Chapter 34: Jealous of Oneself
Upon hearing Sang Ying's words, the young man in front of him visibly frowned and coldly uttered four words.
"baffling."
Sang Ying wasn't angry at his cold attitude; instead, she became even more curious and leaned closer to stare at him. "If you're not jealous, then why did you pull me away?"
"Isn't it because you felt uncomfortable when you saw Xu Baishen carrying me on his back?"
The girl's words completely revealed his feelings just now. When Xie Lingyu heard that Xu Baishen was going to carry her, he felt a strange sense of irritation.
This frustration reached its peak when he saw her actually about to hug Xu Baishen. Before he could even react, he had already gone over and pulled her away.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Sang Ying tiptoed closer and closer, her clear eyes staring at him intently: "Besides, didn't you just say it was impossible? Why are you admitting to being his lover now?"
As they got closer, that unpleasant fragrance emanating from the girl wafted over again.
Even though he felt disgusted and didn't want her to get close, his body tensed up uncontrollably again, just like before, his blood surging, and even his dragon tail wanted to emerge.
After realizing that his dragon tail was trying to entangle her, Xie Lingyu frowned even more. How could he have such an idea?
His gaze fell on the hickeys on her neck. Could it be that what she said was true, that he really was her lover?
Seeing that the young man had no reaction, Sang Ying became a little impatient and stepped back, saying, "Are you going to carry it or not? If you're not going to, don't grab my hand. I'm going to find Junior Brother Xu."
Xie Lingyu glanced at her and let go of her hand.
Sang Ying was taken aback. He actually loosened his grip?
She was about to leave in a huff as she watched his retreating figure when the young man suddenly squatted down in front of her.
Sang Ying gave a soft snort, and said awkwardly, "You chose to memorize this yourself, I didn't force you."
The young man simply uttered two indifferent words, "Come up."
Although Sang Ying was angry at his attitude, she didn't intend to make things difficult for herself.
She skillfully pounced on him, wrapped her arms around his neck and climbed onto his back. As he stood up, she naturally draped her two slender legs over his waist.
Xie Lingyu paused for a moment as she watched her practiced movements.
...How many people have been forced to recite her name because of this?
Sang Ying's legs were wrapped around his waist for a while, but then she lost her strength and was about to fall off. She quickly called out to him, "Xie Lingyu, what are you daydreaming about? I'm going to fall, catch my legs!"
Upon hearing her words, Xie Lingyu acted instinctively before she could even react. She skillfully grabbed her legs with both hands, lifted the person on her back, and even bent her back to adjust her position so that she could sleep on her stomach.
Xie Lingyu: "..."
He lowered his eyelashes, and the way he carried her on his back gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had done it many times before.
"Did I carry you like this before?" he asked calmly.
Sang Ying let out a "boom" and patted his shoulder like a big sister, "Junior brother, you used to be my little follower. Back in the sect, you would carry me on your back every day."
Xie Lingyu glanced at her cultivation level, which wasn't even at the Foundation Establishment stage, and had doubts about what she said. However, he had often carried her on his back before, so this matter shouldn't be wrong.
"You say I'm your lover, then who is your husband?"
Sang Ying was startled by the question, thinking he had remembered. She glanced at his calm profile and felt slightly relieved.
He knew he would definitely settle accounts with her now, so how could he be so calm?
Sang Ying coughed and immediately said, "Well, you know this person too, he's my fellow disciple."
The young man's gaze swept over them: "Fellow disciples falling in love with the same person?"
Sang Ying raised her little face: "Can't I be charming?"
After being stared at by the young man's dark eyes for several breaths, Sang Ying felt guilty and turned her face away, muttering, "Alright, I'm the only female cultivator in the entire sect. You guys haven't seen much of the world, have you?"
The young man looked away.
Sang Ying snorted irritably, rested her head on his shoulder, and muttered softly, "You said you liked me before, but you've already forgotten all about it. You bad man."
The girl on his back was light and soft, as if boneless, clinging to him gently, her slender arms loosely encircling his neck. Being so close made the scent he disliked even stronger; even his breath carried her fragrance.
She rested her head on his shoulder, her breath falling on his neck as she spoke, warm and like a feather brushing against him.
Xie Lingyu said stiffly, "Just talk, don't get so close to me."
