GoodReadChapter 185 Helping Yelena Out
The old friar, however, kept Emrys in suspense, stating that it was a secret. He assured Emrys that everything
would naturally becclear later on.
As for the more profound questions, the old friar merely responded with a smile and no answer. He simply said
that when the twas right, everything would naturally be revealed. This left Emrys extremely frustrated, to
the point where he burned several of the old friar’s treasured Jetroinian painting albums that very day. The
consequence of his actions was a severe beating.
After explaining the basic situation of the cultivator, Yelena blinked her enticing, narrow eyes that resembled a
fox’s, and asked, “So, what realm are you in now, Rys?”
After giving it sserious thought, Emrys suddenly let out a mischievous chuckle and said, “Take a guess!”
“Hmph! Don’t want to talk, huh? | don’t even care to know!” -
Yelena turned her head, her face full of frustration. Seeing her expression, Emrys finally experienced the
amusement his old friar used to feel.
After a moment, Emrys suddenly said, “Get on the bed, Lena. I'll assist you in your cultivation!”
Sure enough, Yelena no longer looked gloomy. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she asked, “You can even assist in
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“Of course, it's possible. Your life energy and mine share the sorigin. As long as | place my palm on you and
circulate my life energy, it can resonate with yours. Rest assured, | will control the strength of the life energy.
Your meridians are still too weak to withstand a strong flow of life energy,” Emrys said, candidly sharing with
Yelena the secret that their vital energies originated from the ssource.
After all, Yelena was a novice in cultivation, so she had no idea what that statement truly meant.
so
Of course, Emrys would no longer arbitrarily manipulate the life energy within Yelena’s b*dy.
This was because Yelena was currently in the foundational stage, where every strand of life energy was of
utmost importance to her.
When her cultivation had been elevated to a stage where she could instantly condense life energy, if Emrys truly
needed to utilize the life/energy within Yelena’s b*dy, the impact on Yelena wouldn't be significant. This was
because she would be able to replenish her life energy quickly.
“All right, all right. Hurry up and assistwith my cultivation practice, you jerk.”
As expected, Yelena didn’t overthink it. The moment she heard he could aid in her cultivation, she immediately
clambered onto the bed without any hesitation.
Emrys’ face turned gloomy as he said, “Since you've takenas your mentor, you must call‘Mr. Lund‘ from
now on, and you're not allowed to calla jerk anymore.”
This is all Issa’s fault! It was one thing to ruin my image, but to actually givesuch an ill-suited nicknis
truly excessive!
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Chapter 185 Helping Yelena Out
“Got it, you jerk! I'm not the type to be unreasonable. Since you've askednot to call you a jerk, | won't call
you that again. By the way, what was it that you wantedto call you?” she said.
“Hehe... You can callwhatever you like, as long as it makes you happy, Lena.”
“Aren’t you a sensible person?”
Only then did Yelena retract her small fist that she had extended toward Emrys, and she sat cross- legged on the
bed. In the process, she tore a few holes in her black stockings, revealing sections of her fair, slender legs.
Seeing her still tearing, Emrys finally couldn't help but ask, “Lena, it’s just training. Why are you tearing your
stockings?”
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“Mind your own business! | just feel like tearing it apart! Now, enough with the nonsense! Hurry up!”
With a sigh, Emrys sat cross-legged behind Yelena. His palm gently rested on the cool, smooth skin of her back,
exposed by her spaghetti strap top.
“Huh? There's a white rope here obstructing my hand, which will interfere with your cultivation.”
As Emrys grabbed the rope and gave it a tug, he heard a rustling sound from ahead. The strap of Yelena’s
spaghetti strap top had noticeably shifted forward a bit.
Half an hour later, Yelena was drenched in sweat.
Her camisole had long been soaked through. This was due to the warmth that Emrys’ palm had been
transmitting to her, little by little.
It felt as though every pore in her b*dy had opened up.
“Mmm...”
When Emrys’ hand slid away from the back of Yelena, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She was
extremely reluctant to stop it, so much so that when she turned around, her gaze toward Emrys was filled with a
deep sense of longingness.
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