons in such a fine and luxurious chamber, while they were crammed together into tiny rooms, ending up covered in soot and grime.

As for the resentment, the men hated themselves for not possessing a face comparable to a kept man like Chen Bo. If they did, perhaps the one who had successfully seduced instructor Yu Shifei would have been them instead.

The women, on the other hand, resented why Yu Shifei was not a man. As for the reasons behind such a thought, everyone understood well enough; there was no need to spell it out explicitly.

Chen Bo did not care the slightest about what those senior martial brothers and sisters were thinking, especially since what awaited him shortly was a world-ending catastrophe.

As for resistance? Even if his Nine-Fold Massacre Fist was unleashed at full firepower, it probably wouldn't be enough for Yu Shifei to crush with a single finger.

After all, the gap between their realms was simply too vast to be bridged by a mere martial technique. Otherwise, the Wild Ancient Continent would have descended into complete chaos long ago.

For instance, imagine an Innate realm expert hunting monsters in the wilderness, when suddenly a small Postnatal scum pops out from the bushes and instantly obliterates the Innate expert with an ultimate skill. Such a scenario could only ever happen in dreams; in reality, you might as well wash up and go to sleep—perhaps you could dream of it in broad daylight instead.

Stepping into the weapon-refinement chamber, Chen Bo found that it seemed to have been renovated to be even more luxurious than before. This pair of father and daughter—especially the dean father—were extremely stingy toward others, yet utterly lavish when it came to his own daughter.

Indeed, daughters must be raised in luxury. But wandering off too far, let's return to the main point.

Yu Shifei pointed at a pile of weapon-refinement materials piled in the center of the chamber, along with a refinement furnace, and said to Chen Bo, "I've prepared all the materials for you. Young man, keep working hard and don't let me down! I'll be back in an hour. If I find that you haven't finished my task, well,呵呵."

Hehehehehe my foot! Screw your entire extended family!

Chen Bo was boiling with suppressed resentment on the inside, but on the outside, he could only put on a brave front; as for actually doing anything about it, forget it!

Once Yu Shifei left, Chen Bo looked at the pile of materials resembling a small mountain, feeling so aggrieved he could practically weep without tears.

"Damn it! I'll fight you to the death!" With a loud shout, Chen Bo strode over and immediately got to work. Time is money, after all! Wasting even a bit more time meant having to forge one more weapon!

For two whole hours, Chen Bo had no idea how he had even managed to pull through. He hurled the final long-handled weapon aside with a heavy thud.

In a state of near-total exhaustion, Chen Bo collapsed flat onto the floor. Beside him lay four Guandi sabers, five long spears, and a wolf-tooth club as tall as a man.

Forging these ten long-handled weapons in just two hours had nearly cost him his miserable life.

Yet, amidst this high-intensity weapon-refinement process, Chen Bo could distinctly feel his refinement skill growing by leaps and bounds.

Although he was tired to the point of collapse, it was not without rewards, which at least offered some comfort to his tender young heart.

"Oh? You actually managed to forge them? I didn't expect you to look so useless, but your weapon-refinement skills aren't half bad!" Yu Shifei returned, and upon seeing the ten long-handled weapons scattered on the ground, her eyes instantly lit up.

Without missing a beat, she scooped up every single one of those weapons. The concept of politeness was something she probably hadn't learned in her entire life.

Chen Bo ignored her. He was too tired to even twitch a finger; all he wanted right now was a sound sleep. If there happened to be a plush Simmons mattress right in front of him, he guaranteed he would fall flat and be out cold instantly—with a speed that would give him the confidence to apply for a Guinness World Record.

"Hey! Catch!" Just as Chen Bo was drifting off to sleep, Yu Shifei spoke up abruptly.

Before he knew it, Chen Bo felt a small, fair hand pinching his jaw. Terrified, Chen Bo jolted wide awake, thinking Yu Shifei was going to silence him permanently, and began struggling wildly.

"Don't move!" A soft rebuke sounded right beside his ear. Whether it was his imagination or not, Chen Bo even fancied he detected a hint of gentleness in her tone.

Yet, could Yu Shifei possibly have a gentle side? Chen Bo didn't believe it for a second. Believing that Yu Shifei had a gentle side was no different from believing that tomorrow would bring the end of the world, with a deadly virus sweeping across the globe.

At that exact moment, Chen Bo's eyes widened in sheer disbelief as he realized Yu Shifei was actually forcefully shoving a pill into his mouth!

Moreover, her finger had even slipped past his lips and entered his mouth. Acting purely on a death-defying death wish after swallowing the pill, Chen Bo instinctively gave her finger a quick lick.

And then, tragedy struck.

"You little scumbag, you're dead meat!" A piercing shriek rang out, loud enough for practically the entire weapon-refinement department to hear. All the senior martial brothers and sisters immediately turned their gazes toward the source.

"Huh? What's wrong with Instructor Yu?"

"Could Instructor Yu have run into some kind of danger?"

"Don't tell me that junior brother tried to make a move on Instructor Yu?"

"Holy crap! No way! How could that pretty boy possibly beat Instructor Yu? I bet those two have a thing going on!"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, you idiot! If the instructor hears you, you'll be spending the rest of your life confined to a wheelchair!"

Fortunately, those senior martial brothers and sisters were standing far enough away that Yu Shifei couldn't hear what they were babbling about, otherwise today truly would have been the doomsday of the entire weapon-refinement department.

"Um... can I say I didn't mean to do that just now?" Chen Bo swallowed hard. Terrifying as it was, that momentary sensation had been nothing short of exquisite!

Whether in his past life or the present, Chen Bo had always been a lone wolf, and the number of times he'd even held a girl's hand could be counted on one hand—let alone licking one.

His heart was rippling with waves of ecstasy! How did that saying go again? Better to die beneath the peony flower, even as a ghost, one remains romantic.

Well, Chen Bo didn't want to kick the bucket quite yet, so he figured it was best not to do anything overly outrageous.

Looking at Chen Bo's innocent and pure expression, Yu Shifei felt a strong urge to slap him into oblivion.

Yet, for reasons unknown, as she gazed at that thoroughly punchable face of his, she suddenly felt an inexplicable hesitation to strike. Yu Shifei had no idea what was going on; perhaps she was just in a good mood today and didn't feel like violence?

Just as both of them were letting their imaginations run wild, Chen Bo suddenly felt a surge of warmth rising from his lower abdomen.

A wondrous energy flooded his entire body, and the fatigue that had previously left him unable to even stand up vanished almost entirely, healing him by seven or eight tenths!

This was simply an otherworldly version of a Senzu Bean!

However, how could Yu Shifei possibly be so kind-hearted? Had she suddenly turned over a new leaf?