Chapter 23: Let’s Continue

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Song Zhi’s deep breath brought about a weak flow of aura, like a warm wind blowing. Mo Xiuyao felt inexplicably irritable and immediately frowned unhappily. “What are you looking at?”

“Can’t I… take a look?” Song Zhi asked.

“No.” Mo Xiuyao’s expression was ugly and Song Zhi did not dare to delay. She was afraid that Mo Xiuyao would go back on his words and quickly handed him a pill.

“You’ll feel better after eating it.” Since she was not allowed to touch or see him, she could only use medicine to get into the state as soon as possible.

Mo Xiuyao’s black eyes moved slightly. He understood Song Zhi’s intention for delivering the medicine and smiled sinisterly. “You think I can’t?”

“I wouldn’t dare even think that you can’t. This medicine has no side effects. It’s just to liven things up,” Song Zhi explained hurriedly.

Mo Xiuyao was not willing to talk nonsense with her. He immediately sank his Qi into his Dantian and blood rushed down. A few seconds later, Song Zhi slowly opened her eyes.

“Hurry up,” Mo Xiuyao closed his eyes impatiently and suddenly regretted agreeing to help her. The moon shone through the small window of the tent on the bed, plating him with a layer of cold light, making Mo Xiuyao’s already handsome eyebrows look like a sculpture, with a kind of unreal beauty.

Song Zhi licked her lips and climbed onto the bed stiffly. After a while, there was a rustling sound in the tent. The corner of her clothes brushed against Mo Xiuyao’s waist, bringing an itch. Mo Xiuyao subconsciously wanted to open his eyes, but he restrained himself in the end. However, his Adam’s apple rolled uncontrollably, as if he was thirsty.

The tent was not big, but the temperature kept rising. The leaves outside the tent rustled in the wind. Occasionally, a wild rabbit would burrow into the grass and make a soft sound. The chirping of insects and birds in the distance rose one after another. Everything in the world seemed far and near at this moment. Everything seemed unreal, but they really existed.

Song Zhi was drunk and in a daze. When she came back to her senses, her face was already wet with tears. Her hair was stuck to her face because of the sweat. It hurt, it hurt too much.

“Still not cultivating?” Mo Xiuyao’s tense voice rang out in the dark. Song Zhi was stunned for a moment before she quickly regained her spirits. Although she had just arrived in this world for 30 days, the cultivation instinct left in her original body was still there. In addition, she had recently memorized a lot of dual cultivation techniques. Now that Mo Xiuyao reminded her, she immediately guided Qi into her body.

“Guide your Qi to your Dantian. Why did you enter the spleen and stomach?” Mo Xiuyao was speechless.

“What?” Song Zhi’s eyes were filled with tears as she looked at him blankly. The veins on Mo Xiuyao’s forehead were throbbing. He was about to reprimand Song Zhi when she suddenly moved above him, and Mo Xiuyao froze instantly.

Song Zhi, who was completely unaware of her actions, continued to ask while sobbing, “What did you just say?”

“…” After a long while, Mo Xiuyao raised his hand and pressed on Song Zhi’s acupuncture point without any expression. “Adjust your aura to flow this way.”

Song Zhi paused. After realizing that Mo Xiuyao was helping her, she hurriedly adjusted her aura according to his words, and then followed his instructions step by step, until they were in perfect harmony and the yang entered her body.

“Alright…” Song Zhi got down from Mo Xiuyao with difficulty and fell head-first beside him. There was an indescribable smell in the tent. The silence proved that something had happened between the two well-dressed people just now. Song Zhi was still in a daze and her body was trembling unconsciously. Mo Xiuyao’s fingertips moved and he finally loosened his clenched fist.

Ten minutes later, Mo Xiuyao got up and was about to leave, but Song Zhi grabbed the corner of his shirt. His eyes moved slightly and he looked down at her.

“It seems like… I haven’t been completely cured of the poison yet,” Song Zhi said with difficulty. She could feel the remaining poison in her body.

Mo Xiuyao, “…”

“Sir Demon Lord?” Song Zhi’s eyes were filled with tears.

After a long time, Mo Xiuyao asked expressionlessly, “How much more?”

“Three to five hundred times, I think.” Song Zhi was not too sure.

Mo Xiuyao, “…”

“Shall we continue?” Song Zhi’s face was full of sincerity, and Mo Xiuyao turned around and left. Song Zhi was so tired that she did not even bother to lift her fingers. Naturally, she did not have the energy to chase after him. Anyway, the Gu Poison would not act up for a while, so she should just take a nap and rest.

“Why does my whole body hurt when I moved that one place…?” Song Zhi mumbled and soon fell asleep.

The night was as cold as water, and there was a light rain near dawn, making the already humid Demon’s Note Valley even more humid. Song Zhi slept all the way until noon. When she woke up, she went from being tired to aching all over. She whimpered and got up with determination.