Their gazes returned to the bridal chamber. The fluctuations of spiritual power were growing increasingly intense.
Inside the bridal chamber, Chi Yu and Xie Xiyi had indeed started fighting.
Even as Chi Yu sincerely professed his feelings, "Senior Brother Xuanji, I absolutely, absolutely like you, but I really can't!"
He formed hand seals to ward Xie Xiyi off.
Xie Xiyi's trousers had been torn to shreds in the fight, leaving only a scrap of cloth around his waist. His expression was thunderous. If he had been serious, how could he possibly have failed to pin Chi Yu down? He was merely holding back.
What should have been a natural consummation between two people in love had become one-sided coercion. It was deeply unpleasant.
Xie Xiyi could not help questioning his own appeal, yet whenever Chi Yu took a few extra looks at his body, his cheeks flushed scarlet. He hardly seemed un attracted to him.
Strange. Far too strange.
Xie Xiyi reached out and sealed Chi Yu's meridians. "Stop. No more fooling around."
Unable to use his spiritual power, Chi Yu snatched up the quilt, swiftly wrapped himself into a cocoon, and hid at the foot of the bed. His clear golden eyes gazed at Xie Xiyi with tender affection and pitiful pleading.
Xie Xiyi: "..."
His fury mounted layer upon layer, and his gaze grew particularly sinister, yet he still had to curve his lips into a gentle smile. "Since you're afraid, let's have spiritual communion instead."
With that, he released his divine sense, gently knocking at the gate to Chi Yu's spiritual realm and sending out a signal of desire.
Chi Yu had already suppressed his heart craving through sheer willpower and perseverance. More than half a month had passed since his last episode.
But for cultivators, spiritual