newbobooks Chapter 229 seems to have a bit of that...
Chapter 229 seems to have a bit of that...
"Have you heard? Grandmaster Hanluo and Uncle Jingshu are actually a couple!"
"Of course I know! My master just called me over and said that the sect leader is currently helping my grandmaster and uncle prepare for the joint ceremony, and asked me and my other senior brothers to go and deliver invitations to various sects!"
"Huh?! So fast?!"
"Isn't Uncle-Master Jing Shu a cultivator with the Light Spirit Root? With him and Grandmaster publicizing this so much, won't some people spread unfounded rumors about it?"
"You just came out of seclusion, so you don't know yet, do you? Uncle-Master Jing Shu isn't just a simple cultivator with a light spiritual root; he also has a dark spiritual root!"
"What??!"
"That's not all! Guess what cultivation level Uncle-Master Jing Shu is at now? Early stage of the Integration Realm!"
The man who had just emerged from seclusion was completely stunned. Early stage of the Integration Realm—wasn't that just like the current Sect Master?! What had he missed during his seclusion?!
"So, who dares to speak ill of our Uncle Jing Shu? Uncle Jing Shu could kill him with a single sword strike!"
The Cloud Burial Sect disciples gathered together couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this. Indeed, the words were rough but the meaning was sound.
"But thinking about it, our Grandmaster Hanluo and Uncle Jingshu are really a perfect match, both of them are so good-looking!"
One of the female disciples recalled seeing the two figures from afar last time. One was in blue and the other in red, one was aloof and the other gentle. They were truly a perfect match!
“Indeed.” The male disciple nodded.
"My grandmaster and uncle are both freaks when it comes to cultivation!"
The other disciples couldn't help but nod in agreement.
Only one young disciple was sighing, "Leaving aside Grandmaster and Uncle-Master, for some reason, the Spirit Feather Chickens I'm responsible for taking care of have been mysteriously disappearing lately, and I still can't figure out why. Senior brothers and sisters, can you help me...?"
..........
On the cold peak, when Gu Yue learned that there was only one month left until the Liheji Grand Ceremony, she began to pull Shi Chuan and the others down the mountain to buy various things.
It is worth mentioning that Li Ning, the sect leader of the Dan Sect, and Zhang Tianxing, the sect leader of the Tianyan Sect, who were closest to the location, arrived first.
It seemed that Li Ning had already heard that Gu Yue was also there, so he followed her, leaving Zhang Tianxing, who had originally planned to come and play together, alone in the Cloud Burial Sect.
On the contrary, the two who were about to merge their household registrations were completely idle at this time. However, since the nightmare that night, Jing Shu had a few more dreams intermittently.
In his dreams, he transforms into various creatures, only to be brutally murdered. The dreams are so real that Jing Shu believes the slain creatures are himself.
Jing Shu didn't understand why he was having these dreams. As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night; if he was having dreams, they should be related to his master.
Perhaps, I haven't thought enough?
So Jing Shu clung to Han Luo even more in the days that followed, since most of the time it was just the two of them at Han Feng's place...
Oh, and there's one more egg.
When Jing Shu passed by, he saw the Demon Egg waiting quietly at his senior brother's door like a stone, and couldn't help but laugh at it.
It seems that it did something to anger the eldest brother, so the eldest brother punished it by not allowing it to follow him recently.
To be able to provoke the usually easy-going senior brother like this, it has to be said that Demon Egg does possess some skill.
As the day of the marriage ceremony drew closer, Han Luo finally couldn't resist kicking Jing Shu, who had been clinging to her every day, off the bed.
Han Luo pulled a piece of clothing over herself, covering up the suggestive marks on her body, but the marks on her neck and collarbone were impossible to hide.
"Jingshu! I understand that you're more sexually averse now because I made you abstain for too long before. But you can't keep doing this forever, can you?"
Han Luo usually spoils Jing Shu and lets him do whatever he wants, but this time is different. He hasn't gotten out of bed for three days!
Everyone said they wouldn't do it anymore, but Jing Shu always lied and said it was the last time, and then kept going! How could Han Luo not be angry?
Han Luo's kick didn't actually hurt at all; he had been so engrossed in lust for so long that he couldn't muster any strength.
The intense feeling of fullness below made Han Luo frown. Seeing Jing Shu stand up, she reached out and pulled Jing Shu to sit down next to her.
“Jingshu, something’s wrong with you. Even if you want it, it shouldn’t be like this…”
Jing Shu was still feeling guilty for upsetting his master when he heard Han Luo keenly notice his unusual behavior and reached out to hug her.
"Master... I don't know what's wrong with me, I just keep feeling anxious and a bit irritable, I always feel like something bad is going to happen..."
As he spoke, Jing Shu tightened his grip on Han Luo's arm slightly. He truly could only feel a moment of peace when he held Han Luo close.
Han Luo stroked Jing Shu's hair. After hearing Jing Shu's explanation, she hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help asking.
"Do you... have that... pre-wedding anxiety? That's what they call it where you're from, right?"
Pre-wedding anxiety?
Jing Shu recalled his recent state: he had many dreams and was easily awakened, had difficulty falling asleep, felt anxious and irritable, and always wanted to cling to his master...
It seems there are some...
Seeing that Jing Shu remained silent, Han Luo thought that she had probably guessed correctly. She lowered her head and kissed Jing Shu's forehead, gently comforting her Daoist partner who was much younger than her.
"It's alright, Jingshu, it's just a formality, don't be too nervous, I'm here..."
Jing Shu was a little embarrassed, but he had to admit that he enjoyed it very much and quickly recovered, sitting up from Han Luo's embrace.
"Master, I'm alright now..."
Jing Shu looked down at the two of them, whose reactions had not yet subsided, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Master, shall we do it one last time? I promise it will be the last time."
Han Luo pressed her finger against Jing Shu's forehead. "This is bad."
“Master…” Jing Shu’s tears came without warning.
Han Luo helplessly pinched Jing Shu's mouth shut, preventing him from speaking further.
"The price increase... really can't continue..."
Jing Shu's eyes lit up, and he immediately picked Han Luo up by the waist, "Then I'll help Master clean up!"
"..."
Two hours later, Jing Shu carried the sleepy Han Luo back to the room.
After using his spiritual power to change the things on the bed, Jing Shu put Han Luo down, then got into bed and hugged her.
Han Luo was still muttering, "Jing Shu, really, I don't want it anymore..."
Upon hearing this, Jing Shu smiled slightly and said softly, "Alright, Master, I won't disturb you anymore. Go to sleep..."
Han Luo seemed to be saying something, but after hearing Jing Shu's words, she gradually fell silent and fell into a deep sleep.