Chapter 199 Does it feel good?

The moment Achan saw the Book of Earthly Spirits, she couldn't take her eyes off it. She looked at it carefully several times before finally confirming that it was indeed the Book of Earthly Spirits.

"How did you get it?" she asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

Bai Xiuming didn't answer, but only asked her, "Can we make up now?"

Ah Chan blinked and tentatively said, "If I say no..."

Before she could finish speaking, she watched helplessly as the Earth Spirit Book disappeared from Bai Xiuming's hand, and she didn't even have time to reach out and grab it.

Bai Xiuming took the opportunity to grasp her slender wrist, his thumb gently caressing the delicate skin on the inside of her wrist, his words carrying a seductive tone: "Really not going to make up? As long as you nod, you can have anything you want."

Achan said with dissatisfaction, "Bai Xiuming, is this how you treat your savior?"

"Didn't I offer myself to you in return?"

"Is that repaying a debt of gratitude? That's clearly taking advantage of him." Achan snorted in dissatisfaction and kicked his shin: "Hurry up and take out the Book of Earth Spirits."

Bai Xiuming stopped teasing her and took out the Earth Spirit Book, handing it to her.

The two sat up, and Achan took the Book of Earth Spirits.

She had only seen this thing twice, and each time it was under the watchful eyes of Bai Zhanhuang's many guards, probably to prevent her from having any malicious intentions.

She opened it and flipped through it. More than half of the gold pages were filled with names, and she even found her own name on them, a dazzling red.

She turned to the blank page of the Earth Spirit Book, stared at the empty gold page for a while, and suddenly realized something embarrassing: she didn't have any cultivation yet, so she couldn't make the Earth Spirit Book recognize her as its master, and therefore couldn't use it.

"What's wrong?"

Achan turned to look at Bai Xiuming, whose eyes were filled with a smile, clearly having anticipated this move.

She tossed the Book of Earth Spirits back into Bai Xiuming's hands, ordering him around: "Quickly acknowledge its master."

"Yes, ma'am."

After Bai Xiuming recognized the Earth Spirit Book as his master, the golden book floated in front of him, its pages opening and automatically turning to the page without any writing.

"Do you know how to use it?" he asked Achan.

"You can infuse your inner energy into the pen and write the name directly, but you will need blood when searching for someone."

"Got it, name?"

“Ah Mian, the Mian of tenderness.”

After Achan uttered A-Mian's name, Bai Xiuming channeled his inner energy into his finger and wrote the two characters "A-Mian" on the golden page. However, as soon as he withdrew his hand, the characters on the golden page disappeared.

He raised an eyebrow and looked at Achan.

Achan thought to herself, "It seems Bai Zhanhuang wasn't lying to me."

Bai Zhanhuang had told her before that there was no response when A Mian's name was written in the Earth Spirit Book.

Bai Xiuming is already at the fifth level, so even he can't write A Mian's name? Just as she was thinking, a pair of hands suddenly grabbed A Chan's waist and lifted her up.

Before she could react, she was placed entirely on Bai Xiuming's lap.

What's wrong with you now?

A sinister voice whispered in her ear: "What has he been saying to you these past few days?"

Achan turned her head, looked at his gloomy expression, and pretended to be thinking: "I need to think about it carefully. He said a lot."

"For example?" Bai Xiuming gritted his teeth, suddenly wanting to dig Bai Zhanhuang out of the pit and kill him again.

Ah Chan smiled and said, "For example... he asked me where he was inferior to you."

Bai Xiuming was taken aback, his expression softening slightly: "How did you answer him?"

Achan's finger touched his forehead, then traced down his high nose bridge, across his lips and Adam's apple, finally landing on his chest: "Of course, you're inferior in every way."

It's not even as good as the most superficial appearance, let alone the inner qualities.

Bai Xiuming's lips curled up, clearly A Chan's answer had successfully pleased him.

"Are you still jealous, Lord Bai?" Ah Chan teased deliberately.

Bai Xiuming didn't answer, but instead lifted her delicate chin and pecked her lips: "What did he say to you?"

“He told me that he had written Ah Mian’s name, but the Book of Earth Spirits did not respond, and it should be like this now.”

"This situation must be very rare, right?"

“Hmm, so I suspect that A-Mian’s existence may have been concealed.” A-Chan paused and then said, “Father gave me his inner core, so it’s impossible that he left nothing for A-Mian.”

