“I want to dual cultivate with Senior Sister!”
When Jiang Yin heard this, she was completely stunned, as if time had stopped around her, and even her heated blood calmed down for a moment.
Dual cultivate with her…?
She understood every word in that sentence, yet when put together, it seemed absurd.
She prided herself on being clever and perceptive, able to see the bigger picture from small details, but she couldn’t grasp the meaning behind those words.
Or maybe she did understand, but it was just too unbelievable.
Seeing her lost in thought, Tang Muxi thought she was being rejected, and her expression grew more anxious.
“You can’t refuse!”
she said, while forcefully tugging at Jiang Yin’s robe.
Like a fierce little beast, baring its teeth yet somehow still adorable.
Jiang Yin had just come out of the bath, wearing only a loosely draped robe, without even fastening the buttons, relying solely on the sash around her waist to cover herself.
Now, with such a strong pull, it came undone halfway.
Fortunately, she wasn’t standing but was instead pinned down on the bed, so even if it was pulled open, it only revealed her flat stomach and a bit of the softness of her chest.
Not fully exposed, but still quite dangerous.
Tang Muxi stared blankly at Senior Sister’s exquisite body, her gaze fixed as if unable to look away.
The white, rounded curves were barely covered by the light fabric of the robe, and it seemed that even a gust of wind could blow it all away.
She belatedly realized that Senior Sister was wearing nothing underneath, not even a single piece of extra clothing, and for a moment, she felt a bit of hesitation.
But since she had decided to dual cultivate, the obstructive clothing had to be removed.
If she stopped halfway, she would surely be ridiculed.
Tang Muxi silently encouraged herself, steeling her nerves, holding her breath, and resolutely reaching out towards that softness.
Just as she was about to touch it, Jiang Yin suddenly grabbed her hand tightly.
Tang Muxi froze, her anger flaring up again.
“Senior Sister!”
Jiang Yin’s voice was hoarse with lingering fear, and it took all her effort to suppress the surging desire.
She had long harbored impure thoughts, always thinking of devouring her junior sister.
Now that the other party was throwing herself into her arms, it was like placing her heart on a burning fire.
A slight lapse, and she would completely lose control.
No one had ever tested a demon’s self-control, especially since she was a demon lord in her past life.
Ruling the world, doing as she pleased.
Now, being able to hold back was already stretching the last thread, using her junior sister’s safety to force herself.
Otherwise, she feared…
Tang Muxi, however, didn’t understand what Jiang Yin was restraining.
With one hand caught, she simply reached out with the other, eagerly trying to grab Senior Sister.
Jiang Yin’s eyes darkened, and with lightning speed, she flipped their positions, pinning Tang Muxi beneath her.
Firmly restraining her hands, her voice was a bit hoarse, on the verge of breaking yet desperately suppressed, she gently spoke, “Don’t make trouble.”
Tang Muxi hadn’t even reacted before losing the upper hand, suddenly feeling like a fierce child who couldn’t resist Jiang Yin no matter what.
She struggled a bit, but Jiang Yin sat steadily on her waist.
All her determination turned into grievance and anger.
“Senior Sister is so annoying.”
Unable to move, she sniffed and turned her head away.
Jiang Yin felt a wave of helplessness, releasing her hands to embrace Tang Muxi, gently stroking her hair while closing her eyes to peck her red lips.
Perhaps a bit calmer now, Tang Muxi didn’t resist this time, allowing her to continue.
“How could I dislike you?”
She liked her too much, wishing she could dig out her heart to show her.
Tang Muxi didn’t believe it and was about to speak, but her lips were sealed again.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, tongues entwined, and after the kiss, both their breaths and heartbeats were in disarray.
Their bodies gradually heated up, already somewhat aroused.
“If you truly want to dual cultivate, can we wait until this matter is over?
I can’t be at ease with the crisis unresolved.”
