Every day, Xia Mo comes to beg for votes, feeling that his principles have been scattered all over the ground. Please, dear readers, help pick them up~~~ gently, don't break them, if they break, they're gone!!
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Although Yang Kai had not yet cultivated to the point of generating divine consciousness, he could still clearly sense the existence of the drop of Yang liquid in his dantian. With a thought, the Yang liquid would obey his command.
The Yang liquid could be used in battle, but Yang Kai had not yet tried it. He would need to find an opportunity to hone his skills in actual combat; these experiences could not be imparted by the wordless black book.
Although he had suffered for many days, the formation of a drop of Yang liquid made Yang Kai feel deeply satisfied. With a hint of excitement, he continued to practice by the Dragon Trapping Ravine for the rest of the night.
When he woke up in the early hours of the morning, Yang Kai did not continue.
These days, he had been so engrossed in cultivation that, although he had grown stronger, it had also placed a heavy burden on his body. The path of cultivation required a balance of tension and relaxation, so as not to leave any hidden dangers.
He stood up, patted his buttocks, and returned to his small wooden house with a light step.
The door to the wooden house was slightly ajar, which puzzled Yang Kai, as he remembered closing it before he left.
He walked forward and gently pushed the door open, taking a look inside. The scene that met his eyes made him suddenly stop in his tracks. It was as if a scene had been transcribed from a painting, dreamlike and unreal.
In his small wooden house, on the only bed, a person was sleeping—a woman.
Moonlight streamed through several holes in the roof, illuminating the woman lying on the wooden bed. By the moonlight, Yang Kai saw that her hands were clasped and placed on her flat stomach. Her prominent chest rose and fell gently with her steady breathing. Under the moonlight, her neck and skin were as clear and translucent as ice and snow. Her long, black hair was smoothly spread out, draping over her seemingly delicate shoulders. Her delicate earlobes exuded a unique allure.
Due to her lying position, the woman's long, beautiful legs, slim waist, and full hips were fully displayed before Yang Kai's eyes. He could not see her face, as it was covered by a thin veil, but a dark blue gem adorned her smooth forehead, the only piece of jewelry that perfectly highlighted her cold and sacred beauty.
The hazy moonlight added a misty charm to her.
She seemed like a fairy who had descended from the moon palace, flawless from head to toe, exuding a sacred and noble aura. She lay there quietly, as if she would never wake up. For some inexplicable reason, Yang Kai felt a pang of sadness.
Yang Kai, who was not usually a sentimental person, was deeply moved by this poetic and picturesque scene. Even if time passed and decades went by, this scene would never be forgotten.
As if driven by some unseen force, Yang Kai quietly approached, suppressing his breathing and heartbeat, afraid of disturbing her.
When he reached the bedside, about ten feet away, Yang Kai carefully examined her and found that she was indeed the senior sister he had almost collided with at the Contribution Hall that day. He had had a vague suspicion when he saw the veil.
However, at that time, she did not have the lofty and inviolable sacredness she now possessed; she was just timid, shy, and pure. Looking up at the holes in the roof, Yang Kai chuckled. These holes that had not been repaired for a long time had done a good deed today.
This light chuckle inadvertently startled the sleeping Xia Ningshang. When Yang Kai looked down again, he saw that the senior sister was staring at him with wide eyes.
Her large, bright eyes first showed confusion and anger, then turned shy. In the blink of an eye, Xia Ningshang's small earlobes turned red again.
Fortunately, it was night, and although there was moonlight, Yang Kai could not see everything clearly, which spared Xia Ningshang some embarrassment.
The two of them stared at each other, one on the bed and one by the bed.
Yang Kai was full of questions, while Xia Ningshang wished she could slap herself unconscious. Her heart was in turmoil, never expecting to be so careless and fall asleep here.
"Cough, cough..." Yang Kai cleared his throat, trying to appear friendly, and asked, "What is the senior sister's name?"
Perhaps due to his fluctuating emotions, Yang Kai's voice sounded somewhat ethereal in the middle of the night, in the environment where a man and a woman were alone in a room, making it sound somewhat inappropriate.
It sounded like he was asking, "What is the young lady's name?"
With a distinctly lecherous tone.
Xia Ningshang's face turned red, but she still maintained her composure, sitting up on the bed, smoothing her hair, and softly said, "My surname is Xia..."
Xia Ningshang did not feel comfortable giving her name, feeling too embarrassed today.
"So, you are Senior Sister Xia. Is there something you need from me, Senior Sister Xia?"
If there was nothing, how could such a celestial being condescend to come to his dilapidated wooden house?
Hearing Yang Kai's question, Xia Ningshang remembered her purpose. She hurriedly took out a package from beside her, calmed down, and said, "This afternoon, a hunter from the foot of Blackwind Mountain came looking for you, but you didn't return until it was time to light the lamps. I saw that he was eager to return, so I asked him. The hunter said to thank you for saving his life and asked me to give you this package, saying he would come to thank you in person when he has time."
Hearing this, Yang Kai immediately knew who it was.
The hunter Zhang Shan! Last time, when he returned from gathering herbs in Blackwind Mountain, he had saved Zhang Shan and his son.
Yang Kai took the package and nodded, "I see."
Xia Ningshang lifted her eyes and secretly observed him a few times, then said, "I was entrusted with this task, so I waited for you to return, but I... I..."
She fell asleep... She was too embarrassed to say it, feeling a sense of failure. Moreover, she had even slept on someone else's bed.
Yang Kai understood the situation and laughed, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for your hard work. Next time, I will return earlier."
Xia Ningshang was not sure if it was her imagination or if he was deliberately doing it, but his words sounded wrong, as if a husband was promising his wife before leaving.
Biting her lip, Xia Ningshang said somewhat discontentedly, "Whether you return early or not has nothing to do with me. I have delivered the package to you, so I will leave."
With that, she twisted her waist, stomped her foot, and disappeared, leaving a lingering fragrance in the room and on someone's nose.
This Senior Sister Xia was really quite shy.
Thinking back to the scene just now, Yang Kai felt a sense of warmth. Coming to his senses, he opened the package left by Zhang Shan and found two sets of blue robes.
These robes were sewn with meticulous needlework, and Yang Kai guessed they were made by Zhang Shan's wife.
Zhang Shan had thought of it! Last time, during the battle with the flower-backed spider, his clothes were torn to shreds. That was why he had brought him two sets of clothes today.
Yang Kai smiled slightly, put the items away, and then lay down on the bed.