Chapter 14
Fei Xing returned to his room, feeling completely refreshed.
When the red light had flared up within him earlier, Fei Xing felt that the lust was no longer as unbearable as before. He didn't know if it was because his willpower had grown stronger, or because stepping onto the path of immortality had weakened the demonic flower's effect.
Since the demonic flower hadn't appeared this time, Fei Xing optimistically leaned toward the latter explanation.
The night was deep. Although his six senses were now open, Fei Xing had not yet reached the state of abstention, where one no longer needed food or drink, so sleep was still necessary.
He yawned and walked toward the bed.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed before his eyes, and he felt his mouth being covered.
He saw a graceful figure pounce on his back, covering his mouth with one hand and wrapping around his body in an extremely inelegant manner, like a giant octopus.
"Shh—!"
The person behind him waved a hand, setting up a soundproofing barrier, then climbed off Fei Xing.
Fei Xing turned his head to look.
"Master Yang Chun? What are you doing here?"
The newcomer was none other than Yang Chun.
Her hair was slightly disheveled, and there were smudges of dirt on her clothes and face from who knows where, making her look like a little wildcat.
The hair tie on Fei Xing's head was woven from the fur of her Qilin mount, which was how she had been able to pinpoint his location.
Coming to Penglai Immortal Island, she was like a fish returned to the sea or a bird released from its cage. After running wild on the island for a day, she secretly and quietly slipped into the building where the Lingsu Sword Sect was staying.
Who would have thought that all twenty-four rooms on the third floor would be occupied? Left with no other choice, she could only run to Fei Xing's room.
After all, she wasn't familiar with the others, and the three senior sisters she did know would never let her stay here. They might even drag her back to the sect on the spot.
"If you can be here, why can't I?" Yang Chun said, putting her hands on her hips. She reached out, grabbed a plump, juicy peach from the table, and started eating it.
Fei Xing asked, "Then, may I ask what business Master has with me?"
"It's nothing, really." Yang Chun leaned in and said mysteriously, "But don't tell anyone I'm here, got it?"
"I don't quite understand."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. Just remember not to say anything," Yang Chun said. "There are no other rooms, so I'm borrowing your bed for the night."
Fei Xing said, "Master, I have read that men and women should not be overly familiar. We are not well acquainted, how can we share a room?"
"It's fine, it's fine. Don't always believe what you read in books," Yang Chun said, waving her hand. "We'll just get to know each other now. Don't be such a stranger."
As she spoke, she yawned and lay down on Fei Xing's bed.
Fei Xing asked, "Does Master require sleep as well?"
Yang Chun said as a matter of fact, "The reason one doesn't need sleep is because one isn't tired. I've been wandering around all day and I'm exhausted, so of course I need to sleep!"
Fei Xing nodded. "I see."
He walked toward the bed.
Yang Chun opened her eyes and looked at him.
"What are you doing?"
"My cultivation is low, and my physique has not yet reached a state where it does not require sleep."
"You're not actually going to sleep in the same bed as me, are you!?" Yang Chun's eyes widened. "Sleep on the floor! Don't you know how to take care of the old, the weak, women, and children!?"
Fei Xing thought about it seriously and said calmly, "Master's cultivation is higher than mine, so you are not weak. You are unmarried and not a child, so you are not a woman or child. This... could it be that you are advanced in years?"
"You're the old one! I'm definitely younger than you!" Yang Chun sat up and retorted, her little face flushing red like an angry kitten.
Although she often teased her senior sisters about their age, when the same was applied to her, her anger was not one bit less.
Fei Xing said, "I truly do not know my own age."
"I don't care!" Yang Chun simply stretched out her limbs, occupying the entire bed.
Fei Xing said helplessly, "Master..."
"I'm not listening!"
"At least wipe your face before you sleep."
...
After freshening up, Yang Chun sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Fei Xing.
Fei Xing was sleeping on the floor.
