Chapter 39 "Open your mouth." "Chi Wan wants to be with me..."



Chapter 39 "Open your mouth." "Chi Wan wants to be with me..."

Meng Chiwan: "...Couldn't find it."

Can she say she has no idea what it is?

Besides, ever since she was forced into this situation, she has been with Zhong Huai and Yun Xianqing. How could she possibly tell her what she was looking for?

It was as if someone had set everything up with their pen, and once she entered this place, everything would naturally fall into place.

So what role does she play in this story? Or rather, what is Meng Chiwan's position in this drama?

“What did the shaman say to you? What exactly is that thing? Why are the old rituals no longer needed? Tell us, and we can help you find it,” Wen Liansong said as they walked.

A shaman?

What kind of shamanistic ritual is this? What exactly is this ritual?

"I don't remember." Of course, she couldn't answer, so Meng Chiwan could only say.

“…I knew sleeping wasn’t a good thing, why would you be so upset…” Wen Liansong gave her a deep look, her appearance was completely different from her previous lively and cheerful self.

"Anyway, let's go to the purification pool first. Surely you don't forget where the purification pool is?" Seeing that she still looked blank, Wen Liansong could only sigh and say.

Meng Chiwan simply blinked: "I forgot."

Wen Liansong shook his head helplessly: "...You can't sleep like that next time."

He then took her to the purification pool.

They walked for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. The various landscapes along the way only became apparent when Meng Chiwan gazed intently at them.

Therefore, Meng Chiwan casually asked Wen Liansong, "Can you see everything around you clearly? Why can't I see it?"

Wen Liansong didn't turn her head, as if she had expected it: "Because you were asleep."

Meng Chiwan was speechless. So everything was her fault for sleeping? But the problem was, she hadn't actually slept; sleeping was just an excuse she made up.

However, she didn't come away entirely empty-handed from this dialogue. For example, the people in the City of Eternal Daylight might never need to sleep.

Clearly, sleeping may be related to the mystery of this city.

She was carefully pondering the key to this matter, and was just about to speak to explore some more clues when suddenly she was pulled hard and then submerged in the water.

Previously, she couldn't see any water at all. It wasn't until she choked twice and her vision gradually cleared that a body of water began to appear before her, seemingly boundless. However, she could only see about ten feet in front of her, and anything beyond that became a blur.

She turned around and saw Wen Liansong standing coldly on the shore, his tone indifferent: "Take a good wash. You need to be in the best condition for the ceremony."

Then she turned and left, disappearing without a trace.

Her clothes were soaked through and clung to her body... and the endless water made her feel extremely insecure.

Were they pushed into the water too? That doesn't make sense.

But as she was thinking this, a warm breath crept up her neck the next instant.

She turned her head as if she had noticed something, and saw that Yun Xianqing's robes were soaked, with the bottom of her black hair floating in the water, and her eyes had a beautiful look in them.

His beauty mark twitched slightly as he leaned against her shoulder from behind, his voice tinged with languor: "Chi Wan, I'm a little tired."

She traced a circle with her fingertip in the water: "It's so hot."

"Is the water hotter, or... am I hotter?" Yun Xianqing asked lazily, her eyes devoid of any emotion, as if she were just asking casually.

Meng Chiwan felt a little uncomfortable and tried to break free, but the person behind her didn't move an inch.

Since entering the Immortal Demon Secret Realm, she felt that Yun Xianqing seemed to have changed in some way, and this feeling was becoming stronger and stronger.

So intensely, she unconsciously felt that she had never truly understood the real Yun Xianqing.

She could only say, "Both the water and you are hot."

Yun Xianqing seemed to chuckle softly in her ear twice, then released her from his embrace and stepped back.

Almost the instant he released Meng Chiwan, she felt a sharp pain throughout her body. Every inch of her skin submerged in the water instantly flushed a beautiful red.

The water was no longer warm. It was scalding hot, like flames burning every inch of her skin.

Almost instantly, before her mind could even process what was happening, she moved closer to Yun Xianqing and then clung to him like a vine.

Yun Xianqing smiled again and deliberately asked, "Are you still hot?"

“…It’s not hot anymore.” Meng Chiwan was speechless at his perverse sense of humor.

The pain I felt just now, if I'm not mistaken, was what they call purification.

So, does purification mean scalding her to death?

She looked like a ripe shrimp. Yun Xianqing's knuckles gently brushed across her collarbone, causing a tremor.

She looked up, water droplets falling from the ends of her hair, her crimson lips pressed tightly together, her eyes filled with tears as she gazed at Yun Xianqing, not understanding what he was going to do.

"Chi Wan, you cannot be purified, you cannot become a spirit." Yun Xianqing was very close, and his breath sprayed onto her neck with each word he spoke.

His cool knuckles slid down her collarbone, all the way to her waist, and he held her even tighter.

“We need to do something exciting, without arousing suspicion, without turning ourselves into spirits, and without letting the story proceed smoothly.” Yun Xianqing smiled softly, the weariness in her tone seemingly dissipating, but still speaking slowly and deliberately.

Still dazed from the burn, Meng Chiwan opened her watery eyes and asked softly, "What exciting thing happened?"

"Like this."

Their fingers are intertwined.

Then came a moist kiss on her eyelashes, then on her cheeks… followed by a kiss on her red lips.

Meng Chiwan stood frozen in place, her fingers gripping tightly.

"Open your mouth." Yun Xianqing chuckled, the vibration in his chest resonating deep within her heart. His voice was low, almost a murmur, "I'll transfer some spiritual energy to you."

