Chapter 137 : What If I Can’t Hold Back?
Chapter 137: What If I Can’t Hold Back?
Li Yunqing’s expression tightened slightly upon hearing this.
Wait until sister grows up!
Those words somehow carried the feeling of a lifelong promise.
However, she had already gained a vague understanding of this so-called reincarnation.
If reincarnation truly existed in this world, then this so-called rebirth was most likely cutting in ahead of someone else.
If reincarnation did not exist, then entering a body before life had fully formed probably did not count as killing.
Or perhaps, this was the true nature of reincarnation.
“Little sister, remember to wait for me!”
Yuan Qing held Li Yunqing and whispered softly by her ear, her tone filled with reluctance. “If you encounter things in the future, don’t only think of others.”
“You must never go to the Immortal God Forbidden Zone. It may not be a good thing—danger lurks everywhere.”
“In this vast world, you yourself matter the most. Don’t ever act foolishly.”
“Alright, take care, little sister. I should go now!”
Yuan Qing’s body suddenly rose into the air, leaving behind only a gentle warning.
“If it truly is three to five years later that the path beyond the Divine Realm is opened, those remnants of immortals and gods will likely all reappear!”
“In the future, there will surely be a glorious grand era. You must be careful!”
Watching Yuan Qing’s departing figure, Li Yunqing did not stop her, nor did she have any reason to.
She also understood Yuan Qing’s words—within a glorious grand era, Heaven’s Chosen prodigies would inevitably emerge in endless numbers.
Someone like her truly needed to be cautious.
After a long while, beneath the peach tree,
a soft murmur finally sounded from Li Yunqing’s lips: “Sister, take care!”
“Miss, the water is ready. Would you like to bathe now?”
As dusk approached, Xiaolan came beneath the peach tree and asked softly.
After several days of continuous fighting on the arena, the moment she returned, Li Yunqing had asked Xiaolan to prepare hot water and clothing.
Ordinary inner garments were somewhat burdensome to her now more sensitive body.
Naturally, she needed to change into better ones as soon as possible.
Fortunately, she cultivated and could absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so her consumption was not great.
Combined with the silver her father had given her before she left, she could even afford the finest silk fabrics.
“Mm. Let’s go!”
Li Yunqing nodded and walked toward the side room with Xiaolan.
Outside the Cloud Viewing Pavilion,
Lu Xingzhou also withdrew his gaze at the right moment. His expression remained as calm as ever, yet his eyes grew even more pure and sincere.
Beside him, Xun Fei hesitated before finally asking, unable to hold back, “Senior Brother, since you like Junior Sister so much, why are you unwilling to say it openly?”
She could not understand Lu Xingzhou’s mindset.
He clearly liked her deeply, yet never approached her or expressed his feelings.
Instead, he only watched from afar.
It was as if merely seeing Junior Sister’s figure was already enough for him.
This kind of affection felt far too humble.
A genius like Senior Brother was destined to shine brilliantly in the future.
He should not be so humble.
Lu Xingzhou paused slightly upon hearing this, glanced at Xun Fei, and spoke with great seriousness, “I don’t know what true affection should look like.”
“But I think… it’s like how I like the moon. I want to look at it every night, yet there is no need to tell the moon, because it does not shine for me alone.”
“Just like how I like flowers and grass, I don’t need to pluck their buds and place them in a vase for my own enjoyment, because they do not bloom for me alone.”
“Affection should not become a burden, nor should it become trouble.”
“I think… one should gain strength from affection, not exhaust one’s strength because of it.”
“Just like how I am always prepared—prepared to swing my sword with all my strength for her when she is in danger.”
“Even if that sword… might not be needed!”
After speaking, Lu Xingzhou turned and walked toward his room.
There was no resentment, no forcefulness—only purity, calmness, and unwavering resolve.
“Is this love?”
Watching Lu Xingzhou’s departing figure, Xun Fei felt somewhat lost.
If this was love, then where did all the unfulfilled love and painful separations in the world come from?
Or perhaps, people were all different, and so too were their forms of affection?
Inside the side room of the Cloud Viewing Pavilion,
misty steam rose and filled most of the room.
“Miss’s skin has become even better!”
Beside the wooden tub, Xiaolan scooped up hot water with a ladle and poured it over Li Yunqing’s shoulder.
“Splash…”
The water flowed down her jade-like fair skin,
passing over rising curves, crossing gentle valleys, and finally falling into the tub, splashing into ripples.
“Mm…”
Li Yunqing leaned lazily against the tub and responded softly.
Her skin had indeed become better and better.
