Reborn as a Hatrack in the Mystical Land-Chapter 682 - 139: Macho Breathing Technique

Long Rui and Qing Zizhu’s current condition: lips tightly closed, complexion purple-blue, heartbeats and pulses extremely faint, unmistakably signs of drowning.

Yue Jinghua covertly flipped their eyelids; their pupils hadn’t yet dilated, and although their heartbeats were weak, they had not stopped. With appropriate rescue measures, they could certainly be saved.

Of course, "appropriate rescue measures" refers to modern techniques.

"Will you just speak up? What’s with keeping us in suspense at a time like this? Are you trying to worry us to death?" Ji Yun saw Long Rui cradled in Yue Minzhi’s arms and was already feeling a bitter knot in his stomach.

Yue Minzhi couldn’t keep calm either, "Huahua, if you have a way, just tell us. We’re all members of the Southern Expedition Army, it’s only right for us to help and love each other."

"Captain, please save Zizhu," pleaded Chi Xi, also desperately begging.

"When I was at Xuanji Academy, the headmaster of the Outer Court, Qiu Chuzi, taught us a method specifically for treating drowning victims. He said as long as there’s a breath left, the person could be brought back to life," Yue Jinghua paused, then gave Shalman a wink.

Upon hearing this, Shalman immediately caught on and nodded in cooperation.

"This method is called Pure Yang Breathing Technique. It requires a male with abundant yang energy to compress the drowned person’s chest and abdomen with his hands, then transfer Dark Energy from his body into the mouth of the drowned person; this action must be repeated continuously until the drowned person regains consciousness and can breathe on their own." What Yue Jinghua described was, of course, modern cardiopulmonary resuscitation, but on the Canglong Continent, not a soul knew the origin of CPR. Therefore, for her "unspeakable motives," she slightly adapted the premises of CPR.

What kind of method was this, requiring mouth-to-mouth?

No sooner had Yue Jinghua finished speaking, than everyone present exchanged bewildered glances, with Yue Minzhi’s handsome face suspiciously turning red.

Abundant yang energy? That meant that only a male could perform it, and of the men present...

"This method seems somewhat inappropriate, doesn’t it?" Yue Minzhi said awkwardly. As much as he was desperate to save a life, the idea of mouth-to-mouth...

He glanced at Long Rui’s delicate face, which had turned pink from being soaked and couldn’t help but feel a surge of panic inside.

Upon hearing this, Ji Yun, thinking about Yue Minzhi rescuing Long Rui, glared furiously, "Mr. Yue, are you kidding us? I have never heard of any Pure Yang Breathing Technique."

"Believe it or not, I have personally witnessed Old Man Qiu revive a drowning old woman with this method," Yue Jinghua elaborated with increasing mystery, causing Shalman’s mouth to twitch uncontrollably.

"The only ones here who can save others are big brother and you. Don’t look at me, my inborn yang energy is insufficient, my brother knows it best. The task of saving lives is all up to you. Qing Zizhu is your good brother; can you simply stand by and watch him die?" Yue Jinghua shrugged.

Upon hearing this, Chi Xi made as if to kneel down, "Young Master Ji, I beg you, save Zizhu."

"Hey, don’t kneel," Ji Yun already knew about the relationship between Qing Zizhu and Chi Xi from the event involving the Fire Lotus Seeds in the Water Dungeon.

After all, Chi Xi’s Fire Lotus Seeds had been a great help to him. If not for the Fire Lotus Seeds, his current condition might be no better than Qing Zizhu’s.

Although he was a hedonist, he did remember life-saving favors. Coupled with him and Qing Zizhu coming all this way together, their past relationship as drinking buddies had also deepened, and he really couldn’t bring himself to stand by and let him die.

But he was unwilling, why should Yue Minzhi be able to hold a beauty and kiss her, while he must kiss a man?

"Can we negotiate this? I’ll..." Ji Yun still wanted to struggle, but Yue Minzhi preempted him, bending over first.

Ji Yun felt like dying, but with several pairs of eyes looking over, including Qian Luo and Shalman, who were gleaming with glee, a typical modern-day fujoshi delight.

"Heaven wants to forsake me," wailed Ji Yun, as he leaned in close to Qing Zizhu under the gaze of a group of gossiping beauties.

Following Yue Jinghua’s method, Yue Minzhi placed his hands on Long Rui’s chest, only to touch skin that was surprisingly elastic, causing his ears to immediately turn red.

Yue Jinghua, on the other hand, was encouraging him: "Big brother, press a little harder, and don’t forget to pass the breath through your mouth."

Looking over at Ji Yun’s side, the sight was quite pleasing to the eye, too.

Both Ji Yun and Qing Zizhu were handsome men, and the image of them pressing lips together appeared rather aesthetic.

After "Pure Yang Breathing" for a while, Qing Zizhu reacted first; his body soaked, and his clothes unfastened by Ji Yun, Young Master Qing coughed up a mouthful of water violently.

As he opened his eyes, just as Ji Yun was about to deliver another breath, he was startled into a sitting position, clutching his clothes tightly, with a look of being offended, "Ji Yun, what are you doing?"

Seeing him awaken, Ji Yun immediately hopped to the side, furiously spitting out, "You little brat, you think I wanted to do this? This was my first kiss," he lamented. Who would have guessed that the seemingly promiscuous Young Master Ji, who had a predilection for cleanliness, never let any woman touch his mouth even when frolicking with them.

"Little Zhu," Chi Xi immediately turned from tears to laughter, "you scared your mother to death."

Qing Zizhu looked up at Chi Xi, saw her swollen red eyes and disheveled hair, and couldn’t help feeling touched, he softly called out, "Mother, I worried you."

During those days in the Water Dungeon, after obtaining the Fire Lotus Seeds, he had come to understand Chi Xi’s feelings, his heart always concerned for his mother’s safety in the Water Dungeon.

For the first time in over a decade, he called out "Mother" sincerely and from the heart; Chi Xi, upon hearing this, wrapped her arms around him, and broke down in tears.

On the other side, Long Rui’s condition showed no signs of improvement.

She lay with her eyes closed, motionless, not coughing up any water.

Yue Minzhi was anxious, not daring to relax his lips, he continued to breathe into her mouth, breath after breath, and occasionally wiped Long Rui’s forehead with the back of his hand.

"Huahua, why hasn’t she woken up yet," Yue Minzhi said with a sigh of relief when Qing Zizhu had woken, but Long Rui was still not awake, and his heart tightened with worry.

Yue Jinghua watched from the side and saw that although Long Rui hadn’t moved at all, her cheeks suspiciously flushed, and as Yue Minzhi’s breath passing became more frequent, her complexion grew redder.

What a cunning Long Rui, even sneakier than I am.

Yue Jinghua chuckled secretly, coughed, and pretended to be worried: "Big brother, could it be because you lack exercise recently and your yang energy is insufficient, how about we let Ji Yun try instead?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Yun’s eyes immediately lit up with joy.

Yue Minzhi’s face, however, turned ashen.

Long Rui on the ground got a fright when she heard this; she had actually woken up earlier but pretended to be unconscious to get closer to Yue Minzhi.

When she heard Yue Jinghua’s words, she dared not to feign unconsciousness any longer and "Ying"-ed softly, finally coming around.