Meng Chiwan didn't react for a moment. Yun Xianqing's sucking became more and more urgent. Seeing that she didn't move, he gently pressed against her and then pried open her lips and teeth.

She had intended to push him away, but for some reason her whole body felt weak, and besides, she didn't want to push him away.

She did indeed feel another stream of spiritual energy flowing into her spiritual veins, hot yet with a hint of sweetness.

It seems that, as he said, he was indeed transferring spiritual energy.

The water seemed to become scorching hot again, splashing onto her body and spreading a rotting red hue.

After a long while, until her eyes began to glaze over and her legs went weak, Yun Xianqing finally released her. He gently brushed his knuckles across her lips until they turned bright red before pushing them away, seemingly admiring his masterpiece.

"Alright, she won't turn into a spirit anytime soon." He looked at her, his tone light and airy, yet seemingly tinged with satisfaction.

Meng Chiwan felt dizzy, unsure whether it was from the steaming water or from having her air sucked away.

She asked, still a little dazed, "Why in a short period of time?"

Yun Xianqing gently wiped the water from her cheeks, chuckled softly, and smiled warmly, her whole being as gentle as warm jade: "Because... it's not exciting enough."

Meng Chiwan looked at him questioningly: Not exciting enough?

Yun Xianqing's smile deepened, her tone light and airy, yet seemingly carrying a deeper meaning: "The spiritual energy is not fully infused."

Meng Chiwan naturally assumed that the kiss hadn't lasted long enough; the longer the kiss, the more spiritual energy it would generate.

"The so-called purification?" she asked, lowering her head to gather her thoughts.

Yun Xianqing lazily twirled her hair with his knuckles: "To turn you into a spirit, the so-called sleeping is something only a physical being can do."

"So... in Eternal Day City, there's actually no one who needs to sleep?" Meng Chiwan asked.

“You’re wrong,” Yun Xianqing said calmly. “It’s not that I don’t need it, it’s that I simply can’t sleep.”

Meng Chiwan's expression suddenly turned sour as she thought of something: "What is the attitude of a spirit towards a physical body?"

Yun Xianqing said slowly, "Either we become one of them, or we exterminate them all."

Meng Chiwan: "So..."

Yun Xianqing pulled her up from underwater and flew her to the shore. Using some kind of magic, their clothes dried instantly.

Before I knew it, a crowd of people had gathered around me.

Wen Liansong stood at the very front: "Chi Wan, how did you become a physical being?"

Meng Chiwan stood still and unleashed a torrent of energy.

Yun Xianqing stood to the side, not even drawing his water sword. He still looked lazy.

Seeing his expression, she couldn't help but ask Yun Xianqing, "Can you beat him?"

"No," Yun Xian replied matter-of-factly.

Meng Chiwan: "...What do you mean?"

Yun Xianqing chuckled lightly, still showing no sense of urgency. He said, "How can the story continue after we've finished this? Doesn't Chi Wan need another immortal herb?"

Upon hearing this, Meng Chiwan seemed to understand something: "You mean, there really is a second immortal herb here?"

"It's a reward for good children," Yun Xian said calmly.

Meng Chiwan was still confused: "Then what do we do?"

"We surrender," Yun Xianqing declared confidently.

Meng Chiwan: "..."

I don't know why.

Looking at the restraints on her body, Meng Chiwan felt somewhat suffocated, even though they weren't tightly bound.

Wen Liansong walked at the front, with Jiang Yi guarding her on the side. For some reason, Yun Xianqing, who was standing to the side, was not tied up.

So, she's actually the only one with a physical form, right?

She didn't know what material the thing binding her was made of, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

She looked at Yun Xianqing with resentment, feeling that it was a bit unfair.

Yun Xianqing walked to the side, looking lazy and casual, seemingly in cahoots with the spirits.

"...Yun Xianqing, it hurts." Meng Chiwan struggled for a moment, her eyes devoid of light.

"Where does it hurt?" Yun Xianqing asked calmly.

"It's too tight." Meng Chiwan was just making trouble for no reason. Although the rope was so loose it was about to fall off, it was Yun Xianqing who tied it for her himself.

“If you loosen it any further, you’ll fall off. You don’t want to be tied up by someone else, do you?” Yun Xianqing said lightly, unable to suppress the smile on his lips. Looking at her like this, he seemed to feel inexplicably pleased.

"...Why were you not tied up?" Meng Chiwan couldn't help but ask.

“I am not a physical entity,” Yun Xian said matter-of-factly.

“That’s not what you said before. And…” Her face flushed for a moment, “And it was you who… transferred spiritual energy to me.”

"Then you should transfer some to me too, I'd be happy to." Yun Xianqing's expression remained unchanged, but her expression became more serious when she brought up the matter.

Meng Chiwan walked along, speechless: "...Can you please not take this kind of thing so seriously?"

“But I really want Chi Wan to do that to me.” Yun Xianqing blinked, a glint of light in his eyes. He looked extremely pleased, as if he were truly savoring something.

Meng Chiwan turned her head away and remained silent.

Yun Xianqing suddenly tugged at her hand behind her back, her voice soft and coaxing: "Don't you want to know what kind of ceremony it is?"

Meng Chiwan tried to hold back, but couldn't resist. She quickened her pace, trying to shake off his hand, but to no avail.

Then she sighed deeply: "What ceremony?"

Yun Xianqing moved closer to her and then said, "Let's get married."

Meng Chiwan: "Huh? Getting married? To whom? To you?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Xianqing seemed even happier. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he gently squeezed her knuckles before asking, "Does Chi Wan want to marry me?"

Author's Note: "Does Chi Wan want to marry me?" [doge emoji]

Finally finished writing! [kiss]

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