Chapter 112 Two Rong Xie:

Lu Yingqi was about to stand up when he suddenly remembered something and sat back down.

"This seems to be my bedroom? You want me to leave?" Lu Yingqi asked, puzzled.

"Then what should we do? Should we go out? Isn't this a special situation? Can't you consider the bigger picture?" Shen Bingsi always had a point.

“…Never mind, I’ll go next door to meditate.” Lu Yingqi stood up, walked through the small hall, and headed towards his actual bedroom.

Only Rong Xie and Shen Bingsi remained in the study, which was connected to the bedroom.

When Rong Xie saw that Lu Yingqi's seat was vacant, he stood up, leaning on the table, intending to sit there.

I had only gotten halfway up when someone hugged me from behind.

Shen Bingsi pounced on Rong Xie like a warm little bear, wrapping half of Rong Xie's body in her arms. Rong Xie tried to struggle, but Shen Bingsi held him even tighter, and made loud breathing sounds from behind.

"Shen Bingsi!" Rong Xie pushed away Shen Bingsi's arm that was wrapped around him, his face flushed with embarrassment. "The door isn't closed yet!"

The study and Lu Yingqi's bedroom were originally connected, separated by a small hall, a common layout in wealthy households. Whatever was happening in the study could be clearly seen from the bedroom.

"Can I hug you if I close the door?" Shen Bingsi's muffled voice came from behind Rong Xie.

"...No, what's wrong with you? If you do it again, I'll shock you." Rong Xie secretly channeled his spiritual power into his palm.

"Go ahead and shock me, shock me to death." Shen Bingsi hugged Rong Xie and shook him a couple of times.

Rong Xie lost his balance and almost fell on Shen Bingsi, but luckily he braced himself against something that was both soft and hard, and he couldn't quite describe what it felt like.

Shen Bingsi groaned and released her grip.

Rong Xie turned around and found Shen Bingsi rolling around on the couch, clutching her thighs, her face flushed red. Her expression didn't seem to be faking it.

Rong Xie was also a little guilty. His brace just now wasn't a simple brace; it was a brace with a palm thunderbolt hidden in his hand...

"Are you alright? Let me see where you're hurt?" Rong Xie sat down sideways, pressed down on the rolling Shen Bingsi, pried his hand away, and looked at the spot he was clutching. He tried to comfort himself, "It's not entirely my fault. Who told you to pull me like that? I told you I had a palm lightning bolt on my hand, and you still wanted me to electrocute you. Now look what happened—"

Shen Bingsi's pants had a hole in them, revealing a patch of white skin. It seemed he didn't often expose this area to the sun, as it looked rather delicate at first glance. Of course, it had nothing to do with being delicate; the edges of the hole in his pants were scorched by the palm lightning, and his skin was only slightly red.

"It's alright, it was a little numb just now." Shen Bingsi happily propped her "injured leg" up on Rong Xie's lap, enjoying Rong Xie's caring gaze and caresses. However, there was really no visible "injury" on it. Shen Bingsi felt that she should at least explain, "You know, I don't use my protective spiritual energy when I'm with you. Just now, I really thought this leg was going to be ruined. Feel it, is it still a little hot?"

"..." Rong Xie's scalp tingled, and he didn't dare to look at Lu Yingqi, who was "adjusting his breathing" across the door, to see what his reaction would be.

Perhaps when things get too awkward, you stop feeling awkward altogether. Rong Xie slapped Shen Bing Si's pants hole: "I think you're not hot enough, you need to be slapped a few more times—get up."

Shen Bingsi's skin looked even redder. He was a little embarrassed and awkwardly withdrew his leg, getting up from the couch.

Shen Bingsi moved her fingers, and the study door closed automatically, along with the curtains in front of it.

Under Rong Xie's supervision, Shen Bingsi placed soundproofing and barriers in every corner of the room to ensure that the room was completely sealed off from the outside, and that no sound or shadow would leak out.

Rong Xie finally breathed a sigh of relief. The tension that had been constantly on his body since entering the Lu residence eased slightly, and he sat down more casually: "Lu Yingqi won't hear what we're saying, will he?"

Shen Bingsi liked it when Rong Xie referred to the two of them as "we," making it obvious who was one of them and who was an outsider.

"How could that be?" he said dismissively. "I've set up a barrier, and this room is as solid as an iron barrel. Not to mention Lu Yingqi, even Elder Bai wouldn't be able to find out what's going on inside."

“Hmm…” Rong Xie hesitated for a moment, then said, “But Lu Yingqi’s cultivation is very high. He said he has already broken through to the late Nascent Soul stage…”

"What?!" Shen Bingsi was taken aback. He had always thought that Lu Yingqi's cultivation level was about the same as his. After all, for someone in the Nascent Soul Realm, ten years of seclusion was nothing. If they couldn't break through, they still couldn't. "Did he really say that? Did he say it himself?"

"Yes." Rong Xie also felt that he should remind Shen Bingsi, lest Shen Bingsi really instigate Lu Yingqi.

"...Impossible! He must be bluffing!" Shen Bingsi pondered for a moment, then immediately said, "In just ten years, he could have gone from the early Nascent Soul stage to the late Nascent Soul stage? He never mentioned that he was in the Spirit Transformation stage!"

"..." Rong Xie was speechless. Lu Yingqi didn't seem like the kind of person who would brag.

However, this incident still had some impact on Shen Bingsi, and he became listless in the following period.

After confirming that the sounds and images in the room would not be detected by Lu Yingqi's spiritual sense, Rong Xie got down to business.

"You want to become like me? Are you sure you're okay with that?" Rong Xie asked. "Is there anything I need to do to help you?"

