Chapter 31 Chapter 31 "You, you are a big fool!"...
Jiangyu went to borrow something and didn't encounter much resistance.
Jiu Zhaosheng tossed the cloth bag back and forth, waiting for sleep to set in, then glanced at the clepsydra beside the dressing table.
The moon is at its zenith, and it is already late at night.
Except for the immortal guards on night watch and the maids on standby, most people had already fallen asleep.
Jiu Zhao specially chose this concealed moment, put two fingers together to ignite a beam of immortal light, and teleported to the martial arts field.
Everything was the same as when she finished her course and left.
Raise the barrier, open the cloth bag, and let the stars rise into the sky.
With no one to supervise her, Jiu Zhao worked diligently. After a busy moment, preparing everything by memory, she looked up at the stars, gleaming brighter than they did during the day, against the backdrop of the deep night sky. Suddenly, she lowered her head and smiled to herself.
The goddess of Sanqingtian wanted to pursue progress, so there was no need to hide it. If the news of her practicing all night long to pass the immortal examination spread, her reputation, which was now more criticized than praised, would probably improve a lot - Jiu Zhao didn't know why she did this.
Come to think of it, perhaps the person she wanted to hide the most was Fuxu.
Since what she said during the day was out, even if she regretted it and said that she didn't need Fu Xu to share the burden, the other party would not agree.
Moreover, for a little selfish reason, she didn't want Fuxu to be an outsider and just stand aside and watch her practice.
After all, secretly studying hard in the middle of the night just because you feel sorry for Fuxu is stupid.
Only when the other party makes some contribution will Jiu Zhao not feel that there is an imbalance between them.
The conversation with Jiangyu in the bathtub kept lingering in my ears.
Perhaps people have different personalities and different ideas about feelings.
Jiu Zhao wasn't sure whether her belief that she must be rewarded for her efforts met the secular criteria of being a lover. The only thing she was sure of was that if she told her past self that she would work so hard one day, she would definitely stare wide-eyed in surprise.
"Forget it, don't think about it anymore, I'm already here!"
Jiu Zhao casually brushed the dust off his hands, as if to shake off a thousand thoughts. He clenched his fists, whispered a pep talk to himself, then recited the star-controlling formula. On a bright, moonlit night, he rushed towards the rapidly falling meteor shower.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The earth continued to make shaking roars as heavy objects fell to the ground.
Jiu Zhao's enthusiasm could not make her become extremely proficient in just one or two practices.
She did not cheat or use any magic, but if she was not careful, she would still fall from the sky and hit the ground.
But her heart was beating, and there was an endless force pushing up against her chest, supporting her—
Even if you get hurt from falling, just rub the sore spot and pick yourself up again.
Amidst the blazing stars, a red figure repeatedly leaped and shuttled back and forth.
The toes were tensed, touching the light body and then swept upwards before it went out.
Time and again, like an ancient god chasing the sun, Jiu Zhao tirelessly pursued higher places full of unknowns.
After repeating this hundreds of times, when she felt tired, she would return the star cluster to a static state, lie down carefree on the ground of the martial arts field, look up at the sky where the stars reflected each other, and recall every moment she spent with Fuxu.
Love is a feeling that makes people want to change.
Longing for his admiring look.
Longing to see his surprised smile.
They longed for everyone to acknowledge their compatibility.
"Since fate has determined that you and I will become husband and wife, I want you to willingly acknowledge—"
Jiu Zhao spoke each word with great solemnity, even though no one was listening. "We have always been a match made in heaven."
…
Jiu Zhao didn't finish his practice until dawn.
She panted, wiped the sweat from her forehead, tied the cloth bag again, and while no one was noticing, she teleported back to her bedroom again.
…
Practice physical skills in the morning, body control skills in the afternoon, and secretly practice these two more skills in the evening.
After half a month, Fuxu finally had a smile and appreciation on his face when he was in class.
He praised Jiuzhao for his rapid progress and said he was truly gifted in cultivation.
It was not convenient to apply medicine on his back, which had been bumped countless times, and it was still aching. Jiu Zhao stuck out his tongue in his heart and called him a big idiot.
Well, if you want to attribute it to outstanding talent, then attribute it to outstanding talent.
She didn't want Fuxu to find out about her efforts behind the scenes.
...I don't want him to realize that I can't control myself and start to fall for him first.
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When the three-month confinement order was about to end, Jiu Zhao's hard work paid off and he was able to move skillfully among the high-speed moving star clusters.
Although her physical skills cannot be compared with Fuxu's, she has made great progress.
The two of them shared meals, training, and living under the same roof, gradually smoothing out some of the parts of their personalities that would suddenly prick each other. When they casually glanced at each other during their time together, Fuxu's gaze grew even softer, like a spring flowing into Jiuzhao's heart.
No matter how painful the practice is, there is also a sense of sweetness that comes from being willing to endure it.
Today is the day of rest that comes once every six days. Jiu Zhao has forced Fu Xu to go into the side hall to practice together for the umpteenth time.
The door of the palace was tightly closed. In the magic circle where red fairy light was flowing, the two people sitting cross-legged facing each other had unstable breathing.
"Only one or two more times are needed to completely heal your injuries. You already know that the situation of emotional arousal is due to the influence of the two Phoenix blood forces in your body and mine, and not due to your own unstable soul being invaded by evil. Why do you still care so much?"
