Missing Thoughts Literature

Chapter 42: Come here, someone is having illicit sex (Page 1/2)

However, Shen Qichen looked sickly, yet he was so interested in Dual Cultivation.

"You like Dual Cultivation with others?"

Yun Luo eyed him suspiciously.

He was so weak, could Dual Cultivation even work?

Would he die halfway through?

Shen Qichen saw her doubt, scoffed inwardly, but put on an innocent and clear gaze, his face also tinged with a blush.

"No... no, I'm still a virgin. I'm just curious."

His eager explanation made it seem as if his purity had been sullied.

That's right, people are always curious about things they haven't experienced.

A teenage boy could get aroused by the slightest suggestive thought.

She still took him to Yun Que Pavilion.

From bottom to top, the quality increased sequentially.

The top floor was where the elders sold things.

However, it was usually empty.

Because once something was put up for sale, it would be immediately sold out.

The first floor displayed some stimulating trinkets.

To make up for his previous regret, Yun Luo spent fifty Mid-Grade Spirit Stones to buy him a chest chain.

This chain had the effect the vendor had mentioned.

After Shen Qichen received the chain, his mood actually brightened.

He lowered his gaze, then looked up again, his eyes like a rippling autumn pool. He quickly glanced over Yun Luo's face with feigned shyness.

"A Luo, you're giving me this, does it mean... you have feelings for me?"

His face was pale, but his lips were as vibrant and tender as dew-kissed flower petals, making one want to kiss them.

Yun Luo felt as if she had been ensnared by a Beguiler Technique, her heart racing.

Shen Qichen looked tall, yet he possessed a charm that made one want to push him down.

She wondered if his eyes would turn red and shed tears when he was pinned down and thoroughly ravaged.

She quickly shook her head, clearing the junk from her mind, and said with a serious expression:

"Don't misunderstand. I just thought you liked chest chains and wanted to make up for your regret."

As she spoke, she reached out, "If you don't like it, you can return it and I'll get you something else."

Shen Qichen, however, quickly put the chest chain away.

"It's fine. Since it's A Luo's kind gesture, how can I exchange it?"

Yun Luo withdrew her hand, a little mischievous thought forming in her mind.

"I'm glad you like it. Most people don't know how to wear this chain. If you need help, you can ask me."

Although Shen Qichen's cultivation was low, he was truly beautiful.

She couldn't Dual Cultivate with him, but feasting her eyes was also good.

How could Shen Qichen not understand her little thoughts? He pretended to be embarrassed and turned his head.

Yun Luo: So pure.

Shen Qichen spent lavishly at Yun Que Pavilion, buying all sorts of trinkets and Pills as he pleased.

He bought so much that his Qiankun Pouch was overflowing.

Yun Luo estimated her commission would be over two thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones.

"Shen Qichen, I'll see you off here. I'll return to the sect first. See you tomorrow."

After leaving Yun Que Pavilion, she escorted him to the door of his guest room and waved goodbye.

Shen Qichen watched her leave. The smile faded from his face the moment he closed the door.

The Qi Yuan Pearl was indeed on her.

When he entered the Secret Realm this time, he had intended to retrieve the Qi Yuan Pearl, but he was a step too late, and someone else had taken it first.

At that time, he had sensed two people's auras inside the cave, and one of them belonged to Yun Luo.

The Qi Yuan Pearl could allow him to reshape this frail body. He had sought out Yun Luo today precisely to see if the pearl was on her.

Unfortunately, the pearl had merged with her Dantian.

If he forcibly extracted it, Yun Luo would likely die.

"Forget it... cough cough..."

He covered his mouth with his hand and sighed deeply, "This is also her opportunity. I'll think of another way."

The next day.

Yun Luo came to find Shen Qichen early in the morning.

She took out a net of small fish, each about three fingers wide.

"This is a specialty of our Hehuan Sect, Mirage Cod. Its flesh is tender and can relieve coughs. Elder Qingheng specifically asked me to bring it to you."

Shen Qichen was wearing black robes today. The style was simple, without excessive embellishments, yet it made him appear relaxed, unrestrained, and otherworldly.

He curved his lips, "Thank you, A Luo."

Yun Luo sighed inwardly, What a male demon.