Sang Ying became even angrier upon hearing this.
He was clinging to her while we were soaking in the hot springs, but now he seems to dislike her so much?
Instead of moving away, she wrapped her arms around his neck even tighter, the soft snowball pressing down on him. It hurt a little, but she was determined to make him unhappy, so she didn't let go.
Sang Ying snorted heavily, "If you don't want to memorize it, just say so, I'll find someone else."
"..."
Xie Lingyu felt that her spoiled nature when facing him was not acting at all. She was bossy like a young lady, natural and familiar, like a noble and beautiful cat scratching its paw.
His disgust intensified, but his body moved involuntarily, afraid that she would fall if she made a fuss, so he lifted her up a little.
The young man remained silent for a long time. Sang Ying was also tired and dozed off on his shoulder. Just as she was falling asleep, she suddenly heard him ask a question.
How did we meet?
Sang Ying was still half asleep when she said, "Um... when I came down the mountain... you were unconscious... so I brought you back up the mountain to be my follower..."
Hearing the girl's words, Xie Lingyu felt a sharp pain in her mind, and several images suddenly flashed back in her mind.
A pile of corpses lay on the ground. He stood in the center, covered in blood and extremely weak. His true form was revealed: a dragon tail with tattered scales.
He heard a rustling sound from the bushes behind him. Thinking it was an attack, he turned around abruptly. A small hand parted the bushes, and a girl's head popped out, revealing a small, palm-sized face. Her clear, bright eyes looked at him curiously.
Pain and jolts. He slowly opened his eyes in the darkness and saw himself climbing the steps. In the distance, the majestic red mountain gate stood quietly under the moonlight.
His gaze slowly shifted, revealing the girl's slender, delicate neck, glistening with sweat. Her small body struggled to carry him, half-dragging, half-carrying him, as she climbed the steps.
Xie Lingyu suddenly tightened her grip on her fingers.
Sang Ying felt a slight pain in her leg and became a little more awake. Her voice was still sleepy and nasal, "Xie Lingyu... what's wrong?"
Xie Lingyu paused slightly, then softened her tone, "It's alright, go to sleep."
Sang Ying didn't mind. She tilted her head, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep again, her little face resting against him, her breathing shallow.
Xie Lingyu lowered her eyes, recalling the last scene she had just witnessed.
Amidst the deafening sounds of gongs and drums, and the path draped with red silk, the bridal sedan chair, which had been escorting the bride all the way, slowly came to a stop, with the wedding attendant lifting the curtain.
The bride, her head covered by a red veil, sat quietly in the sedan chair. A gentle breeze blew, and through the gaps in the veil, one could see the girl's crimson lips and her delicate, snow-white face.
He looked younger back then compared to now.
She wasn't lying; she really did marry someone else three years ago.
Xie Lingyu's long eyelashes drooped slightly.
At this moment, I finally understood what that intense, surging hatred that rose in my heart the moment I saw her was.
It turns out he didn't hate her.
Instead, he hated... for not being able to have her.
...
When Sang Ying woke up again, daytime in the secret realm had turned into night. She dozed off for a while while leaning on the young man's back, but then suddenly remembered her purpose and became alert.
Wasn't she supposed to be trying to absorb fire elemental energy from Xie Lingyu to cultivate a fire spiritual root? How did she end up falling asleep like this!
Noticing her movement, the young man spoke up: "Finally awake?"
Sang Ying heard his tone wasn't very good and thought he was angry. After all, being carried on someone's back and falling asleep on it would definitely upset Xie Lingyu, who already disliked her due to amnesia.
She coughed lightly. "I'm strong enough to walk by myself. Put me down."
The young man did not let go, his expression still cold, and he said in a low voice, "This forest is full of poisonous miasma and plants. If you wander around recklessly and get poisoned, who will save you?"
Xu Baishen, who was following beside him, cleaved a poisonous vine with his sword and looked over as well. "Fellow Daoist Xie is right, this place is too dangerous."
Sang Ying then noticed the unusual nature of this forest. It was pitch black and deep under the night sky, making it impossible to see her surroundings. It exuded a damp and gloomy atmosphere, giving her a chilling sense of danger.
She asked softly, "Are there any poisonous insects?"
