Cultivation Online Chapter 495
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"I… I must be dreaming…" Yuan mumbled in a voice filled with disbelief as he moved his arms around without any effort.
He was barely able to move his arms last night, yet he suddenly had the ability to sit up on the bed and move around effortlessly?
"Y-Young Master… I-I don't think you're dreaming..." Meifeng said to him in a low voice.
Yuan subconsciously turned his head to look in Meifeng's direction, but he was still blind. However, that didn't matter to him. Even if he remains blind for the rest of his life, as long as he can move his body properly, he will be satisfied.
"What happened, Young Master? Why can you suddenly… move?" Meifeng asked him, silently wondering to herself if she was actually the one dreaming.
Although she was happy for him, she was also worried about the sudden phenomenon.
"I… I don't know. My body just started working again… Almost like when my body suddenly stopped working many years ago," he said, still in disbelief.
After a moment of silence, Yuan decided to try and get off the bed by himself.
He took a deep breath, then he started moving his body off the bed.
Meifeng watched with a nervous look on her beautiful face, feeling like a mother watching her baby walking on their own for the first time.
A moment later, Yuan managed to stand up on his own beside the bed after a little struggle.
Despite having no trouble moving his body in Cultivation Online, it was an entirely different feeling in the real world, as his body hasn't physically stood up in many years.
"Young Master…"
Meifeng suddenly felt an urge to cry, and before she even realized it, tears were already flowing down her face.
Seeing Yuan stand up on his own had overwhelmed her, who had always dreamt about seeing it happen.
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Once he was used to the feeling of standing up, Yuan began moving his legs, trying to walk.
However, since his body wasn't used to moving for so long, it was a new challenge for him.
"Oh!"
Yuan even fell down a couple of times.
"Young Master, please hold my hand." Meifeng got out of bed to assist him.
Yuan grabbed her hand and started moving back and forth in the bedroom while being supported by Meifeng, feeling like a patient during rehabilitation.
"How do you feel, Young Master?" Meifeng asked him a few minutes later.
"I can move my body just fine, but since I haven't moved this much in a while, it feels like my body is having trouble listening to all of my commands. However, I am starting to get used to the feeling of moving again."
"Okay, let's continue this for a little longer," Meifeng said.
Thus, Yuan continued to practice his movements in the bedroom with Meifeng.
Sometime later, Meixiu got out of her bed and started preparing for breakfast.
While she cooked breakfast, Meixiu heard the door to Yuan's room open.
"Good morning, mother," Meixiu said without looking back.
There was no response from Meifeng, but Meixiu was used to receiving no response so she didn't think much of it and continued to cook breakfast.
A few moments later, Meixiu could feel a presence approaching her from behind.
"Do you need some help?"
Yuan's voice suddenly resounded, but it sounded too close to her, causing Meixiu to raise her eyebrows.
She then turned around, and to her complete shock, Yuan was standing right behind her with a smile on his face.
"Whoa?!"
Meixiu took a step back and nearly knocked down the cooking pan, looking like she'd just witnessed a ghost.
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"Y-Y-You… You're standing?!" Meixiu exclaimed in a shocked voice.
"That's right. It's pretty cool, right?" Yuan chuckled.
"Oh, I'm sorry if I scared you just now. I only wanted to surprise you," he added.
Meixiu then silently looked up and down at Yuan to make sure she was seeing it properly. Once she confirmed that Yuan was actually standing, she rubbed her eyes and even pinched her own cheeks to make sure she wasn't dreaming.
"You're not dreaming, Meixiu. It's real. The Young Master can move properly now." Meifeng said to her from Yuan's bedroom.
"Why… How…?" Meixiu had so many questions that she didn't know where to start.
"Sorry, but I don't know either. I woke up being able to move." Yuan said.
"You woke up like that…?" Meixiu looked at him with a dumbfounded face.
How does that even work? A miracle?
"I don't know what to say… congratulations on your recovery?" Meixiu said a moment later.
His recovery was so sudden that Meixiu was still trying to fully grasp the situation.
"Meixiu."
Yuan suddenly spread his arms with a smile on his face, his desires obvious.
Meixiu looked at Meifeng, who was still standing by Yuan's room and staring at her with a profound gaze.
"How long are you going to make him wait?" Meifeng said to her a moment later.
Meixiu immediately began blushing.
She then approached Yuan and accepted his hug.
"I have wanted to do this for a long time now," he said as he tightened his embrace on her.
"Now that I can move again, I promise you that I won't let anyone bully you anymore."
Hearing Yuan's words, the redness on Meixiu's face fully blossomed.
Once Yuan was satisfied, he let her go and said, "Alright, I will let you finish breakfast now. If you need help, let me know."
"It's okay, I got it."
Sometime later, once breakfast was ready, they sat around the table in the living room with more food than usual since Meifeng was there as well.
Of course, it felt surreal for all three of them to be sitting together like they were a real family.
"What are your plans now, Young Master?" Meifeng asked him after breakfast while Meixiu cleaned the dishes.
"There's a lot of things I want to do, such as giving the Cultivators' Association a piece of my mind, but first, I need to get used to moving my body again," he said.
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