164: Chapter 164 Detoxification

The door had just opened.

Helena, like a madwoman who had caught hold of the last straw, crawled and stumbled as she lunged inside.

She threw herself directly at Lin Ye's feet, her hands tightly hugging Lin Ye's ankles.

The warm aura naturally emitted by the Pure Yang Dao Body caused her to let out an irrepressibly comfortable moan.

Disregarding her image, she rubbed her delicately charming face against Lin Ye's dress pants, attempting to draw more heat and Yang Qi.

"Get lost."

Leng Yue, standing to the side, let out a cold gaze, raised her slender jade leg wearing high heels, and was about to kick this shameless Western woman away.

In Leng Yue's eyes, besides her and Frost Star, any female creature that dared to touch her husband's body deserved to die.

"Hold on."

Lin Ye raised a hand to stop Leng Yue.

He glanced at the nun at his feet.

"The corpse poison has invaded your heart, and the holy light magic inside your body has now been completely contaminated."

"In another half an hour, if you cannot obtain the cleansing of the Pure Yang Qi, you will either die from your desires burning and your body exploding, or you will turn into a mindless, lustful living corpse."

Lin Ye's tone was calm yet cruel.

Every single word was like a sharp knife, precisely piercing into Helena's psychological defense line.

"Save me… I'll agree to whatever you want…"

Helena raised her head, her ice-blue eyes filled with entreaty, tears mixed with sweat washing over her exquisite facial features.

Because God had not come to save her.

The only one who could save her was the devil in front of her.

Lin Ye was not swayed in the slightest by her beauty and wretchedness.

He leisurely walked over to the golden-thread nanmu tea table and sat down on the large board chair.

Fatty Wang, extremely tactful, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over.

Lin Ye took a sip of tea, crossed his legs, and gazed coldly at Helena, who was lying on the ground struggling to breathe.

"My Lins Funeral Shop opens its doors for business. We never do free charity work of saving lives and healing the wounded."

"Your life, plus the loss fee for helping you completely eradicate the corpse poison. What do you plan to pay with?"

Helena curled up in pain on the carpet, her hands tightly clutching the clothes at her chest.

"I… I have a lot of money… I am the chief of the Inquisition… I have a large amount of gold reserves in Swiss banks… I'll give them all to you…"

"Money?"

Lin Ye let out a sneer, as if he had heard some monstrous joke.

"Do you think I, Lin Ye, look like someone who lacks your bits of scrap metal?"

Lin Ye put down his tea cup, leaned his body slightly forward, and locked his highly oppressive gaze tightly onto Helena.

"What I want is you."

As soon as these words came out, Helena shuddered all over.

She thought that Lin Ye had taken a fancy to her beauty and wanted to take advantage of her perilous state to possess her body.

As a nun who had dedicated her entire life to the deity, this was the humiliation she could accept the least.

However… however, the love Gu inside her body was screaming frantically, making her want to throw herself into this man's arms immediately and let him ravage her at will.

"Don't let your imagination run too wild; I don't have much interest in this toxin-polluted foreign shell of yours."

Lin Ye's voice, which seemed capable of piercing human hearts, sounded once again, directly shattering her final illusions.

"The upcoming business of Lins Funeral Shop will expand to the Western Continent. I lack someone who is familiar with the road conditions there and is absolutely loyal."

Lin Ye snapped his fingers.

"Fatty, take out our top-tier VIP lifelong labor contract."

Fatty Wang immediately flipped a gold-stamped parchment scroll out of the drawer, and tossed it along with a writing brush dipped in cinnabar in front of Helena.

"Sign it."

Lin Ye's voice allowed for no doubt.

"Sign this soul contract, and from now on, you will no longer be whatever-the-hell Western nun."

"Your life, your soul, everything belongs to me, Lin Ye. I let you live, you live; I let you die, you die. If you dare to have even a shred of a thought of betrayal, the Nine Nether Karmic Fire on the contract will burn your soul for ten thousand years."

Helena looked at the parchment contract on the ground.

The Eastern runes on it exuded an oppressive feeling that made one's soul tremble.

She knew that once she signed this name, she would completely betray her deity and degenerate into a slave of the heretics.

"No… I can't…"

Helena shook her head in pain, her tears blurring her vision.

Blue veins bulged on the back of her hands, struggling bitterly on the edge of reason.

"Not signing?"

Lin Ye's gaze turned cold as he stood up directly.

"Fatty, throw her out. I don't like the stench of a dead person in the shop."

"Alrighty!"

Fatty Wang rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to grab her.

Hearing that Lin Ye was going to chase her away, the Love Flower Gu inside Helena seemed to sense the host's despair, and at this moment ushered in its most fierce, ultimate outbreak!

"Ah!"

Helena let out a shrill and high-pitched scream.

Her psychological defense line completely collapsed in this instant.

The desire to survive and physical longing conquered all faith and dignity.

