Chapter 359: As If Being Sneakily Eaten

In Xia Xiaomeng’s bedroom, Lin Xun had been lying down for about half a month since his return.

During this half-month, Lin Xun had been lying in bed repairing his injuries and recovering his spiritual energy.

It had to be said that in the battle on Fuchen Continent, Lin Xun’s injuries had indeed shown signs of recurring.

But fortunately, it wasn’t too serious.

Although his current state didn’t allow him to take on everyone alone, taking on half of them as before was still no problem.

Just as Lin Xun intended to continue his healing exercises, his ears suddenly twitched as he heard soft footsteps.

Lin Xun quickly restrained the spiritual energy in his body and lay back on the bed.

Using the Secret Technique he had previously comprehended from the Great Dao, Lin Xun concealed all of his Realm and spiritual energy.

With a “click” sound.

The door opened, and a young girl wearing a golden-threaded dragon robe walked gracefully into the room.

As the girl stepped forward, her long, slender, and beautifully rounded legs were perfectly proportioned, her thin and smooth calves showed not a hint of slackness, complemented by her delicate, smooth, and jade-like icy skin and bones.

The trailing gown behind her slowly glided over the threshold, spreading out like a silk ribbon.

With his eyes closed, Lin Xun could feel her walking toward him step by step.

A light breeze blew in from outside, carrying the girl’s faint fragrance.

Lin Xun felt the girl turn and sit at the head of his bed.

Just by imagining it slightly, Lin Xun could picture the beautiful curves of the girl outlined by the dragon robe.

In the next moment, Lin Xun felt a pair of delicate, soft, and warm palms gently stroking his cheek, lightly brushing away the strands of hair near his ear.

At this moment, Lin Xun didn’t dare to move an inch.

“There are still three days before the applied Spell expires. We returned just in time.”

Looking at Lin Xun lying on the bed, Le Sha’s voice sounded from the side.

“Mm.”

The Empress of Qian Kingdom responded softly, continuing to stroke Lin Xun’s cheek, her gaze not leaving his face for a moment.

However, in the girl’s beautiful eyes, there seemed to be a flicker of disappointment.

Xia Xiaomeng leaned down gently and gave Lin Xun a tender kiss on his forehead.

Since Lin Xun was currently asleep in bed, the Empress of Qian Kingdom could do whatever she wanted to him.

“Alright, you don’t need to worry too much. Whether the rootless fruit was taken by your sister or by you, it’s the same.”

Seeing her Disciple’s disappointed look, Le Sha comforted her.

“Moreover, the Sand Jiao you brought back this time has excellent Aptitude and a very simple nature. If nourished with the dragon Luck of the mountains and rivers, and if she cultivates well, she might truly transform from a Jiao into a Dragon in the future and become a great help to you.”

“Xiaomeng knows.”

Xia Xiaomeng’s lips parted slightly; perhaps due to the exhaustion of the long journey, her thin lips were a bit pale.

“Master. That’s not what Xiaomeng is worried about.

It’s just that I didn’t expect the duel between Qingshang and that Lin Xun at the end of the Rootless Secret Realm to show such a gap.

I am clearly in the Golden Core Realm just like Qingshang, yet the difference is so vast, as if I couldn’t even intervene.

If this continues, how can I…”

She didn’t finish the sentence “How can I snatch Lin Xun from Qingshang’s hands?” Xia Xiaomeng bit her lip lightly.

The girl looked at Lin Xun lying on the bed, her eyes full of tenderness.

“In legend, the real power of the Immortal Emperor Body begins after the Nascent Soul Realm.”

Le Sha spoke slowly, “After the Nascent Soul Realm, it’s still unknown who will be stronger between you and Jiang Qingshang.”

“Furthermore, your sister’s talent is rare since ancient times, so it’s normal for there to be a certain gap between you and her now.

Besides, the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor Body is quite special.

Although you are currently following me to learn the methods of the Yin-Yang School and the Daoist school, Xiaomeng,

Ultimately, these are not the techniques most suited for your cultivation.

Even if we obtain the True Dragon Legacy, it might not be the most suitable Spell for you, Xiaomeng.

You need to integrate, to Master, to see the myriad laws of the world, and to create your own law.

This process will surely be hesitant and difficult.

But Xiaomeng, cultivation cannot be rushed. If you rush, you won’t see the path ahead clearly, and you won’t see your own heart clearly.”

“Master. I’m sorry.”

Having calmed down slightly, Xia Xiaomeng stood up and gave a polite bow to Le Sha, holding her skirt.

Actually, Le Sha had said these things before, and Xia Xiaomeng knew them.

It was just that in this Rootless Secret Realm, Xia Xiaomeng had truly seen for the first time—that her strength was still so insufficient.

So she was feeling a bit anxious.

“It’s alright.”

