Chapter 135 I want a kiss:
Rong Xie glanced at Shen Bingsi, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He didn't answer him, but instead fell into deep thought.
Shen Bingsi became even more curious, itching to know the answer, and kept asking Rong Xie a series of questions.
“I can’t tell you,” Rong Xie said, unusually tight-lipped on this matter, unlike his usual gentle and frank manner in the rest of the dream. “Just take it as a premonition.”
"Then what about me? If there's a World-Destroying Demon, shouldn't it be me who slays it? The Victorious Evil Sword has absorbed the blood of demons and monsters; it was born for this job. No one has more experience in this area than me, Shen Bingsi," Shen Bingsi said unwillingly, grabbing Rong Xie's shoulders to make him face her. "You'd better watch out. I am the nemesis of the World-Destroying Demon, not some sheltered Lu Yingqi. A person who only knows how to cultivate in seclusion, no matter how high their cultivation level, can't compare to someone who has been in real combat for a long time."
“I know,” Rong Xie said helplessly, trying to break free from his grasp, but the grip was too tight. He had no choice but to say, “I know you can defeat the World-Destroying Demon, but that comes at a price…”
At this point, a hint of worry flashed across Rong Xie's brow.
Shen Bingsi captured it accurately.
Shen Bingsi was overjoyed, and a slight dizziness arose in his mind. However, he had already gotten used to this slight tremor.
"Are you worried about me?" Shen Bingsi raised an eyebrow.
Rong Xie sighed: "...Yes, having an extra helper is always better than going alone, right?"
"It was clearly for me," Shen Bingsi's hand slid down Rong Xie's shoulder, landing on his wrist that hung by his side. Her fingers parted his soft, cool palm, firmly grasped his ten fingers, and pulled him in front of her. "And you still say it was for yourself?"
Rong Xie's eyes flickered, his brows lowered, as if his thoughts had been exposed and he was too embarrassed to meet Shen Bing Si's gaze.
Shen Bingsi felt that was enough and could tell Rong Xie that he was dreaming.
What Lu Yingqi was burned to a crisp, what Sect Master Xue fell, what the world-destroying demon... it's all a dream. Once you wake up, none of this will exist. The three sects will be stable, and the world will be at peace.
"Rong'er, actually..."
Before Shen Bingsi could speak, Rong Xie spoke first, saying, "Bingsi, I want to ask you a question."
"Huh? What?" Shen Bingsi stopped and thought, anyway, it's just one question. Rong Xie rarely asks him so formally, so it must be a very important question. If he misses this opportunity, he might as well listen to it before he leaves.
Rong Xie's cheeks flushed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he asked in a low voice, "Will dual cultivation... affect your cultivation level?"
"What?" Shen Bingsi thought she had misheard.
Rong Xie's cheeks quickly turned bright red, and he couldn't possibly repeat such an embarrassing question a second time: "Never mind, it's nothing."
He struggled to pull his hand away, but Shen Bingsi gripped it even tighter.
"Of course it won't affect anything, I'm not a furnace," Shen Bingsi blurted out. "Is your spiritual power insufficient?"
Rong Xie lowered his head, and Shen Bingsi saw the shimmering light in his eyes beneath his long eyelashes. In her dizziness, Shen Bingsi thought, "Rong'er still likes me after all. Everything in my dream is the most real."
"Hmm..." Rong Xie responded softly, then didn't know what to do. He let Shen Bingsi hold his hand, and the two of them stood motionless in the front yard of Huanxue Manor.
Shen Bingsi was torn between her inner turmoil and her own conscience.
He knew it was time to wake Rong Xie. Although Rong Xie wasn't using his spiritual power, he was just asleep, dreaming, and there was no danger around except for the World-Destroying Demon...
But, after all, he came here to wake Rong Xie up. Now he's sinking into a dream with Rong Xie instead. What's going on? He's a ruthless cultivator who's been tempered by illusions for a long time. How can he so easily sink into someone else's dream?
"Right now... or what?" Shen Bingsi asked with difficulty through her teeth.
Rong Xie lowered his head even further, nodded almost imperceptibly, and slightly struggled to pull away from Shen Bing Si's hand. His cool fingers slipped between Shen Bing Si's fingers and gently held the back of his hand.
Shen Bingsi felt a tingling, itchy sensation in his bones, as if the spring breeze had blown away peach petals, silently seeping into his skin. His head was also spinning, and he suspected that his consciousness would explode and his spiritual energy would reverse halfway through this dual cultivation, but it didn't matter, he still had the Heaven-Slaying Blade.
Since I've already expended so much spiritual energy in reality, I'll have to cultivate again sooner or later anyway. I might as well practice in my dream beforehand. Even if I fail, it won't matter... I can just say it's a dream.
Many thoughts raced through Shen Bingsi's mind in an instant. She had already embraced Rong Xie and walked towards the bedroom in the backyard. When she passed the bathroom, she asked Rong Xie for permission. Rong Xie shook his head, and Shen Bingsi went straight to the bedroom.
He hadn't rested in his bedroom for a long time. Ever since Rong Xie left Huanxue Manor, the empty bedroom had become nothing more than a place to make him unhappy. The weeping crabapple tree in front of the bedroom door had turned into desolate, withered branches in the winter snow, and Shen Bingsi hadn't even bothered to tend to it...
Now, in the dream, it's unclear what season it is, but the weeping crabapple blossoms are in full bloom, their tassels obscuring the bedroom door. The two doors face each other, and Shen Bingsi asks, "To your room or mine?"
It was supposed to be a simple question, but Shen Bingsi felt her throat go dry and her body become agitated.
