63: It's not that I'm lusting after your body, it's that I'm lusting after your body!

"Junior Martial Uncle, what's wrong?"

Seeing him dazed, Mu Lingxi asked with some concern.

Lu Yu snapped out of it, looking at the girl before him with her clear eyes full of concern and expectation; a warm current and complex emotions welled up in his heart.

Having a wife like this, what more could a man ask for!

"It's nothing, it's just that this Cultivation Technique... is too precious."

Lu Yu closed the jade box and said solemnly.

"Xiao Xi, thank you."

Seeing him accept it, Mu Lingxi's eyes curved into crescent smiles.

"Why are you being so polite with me? By the way, tonight... are you free? I recently learned a new ancient zither piece for calming the mind and soothing the spirit from Second Senior Martial Uncle called 'Flowing Spring Under the Moon.' I heard it's very good for relieving cultivation fatigue and nourishing the Divine Soul. It can even improve one's Comprehension Ability to a certain extent while playing. I... I want to play it for you."

As she spoke, the tips of her ears quietly turned red, and she lowered her head, fiddling with the hem of her clothes.

The drunkard's interest was not in the wine.

How could Lu Yu not understand this girl's intentions?

Late at night, a man and a woman alone, playing the zither?

He feared that as she played, the melody would eventually change.

Facing Mu Lingxi's repeated, undisguised directness and her unreserved devotion, he couldn't help but sigh helplessly in his heart.

A girl had already gone this far; if he continued to dodge and hesitate, would he still be a man?

Forget taking it slow or not rushing things; tonight, he was going to go all the way!

Lu Yu looked at Mu Lingxi's lowered profile, which was flushed with a moving blush. His heart became resolute as he spoke.

"Alright, tonight... I'll wait for you."

Mu Lingxi looked up abruptly, an unbelievable light of pleasant surprise instantly erupting in her eyes, which was then overwhelmed by a massive wave of shyness, turning even her neck a shade of pink.

She gave a soft "Mhm" like the buzz of a mosquito and almost jogged out of the small courtyard, her departing figure radiating joy.

"Wait a moment, Xiao Xi."

Seeing her cheerful appearance, Lu Yu immediately called out to her. Mu Lingxi's body stiffened, fearing she might hear Lu Yu taking back his words.

Lu Yu walked up to Mu Lingxi, placed his index and middle fingers on his forehead—a flicker of spiritual light appearing—and then pressed them against Mu Lingxi's forehead, sending it into her Sea of Consciousness.

"This is... well, a Cultivation Technique I obtained by an Opportunity. Its effects are much better than your Yin Yang Saint Transformation Art. You can Cultivate this Cultivation Technique instead, and give that Yin Yang Saint Transformation Art to the Sect. After all, we have this Yin Yang Chaos Scripture now."

Upon checking this Immortal Grade Dual Cultivation Technique in her Sea of Consciousness, Mu Lingxi's small mouth hung open in surprise!

"Junior Martial Uncle, you're so good to me!"

Mu Lingxi instantly smiled and hugged Lu Yu, her small face beet-red. After all, giving someone a Dual Cultivation Technique—if that's not lusting after their body, then what is!

"I'll strive to reach the initial level as soon as possible and come to Cultivate with you tonight, Junior Martial Uncle!"

With that, Mu Lingxi hurriedly flew away, overcome with bashfulness.

Lu Yu shook his head and chuckled, but he also felt a sense of relief, as if the dust had finally settled.

He returned to the quiet room and first took a rough look at the Yin Yang Chaos Scripture in his Sea of Consciousness.

The scripture was incomparably profound; even the opening general principles contained infinite wonders, far surpassing the Yin Yang Saint Transformation Art.

If one could truly practice this scripture together with a Dao Companion who shared a mutual connection of hearts, the results would be simply unimaginable.

This Yin Yang Chaos Scripture was divided into the Chaos Yang Art and the Chaos Yin Art. The Chaos Yang Art was the part for men to Cultivate, while the Chaos Yin Art was naturally for women.

