Early morning, at breakfast time, Jiang Zhi announced that she would be going into seclusion for a month.
This time, it wasn’t out of any malicious intent, but rather because Jiang Zhi’s cultivation had reached a bottleneck. She didn’t possess two drops of divine blood like Jiang Huai, but her cultivation level had steadily increased due to dual cultivation with Jiang Huai, and it was unstable. She needed a period of time to sort out the spiritual qi within her body, so she chose a cave residence on White Dew Mountain with the most abundant spiritual qi for her seclusion.
From then on, only three people remained in the cave residence.
Jiang Zhi was usually the liveliest and most active in the courtyard. In fact, strictly speaking, she was the oldest among everyone, but she was the one who appeared to be the most prone to acting spoiled. She had already understood the principle that a woman who acts spoiled has the best of luck. Every time Ning Yuzhu wanted to tease Jiang Huai, she was never absent, and then at night, she would be severely retaliated against by Jiang Huai and then softly beg for forgiveness.
Suddenly, without Jiang Zhi, Jiang Huai felt a little unaccustomed.
After the last dual cultivation with Fang Moye yesterday, Jiang Huai had spent a long time sorting out his thoughts. Only now could he look into Fang Moye’s eyes so calmly. Fang Moye, dressed in a black Daoist robe, had a cold and aloof expression, her posture dignified. Her eyes once again exuded a hint of arrogance, as if pushing him a thousand miles away.
He couldn’t help but sigh. As expected, women were creatures who changed their minds faster than flipping a book. Even though they were no longer dual cultivating, they still had the relationship of Ancestral Master and disciple between them. It shouldn’t be so cold and aloof, should it?
The coldness in her eyes scared Jiang Huai away, so he quietly abandoned his idea of striking up a casual chat with her. In his free time, he often played chess with Ning Yuzhu. Because the last time he had cheated to win against Ning Yuzhu, she had angrily punished his feet under the chessboard with her white and tender little feet. He couldn’t resist and could only obediently continue playing. Fang Moye, who saw this scene, wisely left the courtyard and went for a walk outside.
Her room was right next to Ning Yuzhu’s. At night, she could always hear the gasps from the room next door, which often tormented her so much that she couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t until she cast a soundproofing spell that there was no sound at all. The room was quiet, so quiet that she felt as if her bones ached a little.
Every day, the three meals were still cooked by Jiang Huai and Ning Yuzhu. Fang Moye was now like an honored guest in the courtyard, and she was rarely seen. She was either staring into the distance on the mountaintop or cultivating with her eyes closed in her room. Only during meals, or occasionally on rainy days when she lay on the bamboo chair under the eaves listening to the rain, could she be seen.
Several times, Jiang Huai wanted to say a few words to her, but as soon as he made a sound and looked at Fang Moye’s cold eyes, he would silently swallow all his words back.
At first, Jiang Huai had a small grievance in his heart, thinking that his Ancestral Master was truly heartless and unrighteous. After all, they had been intimately entangled for nearly several months, but now, in her eyes, it was as if nothing had happened. But gradually, Jiang Huai let go. He realized that thinking this way was simply because he was a despicable person. Now that there was no reason for dual cultivation, it was natural for Fang Moye to be a little colder. If she were not cold and still treated Jiang Huai gently, perhaps over time, Jiang Huai would become restless again, tormented by desire, and his heart would be unsettled.
In this way, this was the best choice, so Jiang Huai no longer looked at Fang Moye. Whenever he saw her appear in the courtyard, he would instinctively avoid her gaze.
Ning Yuzhu always watched this scene with a smile, never saying anything. During the daytime, she liked to snuggle in Jiang Huai’s arms and bask in the sun, letting Jiang Huai’s fingertips touch her snow-white and tender thighs under her skirt. Ning Yuzhu’s long legs were slender yet soft and glutinous, feeling smooth and tender to the touch. Jiang Huai always couldn’t get enough of holding them.
Half a month passed like this, and Ning Yuzhu suddenly realized something was wrong.
