Chapter 153: Cleansing Ritual

Soon enough, I stood in front of Yi Zhiqiu wearing only my underwear and thigh-high black stockings.

He blushed furiously and turned his head away,
refusing to look at me at all.

He was clearly in his late twenties,
yet unexpectedly pure-hearted.

Of course, I could understand him.

After all, a school beauty as stunning as this—
standing in front of him in nothing but her underwear—
if the old Xia Yubing had done this to me back when I was still a boy,
I probably would have fainted on the spot.

Even now, as I am,
I still didn’t quite dare to look straight at my own body.

Thinking of this,
a tiny mischievous impulse suddenly rose in me.

I smiled and said:

“Teacher Yi, you can turn around now.
If you don’t look at me,
how are you going to exorcise the evil spirits?”

“Ah… my apologies.”

Yi Zhiqiu turned his head,
glanced at me for a split second,
then immediately lowered his gaze again—
he truly didn’t dare look at my body.

He took out a gourd and walked over.

When he opened the cap,
a refreshing wave of spiritual qi wafted out.

It was Daoist spiritual water—
the same kind I had once used at Xiao Qing’s house.

But the spiritual water in Yi Zhiqiu’s hand
was incomparably purer than Xiao Qing’s.

Just inhaling the scent once,
I already felt the fatigue in my body melt away significantly.

“Um, Xia Yubing…
next, I’m going to pour the spiritual water over your body.
This is all part of the cleansing ritual to drive out evil.
Please don’t be upset.”

Yi Zhiqiu explained nervously,
clearly worried.

He had already made a girl strip in front of him,
and now he was about to pour water all over her—
and there would be even more “excessive” steps later.
He wasn’t sure if Xia Yubing would think he was some kind of pervert.

“I understand.
Just go ahead and pour.”

I found a chair and sat down.

Xiao Qing had already told me the full process of the cleansing ritual long ago.

“Then… excuse me.”

Yi Zhiqiu lifted the gourd
and poured the spiritual water over me.

In that instant,
a cool, refreshing sensation enveloped my entire body.

The evil qi inside me
dissipated in the blink of an eye.

I felt the heavy pressure weighing on both body and mind
lighten considerably.

After joining the Supernatural Events Department,
I could also obtain spiritual water from them as a benefit.

But the spiritual water issued by the department
was nowhere near as pure as what Yi Zhiqiu had,
and the quantity was laughably small.

Official members of the department
could receive one small perfume-bottle-sized portion each week.

Most people only dripped a few drops into their bathwater when showering.

But the gourd in Yi Zhiqiu’s hand
seemed bottomless.

He kept pouring without end.

All the negative energy I had inadvertently absorbed from the cursed objects,
the ghostly qi that clung to me after controlling spirits,
even the unclean things I had picked up around the neighborhood—
everything was being washed away by the spiritual water.

“Hiss—!!”

The only problem was…

Yi Zhiqiu no longer knew where to put his eyes.

Because the underwear I was wearing
happened to be a very thin, high-end silk set.

Once soaked with water,
it turned completely transparent.

At first, Yi Zhiqiu hadn’t noticed.

But when he accidentally glanced at my chest,
his hand trembled—
and the entire gourd slipped from his grip
and fell right onto my lap.

“Hey? Hold it steady!”

I had been blissfully enjoying the spiritual water bath,
when suddenly the gourd landed on my leg.

I picked it up, turned around,
and tried to hand it back to him—
only to see him frantically avert his gaze,
not even daring to take it.

Only then did I look down.

Two proud, snowy peaks stood out clearly,
the cherry-pink tips perfectly outlined beneath the now-see-through silk.

Even I felt a burst of embarrassment.

I hurriedly covered my chest and sat back down.

How should I put it…

If Yi Zhiqiu had asked me to take off the underwear entirely just now,
I might not have felt this shy at all.

But precisely because I was still “covered,”
yet the soaked silk had turned transparent—
that strange sense of shame hit me even harder.

Weird feeling, really.

“Please… continue. Don’t hold back.”

I said softly.

The spiritual water bath felt incredibly good—
I didn’t want it to stop.

“Um… even if I keep pouring spiritual water,
it still won’t be enough to completely dispel the evil qi on your body,
nor can it fully replenish your blood and qi.
So… next, I might need to, uh…
how should I say it… give you a massage?”

Yi Zhiqiu tried to explain.

“It’s a necessary part of the cleansing ritual, right?
Teacher Yi, please don’t worry. Go ahead.”

I replied very calmly.

“Oh… so you already know.
You must have learned about it from the Supernatural Events Department.
That makes things easier.”

Yi Zhiqiu let out a relieved breath.

In the past,
what troubled him most was having to explain the cleansing ritual process
to ordinary people.

But knowing was one thing—
actually touching my bare skin with his hands
was still an enormous psychological hurdle for him.

He hesitated for a long time
just to extend his hand.

“Ah!”

The moment Yi Zhiqiu’s hand rested on my shoulder,
I let out a small, surprised cry.

Not because it hurt—
on the contrary,
it felt far too good.

A wonderfully comfortable warmth flowed from his palm.

I had felt this sensation before—
back in the park,
when I held Yi Zhiqiu’s hand.
I could sense the vigorous, abundant essence of life radiating from him,
and absorbing it made my whole body feel refreshed.

“Did I hurt you?”

Yi Zhiqiu asked while firmly kneading my shoulders.

If he used this much force,
it wouldn’t achieve the proper cleansing effect—
yet he was deliberately channeling his vital essence into my body.

This felt a hundred times more comfortable than before.

“Ah… no, mm… very… comfortable…
hn… please continue… a little harder.”

I spoke in broken gasps,
greedily devouring the essence he was sending me.

“Um… could you maybe… not make those kinds of sounds?
It’s making it a little hard for me to continue…”

Yi Zhiqiu said awkwardly.

Only then did I realize
that my constant soft moans were making the atmosphere extremely strange.

But I couldn’t help it.

Yi Zhiqiu’s technique was simply too masterful.

Compared to him,
Xiao Qing was practically an amateur,
and I myself was a complete novice.

Yi Zhiqiu was the true professional massage master—
his tuina felt impossibly good.

And combined with the essence he was pouring into me,
it felt like I was ascending to heaven.

My entire body was wrapped in indescribable comfort.

Especially every time he pressed down,
a burst of overwhelming pleasure would hit me in an instant.

It was honestly asking too much to expect me not to make any sound.

“Wait a second… mm, is this better?”

I grabbed a towel from the wall,
stuffed it into my mouth,
and bit down hard—
muffling all the sounds in my throat.

“Alright… just endure it a little longer.
I’ll finish soon.”

Yi Zhiqiu said,
then began kneading my entire body at an even faster pace.

Next came my abdomen,
hips, and legs—
areas even more sensitive than my upper body.

I could barely hold back anymore.

Even though the towel turned my cries into stifled grunts,
the atmosphere still felt incredibly awkward.

“Mmph… mm? Mmm!”

I desperately tried to endure Yi Zhiqiu’s hands,
forcing my mind to wander elsewhere.

And then I noticed something truly miraculous.

The essence Yi Zhiqiu was channeling into me
didn’t just replenish my lost blood and qi.

Most importantly—
it actually stopped my skin from itching.

The majority of the essence he sent over
was first absorbed by my skin.
Only the remainder flowed deeper into my body
to fill the gaps in my vitality.

After his massage,
my skin became even fairer and more tender—
just like it used to be.

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