Even the casual touch of her own fingers, arms, or legs allowed her to feel that tender smoothness and warmth.
At this moment, she could clearly feel the sensation of droplets sliding across every part of her body.
Picking up the scented soap, Xiaolan leaned forward, her hands gently massaging Li Yunqing’s body.
For some reason, that strange dream suddenly surfaced in her mind.
Her hands unconsciously moved toward a certain place.
“Mm!”
A soft sound suddenly escaped Li Yunqing’s lips.
It was as if she had wanted to cry out but had covered her own mouth.
“Miss… was I too forceful?”
Xiaolan’s body stiffened, her heart pounding wildly as she quickly asked.
“No, I just… accidentally bit my tongue!”
Li Yunqing responded instinctively, somewhat guilty, her words not matching her thoughts.
It was not that Xiaolan was too forceful, but rather that her body had become more sensitive.
She could not blame Xiaolan, nor could she explain it, so she could only make an excuse.
“You bit your tongue… Miss, are you craving meat?”
Xiaolan inexplicably felt relieved.
Although influenced by that dream, she had always used this amount of strength when bathing her Miss, and there had never been such a strong reaction before.
“Probably.”
Li Yunqing replied softly.
With the Pure Yin True Intent circulating and the Frost Sword Intent flowing through her body, she suppressed the abnormal sensations in her body and Yin Spirit.
Her clear mind was also stimulated.
It made her heart tranquil, unwilling to dwell on such thoughts.
All people had desires—she was no exception.
But some were controlled by desire, unable to escape it, while others could restrain it rationally.
Li Yunqing naturally chose the latter—using reason to restrain everything, never allowing desire to control her.
This sensitive physique might also serve as a form of tempering for her.
“Then I’ll buy some meat-filled pastries for Miss tomorrow?”
Xiaolan asked, her hands continuing to massage Li Yunqing.
However, whenever her hands brushed past certain areas, she noticed that her Miss’s slender waist would suddenly tense.
This discovery caused her movements to pause slightly.
Through the mist, her eyes fell upon her Miss’s face—it was flushed red, as if enduring something.
For some reason, an unprecedented, indescribable tension arose in Xiaolan’s heart.
Her heart pounded rapidly, yet her breathing unconsciously became softer, giving her the feeling of sneaking around, like a thief with a guilty conscience.
Yet this feeling also brought a strange sense of stimulation.
“Does this count as secretly teasing my own Miss?”
The moment this thought arose, Xiaolan felt her entire body tense.
Clearly, she did not wish to offend or disrespect her Miss, yet her hands refused to obey.
“Other places are fine, but not there!”
Xiaolan suppressed her thoughts forcefully, pretending nothing was wrong. Only when the water gradually cooled did she suddenly regain clarity.
“Miss?”
Looking at that flushed, delicate face within the steam, Xiaolan called out softly, “The water has gone cold!”
Hearing this, Li Yunqing’s slightly tense body instinctively relaxed.
Only then did she feel a faint fatigue in her body.
“Phew…”
After silently letting out a breath of relief, Li Yunqing inwardly scolded her own body.
It was just a bath—how could it react like this?
Was it trying to rebel?
If not for her strong willpower, she might really have cried out.
At that moment, a line of text suddenly flashed before her eyes.
“Yin Spirit: Major Completion (50%→51%)”
“Pure Yin True Intent: Initiated (40%→41%)”
“Ah?”
Li Yunqing froze, speechless for a long time, countless thoughts surging in her mind.
This… really was tempering?
“So what? It’s just desire. I can definitely restrain it!”
“This will temper an even stronger will—it is also a necessary path to becoming stronger!”
“There’s no need to fear!”
With this thought, Li Yunqing said, “I won’t bathe anymore. I’m a bit tired—you take over!”
After speaking, she instinctively circulated the Mingyu Divine Art, immersing herself in cultivation and no longer paying attention to the outside world.
“Mm!”
Xiaolan responded, bending down to lift her Miss and gently place her on the bed.
But upon seeing her Miss lying there,
Xiaolan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.
That body, perfect like a rare treasure, combined with such a defenseless posture—let alone men,
even she found her throat dry, unable to look away.
“I mustn’t act recklessly!”
“I mustn’t offend Miss!”
Xiaolan silently repeated this in her heart like a chant, picking up a towel and carefully drying the droplets on her Miss’s body.
Only after dressing her completely did she finally let out a sigh of relief.
The moment she relaxed, she suddenly felt her own clothes clinging tightly to her body.
“This…”
Xiaolan’s body stiffened slightly.
“This… what if I can’t hold back?”