Only when both parties fused their cultivation—the Chaos Yang Art and the Chaos Yin Art merging—would it be the complete Yin Yang Chaos Scripture!

Night fell, and the moonlight was like water.

Inside Lu Yu's small courtyard, luminous pearls emitted a soft light.

Mu Lingxi indeed came, having changed into an elegant, sky-blue long dress. She was less radiant than during the day, but possessed more of a clear and gentle beauty under the moonlight.

Holding her ancient zither, she sat down at the small desk by the window that Lu Yu had specially cleared.

This ancient zither was no simple secular instrument, but a Medium Grade Magic Treasure named the Heavenly Silk Zither. Its strings were woven and tempered from the silk spun by the rare Snow Spirit Ice Silkworm on nights of the full moon, supplemented by the first golden rays of dawn and the rainbow mist that had not yet touched the ground after a thunderstorm!

The body of the zither was carved from the heartwood of the most precious part of an Azure Sky Ancient Wood.

Pieces played on this zither would have the effects of improving a Cultivator's Comprehension Ability, resting the body and mind, soothing the spirit, and suppressing internal evil thoughts and Heart Demons.

"Junior Martial Uncle, I... I'm starting?"

She lowered her eyes slightly, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Mhm."

Lu Yu sat not far across from her, watching quietly.

The zither music began, somewhat stiff and nervous at first, but it quickly became fluid.

It was indeed "Flowing Spring Under the Moon." The melody was ethereal and clear, like moonlight spilling into a mountain stream, the gurgling water washing away dust; it truly had the effect of calming and soothing the mind.

Although Mu Lingxi's zither skills were not as superb as Second Senior Sister Su Qingyin's, she had received the true teachings and possessed a uniquely fresh and moving charm.

Lu Yu closed his eyes and relaxed his mind, letting the spring-like zither music flow through his heart, smoothing out the fatigue and tension from a day of sword practice.

The circulation of spiritual Qi within his body faintly resonated with the zither music, making his entire being feel comfortable.

As she played, the music gradually underwent a subtle change.

It lost some of its initial deliberateness and gained a few hints of natural tenderness and affection. The melody became increasingly lingering and passionate, as if the moonlight stream had flowed into a warm, deep pool, stirring up layers of ripples.

This melody also gradually drifted away from its original meaning, making one's heart inevitably wander. This kind of zither music was most effective at plucking a Cultivator's heartstrings, using the emotions contained within the music to stir the listener's own feelings.

Mu Lingxi stopped her playing at some point, the lingering notes of the zither music slowly dissipating in the room.

She looked up, her eyes like pools of water, gazing intently at Lu Yu.

Lu Yu also opened his eyes, and their gazes met.

It was as if invisible threads were entwining the two of them in the air. In the quiet room, only their gradually clearing breaths and heartbeats remained.

Mu Lingxi stood up, holding her zither. Step by step, she slowly walked to Lu Yu.

She didn't speak, but simply placed the zither gently to the side. Then, under the gaze of Lu Yu's deep eyes, slowly and with a hint of resolute courage, she sat sideways in his lap.

A warm and fragrant beauty entered his embrace, bringing with her a young girl's unique scent and a slight tremble.

Mu Lingxi's delicate and boneless body seemed somewhat feverish. At some point, her blue outer garment had already slipped to the floor, leaving only the thin gauze inner lining. Her enchanting and graceful figure was faintly visible, truly stirring one's heartstrings!

The collar at her chest was half-open as she lay in Lu Yu's arms. With just a slight tilt of his head, he could gaze into the abyss and glimpse the primeval source!

Lu Yu's body stiffened slightly before relaxing, his arms naturally wrapping around her slender waist.

"Junior Martial Uncle..."

Mu Lingxi tilted her face up, her red lips slightly parted as she exhaled like an orchid, her eyes filled with undisguised infatuation and longing.

"Was the zither... pleasant to hear?"

"It was pleasant."

Lu Yu's voice was somewhat low and husky, his gaze falling on her succulent lips.

Whether it was due to the interference of the zither music or because their hearts had already been inclined toward each other.

At this moment, all words became redundant.