Journey to become a God

Lin Rouxi placed two cold drinks on the table before taking a seat across from Ye Chen.

"Please, have a drink first," she said politely.

Ye Chen didn't hesitate and took a sip.

"So, Ye Chen, how do you plan to treat my condition?" Lin Rouxi asked, her voice laced with curiosity and concern.

Ye Chen set his glass down and leaned forward slightly. "It's actually quite simple. I just need to massage your muscles. Your muscle tissue has started to freeze, and if left untreated, it could spread throughout your body and lead to paralysis."

Lin Rouxi's eyes widened in alarm. "Is it really that serious?"

Ye Chen nodded. "Yes. If untreated, it could become a major problem. But luckily, you met me." His voice carried a hint of pride.

Lin Rouxi hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Alright then, let's begin."

"Good. We'll need to start with your thighs. Please remove your lower skirt so I can properly access the affected muscles."

A sudden shift in the atmosphere occurred as Lin Rouxi's expression darkened. "Ye Chen, you're shameless! Are you trying to take advantage of me?" she accused, her chest rising and falling with frustration. "I refuse to go through with the treatment now!"

Ye Chen sighed, leaning back. "Well, it's your choice, Teacher Lin. After all, I'm not the one who needs this treatment—you are."

Lin Rouxi turned her back on him, her arms crossed. "Then leave! I don't need your help!"

Shaking his head, Ye Chen stood up and left the room. However, just as he stepped outside, he heard a sudden cry.

"Ahh!" Lin Rouxi's voice was filled with distress.

Ye Chen hesitated but remained outside the door. He had already been kicked out—why should he return?

Inside, Lin Rouxi clutched her thighs in pain. The discomfort had worsened, making it difficult for her to move. Tears welled in her eyes. "I can't be paralyzed… I don't want to be paralyzed!" Panic set in as she realized Ye Chen might have been telling the truth.

Gathering her pride, she called out desperately, "Ye Chen, please come back! I'm sorry! Please help me!"

The sound of her pleading grew louder, accompanied by quiet sobs.

Ye Chen sighed. Though he had no obligation to return, he wasn't heartless. He stepped back inside and found Lin Rouxi collapsed on the floor, tears streaming down her face.

She looked up at him, relief flooding her features. "You're back… I'm truly sorry for earlier. Please, help me." Her voice trembled with vulnerability.

Seeing her sincerity, Ye Chen softened. "Alright. Let's start the treatment."

He helped her onto the couch and positioned her comfortably. "I'll begin now."

Lin Rouxi nodded, closing her eyes in acceptance.

Ye Chen gently placed his hands on her thighs, focusing his energy. Lin Rouxi tensed slightly at his touch, but soon a warmth spread through her muscles as Ye Chen began his massage. His hands moved expertly, applying precise pressure to release the tension.

A soft sigh escaped Lin Rouxi's lips as the warmth spread. The sensation was unfamiliar yet soothing. Her body, which had been stiff from pain, gradually relaxed.

Ye Chen concentrated, using a specialized technique to channel energy and restore circulation. However, a faint sound disrupted his focus.

"Ah…" Lin Rouxi let out an involuntary moan. Her body felt unusually sensitive to his touch, and an unfamiliar heat coursed through her veins.

Ye Chen's hands paused for a moment. "Teacher, please try to stay quiet."

Lin Rouxi covered her mouth, embarrassed. "I-I don't know why… it just feels so…" Her voice trailed off as another wave of warmth spread through her limbs.

Ye Chen forced himself to ignore her reactions and focused on finishing the treatment.

After five minutes, he finally pulled his hands away. Lin Rouxi gasped softly, feeling both relief and an odd sense of loss. Her legs trembled as she tried to stand, her body still adjusting to the sudden return of sensation.

Seeing her unsteady, Ye Chen reached out to support her. "Be careful—"

"No! Don't touch me!" Lin Rouxi quickly stepped back, her face flushed. She snatched her skirt and hurriedly covered herself.

Without another word, she staggered toward her room, slamming the door behind her.

Ye Chen exhaled and shook his head. "Women are complicated…" he muttered, before sitting back down.

Inside her room, Lin Rouxi leaned against the door, her face burning with embarrassment. She had never experienced such a reaction before—her body betraying her in front of a student.

Taking deep breaths, she tried to compose herself, but one glance at her discarded undergarment made her cheeks flush even redder.

"How am I supposed to face Ye Chen after this?" she whispered, burying her face in her hands.