Qiao Muyi Under Suppression

"When exactly are you planning to go to sleep? We're taking the Shinkansen to Osaka tomorrow."

While Ren Suo was confessing downstairs, the bedroom upstairs was lively as well.

In the bedroom, Qiao Muyi lay on her side on the large bed, propping up her head with one arm as she complained softly.

Beside Qiao Muyi, Dong Chengling was sleeping. Her hands rested over her lower abdomen, her legs were pressed tightly together without the slightest gap, and even the towel blanket covering her was perfectly neat. Her sleeping posture was practically textbook-perfect.

Of everyone on the trip, Dong Chengling was probably the only one qualified to criticize Lin Xianyu's sleeping posture.

Dong Chengling kept her eyes closed and parted her crimson lips slightly. "I'm already asleep."

Qiao Muyi could not help but chuckle. She poked Dong Chengling's cheek. "Really asleep?"

No response.

She poked Dong Chengling's slender waist.

No response.

She tickled the sole of Dong Chengling's foot.

No response.

Qiao Muyi got out of bed without even putting on slippers, directly activating "Ghostly Walk V2.10D" and turning into a phantom image as she charged for the door!

Bang.

With a dull impact, Qiao Muyi crashed into a warm embrace, and a pair of soft yet powerful arms wrapped tightly around her.

"Fourth Cycle spell—Adamantine Lockdown!"

A pale golden radiance shone from Dong Chengling's fair arms. Qiao Muyi instantly felt her cyclones restrained by countless invisible chains. She could not circulate spiritual energy, could not cast spells, and even lost all strength throughout her body!

As a "lock" series of spells created specifically to target cultivators, Adamantine Lockdown had extremely demanding learning requirements, immense difficulty, and harsh activation conditions. It only worked through close contact with a cultivator's skin.

Yet once it took effect, the restrained cultivator became fish