"I'll sign! I'll sign!"

Helena lunged at the parchment like a rabid dog, not even taking the writing brush, and directly bit her own finger, writing her name crookedly with blood at the very bottom of the contract: Helena.

The moment the last stroke fell,

The cinnabar runes on the parchment lit up with a red light, sinking directly into her glabella, transforming into a hidden mark of enslavement.

The contract was established.

From then on, life and death were not up to the heavens, but solely up to a single thought from Lin Ye.

"Very good. A wise man submits to circumstances."

Lin Ye waved his hand with satisfaction, putting the parchment scroll back into the system space.

"Master… save me… I feel so terrible…"

Helena changed her form of address very smoothly.

After her faith collapsed, she had completely regarded Lin Ye as her only savior.

She lay on the ground, raising her exquisitely beautiful face covered in tear stains and flush.

"Leng Yue, take her to the quiet room on the first floor, strip her clean, and throw her into the medicinal bath tub."

Lin Ye instructed.

Leng Yue walked up with a face full of disgust, grabbed the back collar of Helena's nun's habit like picking up a chick, and directly lifted her up from the ground.

"Behave. Don't dirty my family's carpet."

Leng Yue gave a cold warning, dragging the limp Helena toward the guest quiet room on the side of the first floor.

Five minutes later.

Lin Ye pushed open the door to the quiet room.

In the center of the room sat a huge cypress wooden bathtub.

The bathtub was filled with black medicinal liquid urgently formulated by Ayugu, specially used to suppress Gu poison.

Helena had been stripped completely bare, her entire body soaking in the black medicinal liquid.

Her visually striking Western femme fatale figure loomed vaguely in the murky medicinal liquid.

Large patches of snow-white skin presented a morbid flush due to the torture of the toxin.

Her hands were bound behind her back to the edge of the bathtub by Leng Yue using a special ritual rope.

Her short silver hair was wetly plastered against her cheeks, and her ice-blue eyes stared fixedly at Lin Ye, who had pushed the door open and entered.

"Master…"

Helena's voice had become hoarse beyond recognition, filled with thick entreaty and yearning.

Lin Ye walked to the side of the bathtub, took off his coat, and casually draped it over a chair nearby.

He looked down condescendingively at this once lofty Western senior nun.

"The corpse poison has already penetrated deep into your bone marrow, and ordinary medicinal stones are completely useless. The only way is to use my purest Pure Yang True Qi to comb through your meridians inch by inch and forcefully drive the toxin out."

There was not the slightest fluctuation of lust in Lin Ye's eyes, only the absolute calmness of a practitioner.

But the words he said next made Helena feel a humiliation more terrifying than death.

"This process will be extremely painful, because while expelling the poison, the Pure Yang True Qi will vastly stimulate your senses."

"Your body will experience unimaginable stimulation, and if you can't help crying out, I won't laugh at you."

Helena bit her lip and stubbornly turned her head away.

"I am the servant of the Lord… I can endure all hardships…"

"Is that so?"

Lin Ye sneered.

He unceremoniously extended his right hand and pressed it directly onto Helena's smooth, white back covered in cold sweat.

"Boom!"

A surge of Pure Yang True Qi, following Lin Ye's palm, mercilessly rushed into Helena's body.

"Ah!"

Helena's stubbornness could not even be maintained for a single instant.

An overbearing current of Pure Yang True Qi surged explosively through her meridians, startling her into letting out an uncontrollable muffled groan.

Wherever the utmost Yang power passed, the utmost Yin corpse poison that had entrenched her meridians for many days was like snow meeting a blazing sun, refined and evaporated strand by strand amidst the sizzling sounds of energy burning.

Meanwhile, the residual toxins of the Love Flower Gu sensed the threat of the Pure Yang Qi and began their final frantic counterattack, stirring up a chilling afterwave deep within her meridians.

"Lord… forgive me…"

Her ice-blue eyes completely lost focus, her consciousness blown into a complete blank by this ultimate purifying force.

She did not know who she was praying to, as the last shred of clarity in her mind was being completely obliterated.

...

This process lasted for a full three hours.

When the last trace of black blood dripped from Helena's fingertips into the medicinal bath,

She no longer had the strength to even move a single finger.

Her entire body slumped limply against the edge of the bathtub, panting heavily.

In her ice-blue eyes, that lofty arrogance was completely gone.

In the gaze directed at Lin Ye, there remained only deep infatuation and absolute submission.

Lin Ye withdrew his hand, pulled out a towel from the side, and wiped the water stains off his hands.

"The poison is cleared."

"Put on your clothes and get out. Lins Funeral Shop doesn't keep idle people; start working tomorrow."

Lin Ye dropped this sentence, turned around, and strode out of the quiet room.

Leaving Helena soaking in the water, watching the man's upright back, a layer of morbid infatuation welling up at the bottom of her eyes.