The battle that day was too intense and exhausting; no amount of romance or thoughts could overcome their physical injuries and fatigue. Unknowingly, both of them fell asleep.

While their bodies recovered rapidly in their sleep due to the medicine’s effects, their souls, which had been stable for a long time and rarely dreamed, both dreamed that day.

Lu Xingzhou’s dream was very straightforward.

Holding the little white-haired girl, he dreamed of the little white-haired girl.

It was essentially an extension of their previous kissing scene, with further developments: how to peel off her blue-and-white sword attire, how to compare the color difference between her fair skin and her hair, and to explore if the hair in other places was also white.

Then, they engaged in indescribable activities.

That wasn’t just a dream; it was a true desire deep in his heart.

Du Gu Qingli’s dream, however, was much more complex.

The first scene she dreamed of was Ye Tinglan’s face, close up, so close it looked enormous, her eyes staring intently at Du Gu Qingli: “Seducing your Shigong, I never thought you’d be such a white-haired girl.”

In the dream, she retorted loudly: “An old ox eating young grass, knowing he’s a friend of his disciple, yet still getting involved. Shameless!”

First kill.

Exasperated, Ye Tinglan said, “No wonder you’re considered a demon.”

This sentence struck Du Gu Qingli deeply. The next moment, the scene completely changed. Ye Tinglan’s large face vanished, replaced by the red eyes of the Bingmo.

She still couldn’t discern the Bingmo’s specific appearance, only its ferocious soul-voice echoing in her soul-sea: “You’ve come…”

Du Gu Qingli did not reply.

“Why bother? You are me, I am you. No amount of resistance can change this fact.”

“I am not you, I am human.”

“You are not.”

“I am. I can feel the king’s sorrow, and you cannot.”

The Bingmo sneered: “Meaningless emotions, merely the taint of the mortal world’s trials. They will naturally disappear at a certain point.”

Du Gu Qingli responded: “On the contrary, I didn’t have them before, but at a certain point, like now, I do.”

“Self-deception,” the Bingmo said. “If that proves you’re human, then does the killing intent hidden in your heart prove you’re a demon?”

Du Gu Qingli’s sleeping body trembled slightly.

This was something even her master and Lu Xingzhou hadn’t noticed: the trace of savagery hidden deep in her heart, which confirmed the origin of the demon.

Everyone believed this was a cold and aloof girl; how could she possess savagery?

Only she knew it was true, and if there was any other being in the world who knew, it was the Bingmo.

The little white-haired girl refused to accept it, continuing to argue: “I can even kiss a man now. Can you?”

The Bingmo: “?”

Double kill.

The evil red eyes were finally dispelled, as if the Bingmo was doubting its demonic existence, too weary to argue with her.

Du Gu Qingli was left alone, in boundless darkness, squatting with her knees hugged, trembling slightly.

The demon’s savagery and killing intent…

She had once wanted to explore it, always wanting to go to the Dong Yue Han Chuan. But now she knew that the Bingmo might be Wu Xiang, unbeatable, a suicidal endeavor.

What should she do then…?

Lu Xingzhou’s kindly face appeared before her, extending a hand: “I will help you.”

Du Gu Qingli looked up helplessly: “You’re so weak, it’s useless.”

“Dual cultivation can level up,” Lu Xingzhou said, unbuckling his pants, and the “fountain” from before reappeared.

Du Gu Qingli furiously drew her sword, directly chopping off that thing, and Lu Xingzhou screamed and disappeared.

Triple kill.

The three scenes corresponded to the three inner demons in Du Gu Qingli’s heart. A girl could be reckless in her dreams, but she couldn’t resolve these three issues in reality.

Take the third one, for instance: could she truly chop it off?

Even in her dream, it wasn’t fully resolved. The vanished Lu Xingzhou reappeared behind her, hugging her and saying greasy words: “It’s all been cut off by you. Are you still angry now? Can I hug you?”

Du Gu Qingli struggled but couldn’t break free, letting him hug her resentfully.

Then she felt something behind her.

The scene immediately shifted, becoming the one from the Danxia Secret Realm back then: Lu Xingzhou in a wheelchair, and she sitting on his lap, the wheelchair bumping and sliding forward…

At that time, there was also something, making her dizzy, a particularly strange feeling. She didn’t know what was happening until the wheelchair was almost at its destination, and she was nearly paralyzed, as if she had ascended to immortality.

To this day, the girl hadn’t understood why that was, and she somewhat wanted to try it again but was too embarrassed to ask.

Now she dreamed of it, and the feeling was somewhat similar… The girl subconsciously adjusted herself slightly, wanting to fit more snugly…

But the feeling was different now, as there was no bumping, no vibration.

The girl subconsciously moved herself backward, trying to find that past sensation of immortality, but still couldn’t.

So, it meant that without the wheelchair, he wasn’t a good Lu Xingzhou.

The girl opened her eyes in disappointment.

It was completely dark. It wasn’t the Danxia Secret Realm; it was the Xuan She Secret Realm. But the feeling of being hugged from behind was so real, and the feeling of something pressing against her was also so real.

But what were his hands doing?

Back in the wheelchair, his hands had only been around her waist; why were they now moving upwards to grasp?

Du Gu Qingli joined her palms into a sword and sliced behind her.

Fortunately, this movement first caused her elbow to hit Lu Xingzhou’s ribs. Lu Xingzhou instantly woke up, instinctively grabbing the girl’s wrist: “Hey, hey, hey, what did you dream about? You can’t just go wild like this!”

