Fu Xiaoxiao buried her face in her palms, and a sigh slipped through her fingers, half shy and half vexed.
It had only been seven days. How had she become so unable to bear being apart from him?
That longing wasn't merely for physical pleasure. It was a kind of emotional dependence, as if simply being by his side—even doing nothing, just breathing in his faint scent—could quiet her heart.
This time, she was truly done for.
As an elder of the Joyful Union Sect, she usually taught her disciples to "pass through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to them." Yet she herself had fallen for one man so completely that she'd settled right at the bottom of the pit—and was even enjoying herself too much to climb out.
If the sect master found out, she'd probably laugh herself silly.
But at the thought, a little self-abandoning sweetness rose in Fu Xiaoxiao's heart.
So what if it was embarrassing? As long as she could see Gu Chengming tonight and curl up in his arms, she'd accept even falling into cultivation madness.
She really did love him so, so much.
It was amid these days, one after another, that Fu Xiaoxiao finally discovered a problem with the so-called Heart Gu.
If Fu Xiaoxiao hadn't been so meticulous, she might easily have overlooked this anomaly.
That day, she was removing a Heart Gu from an Inner Sect Disciple in the Second Realm. The procedure was the same as usual: she sent the Mortal World Art into the other person's sea of consciousness to locate the remnants of the Heart Gu, then used the Yin Yang Fish's power to peel them away bit by bit. Halfway through, she furrowed her brow as she noticed something strange.
At the