"It doesn't matter... go to your room." Rong Xie put his arm around Shen Bing Si's waist, and the two of them, like intertwined vines, staggered into the room. Shen Bing Si misaligned the bed several times, and after several corrections, she finally placed Rong Xie on the bed and pressed him down fully clothed.
Many fragmented images flashed through her mind, and Shen Bingsi had to use the Heaven-Severing Blade for the first time. The distracting thoughts subsided slightly, but soon surged up again like a tide.
In the midst of the chaos, Rong Xie took the initiative to climb onto Shen Bing Si's shoulders, hooking his arms around his neck, his eyes glistening with tears, his cheeks flushed, and he looked straight into Shen Bing Si's eyes.
Shen Bingsi felt dizzy and almost fell into Rong Xie's arms. A thought arose in his mind: a monster. Fortunately, there was no such monster in the illusionary realm that his master used for the trial, otherwise he might not have been able to pass the Golden Core stage.
Wait, what is he thinking? This is just dual cultivation, a method of cultivation. Rong Xie needs spiritual power... he is just passing it on to him.
"Bing Si." Rong Xie's voice trembled slightly, but Shen Bing Si didn't notice. He was more enthusiastic than usual, or rather, more reckless.
"Hmm?" Shen Bingsi moved slightly closer to him. His voice was so soft that they could only hear each other when their breaths touched each other's faces.
"Lu Yingqi is dead..." Rong Xie brought up the name again, which annoyed Shen Bingsi slightly, but what he said next caught him off guard, "There's no other way, the ending is the same anyway... Can you kiss me, like a normal Daoist couple?"
Shen Bingsi felt as if a water-filled bag in her head suddenly exploded with a "pop," her mind churning, her vision clouded by a layer of white light, everything blurry, except for Rong Xie's lips, which were exceptionally close and clear.
Those gentle lips spoke words he didn't quite understand, something like, "Since things are already like this, might as well solidify the evidence," "We can't just take this for nothing, so what if we become Daoist partners?" "You want to be Daoist partners, right? You don't even know how to kiss?"...
Shen Bingsi blocked her way.
The bed curtains in the bedroom peeled off like broken plaster, and the surrounding scene changed once again.
Rong Xie was gone. Shen Bingsi hugged empty air. When he looked up, he found himself thrown into the air above some unknown desolate wilderness.
Although she had changed into a golden suit of armor, which looked quite handsome, the golden armor protecting her abdomen was pressing painfully on her. Shen Bingsi staggered a couple of steps in the air, and when the cold wind blew, she felt utterly listless.
who I am.
Where am I?
What am I doing?
Shen Bingsi secretly vowed that the next time he saw Rong Xie, he would ignore everything Rong Xie said or did and focus solely on waking Rong Xie up.
He would never fall for that trap again. All those things about wanting a romantic relationship like a Daoist partner, wanting to cultivate together, wanting to be a real Daoist partner—it was all a lie. If he really wanted that, why would he skip this part? What one experiences in a dream is entirely up to the dreamer.
Shen Bingsi was so angry that she spun around in the air for a while.
Skip it if you want, but throw him in this remote corner. The night wind howls by, and Shen Bingsi feels like a stone caught in a turbulent current, being tossed around.
He began to look around, trying to figure out where he was as he flew.
Rong Xie wouldn't just leave him somewhere where nothing happens; something's bound to happen here...
Shen Bingsi became alert. The last time he flew in the night sky was when the World-Destroying Demon appeared. At that time, he also failed to find Rong Xie. It was a dream scene in which only he existed.
This time is too similar to that time. Could it be that the World-Destroying Demon is about to appear again? This place is in the middle of nowhere. Could it be that it's coming for him?
Shen Bingsi wasn't afraid of facing the World-Destroying Demon head-on, but he didn't want to waste time defeating a mere illusion. He looked up at the moon, thinking that the World-Destroying Demon only appeared when the moon turned red last time. This time—
A blood moon hangs high in the night sky!
Shen Bingsi's pupils contracted. They've already arrived! He increased his flying speed, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a familiar cluster of buildings—it was... the Ruthless Dao Palace of Zhilan Ridge!
Very good. He will first use the Xuan Tian Sect's barrier to withstand the impact, and then figure out a way to deal with the World-Destroying Demon.
Thinking this, Shen Bingsi quickly swooped down, transforming into a golden light that shot straight towards the territory of the Ruthless Dao Palace.
As they approached the ground, Shen Bingsi realized something was wrong.
The ground below was a desolate gray expanse, filled with broken walls and ruins. The Ruthless Dao Palace had been reduced to ruins. Not only was there no barrier, but even the Righteous Heart Hall no longer existed!
Shen Bingsi felt a chill in her heart as she walked through the ruins of the Ruthless Dao Palace. Rong Xie's dream was too comprehensive. First, Sect Master Xue fell, then the Ruthless Dao Palace was reduced to ruins... Could he really have imagined all of this out of thin air?
Shen Bingsi shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions. What else could this be but a dream? Precognition is an ability possessed by only a very few cultivators with special talents. Rong Xie had never displayed this ability from the beginning; this was just a dream.
"Buzz—"
Shen Bingsi's body jolted, and she jumped to the side, clutching her waist with one hand.
"Oh my god!" he couldn't help but curse. It turned out that the Mirror Palace's token had vibrated, summoning him back.
Shen Bingsi looked up at the sky again. The blood moon was still there, but the World-Destroying Demon had not appeared. He did not linger any longer and flew towards the Mirror Palace on his sword.
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