514: Indistinguishable From One Another
Zhu Baiyi's heart was far from calm.
She had always felt that the distance between herself and Qingyu was vast, but at this mont, she suddenly realized they were actually within arm's reach... Her hand, hesitant in the darkness, paused for a long mont before finally grasping the hand of the person beside her. That person's hand was slightly cool, while her palm had unknowingly beco coated with a thin layer of sweat.
Upon realizing this, Zhu Baiyi inevitably felt so vexation and instinctively wanted to let go. But when the other person sensed her intention, they suddenly held her hand in return.
In the darkness, Zhu Baiyi's heart pounded like a drum. She wanted to turn her head to see Qingyu's expression, but found she couldn't even move her neck.
The atmosphere around them seed to grow more intense. Zhu Baiyi heard only her own heartbeat, feeling as though a long ti had passed, though in reality it was only a few breaths. After those few breaths, she heard the other person's voice in the room, carrying a hint of coldness that seed capable of extinguishing all the warmth in one's heart: "Go to sleep. We have many things to do tomorrow."
After saying this, the person slowly released her hand and didn't utter another word. The breathing beside her beca even and long, seemingly ready for sleep.
Zhu Baiyi's hand was left empty, and she felt her heart beco partly hollow as well. The fine sweat on her palm was perated by the coldness in the air, making it feel even colder than before. She wanted to say sothing, but hearing that calm breathing, the words she chewed over several tis at the tip of her tongue ultimately remained unspoken.
Suddenly she felt sowhat aggrieved, not toward others, but toward herself—she clearly couldn't let go, and Qingyu still treated her differently from others, so why didn't she have the courage to seek an answer?
Forgiveness or not, acceptance or not, it was simply a matter of asking and answering.
But she still dared not ask, fearing the answer wouldn't be what she wanted, fearing that once she spoke, there would be no turning back.
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This night passed quite peacefully. Those in cultivation didn't notice the passage of ti, while those with troubled hearts lay awake until dawn. As for the others, they either slept or busied themselves accordingly.
At daybreak, the rain that had drizzled throughout the night still showed no sign of stopping.
This wasn't good news. Zhu Baiyi had pointed out earlier that if the rain, which could erode spiritual energy, penetrated the ground, it would damage the foundation of the Xuanqing Sect. Even though this wouldn't happen overnight, when everyone woke to find the rain had continued all night, their moods inevitably grew heavier.
Just then, Peak Master Qingyuan, who had been researching in Lingyun Hall all night, suddenly ca to the rear hall. He intended to find the Sect Leader to discuss matters, but halfway there, passing by the guest quarters, he was imdiately attracted by the spiritual energy vortex above.
It's worth noting that the rain outside was still falling, with spiritual energy being consud constantly. In just one day, Qingyuan already felt the spiritual energy in the air had noticeably thinned. To still create such a disturbance under these circumstances was truly remarkable—more than remarkable, the spiritual energy vortex created by Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue, two Fusion stage cultivators, couldn't even be outmatched by those at the Grand Achievent stage.
Qingyuan stopped, fascinated by this anomaly, and was imdiately spotted by soone. The one who saw him was Peak Master Qingxu, who called out: "Junior Brother Qingyuan, why are you here? Have you discovered sothing in your research?"
Among the several peak masters of Xuanqing Sect, Qingyuan excelled at artifact refining and various disciplines, while Qinglan was skilled at pill refining. Both were considered research-oriented talents. Qinglan in particular was obsessed with pill refining, not only studying ancient pill formulas but also enjoying researching new ones. Qingyuan wasn't as obsessed, but he also liked to research new things, which was why both the magical barrier and the strange rain had been entrusted to them.
In such a short ti, their research on the barrier had been limited, and in an even shorter ti, Qingxu actually didn't hold much hope for results.
However, hearing this, Qingyuan didn't shake his head in denial. His expression was sowhat grave, and after thinking, he said, "I was actually going to find Senior Brother Sect Leader. If Peak Master Qingxu isn't busy, perhaps you could co along."
Qingxu certainly had nothing to do, especially since even cultivation couldn't compete for spiritual energy now. He stepped forward and replied, "Let's go, let's go together." He casually approached and put his arm around Qingyuan's shoulder, and only when they were close did he transmit his voice: "What's wrong? Are the research results disappointing?"
After all, the two had been brothers for hundreds or thousands of years, and there was naturally so tacit understanding between them. Qingxu could tell from Qingyuan's deanor that what he wanted to discuss with the Sect Leader probably wasn't good news. But given the tense atmosphere, he refrained from asking outright.
After all, everyone was still in their rooms now, and who knew if they were paying attention to the outside world?
Qingyuan shook his head without answering: "Let's wait until we're with the Sect Leader to discuss it together."
Hearing this, Qingxu had no choice but to stop asking, though after a pause, he asked another question: "If we're going to discuss this with the Sect Leader, shouldn't we also call Junior Sister Qingyu to join us?"
Qingyuan thought about it and agreed, so he scanned the guest quarters: "I wonder which room Junior Sister Qingyu is staying in?"
Qingxu imdiately volunteered: "I know. I'll go call her."
Soon, Qingyu and Zhu Baiyi's room was knocked upon. Due to the early hour, both were still in bed. However, Qingyu had her eyes closed, and it was unclear whether she was truly sleeping or just pretending, while Zhu Baiyi was much more straightforward—she had been staring at the other person for almost the entire night.
