Ning Xiang gazed at Senior Brother's handsome, jade-like features. Someone as clear as a deep pool and pure as jade as he was-she was unworthy of sullying him!
The Thunder Qilin's words echoed in her ears again.
"He's in a very bad state. If his Divine Soul isn't repaired soon, his cultivation will certainly regress."
Senior Brother had ended up like this because of her.
In truth, Senior Brother had always been different in her heart.
From the very first moment he reached out his hand to her, their destinies seemed to have been bound together.
Unlike Junior Brother and Zhu Yu, Senior Brother could not clearly express what he wanted. He was always serene and easygoing, but whenever Ning Xiang turned around, he would be standing beneath the quiet moonlight, waiting for her.
"You fool."
Ning Xiang hesitated no longer. She cupped Senior Brother's face and rested her forehead against his.
The mingling of Divine Souls was purer and more intimate than the joining of bodies, an experience whose sensations came through with far greater clarity.
Senior Brother's Divine Soul was just like him, a fresh breeze beneath a bright moon. The moment Ning Xiang's Divine Soul entwined with his, she felt as though warm tides had enveloped her, soothing and comforting.
But then their Divine Souls collided again, and that wondrous, surging sensation made Ning Xiang tremble involuntarily. Even her breathing grew hurried.
With immense difficulty, she kept her consciousness clear, using her own Divine Soul to guide Senior Brother's and repair it little by little.
Su Lang felt a vibrant, ardent presence surround him like fire. It was an experience unlike anything he had ever known, and when her Divine Soul slowly withdrew, an emptiness opened in his heart.
He pursued her and entwined with her again,