Xu Bai pondered for a moment: "I don't know, I haven't seen it since I entered the forest."
Xie Lingyu glanced at her and said calmly, "Dark and damp places are most prone to insects and snakes, don't you think?"
Sang Ying immediately hugged the young man's neck tightly, her small face hardening, "I absolutely will not go down."
The three walked for a while, going deeper and deeper into the dark forest. Sure enough, many insects and snakes appeared, hanging on the trees. Xu Bai used his sword energy to drive away all of them.
Sang Ying suddenly nudged the young man's shoulder, her face serious: "Xie Lingyu, I think this position of carrying me is really inconvenient for you. You can't even hold your sword. Why don't you just hug me? That way you can free up one hand."
Xie Lingyu glanced at her indifferently: "Senior sister is worried that the bugs will fall on you, right?"
Sang Ying froze, her true purpose exposed, and said dryly, "Haha, how could that be? I was just thinking of you, Junior Brother..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man reached out and pulled her in front of him, holding her with one arm.
Sang Ying sat on his arm, stunned for a moment, looking at his sharply defined, pale profile. Her ears suddenly burned slightly, and she silently swallowed the word "that's all".
She suddenly felt a little shy and looked away. She didn't expect him to actually hug her. Wasn't he like a chaste and virtuous man who wouldn't let her touch him before?
"Lower your head."
Suddenly hearing him speak, Sang Ying didn't understand but did as he said, lowering her head.
A flash of sword light appeared behind her, and the young man used his sword to cut the poisonous silk that was being spat at her. With another stroke, he cleaved the giant spider on the web in two.
"Is there a demonic beast?"
Sang Ying reacted to the sound of the corpse falling and was about to turn her head to look when a hand suddenly covered her eyes, the warm, long fingers covered with a thin layer of calluses completely blocking her vision.
His voice was indifferent, "Afraid to look?"
Sang Ying realized that what he had just cut down must have been an insect or something similar, and she was a little stunned, her heart pounding.
He has amnesia but still remembers she's afraid of bugs... No, he probably figured it out from her reaction just now; she made it quite obvious.
But what did he mean by covering her eyes?
...He cares about her!
Sang Ying pulled his hand down, smiling sweetly, and deliberately used an affected tone to draw out the last syllable: "Junior brother cares about me so much~?"
The young man merely glanced at her, his expression remaining cold, and remained silent.
Sang Ying still remembered her purpose: to get close to him before they found a way out, and to wrap her arms around his neck.
Then, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, she quickly leaned in and planted a kiss on the young man's pale cheek. "Thank you for your concern, junior brother."
Sang Ying had never kissed him while she was awake. She had only kissed his cheek once, and her heart started racing and her eyelashes fluttered.
She could only tell herself that this was all for the sake of cultivating spiritual roots, stopping the crazy behavior of this stupid dragon, and trying to calm herself down.
After calming down and checking her fire elemental energy, Sang Ying frowned. Could it be because the kiss was too fast?
Very likely.
Sang Ying raised her eyes as she thought this, about to try again, when the young man stared at her indifferently, as if he had seen through her thoughts, "Senior Sister, are you never going to stop thanking me?"
Sang Ying paused for a moment, then became self-righteous: "You are my lover, can't I kiss you if I want to?"
Xie Lingyu: "..."
He casually slashed down a few venomous snakes, then lifted his eyelids to look at her. "So, Senior Sister doesn't mind being observed by others?"
Sang Ying then remembered that Xu Baishen was standing next to her. She glanced over and saw the young man looking at them with a somewhat embarrassed expression.
Sang Ying's ears instantly turned bright red, and she retorted defiantly, "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen an affair before!"
Xu Baishen: "..."
He rubbed his temples: "Senior Sister Sang, what you're doing is wrong. It violates human ethics and morals, and you'll be condemned if word gets out."
"It's none of your business. It's not like I'm having an affair with you."
Sang Ying buried her head in the young man's neck, her voice muffled, and muttered to herself, "So annoying, if only he could stay away."
But that's just speculation. Given Xu Baishen's cautious nature, he certainly wouldn't leave easily.
Moreover, if she insists on getting rid of Xu Baishen, Xie Lingyu might become suspicious and wonder why she insists on being alone with him, wondering if there's some kind of conspiracy.