Without a pillow, he could only lie on his side, using his arm as a cushion for his head.
Seeing him like this, Yang Chun couldn't help but feel a pang of pity and guilt.
But she couldn't possibly let him sleep in the same bed as her, right?
Although he did seem like a gentleman...
Yang Chun wrestled with her thoughts for a long time before finally speaking:
"Fei-Fei Xing."
"What is it, Master?"
"You, you..."
Yang Chun felt her face grow warm. The words were on the tip of her tongue, but what came out was—
"Did anything interesting happen to you recently? Tell me about it!"
"Interesting things?"
"You know, fun things!"
"I have been in cultivation recently, so I've had much less time for reading. Therefore..."
"Ugh, not from books! I mean things that happened to you or around you!"
"This..."
Seeing Fei Xing remain silent for a long time, Yang Chun said, "Happy things are fine too! You must have some of those, right?"
Happy things?
Fei Xing thought back carefully.
Previously, when he learned that a demonic artifact was housed within him, Yu Shuang had said she would teach him immortal arts. When he realized he might not have to die after all, he was indeed very happy.
But this concerned the demonic artifact; the more he said, the more mistakes he could make. It was better not to speak of it.
Fei Xing said, "It seems there are none."
"Nothing at all?" Yang Chun sighed. "Alas, it seems you're just as bored as I am every day."
She changed the subject, saying cheerfully, "But today I finally made it to Penglai Immortal Island! Let me tell you, I saw a huge beast earlier, as tall as a building, with ears like cattail fans, a nose as long as a whip, and two tusks several meters long..."
Fei Xing asked, "Was it a Giant Elephant?"
Yang Chun blinked. "What Giant Elephant?"
"I've read about it in books. It's a type of immortal beast from the southwestern immortal mountains, and it matches your description exactly. They live in herds, eat immortal fruits, and although they look ferocious, they are actually quite gentle."
"Oh." Yang Chun paused, then continued, "I also saw a kind of bird, like a golden eagle with horns, and its cry was ridiculous. Guess what it sounded like? A crying baby!"
"That would be a Gu Diao," Fei Xing said. "Although they are birds, they eat humans and are extremely dangerous. However, they are quite rare."
Hearing this, Yang Chun was silent for a moment, then said, "There was also a strange ox with four horns, eyes like a human's, but ears like a pig's."
"That is a Zhu Huai," Fei Xing said. "Its cry is like a flying wild goose. Although its appearance is strange, it can actually be domesticated, and its meat is delicious, suitable for both steaming and roasting."
"You..." Yang Chun's voice changed.
"Hm?"
Yang Chun sat up, annoyed, and said:
"How do you know everything!?"
Seeing this, Fei Xing also sat up, not understanding what he had done to anger her.
"This... it is written in the books."
"You're coming with me to explore around tomorrow, I refuse to believe you know everything!"
"I truly know very little, and I must stay by Master Yu Shuang's side. I cannot leave."
Yang Chun asked, "Why can't you leave?"
Fei Xing said, "Because... Master specially brought me out. How could I only think about playing?"
"You're no fun." Yang Chun snorted, lay back down, waved her hand to extinguish the lamp, then turned her back to him, sulking.
After some time in the darkness, Yang Chun suddenly whispered:
"If you're not comfortable sleeping down there, you can come up. The bed is big enough anyway..."
Even though the words were out, her heart was still conflicted.
"Sigh, wai—!"
She turned over, about to take her offer back, only to see that Fei Xing was already lying down on the edge of the bed.
"Hm?"
Fei Xing turned to look at her.
Sharing the same bed together, their elbows touching and being at such a close distance, Yang Chun could even smell Fei Xing's scent.
In the dim light, she felt her cheeks grow hot.
"It's nothing... You, you behave yourself. Don't move around!"
Feeling her heart flutter, Yang Chun couldn't help but shrink a little further into the bed.
If he dares to move around, I'll kick him off!