At this moment, she was pouting in Jiang Huai’s arms, tears almost falling. “No more…”
“This time, this time isn’t a pretense of refusal… How can you bully people like this every day…” Ning Yuzhu’s voice became soft and sweet at this moment. Only now did she realize the drawback of Jiang Zhi going into seclusion.
Jiang Zhi was in seclusion, and Jiang Huai would no longer dual cultivate with Fang Moye, so it all fell upon her to bear. Ning Yuzhu knew that due to his bloodline and cultivation techniques, his desires would be greater than that of ordinary people. She had initially thought that it would be fine if she just kissed him more or appeased him with her feet, but who knew that these methods would only make him want to bully her more the more she tried to appease him… Now, his cultivation was at a critical stage of entering the Divine King realm. If he became unsettled due to his desires and accidentally developed inner demons, failing to reach the Divine King realm, it would be a real disaster.
Jiang Huai lowered his head, and only now did he realize that Ning Yuzhu was not feigning resistance. He gently held her body and apologized in a low voice, “It’s my fault.”
Ning Yuzhu nestled into him, moving into his embrace. She poked his back with her finger and mumbled in a low voice, “It’s not entirely your fault, it’s just… Senior Disciple Sister needs a rest…”
“It’s okay, it’s okay, Senior Disciple Sister has slept well and is very satisfied.”
“Really?”
“Of course, it’s true.” Jiang Huai kissed her cheek, but Ning Yuzhu suddenly felt a little bit disappointed.
In all these years, it was the first time she felt somewhat useless. Hmm… She didn’t know how Jiang Zhi managed to endure being bullied like this by this guy every night and still be able to bear it.
Ning Yuzhu suddenly leaned closer, her forehead gently touching his forehead. She reached out and separated his fingers, grabbed his palm, and said softly, “Let’s merge souls, Senior Disciple Sister.”
Jiang Huai obediently released his soul restriction, allowing Ning Yuzhu’s soul to enter his mind. Ning Yuzhu was carefully observing his sea of consciousness. Breaking through to the Divine King realm was the top priority, and there could be no slightest deviation. She was suspecting if Jiang Huai had any worries recently, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be only one… Rather than asking this awkward guy, it was better to delve directly into his heart and see.
But now that she saw it, Ning Yuzhu was a bit troubled.
Because Jiang Huai’s thoughts were very chaotic.
He both craved Fang Moye’s body and missed the warmth and softness of her body, yet he felt guilty towards Chu Xianning. However, it was precisely because of this unease of guilt towards Chu Xianning that his desires burned even hotter. In fact, whether he was a true villain or a gentleman was fine, but if he wavered between the two, he would only torment himself.
After the soul merging ended, Ning Yuzhu slightly raised her eyelashes. She was about to say something, but she swallowed it back again.
Now she understood Jiang Huai’s temperament extremely well. If she suggested that Jiang Huai should go to Fang Moye for help with his cultivation, he would definitely shake his head and refuse. In fact, this was not a big deal, just a small thought of his. It should have a negligible impact on breaking through to the Divine King realm, but Ning Yuzhu always felt a little uncomfortable, as if a thorn was hanging there, and she always wanted to remove it.
“Sleep, sleep. Senior Disciple Sister will hold you.” Ning Yuzhu suddenly chuckled, gently patted his back. Jiang Huai obediently moved closer and fell asleep leaning against her chest.
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The next day, at noon.
After lunch, Jiang Huai was basking in the sun on the bamboo chair. Ning Yuzhu, unlike before, did not lie down with him on the large bamboo chair for a nap. Instead, she quietly went to Fang Moye’s room and gently knocked on the door.
Fang Moye, inside the room, was cultivating. The sky was filled with rosy clouds around her. In an instant, she opened her eyes and looked at Ning Yuzhu in front of her. The coldness in her eyes softened slightly. “What is it?”
Seeing her gentle and caring expression, Ning Yuzhu’s eyes instantly became aggrieved and spoiled. She came to Fang Moye’s side and mumbled, “Senior Disciple Sister…”
“Hmm?” Fang Moye looked at her, confused.
“Jiang Zhi is in seclusion and not here, and Senior Disciple Sister is not dual cultivating with him. These past few nights, he’s been pestering only me. If this continues for a few more days, I’m going to break…” Ning Yuzhu’s voice was aggrieved and tender, with a hint of tears still on her eyelashes, making one’s heart ache.
