The two had been master and disciple for a very long time.
Jiang Ning was extremely familiar with and understood Fang Moye completely. However, at this moment, Fang Moye found the Jiang Ning before her somewhat unfamiliar. The former Divine Emperor was always stern and cold, like a divine being who had severed all emotions. Yet, now she could smile cunningly and wink at her, which was an absurd thought.
“I can temporarily shield you from the Void Dark Night here. You can go to the courtyard and see him now,” Fang Moye said softly.
But Jiang Ning shook her head, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
“Why?”
“I’ll come out after you and Yuzhu have dual cultivated with him dozens of times first.”
“Huh?”
“My brother is like that. He gets angry when he first learns about something, but he gradually calms down over time. If we met now, who knows how he’d spank me.”
“You’re afraid of that?”
“I’m afraid of seeing him angry. I’ll wait until he calms down. Besides… I’m not ready yet.”
“Ready?”
“I’ve lived for too, too long. I was afraid of going mad from longing, so I sealed away all the emotions in my heart. Only after he came to the Upper Realm did I slowly begin to unseal them. I’m still not very used to it.”
“Why did you do that?”
“If I didn’t… I’d become increasingly unfamiliar with myself. I’ve lived for too, too long. Those twenty years spent with my brother felt like just a moment. I’m afraid that one day, after experiencing too much, I won’t care about anything from the past anymore. By then, I might truly be insane. So I had to do this. He’s my anchor, my only support in this world. Only when he’s by my side am I myself.”
Fang Moye remained silent for a long time. In the end, she said nothing more. She simply stood there quietly with Jiang Ning for several hours. During this time, they said nothing. After a long while, Fang Moye softly bid her farewell.
***
Jiang Huai and Jiang Zhi had many, many things to say to each other, so they only finished talking late into the night. Jiang Zhi rubbed her belly and said she was hungry. Jiang Huai got up and cooked noodles for her. He brought them back, and Jiang Zhi was too lazy to put on her clothes, hugging the bowl and slowly eating her noodles.
Jiang Huai sat lazily to the side. Having fed Jiang Zhi, his chaotic desires had also subsided, and he had completely entered a state of post-coital bliss, as if only peace remained. After Jiang Zhi finished eating, he would hold her and sleep. After waking up, he would practice sword fighting with Ning Yuzhu, cultivate, and then return to the lower realm after seeing Little Ning again.
He silently arranged everything in his heart, but plans never kept up with changes. A knocking sound came from outside the door. He quickly got up to open it. Outside was Fang Moye, clad in a black Daoist Robe.
Fang Moye’s brows were cold, and her eyes gazed into his.
“Jiang Huai.”
“What’s wrong?” Jiang Huai looked at her tenderly.
“I met her. I learned from her how to suppress the Will of Destruction. It requires your cultivation to break through to Divine King fifth level as soon as possible. Then she can help you master the divine object within your body to completely erase the imprint of the Will of Destruction in this world. At the same time, it will also help her seal the Void Dark Night for a thousand years.”
“If the Will of Destruction is not extinguished, the beings in the Corrupted Domain will suffer immensely. If the Void Dark Night is not sealed, she will have to wait alone in that desolate place from time to time, unable to go down to the lower realm with you. Therefore, you must break through to Divine King fifth level within three years.”
“Did she say how I should break through?” Jiang Huai’s expression became a little more serious. Fang Moye glanced at him sideways. “I’ll give you three days to prepare. After three days, you will dual cultivate the Heaven Mending Divine Art with me.”
“Wait, Ancestral Master, do you mean dual cultivation?”
“Yes.”
“This…”
“Do you have any objections?”
“I… I don’t.”
To Fang Moye’s surprise, Jiang Huai did not seem particularly hesitant this time. Compared to his previous reaction, his agreement was quite straightforward. A moment later, she understood the reason. Perhaps it was the sentence, “If the Void Dark Night cannot be sealed, then she will have to wait alone in this place with no moon or stars, no light or shadow,” that had moved him.
“Then it’s settled. You should sleep,” Fang Moye said faintly before turning to leave, gently closing the door behind her. Jiang Huai looked back at Jiang Zhi, who was still eating noodles. Jiang Zhi innocently winked at him.
“Why are you looking at me?” Jiang Zhi tilted her head.
“You heard everything, didn’t you?”
“Of course, I heard it.” Jiang Zhi looked at him playfully. After thinking for a moment, she said, “It’s good that someone can share some of it with me. If you, you little bastard, were to toss and turn me every night, I might break down one day.”
Jiang Huai looked at her mournfully. “How could that be? I treat you very well, you know.”
“Your ‘treating me well’ means you only stop after bullying me until I overflow?”
Jiang Huai felt a little guilty and turned his face away.
It was all the fault of the Overlord Art.
***
The next day, at noon, at the mahjong table.
Jiang Huai felt that Ning Yuzhu’s gaze towards him was full of playful amusement. Perhaps Ning Yuzhu already knew that Fang Moye was going to dual cultivate the Great Dao with Jiang Huai in three days, which was why her eyes held such amusement.
Ning Yuzhu was also very mischievous. She sat directly opposite Jiang Huai. While playing, her white silk-clad legs under her skirt were particularly restless, brushing against his legs. After a while, she became even more brazen, placing her white silk feet directly on his leg.
Long legs were indeed amazing.
Compared to Ning Yuzhu’s playful demeanor, Fang Moye seemed a little awkward. She was no longer as cold and aloof as she was last night. Perhaps it was because she thought about dual cultivating with Jiang Huai in three days, which made her somewhat uneasy.
