Chapter 18 The Holy Body of Union: Your Union Body flares up every month...
On the day of her arrival at Qingyang Sect, Hua Deng had a good night's sleep, and got up early the next morning to meet her fellow transmigrators.
They chose a pavilion in the middle of the lake, a secluded spot where they wouldn't be disturbed.
When I arrived, the other person was already there, squatting by the side watching the fish play in the water.
Judging from her appearance, she was about the same age as Hua Deng, with a pretty face and big, bright eyes.
She looked at the lanterns, and for some reason remained silent. The lanterns spoke first: "Tears soaked the braised pork trotters?"
"Damn screen name!" The girl snapped out of her daze and gave an awkward smile: "...Just call me Su Yiqing."
Hua Deng smiled and extended his hand: "My name is Hua Deng, and I am a disciple of the Yaoqing Sect."
"You're so beautiful!" After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Su Yi exclaimed, "I almost turned gay right there and then!"
Hua Deng chuckled: "Doesn't your novel have a male protagonist?"
That's right, Su Yiqing is also a transmigrator, and she transmigrated into a real sweet novel with a male lead who has a perfect personality and loves her deeply.
Looking at the book she was wearing, Hua Deng felt even more disgusted.
However, Su Yiqing didn't seem very happy: "What's the point of sweet stories? Yours is much more exciting."
"Besides, this isn't the identity I want. I'm not even human," she said quietly.
Before transmigrating into a book, the transmigrator cannot read the book's contents; they can only infer the novel's style based on the title, synopsis, and tags.
The book Su Yiqing chose was called "The Love Secrets of the Cauldron".
"So you're a furnace cauldron too," Hua Deng sighed. "It seems we're in the same boat."
To everyone's surprise, Su Yi gave a desolate smile.
“See, you’ve got it all mixed up too,” she said. “You’re the furnace, and I’m the furnace; we’re not the same thing.”
Seeing that the streetlights were unclear, she decided to demonstrate them on the spot.
She took out all sorts of herbs from her storage ring, stuffed them into her mouth, chewed them, and swallowed them.
After waiting for ten seconds, Hua Deng faintly heard a "ding-dong" sound.
"vomit--"
The plump, smooth pill was expelled from Su Yiqing's throat and lay quietly in her fair palm. Hua Deng almost vomited too.
She cracked.
It's a real cauldron!
Su Yiqing burst into tears on the spot: "How did I, a girl who loves Liu Bei literature, end up transmigrating into such a bland and tasteless book? And even becoming a strange and incongruous furnace!"
Hua Deng said quietly, "If only we could switch places."
The two looked at each other and sighed in unison.
"Ding, a new mission has been issued. Please check it, host."
Here we go again. Hua Deng had no choice but to turn on the light to check.
Mission: [Rescue your junior brother by the stream behind the mountain at 9 PM tonight] (Incomplete)
Time limit: three hours
This was the first time she had encountered such a clear requirement and such a tight timeframe.
She did remember her junior brother; he was a legendary half-demon boy with two roots who was rescued by the female protagonist from a stream in the back mountain. To repay her kindness, he disguised himself as a human and entered the Yaoqing Sect.
Hua Deng patted her clothes and noticed that Su Yiqing and she had stood up at the same time.
"You have a mission too?" she asked.
"Yes, but my task is simple, just to date my boyfriend," Su Yiqing said. "What about you?"
Hua Deng: "...more or less."
When I walked out of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Shen Zhou was standing on the shore waiting for me.
The streetlights waved to him.
She was always somewhat wary of strangers, so she brought Shen Zhou along when she came.
“He is my Daoist partner, named Shen… Ye,” she introduced to Su Yiqing.
Su Yiqing was genuinely curious; surely a beauty like Hua Deng must have a very handsome Daoist partner.
"Well."
Su Yiqing silently looked at the ordinary-looking man.
At this moment, the man slightly turned his head, lightly brushed his eyelashes, and glanced at her as if he were not paying attention.
That one glance made Su Yiqing feel as if she had been completely stripped bare and exposed.
But in an instant, his gaze shifted to the streetlights, making her wonder if her earlier observation was just an illusion.
“…”
She, a seemingly ordinary Golden Core cultivator, almost collapsed in fear.
I'm outta here.
