Nourishing My Meridians for Me

"Let go of me!"

The boy's headache-inducing voice rang out in the room.

"I won't!"

Xiao Xun'er had latched onto Xiao Qian's back like an octopus at some point, her little hands gripping his neck tightly like tough vines, and her legs clamped around his waist just like a stubborn little pendant.

"I'm not going to look for Xiao Yan anymore," Xiao Qian said helplessly.

He truly had no way of dealing with Xiao Xun'er; this little lass was like a plaster that couldn't be shaken off, clingy to the extreme.

"Well, that's more like it."

Hearing this, Xiao Xun'er finally released her grip and hopped back down onto the bed, her movements light and agile.

Xiao Qian turned back to look at her, his expression extremely bizarre.

Good grief, was she a transmigrator too? How could someone so young be such a wearisome pest!

Was this truly a dignified young lady of the Gu Clan? Her skin was outrageously thick.

He silently grumbled in his heart, finding Xiao Xun'er's behavior both exasperating and amusing.

"Spit it out, what exactly do you want from me?" Xiao Qian sat on the edge of the bed with an expression of utter helplessness.

"Heehee, I already told you. From now on, you will compensate me for my losses." The girl smiled brilliantly and engagingly, reaching out her small hand to tug at his sleeve and cooing coquettishly, "Help me nourish my meridians, won't you!"

Her eyes were bright and sparkling, filled with anticipation like twinkling stars in the night sky. That gaze seemed to possess a certain magic, making it difficult for anyone to refuse.

A breath choked in Xiao Qian's chest; he could neither spit it out nor swallow it back.

Previously, he only thought women were troublesome, but now he discovered that girls were even more troublesome!

"Nourishing meridians requires touching from top to bottom, are you sure?" His gaze swept across the girl's entire body, carrying a slightly teasing undertone as he attempted to frighten her into backing down in this manner.

However, he underestimated Xiao Xun'er's determination.

She promptly lay flat, closed her eyes, and declared, "Come on!"

Her slightly trembling eyelashes and tightly pursed little lips revealed nothing less than the tension and stubbornness deep within her heart.

Her hands clutched the quilt tightly as if it were the source of her final courage, able to grant her strength in this awkward yet thrilling moment.

Xiao Qian's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he extended his right hand and slowly grasped Xiao Xun'er's wrist.

Dou Qi surged forth from the Dantian encircled by golden chains. Flowing like a babbling brook, the Dou Qi emerged from the meridians of his palm and slowly seeped into Xiao Xun'er's body.

He focused his mental energy on the control of the Dou Qi. When all was said and done, this was also a method of utilizing Dou Qi; how to nourish the entire body using the absolute minimum amount of Dou Qi depended entirely on his manipulative prowess over the energy.

As his mind immersed itself, the Cultivation Mad Dragon Xiao Qian gradually drifted into a tranquil realm where self and surroundings were completely forgotten.

Within his spiritual perception, there was only this human body-where had been nourished and where had yet to be-leaving zero room for any other thoughts, nor did he know where his hands had moved.

His expression was focused and earnest as if he were performing a sacred ritual. Everything around him became entirely irrelevant; his world contained only the flow of Dou Qi and the nourishment of meridians.

"Mm..."

Xiao Xun'er was considerably more sensitive. Wherever his hands went, it felt as though that spot had been immersed in a hot spring.

His fingertips seemed to carry sparks, the places they passed tingling like crawling ants at first before transforming into rolling, warm currents that seeped straight into her bone marrow.

When the Dou Qi wandered across her joints, she even heard her own knuckles emit a crisp cracking sound.

The sensation was akin to every pore on her entire body cheering in unison, causing one to become intoxicated by it. Anyone loved a good spa treatment, and a little girl could not escape the temptation of such comfort either.

Yet as Xiao Qian's hands brushed past her petite limbs, pressed over her soft head, stroked her fair, tender neck, and finally began moving toward her chest, continuing all the way downward...

