Chapter 296: Healing
Healing…
Previously, Jiang Qiuchi had mentioned that her recovery would be much faster if she could dual cultivate with Chen An.
This was certainly not a lie.
As a cultivator of the Grand Heaven Yin-Yang Union Cultivation Technique, Chen An naturally understood.
The effect of this cultivation technique was truly peculiar.
Its dual cultivation was not merely about carnal desire or directly absorbing yin energy to supplement yang.
Instead, it was a profound and mysterious realm of divine sense merging.
Of course, this did not mean discarding physical desires. In fact, only when both individuals’ bodies and spirits reached their peak could the cultivation technique’s operations achieve exponential growth.
Thinking of this, Chen An lowered his head.
He saw the young girl’s bare feet, slender, white, and long, unstained by any dust. Her insteps were slightly arched, rosy within white, and continuously rubbed against his waist.
Every toe of hers was exquisitely delicate and crystal clear, drawing the gaze.
Even Chen An, who was usually remarkably composed, found himself breathing rapidly because of Jiang Qiuchi.
She truly lived up to her vixen name; even a small gesture could easily stir the deepest desires hidden within a man’s heart.
Chen An extended his hand, attempting to catch that restless bare foot and make it settle down, not to rub so wantonly, as it was very easy to spark a fire.
However, when his hand touched it, it was too smooth. Coupled with the fact that the young girl was already curled up on the swing, his grasp made her body tremble. Her cheeks flushed, and she lost control of her movements, letting out a soft “ah,” appearing as if she was about to roll off the swing.
Chen An reacted quickly, rushing forward to embrace her.
Warmth and softness in his arms, a faint fragrance immediately filled his nostrils.
Holding her in his arms, Chen An suddenly realized something.
Jiang Qiuchi was, after all, a dignified Golden Core cultivator. How could she fall so easily, akin to falling on flat ground?
Indeed, when he looked down, he saw the young girl was also looking at him with her eyes open.
Her eyes were shimmering with a mist of affection, and a shallow smile of triumph played on her lips.
Her fair, slender arms had already, inadvertently, wrapped around Chen An’s neck.
Chen An took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.
“Don’t do this. Let me calm down and think things through first…”
But if Jiang Qiuchi truly gave him such an opportunity, then she wouldn’t be Jiang Qiuchi.
The young girl raised her head and leaned close to his ear, her breath like orchid fragrance.
“It’s alright, just once. She won’t find out.” She licked her lips.
A moment later, seeing that the young man still seemed unmoved, her eyes shifted. She actively released her hands, her charming eyebrows furrowing slightly.
“Never mind, I said I wouldn’t make things difficult for you.”
Jiang Qiuchi’s voice suddenly dropped, and her delicate head hung low.
Just then, a slender hand reached out and stopped her.
Following that was the young man’s somewhat hesitant voice.
“Really, just once?”
Because he was looking down, Chen An didn’t see the upturn of the young girl’s lips.
He just continued softly, “Actually, if we’re to dual cultivate, it doesn’t necessarily have to involve… doing that…”
Jiang Qiuchi had already raised her head again. Her face appeared exceptionally radiant and captivating. She softly replied “Okay” and chuckled.
“Then help me with a massage…”
The red dress on the young girl’s shoulder quietly slipped down, like carved white jade, smooth and delicate, exuding an alluring luster.
“On the swing?”
He was still a bit hesitant.
“On the swing.”
She replied.
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What was happening in Mirror Lake?
For Chen An, the biggest matter each day was probably navigating between the two “sisters.”
This made him feel mentally exhausted, yet he also felt happy amidst the pain.
This pain was, of course, not physical, but from the torment within his own heart.
Fortunately, after arriving at Mirror Lake, Mu Sanniang no longer practiced demonic arts. She spent time with Chen An every day, and her mood gradually improved.
However, secrets could not be kept forever, especially when they lived in close proximity.
A month later, late at night.
