YM778.TV Chapter 51 - I’m Cultivating
Chapter 51: I’m Cultivating
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“W-what’s wrong?”
Ning Xiangrong was obviously startled and did not know what had happened. She stood at the door and stopped, asking in a daze and worry, “What happened?”
Liu Yuan was stuck to the corner of the bed in despair. Pihuan Luo’s cultivation was much higher than his, and he could not struggle. He turned his head and said in a trembling voice, “It’s fine, it’s nothing… Wait outside first!”
Ning Xiangrong made an ‘Oh’ sound, but in her heart, she vaguely felt that something was wrong. “A’Yuan, are you really alright? Why do I hear a slight tremble in your voice?”
“I’m really fine…”
Pihuan Luo moved closer to Liu Yuan’s cheek and breathed out hot air into Liu Yuan’s ears. She chuckled and said, “Junxuan, she’s here… She’s at the door…”
Liu Yuan’s eyes widened. He gritted his teeth and whispered, “You’re doing this on purpose!”
She was at the form synthesis stage, how could she not notice Ning Xiangrong, who was at the Core Formation stage?!
She was doing this on purpose!
It was just an illusion that her tone had softened just now. This woman probably could not help but laugh out loud and was trying hard to hold it in to have such an expression!
Pihuan Luo’s face turned red, and she suppressed her fanatical expression. Her laughter became a little muffled. “Don’t you find it interesting?”
So this is the reason you’re licking my face?
What a pervert!
Liu Yuan’s face was expressionless. He felt that he might be tasted first and then eaten up bit by bit.
Ning Xiangrong was still worried, but since Liu Yuan said she was fine, she chose to believe him. She closed the door and seemed to be ready to turn around and leave.
“Whew…” Liu Yuan heaved a sigh of relief. He had escaped a calamity.
He looked at Pihuan Luo helplessly. This Holy Maiden of the demonic sect had a beautiful and charming side profile. Her messy black veil and hair were scattered down, making her pale skin look moon-white with a faint blue color. Her bright red color was even more stunning.
It was like a blooming Epiphyllum in the night, but it only bloomed for a moment. It had a kind of lonely beauty.
However, her eyes were focused. It was not the bone-piercing love and hate that Liu Yuan had imagined. Instead, it was a calm focus, even gentle and fearful. Her gaze eyes melted into the light.
Liu Yuan was moved for a moment.
He thought of Pihuan Luo’s past, the strong woman who was pressing down on him, and the girl he had courted in the game, The girl who cried her heart out while sitting on the pile of dead bodies. He recalled many things as he saw this expression of hers.
The Rakshasa Demoness who had seen all living things in the sound of ten thousand bones, Pihuan Luo.
However, he was the one who named her Lu Miao.
The fear in Liu Yuan’s heart suddenly dissipated. He tried to get up with his numb arms, but he was suppressed by Pihuan Luo. He let out a long breath and said with difficulty, “Ah Miao, I, you listen to me, I’m…”
“Shh–” Pihuan Luo put a finger on his lips and chuckled, “I know, I know… Do you think she really left?”
Liu Yuan was stunned by the change in topic. Her? Ning Xiangrong? Of course…
His expression suddenly changed as he looked outside the door. His perception, which seemed to have been blocked by Pihuan Luo, was restored again. The figure was still standing at the door and had not left! F*ck!
These women were poisonous!
Liu Yuan had given up all hope in this world full of lies. He stared at the figure who was pretending to leave but was actually camping outside the door with a death-like gaze.
“Hehe…” Pihuan Luo snickered and said in a low voice,”Do you think she’ll come in?”
Liu Yuan said firmly, “She won’t! I’ve already told her not to come in. She’ll believe me and follow my words.”
“Oh, really? What if I do this?”
…
Ning Xiangrong was worried and stared suspiciously at the door, feeling as if she was about to lose something.
She remembered Gu Siyin who had knocked on the door that day, and Liu Yuan and her in the room.
The current scene was actually somewhat similar to that one…
“No, I must be thinking too much. Only A’Yuan and I came to Water Moon Dock. There’s definitely no one else here. He must have encountered some difficulties in his cultivation. I shouldn’t have gone in to disturb him,” Ning Xiangrong muttered to herself.
Just as he was thinking about this, Liu Yuan’s muffled groan suddenly came from the room. He seemed to be in pain and suffering.
Ning Xiangrong was shocked and took two steps forward, anxiously saying, “A’Yuan, you… What’s wrong with you? Is it because your old injuries have surfaced again? Is it because your cultivation level has dropped and your recovery is unstable? Do you need help?”
Liu Yuan could be heard panting in the room, and he seemed to have swallowed his saliva before he said, “I’m fine, I’m really fine. It was just a little too exciting…”
“Exciting?” Ning Xiangrong was stunned.
Liu Yuan quickly denied, “No, I mean… It’s just, I-I’m cultivating! I’ve reached a critical point in my cultivation and I’m trying to break through to the Soul Formation stage, but, uh, my old injuries are too serious, and my foundation isn’t stable yet, so it’s very difficult. The ups and downs of my spiritual power are quite exciting.”
Ning Xiangrong listened to him speak intermittently and gasp for breath, which showed that his cultivation was indeed very difficult, but she was worried and felt strange.
That day, he had used the excuse of cultivating martial arts to brush off Gu Siyin…
No! That was impossible!
Ning Xiangrong shook her head, annoyed at herself for overthinking, and said, “Then I’ll stand guard outside for you. You focus on your cultivation.”
“No, no, no, no need! I can do it on my own!”
“I’m here to find you anyway, and I have nothing else to do. I’ve said it before, it’s my turn to protect you this time. Although your cultivation is higher than mine now, I’m still of some use, right?”
“I, I’m touched, but…”
“Yes, that’s enough. You don’t have to worry about me. This is my own choice.”
But your choice seems to be insisting on being a cuckold…
Liu Yuan looked outside listlessly. The tears in his heart were about to run dry. Are you going to wait outside for an entire night?
This really became an X-rated scene.
Do you know that the thing you’re protecting is adultery?!
“Well, it’s late at night now. I… I’m afraid you’ll catch a cold.”
“How can an Immortal cultivator get sick?”
“… I feel bad for you to be alone outside. Go back and sleep. I’m fine now.” Liu Yuan adjusted his breathing and pretended to be calm.
“I don’t believe you. You must be trying to make me feel at ease.”
“Really, really. You still don’t believe me?” Liu Yuan was extremely nervous. He laughed dryly and spoke in a relaxed and happy tone, “Hehehehe… Injuries have been suppressed. I’ll go find you later. You go to your room first. Be good.”
“Then… I’ll wait for you.”
In the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Liu Yuan finally coaxed Ning Xiangrong away.
“Pant… Pant…” Liu Yuan lay on the bed, completely exhausted.
Pihuan Luo revealed a satisfied smile. She changed her position and held him in her arms, resting his legs on her knees. She stroked his hair and said softly, “Then, my lovely Junxuan, how are you going to find her later?”