Chapter 45 I am your teacher... um...

Ling Shu dared not grip back too tightly, fearing that if she held on too tightly, her hand would pull back.

A steady stream of spiritual energy was steadily supplied.

There were still four hours until dawn.

She had just suffered a severe injury, so it was best not to trouble her and just let her get out safely. Ling Shu whispered to her, "Master, I can still hold on, don't give me any more immortal power yet."

Zhuang Jinfu said calmly, "I can handle it."

Ling Shu simply let go of her hand: "I don't want it anymore." She got up and sat down next to Yin Yu. If she stayed away from Yin Yu, she wouldn't be able to transfer her immortal power to her. She should rest now.

Zhuang Jinfu's hand suddenly felt empty; the warmth had vanished, and a cold wind blew by, making her exposed hand even colder. She heard Ling Shu's sweet voice calling for her great-grandmother, and the two chatted idly back and forth.

Zhuang Jinfu suddenly realized that when Ling Shu said she wouldn't do that again, she really meant she was going to let it go. If it were before, she would never have let go of any opportunity to offend her, and she would have held her hand tightly and hugged her right now.

Now she let go of her hand.

Things went as she wished, so why did she feel uncomfortable?

For the next four hours, Ling Shu did not return to her side. Dan Qi kept yawning, Hu Shi was struggling to stay awake, and Ling Shu's eyelids were almost closed. She rested her head on Yin Yu's shoulder, and Yin Yu also snuggled up to her. Zhuang Jin Fu then said, "I'll keep watch. You two go to sleep."

As dawn broke and the sun rose, the creatures strung together by Ling Shu turned to dust under the sunlight. The five of them packed up and returned to Xiaoyuan Village.

The village chief came early in the morning to deliver breakfast and was terrified to find the door open. Luckily, he turned around and saw the five of them returning safely. After breakfast, Dan Qi took Ling Shu and Zhuang Jinfu to the courtyard to talk.

Dan Qi was greatly shocked to learn from Hu Shi that Ling Shu and Yin Yu were preparing to become Daoist partners. Realizing he had made a mistake, he hesitated as he looked at the two of them, saying, "This...that..."

Ling Shu lost her patience: "Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Zhuang Jinfu looked at her seriously.

Dan Qi gritted his teeth and said bluntly, "It's a bit offensive, goes against human ethics, and is extremely immoral, but it's the best way."

Ling Shu: "What?"

Zhuang Jinfu: "Hmm?"

Dan Qi's eyes darted back and forth between the two people: "Immortal Venerable, your yang energy is excessive, blocking your meridians, and your body is as cold as ice; Ling Shu, your demonic energy is rampant, which is detrimental to your meridians, and your body is as hot as fire."

Ling Shu: "Yes, that's right."

Zhuang Jinfu's eyes flickered slightly, a possibility forming in his mind: "What are you trying to say?"

Dan Qi whispered, "You two are so hot and cold, the best way to solve this problem quickly is through dual cultivation. Immortal Venerable, you should transfer your excess yang energy to Ling Shu. Demons can absorb human yang energy to cultivate, as long as you control it and don't go too far, they won't go down the path of evil cultivation. Ling Shu needs a lot of immortal power to calm the rampaging demonic power, and the yang energy plus a little bit of your immortal power will be enough!"

Ling Shu's face flushed red instantly.

Zhuang Jinfu remained remarkably calm and countered, "Isn't there another way?"

Dan Qi said decisively, "Yes, there is, but it needs to be supplemented with herbal medicine. It won't get better in less than ten days to half a month. Where would you find that much time?"

Dan Qi looked at Ling Shu and said with heartache, "Oh dear, you should explain a few more words to Yin Yu."

After saying that, he looked at Zhuang Jinfu and asked, "Does the Path of Ruthlessness mean that one cannot have desires?"

She nodded.

Dan Qi suddenly became excited: "I'll start by rejecting women!"

Zhuang Jinfu: "..."