Unfortunately, as soon as she said this, Fang Moye’s eyes instantly turned cold. She looked down at her and said, “Then don’t dual cultivate with him so frequently.”
“But I can’t bear to see him suffering alone… Senior Disciple Sister…”
Fang Moye was silent for a moment, then suddenly startled, and asked, “You’ve fallen in love with him?”
“Love?” Ning Yuzhu thought for a moment, then nodded. “Yes, love.”
After saying that, she hugged Fang Moye’s arm, her voice soft and charming, “Senior Disciple Sister… help me share some of the burden…”
“I refuse.”
“Senior Disciple Sister is the best. You used to dote on me so much… Senior Disciple Sister wouldn’t want to see me bullied into a fool who can only roll her eyes and drool, right…”
“Then just ask him to restrain himself.”
“But I can’t bear to see him suffer so much…”
Fang Moye looked down at Ning Yuzhu’s face and said softly, “I’ve known you for a thousand years, Ning Yuzhu. I know your character. Hold back your tears.”
Ning Yuzhu was stunned. In the next second, the aggrieved, appeasing, and spoiled expression on her face disappeared completely. Her eyes cast a deep gaze at Fang Moye, but then she suddenly reached out and gently hugged Fang Moye’s waist. Her hand also sneakily moved towards her chest as she murmured, “Senior Disciple Sister also likes him very much, doesn’t she? Don’t think I don’t know, Senior Disciple Sister’s naturally seductive bone only secretes milk when she’s moved…”
Fang Moye slapped Ning Yuzhu’s hand away. “That’s not true.”
“Alright, alright, so it’s not true. Then can’t Senior Disciple Sister help me? We’ve known each other for a thousand years, with so much affection between us. Can you bear to refuse such a small request?”
“I can’t help you,” Fang Moye shook her head and said faintly, “Firstly, I am his Ancestral Master. Secondly, if he knew you came to me like this, asking me to willingly submit to him, he would not agree. Thirdly, you have changed.”
“I’ve changed?” Ning Yuzhu was slightly taken aback.
“In the past, you wouldn’t pity anyone. You were even more cold-blooded and heartless than me. But now you want me to serve him because you feel he’s suffering and in pain… How did he bewitch you to this extent? Did Master plant a slave seal in your mind?”
“Because I’ve fallen in love with him. It turns out that love can really change a person,” Ning Yuzhu suddenly laughed. “Besides, I’m not trying to wrong Senior Disciple Sister. Only women understand women the best. Does Senior Disciple Sister really have no feelings after the last dual cultivation? Humph, if Senior Disciple Sister had truly severed her emotions, she wouldn’t have deliberately put on a cold act in the courtyard to watch him. That wasn’t for him to see, but for herself to see. Senior Disciple Sister is just trying to deceive herself… If Senior Disciple Sister claims to know me best, then isn’t the person who knows Senior Disciple Sister best in this world me?”
“Can Senior Disciple Sister really forget all the nights of pleasure with him? Forget the moments when he held you in his arms, kissed your ears, kissed your lips, and caressed your waist? Haven’t you thought about it even once during this time? At night, when you heard my gasps, didn’t a flicker of jealousy flash through your heart? Humph…”
“No.”
“Is that so?” Ning Yuzhu, taking Fang Moye by surprise, her fingertip subtly touched the skin on the inside of Fang Moye’s thigh. She gently poked it. The moment Fang Moye shyly and annoyedly grabbed her wrist, she leaned close to Fang Moye’s ear and said playfully, “Senior Disciple Sister, you can deceive your own heart, but you can’t deceive your own body.”
“This is because of my naturally seductive bone,” Fang Moye moved her hand away, seemingly already annoyed.
But Ning Yuzhu was not afraid at all. Fang Moye was annoyed precisely because she had hit a sore spot and said the right thing. So she said slowly, “Is that so? Then does everyone have a naturally seductive bone? The naturally seductive bone is a part of Senior Disciple Sister. At least it’s more honest than the Ancestral Master’s mouth.”