Jiang Yin whispered softly, her fingers caressing Tang Muxi’s collarbone, while leaning down, pressing her forehead against hers.
In her past life and this one, the only bit of warmth in her cold and aloof heart was entirely given to the person in front of her.
Tang Muxi panted, looking back at Jiang Yin with some doubt.
Gazing into those deep, dark eyes, she felt as if she were being pulled into an abyss, enveloped by a profound tenderness.
The king, known for his unwavering decisions, never accommodated others, yet she was fortunate enough to become one of the exceptions…
or perhaps the only one.
“You’re not lying to me?”
Jiang Yin smiled gently, placing her hand over her heart.
“If you don’t trust me, at least trust this.”
The pounding heartbeat beneath held a burning passion.
Tang Muxi barely touched it before feeling the intense heat, her face turning slightly red as she withdrew her hand.
“Well, do you believe me now?”
Tang Muxi’s long eyelashes fluttered as she avoided Jiang Yin’s gaze, turning her head away.
Though she didn’t answer, the gradually reddening tips of her ears betrayed her thoughts.
Jiang Yin sighed in relief, looking down at her fair neck, unable to resist lightly biting her throat.
“Not playing around anymore?
Then let’s get to the main topic, shall we?”
Tang Muxi mumbled softly, “I wasn’t playing around.”
She then spread her limbs and closed her eyes, “I’m ready, go ahead.”
Anyone who didn’t know better might think something else was about to happen.
Jiang Yin cleared her throat, and no matter how she looked at Tang Muxi now, she felt the other was seducing her again.
Clearly clueless about what spiritual connection and soul merging were, yet with her unguarded, carefree nature, she was more alluring than a fox spirit.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in her heart, and stepped forward to embrace her.
“Don’t resist, don’t be nervous.
With my spiritual sense protecting you, the Imprisoning Demon Sword won’t harm you.”
“I know, I’m just afraid Senior Sister might get hurt.”
Tang Muxi huffed, “If anything goes wrong, don’t push yourself.
Anyway, with the World-Saving Lamp as a backup, there’s no need to rush.”
Jiang Yin nodded, though she didn’t take her words to heart.
“I’m going in.”
She pressed her forehead against Tang Muxi’s, slowly releasing a bit of demonic energy.
“Demonic energy is volatile.
I know you’re not afraid, but if anything feels off, you must speak up.”
This time, Tang Muxi didn’t respond, not because she didn’t want to, but because the demonic energy had already entered her spiritual sea.
She focused on calming her soul, leaving no time to reply.
Jiang Yin’s demonic energy was more domineering than others, mixed with mottled ghostly and evil energy, becoming excited and aggressive upon entering the spiritual sea.
But before it could harm Tang Muxi, Jiang Yin immediately released her spiritual sense, enveloping the demonic energy.
At the same time, she activated the Imprisoning Demon Sword, guiding it into Tang Muxi’s spiritual sea along her spiritual sense.
Tang Muxi’s spiritual sea was vast, clearly at the Golden Core stage, yet as expansive as an ocean, even wider than hers.
Cold as frost, yet exceptionally accommodating, any chaotic forces entering would be soothed by gentle, cool energy.
As soon as the Imprisoning Demon Sword entered, it felt as comfortable as a fish in water, behaving like a well-behaved child.
Jiang Yin was surprised by the sword’s obedient demeanor.
Previously, the Imprisoning Demon Sword had been particularly fond of her junior sister, wanting to stick to her every day.
Now, having entered her spiritual sea, it became even more docile.
At this rate, Tang Muxi might not even need her protection, the sword would never harm her.
Jiang Yin looked at the vast spiritual sea shrouded in dense icy mist, lost in thought.
What exactly was her junior sister’s identity?
Why did her blood have the power to heal the dead and bring bones to life, and why did she easily gain the favor of a divine weapon…
Just as she pondered this, a response came to her ears: “I don’t know either. This life has been strange from the start.”
