Chapter 73 Desire Deepens Even Further
Zhuang Jin glanced at her soft, fragrant lips, feigning reluctance: "Disobedience and insubordination."
Ling Shu: "No, that would be such a shame." She released her collar, pushed her back, turned around and walked back to the desk, her fingertips tracing the pages of the book, and said: "There are a few parts of the new 'General Treatise on Alchemy' that I don't understand."
Zhuang Jinfu was not happy to see the other person let go, her expectations were dashed, but since her disciple had come to her for advice on serious matters, she kept in mind her duty as a teacher and put aside any inappropriate romantic thoughts. She slowly walked over and asked, "What don't you understand?"
Ling Shu didn't pick up the book, but pointed to a spot on the page. Zhuang Jinfu leaned closer to look. The spot she was pointing to contained only some basic knowledge. Suspecting that she was deliberately trying to make conversation, she patiently explained, "This passage says that before women practice alchemy, they should replenish their qi and blood, exercise diligently, and eat more meat..."
As she spoke, a soft touch came over her cheek, and in an instant, her daughter's fragrance wafted over her.
Zhuang Jinfu was taken aback, and his teacher's seriousness reappeared: "Did you listen to everything I said?"
"I heard you." Ling Shu ignored her words and tiptoed to kiss her cheek again. As she slowly moved down, her heart was divided between two things. While kissing her tenderly, she observed her expression to see if Zhuang Jin Fu liked her intimacy.
Zhuang Jinfu stood there and slowly lowered his head.
Ling Shu sensed her movement, and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest. He tentatively touched her lips, then pulled back, never daring to actually kiss her.
Because she always remembered Zhuang Jinfu's words.
Ling Shu, I can't love you.
Zhuang Jinfu will not love her. He is only compromising for her now. It's like a rich person passing by a beggar and giving her a gold ingot. The beggar thinks she has met a life-saving benefactor, but to that rich person, a gold ingot is just a small piece of her many riches.
A kiss, a moment of dual cultivation, a lifetime of wealth, an unshakeable status... all of these are merely gifts bestowed upon mortals by fairies.
But gold is also a timely rain for a beggar in hunger and cold. It is charity and kindness. Kindness kills her heart and desires bind her body, but she still loves Zhuang Jinfu. She will love him forever, with sincerity and deep affection, until Zhuang Jinfu falls in love with someone else one day.
Ling Shu's face was very close to hers. The aloof and detached aura of Zhuang Jinfu, a hermit-like figure, entered her nostrils with each breath. Driven by her demonic desires, she probed closer again.
fail.
It stopped just within a hair's breadth.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Jinfu asked.
"Zhuang Jinfu, I like you so much." Ling Shu's voice was slightly hoarse. The dim candlelight illuminated the girl's delicate face and revealed a single, crystal-clear tear under her eye.
Zhuang Jinfu stroked her face and wiped away her tears. "I know."
She pleaded so bitterly.
Ling Shu tried hard to suppress her bittersweet emotions, but she couldn't stop her tears. Zhuang Jinfu's kindness to her reminded her of a grape. A grape has a heart, is sour, and has a hollow space between the pit and the flesh. Once you break the flesh open, the pit can be quickly separated.
But she didn't know that their relationship was like that of grapes.
In Ling Shu's eyes, Zhuang Jin Fu is the core, and Ling Shu is the flesh that traps her. She uses her compassion for the weak to trap Zhuang Jin Fu. Once Zhuang Jin Fu decides to be ruthless, Ling Shu will have nothing. In Zhuang Jin Fu's eyes, when Ling Shu is the core, Zhuang Jin Fu is the flesh that temporarily holds her back. Once the knife of "growth" cuts through the flesh, Ling Shu will go elsewhere to take root and sprout, no longer needing her.
Both sides thought that if they let go, the other would disappear into the crowd.
But the closer they got to each other, the more painful it became. Responsibility, righteousness, worldly conventions, and identity—all these things stood between them like an insurmountable chasm.
