Chapter 55 I enjoy dual cultivation with you. You know I'm Xiao Bumian...
After an unknown amount of time, Mingjian was the first to regain consciousness.
Mingjian: "..."
He fell into an unusual silence, his mind blank.
My limbs were still weak, and my whole body was tingling with a numbing soreness. The lingering afterglow of that extreme tremor still lingered deep within my body.
The sensation of their souls merging just now was too clear, as if every inch of his spiritual veins and every strand of his consciousness was permeated with Xiao Bumian's aura. He could even vaguely sense the other's satiation and pleasure emanating from him.
It was clear he wanted to escape.
But he was powerless, as limp as a puddle of water, allowing Xiao Bumian's consciousness to roam freely in his mind's sea of consciousness.
Just thinking about it makes my legs tremble slightly.
...Damn it! Seriously damn it!
He had secretly done his homework in order to win over Xiao Bumian, even reading several of the novels written by the Seventeenth Prince about female phoenixes. But none of them mentioned that dual cultivation was done in this way?!
This was completely different from what he had imagined!
The system was online again, and it chuckled mischievously: "Hehe, host, you're making fast progress! Your favorability rating is already 50%! Keep it up! 051 believes you can help Xiao Bumian regain his attachment to this world and stop thinking about destroying it all the time."
It paused, then added: "Also, 051 just did a search, and it turns out that the Seventeenth Young Master wrote a romance novel, so it differs somewhat from the world of cultivation. After all, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth."
Mingjian: "…………"
Oh.
He wanted to beat up the system, and even more so, he wanted to throw the troublesome Seventeenth Prince to feed the spirit beasts.
Mingjian lay on the bed, his chest heaving, panting for a while before he could barely suppress the trembling in his body. He hurriedly struggled out of Xiao Bumian's arms, and in his haste, he looked up and saw that the other person's eyes were still closed and his breathing was steady.
Mingjian stared blankly as he recalled everything that had just happened, and finally realized belatedly that he had entered the depths of Xiao Bumian's sea of consciousness.
He paused, a subtle, indescribable feeling welling up inside him.
Didn't the elders who gave the lectures confidently say that the higher a cultivator's cultivation level, the more difficult it is for their divine sense to penetrate? So what is he entering now? How come Xiao Bumian's sea of consciousness is like his own backyard, appearing whenever he wants?
Furthermore, he mocked Xiao Bumian for coming back mentally unstable after his trip. Looking back now, Mingjian just wants to say...
He's so stupid!
He slept with Xiao Bumian just like that!
When Mingjian thought of this, his face immediately burned, and a light blush spread from his ears to his neck.
Mingjian couldn't imagine how he would face Xiao Bumian if he were awake right now, so he decided to run away.
He frantically tried to get up, but his legs gave way and he fell back down, landing squarely in Xiao Bumian's arms.
Mingjian was speechless.
He froze on the spot, lying on the other person, not daring to move.
After a while, the person beneath him still didn't move. Mingjian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the dog cautiously tried to get up again.
Inside the room, the curtains swayed slightly.
A faint, delicate fragrance, like that of crabapple blossoms, wafts on the breeze.
The moment he looked up, he was met with a pair of deep, beautiful eyes.
Those beautiful eyes blinked gently.
In that instant, Mingjian felt his heart skip a beat.
All was silent; the world seemed to have suddenly fallen silent.
He stared stiffly at Xiao Bumian, who had woken up at some unknown time, like a cat caught red-handed after stealing a bite of fish.
After a long silence, Xiao Bumian's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly chuckled softly. His tone was gentle, yet every word was clear.
Do you want to try again?
“No…” Mingjian shook his head vigorously, resolutely refusing Xiao Bumian’s request.
Xiao Bumian looked puzzled. He tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Why? Don't you feel comfortable?" His tone was soft, as if he were seriously asking for help with a difficult problem.
Mingjian originally wanted to say he felt uncomfortable, as he knew Xiao Bumian's personality all too well. Once he found something interesting, he would relentlessly pursue it until he got tired of it.
Just like those blue spirit butterflies last time, Mingjian initially found them novel and accompanied him into the forest late at night to catch two. But when his interest waned and he no longer wanted to go, Xiao Bumian persisted alone for several days until one day he suddenly lost interest and finally forgot about those spirit butterflies.
If I admit it's comfortable right now... God knows when this yandere will stop.
Mingjian recalled the feeling of trembling in his soul just now, and his legs felt weak again.
He was genuinely afraid that he would die in bed in some unspeakable way.
