Missing Thoughts Literature

Chapter 50: Yun Luo the Great Deceiver (Page 1/2)

"Fellow Daoist Yun, you know I cultivate the Ruthless Dao. Excessive contact with women might affect my Dao Heart. You, Fellow Daoist, have a free and easy temperament, are decisive and righteous, and are a person worth befriending. I don't want to fall out with you in the future..."

"So you don't want to dual cultivate with me anymore?"

Pei Yanqing looked at her for a long time, then lowered his eyes.

"Mm."

Yun Luo propped up her chin. She didn't feel disappointed; instead, she looked at him with a smile.

"Pei Yanqing, didn't you say that if something can be easily influenced, it means the Dao Heart was unstable to begin with?"

The arrow shot out months ago now struck the center of his brow.

His expression froze, as if he didn't know how to retort.

Yun Luo pressed her advantage.

"So, are you preventing future trouble, or have I already influenced you?"

Afraid of seeing her disappointed eyes, Pei Yanqing simply closed his eyes.

"It's just preventing future trouble. But if Fellow Daoist Yun needs it in the future, I, Pei, will still draw my sword to help."

Suddenly, her low sobs reached his ears.

His long lashes fluttered.

"Pei Yanqing, I've actually never told you, but my innate Spiritual Root is damaged. I must dual cultivate with a Heaven Grade Spiritual Root above Nascent Soul, or my cultivation will be difficult to advance, and I won't live past twenty."

Pei Yanqing's breath hitched. Could there be such a reason?

"But you also know that our Hehuan Sect is not well-regarded. If I were to find another Nascent Soul cultivator, I might even be refined into a cauldron."

"But you are different. You are a gentleman, of noble character, with a firm Dao Heart. You wouldn't do such shameless things, which is why I chose you."

Yun Luo pretended to cry while secretly observing Pei Yanqing's reaction. Seeing that he still hadn't opened his eyes, she wailed even louder.

"In the Secret Realm, Fellow Daoist helped me dual cultivate, allowing me to break through to Foundation Establishment. I saw hope, which is why I subconsciously wanted to invite Fellow Daoist to be a dual cultivation partner."

"I overlooked Fellow Daoist's feelings. You are a disciple of the Qinglian Sword Sect. It's already difficult enough that you don't fall out with me; I shouldn't have been so greedy."

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist. Our Hehuan Sect emphasizes mutual consent the most. I came today precisely to ask for your opinion. If you are unwilling, I naturally cannot force you."

"But you don't need to worry about me. My Master dotes on me the most. She won't watch me die. She has already found many young talents for me, and I'm sure I'll meet someone willing to extend my life."

After speaking, she stood up and "accidentally" dropped the scroll depicting the cultivation world's boy band.

The scroll hit the ground, and Pei Yanqing opened his eyes, seeing the half-unrolled picture.

On it were handsome young male cultivators.

Even his junior brother, Lu Jing, was there.

There were also some male cultivators he knew, whose reputations were not good.

Placed on the bottom row were what seemed like fallback options, choices made out of desperation.

They all said the female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were fickle and abandoned their partners, but Yun Luo was so innocent...

Pei Yanqing's thin lips pressed tightly together.

Just the thought of her dual cultivating with scum made his breathing tighten.

What if she were also bullied by the other party...

"Yun Luo!"

He suddenly spoke, raising his hand to activate the restriction outside the cave.

Yun Luo heard her name and forgot even the act of pretending to cry.

She quickly circulated her Water Spiritual Root, condensing two lines of clear tears under her eyes, then turned around.

"Fellow Daoist Pei, what do you mean by this?"

Seeing the tears on her face, an indescribable emotion crossed Pei Yanqing's heart.

It was a feeling he had never experienced before, a little bitter, a little sour, and a little painful.

After a long time, he sighed, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Are you really, Spiritual Root damaged?"

Yun Luo suppressed a giggle and nodded vigorously.

"Of course, it's true. The entire Hehuan Sect knows. If you don't believe me, just ask anyone, and you'll understand."

