How to put it? For a red-blooded grown man, it was sheer torture.
Yet he truly couldn't bear to push her away.
That night was agonizingly long.
Ning Xiang was awakened by a rumbling peal of thunder.
She opened her eyes and found herself nestled in Mingyuan's arms.
Ning Xiang raised her uninjured leg and kicked him away.
Mingyuan woke in a daze.
That utterly shameless Ming Old Dog! He actually took advantage of me while I was asleep!
Mingyuan thought, Who exactly was taking advantage of whom?
Mingyuan carried her to the cave entrance. It should have been morning by now, but black clouds roiled outside, without a single ray of light.
Moreover, the demonic qi outside was almost surging beyond the heavens.
"Looks like a demonic beast in the Ten Thousand Demons Cave is undergoing its tribulation."
Another flash of lightning lit the scene before them a brilliant white.
They were halfway up the mountain, facing another sheer cliff. Vines covered its stone face, but eerily, the fruits growing on those vines were shaped like skulls.
Ning Xiang said, "With thunder that loud, we're not about to get a downpour, are we?"
The moment she finished speaking, bean-sized raindrops came pelting down.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. It's only rain. As long as we don't get hurricane winds."
Immediately afterward, fierce winds sprang up, blowing Ning Xiang's long hair into disarray.
The two hastily retreated into the cave.
Cultivation seized the heavens' fortune and was, by its very nature, a journey against heaven. Even Dao cultivators struggled immensely to survive their tribulations; for demon cultivators and demonic cultivators, it was a hundred deaths for one chance at life.
Tsk. Ning Xiang could only silently wish that demonic cultivator good luck.
Violent winds and torrential rain raged outside. They couldn't