Although this proved her guess, she still couldn't find any trace of A-Mian in the Book of Earthly Spirits, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Don't rush, let me try again."

Bai Xiuming pricked his fingertip, using it as a pen to write the words "A Mian" on the gold page with his blood.

After the name was written down, the two characters slowly became distorted, as if struggling, and then the writing showed signs of fading away.

Bai Xiuming did not remove his hand, but continued to drip blood onto the gold page.

The demonic artifact was bloodthirsty. After absorbing the blood of a fifth-tier cultivator, the Earth Spirit Book shone brightly with golden light. The name of A-Mian on it was no longer distorted and deformed, but fell directly onto the golden page, just like A-Chan's name, which was also red.

This wasn't the end. As blood continued to drip, A-Mian's name appeared as a blood-red line floating beyond the golden pages. Then, the blood line straightened and ran parallel to the ground, pointing her name northward.

This means that A-Mian is not only alive, but also in the north of Beijing.

Just then, the gold page with A-Mian's name on it made a tearing sound. Bai Xiuming raised his hand and pressed it on the gold page, as if he was in a stalemate with an unseen force.

A moment later, a domineering and furious roar faintly reached his ears, and Bai Xiuming's fingers were flicked up, the golden pages under his hand shattered into dust.

Achan didn't hear any sound, but seeing the gold page shatter, she asked with some worry, "What happened?"

Bai Xiuming smiled and said, "It's alright, this is good news."

"What good news?"

"It was the dragons who covered her tracks."

Although the dragon race is blessed with exceptional talent and long lifespan, it is rare. To date, there are only five Dragon Kings at the Fifth Realm.

Two of the dragon kings have truly experienced the vicissitudes of time; they almost never leave the dragon clan's territory. The remaining three, however, are worth investigating.

If Achan's younger sister, like her, hadn't changed her name, she shouldn't be hard to find.

When Bai Xiuming mentioned the Dragon Clan, Achan immediately thought of the same thing. However, the Dragon Clan was xenophobic, so it probably wouldn't be easy to get information about them.

Before she could voice her concerns, Bai Xiuming had already devised a solution. He said, "My father has some connections with the Dragon Clan. I'll go to him tomorrow and ask him to help me inquire."

Achan raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck, her eyes sparkling: "Lord Bai, how can you be so kind?"

"Since you know I'm good to you, then come back to my manor with me tonight?"

Achan was about to get up, but Bai Xiuming pressed her back down: "Where do you want to go?"

"It suddenly occurred to me that I've been missing for so long, Hui Niang must be very worried about me."

"Don't worry, I've already sent someone to tell her, and she should know you're safe and sound now."

"I'm worried, I need to go back now!"

“If you really don’t want to go to my residence…” Bai Xiuming said slowly, “you can stay here.”

Achan said righteously, "You've already reached the fifth realm, how can you still be controlled by desire? Show me your self-control."

Bai Xiuming retorted with a smile: "I'm already at the fifth realm, so naturally I can do whatever I want. What need do I have for self-control?"

Seeing that reasoning with her was useless, Achan immediately changed her tactics: "But my body hasn't recovered yet."

She yawned, her eyes glistening with tears, and said, "I'm still so sleepy."

She wasn't lying to him; she really did feel sleepy.

"You're so sleepy? I'll take you home to sleep." Before Achan could react, he got off the bed, picked her up, and walked out.

Ah Chan made a final, desperate struggle: "I won't—"

Ultimately, her struggle failed, and Bai Xiuming packed her up and took her back to his mansion.

However, on the way to his house, Achan fell asleep again.

Bai Xiuming wasn't surprised. After the marrow cleansing, the life force within A Chan's body would continue to slowly change her physical form, and drowsiness was just a normal phenomenon.

Ah Chan slept straight through the night. When she woke up, the room was quiet. Even though she had slept for a long time, she didn't feel hungry.

She rolled over, reached out her little hand to the side, and sure enough, touched a warm body.

Bai Xiuming, dressed in his undergarments, lay respectfully on his back beside her.

The person beside her was fast asleep, but Achan felt no sleepiness whatsoever. Bored with her eyes open, her hands began to wander.

She untied the ribbons on Bai Xiu's clothes and reached inside with her small hand.

Achan's fingertips slowly traced down his clearly defined muscles and creases, finally resting on his lower abdomen. She loved the feel of Bai Xiuming's body; she almost couldn't put it down.

As Achan was immersed in the beauty, she suddenly heard someone ask, "Does it feel good to touch?"