“Senior Sister Yuyan, where are we?!”
Chu Feng had been brought by Bai Yuyan to a towering pavilion, so tall he couldn’t see the top.
People bustled in and out, and a sign above the entrance displayed three twisty characters. Chu Feng glanced at them. Yep, he didn’t recognize a single one.
Bai Yuyan blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled gently as she said, “This is the Technique Pavilion. Junior Brother, you haven’t settled on your main cultivation technique yet, but you still need to learn some spells. Come with me!”
Then, once again, Chu Feng found his hand being pulled as Senior Sister Yuyan led him inside the pavilion.
As soon as they entered, the place was packed. It felt like an absolute sea of people. Chu Feng had expected to be the center of attention since Senior Sister Yuyan was that beautiful, but strangely enough, it was as if no one even noticed them. Not a single glance came their way.
Seeing Chu Feng’s puzzled expression, Bai Yuyan explained, “I used a secret technique to conceal our presence. With their cultivation level, they won’t be able to detect us. This way, Junior Brother.”
She guided Chu Feng through the crowd, turning here and there, until they reached a corner of the building. Oddly enough, this spot was almost deserted.
Chu Feng glanced around. Only two or three people were nearby. It was a stark contrast to the packed hall they’d just passed through.
“What kind of spell would Junior Brother like to learn?”
Bai Yuyan asked.
“Hmm… is there a spell that turns stone into gold?”
Since childhood, Chu Feng had always longed for this ability to turn anything he touched into gold. If possible, he’d even buy a dog collar, touch it to turn it into solid gold, hang it around his neck, and instantly have the look of a nouveau riche.
“There is such a spell, but Junior Brother, why would you want to learn it? In the cultivation world, only weak sects or low-level rogue cultivators use gold for trade. We all use spirit stones.”
She couldn’t understand why her junior brother was so obsessed with gold. In his past life, he had even forged a golden sword, calling it something like a “Curry Stick”? He even claimed it was a holy sword?
“In that case, I’ll learn this one first. Senior Sister Yuyan, which book has the related spell?”
Chu Feng was already rubbing his hands in excitement. No matter what, he wanted to fulfill his wish from his previous life.
Bai Yuyan’s beautiful eyes swept across the shelves until they finally locked onto a spot by the wall. She raised her arm, pointed in that direction, and said, “It should be over there.”
Following her finger, Chu Feng spotted it. Indeed, it looked completely different and golden in color, radiating the aura of wealth.
Seeing her junior brother walking toward the designated spot, Bai Yuyan’s lips curved upward.
With a flick of her finger, a wisp of true qi shot into the wall.
“Many thanks, Senior Sister Yuyan.”
Chu Feng had just reached for the book when—crack!
A bad premonition welled up inside him…
In the next instant, a crack split open in the wall beside them, and a sudden suction force burst out. Chu Feng lost control of his body and was pulled inside.
“Ow, I—”
Before he could even finish, a graceful figure in white was sucked in as well and landed directly in Chu Feng’s arms.
Pfft—
The impact nearly made Chu Feng cough up blood on the spot.
Then, with another crack, the wall closed shut.
“Junior Brother, are you alright?!”
Bai Yuyan’s voice carried clear worry as her hands quickly moved over Chu Feng, as though she was checking for injuries.
“Cough, cough… Senior Sister Yuyan, I’m fine.”
Chu Feng hurriedly caught her slender hands before they went any lower. Any further and things might… get out of hand.
Right now, the two of them were squeezed into a cramped space, face to face. Chu Feng could feel Senior Sister Yuyan’s warm breath brushing against his face. It was faintly sweet in scent.
Thanks to his cultivation, his eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness, and the fragrance filling his nose made his heart pound even faster.
Pressed tightly against Chu Feng, Bai Yuyan’s cheeks flushed red. It was her first time being this close to her junior brother…and in such a cramped space no less.
Listening to his heartbeat, breathing in his scent, she couldn’t help but wish that time would just… slow down.
Sensing Chu Feng’s constant shifting, Bai Yuyan softly asked, “Junior Brother, is my body too stiff? Am I pressing against you?”
“N-No, not at all! On the contrary, Senior Sister Yuyan, you’re soft and… fragrant…”
The truth was, Chu Feng’s restless movements were because his senior sister’s allure was simply too much. Not only was he experiencing her breathtaking curves and the comfort of being so close, but her delicate skin felt impossibly smooth against him.
If he didn’t keep adjusting his “trajectory”, he was afraid he’d embarrass himself.
“Senior Sister Yuyan, do you know what’s happening here?”
All he had done was touch that book. How had they ended up inside this place?
“I’ve heard some elders mention this before. When the Technique Pavilion was first designed, they built hidden compartments like this. If the sect ever faced a crisis, disciples could hide inside them.”
As Bai Yuyan spoke, her warm sweet breath brushed against Chu Feng’s face. The two were pressed so closely together that Chu Feng felt that if he leaned forward even the slightest bit, he would sink straight into an endless sea of tenderness.
“Then… how do we get out?”
Chu Feng felt that every passing second was a test of his willpower….and he was quickly losing it!
If this kept up, others might pass by their doorstep three times without entering, but he was practically rubbing up against the door and still not going in!
“There’s only one way, and that’s by using a special kind of true qi. But…”
A tempting blush appeared on Bai Yuyan’s fair cheeks, though the space was too dark for Chu Feng to notice.
“But what?”
Chu Feng pressed her for an answer.
“But… it requires both of our true qi to merge together.”
As she said this, Bai Yuyan seemed hesitant, as if it took immense courage just to speak the words.
“True qi fusion? Senior Sister Yuyan, how do we do that?”
“Junior Brother… do you really want to go through with this?”
“Of course.”
If they didn’t, Chu Feng wouldn’t just be disrespecting his master; his senior sister might not escape unscathed either.
“Mmph!”
In the next instant, Chu Feng’s eyes flew wide open. His lips were met with a moist, soft, and springy sensation.
That feeling… it was unmistakable. He was being kissed by Senior Sister Yuyan again.
What the heck?! What’s going on?!
Chu Feng’s mind went completely blank. Wasn’t this supposed to be true qi fusion?
At some point, Bai Yuyan’s arms had wrapped around his neck, holding him close.
Just as Chu Feng reeled in shock, a surge of true qi entered his body….but it wasn’t his. It was from Senior Sister Yuyan!
Could this… really be what they meant by true qi fusion?!
Chu Feng didn’t dare hesitate. He quickly began circulating his own true qi, allowing it to intertwine and merge with hers.
And then—
Crack—
A familiar sound echoed through the space. The wall shifted, and light poured in.
“Haha! I knew there had to be a hidden compartment here! Let’s see what treasure Liu Zhitong just discovered!”
An excited voice rang out. Liu Zhitong rubbed his hands together eagerly as he peeked into the hidden chamber…only to freeze on the spot.
There were people inside?! And that guy. Wasn’t that Brother Zhang?!
As for the woman… he didn’t recognize her, but just from her back alone, he could tell she was a total beauty.
But what truly stunned Liu Zhitong… was that Brother Zhang was locked in an intense embrace with this woman and kissing her passionately!!
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