She had now met Jiang Zhi and roughly knew that Jiang Zhi was their junior sister and Jiang Huai’s guide in the lower realm. For women who shared the same destiny, Fang Moye naturally felt a sense of closeness to her. The occasional banter between Jiang Zhi and Jiang Huai at the table inexplicably dispelled some of her inner unease.
The submissive Jiang Huai baby looked helpless, just quietly playing mahjong. However, he had no talent for playing mahjong and was easily defeated by the women who won several hands in a row. They were gambling with stickers, and Jiang Huai’s face was almost covered with them. Seeing that there was nowhere left to stick them, Ning Yuzhu propped her chin and said with a smile, “Why don’t we change the stakes?”
“What do you want to bet on, Senior Sister?”
“If you lose, you have to sit on this chair and reward yourself in front of the three of us?”
“And if I win?”
“Then I’ll pleasure myself for Junior Brother to see?” Ning Yuzhu’s eyes were gentle. She first glanced at Jiang Zhi, who was completely enjoying the show. “Okay, okay.”
When it came to Fang Moye, she gently shook her head. “I don’t want to.”
“Then if you lose, he can play with your little feet once.” Ning Yuzhu immediately changed her tune, finding a bet for Fang Moye. This was something she had done before and wouldn’t be so ashamed of it now. After a moment of hesitation, Fang Moye gently nodded.
Jiang Huai straightened his back, his eyes firm, and then lost two rounds in a row.
As the saying goes, the tables can turn. After two rounds, Jiang Huai finally won a round. He looked at Ning Yuzhu. Ning Yuzhu was obedient, moved her chair back, and leaned slightly against the backrest. The underwear under her skirt was pulled down to her knees. She raised her slender legs, her white and tender little feet and ankles stretched into a line. Her eyes looked at Jiang Huai, full of shyness, yet she did not flinch.
Jiang Zhi’s cheeks flushed slightly. Her shyness was because Fang Moye, a stranger she didn’t know well, was present. Otherwise, if she were alone with Jiang Huai, they were already an old couple. Let alone being shy, it was common for her to playfully wipe her finger on Jiang Huai’s face after a dirty session. But she was willing to accept her bet.
After a moment of hesitation, Fang Moye bent down slightly, unbuckled the clasps of her dark high heels, and moved a chair opposite Jiang Huai. Her calves under her skirt rested on his legs. She turned her face away, not looking at Jiang Huai, her earlobes turning slightly red. She said coldly, “Do as you please.”
***
When Fang Moye retracted her calves from under her skirt, a hint of a gritting-teeth expression appeared on her face.
But in the end, she said nothing. She just silently tidied the mahjong table. There were wins and losses at the table. Gradually, at Ning Yuzhu’s suggestion, the punishments seemed to become more and more excessive. The atmosphere gradually became strange, and Fang Moye seemed to gradually let go, no longer resisting as much.
Only poor Little Huai suffered. After playing mahjong all afternoon, Jiang Huai collapsed in his chair. Little Huai could no longer blow bubbles. Jiang Zhi had rarely seen him in such a state and laughed heartily. After a while, she dragged Jiang Huai to the bathhouse to bathe. Soon after, footsteps sounded, and Fang Moye and Ning Yuzhu went to the adjacent bathhouse to bathe.
The bathhouse was filled with misty vapor, making it impossible to see clearly, only hearing the faint sound of their conversation.
***
“I still don’t understand,” Fang Moye’s voice was cold and trembling slightly.
“What don’t you understand, Senior Sister?”
“Why are you going this far?”
“Hey?” Ning Yuzhu tilted her head, showing confusion.
“Master only asked you to help him cultivate back then. You never had to intentionally please him, nor did you have to be so unrestrained…”
“What are you talking about!” Ning Yuzhu interrupted Fang Moye, crossing her arms and looking at Fang Moye with slight displeasure. “Because Yuzhu thinks it’s fun!”
“Fun?”
“Yes, it’s very entertaining and interesting, especially seeing his embarrassed look and Senior Sister’s blushing face. It’s very amusing.”
“To be amused… you can do this?”
“You and I have lived for so many years, and there aren’t many things that can bring us joy. Besides, although today was a bit absurd, Senior Sister has gradually accepted it. Perhaps after two days like this, Senior Sister won’t be so shy and resistant?”
“I’m not resisting,” Fang Moye turned her face away.
“You say that, but your voice is trembling slightly. Is it because you’re scared?”
Fang Moye was silent for a moment, and finally, she did not shy away. She let out a very, very soft “Mm.”
“Perhaps thinking about it differently would be better?” Ning Yuzhu gazed tenderly at Fang Moye’s profile. Fang Moye was stunned and shook her head. “I don’t understand.”
“Perhaps Senior Sister feels ashamed and annoyed because she feels like she’s being taken advantage of by dual cultivating with him? But Senior Sister, think about it. If it weren’t necessary, he wouldn’t want to dual cultivate with Senior Sister so much. You both are equally unwilling. In this case, whoever lets go first gains the upper hand. Doesn’t Senior Sister find it interesting? He’s so unwilling, yet he still tries his best to dual cultivate with Senior Sister. His expression must be very interesting then. There are so many amusing things in this, like what if Senior Sister deliberately says something casual while he’s trying his best? He’ll definitely go mad with anger.”
“Hey, hey, hey, I can hear your conversation!”
Jiang Huai’s voice, full of resentment, came from not far away.
