Accompany Me to Sleep

"Whoosh!"

The cultivators outside the projection were instantly in an uproar when they heard Ma Feifei say those words.

"Breaking news! The shop owner is openly flirting with the Saint!"

"The shop owner is truly a monster; he demands that people Rest with him at the drop of a hat."

"Tsk tsk, so that's what the shop owner is like..."

Various different voices rose and fell.

"But the shopkeeper is really bold, he's a Saint!" a young cultivator said with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

"Isn't this normal? In terms of strength, the shop owner is definitely stronger than the Saint. They're a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman." Some cultivators didn't think much of it and felt it was perfectly normal.

"That's true, but doesn't the shopkeeper know he's in a book world? We're all watching, so wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate to do that in this situation..." This was the reason most cultivators felt it was inappropriate.

"Everything the shop owner says and does has a deeper meaning; that's why he can be the shop owner, while we can only be customers."

"I disagree with what you're saying! It's just a live broadcast... I can do that too!"

Inside the projection, as soon as he spoke, Ma Feifei realized something was wrong and quickly shut up, looking at Yun Qingyang with an embarrassed expression. At the same time, he covered his chest with his hands, afraid that Yun Qingyang would get angry and beat him up.

To Ma Feifei's surprise, Yun Qingyang wasn't angry as she had expected. Instead, she frowned and looked at Ma Feifei, asking, "Do you want me to Rest with you?"

"Uh..." Ma Feifei hesitated, unable to fathom Yun Qingyang's thoughts for a moment, and unsure how to answer.

Should I answer yes...? What if Yun Qingyang is being sarcastic? Wouldn't that be courting death?

The answer might be no... Ma Feifei's inner devil was stirring again.

It's so painful...

"I'm asking you a question," Yun Qingyang said bluntly, showing none of the shyness one would expect from a young woman.

"Should I take it or not..." Ma Feifei replied weakly.

"How should I know? If you're not going to tell me, I'm leaving." Yun Qingyang clearly didn't want to waste any more words with Ma Feifei; she still needed to find that dragon to take revenge.

"Hey... I want it!" Ma Feifei said, slightly excited.

"Okay!" Yun Qingyang readily agreed.

Ma Feifei was instantly dumbfounded, her entire brain entering a strange state, her face flushed and her heart pounding.

"Am I, Ma Feifei, about to experience the pinnacle of my life tonight?"

"Are you saying goodbye to being single so soon? I'm not ready yet..."

"Why am I so nervous? Isn't this normal for someone at the top of the food chain? Don't be nervous, don't be nervous..."

"But then again, there's a whole bunch of people spying outside. Should I have the system block them out first?"

"Smack!"

As Ma Feifei was lost in thought, a crisp sound suddenly rang in his ears, pulling him back to reality. He saw that Yun Qingyang had already come to him, the Qingshuang Sword with its sheath stuck in the bedside. Yun Qingyang's delicate and fair face was only an arm's length away from Ma Feifei, and her pair of bright and beautiful eyes were staring straight at him.

"Oh my god... is this what it feels like to have your heart flutter?" Ma Feifei felt her heart beating faster and faster, almost like it was about to fly away...

"Here, give me a million, and I'll Rest with you," Yun Qingyang said, extending her left hand. She regretted agreeing to help Ma Feifei without even a single Spirit Crystal, so she decided to find a way to get it back.

"Huh?" Ma Feifei was completely bewildered by Yun Qingyang's words. How did money suddenly come into the picture?

"Didn't you understand?" Yun Qingyang asked, puzzled. She had made it very clear!

"Ahem, Qingyang, isn't it a bit inappropriate to talk about money in this kind of thing? It might hurt our feelings..." Ma Feifei replied tactfully. Why did this turn into a business transaction? It made Ma Feifei feel uncomfortable all over.

"What's wrong with that? You want me to Rest with you and pay you a certain fee, just like you need to pay me for my help!" Yun Qingyang said seriously.

"Uh..." Ma Feifei was speechless. Was there anything wrong with what he said? No, there wasn't!

"If you don't give it to me, I can't Rest with you anymore. Farewell!" Yun Qingyang picked up the Qingshuang Sword, clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned around and left, decisive and without any hesitation.