...Thinking like this only makes me more annoyed.
Sang Ying was lost in thought when she suddenly heard a cracking sound. She looked up and saw trees collapsing.
"boom--!"
Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet shook and collapsed, trees fell in clumps, and insects and beasts in the forest scattered and fled.
There seems to be a restriction in the forbidden area of the secret realm, making it impossible to fly or even control a sword.
Hold me tight.
Upon hearing the young man's voice, Sang Ying wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and was quickly moved through the forest by Xie Lingyu, avoiding the collapsed land.
Before long, we left the woods and came to a clear stream, where the reflections in the pool were serene and the moonlight was bright.
She glanced back and saw that the forest where she had just stood had turned into a bottomless abyss.
She looked around carefully; there was no one behind her.
"Xu Baishen doesn't seem to have followed?"
Xie Lingyu looked at her calmly: "Senior sister, don't you not want to be with him?"
Sang Ying was taken aback: "How did you know?"
"As fellow junior brothers, senior sisters have completely different attitudes towards him. Although her tone is calm, it reveals her impatience. I suppose that's why she suggested splitting up earlier."
Sang Ying looked closely behind her: "He really didn't follow?"
“I deliberately chose the opposite path from him just now. He’s on the other side of the valley now, and he won’t be able to find us in a short time.” Xie Lingyu looked at her. “Can you tell me now?”
Sang Ying breathed a sigh of relief. "He's not my junior brother. Although we're from the same clan, he's not from the same sect as us."
She briefly explained her relationship with Xu Baishen, and said angrily, "He talks such high-sounding words, about violating human ethics and morality. His sister gave my husband a sword tassel, but he didn't care at all. Now he's pretending to be a good person."
Upon hearing those two words, the young man lowered his long eyelashes, concealing the unreadable emotions in his eyes.
Sang Ying gave Xu Baishen, her nemesis, a good scolding until her throat was dry. She subconsciously patted his shoulder and said, "Xie Lingyu, do you want some water?"
Before Xie Lingyu could react to these words, her fingertips were already circulating magic power, and a palm-sized water ball was formed from spiritual energy. She then took out a jade straw, inserted it, and handed it to her.
"..."
Seeing the girl naturally holding the water balloon and drinking through the straw, Xie Lingyu remained silent for a moment.
It seems they've done this kind of thing quite a few times before.
Sang Ying took a big gulp and exhaled. She glanced at the young man, then remembered the matter of sticking together. It was convenient since Xu Baishen wasn't around right now.
She stared at him for a while, then leaned in and kissed his cheek, just like before. This time she was smarter and kissed him for a little longer.
"...What is Senior Sister doing?"
Sang Ying cupped his face and kissed him, her attention focused on the surrounding elemental energy. When she heard him ask, her voice was muffled, "Having an affair, isn't it obvious?"
Damn it, is Shen Ying lying to her? How come there's no elemental spiritual power at all? Or is there something wrong with her operation?
Suddenly, her chin was pinched by long fingers, pulling her away. Sang Ying's cheeks were bulging from being pinched, and she met Xie Lingyu's cold black eyes.
He said in a calm voice, "Senior sister calls this adultery? All I saw was senior sister spitting all over my face."
Sang Ying felt mocked and embarrassed, "What do you know? This is called a kiss! There's a lot more to it than meets the eye!"
The young man suddenly put her down, and Sang Ying's back was pressed against a tree.
...Why did you put her down?
Sang Ying looked up, puzzled. Before she could see the scene before her, a pair of beautiful, dark, glassy eyes suddenly loomed large in front of her.
The young man lifted her chin with his long fingers, pinning her against the tree, and kissed her without warning.
The bright moonlight overhead filtered through the leaves, and the clear stream gurgled in the distance.
Suddenly, Sang Ying could no longer hear the sound of the wind and water; she could only hear the pounding of her heart. Her watery eyes stared blankly at his lowered eyelashes, thick and long.
The amnesiac Xie Lingyu kissed her...
The touch from her lips was cool and soft. He slowly took her lips in his mouth and kissed them. His movements were obviously a little awkward, but he was very serious, as if he was trying to figure out what it felt like.
Hmm... Sang Ying thought to herself.
If you lose your memory, will you even forget how to kiss someone?
No, is this the time to be thinking about this?!
