The courtyard was bathed in bright moonlight.
Chu Xianning’s breathing seemed to quicken slightly, perhaps because Jiang Huai’s fingertips were too hot.
“Alright,” Jiang Huai released his hand, his eyes gently looking at Chu Xianning, “Master, do you want me to knead your shoulders and neck or something else?”
“No,” Chu Xianning refused this time, crisp and decisive, “I have to get up early tomorrow, you, go to bed early.”
“But I still want to drink two more cups.”
“Not allowed to drink.”
“Then… after I return from Daoji Ancestral Land, do you want to have two cups together?” Jiang Huai asked softly. Chu Xianning still didn’t answer directly, but just said in a low voice, “We’ll talk when you get back.”
“Okay,” Jiang Huai stood up, “Master, rest well.”
He stood up and returned to his room, closing the door.
Chu Xianning sat in the courtyard, the serene moonlight falling on her. She sat alone for a long, long time. Only when the full moon was high overhead did she finally get up, return to her room, and wrap her body tightly in the snow-white quilt, leaving only her head exposed.
She closed her eyes.
This time, she did not suffer from insomnia again.
***
Wen Wanwan arrived at the courtyard of Guanxue Mountain very early.
Jiang Huai summoned the spirit boat given to him by Chu Xianning. The spirit boat needed spirit stones to activate and did not require him to use his spiritual energy to control it. The journey to Daoji Ancestral Land was quite far. Even at the maximum speed, it would take a full two and a half days to fly. Daoji Ancestral Land was located in Linglong Continent.
Linglong Continent often had various small secret realms opening up and was itself a place of great fortune, thus it was a gathering place for rogue cultivators. There were no major sects here, and because of this, Linglong Continent was, in some respects, also a gathering place for evil cultivators. However, the evil cultivators in the Eastern Region were not very rampant; most were like rats hiding their tails, never daring to run wild in broad daylight.
Driving the spirit boat was very convenient. After investing spirit stones, one only needed to divide a wisp of divine sense to control it. Chu Xianning’s spirit boat had private cabins. Jiang Huai prepared bedding on the bed. During the three-day journey… as they were about to reach Linglong Continent, Jiang Huai felt his waist was a bit weak.
Wen Wanwan seemed to have become bolder after learning that he was A Mumu. However, the A Mumu who wrote those suggestive plots was actually a novice, with only theoretical knowledge. Thus, the two clumsy individuals began to cautiously explore each other’s bodies, and after the pleasure, they snuggled together in bed and slept.
There were countless moments in Jiang Huai’s mind when he wanted to press Wen Wanwan down and bully her severely. Wen Wanwan’s cheeks were always slightly flushed, but her clear, moist eyes never held a trace of refusal.
But in the end, Jiang Huai did not.
In a moment of distraction, Jiang Huai suddenly couldn’t help but laugh as he thought of something.
Luo Qingyu was also like this towards him, always in a state where he could do whatever he pleased with her, yet he seldom had the initiative to do anything to Luo Qingyu. Was it because he had always treated Luo Qingyu as a sister for those few years, or because doing something bad to Luo Qingyu meant he had to get married?
Luo Qingyu always mentioned marriage to him, directly or indirectly. The thought of marriage made him uneasy. But Luo Qingyu also showed him her anxiety. Between their mutual unease, Jiang Huai chose to set a wedding date with her, to let her feel at ease first.
However, Wen Wanwan never mentioned marriage. Even if it’s possible that she said she didn’t want anything but actually wanted everything… at least she didn’t say anything and didn’t do anything. She was just obedient, just wanting to nestle in his arms and kiss his cheeks.
Sometimes, when he really thought about it, he felt he truly had no conscience. Every time these system prompts sounded in his mind, it seemed that many of his thoughts were subtly influenced. Sometimes he felt like he was split into two people: one struggling in desire, and one sinking into desire. The struggling Jiang Xiaohu was tormented and pained, while the sinking Jiang Xiaohu… was now holding Wen Wanwan’s soft body. The fragrant and soft touch made his heart seem to soften along with it.
Fortunately, the spirit boat only needed to travel for three days.
If it had been seven days, Jiang Huai didn’t know if he would still be able to get out of bed energetically. Wen Wanwan’s complexion became more and more rosy. Even when she put on that elegant white Daoist robe again, concealing her figure and skin, her eyes, when looking at him, seemed to inadvertently reveal a hint of charm. She could no longer return to her former calm and gentle appearance.
Seeing Jiang Huai staring blankly at her, Wen Wanwan’s eyes revealed a hint of cunning. She slightly opened her delicate pink lips, and her tongue gently swished again. Jiang Huai’s mind immediately recalled the image of her tongue gently stirring in his mouth. Dazed, he leaned closer and pinched Wen Wanwan’s snow-white face, “We’re almost there.”
“So fast…”
“It’s been a full three days.”
“But Wanwan feels like time is passing so quickly.”
That’s true. These three days were filled with nothing but intimacy and eating. After eating their fill, they would lie in bed, snuggled together, chatting. As they chatted, Wen Wanwan would lean in for a kiss, and as they kissed, it would turn into intimacy, and after intimacy, they would hold each other and sleep. Jiang Huai found that he really liked burying his face in Wen Wanwan’s collarbone to sleep. Wen Wanwan would gently pat his back, an action somewhat like comforting a child.
“It seems to have passed in the blink of an eye,” Jiang Huai scratched his head, “Before we disembark, shall we eat something?”
“Mhm.”
The spirit boat was one shichen away from arriving outside Daoji Ancestral Land. Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan came to the deck. He took out some of the ingredients he had prepared earlier, put some hot pot base in the spring water in the copper pot, and decided to have a hot pot before disembarking.