Su Yi waved her hand and ran away, saying, "Dengdeng, I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow."
Hua Deng watched her leave, then turned and walked away with Shen Zhou, excitedly saying as they walked, "Aren't you curious about how I made new friends?"
Shen Zhou said, "I'm not curious."
Hua Deng swallowed the words that were about to come out. She chuckled, "Even if you're curious, I don't want to tell you!"
After taking a couple more steps, I couldn't help but turn around and ask, "With a temper like yours, have you ever really had any friends?"
Shen Zhou said, "He did have one, but he's dead."
This answer was unexpected.
If it were someone else, Hua Deng would probably offer a few words of comfort, but clearly, Shen Zhou wasn't sad at all; her emotions were far more volatile than when she bumped her toe on the table leg.
As Chen Zhou walked towards his residence, Hua Deng stopped in his tracks.
She looked up at the overcast sky above.
Unlike the Yaoqing Sect, the Qingyang Sect simulates natural weather changes to the greatest extent possible, and sometimes even deliberately uses harsh weather to train its disciples.
At this moment, Hua Deng, facing the dark clouds, said with his hands behind his back, "The weather is nice today."
Shen Zhou said with interest, "You're a mushroom spirit, and you like cloudy days?"
Hua Deng hesitated for a moment, then forced himself to finish his sentence: "Since the weather is so nice, would you like to take a bath?"
Shen Zhou raised an eyebrow, revealing a knowing look: "You even know it needs watering."
“Yes.” Hua Deng said expressionlessly, “I need to water the plants, you’ll come with me.”
...
Fifteen minutes later, Hua Deng walked in the grove behind the mountain, constantly complaining to the system.
"Chen Zhou is despicable! I paid him to come with me, and he doesn't listen to me at all. He even mocked me when I asked him to come with me! Does he have any morals? Does he have any sense of justice?!"
The system dutifully chimed in: "Yes, he's so disloyal."
After complaining about the streetlights enough, people came to the stream and decided to soak in it, waiting for their prey to come to them.
Not long after, a blood-stained body floated to the surface of the water. Just as described in the book, the boy had a beautiful face and his eyes were tightly closed.
Hua Deng reached out and pulled him out of the water.
She recalled the plot of the book.
The female protagonist saves the boy in distress out of kindness, which should be a beautiful beginning.
Unfortunately, the story doesn't end well. The boy, who was pretending to be innocent, discovers that the female lead is not innocent at all. In a fit of rage, he takes her away and imprisons her, torturing her for several days and nights.
When the female protagonist was found, she was even blind and unable to use any magic.
The boy surfaced, panting heavily, and Hua Deng, as he wished, heard the sound of the mission being completed.
The boy stared intently at her with his beautiful eyes, and spoke in a sticky, whiny voice, "Sister, I'm gurgling..."
Hua Deng smiled and pressed him back down.
The boy drifted away with the current, and Hua Deng stood up, clapped his hands, and kept his merits and fame hidden.
Just as she was about to leave, a familiar voice rang in her mind.
"A new mission has been issued. Please check it, host."
Quest: [Dual Cultivation with Junior Brother in Water] Incomplete
Time limit: three hours
Hua Deng: "???"
Hua Deng: "Why didn't you say so sooner!"
The system has started to freeze.
Getting the junior brother back is impossible, so there's only one option left...
She sent a message to Shen Zhou: "Come find me."
After waiting for a while, there was no response.
"I have something very important to tell you, come quickly!"
"Come quick!"
She bombarded everyone with messages: "This is a matter of life and death, come quick!!"
As she finished typing the last word, a shadow fell over her. The man looked down at her, his expression displeased: "You'd better really have something to say."
"I really have something to say." Hua Deng said sincerely, gesturing for him to come closer.
Shen Zhou glanced at her, and after she urged him twice more, he slowly bent down. As expected, he was suddenly grabbed by the collar and pulled down forcefully.
Water splashed all over Hua Deng, but she leaned against the side and laughed, saying to him, "Look, the spiritual energy here is abundant, it's perfect for cultivation."
Shen Zhou emerged from the water, casually tossed his hair behind his head, and said nonchalantly, "Your hobbies are getting more and more unusual."
Hua Deng laughed and said, "One should change places more often when cultivating."