Jiang Yin was taken aback, remembering she was in Tang Muxi’s spiritual sea, where her thoughts could be perceived by the other.
Normally, she could also know the other’s thoughts, but the surrounding mist was too thick, blocking communication.
Jiang Yin deliberately said, “I didn’t expect my junior sister to eavesdrop.”
Tang Muxi stiffened, hurriedly explaining, “I wasn’t listening.
It’s your spiritual sense that was restless, insisting on telling me.”
In the spiritual sea, her response came from all directions, striking directly at the soul, making one’s heart tremble.
Jiang Yin wasn’t quite used to this feeling, shrinking back a bit.
Remembering the other’s earlier response, she laughed, “What do you mean by ‘this life’? Could it be that my junior sister has lived before?”
Not wanting to reveal herself yet, Jiang Yin spoke while using the Imprisoning Demon Sword to shield part of her spiritual sense, preventing her junior sister from knowing she was also reborn.
“That’s the fun in teasing.”
Hearing this, Tang Muxi panicked and quickly explained, “I-I mean, from birth, how could there be any past life memories?
Senior Sister, don’t talk nonsense.
Alright, let’s not waste any more time, hurry up and investigate.”
Past life memories?
Jiang Yin chuckled, thinking her junior sister was adorably naive, not even realizing she was about to expose herself.
But since she wanted to keep it a secret, Jiang Yin decided to let her be.
Jiang Yin didn’t press further and patiently used the Imprisoning Demon Sword to probe inside her junior sister’s body.
From the physical meridians to the spiritual sea and soul, she checked as thoroughly as possible to prevent any oversight.
The Imprisoning Demon Sword had severed the Netherworld Talisman’s patterns several times and was very familiar with its aura and power.
Even the slightest trace wouldn’t be missed.
Before long, something indeed seemed off.
Jiang Yin urged the Imprisoning Demon Sword to search the vast spiritual sea, where numerous spiritual threads were hidden, containing all of Tang Muxi’s memories.
Jiang Yin had no habit of prying into others’ pasts, so she carefully avoided touching them.
Unexpectedly, the Imprisoning Demon Sword found a familiar aura there.
The thing was deeply hidden, attaching itself to the thin spiritual threads, and was further concealed by the dense icy mist of the spiritual sea, making it extremely hard to detect.
The Imprisoning Demon Sword had been fooled initially, but it seemed to be continuously activating Netherworld power, attempting to control Tang Muxi’s soul through the spiritual threads, thus revealing itself.
Jiang Yin noticed the Imprisoning Demon Sword suddenly exuding killing intent and immediately realized the situation.
Since it involved memories and the soul, she dared not be careless, quietly lurking in the icy mist before launching a thunderous strike to sever the pattern.
Her attack was ruthless and decisive, as fast as lightning, tearing it apart in an instant.
Her swordsmanship was so exquisite that it didn’t even harm the spiritual thread.
Outside, Tang Muxi only felt a quick flash of pain on her forehead, and then the drowsiness and fatigue that had enveloped her for days completely vanished.
The process was so smooth it seemed unbelievable.
“Is it resolved?”
Despite agreeing not to act, Senior Sister still couldn’t be persuaded.
Tang Muxi felt helpless about this, yet it was somehow expected.
“Yes.”
After the strike, Jiang Yin quickly wrapped it up, not letting any killing intent leak out.
She looked at the drifting icy mist around her, feeling something was off.
The Netherworld Talisman pattern was so well-hidden that even Wen Fei hadn’t noticed anything unusual, yet it was severed with just one strike.
Too smooth, it was strange.
“Then why is Senior Sister still in there? Don’t tell me you plan to move in.”
Tang Muxi joked, seeing she hadn’t come out yet.
Jiang Yin pursed her lips, about to deny it, when suddenly the sword in her hand trembled violently.
Her heart shook, but before she could react, a massive icy mist engulfed her.
