Talismans Manifest Myriad Laws, Proving My Immortality

Chapter 105: Revealing Feelings

Ye Xiao Qian hesitated for a moment but ultimately could not resist the allure of the Qi Gathering Formation. She stepped forward and sat cross-legged opposite Lu An.

The two were so close that their knees nearly touched, and they could even feel each other's breath.

Lu An paid no attention to this and focused solely on his cultivation.

In Yongning County, a storm was brewing as major forces began competing for control over the Extreme Secret Realm. Although the Three Talismans Dao Sect remained uninvolved, being the largest sect in Yongning County, it was inevitably drawn into the fray.

Even though he was heading to the capital of Da Qi to temporarily escape the center of the vortex, he would eventually need to return once the situation settled. Without advancing his strength, he would likely be of little help at that time.

Meanwhile, Ye Xiao Qian sat opposite him, feeling increasingly unsettled and unable to calm her mind.

Although they had experienced some things before, even moments of physical closeness, it was all accidental. She didn't know how to face Lu An now.

Back then, Lu An was merely a Qi Refining cultivator, while she was in the mid Foundation Establishment stage and a silver-ranked assassin of Lingfu Residence. The sect leader favored her greatly, treating her as his own, making their status difference quite vast.

Now, Lu An had become a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the early stage and even the direct disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Meanwhile, she was still in the mid Foundation Establishment stage, with little hope of contending for the position of Saint Son. The disparity between them had reversed, and she was now at a disadvantage.

Although the failure in the quest for the Saint Son position was due to Lu An, she couldn't bring herself to hate him. The warmth she felt from Lingfu Residence and the people there was unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Feeling the unique aura from Lu An and recalling that wonderful night, she became even more distressed, and even her True Qi began to run chaotic.

When she finally came to her senses, it was already too late. Her True Qi was in disarray, completely out of her control, rampaging within her body.

She felt a sweetness in her throat and a trickle of blood at the corner of her mouth, her body swaying unsteadily.

Noticing the chaotic aura, Lu An opened his eyes. Seeing Xiao Qian with blood at her mouth and a pale face, he realized it was a sign of a cultivation deviation.

He quickly moved to support her and asked with concern, "What happened?"

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Ye Xiao Qian tried to suppress the internal injury and shook her head slowly. "I accidentally made a mistake in my cultivation. I'll be fine after resting for a while."

Lu An frowned slightly. He placed his fingers on her pulse and then pointed to several of her acupoints to carefully sense the situation, including some private areas.

This time, Ye Xiao Qian said nothing and merely watched as Lu An treated her.

After a while, Lu An finally sighed in relief and said, "Fortunately, you stopped your cultivation in time. The injury isn't severe. With a week of rest, you should recover."

"But it was still too dangerous. During cultivation, the greatest taboo is distraction. You must be more careful in the future."

Ye Xiao Qian didn't respond but felt a sweet feeling in her heart.

In the following days, Lu An took care of her whenever he wasn't cultivating. Xiao Qian's injury had healed, but she found herself enjoying being cared for by Lu An and continued to lie in bed pretending to be unwell.

One day, as Lu An was helping her with her grooming, Xiao Qian watched him meticulously attending to various tasks and suddenly gained some insight.

She reached out to grab Lu An and wanted to say something but couldn't bring herself to speak.

Lu An, puzzled, asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Xiao Qian thought to herself, "I, Ye Xiao Qian, have never been indecisive. Since I understand my feelings, I should be proactive. Why is it that now, when the person I'm interested in is right in front of me, I'm being so hesitant?"

Displeased with her own behavior, she was gathering the courage to express her feelings when a knock sounded at the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

She raised an eyebrow, her words caught in her throat.

Lu An's spiritual sense stirred, and the figure outside appeared in his mind.

"Why is she here?"

He walked to the door, opened it, and greeted the visitor with a slight bow. "Greetings, Miss Li."

Standing at the door was Li Li from the Dan Hall. She had changed her appearance, her ponytail standing high, dressed in a red robe, and her delicate face exuded a commanding presence.

Seeing Lu An open the door, she smiled slightly and said, "I've long admired Brother Lu's reputation and came specifically to pay my respects."

Ye Xiao Qian, upon hearing this, did not use the same method of transmission as before but was instead lost in thought, unsure of what she was contemplating.

Lu An did not move aside and showed a hint of hesitation.

"Brother Lu, is it inconvenient for you?"

Li Li glanced into the room and saw a beautiful maid lying on the bed, which made her feel both surprised and uncertain.

Lu An merely nodded and did not say more.

"Since it's inconvenient for you, I'll come back another day," she said, bowing slightly before turning to leave.

When Lu An returned to the room, he found Xiao Qian already sitting up on the bed.

"Is your injury healed?"

Ye Xiao Qian did not answer but instead changed the topic, asking about Li Li.

"A beautiful woman comes to visit, and you didn't invite her in?"

"What are you talking about? With your injury like this, I didn't have the mood to chat with her," Lu An replied.

Ye Xiao Qian felt a bit of sweetness in her heart and did not say more. For a while, they both fell silent.

After a moment, Ye Xiao Qian suddenly looked up and asked Lu An, "Lu An, do you know my feelings?"

Lu An was taken aback, his mind blank as he didn't know how to respond.

It seemed that Ye Xiao Qian was not giving him a chance to answer. She took a step forward and pressed her soft lips against his, silencing him.

The two of them fell onto the bed, and Lu An felt a surge of heat in his heart, but he still managed to glance at the door and stammered, "Um... the door isn't closed yet!"

Ye Xiao Qian brought her fingers together, making a gentle motion. A soft breeze closed the door slowly.

Her green lotus robe was shed, revealing a snow-white lotus core.

For a time, the scene was filled with endless spring beauty, with the moments flowing one after another.

...

The intense interaction lasted an entire day. Both of them, being cultivators, grew more vigorous as they continued.

Eventually, they fell asleep in each other's embrace, satisfied.

The next morning.

Lu An slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and full of energy. Even his cultivation level had increased a bit.

He was amazed, not expecting such benefits.

At this moment, Ye Xiao Qian approached with a bowl of hot porridge and placed it in front of him.

Seemingly understanding his thoughts, she explained, "The joy of intimacy can indeed enhance both parties' cultivation, but I didn't expect it to increase so much."

"It's said that the Hehuan Sect has a wonderful method that relies on such intimate matters to enhance cultivation. The increase in my cultivation feels comparable to that method."

Lu An was puzzled. Was the increase so significant? Why did he only gain a small amount? Was there a difference in treatment?

Before he could speak, Ye Xiao Qian continued, "Since you worked hard last night, this porridge is specially made for you this morning. Try my cooking!"

Seeing her gentle demeanor, Lu An suddenly pulled her into his embrace.

"There's no rush to eat the porridge. I've been pondering and found some moves that need improvement."

"Come on, let's test them out!"

The wooden bed began to creak again. Fortunately, there were restrictions in place to avoid disturbing others. The bowl of white porridge was left on the table, initially steaming hot, but eventually cooled and congealed into a lump, forgotten and unattended.