"I believe you."

He said, seemingly helplessly, rubbing his brow.

Chapter 50: Yun Luo the Great Deceiver (Page 2/2)

"I can help you dual cultivate, but..."

A blush crept onto his ear tips. "But, only through Soul Communication."

"No problem."

Yun Luo didn't hesitate, thinking that just "rubbing" was nonsense anyway.

"Then shall we start now?"

Pei Yanqing seemed to hear something absurd.

"Now?" Isn't that too rushed?

Her sudden change in attitude gave him the illusion that he had been tricked.

"Right now."

"Okay, I'll prepare."

Pei Yanqing had boarded a pirate ship and couldn't get off.

He could only close his eyes and recite the Heart-Clearing Formula several times.

When he opened his eyes again, there wasn't a speck of dust in them.

He raised his finger, and with a flick of his wrist, the pond cave, once filled with rubble, was restored to its pristine state.

Yun Luo touched her head.

"Um, we're not soaking in water this time."

She took out a formation plate and released the Spirit Gathering Formation stored within.

Then, she took out a very large bed and placed it in the center of the formation.

"All set."

This was the same bed from the secret realm.

Pei Yanqing recognized it at a glance, but perhaps because he had just recited the Heart-Clearing Formula, he didn't feel much fluctuation in his heart this time.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Yun Luo quickly adjusted her state and pressed her forehead against his.

In Pei Yanqing's Sea of Consciousness, the two souls intertwined again, wrapping tighter and tighter under the circulation of the cultivation method, as if they were about to merge into one.

Their body temperatures rose, almost melting each other.

The familiar tingling sensation swept through their bodies again.

Pei Yanqing clenched his fists, as if enduring something.

At the crucial moment of Soul Communication, Yun Luo couldn't help but hug him tightly, sweat dripping onto his neck, tracing its elegant lines before disappearing into his ascetic collar.

Her breathing grew rapid, as if she were suppressing something.

Pei Yanqing's heart rate suddenly quickened.

He had to divide his attention, entangling with her while simultaneously expelling distracting thoughts.

The tug-of-war between reason and desire put him in a state of extreme torment.

After the cultivation method circulated two cycles, a soft touch landed on his lips.

Yun Luo was kissing him.

He was still hesitating whether to push her away when her hand slipped into his chest.

This time, he successfully regained control of his body, gripping her shoulders and pushing her away.

"Calm down."

There was no blame in his tone. He formed a hand seal and entered Yun Luo's forehead.

Instantly, it was like a basin of cold water being thrown over her, a vast, cool energy sweeping through her body, extinguishing all her desires.

Yun Luo: "It can be like this?"

She took a few deep breaths, radiating a seductive fragrance from her recent indulgence.

Although it hadn't reached the final stage, the effect was still half as potent as physical intimacy.

"Thank you, fellow daoist," she said, her voice hoarse.

Pei Yanqing gave a faint hum and then said, "Give me a drop of your essence blood."

Fearing she might misunderstand, he explained, "I need to meditate and regulate my breathing, and I will temporarily seal off my perception of the outside world. I'll smear your essence blood onto the formation, and then you'll be able to freely enter and exit the cave abode."

"Okay."

Yun Luo cut her fingertip and gave him a drop of blood wrapped in spiritual power.

Pei Yanqing formed a few hand seals, and the essence blood merged into the formation. Yun Luo's Sea of Consciousness immediately gained a sense of the mountain cave.

After doing this, Pei Yanqing found a flat stone and entered a state of cultivation.

Yun Luo didn't want to return to the sect for the time being, so she sat on the jade bed and began to regulate her breathing, consolidating the scattered cultivation she had gained from their dual cultivation.

After half a day of meditation, she opened her eyes and saw Pei Yanqing sitting like a jade sculpture, exuding an aura of cold self-control.

She was full now and had no intention of teasing him. Instead, she took out a Myriad Talismans Treasure Mirror and began to study it.

Her Sea of Consciousness had expanded, and she wanted to try drawing talismans, adding another trump card for self-preservation in the future.