Liu Buli did not think so.
He wished that things like imprisonment and binding would forever remain in novels. If they became reality, they could easily cause him harm.
Take the current situation, for example.
Seeing Lu Wuming begin to wet the towel, preparing to wipe his body, Liu Buli became somewhat nervous. He struggled again, asking urgently, "Wuming, you're joking with me, right? Master doesn't remember doing anything wrong. Locking me up like this is rather inappropriate, don't you think?"
Liu Buli spoke pitifully, his words laced with a hint of appeasement.
Lu Wuming heard him clearly, but his actions remained unchanged.
With a gentle sigh, he wiped Liu Buli's face with the wet towel and then slowly explained, "If it were Master's own consciousness, then indeed, you haven't done anything wrong. But do you know that in your dazed state, you almost destroyed this entire ghost city?"
Lu Wuming spoke with utmost seriousness.
Liu Buli knew that on such matters, the other party would not lie to him.
His gaze became somewhat vacant. Liu Buli looked into Lu Wuming's eyes, silent for a moment, before slowly saying, "Did I... did I do something like that?"
"Master was unconscious. No matter how I called out to you, you seemed not to hear and gave no response," Lu Wuming sighed, as if recalling the scene. His expression turned complex. "Shen Muzhi said that after you took the medicine, you would likely go mad for a while longer before stopping. He told me not to suppress you while you were on medication, and I followed his advice. I didn't expect you to retaliate by completely destroying the Ghost King's Hall. It's fortunate that no one else was in the hall, and frankly, I'd long found it displeasing. So, it's fine that it's destroyed."
Liu Buli listened to the things he had no memory of, but which were clearly his actions, and felt an immense trepidation.
After hesitating for a moment longer, he asked hesitantly, "Did I... did I hurt anyone?"
"Certainly not," Lu Wuming shook his head. "Knowing you couldn't control yourself, I took you out of the city. You wouldn't hurt me, but in your eyes, everyone else was an enemy. You nearly scared You Siqi to death. However, after leaving the city, those monsters seemed to provide some release. You fought them until you were exhausted and fainted, then I brought you back and locked you up."
With that explanation, the current situation seemed to become more reasonable.
Liu Buli blinked.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then... I'm awake now. Can you untie this iron chain? With this chain bound, I feel like I can't even release my spiritual energy. Where did you find such a powerful item? Honestly, Wuming, this thing is a bit terrifying."
If a mere iron chain could suppress all of one's spiritual energy, wouldn't it be the ultimate divine artifact, an invincible existence?
However, upon hearing his question, Lu Wuming responded with a helpless scoff.
Shaking his head, he said, "Master, you're overthinking it. This is just an ordinary iron chain. My spiritual energy has indeed been imbued into it, but it only makes the chain sturdier and doesn't interfere with your condition. You feel strange simply because you've almost completely depleted your spiritual energy, so you can't use it right now."
Liu Buli froze.
Lu Wuming continued, "Your ability to wake up now proves that Shen Muzhi's medicine is effective. However, he said this dose isn't enough. You'll need to continue taking it for a while longer, and we'll decide when to stop based on your condition."
Liu Buli had always been a sharp mind.
So, upon hearing Lu Wuming's words, he immediately understood the implication and asked anxiously, "Meaning, I might go mad again any moment now?"
"It might not be any moment. You can probably hold on for a while longer. But during this time, I can't untie you, otherwise, I fear I might leave for a trip and return to find you gone."
Lu Wuming explained earnestly.
Liu Buli considered his own frenzied state as described in Lu Wuming's words and finally nodded obediently, ceasing his struggles.
Seeing him return to his docile demeanor, Lu Wuming was quite pleased.
He reached out and stroked Liu Buli's head, and in the next moment, he began to pull at Liu Buli's clothes.
Liu Buli was startled, "What are you doing now?"
"Wiping Master's body," Lu Wuming replied frankly and calmly. "Our Master is a clean person, how could I forget? A good wipe will make you more comfortable."
As he spoke, Liu Buli found it made sense.
They were, after all, cultivation partners, and they had bathed together more than once. Having the other help him wipe his body was hardly a big deal.
So, with a yawn, Liu Buli lay down.
His mind continued to process the content of Lu Wuming's earlier words, earnestly pondering how long this state would persist before being completely resolved; he himself was unsure.
Despite his hands and feet being bound to the bed, Liu Buli was remarkably calm. Lu Wuming's actions were as usual, he wiped him clean thoroughly, even wiping him several times until satisfied.
Once everything was tidied up, Lu Wuming set the basin aside.
Liu Buli reminded him, "What about my clothes?"
"There's no rush to put them on now." Lu Wuming returned to Liu Buli's side and lowered his head to kiss Liu Buli's lips.
He looked at Liu Buli's still blood-red eyes and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Reaching out, he stroked Liu Buli's head again and slowly said, "Shen Muzhi also said that after you wake up, you should cultivate. Use the old methods to awaken the spiritual energy within your body. After all, your demonic energy has been mostly cleared, so this is an opportune moment to achieve it. I suspect it might be a bit difficult for Master to do it alone, so I must help Master. I believe Master will be very happy to engage in dual cultivation."