Le Sha gently stroked her Disciple’s long hair.

“Xiaomeng, since you entered the Rootless Secret Realm under the quota of the Yin-Yang School this time, the Yin-Yang School has already registered you.

Furthermore, because you are my only Disciple and the position of Great Minister of Fate happens to be vacant, they have decided to let you take on the role of Great Minister of Fate. What do you think?”

“Great Minister of Fate of the Yin-Yang School?” Xia Xiaomeng asked in confusion.

“Yes.”

Le Sha nodded.

“The Lesser Minister of Fate traveling with you this time was also a way to conduct an assessment of you and observe your performance in the Rootless Secret Realm.

After the Lesser Minister of Fate returned to the Yin-Yang School and reported truthfully, those people should have approved as well.”

Hearing Le Sha mention the Lesser Minister of Fate, Xia Xiaomeng couldn’t help but think of that girl who wore a veil and purple over-the-knee stockings and hadn’t said a single word.

Actually, Xia Xiaomeng had a very good impression of her.

Xia Xiaomeng bowed: “I will follow Master’s arrangements.”

Le Sha shook her head: “It’s not really an arrangement, and you don’t need to worry too much.

The position of Great Minister of Fate has been vacant for many years, and they’ve long grown used to it. Right now, you’re just holding the title and don’t need to perform any duties.

And with me here, no one dares to investigate your true identity.

Xiaomeng, you can do whatever you want.

However…”

Le Sha paused slightly, looking at her Disciple, and finally sighed, but decided to say it:

“However, the Yin-Yang School is too vast, and the Karma within it is very heavy. If something major truly happens to the Yin-Yang School in the future, I fear you will be drawn into it, Xiaomeng.”

Xia Xiaomeng smiled slightly: “Master told Xiaomeng that we Cultivators are responsible for our own Karma. From the moment we step onto the path of cultivation, we are entangled in Karma. If we are timid, how can we cultivate?”

“Mm, very good.”

Le Sha also smiled and nodded.

“In that case, from now on, you are the Great Minister of Fate of our Yin-Yang School. If I leave in the future, you will succeed me in my role as ‘Lord of the East’.”

“Yes.” Xia Xiaomeng performed the Disciple’s salute.

Le Sha looked at her Disciple.

Below one but above ten thousand, in the Yin-Yang School, second only to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was the Lord of the East—Le Sha, the Fire Consort, who gently patted her Disciple’s head.

The Fire Consort had thought she would never take a Disciple in this life.

Entrusted by a friend, she protected a hundred generations of the Qian Kingdom’s rulers.

She didn’t expect that she would actually take such a precious Disciple.

Perhaps, this could also be called fate.

Lying on the bed, Lin Xun listened to the conversation between Sister Mimi and Le Sha, feeling a bit confused.

Their later conversation was fine and understandable.

Since Sister Mimi had gone to the Rootless Secret Realm under the Yin-Yang School’s quota, she would naturally be noticed by them.

But what he didn’t expect was that Sister Mimi would directly become the Great Minister of Fate of the Yin-Yang School.

What Lin Xun expected even less was…

That this imperial palace enshriner, Sister Mimi’s Master, was at least the Lord of the East of the Yin-Yang School.

There were only nine people in the high-level management of the Yin-Yang School.

The leader of the Yin-Yang School—Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The Lord of the East.

The Left and Right Protectors.

And finally, the Lord of the Clouds, the Great Minister of Fate, the Lesser Minister of Fate, the Lord of the Xiang, and the Madam of the Xiang.

It had to be said that even if Sister Mimi only held a title, from the moment she agreed…

The Luck of the Yin-Yang School was already closely tied to Sister Mimi.

If the Yin-Yang School faced any great catastrophe in the future, Sister Mimi would definitely be affected.

But it didn’t matter.

Since he had heard it anyway.

He would keep an eye out and be careful, and he wouldn’t let Sister Mimi be harmed.

However…

Listening to Sister Mimi’s previous words…

Why did he always feel like Sister Mimi wanted to compete with Jiang Qingshang for something?

It even felt like Sister Mimi wanted to duel her own sister to decide who that thing belonged to.

What was that thing? Was it worth the two sisters fighting over it like that?

Just as Lin Xun was puzzled and truly couldn’t think of anything so important to Sister Mimi and Jiang Qingshang…

Suddenly, the next words made Lin Xun shiver.

“Master… I’m going to rest.”

Xia Xiaomeng’s face turned slightly red as she whispered softly.

Le Sha glanced at her Disciple, then at Lin Xun lying on the bed.

How could she not guess what her Disciple wanted to do?

At this moment, Lin Xun’s back was already breaking out in a cold sweat!

Lin Xun desperately hoped that Le Sha would stop Sister Mimi.

Otherwise, with a man and a woman alone, and him still in a “coma”…

If Sister Mimi did something to him, he wouldn’t be able to resist at all.

