Crawling Under the Covers and Soul Power Sharing

The night was deep.

Inside a side hall of the Martial Soul Hall, in a luxurious room specially prepared for Zhu Zhuqing, bright Night Pearls were lit.

Everything in the room was arranged according to the highest specifications.

There was a soft carpet, exquisite furniture, and a Princess Bed ten times larger than the one she had slept on before.

Yet, Zhu Zhuqing could not fall asleep at all.

She sat on the bed with her knees pulled to her chest, watching the pitch-black night outside the window, her small body trembling uncontrollably.

She was afraid.

It wasn't anything specific; she was simply afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone.

Back at the Zhu Family, even though her living quarters were dilapidated, at least there were the sounds of insects in the courtyard, which made her feel a little less lonely.

But here, it was too quiet—so quiet that it made her heart race with anxiety.

She thought of the boy who had brought her here.

She thought of his warm hands and the pleasant scent of sunshine that clung to him.

If... if she could be by his side, would she not be so afraid anymore?

Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be suppressed.

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip, a battle raging within her small heart.

No, he has already helped me so much; how can I go and disturb him again?

But... I am really so scared.

Just... just go and take a look, I'll come back after just one look.

In the end, her fear of the darkness overcame her inner reserve.

Zhu Zhuqing quietly lifted the quilt, put on her slippers, and like an agile little kitten, opened the door and slipped out.

Qian Mo's room was right next door; she remembered the way.

The corridor was very quiet, save for the occasional sound of footsteps from patrolling guards.

Zhu Zhuqing hugged the wall and trotted along, quickly arriving in front of Qian Mo's door.

She reached out her small hand, wanting to knock, but she didn't dare.

What if he was already asleep?

What if he gets angry?

She hesitated for a long time, but in the end, she pulled her hand back.

Just as she was about to give up and turn back, the door creaked open from the inside.

Qian Mo was wearing a white bathrobe, looking at her with sleepy eyes.

"Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? What are you doing here?"

In truth, he had sensed the movement outside the door long ago.

With his current mental power, not a single rustle in the back hall of the Papal Palace could escape his notice.

Zhu Zhuqing was startled, her small face turning pale in an instant.

"I... I..." She was too nervous to speak.

Qian Mo let out a yawn, sighed as he looked at her expression, which seemed on the verge of tears.

"Afraid of the dark?"

Zhu Zhuqing froze for a moment, then gave a small nod.

"Come in." Qian Mo stepped aside to let her enter the room.

Zhu Zhuqing kept her head down, moving inside with small steps like a child who had done something wrong.

Qian Mo's room was larger than hers, and also... more lived-in.

A few books were tossed carelessly on the floor, and half-eaten snacks were laid out on the table.

It didn't look like the room of a Divine Son at all; instead, it looked like the bedroom of an ordinary boy next door.

This made Zhu Zhuqing relax just a little.

Qian Mo closed the door and pointed to his enormous bed.

"Get up here. Sleep with me tonight."

"Ah?" Zhu Zhuqing jerked her head up, her small face flushing bright red. "No... that won't do!"

Although she was young, she knew that boys and girls shouldn't sleep together.

"What's wrong with it?" Qian Mo gave her a strange look. "I'm only six, and so are you. What could possibly happen? Hurry up, I'm exhausted."

As he spoke, he climbed into bed on his own and burrowed under the covers, leaving only his messy head of hair visible.

"Hurry up. If you keep dawdling, I'm throwing you out."

Zhu Zhuqing looked at him, then at the only bed in the room. In the end, she couldn't resist the temptation of the warm covers and the sense of security.

She carefully took off her slippers, climbed onto the other side of the bed, and lay down stiffly, keeping a distance of eight zhang from Qian Mo.

Qian Mo turned over. Seeing her nervous appearance, he found it somewhat amusing.

He reached out, pulled her directly over, and made her lie down beside him.

"Why stay so far away? Are you afraid I'll eat you?"

Zhu Zhuqing's body instantly stiffened like a piece of wood.

She could clearly feel waves of warmth radiating from his side, along with the sound of his steady heartbeat.

That familiar, sun-like scent wrapped around her entirely.

All the fear and unease she had felt before vanished miraculously at this moment.

Her eyelids began to droop, and a heavy wave of sleepiness washed over her.

"Sleep, little kitten," Qian Mo's voice sounded in her ear.

Zhu Zhuqing let out a soft "Mn," then completely lost consciousness, sinking into a sweet dream.

This was the most peaceful and sound sleep she had experienced since she could remember.

Qian Mo looked at the little kitten sleeping soundly beside him and smiled helplessly.

Raising a pet really isn't easy.

He closed his eyes as well and soon fell asleep.

After both of them had entered a deep sleep, neither of them noticed.

The aura of the human-shaped auspicious omen on Qian Mo began to flow actively and slowly toward Zhu Zhuqing's body.

That pure Auspicious Qi, like the gentlest of streams, nourished her body—which had been somewhat damaged by years of malnutrition—repaired the hidden dangers caused by her martial soul mutation, and at the same time, silently transformed her physique.

Even more miraculously, a small portion of the soul power that grew passively within Qian Mo due to "Breathing Makes Me Stronger" also separated, slowly infusing into Zhu Zhuqing's body through this strange resonance of auras.

This was a state bordering on Soul Power Sharing.

Of course, the two parties involved, both sleeping like little pigs, were completely unaware of all this.

The next day.

As the first ray of sunlight shone through the window, Zhu Zhuqing slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes, still a bit dazed, and immediately discovered that she was actually resting on Qian Mo's arm, her entire body curled up almost entirely into his embrace.

Her face exploded into a deep crimson.

She scrambled off the bed with her hands and feet, standing on the floor with her head bowed, not daring to look at Qian Mo, who was still fast asleep.

Calm down, calm down, Zhu Zhuqing!

You were just too scared, that's all!

Just as her mind was racing, she suddenly felt that something was wrong inside her body.

A warm sensation was flowing through her limbs and bones.

Subconsciously, she circulated her meager Soul Power.

Then, she was stunned.

She... she had only just condensed her first wisp of Soul Power last night, barely qualifying as a level one Soul Warrior.

But now, the Soul Power within her had actually... actually reached the bottleneck of level ten!

As long as she obtained a Soul Ring, she could become a true Soul Master!

How could this be?!

She hadn't done anything at all last night; she had just slept!

Could it be...

Zhu Zhuqing snapped her head up, looking at Qian Mo, who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

Could it be because of him?

Just by sleeping with him, her Soul Power had soared from level one to level ten?

This... what kind of divine cultivation method is this?

Zhu Zhuqing's worldview was shattered once again.

She looked at Qian Mo's sleeping face, her eyes becoming incredibly complex.

Admiration, gratitude, curiosity, and a trace of something she couldn't even name herself... reliance.

Who exactly is this boy?

He is like a bottomless abyss; just when you think you have seen everything, you realize it was merely the tip of the iceberg.

Just as Zhu Zhuqing was lost in thought, a hurried, tearful female voice suddenly rang out from outside the hall, accompanied by a chaotic commotion.

"Xiao Mo! My Xiao Mo! Big Sister is back!!"

"Move! Get out of my way! Whoever dares to stop me, I'll brick them into the wall!"

Immediately following this, with a loud "bang," Qian Mo's poor bedroom door was kicked open from the outside once again.