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Chapter 655: Corrupted Domain
This was the second woman whose soul Jiang Huai had merged with since arriving in the Upper Realm.
Having experienced the soul merging with Ning Yuzhu before, Jiang Huai was now actively trying to avoid thinking about strange things that might embarrass Fang Moye. He concentrated his mind and calmed his spirit, letting his soul connect with hers.
The soul was one of the foundations of a cultivator. When merging souls with Ning Yuzhu, Jiang Huai could feel a coldness in her soul. Perhaps it was because she had been lonely for too long, which made her uninterested in worldly matters and indifferent to everything. Fang Moye, however, was different. Although her face appeared cold and pure, her soul felt warm to Jiang Huai.
Their souls intertwined like a spiral, and through this spiral, they saw fragments of each other’s memories. Jiang Huai witnessed Fang Moye’s actions after arriving in the Corrupted Domain. She had established a sanctuary for all cultivators who ascended from the lower realms, uniting them against common enemies so they would no longer be oppressed by the Moon Soul Domain and the Star Soul Domain.
More importantly, her reputation as Fang Moye, the former chief disciple of the Divine Emperor, deterred anyone from daring to offend the Corrupted Domain.
Jiang Huai didn’t know if Fang Moye had found a way to remove the System. All he could do was wait patiently. Half an hour later, Fang Moye let go of his hand, and both of them snapped back to reality. However, Jiang Huai noticed her pale complexion and a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth. His pupils widened slightly as he asked, “Sect Ancestor?”
Fang Moye took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood from her lips, and gently shook her head. “It has nothing to do with you. It’s just that my soul was overused, which aggravated an old injury.”
“Old injury?”
“When the rift of destruction appeared, I had to suppress it forcefully, which injured my origin,” Fang Moye said, seeming unconcerned. However, a hint of sorrow appeared in her eyes. “I still haven’t found a way to properly remove that thing.”
Jiang Huai was at a loss for words. He heard Fang Moye ask, “How do you usually use that treasure?”
“I never use it actively; it triggers certain tasks based on my inner malice or hidden thoughts. After I complete them, it gives me rewards. But I can also choose not to do them without any punishment.”
“Malice?”
“Yes, I suppose so.”
Jiang Huai tried calling out to the System several more times, but it never responded to him. Yet, its conversational style was exceptionally human-like. Now, he seemed to be at a loss. Just as he was about to say something else, a “ding” suddenly sounded in his ear.
[Fang Moye, the foremost genius of the Qingmu Realm over the years, due to her detachment from fame and fortune and dislike for bustle, has few records left in the Qingmu Realm. Currently, Fang Moye is suffering from the affliction of corrupted spiritual energy backlash daily because she forcibly catalyzed the Heaven Mending Divine Art, causing injury to her acupoints. The Divine Blood spiritual energy contained within the Star God Blood and Moon God Blood in your body can suppress the corrupted power that is backlashing within her.]
[Mission Objective: Massage and heal Fang Moye.]
[Mission Reward: One Divine Emperor Pearl Shard.]
“Xiao Ning?” Jiang Huai suddenly called out.
But the System gave him no response. After issuing the mission, it vanished without a trace. Fang Moye, standing in front of him, was slightly stunned and looked up at him. “What are you talking about?”
“It gave me a mission,” Jiang Huai replied.
“What?” Fang Moye was confused.
“It told me that regarding your old injury, Sect Ancestor, I can use the origin power of the Star God Blood and Moon God Blood to massage and heal you. If I succeed, it will reward me with a Divine Emperor Pearl Shard.”
Fang Moye bit her lip gently and looked up at him. “Are you willing?”
“Of course.”
At this moment, Jiang Huai’s gaze was neither evasive nor guilty. Even though Fang Moye’s beauty was captivating and her figure alluring, he was truly preoccupied at the moment. Moreover, the person in front of him was his Sect Ancestor; he wasn’t so rebellious as to cross that line.
Fang Moye stood up and led Jiang Huai to her room. Her room was decorated simply. A white flower in a white porcelain vase by the bed gave it a fresh and elegant touch. The atmosphere in the room was not cold at all; it was quite warm.
“What do I need to do?” Fang Moye was still somewhat unsure, so she turned to look at him.
“Sect Ancestor, please lie down on the bed.”
So, Fang Moye obediently lay down on the bed. She was wearing a black Daoist robe today, the hem of which reached her ankles. She had already removed her shoes, and her white and tender, delicate jade feet were clad in white socks. Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment before approaching the bedside. He decided to start by massaging her soles.
In the past, when massaging women, he would often have impure thoughts without realizing it. But now, his heart was truly clear and transparent. He naturally removed her white socks, exposing her fair, tender, and smooth little feet to the air. Then, his fingertips gently touched the sole of her foot, pressing down lightly.
He was using the origin spiritual energy from the two drops of Divine Blood in his body to suppress Fang Moye’s corrupted backlash. Furthermore, Jiang Huai was also cultivating the Heaven Mending Divine Art, making his efforts doubly effective. His gaze was serious, devoid of any greed or lust. Fang Moye, though appearing calm at first, felt a slight unease in her heart. However, looking at his current expression, she felt a bit more at ease.
As Chu Xianning’s Master, she had an obligation to observe Jiang Huai more closely and vet him properly for Chu Xianning.
Gradually, Fang Moye couldn’t help but bite her lip slightly, her throat feeling a little tight.