Shen Zhou raised his eyes, put his arms behind him, and leaned lazily against the shore. When he looked over, his eyelashes glistened with tears.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting your brain fried while you’re practicing here?” he said, glancing at Hua Deng with a half-smile. “Oh, I’ve already been here, so I’m not afraid.”
A few rays of moonlight peeked through the dark clouds, illuminating his prominent brow bone. Water droplets rolled down from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, disappearing into the water along his chin.
He was unusually relaxed tonight, his whole demeanor languid. His dark eyes remained calm, but no longer kept people at arm's length.
Hua Deng reached out to grab his long hair floating on the water, but the strands slipped through her fingers, swirling and floating like a water sprite.
Seeing her actions, Shen Zhou remained motionless and said nothing. Because he was tall, the stream only reached his chest, and above his chest was his soaked and open collar.
Hua Deng withdrew his hand, but then saw him tap the water twice with his fingers and actually catch a fish. He tossed the fish to Hua Deng, and the fish's tail quickly disappeared underwater.
Hua Deng reached out anxiously and said "Hey," then turned around to find him looking down at her.
The face, bathed in moonlight and devoid of hair, was clearly revealed, every line exposed to the streetlights.
He raised the corner of his eye, with a hint of a smile, but it was clearly not a smile.
As he watched, Hua Deng suddenly laughed and splashed water at him.
Shen Zhou didn't even blink, raised his hand, and flicked his finger.
All the water changed direction and splashed back at Hua Deng. Hua Deng tried to use magic to stop it, but to no avail, and was splashed right on the head.
She wiped away the water droplets in frustration.
The voice in her head said "Mission accomplished," and she breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to leave the stream.
However, at that moment, she found herself seemingly losing her strength. Not only could she not walk, but she also became extremely cold, as if she had been placed in an ice cave in an instant.
At first she thought the stream was too cold, but then she realized that she had already learned how to keep warm, so it shouldn't be like that.
After using several warming spells to no avail, she finally realized something was wrong: "System, what's wrong with me?"
"Host, this is a sign that your Hehuan constitution is about to flare up. Please deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise it will affect your cultivation."
"What is it? Was it written in a book? That shouldn't be the case!"
She read that book over and over again at least three times; there was no way she would have missed such an important plot point.
The system thoughtfully said, "This setting was mentioned in the author's note in Chapter 134. Please read the original work carefully."
Hua Deng swore.
She opened the original work from her mind and found that this setting really existed.
It states that once the sacred body of union is fully formed, starting from the second full moon night, the illness will recur once a month, lasting for three days each time. There is no cure except through sexual intercourse.
In the original novel, the female lead was having sex with her junior brother when she had an attack, and they continued to have sex in the days that followed. Naturally, Hua Deng didn't notice any of the ridiculous plot details.
She was internally bleeding.
You're an 18+ female lead, and you're always having sex? Is it really necessary to have this kind of setting?
"What do you want me to do now? You're not going to find someone..." Hua Deng was on the verge of going crazy and didn't dare to think any further.
"The system cannot determine the specific method; please investigate it yourself."
Despair was beyond measure. Hua Deng, enduring the chill, hugged himself and shivered, desperately seeking solutions from the books he had read.
Obviously, it can't be found at all.
The chill was getting stronger and stronger. Hua Deng couldn't understand why everyone in the TV dramas was burning up, but she was freezing cold.
As if hearing her question, the system answered, "Don't worry, host. You're feeling cold this time, but you'll be feeling feverish from now on."
Hua Deng: "Is that what I'm worried about?"
She was completely devastated.
A profound emptiness gripped her, like a stomach desperately craving to be filled after ten days of starvation. Accompanying this impulse was an indescribable sense of shame and helplessness.
To make matters worse, Shen Zhou noticed her unusual behavior. He paused in his movement and grabbed her left wrist, seemingly taking her pulse.
The warm touch felt like a tickling feather, making her arm tremble and her breathing become erratic.
She tried to pull her hand away, but instead pulled Shen Zhou closer. His deep, mellow voice whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down her spine: "You're very cold. What happened?"
Perhaps it was due to his illness, but for the first time, Hua Deng felt that his voice was like wine, intoxicating.
“Chen Zhou…” she murmured softly.
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