***
Daoji Ancestral Land had not yet opened.
When Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan arrived, a Ziyun Pavilion rose from the wasteland outside Daoji Ancestral Land. Whenever such a grand secret realm opened, Ziyun Pavilion would not miss the business opportunity. A specialist would bring the Ziyun Pavilion’s branch pavilion, this Spirit Treasure, and establish a Ziyun Pavilion on the spot. This Ziyun Pavilion housed countless rare treasures. Previously, an evil cultivator had set his sights on Ziyun Pavilion and attempted to steal the branch pavilion’s Spirit Treasure. Later, that evil cultivator… along with his wife, children, concubines, and entire sect, was brutally slaughtered by Ziyun Pavilion using extremely cruel methods. Since then, no one dared to harbor any ill intentions.
As soon as Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan disembarked, they attracted the attention of many cultivators nearby. Those who could afford to stay in the Ziyun Pavilion went to the luxurious Ziyun Pavilion, while those who couldn’t afford it sat on the wasteland meditating or chatting with unfamiliar cultivators, discussing whether they could explore together after entering the secret realm.
Due to cultivation level restrictions, most of the cultivators who arrived at Daoji Ancestral Land were in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment. They were here to seek the Heavenly Way’s spiritual energy. There were also many disciples from noble families or major sects, each accompanied by a cultivator to protect them.
Daoji Ancestral Land was set to open tonight. Jiang Huai did not plan to book another room. There were still about four shichen left. Jiang Huai and Wen Wanwan had nothing to do, so he took Wen Wanwan’s hand and went to stroll around Ziyun Pavilion. On the second floor, in a place selling dresses, Jiang Huai bought many beautiful dresses for Wen Wanwan again.
At this time, Wen Wanwan was no longer skilled at refusing. She didn’t mind changing into prettier dresses to accompany Jiang Huai… because she understood that Jiang Huai liked it and wanted her to look beautiful.
He also bought many cute socks.
While purchasing dresses, Jiang Huai’s gaze was attracted by a female cultivator. This was not because the female cultivator was particularly beautiful, but simply because of her high-slit qipao, her snow-white legs were almost fully exposed on the side. And the cultivator behind her, Jiang Huai couldn’t even see through his soul cultivation. This indicated that the female cultivator was either wealthy or noble, and the luxurious jewelry she wore also indicated this.
The female cultivator glanced back inadvertently and saw Wen Wanwan and Jiang Huai shopping for dresses. Upon seeing Jiang Huai, she suddenly smiled. The female cultivator walked over, swaying her waist, but her eyes first looked at Wen Wanwan, “This little sister is truly beautiful, but I don’t recognize you. Which sect are you from?”
Wen Wanwan was startled.
In front of outsiders, she almost instantly returned to her cool and indifferent demeanor. She replied softly, “Tian Xuan Sect, Wen Wanwan.”
“Tian Xuan Sect ah… This elder sister is a cultivator from Tingyu Sect in Aolai Continent.” The smile at the corner of the female cultivator’s mouth was gentle, “My name is Mo Wanqiu.”
Wen Wanwan nodded slightly. She didn’t understand the other party’s intention to chat. Fortunately, Mo Wanqiu spoke next, “Your male companion is quite good-looking. Little sister, can you lend him to me to play with?”
Wen Wanwan was stunned, and the corner of Jiang Huai’s eye twitched slightly.
His cultivation level was only at the first level of Qi Refining. At first glance, he indeed looked like a kept man of Wen Wanwan.
Wen Wanwan was momentarily confused and looked at Jiang Huai with innocent eyes. Jiang Huai just smiled helplessly, then Wen Wanwan understood Jiang Huai’s meaning and shook her head, “No.”
“Little sister, why be so stingy? I haven’t seen such a handsome man in a long time. I’ll give you two hundred spirit stones. I’ll return him to you after borrowing him for two shichen.”
Wen Wanwan stepped forward in front of Jiang Huai, as if protecting him behind her. Her voice became firmer, “No, he is not my male companion.”
“Then what is he?” Mo Wanqiu asked, confused.
“He is my Dao Companion,” Jiang Huai answered Mo Wanqiu’s question first. This time, it was Mo Wanqiu’s turn to be stunned. She probed Jiang Huai’s cultivation level again with her spiritual energy, confirming that Jiang Huai was only at the first level of Qi Refining. But the next moment, Jiang Huai released his soul aura. Feeling the pressure, Mo Wanqiu’s face showed a trace of paleness. Fortunately, the cultivator protecting her behind her immediately blocked Jiang Huai’s aura with his soul power.
Jiang Huai smiled slightly, “Fairy sister, please do not misunderstand.”
Mo Wanqiu understood, but only smiled, “Alright, what a pity. Young man, you are truly handsome… In the future, if there’s a chance, come to Tingyu Sect to find me.”
“We’ll see,” Jiang Huai shook his head. Mo Wanqiu turned and left, continuing to look at clothes.
After Mo Wanqiu walked away, Wen Wanwan raised her eyes. A smile played at the corner of her mouth. She reached out and gently pinched Jiang Huai’s cheek, “Senior Brother Jiang Huai is truly popular with women.”
Jiang Huai felt like crying and laughing.
This small interlude did not affect anything. Jiang Huai accompanied Wen Wanwan to continue choosing clothes. Wen Wanwan also bought him a set. After buying the clothes, the two of them wandered around the wasteland outside Daoji Ancestral Land for a while. Jiang Huai quietly observed every cultivator. After a large round, Jiang Huai saw a total of two hundred and thirty-seven cultivators in the Late Stage Foundation Establishment. He had not yet encountered any with strange auras that he couldn’t fathom.
Then, all he had to do was wait at ease for Daoji Ancestral Land to open.
