“Why don’t you answer Senior Sister’s question first?”
Tang Muxi felt at a loss after hearing the latter part of the sentence.
Unable to respond, she had to admit her mistake: “Alright, I was wrong.”
She looked obedient, but Jiang Yin, who knew her well, wasn’t fooled.
Jiang Yin twirled a strand of Tang Muxi’s black hair and asked, “What if this happens again?”
This time, Tang Muxi didn’t make a sound.
What should she do if it happens again?
The question was meaningless; was she supposed to just watch it happen?
She would never do that, so there was no need to answer.
However, this time she was smarter.
After a brief silence, she turned the question back: “What about Senior Sister? What if it happens again?”
Jiang Yin was a bit surprised by her quick thinking and helplessly ruffled her hair.
The answer was already clear to both of them.
Tang Muxi also smiled: “You see, since neither of us can remain indifferent, what’s the point of pursuing it now?
We might as well try a different approach.”
“What approach?” Jiang Yin asked.
“Does Senior Sister remember how our master referred to our relationship?”
“Lovers.”
Jiang Yin was slightly taken aback, vaguely guessing what Tang Muxi was about to say next, feeling a bit nervous.
Sure enough, she heard the expected words: “I heard there are two types of contracts. One is master-servant, often used to subdue spiritual tools and pets, and the other is a bond between Dao companions. By establishing this bond, it can be witnessed by heaven and earth, allowing for a deep connection, sharing in each other’s glory. The connection between their auras means that even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can sense each other, and their cultivation will progress faster.”
Jiang Yin frowned: “But at the same time, they share in each other’s losses. If one dies, the other cannot escape death. Once established, there’s no chance for regret.”
A cultivator’s life is incredibly long, with those in the Great Ascension stage living up to 1,500 years.
Who can guarantee that they will remain faithful and not have their heart swayed over such a long time?
Therefore, most who form this bond are young men and women new to love, and because they cannot separate like others, they often end up as resentful lovers.
In her previous life, Jiang Yin sought revenge and changed her fate, never experiencing love, and she didn’t trust something so uncertain.
She didn’t believe in eternal happiness.
Not to mention, she still carried the aura of the Demon Emperor, and although she could counteract it with a concealment array, she couldn’t stay on Floating Immortal Island forever.
Once she left, she would inevitably attract the attention of the demon realm.
Jiang Yin wasn’t afraid of the Demon Emperor; she had managed to kill him in her previous life and could do so again in this life.
Especially with the Imprisoning Demon Sword in hand, what was there to fear?
But if she and Tang Muxi were bound together in life and death, she worried the Demon Emperor might try to eliminate her before she could grow strong.
No matter how confident she was, facing a supreme ruler of a realm was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Tang Muxi, however, didn’t mind: “Senior Sister is right, sharing in each other’s glory and losses. Since we can’t just stand by and watch, why not bind our lives together?”
As she spoke, she took Jiang Yin’s hand, raised it in front of them, and interlocked their fingers, pressing it against her own heart.
Then she suddenly smiled brightly: “If you die, I die; if you live, I live. How about that?”
She deliberately reversed their grip so that the back of Jiang Yin’s hand could feel her heartbeat.
The thumping heartbeat transmitted through the back of her hand, and as Jiang Yin met Tang Muxi’s burning gaze, her throat felt hot.
Her junior sister was getting better at handling her, easily stirring despair and casually provoking affection, leaving her defenseless.
In the past, Jiang Yin never imagined she would one day become a bonded Dao companion with someone else.
Adding a shackle, a weakness, seemed utterly foolish.
But now, looking into those clear and sincere eyes, Jiang Yin couldn’t utter a single word of refusal.
There were too many changes in this life, and many of her “firsts” had been given to the person in front of her.
Having been pierced through the heart by the Demon Lord, after both being reborn, she couldn’t help but want to hold her close.
Losing control for her, despairing for her, joy and love were all for her.
Trying to let go after having it was incredibly difficult.
At least now, she no longer wanted to return to the past.
The proud Demon Lord had submitted to the Heavenly Pavilion, yet spent her life alone.
Jiang Yin was silent for a long time before slowly opening her lips, “Okay.”
Even though she knew Senior Sister wouldn’t refuse, Tang Muxi was still overjoyed to hear the response.
A deep smile spread from her eyes to her entire body.
“Then, shall we start now?”
She was a bit nervous and accidentally bit her tongue while speaking.
Jiang Yin laughed at her flustered appearance, raising her hand to press down on her shoulder, “It’s so late at night, who are you going to show it to?
Aren’t you going to call your master?”
Tang Muxi suppressed her impulsive thoughts, “Then let’s do it tomorrow.
Bai Ling happens to be back, so we can call them together.
Then we can decorate the house and make some delicious food…”
Tang Muxi spoke to herself, her eyes filled with the joy of imagining the future.
Jiang Yin listened attentively, feeling that her junior sister was even more beautiful today than usual, and for a moment, she was a bit absent-minded.
As Tang Muxi spoke, she suddenly stopped, turning her head to stare at Jiang Yin, frowning in thought, not knowing what was troubling her.
Jiang Yin was brought back to her senses by her gaze, raising her hand to gently rub her furrowed brow, asking, “What are you thinking about, looking so troubled?”
“Senior Sister,” Tang Muxi tilted her head slightly, “Are we considered married?”
Jiang Yin’s hand on her brow suddenly paused, her eyelids trembling as she looked away, “Why do you ask?”