"Don't go! It's just money! I'll give it to you." Ma Feifei angrily tossed out a spatial bag.

With a 'snap,' Yun Qingyang grabbed it, opened it with a satisfied look, then put it away and turned back to the bedside.

"Move closer..."

"So direct?"

"Otherwise what?"

"I'm not ready yet..."

"What preparations do we need for Rest? Hurry up and go upstairs."

"That's true..."

Ma Feifei took off her shoes and rolled onto the bed.

Yun Qingyang sat down, leaning against the bed railing, with her legs crossed and resting on the edge of the bed, holding the Qingshuang Sword in her arms.

Seeing Yun Qingyang's state while lying inside, Ma Feifei couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

"I'll Rest with you!" Yun Qingyang replied earnestly.

"This..." Ma Feifei was stunned for a long time before she could react.

Finally, looking into Yun Qingyang's innocent and clear eyes, Ma Feifei finally understood what Yun Qingyang meant by 'Rest with you'. It turns out she didn't mean that at all; it was all Ma Feifei's own misunderstanding!

"Sigh..." With a long sigh, Ma Feifei grabbed the blanket and covered his head.

I'm too ashamed to face anyone...

Yun Qingyang suddenly heard Ma Feifei sigh and then cover his head with the blanket. He was puzzled, but when he thought about how he had just used his intelligence to earn a million Spirit Crystal, Yun Qingyang was very happy. He happily hugged the Qingshuang Sword and thought about whether he could think of more ways to earn Spirit Crystal from Ma Feifei.

As for that dragon... don't even mention it!

Not to mention the astonished expressions of the cultivators outside the projection after seeing this scene, the projection time passed quickly, and Ma Feifei stayed up all night in a depressed state. How could he possibly sleep under such circumstances? Fortunately, it was already past midnight when he returned, so it soon got light. The moment the rooster crowed outside, Ma Feifei jumped out of bed and ran outside.

"Where are you going?" Yun Qingyang called out from behind.

"Pee."

"I want to go too."

Outside the courtyard where Xu Xian lived, Ma Feifei and Yun Qingyang squatted in a corner of the outer wall, discussing their next plan in hushed tones.

"In a moment, change your appearance, preferably wear night clothes, the kind that covers your face. When I take out the treasure, you jump out and assassinate me. I'll lure you towards the dragon. It's good if you can beat her, but it doesn't matter if you can't. Just force her to reveal her true form, and that will complete the mission. Understand?" Ma Feifei asked in a low voice. This was the third time he had confirmed the battle plan with Yun Qingyang. There was no other way; Yun Qingyang's IQ was low, and Ma Feifei was afraid she wouldn't remember unless he explained it several times.

"I understand." Yun Qingyang didn't show any impatience and nodded seriously.

"Alright, then it's settled. I'll go in now, and you can decide what to do." Seeing that Yun Qingyang understood, Ma Feifei didn't hesitate and got up to walk into the courtyard, but after taking only a few steps, she turned back.

"I understand," Yun Qingyang said first this time, a look of impatience on her face.

"No, I mean, can you change your sword? With this Qingshuang Sword in your hand, it doesn't matter what your appearance becomes!" Ma Feifei pointed to the Azure Qingshuang Sword in Yun Qingyang's arms. There is only one of this thing in the entire Azure Dragon Continent. Jiao had fought with Yun Qingyang before, so there was no way he wouldn't recognize this divine weapon.

Yun Qingyang looked at the Qingshuang Sword, hesitated for a moment, and said, "But this is the only divine weapon I have that I can handle."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Yun Qingyang's eyes lit up, and she stretched out her hand to Ma Feifei, saying, "Lend me the Setting Sun Sword."

"The Setting Sun Sword?" Ma Feifei was taken aback. Could a wooden sword really be suitable? Nevertheless, he took it out and handed it to Yun Qingyang.

"Alright, go ahead." Yun Qingyang took the Setting Sun Sword, a happy expression on her face.

Ma Feifei couldn't care less about anything else. He turned around and walked into the courtyard, and at the same time, he had an extra herb in his hand.

"Chinese characters!"