At the door of Zhuang Jinfu's room, Dan Qi stood at the entrance and gestured for him to enter: "Please come up to the arena."

Ling Shu blushed and followed Zhuang Jinfu inside.

"Close the door," Zhuang Jinfu said.

Dan Qi was inexplicably excited: "I'll close it! I'll close it!" Before her hand even touched it, a cold spiritual energy swept over, and the door slammed shut with a bang, the latch clicking off.

Ling Shu had agreed to keep her distance, and she didn't want to force her to reciprocate her feelings. After all, she was a high and mighty immortal, and it had only just begun for them to develop a sense of master and disciple. Now, she was about to offend her master again.

It was something she had been looking forward to, but now that the moment had come, she didn't want to take another step forward, fearing that if she did, she would retreat even further.

“Master…” Ling Shu stood at a distance and whispered, “What kind of dual cultivation is it…”

"Dual cultivation requires not wearing outer clothing, emphasizing unobstructed flow, and merging with the flow of magical power."

"Take off your clothes." Zhuang Jinfu stopped in front of the futon and turned to look directly at her.

"Should we get to know each other a little better first..." That's too direct. How could she say something like that so seriously?

Zhuang Jinfu: "Sure, how would you like to get to know me?"

Ling Shu hesitated and asked, "Give me a hug?"

Zhuang Jinfu: "Okay." Perhaps she was scared because it was her first time practicing the technique, and she still relied on him, which put her at ease.

Ling Shu walked over slowly, leaned into her arms, and put her arms around her waist. The cool touch caused a slight shiver, relieving the heat in her body. At the same time, she felt sorry for her. How could she have endured such a cold body temperature all night without sleeping and persevered until dawn?

Ling Shu touched her lower abdomen and gently massaged it.

Zhuang Jinfu grabbed her hand.

Ling Shu gently explained, "A woman's stomach should not get cold."

Zhuang Jinfu let her be. He wanted to put his other hand around her shoulder, but then he was afraid of making her cold, so he let it fall down.

After a while, Ling Shu felt a slight warmth on the skin beneath her clothes. Her hand slowly moved upwards, with respect yet a determined intent to offend, and she forcefully pulled on the belt, causing Zhuang Jinfu's belt to come undone.

Zhuang Jinfu did not intervene.

Ling Shu flicked and hooked her fingers, and the belt slid down her fingertips.

A white outer garment was removed and landed at Zhuang Jinfu's heels, while another garment fell and piled up at his feet.

Zhuang Jinfu's fingers trembled slightly, filled with some kind of sin, as he pinched Ling Shu's lotus root pink belt and carefully tugged at it, causing the belt to fall.

Touching the thin string on Ling Shu's clothes, he gently and slowly pulled it open, his eyes sweeping over Ling Shu's eyes.

Her peach blossom eyes, shimmering like lake water, concealed a certain thought beneath a gentle facade. Lacking the straightforward desires of the past, she could even detect a hint of worry and timidity.

She's different now; perhaps she's grown up.

After removing her outer garment, Ling Shu was wearing a red dress underneath, as vibrant as a wedding gown.

With her cultivation level, she could easily defeat the demon, but she couldn't overcome the inner demon that had conjured up the appearance of Ling Shu and was trapped on the execution platform.

She saw Ling Shu standing on the edge of the cliff, dressed in a red wedding gown, asking her, "Will you love me just this once?"

"not good."

"Marry me, and I'll grant you one wish before I die."

"Ling Shu, I will not marry you."

"Don't you gods value the wishes of all living beings more than the heavens? Why is it different for me?"

"Zhuang Jinfu, I am also one of the living beings."

Then she watched Ling Shu jump off the cliff. She frantically tried to grab her, but she only managed to grasp a torn corner of her shawl.

Ling Shu's hot hand clung to her shoulder. The person in front of her was breathing, her body was warm, and blood was flowing under her skin. She was standing alive in front of her; she hadn't jumped off the cliff.

"Master?" Ling Shu called softly. Zhuang Jin Fu stared at her absentmindedly, his gaze seemingly fixed on her chest...