The mont the knock sounded, Qingyu's eyes snapped open, clear and bright, showing no sign of sleepiness.
Zhu Baiyi, on the other hand, seed startled and instinctively closed her eyes. After a mont, feeling the movent of the person beside her turning over and getting up, she secretly opened her eyes to look. The person who had slept fully clothed now stood by the bed, her garnts perfectly neat.
Qingyu naturally could feel the gaze behind her, but she didn't turn around and had no intention of dwelling on matters of the heart at this juncture. She went directly to open the door, saw the two senior brothers standing there, quickly understood the situation after a brief exchange, and then went out. As she left, she casually closed the door, completely cutting off the gaze from behind.
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Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue were completely unaware of what was happening outside and didn't know that just a wall away, soone was feeling despondent. The two, who had been cultivating all night, finally stopped. The spiritual energy floating around them gradually dispersed, and the spiritual energy vortex above their guest room slowly dissipated, with the gathered energy redistributing into the air.
As the last trace of spiritual energy returned to their dantians, both slowly opened their eyes.
Unlike the usual vibrancy after cultivation, there was no flash of brilliance in their eyes. Instead, as they looked at each other, a certain ambiguity and enchantnt flowed between them. So much so that as soon as their gazes t, they both involuntarily looked away.
There was no helping it—this was the first ti they had cultivated in such a posture. It turned out that with their dantians pressed together, the effect of dual cultivation was indeed better than simply embracing as they had done before. The spiritual energy within their bodies flowed smoothly between them, and with each cycle, they could feel the energy becoming increasingly pure and powerful, countless tis more effective than cultivating alone.
After a night of cultivation, both could feel they had gained substantially, but this wasn't the reason for their current awkwardness. The change in atmosphere was entirely due to the last thread of spiritual energy pulling between their dantians as they concluded.
A cultivator's instinct is to strengthen oneself, so when the cultivation stopped, both their bodies instinctively wanted to seize that last trace of spiritual energy. They competed and pulled against each other, yet due to their familiarity, this struggle was restrained. So with pulling and tugging, entangling and lingering, that thread of spiritual energy circulated between their dantians.
Until both regained their senses and simultaneously gave up on that energy, letting it awkwardly dissipate into the air. Yet the residual sensation in their dantians remained, as if a thread still connected them.
The night had passed, and Jiang Mo still maintained last night's position, half-lying on top of her Senior Sister.
Her gaze moved away and then back, secretly observing her Senior Sister's expression, while unavoidably feeling sothing unusual in her heart—just days ago, she and her Senior Sister had taken their relationship a step further. Though it wasn't exactly an addiction, the young person naturally felt so passion. However, the timing had been wrong for two consecutive days, and she hadn't done anything more, until this morning when their dual cultivation ended...
The feeling of spiritual energy flowing through the body was marvelous. The growth in strength and breakthroughs in cultivation entranced cultivators. But the feeling of spiritual energy flowing between two people's bodies was even more marvelous—indistinguishable from one another, as if truly becoming one.
Jiang Mo's mind was sowhat dazed, her usually clear golden eyes tinged with an unusual color. She didn't move away after the cultivation ended, but instead, taking advantage of her position, leaned down slightly. She placed a gentle kiss on the corner of Yun Qingyue's lips, sowhat exploratory, touching lightly before withdrawing. Then, seeing her beloved hadn't reacted, she pecked again.
When Jiang Mo's kiss fell, Yun Qingyue's breath briefly halted, but she didn't push her away. Instead, when the other person kissed her again, she slightly turned her head, allowing the kiss to land squarely on her lips.
With just this small response, Jiang Mo imdiately understood, her golden eyes suddenly brightening.
Tigers are fierce beasts, savage and domineering by nature. Even the White Tiger, as an auspicious beast, hadn't lost its domineering nature, otherwise it couldn't have beco a war god or served as Jianbing.
But before us was still a tiger cub, and though equally domineering at heart, she beca a gentle cat when dealing with her beloved. Even with permission, she remained exceedingly careful... her hands carefully holding the other's slender waist, her lips carefully pressed against the other's lips. Gentle kisses, soft caresses, as if handling a treasured possession.
Jiang Mo wasn't impatient; she cherished every mont of closeness with her Senior Sister. Under her efforts, the surrounding atmosphere gradually beca more enchanting, and even the air temperature seed to slowly rise.
Yun Qingyue unconsciously wrapped her arms around Jiang Mo's shoulders, the coldness in her beautiful glass-like phoenix eyes gone.
The two seed to have forgotten where they were and how many hidden dangers lurked outside. At this mont, they only had eyes for each other. Just as the atmosphere was perfect, Yun Qingyue, with her hands on Jiang Mo's shoulders, suddenly flipped their positions, pinning the other beneath her.
The little tiger's eyes flashed with surprise, but she didn't resist her Senior Sister's action. After a brief mont of surprise, she allowed things to unfold. However, though she neither resisted nor stopped what was happening, things didn't progress further—just as Yun Qingyue was about to lean down for a kiss after flipping their positions, there was a sudden knock at the door, the loud noise startling both of them into freezing.
The emotion in Yun Qingyue's eyes dissipated instantly, and her rationality seed to return in an instant. She suddenly rembered that this wasn't Purple Cloud Peak, paused, ruffled the tiger's head, then got up to straighten her clothes and went to open the door.
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