When the Dou Qi swept across her chest, Xiao Xun'er's fingers unconsciously clenched the edge of the quilt.

She suddenly recalled the admonitions of the Gu Clan Elder: A body of a thousand gold, how could it ever tolerate the touch of an outsider male!

Yet the ensuing warm current also made her throat itch, as if a little cat were scratching at it.

Xiao Qian's fingertips happened to graze a sensitive spot beneath her ribs, causing her to abruptly bite her lower lip while her fingernails scraped an imperceptible ripping sound into the brocade.

"Stop, stop..."

Her face was flushed red like a ripe apple, and she extended a slightly trembling little hand in an attempt to stop Xiao Qian.

Regrettably, Xiao Qian in work mode was not something human strength could halt, and the physique of the Ancient Void Dragon left her with no way to resist, forcing her to simply watch helplessly as those hands wandered across her chest, her lower abdomen, and... further still.

Her heart was filled with contradiction and entanglement; she both wished to enjoy this comfortable sensation and felt that doing so was somewhat improper, various complex emotions weaving together inside her.

What should she do if she suddenly regretted this?!

Xiao Xun'er's eyes went blank as she blankly stared at the ceiling, feeling an urge to cry with no tears to shed.

She felt as though she had fallen into a strange whirlpool from which she could not extricate herself, having no idea what she ought to do.

The moonlight on the window lattice quietly shifted from the eastern side to the western wall, and fine beads of sweat had already oozed onto Xiao Qian's forehead.

When his palm moved to her lower body, a night owl suddenly shrieked from outside the window, startling Xiao Xun'er's eyelashes into a violent flutter.

At that moment, outside the room, Ling Ying's dark figure appeared by the doorway, frowning deeply. "Why hasn't he come out yet? It has already been two hours, what is he still doing inside?"

As a fiercely loyal family retainer, he could neither interfere in the young miss's matters nor completely ignore them, and striking the right balance in all of this was exceedingly difficult.

The tips of his ears twitched slightly as he captured the rustling sound of friction between fabrics through the carved wooden door.

The moonlight stretched his shadow long across the bluestone pavement, his knuckles unconsciously rubbing against the texture of the poisoned dagger at his waist.

When a muffled thud of a bedpost lightly knocking came from within the room, his withered-tree-like eyelids jumped violently.

"I'll wait just another half an hour! Come what may, I'm going in then!" He silently resolved in his heart, completely unaware that things inside were already approaching their conclusion at this very moment.

"Swish."

As the very last spot of her body finished being nourished, Xiao Qian finally withdrew his hand, slowly exhaled a breath of white air, and opened his eyes. His gaze refocused, only to encounter the girl's blushing red face and her little body immediately curling back up under the cloud-like quilt.

"What's wrong with you?"

He scratched his head, feeling only perplexed as he failed to understand why Xiao Xun'er would react this way.

From his perspective, this was merely a routine session of Dou Qi nourishment; although the process was somewhat awkward, it was no big deal.

"Hmph."

The girl simply pulled the quilt up to cover her head as well, her heart filled with shyness and vexation as she had no idea how to face Xiao Qian.

She felt as though her face was burning as if set on fire, scorching hot, and she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Xiao Qian suddenly realized something, gave a soft chuckle, and said, "Let's call it a day for now, there's no need to continue after-"

"No!" Xiao Xun'er suddenly flipped the quilt back and sat up, her face flushed crimson. "We're continuing tomorrow night!"

Her gaze revealed firmness and persistence, as though she would not rest until her goal was achieved.

A strange thought lingered in her mind: she had already been touched everywhere, so if they gave up halfway, wouldn't that mean she'd been touched for nothing?!

She gripped the brocade quilt tightly, the tips of her ears so red they were practically on the verge of dripping blood.

This notion felt somewhat absurd even to herself, yet she simply refused to give up.

