Missing Thoughts Literature

His lips were caressed by soft fingertips, and the scent that had clung to him for days filled his nose. A blush spread from the tips of Pei Yanqing's ears down his neck.

Yun Luo's lips parted beneath his fingertip.

"Do you wish to become my Daoist Companion?"

Yun Luo: ...Dude, don't overthink it.

She helped him up.

"Of course not. Did you forget I'm from the Hehuan Sect? I'm willing to detoxify you because I can dual cultivate at the same time. Didn't you notice I've already reached Foundation Establishment?"

As she spoke, she released her spiritual energy. Pei Yanqing felt a lump in his throat.

He couldn't swallow or spit it out, and his chest felt tight and sore.

How could he not know? When he woke up, he clearly felt his cultivation had improved, and even his damaged soul had recovered.

During their first time, he had felt her Primal Yin energy.

He didn't know about others, but after one night together, the cultivation Yun Luo fed back to him was equivalent to ten years of hard work.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you, so you don't need to feel too much pressure. Today... these past few days, you don't need to take it to heart."

Yun Luo only wanted his Primal Yang, she wasn't looking for a relationship.

"Besides, no one saw this. You can just pretend it didn't happen, and I won't pester you."

Yun Luo was very frank. She thought Pei Yanqing cultivated the Ruthless Dao, so he should be able to accept this.

Cultivating the Ruthless Dao didn't mean lacking desire; people who pursued physical relationships without emotional investment weren't uncommon.

Pei Yanqing fell silent. He felt something was wrong but couldn't articulate why.

Yun Luo kept an eye on his reaction. Seeing him still conflicted, she took out her Qiankun Pouch and started dividing the spoils.

The dazzling array of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures almost drowned them both.

"You defeated the Demon Face Spider, so you get the major share. Just give me one-tenth, or if you're feeling generous, three-tenths would be fine too."

She tried to shift his attention with a joking tone.

Pei Yanqing glanced indifferently at the mountain of treasures, eventually taking only two Fortuitous Creation Fruits.

"These are enough."

"Don't you want the Spirit Plants and ores?"

Whether it was her narcissism or not, Yun Luo thought she detected a hint of sulkiness in his tone.

Could it be because she rejected his request to become Daoist Companions?

"Even if you don't need them, you can exchange them for Spirit Stones. Sword Cultivators have plenty of expenses."

Pei Yanqing stood up, took out a set of white robes embroidered with dark markings, and put them on with a gentle shake.

"No need. Since you dug them up, they naturally belong to you."

With that, he walked silently towards the cave entrance, his steps heavy.

Yun Luo collected her things and chased after him.

Oh no, am I in trouble?

Even after cultivating, is Pei Yanqing this responsible?

She chased him all the way to the cave entrance. Yun Luo raised her hand to block the dazzling light.

"Pei Yanqing, you're walking so fast. Do you even know how to get out?"

His steps paused for a moment, then he slowed down.

Yun Luo ran to his side.

"We need to hurry. I just calculated the time; the Secret Realm will close in two more days."

"If we can't get out this time, we'll have to wait sixty years."

Sixty years wasn't long for cultivators; a meditation retreat would pass in the blink of an eye.

But if she didn't get out, her dear Master and dear Senior Sisters would worry.

"Don't worry, I'll take you out."

Perhaps it was due to the Ruthless Dao or the urgency of time, but Pei Yanqing's tone had returned to the coldness of their first meeting.

In fact, before encountering the Demon Face Spider, he had already found clues to leave.

His plan was to take the Fortuitous Creation Fruits and leave, but he hadn't expected...

Pei Yanqing's gaze flickered with darkness for a moment. When he looked up again, his eyes were clear.

Just as he was about to say something, the space ahead suddenly distorted.

Immediately after, a man and a woman appeared in their sight.

"Elder Qingheng!"

Yun Luo's eyes lit up, and she immediately forgot about Pei Yanqing, running towards Qingheng.

Seeing that Yun Luo was unharmed, Qingheng's suspended heart finally settled.

"It's good that you're alright, otherwise I wouldn't know how to explain to Senior Sister... Huh?"

She suddenly paused, looking Yun Luo up and down in disbelief.

"You've reached Foundation Establishment?"

Yun Luo nodded. "Yes." She then looked at Pei Yanqing.

Qingheng finally noticed the other person.

Pei Yanqing's portrait appeared frequently on cultivation forums, so she had naturally heard of this exceptionally talented youngster.

Her eyes flickered.

"Are you Young Friend Pei from the Qinglian Sword Sect?"

Pei Yanqing stepped forward and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Indeed."

Qingheng glanced meaningfully between him and Yun Luo, understanding dawning in her eyes.

Pei Yanqing was puzzled, wondering why Qingheng was looking at him that way.

Fearing Yun Luo was young and easily embarrassed, Qingheng didn't say much more.

"The Secret Realm will close soon, so we shouldn't delay. Let's head out."

Saying this, she looked at Xuanxiao.

"Don't worry, I've navigated this Red Forbidden Zone before," Xuanxiao stated confidently.

Yun Luo recognized him as one of the people fighting that day, who had called himself Qingheng's Little Kitten.

Xuanxiao was so focused on showing off to Qingheng that he didn't notice Yun Luo was amused by him.

With Xuanxiao's help, the four of them successfully exited the Secret Realm in just one day.

"Junior Sister!"

As soon as they were out, Yun Luo was embraced by Su Xanyu and the others.

"Wuwuwu, I thought you were swallowed by a demon beast."

Yun Luo was almost suffocated by the hug, but her heart felt warm.

It felt good to be missed.

"Huh? Junior Sister, you've reached Foundation Establishment?"

Qin Mushuang, being calmer, was the first to notice the change in her.

Hearing this, Su Xanyu and Chu Li stopped crying and gathered around to look at her.

Disciples from other peaks also turned their attention.

Except for a few elders, no one in the Hehuan Sect knew about Yun Luo's spiritual root or her Primal Saint Physique.

If she had merely advanced from Qi Refining ninth layer to Foundation Establishment, it wouldn't be particularly surprising.

But she had skipped two realms, directly reaching Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.

Yun Luo didn't elaborate.

"I just encountered some fortunate opportunities."

Pei Yanqing watched Yun Luo surrounded by others, seeing how happy she was to be reunited with her Senior Sisters.

She showed no sign of the near-death experience she had just endured in the Secret Realm.

It was as if those experiences meant nothing to her.

He pursed his thin lips, not wanting to disturb her further, and quietly departed.

Perhaps Yun Luo was right; detoxifying him was merely a side effect of their dual cultivation.

His Master was also right; the women of the Hehuan Sect were all cold and heartless.

At this moment, Lin Ting and his group were also staring at Yun Luo.

Upon learning that Yun Luo not only survived but had also advanced to Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, the hatred that surged within them was fiercer than when they were toyed with by those three from the Piaomiao Sect.

Why did she always encounter fortunate opportunities whenever she was supposed to die?

Last time, Jinghong saved her life. What was it this time?

Lin Ting couldn't understand, a knot of anger building in his chest with nowhere to vent, nearly making him sick.

In contrast, Wang San was possibly the happiest person in the entire Heavenly Star Sect.

If Yun Luo was alive, then he could find her to get the antidote.

So, while the various sects were taking roll call, he secretly sent Yun Luo a message.

Yun Luo only saw it as she was about to depart. She had almost forgotten about it.

"There's no antidote. That pill just gave you a stomachache and will wear off in a month."

Upon seeing the message, Wang San didn't know whether to laugh or be angry.

He swore that the next time he saw Yun Luo, he would run faster, lest she trick him into being a spy again.