As soon as the secret technique began circulating, Nie Caizhu felt a strange emotion burst forth from her heart, like a seed sprouting and extending tender shoots as it grew wildly.
Shen Luo sensed it as well within the Consciousness Sea and immediately cooperated by circulating the secret technique's mental formula.
It would have been better if he had not circulated it. The moment he did, Shen Luo instantly felt the fire within him blaze even more fiercely. Yet at the same time, he felt a strange emotion spreading through his heart.
Neither of them could describe that feeling, but it made them both want to lose themselves in it.
Before they knew it, a clear radiance emanated from Nie Caizhu's body. Flowing light flickered behind her as two gorgeous Butterfly Wings extended outward. With every beat, glittering powder drifted down.
Nie Caizhu's expression was hazy, yet her eyes remained clear. The Dual Cultivation Secret Technique she was circulating never ceased. She slowly moved closer to Shen Luo—one blazing red like fire, the other skin white as frost—until they finally pressed tightly together.
A soft cry seemed to ring out. The Butterfly Wings behind Nie Caizhu folded together, wrapping their bodies like a colorful feathered cloak and playing a song of ice and fire.
Nie Caizhu was like a lone boat, tossed upon the sea for who knew how long, until she finally drifted into sleep in a daze...
When she finally awoke, she discovered that her clothes had already been properly put on. She was held against a broad chest by a pair of strong arms, her long black hair hanging loose through the gap between those arms like a waterfall.
Hearing the powerful heartbeat within that chest, she finally let go of the worry she had been