Thinking that Fei Xing was only at the Opening Awareness realm, Yang Chun felt a little more at ease.
Fei Xing said seriously, "I believe I sleep quite soundly."
Although objectively there seemed nothing to worry about, how could Yang Chun possibly sleep with a young man lying beside her?
And he was so handsome, at least Yang Chun had never seen a man whose looks could compare to his.
Because their lifespans was limited, cultivators valued their realm more and paid less attention to such matters than mortals, but she was in the prime of her youth. Having followed Sect Master Liu Xi for many years, living deep within the Lingsu Sword Sect with no contact with men, her mind couldn't help but wander.
What if he tries to take advantage of me while I'm asleep?
Although he can't beat me, what if he threatens me? What if he says he'll tell my martial aunts that I'm here if I don't comply?
Due to cultivating immortal arts, although Yang Chun who was at the Golden Core stage, was no longer a young girl in terms of age, her thoughts and experiences had not really matured.
The more she thought, the more afraid she became,and the more chaotic her thoughts grew. She felt as if the eyes behind her were staring at her with malicious intent!
"Caw!"
A cold crow suddenly cawed outside the window. Yang Chun jumped in fright, mobilizing the sword essence within her, and whipped around—
Only to see Fei Xing lying on his back, sleeping soundly.
Yang Chun breathed a sigh of relief, a hint of disappointment she herself didn't notice flashing through her heart.
Why are you falling asleep so fast, are you a pig or something!
As she thought this, looking at Fei Xing, she reached out and covered his nostrils.
"Pff—"
Air escaped from Fei Xing's lips, and the sight made Yang Chun chuckle. She then covered his mouth as well.
Fei Xing's cheeks quickly puffed out. Yang Chun found it amusing, and after blocking his airway for a while, afraid of waking him, she finally let go.
She looked at her palm, where the sensation of Fei Xing's lips still lingered.
Then, as if she had found a fun toy, she reached out to poke Fei Xing's cheek, played with his lips for a bit, pinched his earlobes, her fingers sliding down his neck, and her thoughts began to subtly and silently change...
It's just a few touches. I already let you sleep in my bed, you won't lose a piece of flesh from a few touches…
Her fingertips paused at the base of Fei Xing's neck, feeling through his clothes for his collarbone, then moved to his chest. She pressed down a few times; a soft sensation came from her fingertips, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Aren't men's chests supposed to be hard? Does he not have any muscles?
She pressed Fei Xing's abdomen again; it didn't have the hard texture she had imagined either.
What a weakling!
If Fei Xing had been awake, he would have calmly told her: Muscles are soft when relaxed.
Yang Chun sat up, pulled Fei Xing's hand up, and pressed her palm against his, fingers to fingers.
Wow, they're so much bigger than mine!
Her fingertips traced circles in Fei Xing's palm, then poked the soft flesh of his shoulder and waist. After playing with his upper body, her gaze naturally drifted downward.
Below the waist, between the hips, lay a land of coiling dragons and crouching tigers.
Regarding this matter, Yang Chun's knowledge was even more limited compared to Yu Shuang. She had been in the Lingsu Sword Sect since birth, and no one in the sect would teach her about a man's body.
Nervous, apprehensive, curious, thrilled, and another emotion she couldn't identify were intertwined in her heart.
Just a touch, if it's just a touch...
Her fingertips unknowingly began to slowly extend in that direction.
"Hah..."
Yang Chun's breathing grew ragged, her heart beating faster in her chest, her fingertips hovering just above that spot.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. She opened her hand and reached down—
"Caw!"
The cold crow outside the window cawed again. Yang Chun jumped in fright, snatched her hand back, and lay down.
She breathed heavily, her delicate heart thumping as if it were about to leap out of her throat. She reached up and patted her hot cheeks, closed her eyes, and screamed in her mind:
What was I doing just now, ahhhhhh—
No, I can't let my mind wander. Sleep, just sleep!
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and forced herself to fall asleep.
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