Chapter 31.1

I’m Not Tasty (1)

It was not completely dark yet at this hour. There’s still daylight. How could they cultivate?

Wait, there seemed to be no problem with them cultivating. Why couldn’t they cultivate during the day? This cultivation was pure and innocent.

But… the last time Ji Qingzhou practiced with Shen Rongyu, he almost squeezed her out of their cultivation space. After two days of not practicing, she suddenly had a strange feeling.

“Then…” Ji Qingzhou’s toes buried into the ground. She looked down at her toes, which was a sign of her hesitation.

“Zhouzhou, if you don’t want to, I’ll come and look for you later,” Shen Rongyu suggested unhurriedly, looking at the toes she was burying on the ground.

Cultivating at night seemed even more strange…

Ji Qingzhou nodded. She waded through the water, and on the surface of the pool where she stepped on, ripples after ripples appeared in circles.

She approached Shen Rongyu. On the bamboo platform in the courtyard, there was a soft bed across a candlestick desk and a truss on the side, where Shen Rongyu sometimes rested.

Ji Qingzhou looked around, intending to move a chair over to sit, but Shen Rongyu stretched out his arms and wrapped his hands across her waist. She was stunned. Her waist muscles contracted in an instant, and her cheeks flushed red.

“And you’re telling me you don’t look like that plant,” Shen Rongyu teased, staring at her red earlobes.

Naturally, he was referring to the shameplant Elder Qiao Shu had brought from somewhere.

“I’m not… a touch-me-not…”

Ji Qingzhou uttered the name inadvertently, thinking that this shameplant didn’t have its own name in the cultivation world.

“Touch-me-not.” Shen Rongyu commented, “It’s a good name. You can suggest it to Elder Qiao another day.”

“En.” Ji Qingzhou lowered her head and saw the jade pendant hanging on Shen Rongyu’s waist, as well as the waist belt for his sword. It girded his waist very tightly, outlining his narrow waist even more temptingly — It was just that it was usually hidden by his loose robe, so nobody took notice of it.

Wait, what am I focusing on again? Ji Qingzhou’s fine eyebrows raised, and her eyes widened.

As soon as Shen Rongyu drew his arms back, he hugged her down. She fell on her buttocks and sat on his bamboo bed. Shen Rongyu withdrew his hands, and the fine ribbon on her sleeve brushed the back of his hand.

“Are you on the second stage of Qi Refining?” Shen Rongyu asked. He already knew that Ji Qingzhou’s cultivation had improved a bit.

“Yeah, my cultivation speed is faster than before,” Ji Qingzhou confirmed with a nod.

He held her wrist. It was a good spot to inject spirit qi as the meridians were unobstructed, so he held her wrist every time.

In fact, there were other places where the meridians were more open than the wrist, but…

Shen Rongyu’s eyes narrowed obscurely. He didn’t dwell deeper any more. He only drew the spirit qi in the surroundings and helped Ji Qingzhou absorb them. He gently tugged at Ji Qingzhou, and she fell into his embrace.

The cultivation space belonging to the two began to form. Ji Qingzhou’s divine sense nimbly moved, and she hid in the corner, but once Shen Rongyu touched her with his divine sense, he became… became…

This must be his original nature. In short, he became wicked.

Of course Ji Qingzhou knew that Shen Rongyu was most likely pretending to be gentle, because the ice in his eyes never dissipated, but when the red qi belonging to him wrapped around her body again, she wanted to weep but failed to shed a tear.

He was at it again, sticking to her.

Ji Qingzhou didn’t really hate the vital energy that belonged to him, but it just kept challenging the safe distance she could endure, getting closer and closer to her.

This time, Ji Qingzhou was pressing her spine in the corner, when she suddenly felt a cold touch. The red vital energy gradually climbed up her spine until it reached her neck.

Ji Qingzhou turned her head to the side, and the soft red qi wrapped around her slender neck. They gurgled and twisted wildly along the veins of her flesh.

Of course, Shen Rongyu’s vital energy did not tighten around her neck. It just rubbed against her.

The collarbone under the neck turned faintly bright, giving the impression that it was filled with red liquid.

Of course Ji Qingzhou couldn’t see the bright color. She closed her eyes, as if recalling something.

In the store at the market outside the Xuanyun Sect, she changed into a new dress, pushed the door open and walked out. Through the sunlight pouring in outside the store, Shen Rongyu turned his head to look at her and his throat rolled under his jawline.

He didn’t look as benign and unreachable as before. At that moment when he saw her, there seemed to be an unspeakable desire in his gaze.

His desire was tucked deep, and when he fastened the silk ribbon around her neck, in an angle Ji Qingzhou couldn’t see, he lowered his eyes and stared at her. His eyes were as deep as a lake, as if wishing to suck her whole body in.

At that time, his fingertips quivered a little as they brushed the side of her fragile neck, but they didn’t touch her. He only hooked the soft silk ribbon, and let it fall from between his fingers like running water.

Of course, in the most secretive cultivation space, his divine sense would naturally not hide his desires. The red qi that belonged to him moved straightforward and enthusiastic. He stroked Ji Qingzhou’s neck as if she was his lover, and in the end, a flower bloomed at her neck.

Ji Qingzhou heard his guttural gasp again that pulled the vibration of his vocal cords. Her hands fell on her sides, and with nowhere to rely on, she could only flail randomly until the red qi flowed into her palm. The wisps gently scratched her as if to soothe her.

She breathed a sigh of relief. She temporarily accepted such a state, but she found that it wasn’t… particularly deplorable.