newbobooks Chapter 335 Desire and Bones
Chapter 335 Desire and Bones
Chapter 335 Desire and Bones
All extraordinary techniques come at a high price.
The divine-level resurrection technique, once perfected, requires consuming lifespan to bring the dead back to life.
Regenerating and rejuvenating skin consumes soul power.
After using the spell, Shen Yao felt very tired.
She removed the hairpin from her hair, leaned against Jiang Ming's chest, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat.
'Thump...thump...'
Healthy and strong; it sounds very reassuring.
Jiang Ming's heart was beating faster and faster, while Shen Yao felt increasingly sleepy.
A soft whisper escaped her lips: "I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep now..."
She always falls asleep instantly, and she is even more so now.
Before the words were even finished, the brain had already entered a state of dormancy.
Night had fallen outside the window, and the lamp inside the room was lit.
The lamps went out one by one, leaving only one at the foot of the bed.
The lamp cast a soft, dim light, just enough to see clearly without disturbing sleep.
His willow-leaf eyes were as gentle as a clear pool, and his hands, with their distinct lines and strong strength, gently stroked her back.
Jiang Ming had wanted to hold her like this while she slept for many years.
He held her for a while, then took off her soft, water-like shoes and put her in bed.
After covering her with the blanket, he retreated to the foot of the bed, lifted the corner of the blanket, and lifted her feet to carefully examine the gold enamel ring on her ankle.
After confirming that the anklet was a pair with Tu Xiaoxiao's bracelet, Jiang Ming took it off for her directly.
He took a deep breath, casually tossed the anklet to the ground, and sat at the foot of the bed, sulking.
Jiang Ming, having crossed the river, burned the bridge; he had no recollection of the kindness Tu Xiaoxiao had shown him in pursuing his wife.
He cursed Feng Yu a thousand times in his heart for failing to guard against the fox demon, and mentally tore the fox demon apart a thousand times.
Having sulked enough, his gaze returned to the exposed section of her calf...
The allure of her fair and pinkish skin tempted Jiang Ming, giving rise to wicked thoughts.
He really wanted to see what the legs underneath the skirt looked like now.
He thought it that way, and he did it that way.
He should be able to see his own wife and the mother of his children however he wants.
His thoughts were lurking beneath the surface; his muscular hand slowly pushed upwards along the pink jade...
The lake-blue skirt was pushed up, and its dazzling beauty made him lose his composure.
His cheeks flushed, and he stared intently at the smooth, delicate jade satin, his Adam's apple bobbing several times.
His heart was pounding, his breathing was becoming increasingly rapid, and he felt a strange, dull, numb sensation in his head.
If one leg is this beautiful, then the other one...
With a wicked thought, the hand gripped the other ankle and pushed upwards without thinking...
The silky smooth feel was too wonderful; a gaze, tinged with desire, followed the retreating skirt upwards...
Jiang Ming's liver fire was too strong, and he started bleeding from his nose.
He loosened his grip on the jade ribbon slightly, and pressed the back of his left hand under his nose, feeling somewhat annoyed.
So disappointing!
She's getting a nosebleed. What should we do when she wakes up?
He wanted to consummate their marriage tonight.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, she must have been exhausted from performing the spell and was sleeping soundly.
I wonder if I'll wake up tonight.
He pulled the blanket over her legs with his right hand, stopped the nosebleed, cleaned her up, and kissed her heart through the blanket.
Her eyes sparkled, and she quietly painted her beautiful face.
He pondered to himself.
By tomorrow morning at the latest.
……
Shen Yao had a silent dream.
There was no sound in the dream.
It was so quiet, like watching a silent film.
She was in a third-person perspective, fully aware that she was dreaming, watching the silent film play frame by frame.
The scene in my field of vision was mysterious; it was in a void.
She seemed to be floating up and down, sometimes looking down, sometimes looking up.
Against a backdrop of deep blue, mountains and black trees appear out of nowhere.
A woman who looked exactly like her walked along the gentle mountain path.
Shen Yao knew the woman's identity clearly in her dream.
She is the Divine Venerable Ningyao.
Two shadowy figures followed behind her, one black and one gray, one large and one small.
Shen Yao recognized the black phantom; it was the Guardian Deity.
Even as a child, she inexplicably knew his identity: he was the God of Slaying.
The black phantom would occasionally accelerate and fly to Ningyao's side, only to be shaken off by her.