Xiao Qian wore a full forehead of question marks. What on earth was wrong with this girl? Clearly looking like someone who had suffered a massive loss, yet she was still this stubborn.

He simply could not comprehend Xiao Xun'er's train of thought and could only shake his head helplessly.

The two stared at each other for a while before Xiao Xun'er gradually proved unable to endure it first. She turned her head away again, lay back down, burrowed back beneath the quilt, and kicked her two little legs in resentment.

The Gu Clan had numerous rules, and ever since childhood she had been educated on the boundaries between males and females. She could not figure out what had happened to herself either, how she had managed to lower her bottom line so drastically for this fellow. She truly had no idea whether he would ultimately be subdued by her or if she would end up plunging headfirst into it...

Xiao Qian spared her a couple of extra glances. For some unknown reason, his mood became wonderfully cheerful, and humming a little tune, he stood up and prepared to leave the girl's bedchamber.

"Clack, clack."

Yet right at that moment, golden light flared within his field of vision.

Xiao Qian spun around abruptly, and sure enough, he saw another golden chain emerge once more from Xiao Xun'er's body. It rose into the air, circled around him, and abruptly shot into his body.

"What?"

He widened his eyes in astonishment. The difficult puzzle he had pondered over for half the night had actually achieved a breakthrough at this very moment.

Sure enough, that golden chain entered his Dantian without the slightest obstruction, and with a hum, it locked onto another one once more, seeming to activate itself.

Xiao Qian's gaze was bright, his entire body and mind captivated by this anomaly, and Xiao Xun'er was completely thrown to the back of his mind.

Ling Ying outside the door finally could not help wanting to go in and take a look, only to see Xiao Qian suddenly burst out rushing, sprinting back to his room with a flurry of swishes before slamming the door shut with a loud bang.

Leaving him all alone to flutter in the wind.

What on earth was going on here, why did it look so much like someone who had committed some bad deed and fled in a panic...

"Darn it! Bad guy! I hate you to death!!"

The sound of Xiao Xun'er's bashful and angry voice came from inside the room, intermittently accompanied by the rustling noises of a body rolling about on the bed.

She was both embarrassed and annoyed right now, venting all her emotions out on the bed.

"Gulp." Ling Ying's scalp went numb as if he had caught wind of some earth-shattering matter. He swallowed hard with difficulty, stepped forward to knock gently on the door, and lowered his voice. "Young Miss, should I capture him and bring him back?"

The commotion inside the room suddenly ceased, and it was a long time before the girl's heavily suppressed, gritting-teeth voice came through: "It's nothing, you may withdraw."

Ling Ying was silent for a moment before lowering his head. "Understood."

Once his figure dissolved into a black beam and vanished, a moment later, Xiao Xun'er was back to rolling around on her bed.

"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"

"To dare turn tail and run, so heartless! So indifferent! So utterly shameless!"

"Ahhh..."

The brocade quilt split open a small seam from the tearing, exposing the golden-threaded Gu Clan Clan Mark embroidered on the inner side.

Xiao Xun'er stared in a daze at that Clan Mark before suddenly grabbing a jade pillow and fiercely hurling it against the wall.

If her father were to find out...

She shuddered, her fingertips digging deeply into her palms, yet she tasted a trace of secretive euphoria within the pain.

That was a vibrant flavor she had never experienced throughout all these years of a regimented upbringing.

Unfortunately, Xiao Qian was destined never to know any of this.

Upon returning to his room, he couldn't wait to sit cross-legged on the bed couch, his five hearts facing the heavens, and quickly immersed his mind inward.

Within his body, only 7 Dantians now remained murky and dim, while the other two radiated a faint golden glow.

Xiao Qian pondered for a moment, guided the Dou Qi out from his original Dantian, and after making a circuit around the meridians of his entire body, injected it into the newly opened-up Dantian.

Hum! There was zero obstruction.

Joy surged in his heart as he felt he was one step closer to unraveling the mystery.