Du Gu Qingli struggled: “No matter what I dreamed, shouldn’t I cut you? In my dream, you obediently let me cut you, why are you so disobedient in reality?”

“Why should I let you cut me?”

“Who told you to do that to me!”

Lu Xingzhou then remembered getting her face all messed up and felt a bit guilty, unable to say anything. But he couldn’t let her just chop wildly, so he held her tightly.

One held tightly, the other struggled, unexpectedly creating a sensation similar to the rocking of the wheelchair. The more Du Gu Qingli struggled, the more strength she lost, and she actually started panting: “Get… get your dirty thing off me…”

Lu Xingzhou: “?”

He then remembered that the little white-haired girl’s sensitivity was unparalleled. Was this the essence of ice? Meaning it easily melts into water?

“If you promise not to cut me, I’ll take it off.”

“No… no more cutting, you take it off first…” The girl’s voice became soft and sweet, as if humming through her nose.

Lu Xingzhou moved back slightly, but reached out to adjust her side-lying posture to face him, then leaned down and kissed her: “Let’s see if you still dare to cut me.”

Du Gu Qingli stared blankly at the ceiling, her body long since softened, unable to resist being kissed.

After a moment, she suddenly twitched and then became still.

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

No, you’re also a martial cultivator?

A first-grade fighter more shameful than A’lü has appeared.

There must be something wrong with her physique, right? What was wrong?

Lu Xingzhou fell into thought, while Du Gu Qingli somewhat regained her senses, looking at Lu Xingzhou pressing down on her, her voice like a mosquito’s buzz: “You… what do you mean by doing this to me…”

Lu Xingzhou also came back to his senses, feeling a little awkward: “You… are too tempting…”

Du Gu Qingli: “…”

Heaven help a girl who was usually called a monster, to be not only beautiful but also “too tempting” to the point of being irresistible in a man’s heart. What kind of feeling was that?

It could be said that a large part of Du Gu Qingli’s affection for Lu Xingzhou stemmed from this.

Lu Xingzhou’s expression, however, turned serious: “Do you feel like there’s something wrong with your body?”

Du Gu Qingli froze for a moment: “Why?”

Lu Xingzhou pondered for a moment, then asked: “If you go soft just from a man casually touching you like this, how will you fight?”

Du Gu Qingli was puzzled: “I don’t go soft when I fight you. It’s just… when touched like this.”

Lu Xingzhou thought back to when he had held her before; she hadn’t been so sensitive then. When he kissed her, she softened, but not to such an exaggerated extent. Could it be that specific act was special?

Speaking of which, Ye Tinglan was also quite sensitive. Was this a characteristic of their Tian Yao Sacred Land?

Actually, it had little to do with the Tian Yao Sacred Land; Yuan Muyu wasn’t so extreme. Ye Tinglan’s sensitivity was purely due to a pure cultivator falling in love; it was more a strong emotional reaction from shame rather than a physical issue.

“Would you… let me check your body?” Lu Xingzhou asked cautiously.

Du Gu Qingli rarely blushed so intensely: “You’re already like this, why bother with words?”

“No, I’m a Dan Master; I genuinely want to check.”

Du Gu Qingli turned her head away: “You’ve been pressing me down for so long.”

Her implication was, if you want to check, do it yourself; do I have to say “come on”?

Lu Xingzhou understood, and without another word, reached out to check.

Du Gu Qingli’s face was flushed.

Being pressed down was one thing, but whether his hands were wandering was quite another.

Even though Lu Xingzhou’s hand was only resting on her lower abdomen, he was truly examining her physical condition.

Upon examination, it turned out that the little white-haired girl indeed had a special physique. Just as he had considered when refining the third-grade Breakthrough Pill for her, her ice essence was too dominant and needed harmonization. Once intimate with a man, the effect was particularly intense, like dry wood catching fire.

The prerequisite was that she herself was willing to accept it; otherwise, it would become a conflict of ice and fire, harming her instead.

Lu Xingzhou quickly diagnosed this factor, a slight frown on his face.

On the surface, it seemed like a merely sensual matter, but in reality, there was a deeper hidden danger. Because, following this developmental trend, it was truly very Bingmo-like.

In fact, one might even say it was fortunate that the accident with him happened, which prevented her from becoming so Bingmo-like. Otherwise, during the breakthrough to Huiyang, she might have been demonized by the Bingmo. At that point, it would have been too late to harmonize; her current state seemed rather good.

Lu Xingzhou pondered for a moment, then said seriously: “You should stay by my side before you reach Huiyang, and especially during the period of breaking through to Huiyang.”

Du Gu Qingli looked expressionless: “You make it sound like my master is not as good as you. Can’t I go to her?”

“She really can’t. This isn’t a problem of Dan skill.”

“You just want to take advantage of me.”

“No, really not…”

“Is that so? Then when will you get off me?”

Lu Xingzhou: “…”

He was a little reluctant.

Du Gu Qingli finally exerted force, pushing Lu Xingzhou off her, and then kicked out with her foot: “Give him an inch and he’ll take a mile! Give him an inch and he’ll take a mile!”

Lu Xingzhou made a grab but missed. The little white-haired girl’s shadowless leg was fast, kicking his chest after bypassing his hand: “With that little strength, you want to grab someone’s foot! Go and heal your injuries!”

Lu Xingzhou was kicked and rolled over, then helplessly sat cross-legged to the side: “My injuries are almost healed. Yours are still worse.”

“…” Du Gu Qingli was speechless.

Everyone’s injuries were roughly equally severe, and their healing methods were similar, so why was he always able to recover faster?

Frost Heaven Frozen Moon was indeed not a good cultivation technique.

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