Ling Shu blushed and continued to undress her. The last layer of white inner garment was also removed, revealing a small garment embroidered with lotus flowers. The curve of her neck was slightly exposed, revealing her snow-white skin and jade-like complexion, with a warm and lingering fragrance.

Ling Shu draped his arm over her shoulder, lowered his head, and gently kissed the curve of her rosy lips.

It brushed past like a feather.

Zhuang Jinfu gently pushed aside her lower abdomen and said with restraint, "Ling Shu, this is not how you cultivate dual cultivation."

Ling Shu was stunned: "Huh?" She quickly let go of his hand, took a step back, and kept a safe distance.

"How could that be... I'm sorry, I... I don't know... I thought..."

Zhuang Jinfu sat solemnly on the floor, cross-legged, and asked her to sit down as well. The two of them placed their palms together and closed their eyes.

The immortal energy was transferred into Ling Shu's body, and after a slight adjustment, the yang energy was slowly transferred in.

As soon as Ling Shu received the immortal's yang energy, she felt comfortable all over and could clearly feel her cultivation level improving at an unbelievable speed.

Like rain after a long drought, the parched earth quickly absorbed the water. Soon, the yang energy was slowly transmitted from Zhuang Jinfu to Ling Shu, who actively absorbed it.

Living people possess yang energy, with immortals having the strongest yang energy, possessing the most yang body. However, Ling Shu possesses a thousand-year-old demon core, and her demon body is yin. She is the most yin body, and the combination of extreme yang and extreme yin makes it somewhat difficult for Ling Shu to control herself.

A steady stream of yang energy was drawn in by Ling Shu.

Zhuang Jinfu couldn't take it anymore: "Ling Shu, it's too fast."

Ling Shu, however, seemed not to hear, and inhaled rapidly with great excitement.

“Slow down…” Zhuang Jinfu was covered in cold sweat. “Ling Shu, slow down.”

Zhuang Jinfu tried to loosen her grip on his hand to bring her back to her senses, but as soon as her hand moved an inch away, Ling Shu caught up and grabbed it back. She tried to break free again, but the powerful thousand-year-old demonic energy gathered in her palm and held her tightly.

Ling Shu opened his eyes, staring sharply at her like a beast fixated on its prey.

Zhuang Jinfu had used up all his immortal power all night and hadn't had a proper rest, so he was now at a disadvantage.

Suddenly, Ling Shu pounced, and Zhuang Jinfu was completely at a disadvantage.

Zhuang Jinfu's heart was pounding wildly: "Ling Shu! Wake up! I'm your master... um..."

Soft lips pressed down, and a soft tongue breached the defenses of the pearly teeth, venturing in like an anteater preying on an ant.

Hot breaths slid down her lips, her slender neck also suffered, and what's more, Ling Shu's hands ravaged her softness.

The herbal formula is out of control.

Suddenly, the last obstacle was torn away.

The soft flesh bulged between the fingers.

Zhuang Jinfu raised his hand as if to slap her, but then withdrew it as he was about to strike.

She tilted her head back and bit her shoulder hard.

A sharp pain shot through her, and Ling Shu began to regain consciousness.

She paused, looking down at Zhuang Jinfu. She saw this aloof and stunningly beautiful immortal being pinned beneath her, her lips stained with blood, the red adding a touch of broken beauty to her face. Her cheeks were flushed, her ears were pink, and her eyes were filled with uncontrollable shame and indignation. Her undergarments were torn to shreds, revealing…

The crucial point is that his own damned hand is still on it.

Damn it.

The spring scenery is alluring, truly an unparalleled beauty.

Ling Shu slapped herself to clear her mind, got up, grabbed the blanket, and wrapped Zhuang Jinfu up completely. "I'm sorry... Master, I'm such a bastard, I'm a worthless person."

Before she could slap her again, Zhuang Jinfu grabbed her wrist with his icy hand: "The dual cultivation is not yet complete."