But as he hardened his heart to deny it, he met Xiao Bumian's misty eyes. The corners of his eyes were still flushed with emotion, and the corners of his lips were unconsciously curved. His plain white undergarment was loosely half-open, revealing his smooth and beautiful collarbone and a small patch of fair chest. His black hair cascaded down the pillow, and the red lotus pattern on his forehead was dazzlingly alluring, making him look like a seductive ghost who had just absorbed a lot of life force.
Mingjian suddenly found himself speechless.
He had always known that Xiao Bumian was handsome, but he had never seen him so radiantly beautiful. Just being stared at by those eyes made his breath catch in his throat.
The lie he had prepared got stuck in his throat, and he could only manage to stammer out, "It's...it's alright...just so-so..."
Xiao Bumian immediately smiled. A bright smile curved his lips, his eyebrows and eyes curved into crescents, and after eating his fill, he exuded a lazy, sweet charm.
He reached out contentedly and pulled the stiff Mingjian into a tighter embrace, burying his burning cheeks in the other's neck and nuzzling him gently like a spoiled cat, his voice muffled but filled with obvious joy, "But I feel so good."
Xiao Bumian's hot breath made Mingjian shiver. "My whole body feels warm...like I'm soaking in a spiritual spring."
Then, he raised his wet eyes and said clearly, word by word, "Mingjian, I enjoy cultivating with you."
This earth-shattering statement finally jolted Mingjian awake.
His eyes widened in disbelief, like a frightened cat staring at Xiao Bumian.
There was a sense of despair.
It's over.
How could he have been so foolish as to say "it's alright"?!
What's the difference between this and the default setting?
Lust can cloud judgment! It truly can!
Xiao Bumian quietly felt the emotions belonging to Mingjian coming from her heart, a mixture of regret, happiness, shyness, and sullenness.
He thought to himself, "Mingjian is really strange."
If you like something, just like it. Why have so many complicated emotions?
However... all this joy and elation was ultimately bestowed upon him.
Xiao Bumian hugged the person even tighter, almost as if he wanted to meld them into his own bones. He sighed softly with regret, "Why can't we merge with each other in the outside world as we do in our divine senses?"
As if suddenly remembering something, his voice tinged with pleasure as he whispered close to Mingjian's ear, "Do you want to drink my blood?"
Ming was still thinking about how to sneak out when he suddenly heard Xiao Bumian's voice, looking at him as if he were a fool, "Why would I drink your blood?"
Xiao Bumian carefully observed Mingjian's expression.
His spiritual energy was stable and calm, and he was not lying.
That's really strange.
Whether Mingjian was sent by those people or not is another matter, but those people didn't tell him whether his blood could enhance his cultivation.
Furthermore, Mingjian must have heard Gu Weishen and the others mention this when he was still a cat in the dream.
So when Mingjian said he didn't want to drink, Xiao Bumian was somewhat surprised.
"Well, you should know that if you drink a sip of my blood, at your current cultivation speed, you can probably advance your cultivation level by another level within seven days."
Upon hearing this, Mingjian immediately got up.
Seeing his movement, Xiao Bumian also straightened up and casually sat cross-legged on the cloud couch. He rested his chin on one hand, a faint smile playing on his lips, but a hint of interest lurked in his eyes.
He asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
"It depends on your cultivation level!" A faint blue light suddenly rippled in Mingjian's palm. As the spiritual energy flowed, he froze, staring at his hand for a long time, his voice trembling.
"How...how did I reach the third level of Foundation Establishment???"
He looked up in disbelief, his eyes filled with bewilderment and shock.
Wasn't he only at the Foundation Establishment stage not long ago?
Speaking of this, Mingjian looked up at Xiao Bumian.
He forgot, shouldn't he be in the cold pool?
When did Xiao Bumian return, and when was he brought to the Nevernight Pavilion?
Moreover, at that time, he was burning unbearably all over, as if he had been thrown into purgatory, his body felt as if it had been split in two, sometimes extremely cold, sometimes extremely hot.
But now, apart from soreness in my lower back and legs, I have no other discomfort.
Seeing that he was staring at him, Xiao Bumian chuckled and lazily rested his chin on his hand. "It's only at the third level. Since you cultivate with me, your cultivation will naturally grow faster. If your spiritual root becomes purer in the future, your cultivation will only grow even faster."
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped talking, moved closer, and got very, very close to Mingjian.
The distance suddenly shrank, so close that you could hear each other's breaths, and warm breaths gently brushed against Ming's cheeks.
Mingjian heard him say in a voice tinged with laughter, "Don't you know I'm Xiao Bumian?"
With a "buzz"—
Mingjian heard the string that had been taut in his mind snap completely.
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