She seemed to be arguing with the guardian spirit about something; her lips moved from time to time.
They argued for a long time, when suddenly Ningyao Goddess turned around, her expression firm, and said something in a loud voice.
Shen Yao understood the lip reading: "Don't even think about destroying my Dao Heart!"
The guardian deity ceased its argument and, together with the god-slaying blade, transformed into the god-slaying sword, which flew and hung at the waist of the goddess Ningyao.
The scene shifts, and the Divine Venerable Ningyao appears before a weapon-refining platform, upon which rests a long zither.
The long zither is simple and elegant, with seven strings that gleam with a spiritual light.
Ningyao Goddess removed one of the strings from the zither, disappeared for a while, and when she reappeared, she had an object in her hand that looked like a red tree root.
She refined the red tree root into silk, and used that red silk to replace the strings of the zither, installing it on the seven-stringed zither.
Shen Yao suddenly realized that this was the scene where Ningyao Goddess had uprooted her love and refined it into the strings of a zither.
From her perspective above, she silently wondered if the Goddess Ningyao had some serious illness.
She took apart the strings of her perfectly good seven-stringed zither and attached her own emotional core to it. Did she think that she was now heartless and invincible?
The seven-stringed zither was newly completed, and the goddess Ningyao tried to play a tune. Shenyao could not hear the music, but could only see her playing movements.
After finishing the piece, she seemed quite satisfied, then unleashed a large ball of divine fire, burning the seven-stringed zither to ashes…
It burned...
It really is a serious illness.
Her divine fire was golden-red, and the seven-stringed zither was quickly consumed by it.
Ningyao Goddess's lips parted and closed, and Shen Yao understood her lip movements again: "According to the rules, I cannot keep you."
Talking nonsense, acting strangely.
After the seven-stringed zither was burned, she removed the ashes and disappeared behind the refining platform.
She didn't come out for a long time this time, her face pale, as if she had been seriously injured.
She held a bone in her hand; the bone was also red and was a crescent-shaped, flat bone.
Shen Yao knew at a glance that this was the Desire Bone of the Divine Venerable Ningyao.
Really ruthless.
She disappeared twice; she must have entered her sea of consciousness, forcibly uprooting her spiritual body and the roots of her emotions, and forcibly removing her own desires.
It's sick and terrible.
Ningyao Goddess placed the Desire Bone on the refining platform, expressionlessly unleashed a golden-red divine fire, watched as the Desire Bone was devoured by the divine fire, and then disappeared from the refining platform.
He must have gone to recuperate from his injuries.
Although Shen Yao did not see the follow-up, she knew that Ningyao Goddess had injured her divine body and damaged her divine soul, and had gone to recuperate.
On the refining platform, divine fire continued to burn, and the crescent-shaped flat bone appeared and disappeared in the firelight.
The flames burned for a very long time, and the crescent-shaped bone solidified into a round bead.
The round red beads are very beautiful, with a pure and crystal-clear color.
Oh dear, Shen Yao silently complained, the desire bones weren't burned clean, and instead they were refined into spirit pearls.
I wonder if the Divine Venerable Ningyao will return to inspect it, and how she will handle this spiritual pearl.
Shen Yao's perspective remained floating up and down, and the God did not return even after a long time.
In her dream, she thought, "How boring. It's time to wake up."
As soon as the thought crossed her mind, her gaze began to move forward, until it reached the front of the weapon-refining platform.
With the red spirit orb so close at hand, Shen Yao felt playful and wanted to test whether she could blow it.
She exhaled silently, trying to activate the spirit pearl.
When she took her first breath, it was a normal breeze.
She blew on it several times.
The wind grew stronger and stronger, suddenly turning into a hurricane, and in the blink of an eye, it swept away the red spirit orb, taking it to an unknown place.
Shen Yao was dumbfounded in her dream.
A dream is a dream, indeed very mysterious; it can be blown up like a hurricane.
How funny!
It seems she was preoccupied with her thoughts during the day and had some unrealistic fantasies.
"Shouldn't this dream be over by now?" she thought.
Suddenly the scene shifted again, and she saw the red spirit pearl fall into the Tu family of Longyuan City and into the belly of a beautiful fox woman.
The scene shifts like turning the pages of a book, and the fox woman successfully gives birth to a fox cub.
As the scenes shifted, the fox cub transformed and grew into a beautiful, flamboyant young woman with white ears and a white tail, eventually becoming the elegant and refined Tu Xiaoxiao…