Even without any ill intentions from Jiang Huai, her body was exceptionally sensitive. Back in the lower realm, she was solely focused on cultivation and had no special feelings towards men. After arriving in the Upper Realm, she actually grew to detest men for a period. Her appearance and figure, coupled with her lower-realm origins, attracted the covetous gazes of many men, forcing her to be constantly vigilant. Once she became the Divine Emperor’s chief disciple, she naturally had to remain chaste. To this day, this was her first time having such an intimate physical contact with a man.
Among cultivators, unless absolutely necessary, they would never allow another person’s spiritual energy to enter their body. She was no exception. But at this moment, she could not resist, only allowing Jiang Huai’s spiritual energy to enter her body and stimulate the fifty acupoints within her. These acupoints were distributed in various locations. Jiang Huai’s movements, though seemingly slow, were actually quite swift. He made no unnecessary gestures, and soon his fingertips moved from the sole of her foot to her thigh.
Her Daoist robe was quite thick, yet for some reason, Fang Moye felt that even through the robe, she could still feel the scorching heat of his fingertips. However, at this moment, she wasn’t feeling shame, but rather an instinctive urge to laugh due to the stimulation of her body.
She was much older than Jiang Huai; he seemed like a child to her now. How could she feel any shame? Jiang Huai’s fingertips continued to move, reaching her waist ribs. It seemed he had touched her ticklish spot, and Fang Moye suddenly couldn’t hold back, letting out a soft giggle.
Jiang Huai’s movements paused slightly. Fang Moye immediately realized she had lost her composure and said softly, “I’m a bit ticklish.”
“It’ll be over soon,” Jiang Huai reassured her gently.
Fang Moye agreed softly. As if to distract herself, she said, “Xianning never gets ticklish. When she was little, she thought she was so tough and used to boast in front of me, saying ‘Try to tickle me, I bet you can’t.'”
Jiang Huai was slightly taken aback and then chuckled.
He rarely saw such a childish and cute side of Chu Xianning. He was about to say that Chu Xianning wasn’t ticklish but was afraid of heat, and if the sole of her foot was scalded, she would blush and curl her toes tightly. But in the next moment, he realized that what he was about to say might be inappropriate, so he stayed silent.
Soon, Jiang Huai finished massaging the front of her body and asked her to turn over. Fang Moye obediently turned and lay down on the bed, facing down. Jiang Huai’s fingertips touched the acupoints below her buttocks. Her skin was exceptionally soft and tender. Jiang Huai didn’t think too much, only comforting her softly, “It’ll be over soon.”
“It’s fine,” Fang Moye replied softly.
The room became quiet, with only Fang Moye’s very soft murmurs, like the unconscious sounds a kitten makes while sleeping. She could sense the explosive, terrifying power of the Star God Blood and Moon God Blood within Jiang Huai, which completely suppressed the corrupted backlash within her body while causing her skin to break out in a light sweat.
Of course, this was the result of her completely relaxing her body and not circulating any spiritual energy. Otherwise, with her half-step Divine Emperor cultivation, even if Jiang Huai used all his might, his spiritual energy wouldn’t be able to penetrate her body even by a tiny bit.
After a short while longer, Jiang Huai spoke softly, “Okay, Sect Ancestor, do you feel any better?”
If Jiang Huai hadn’t spoken, Fang Moye would have been so comfortable that she would have drifted off to sleep. She let out a soft hum and slowly opened her eyes. Jiang Huai, who was standing beside her, bowed respectfully, his gaze gentle and calm.
“I feel much better,” Fang Moye replied softly, her voice now laced with a hint of languor. But in an instant, she suddenly realized that Jiang Huai’s face had turned pale, and his breathing was slightly weak.
It took her a moment to realize that for Jiang Huai, using the origin spiritual energy from his Divine Blood at this moment was already a tremendous expenditure of energy, and he hadn’t said a word about it. Jiang Huai said softly, “I’ll go back to my room and rest for a bit.”
Jiang Huai’s vision was already a bit blurry. Before Fang Moye could reply, he was about to leave. However, before he could take a step, Fang Moye used her spiritual energy to guide him and made him sit down on the bedside.
Jiang Huai was slightly startled. Fang Moye stood up from behind him, gently took his hand beside him, and said softly, “Are you cultivating the Heaven Mending Divine Art?”
As she spoke, she used her vast spiritual energy to replenish what Jiang Huai had lost. Jiang Huai nodded slightly. “Yes.”
“Since you were cultivating with Yuzhu before, why aren’t you cultivating her divine art?”
Jiang Huai pondered for a long time, unsure how to answer. Finally, Fang Moye spoke, “Yuzhu and I are like sisters, so you can speak freely.”
“At that time, Yu Zhu and I weren’t very familiar with each other yet. Senior Sister implied that if I cultivated the Great Wilderness Record, I could advance by dual cultivating with her later. I realized then that I was caught in something, but I didn’t understand why. Therefore, feeling uneasy, I chose the Heaven Mending Divine Art.”
“That girl Yuzhu…”
Fang Moye sighed softly. A moment later, she looked at his profile, her eyebrows and eyes curving slightly.
“I now believe that Xianning truly wants to become your Dao Companion.”
Fang Moye naturally knew the cause and effect. Seeing that Jiang Huai had remained unmoved even when Ning Yuzhu was willing to offer herself to help him cultivate, it further increased her favorable impression of Jiang Huai.