Sang Ying quickly turned her attention back to observing the elemental spiritual energy, but to her dismay, there was still none.
Sang Ying felt that Shen Ying's words were not very reliable, and perhaps she did not know the details. After thinking about it, she decided to try it based on the successful case at the hot spring.
It was Xie Lingyu who initiated it; she remembers the kiss was like this…
Sang Ying proactively stuck out her little tongue and licked his lips. The young man was clearly taken aback, and the kissing motion stopped.
Sang Ying didn't pay any attention and continued her great work, tracing the outline of his lips with the tip of her tongue, and then slowly probing inside. Her little tongue imitated how he had kissed her before, skillfully parting his lips and pressing against his teeth.
Xie Lingyu lifted his eyelids, watching the girl kiss him willingly, but the ferocity in his eyes deepened. A mixture of bitter emotions mingled and melted in his dark eyes, faintly revealing demonic vertical pupils.
Such a practiced kiss suggests she has kissed her husband many times before.
Yes, they have been married for three years, more than a thousand days and nights, and have done countless intimate acts like this.
Sang Ying had no idea what he was thinking. While giving him a cold, emotionless kiss, she muttered to herself why it still wasn't working.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him, and he remembered a crucial condition: he needed to mobilize water-attribute spiritual power!
She wanted to slap her own head, and stepped back as she thought about it, "Xie Lingyu, you... um!"
The young man grabbed the back of her head and kissed her the moment she pulled away. This kiss was completely different from the gentle one before; it was fierce and even made her lips hurt a little. She didn't know if it bled.
Just as Sang Ying was about to lick it herself, the young man pried open her teeth, probed inside, and fiercely hooked her tongue around.
She winced slightly and let out a soft whimper.
Why is he suddenly so fierce? He was perfectly fine just a moment ago.
"Waaah..."
Sang Ying tried to push his shoulders with both hands but couldn't move him. She was firmly pressed against the tree and soon became dazed by his kisses. Only in a moment did she suddenly snap out of it and come to her senses.
"Xie Lingyu... um... stop..." Having no other choice, she bit his tongue hard.
The young man finally stopped, parted his lips slightly, and the silver threads on his lips gleamed in the moonlight.
He raised his hand to wipe it away, his voice low, hoarse, and gloomy, and lifted his eyelids.
"What's wrong, Senior Sister? Weren't you going to have an affair with me?"
Panting, Sang Ying looked up and saw a pair of vertical pupils of molten gold, like the eyes of a snake, sinister and terrifying, which startled her.
The young man noticed her startled look and suddenly smiled, "So you haven't seen me before, Senior Sister."
So this is what dragons' eyes look like. They resemble snakes' eyes, but they are also different, possessing a sacred quality that makes people afraid to look directly into them.
Xie Lingyu had never shown her before; she had always thought his eyes were black.
After the initial shock, Sang Ying was completely captivated, staring at him with her amber eyes without blinking, and even reaching out to touch him.
Before I could even touch him, my hand was grabbed.
He looked at her quietly. "Senior sister, aren't you scared anymore?"
Sang Ying snapped out of her daze, quickly withdrew her hand, a little embarrassed, and raised her small face high, "Who do you think you are? It's just eyes, how could I be afraid?"
The young man stared at her for two seconds, then, without dwelling on the question, asked instead, "Why did you stop?"
This gets to the point. Sang Ying gestured earnestly at him, "It's not that I won't let you kiss me, it's just that when you kiss me, can you use your water-attribute spiritual power?"
Xie Lingyu: ...?
"Oh well, just do as I say."
Sang Ying grabbed his arm, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips, signaling him to act, "Mmm..."
Although Xie Lingyu didn't understand what she wanted to do, she remained silent for a few seconds and did as she was told.
He mobilized his water-elemental spiritual power, and before long, he saw the fire elemental spiritual power in the air gather together and slowly merge into the girl's body.
Xie Lingyu was taken aback, then narrowed his eyes and instantly understood why her kiss was so half-hearted; it turned out it was just for his spiritual cultivation.
He stepped back, his long fingers pinching her chin and lifting it up. Suddenly, he chuckled, his deep voice sinister.
"Is this why my senior sister wants me to be her lover?"
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This is how we, as a couple, are! [shy]
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