“Xiaomeng.”

Le Sha called out softly.

“Master.”

Xia Xiaomeng’s cheeks grew even redder as she interrupted her Master.

“Your Disciple knows. Don’t worry, Master, I will be mindful of the boundaries…”

Le Sha glanced at her Disciple once more, and finally, she could only pinch the bridge of her nose, pretend she knew nothing, and turn to leave.

Anyway, Jiang Qingshang would be entering the imperial capital tomorrow.

In a few more days, once Jiang Qingshang gave that rootless fruit to Lin Xun to consume, Lin Xun would return to the Zilin Holy Land to cultivate, and it would be truly hard for this girl to see him.

In that case, she would let this little girl be willful for once.

After all, this girl wouldn’t dare to do anything too excessive.

Hearing the room door close, Lin Xun swallowed hard.

He was very panicked.

In the next moment, before Lin Xun could react…

Lin Xun felt the girl’s soft lips on his forehead, and the faint fragrance of her body lingered around his nose.

“Xiao Xun.”

Xia Xiaomeng softly called Lin Xun’s name.

Soon, Lin Xun felt his lips covered by something soft.

Sweet and soft.

It took a full incense stick’s time before Xia Xiaomeng moved her lips away from Lin Xun’s mouth.

The moment Xia Xiaomeng moved her lips away, Lin Xun felt like his mouth was truly numb.

It seemed to have lost all sensation.

Next, Lin Xun felt his blankets being lifted.

Xia Xiaomeng lay on top of Lin Xun, her cheek pressed against his chest, holding him tightly.

Fortunately, Sister Mimi really just seemed to be holding him to sleep and didn’t plan on doing anything else.

Otherwise, even if it meant exposing himself, Lin Xun would have had to open his eyes.

As the night deepened, the bright moonlight jumped onto the windowsill.

In the room, the girl held her sweetheart, sleeping soundly on top of him, while Lin Xun’s body rose and fell slightly.

Lin Xun recalled how in his past life when he played, he would always…

So that night, Lin Xun couldn’t sleep.

Early the next morning, Lin Xun, who had finally managed to fall asleep, felt wisps of spiritual energy gathering in his Divine Sense.

Lin Xun knew this was Sister Mimi waking him up.

Lin Xun cooperatively opened his eyes slowly.

The morning sun shone down, falling between Xia Xiaomeng’s hair.

Strands of hair hung from the girl’s cheeks like willow branches, gently stroking Lin Xun’s face.

The girl’s eyelashes blinked softly, glowing with a lovely radiance, and her lively eyes held a gentle smile, like the waters of early spring.

“Sister Mimi…”

Lin Xun called out softly.

“Xiao Xun, it’s time to get up.”

Xia Xiaomeng was still lying on Lin Xun, the strap of her nightgown sliding off her shoulder, her exquisite collarbones small and perfect.

Her long legs kicked up and down, and her soft smile was soul-stirring.

At the same time, on the streets of the Qian Kingdom’s imperial capital, a young and beautiful woman caused the people on the street to look back frequently.

The girl’s hair was tied up, styled as a married woman.

The girl was holding a cute little girl by the hand.

The little girl didn’t seem to look very much like her “mother.”

But the little girl was very cute, and the mother was very beautiful.

So they must be biological.

“Are you Madam Lin, the family of Lord Lin Xun?”

A group of guards came up to the girl and cupped their hands in salute.

“Yes.” Jiang Qingshang nodded.

“We are the Imperial Guard of the Qian Kingdom, responsible for receiving Madam Lin. Please come with us, Madam Lin,” the guard said respectfully.

“Are we going directly to the imperial palace?” Jiang Qingshang asked.

“Madam Lin, Her Majesty said that you must be exhausted from your journey, so it is better to rest for a night first. Tomorrow, a palace maid will bring you into the palace.”

Hearing the guard’s words, Jiang Qingshang’s willow-like eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Sister knows I am a Cultivator, so why would she say I’m exhausted from the journey?

“That’s an Attendant Official, you know. He’s responsible for recording your sister’s daily life. Maybe even when she’s bathing or sleeping…”

Involuntarily, Jiang Qingshang remembered what Qu Ke had said to her.

“No, no.”

Jiang Qingshang shook her head.

Sister wouldn’t do that.

And how could Sister take an interest in my husband?

Furthermore, her husband wouldn’t do that either.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Qingshang calmed the absurd thoughts in her heart: “I’ll trouble you to lead the way, then.”

“Madam Lin, you’re too kind.”

The group of guards led Jiang Qingshang toward the Royal Guesthouse.

Yet for some reason, as Jiang Qingshang looked toward the imperial palace, her heart could not find peace for a long time.

It was as if…

Her favorite thing…

Was being sneakily eaten.