Shen Bingsi was a little distracted, but after Rong Xie asked her, she came back to her senses: "The bag is fine. I'll transform into your appearance and go for a walk next door in a bit. I guarantee Lu Yingqi won't recognize me."

"Really?" Rong Xie was quite curious about what it would feel like to have someone who looked exactly like him appear in front of him. "Then transform yourself, and I'll see."

"Okay, I'll do a rough one first." Shen Bingsi sat cross-legged and closed her eyes.

Golden light emanated from the top of his head, transforming into countless golden threads that wrapped around him like a silkworm cocoon, while crackling sounds of flesh and bone breaking came from within the cocoon.

Rong Xie had seen Shen Bingsi transform before, but this was the first time he had seen him transform into himself, and he stared intently at the golden light that formed a human shape.

The golden light shrank a little, then shrank a little more... Rong Xie wondered doubtfully, was he really that short? Was there such a significant difference in stature between him and Shen Bing Si?

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, golden light began to spread out, landing on the couch and disappearing. The person inside was gradually revealed, like a statue buried in snow, which was then brought back to light when the snow melted in spring.

Rong Xie saw another version of himself sitting there.

Rong Xie took a deep breath and stared intently at his other self. The feeling was so strange that he couldn't help but lean forward and pinch his "own" cheek.

"Hiss." The other "self" opened its eyes, looking at Rong Xie with some dissatisfaction. "Why are you pinching me?"

Rong Xie held back for a while, but finally couldn't help but burst out laughing: "What are you doing... are you copying me?"

"Does it look good?" The other "self" stretched out her body, not noticing that her enlarged clothes had slipped off her shoulders, revealing a patch of snow-white skin.

Rong Xie quickly pulled it up for him, gripping the collar tightly to make sure he couldn't see anything after he lowered his head.

"I would never do that." Rong Xie gripped the collar with one hand and quickly grabbed the sagging belt with the other, binding the enlarged clothes tightly to "himself" like a rice dumpling. "You've changed so much. Luckily I checked it beforehand, otherwise I would definitely have given myself away tomorrow."

"How could it not look like him?" Shen Bingsi asked, tilting his head back in confusion. Rong Xie's forearm was against his neck, preventing him from looking down. He felt Rong Xie lying on top of him, busily working. A faint scent of soap and ink wafted from Rong Xie, along with a hint of rose. Shen Bingsi wrinkled his nose, trying to expel the scent from his breath.

After finishing his preparations, Rong Xie stepped back and examined the person Shen Bingsi had transformed into.

It felt like looking in a mirror, but there was something very awkward about it, so much so that Rong Xie could tell at a glance that this version of himself was a fake.

“I’m not that pale,” Rong Xie stroked his chin. “And I don’t have this much hair. And my eyes, my pupils aren’t that big. Why are my eyes so watery? I wouldn’t make such a crying face, especially the face you made when you said that.”

"What did you say?" Shen Bingsi listened attentively to Rong Xie's guidance.

"'What are you doing?' No, 'Why are you pinching me?' That's the line," Rong Xie thought of the scene and shuddered. "I wouldn't roll my eyes like that and say 'Why are you pinching me?' in a coquettish way!"

"Oh..." Shen Bingsi pondered for a moment, "Is it possible that you sometimes do this, but you just haven't realized it?"

"No, I won't," Rong Xie said firmly.

“Sometimes… you’re not looking in the mirror all the time, right?” Shen Bingsi said. “Outsiders see things more clearly.”

"Impossible. No one knows me better than me. Your becoming so obvious is definitely wrong."

Shen Bingsi retrieved a mirror from afar, looked at herself, and shook her thick, smooth long hair, exuding an expression of unparalleled beauty. She said, "That's right, this is what you look like. So this is how you feel when you look in the mirror."

"What do you feel? I don't feel anything!" Rong Xie found Shen Bingsi's intoxicated expression as she looked in the mirror extremely irritating. He snatched the mirror away, his cheeks inexplicably burning. "You're not allowed to look in the mirror anymore. Your transformation technique is not up to standard. Come back and do it again."

“It’s clearly amazing,” Shen Bingsi continued, leaning closer to Rong Xie’s hand to look at the mirror in his hand. “It’s the real deal. If you don’t believe me, let’s go to Lu Yingqi and see if he can tell who is real and who is fake.”

“This…” Rong Xie pondered, “is indeed an idea.”

Lu Yingqi would definitely not cover for Shen Bingsi. With a third party present, it would be easier to discern the differences between the two, making it easier for Shen Bingsi to continue making adjustments.

Rong Xie stared at Shen Bingsi, scrutinizing her: "However, this outfit of yours is definitely not suitable..."

A moment later, Rong Xie took out the clothes he carried with him and helped Shen Bingsi change into them. Fortunately, he had brought an outer robe made from the same piece of cloth, which was almost identical to the one he was wearing.

During this time, Rong Xie made Shen Bingsi keep her head up and not look around.

After changing Shen Bingsi's clothes, Rong Xie stared at his hair and styled it according to his own hairstyle. Shen Bingsi closed his eyes happily, letting Rong Xie busy himself around him, his cool fingers constantly brushing against his head and face.

This feeling is like returning to the time at Huanxue Mountain Villa. It hasn't been long, but it feels like a lifetime has passed.

After Rong Xie finished tidying up Shen Bingsi, he woke him up and looked him over from head to toe. At least in terms of appearance, there was no obvious difference. In a moment, Lu Yingqi could focus on the changes in Shen Bingsi himself.

The study door opened, and the two Rong Xies came out one after the other, passed through the flower hall, and came to the bedroom.

Lu Yingqi was meditating on his bed in his bedroom when he sensed someone approaching and opened his eyes.

Lu Yingqi was stunned when he saw the two people in front of him.