Mirror Lake was evergreen and pleasant, unlike the outside world, which was just entering spring and still carried a bit of a chill in the night.
Chen An stood quietly outside Jiang Qiuchi’s pavilion for a while, then pushed the door open and walked in.
A sense of determination flashed in his eyes. He felt that Mu Sanniang’s condition should have improved considerably and decided to confess proactively.
However, before that, he wanted to inform Jiang Qiuchi first.
Inside the room, the light was dim, with only a single candle flickering around.
The young girl sat by the bed, propping her head with one hand. As if she knew Chen An would come, she was barefoot, her slender legs dangling beneath her skirt.
After this period of “healing,” Jiang Qiuchi’s complexion had become noticeably more rosy, unlike her initial paleness.
Seeing the young man enter, she playfully blinked and teased, “What, you came on your own tonight without needing your older sister to call you?”
Chen An was already accustomed to her teasing. His expression didn’t change much. He merely paused his steps, looked at the smiling young girl, and said softly, “I’m planning to confess to Sanniang.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiuchi’s smile froze.
Then, she heard him continue, “I know, just as you said, that perhaps continuing to hide or escape might be one way.”
The young man spoke with great seriousness.
“But this would be too cruel to Sanniang…”
Chen An didn’t know how to handle the relationship between the three of them, but he knew for certain that it would not involve hiding.
As he spoke, Jiang Qiuchi slowly put away her alluring charm.
The candlelight illuminated her cheeks, flickering on and off.
After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked.
“What about me?”
Chen An was taken aback. Perhaps because Jiang Qiuchi had repeatedly acted indifferent, he had unconsciously overlooked her feelings.
Then, her voice, no longer charming and gentle, held a hint of unspeakable dejection.
“What about me?”
She asked again.
The young man fell silent, unable to give a complete answer.
How could one have the best of both worlds in this world…
No matter what choice he made, someone had to get hurt.
“Come here.”
It was that voice that broke the silence again.
Chen An did not resist and honestly walked over.
A fair, tender hand gently lifted his chin.
Chen An was forced to look at her.
As their eyes met, he realized that in the young girl’s eyes, there was not the disappointment he had imagined, but rather a playful mischief.
“Silly, I was just teasing you, older sister.”
Jiang Qiuchi’s lips curved into her familiar smile again.
She thought for a moment and said, “Actually, the situation we’re in now is my fault.”
She sighed, “If I hadn’t been so persistent, having had my eye on you since you were little, how could this distance have formed between you and me…”
“Strictly speaking, I’m the third party…”
Jiang Qiuchi pouted and waved her hand, looking a bit dejected.
Hearing this, the young man was stunned, as if he hadn’t expected her true thoughts to be this way.
Seeing his stunned expression, Jiang Qiuchi moved her lips, about to speak.
But her words were interrupted by a warm embrace.
By his ear, the young man’s voice was particularly earnest.
“Why does Sister Jiang think that?”
“What I said today is not meant to make you back down. As for Sister, I will also try my best to communicate with her.”
“We’ll only know the outcome if we try.”
Jiang Qiuchi blinked and replied, “Oh.”
She suddenly asked again, “Can I still get healing in the future?”
Chen An’s expression faltered, and he was somewhat speechless.
“You’re only concerned about ‘healing’!”
Facing the young man’s loud accusation, Jiang Qiuchi glared. She retorted righteously, “What’s wrong with healing? I’ll need you to heal me my entire life!”
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At the same time.
In another pavilion, a young girl in a thin garment slowly opened her eyes.
Beside her, there was no one.
She sat up and turned to look at the moon outside the window, lost in thought.
The black saber appeared out of thin air.
A faint black aura began to spread around the young girl.
Chen An’s seemingly brilliant concealment techniques had never truly fooled the girl.
She thought, it’s so late, where could he possibly go?
The young girl waited silently for a long time but still didn’t see her younger brother return.
So, she stood up, grasped the black saber, and walked out of the room.
(End of this chapter)