Chapter 42: Someone's Here, Someone's Having Wild Sex (Page 2/2)

"Mirage Cod tastes best when fresh. I'll take you to the woods outside the city. There's a type of pine branch there. Food cooked over a fire made with it has a special fragrance."

"Okay."

Shen Qichen closed the door and went with her outside the city.

Once outside the city, Yun Luo quickly gathered enough pine branches. Shen Qichen had already cleaned the fish scales.

Just as they were about to start a fire, Yun Luo realized she had forgotten a pot.

"I forgot the pot. Wait for me, I'll go buy one in the city."

"No need to trouble yourself."

Shen Qichen stopped her, and a faint spiritual energy lit up his fingertips, faintly glowing golden.

Soon, countless metal fragments appeared before Yun Luo's eyes. They danced like petals, brilliant and dazzling, finally condensing into the shape of an iron pot.

Yun Luo touched the golden pot.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Creating a pot seemed to have used up all the spiritual energy in Shen Qichen's dantian. His face turned even paler.

"I have the Golden Spiritual Root. This move is called Flowing Blade Thousand Flowers."

"You have the Golden Spiritual Root?" Yun Luo's voice suddenly became louder, and cultivators in the distance looked over at the two of them.

She lowered her voice, her face full of disbelief.

"Are you serious?"

The Golden Spiritual Root was a good seedling for body cultivators, who were often very burly.

She heard from the senior sisters in the sect that male cultivators with the Golden Spiritual Root had extraordinary talent and were tough and enduring like metal.

But looking at Shen Qichen...

It was hard to describe.

"Of course, I'm serious," Shen Qichen looked at Yun Luo meaningfully, "and it's Heavenly Grade."

Yun Luo clutched her chest, feeling like she had been hit hard.

How could he be a Heavenly Grade Golden Spiritual Root? But he was only at Foundation Establishment, and he was so sickly. It was questionable whether he would even live to the Nascent Soul stage.

On the Beauty Picture Book Mu He gave her, there were only three Heavenly Grade Golden Spiritual Roots above the Nascent Soul stage.

And these three, their looks could only be described as having regular features.

There was no helping it. Who could blame the Golden Spiritual Root for having extraordinary talent and great needs in that regard?

It was already difficult to find three young, not ugly, and still virile ones.

Seeing her distressed look, Shen Qichen's mood greatly improved. He even felt his energy and spirit become more abundant.

He had cultivated for ten thousand years, and it had been a long time since he had amused someone like this.

Interesting, very interesting.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Shen Qichen's pills were refined.

Qingheng diagnosed him again and instructed Yun Luo to escort him down the mountain.

He had already booked a flying boat and only needed to be taken to the city gate of Xiaoyao Town by sword.

Yun Luo could now ride her sword skillfully, but for some reason today, the sword flew crookedly whenever it encountered air currents.

"Shen Qichen, hold on tight! Don't fall off!"

Yun Luo tried her best to control the balance of the sword, but the Black Iron Sword still jolted.

Shen Qichen wrapped his arms around her waist, wishing he could stick to her.

"Don't worry, A Luo. Although I'm weak, I'm not so weak that I can't even hold onto a person."

As soon as the words fell, another gust of airflow struck.

This time it was more urgent and fierce than before. Yun Luo swayed, her connection with the Black Iron Sword directly severed.

The Black Iron Sword plunged straight into the forest, snapping branches.

Both of them landed, and even though the height was only about thirty feet, they were thrown into a sorry state.

"Ptooey!"

Yun Luo spat out leaves from her mouth and turned to look at Shen Qichen, only to find him completely unconscious.

She rushed forward and patted his face.

"Shen Qichen, are you alright?"

Shen Qichen slowly woke up. Like a scroll unfurling, Yun Luo's gaze met his eyes, which shone like stars.

"Hiss..."

He cried out in pain and hugged Yun Luo.

"It hurts so much, I can't walk."

Yun Luo wanted to check his injuries, but he held onto her, refusing to let go.

He looked thin, but he wasn't light. Yun Luo tried to get up several times but failed, instead being pulled down to the ground by him.

The two of them rolled in the broken branches and fallen leaves, like infatuated lovers having their way in the wild.

"What are you two doing?"

Just then--

"Whoosh!"

A sharp sword energy attacked. The majestic sword intent, like a feudal parent breaking up a couple, forcefully pushed the two apart.