Ling Shu wiped away her tears while crying, "I'm not usually this fragile, I won't cry anymore."
She kept wiping away her tears, "Master, my tears won't listen to me..."
Zhuang Jinfu patiently handed her a handkerchief, blew her nose, wiped away her tears, and said gently, "Shu'er, don't think so much, just enjoy the present, okay?"
The girl's eyelashes trembled, she sobbed incessantly, and mumbled, "Mmm..."
I hope you're happy.
"I'll be happy." She sniffled, composed herself, and after a while, finally stopped crying. "I'm afraid of what people will say about you. Let's not get too close to each other in public."
"Fool, they wouldn't go so far as to take away my right to hug you."
"Master, you are so kind." Ling Shu's lips turned down, and she looked like she couldn't help but cry again. Zhuang Jinfu quickly stopped her: "The crybaby is not the rebellious and disobedient fox I am."
Ling Shu stopped crying and smiled, then nodded.
Zhuang Jinfu chuckled: "If you don't dare to kiss me today, what will you do tomorrow?"
Ling Shu blushed again.
The girl, her face covered in cat-like markings, looked up and asked, "How about we change tomorrow to today?" She then added hesitantly, "I'm afraid I won't dare come tomorrow." Her head drooped lower with each word. "Some things require a burst of energy to accomplish... and I'm not always brave..."
He was young and inexperienced, yet this is how he is.
"Aren't you too tired? You've been busy all day."
"A bath and a rest will make you instantly healthy!"
Shuiyue Hot Spring.
Ling Shu wanted to go to the hot spring, but Zhuang Jinfu said that being in the water was bad for her health. Ling Shu didn't understand why it was bad for her health, but guessed that it was because she had spent a long time practicing her internal energy this time, and soaking for too long would be bad for her skin and heart.
Ling Shu cupped her face in her hands, thinking about how she would be cultivating with Zhuang Jinfu again later. Although it was a perfectly normal palm-to-palm healing exercise, he was someone she liked, and cultivating together was still very intimate. Usually, only close people would cultivate together.
The hot spring was so hot that it burned the girl's face.
With everything prepared, Ling Shu walked toward Zhuang Jinfu's Qingxi Palace. The palace door was open, and she went inside.
"Master, I've arrived."
Zhuang Jinfu did not respond, so Ling Shu went into the inner room to look for her.
The palace was decorated with simple gauze curtains and elegant furnishings. The cool fragrance of incense slowly wafted from the mouth of the phoenix-shaped incense burner. Layers of gauze curtains fell in front of the bed, creating a serene atmosphere that felt more tranquil than romantic.
The person is not in the inner room.
Ling Shu looked around and observed the furnishings in the hall, waiting for her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
A clear, melodious voice rang out, and Ling Shu turned around. Zhuang Jinfu, dressed in a moon-white nightgown, lifted the curtain and entered. The collar was loose, revealing her slender neck. A few strands of wet hair clung to her face, which she brushed away with her delicate hand. The movement was captivating.
She had just returned from taking a shower.
Ling Shu silently took off her outer clothes and went to the bed. She sat cross-legged, and a cool, slightly sweet jasmine fragrance wafted over her. She had arrived.
With their palms facing each other, spiritual energy rose around them, enveloping them. The two streams of spiritual energy collided, intertwined, and then merged into one. Ling Shu felt that what was missing in her meridians was being filled by the newly generated spiritual energy. After about half an hour, guided by high-level immortal power, she slowly improved her missing cultivation. The process of harmonization was very smooth, but at the end, it suddenly stopped.
I can't fit in.
Ling Shu panicked and tried to forcefully finish the attack, but it rebounded, causing a sharp pain in her chest, almost making her spit out blood. Zhuang Jinfu channeled healing magic into her, suppressing the attack with his powerful spiritual energy, saying, "Don't rush."
Ling Shu clutched her chest, and after being healed by magic, she caught her breath: "Why am I still a little short?"
"Because I changed my dual cultivation method."
"How is it different from before?"
