Chapter 175 Perhaps, he would do the same...
Chapter 175 Perhaps, he would do the same...
Qi Jingshu used his spiritual power to fight someone because of some old grievances. His body had only just recovered a little, so he didn't care at all.
Xiao Jingshu's jealousy extends to a wide range of things; he even gets jealous when others express their feelings for him.
but......
If someone else had confessed their feelings to Jing Shu in front of him, he probably would have done the same...
Han Luo lowered her head and bit the Nascent Soul's lips. "If you reach the Nascent Soul stage sooner, I can announce to the world that you are my Daoist partner. That way, this situation won't happen again."
The nascent soul snorted and transmitted its voice to Jing Shu, who was cultivating inside the ancient jade, "Did you hear that? You're holding me back!"
Jing Shu remained with his eyes closed, sitting cross-legged in meditation, seemingly in a meditative state.
Seeing that Jing Shu ignored him, Yuan Ying was not annoyed. He hugged Han Luo and kissed her affectionately.
In the end, Han Luo inexplicably recalled what his senior brother had told him and offered to teach the Nascent Soul to play chess, which finally made the Nascent Soul stop.
Kissing is important, but Master needs to teach him how to play chess!
"How are you feeling?" Han Luo asked lazily, leaning back on the soft couch.
Holding a white piece in his hand, he placed it on the chessboard. His slender, pale fingers complemented the white piece, making it difficult for the Nascent Soul to concentrate.
"As long as I don't use my natal sword, there won't be any problems," the Nascent Soul replied truthfully, regaining his senses.
The black piece slowly landed next to the white piece. The Nascent Soul seemed to have thought of something interesting and chuckled, "Master, do you still remember the name of the medicine you used to punish Jing Shu last time?"
Han Luo gently shook her head and thought carefully, "I remember it was a medicine that amplified the five senses, but I never asked what it was called."
He had only been curious about the medicine before, so he exchanged a bottle with that person, but he really didn't know the name or anything like that.
If he hadn't found the medicine after losing his memory, he would have forgotten about it long ago.
The nascent soul's smile deepened. "Master, that medicine is called 'Extreme Joy.' Just one drop can amplify a person's five senses tenfold. Master, how much did you use back then?"
Han Luo paused slightly. A drop? At the time, it seemed like he'd filled about half a bottle...
Han Luo lowered her eyes guiltily, pretending to focus on the chess game. No wonder Jing Shu cried out so miserably back then.
Nascent Soul could tell from Han Luo's appearance that his master truly did not know the potency of this medicine.
Nascent Soul struggled to suppress the urge to grin wildly, and placed another piece on the board. "Master, that's what he deserves."
"You lost." Han Luo looked at the obvious outcome of the game and quietly changed the subject.
"Yes, we lost."
Even though Han Luo deliberately let him win, the novice Yuan Ying still didn't win, but he had almost become familiar with the rules of the game.
"Master, let's play another game, don't hold back." The Nascent Soul put the chess pieces back into the chess box one by one.
This time, Han Luo played the black piece.
"Want to place a bet?" Han Luo placed the black piece in the lower right corner, seemingly casually.
“Alright. Best of five. The loser can do whatever they want with the winner tonight, how about it?” Yuan Ying raised an eyebrow and smiled.
Han Luo's lips curled slightly, and the black piece fell again. "Okay."
Although the Nascent Soul cultivator had a strong learning ability, Han Luo was no slacker either. Both of them were extremely serious, and they went back and forth, each winning two rounds.
In the final game, Hanluo narrowly won.
"I lost, Master. I'll do whatever you want with me." The Nascent Soul sighed slightly, accepting his defeat.
Han Luo put down the white chess piece in his hand, gathered up everything on the table, and a mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.
"In that case, let's get into bed..."
The next day.
When Jing Shu returned to his body, he clearly felt the unusual sensation in his chest.
Looking down, he realized that he wasn't wearing any clothes on his upper body. Apart from the teeth marks on his left chest, there were also many ambiguous red marks on his chest.
Han Luo was fast asleep, nestled against his chest, and the remaining marks were hidden by her.
Jing Shu: "..."
What happened after he entered a meditative state?
Jing Shu didn't wake Han Luo, but instead closed his eyes again and went to find the Nascent Soul.
Without saying a word, the Nascent Soul shared his memories from last night with Jing Shu.
After winning, Han Luo actually used "Extreme Pleasure" again. This time, he only used one drop. Han Luo did not blindfold the Nascent Soul, but let the Nascent Soul watch as Han Luo played with his upper body all over.
Kiss... rub... pinch... spank...
There's nothing Han Luo can't do, only things a Nascent Soul cultivator can't imagine. As for what to do if things react negatively?
Han Luo's ice elemental power is always accurate.
The Nascent Soul cultivator experienced a night of both pain and pleasure...
Jing Shu didn't know whether to gloat or be jealous, so he just tightened his embrace around Han Luo's waist and continued to pretend to sleep.
For the next few days, Jing Shu had a relatively leisurely time. Apart from teaching Jun Mo how to cook, eating with everyone, and spending time with Han Luo, he spent most of his time with her.
Sometimes she plays chess, sometimes she organizes recipes for Junmo, and sometimes she simply spars with Hanluo.
It's worth mentioning that Xiao Jingshu once confidently walked into the kitchen and brought out a plate of mosaic. Hanluo almost ate it to encourage Xiao Jingshu.
Fortunately, Jing Shu and Yuan Ying arrived at the same time and stopped Han Luo, thus averting a major disaster. From then on, Jing Shu and Yuan Ying forbade young Jing Shu from cooking.
Jingyou also made it into the top ten in the sect competition. Without using his natal sword, he was just one move away from losing to Lu Yunqi and ranked third.
Lu Yunqi ranked second, Ji Chen fifth, and Lin Yuru fourth. The first place went to Li Shang, who was much more low-key than the other four.
Two of the top five were from the Cloud Burial Sect, which made Fan Qingyan very proud for a long time.
On the day the sect competition ended and the awards were presented, Jing Shu and Han Luo also came. However, Han Luo did not sit in his seat, but instead hid in the crowd with Jing Shu.
Jing Shu watched as Sect Master Su announced the rewards for the top ten, then turned to Han Luo, who was standing to the side, and asked, "Master, why are there no people from the Tianyan Sect in the top ten?"
"The Heavenly Evolution Sect does not participate in the sect competition; the people of this sect only serve the Heavenly Dao. And their sect leader is selected through the Heavenly Dao Stone," Han Luo explained.
Heaven?
"What is the cultivation level of the current sect leader of the Tianyan Sect?" Jing Shu asked curiously.
"I don't know." Han Luo shook her head.
"The Heavenly Dao Stone selects people once every six hundred years, regardless of their cultivation level. Once a person is chosen by the Heavenly Dao Stone, no one else can tell their cultivation level."
With this identity, who would dare to provoke the sect leader of the Tianyan Sect?
Jing Shu nodded. The Tianyan Sect was not mentioned much in the Yunzang Sect's records, so he knew the least about the Tianyan Sect.
Jingyou's reward happened to be a decent spirit sword. Jingshu had said that Jingyou's natal sword had been forged for too short a time, and since he didn't have Jingshu's physique, it was best to use it sparingly and nurture it within his body.
Once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you won't have to worry about anything anymore. During this period, using this spirit sword will be just right.
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