“Look, we’ve kissed, hugged, slept together, and even dual cultivated. If we complete the contract tomorrow, won’t we be officially recognized by the heavens as lovers? Isn’t that marriage?”
Tang Muxi counted on her fingers as she spoke, finally looking up and blinking at Jiang Yin.
That gaze was so intense that it instantly stirred Jiang Yin’s heart.
“What do you think, Senior Sister?”
Her voice was as usual, but it was full of temptation in Jiang Yin’s ears.
Jiang Yin’s throat felt hot, unable to withstand such honest and unreserved feelings, she looked away and nodded slightly, “It seems nice.”
“Seems?”
Tang Muxi pursed her lips, dissatisfied with the ambiguous reply.
Just as she was about to retort, she suddenly thought of something and stopped.
“It does seem so, because there’s one thing we haven’t done yet!”
Jiang Yin had only spoken casually, but now hearing there was something else, she was a bit confused, “What is it?”
Tang Muxi looked at her seriously, “Consummation.”
Ordinary couples and dao companions would consummate, and she and Senior Sister hadn’t been intimate, so they couldn’t be considered true dao companions.
As Tang Muxi spoke, she eagerly moved closer, placing her hands on Jiang Yin’s shoulders, “Senior Sister, let’s consummate now!”
They had just dual cultivated a few days ago, and what was missing then could be made up for today.
Jiang Yin was stunned for a moment, never expecting her to think in this direction.
Seeing the other party already reaching to untie her belt, she quickly stopped her, “No!”
“Why not?”
Tang Muxi pursed her lips, “Could it be that Senior Sister doesn’t want to consummate with me?
Doesn’t want to complete the contract with me?
Were the words just now just to placate me?”
Tang Muxi was a bit angry.
Jiang Yin was thrown into chaos by the barrage of questions, hesitating for a long time before finally finding an excuse, “Ordinary dao companions should complete the contract first, and consummation… comes after.”
Tang Muxi was skeptical, “Really?
But we’ve already dual cultivated, so we shouldn’t be ordinary dao companions.”
Jiang Yin didn’t dare to show any guilt, so she continued with a straight face, “Really.
Although we’ve dual cultivated, we haven’t officially completed the contract, so it doesn’t count.
Such things should be done after being recognized by the heavens, otherwise, it might be criticized.”
In fact, cultivators rarely complete contracts, being quite free-spirited, and seldom have the same concerns as mortals.
Often, once they are in love, they act without restraint.
Jiang Yin just felt that things were developing too quickly, and she wasn’t used to it.
Tang Muxi seemed convinced
by her words, reluctantly letting go, “I always feel like Senior Sister still dislikes me, always making excuses when this is mentioned.”
Jiang Yin dared not admit it, quickly denying, “How could that be?
We’ve already dual cultivated, how could you still not believe me?”
She was a bit troubled, rather than saying she was making excuses, it was more that her junior sister was too enthusiastic.
Always bringing this up.
Jiang Yin wasn’t without desires, but she feared that once she started, she wouldn’t be able to stop.
She was never good with matters of the heart, desires were manageable, indulging freely was fine.
But if love was involved…
She instinctively resisted.
Tang Muxi also felt she was being paranoid, not saying more, “Then tomorrow night, after completing the contract, we can consummate, right?”
Jiang Yin paused, realizing she had trapped herself with her own words, but at this point, she could only agree, sighing softly, “Okay.”
With the agreement, Tang Muxi was much happier, even lying in bed with a smile.
Jiang Yin never knew her junior sister was so eager for intimacy.
Her mind in turmoil, she didn’t sleep well all night.
The next morning, Wen Fei entered the guest room as usual to eat, and upon entering, saw Tang Muxi no longer ignoring Jiang Yin.
She was smiling foolishly as she scooped up delicious soup with a spoon to feed her, oblivious to how it looked.
Even with outsiders present, she didn’t care, continuing to be affectionate.
Today’s meal was clearly more exquisite than usual, with an aroma that made one’s mouth water.
But for some reason, when Wen Fei saw the sticky display between this pair of Senior Sister and Junior Sister, she suddenly lost her appetite.
Not only did she feel like her shining presence was unnecessary, but she also felt bloated and full.
“Made up?”
Wen Fei pursed her lips, suddenly regretting her meddling from the day before.
Continuing the cold war at least wouldn’t affect her eating.
Tang Muxi shamelessly fed Jiang Yin a spoonful of soup before reluctantly withdrawing the spoon.
“Yes, we’ve made up.
After breakfast, I’ll form a contract with Senior Sister.”
Wen Fei nodded and lowered her head to eat, but before she could pick up her chopsticks, she suddenly paused and looked up sharply to ask, “What did you say?”
“Form a contract, since neither Senior Sister nor I are willing to give in, we might as well become one in life and death, sharing honor and disgrace.”
The crisp voice echoed in the room, and when Wen Mingyu and Bai Ling arrived, they happened to hear this sentence, both were quite surprised.
“Congratulations,”
Bai Ling was the first to react.
She wanted to give them a knot as a gift, but thinking that passing on a gift seemed a bit awkward, she temporarily suppressed the thought.
Wen Mingyu and Wen Fei, however, thought more deeply and further ahead.
“Have you… really thought it through?”
Becoming one in life and death sounds nice, but who knows how many lovers in the world have faltered at this point.
“No need for extra words, Senior, our minds are made up,”
Jiang Yin also expressed her stance.
Since the two involved had made up their minds, saying more would only invite annoyance.
Wen Fei and Wen Mingyu had no choice but to remain silent.