Jiu Zhao released the divine power of the same origin left by the Mother Goddess in the life plate on his chest to dispel the heat for Fuxu, and couldn't help but mutter softly, "Anyway, I have kissed and touched everyone I should have kissed these days, and I'm not even shy..."
Jiu Zhao's words, especially the last half, made Fu Xu, who had finally regained consciousness, feel his pupils dilate again.
He didn't say anything, but the power that merged with Jiu Zhao began to fluctuate silently.
It changed its original gentle form, and as the young man's breathing became heavier, it tightly wrapped around Jiu Zhao's immortal breath.
The consequence of showing off his eloquence was that Jiu Zhaoren sat there, and his outstretched consciousness seemed to be entangled by an extremely thick python.
At first, she continued to output her immortal power to resist it, but soon her breathing was intermittent. She bent her waist and said half begging for mercy and half angrily: "You, you, please be gentler, you're wrapped so tightly, I can't breathe..."
Fuxu was not feeling well either.
He never thought that the extremely solemn joint cultivation process of other immortal couples would be the same as his own.
Regardless of whether one's mind is distracted or not, the whole process will become extremely gorgeous.
Jiu Zhao instinctively attracted and teased him, and his immortal power turned into a layer of mist, swallowing up his majestic consciousness.
Her bright eyes stared at Fuxu without looking away.
Even though she is entangled in desire, there is still a bit of childlike innocence in the depths of her sparkling eyes.
The more this happened, the harder it was for him to control his dark desire to pull her into his arms and let her know that she shouldn't be defenseless.
Fuxu didn't respond, and the already sticky atmosphere continued to escalate.
Jiu Zhao felt that as soon as he opened his mouth, he would let out an ambiguous hum.
She stubbornly maintained her dominance, teasing the young man with a relaxed attitude: "Ah Xu, what good is it for you to be so stubborn... Your face is so tense in resisting me, but your body and mind are so honest, you're almost twisting me into your bones..."
Innocent eyes, coupled with words as fierce as a tiger or a wolf.
For the first time, Fuxu lost the etiquette that a subject should follow: "...Stop it, don't call me Ah Xu at this time."
He turned away in embarrassment, saying "I" unconsciously, and was fixed in place by Jiu Zhao's magical power.
"If not Ah Xu, what do you want me to call you?"
The high-heated power of true blood seeped through the meridians, nourishing the damaged divine veins and stimulating the stagnant wounds. Having forced the taciturn Fuxu to speak, Jiu Zhao spoke with a hint of triumph in her voice: "Is it the invincible Three Pure Heavenly God of War, or... my good husband?"
The three words "good husband" uttered from the mouth of the proud lady revealed a bit of temptation, a bit of shyness, and endless passion.
Fuxu's brain buzzed.
It was as if thousands of high-speed falling meteors exploded in the center of the mind, destroying all reason and self-control.
In the unguarded, affectionate smile that Jiu Zhao gave him, they intertwined into fireworks symbolizing love.
"Jiuzhao."
He suddenly called out.
"Um?"
Jiu Zhao responded softly, his eyes flickering as he waited for his next words.
A scene suddenly appeared before my eyes.
It was the look of him recovering his divine power and breaking free from the control of the magic, holding Jiu Zhao's slender waist, locking her in his arms and kissing her wantonly.
Without the temptation of the Mind-Captivating Flower, Fuxu willingly fell into the fantasy of bliss.
The lips, which were forced to open to absorb air because of the nasal cavity being unable to breathe, were redder than the most blooming flowers in the back garden.
He was kissed once by Jiu Zhao.
That was the only time he thought he would never forget.
…
He gazed deeply at Jiu Zhao, imagining himself becoming one with her. He slowly opened his mouth, "Our joint cultivation is over."
Jiu Zhao blinked, not reacting: "...Is this what you want to say?"
"Um."
Fuxu uttered a single word, then trailed off, his voice almost resigned to his fate. "To show respect to Your Highness, I will do my utmost to maintain my integrity and uphold my position... But, I am not perfect either. I may hesitate and waver...
"I am really worried that I will lose control."
"Can't control what?"
Jiu Zhao didn't understand his true thoughts for a moment.
Fu Xu turned his gaze back to her, but not so firmly: "Your Highness, do you really need me to explain it so clearly?
"...Your Highness clearly said that he would leave me after my injuries healed."
Even though Jiu Zhao had thought of countless reasons, he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard what the young man really cared about.
The daze ended, and a surge of emotions immediately overwhelmed her.
Jiu Zhao wished he could turn back into his original form and let out a loud phoenix cry to the entire Sanqingtian, so that they could feel the ecstasy with him at the moment.
"You, you are a big fool!"
She rushed over and pushed Fuxu down on the carved bed rails, "The biggest fool in the world!"
"I am a fool, otherwise I wouldn't have been unable to ask this question."
Fu Xu turned his head away, avoiding her soft lips that came close to him the first time.
As their warm bodies touched, the last trace of dignity in his eyes disappeared.
The stern and majestic God suddenly changed his appearance at this moment. He was unable to resist and was so pitiful that it aroused Jiu Zhao's love even more.
She held his face, looked at it again and again, and kissed him lips to lips: "Why divorce... not divorce!"
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