"This is a method of dual cultivation between Daoist partners, which requires the stirring of emotions."
"Ah? I... I don't want to practice this anymore, let's try another one." Ling Shu said shyly. She had done some research in the books and knew that they had previously used a dual cultivation method between sisters or close friends.
"Once the arrow is released, there's no turning back; it can't be stopped."
"...You stinky Zhuang Jinfu, are you doing this on purpose?!"
"No." Zhuang Jinfu's expression was calm as water. "What you lost was half of your cultivation, not the yang energy of a living person. No matter how uncomfortable you were before, your cultivation was never damaged in the slightest. This time is different. If you want to quickly replenish your cultivation, you can only use the Daoist couple cultivation method, which has the fastest effect among dual cultivation methods."
"I used it last time too. The time you came back from the pit."
"I'm sorry, this decision was made without your consent. It was extremely dangerous, but we had no choice but to use it."
Zhuang Jinfu made the decision in a moment of desperation to save her own life, so it wasn't her fault.
Ling Shu: "Then...then we have no choice but to continue."
If she was to be moved, she needed to take the initiative, because she had personally agreed to Zhuang Jinfu's words, and once she made a promise, she couldn't go back on it. Tonight, she had to successfully restore her lost cultivation.
Ling Shu slowly moved her body closer, placing her hand on Zhuang Jinfu's shoulder. Touching his fair skin, a bewitching desire spread through her, and her throat bobbed.
Shouldn't we kiss first?
Ling Shu remembered Zhuang Jinfu's words about enjoying the present moment and following her heart's desires.
The young girl shyly kissed the immortal.
Touching her lips, her tongue tentatively explored her teeth. The city gates opened, and she charged in. She wasn't quite sure how to breathe yet, but there was plenty of time tonight to take it slow. The other side guided her, and she retreated slightly at the right time before moving forward again, controlling the rhythm.
As they parted, he gasped, "Master, I can breathe again now." The girl stared intently; there was a mark she had left on the Immortal's lips. She mischievously bit it, leaving a faint tooth mark.
Zhuang Jinfu held her waist and whispered, "Sweetie, call me again, what do you call me?"
Ling Shu pursed her lips, shook her head, and refused to call out.
The man chuckled and placed a gentle kiss on the girl's forehead.
Ling Shu lowered her hand from her shoulder and touched Zhuang Jinfu's waist. She remembered that Zhuang Jinfu had done the same thing last time.
She tentatively felt the edge of the small garment based on her memory.
A spider is climbing up the windowsill.
The soft touch was especially alluring, and perhaps it was the jasmine scent on Zhuang Jinfu's hair that made her dizzy, but she actually pressed her lips to it.
Springtime brings the return of warm, humid weather, making it exceptionally damp.
Her hand passed over the immortal's shapely legs, but she dared not move it. In her mind, however, was the image of breaking free from restraints.
Zhuang Jin's cool hand touched Ling Shu's peach-red face.
The owner, with a rosy face, rubbed his face against her palm like a well-behaved puppy. "So cool..." The thin bra strap accidentally slipped down to her arm, revealing a slight curve. It was white and soft. Zhuang Jinfu lowered his eyes, his desire sinking deeper.
She suppressed her desire, grabbed the girl's hand with her other hand, intertwined their fingers, and channeled her divine power to guide her cultivation.
The two energies combined, but it was just one last push short, and it failed. Ling Shu felt a fire burning inside her, making her feel uncomfortable. "Zhuang Jinfu, why isn't it working? It hurts so much, I want it..."
I want to see more and encounter more.
How could she allow a celestial being with such beauty and grace to do this with her?
She doesn't like her.
That thing can only be done with someone you like.
"What do you want?" the woman with ethereal beauty asked.
Ling Shu shook her head, restraining herself, "I don't want anything."
"Shu'er, you don't need to restrain yourself in front of me."
Having received permission, she still asked, "Then... what if I really did commit a heinous act?"
Do you remember the storybook you read in the Elder Hall?
Huh? What does that mean? "I remember."
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