138: Chapter 138 The Spiritual Root is Finally Obtained

"Wei Feisen waited for your response, his chin resting on top of your head, his arms tightening further. His entire being radiated a shameless stubbornness, as if to say, 'I won't let go until you call me that.'"

"Call me husband."

"These three words circled in your mind several times; no matter how you thought about it, it felt like a humiliating disgrace."

"But you endured it."

"For the Spiritual Root, endure."

"At such a critical moment, absolutely nothing must go wrong."

"You bit your lower lip and stammered."

"'Hus... Husband.'"

"Your voice was as small as a mosquito's hum."

"'Hmm?' Wei Feisen lowered his head, his lips almost brushing against your earlobe. 'Speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly.'"

"...You greeted his ancestors up to the eighteenth generation in your heart."

"'Husband.'"

"You squeezed these two words through your teeth; your voice was still not loud, but it was enough for him to hear clearly."

"Your earlobes were burning hot enough to fry an egg."

"Wei Feisen's breathing abruptly hitched."

"He stiffened for a moment, then the arm wrapping around your waist suddenly tightened, pulling you out of his embrace with tremendous force."

"Before you could react to what was happening, the back of your head was caught by a large hand."

"He kissed you."

"Without any warning, without any hesitation, his thin lips covered yours directly, carrying a strong scent of alcohol and a long-repressed frenzy."

"Your pupils constricted slightly."

"His lips were scorching hot, his movements eager yet not rough, as if he had held back for a very, very long time and finally breached the dam at this moment."

"The warm, soft sensation carrying the spicy scent of alcohol probed into your teeth, traced over your pearly whites, swept over your tongue tip, and then entangled with you."

"You were stunned."

"Not because you were being kissed."

"But because."

"Ding—"

"Destiny Mission Completed!"

"Target: Wei Feisen"

"Destiny Mission One: Marry her as your wife—Completed (In Simulation)"

"Mission Verdict: Wei Feisen has completed the wedding ceremony with you, obsession fulfilled."

"Settlement Reward: Simulation Count × 1, Blue Trait [Inferior Spiritual Root · Fire]"

"Trait Effect: Grants the owner an Inferior Fire-attribute Spiritual Root, capable of Cultivating Spiritual Qi, sensing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, guiding Qi into the body; Breakthrough speed is 30% of a Low Grade Spiritual Root."

"Do you wish to adjust the current trait configuration?"

"The simulation scene abruptly froze."

"The image stopped at the most ambiguous frame: Wei Feisen, with one hand cupping the back of your head and the other wrapping around your waist, pressed you entirely into his embrace. You had your face tilted slightly upward, your lips held by him, the distance between the two of you zero."

"And in the simulation, you were stiff as a board, your eyes wide open, your expression filled with the shock of 'I wasn't ready yet, and you've already kissed me.'"

"Outside the simulation."

"Lin Shuangwan stared at the frozen image, a smile emerging at the corners of her mouth."

"It's done!"

"The Spiritual Root is obtained!"

"She almost jumped up on the spot."

"Although an Inferior Spiritual Root is the lowest grade, a Spiritual Root is still a Spiritual Root; there is a chasm between having one and not having one."

"With this, she could truly step across the threshold of Cultivation, guide Qi into her body, sense the world, and no longer be a Mortal rejected by the Dao of Immortality!"

"However, the next second, her gaze fell on the frozen frame."

"That image."

"Her face."

"His face."

"Two faces pressed together."

"Lips touching."

"One could even faintly see a wisp of transparent moisture connecting the two."

"'...'"

"The arc of Lin Shuangwan's mouth stiffened."

"Her mouth twitched."

"'I say, what is the meaning of freezing it on this scene?'"

"The panel did not respond."

"The image remained still, every detail visible."

"Wei Feisen had his eyes closed, his expression intoxicated and satisfied, while her simulated self had her cold, peach-blossom eyes wide open, and in her mouth..."

"'...Fine.'"

"Lin Shuangwan took a deep breath, deciding not to argue with a System about aesthetics."

"It's a simulation anyway; she'd already been heavily suppressed for several months last time, so what's the big deal about being kissed once."

"She'll just take a look."

"Yeah, just take a look."

"Lin Shuangwan withdrew her gaze and focused her attention on the trait panel."

"[ Current Trait Configuration: ]"

"[ Peerless Elegance ] (Purple)"

"[ Steadfast Heart ] (White)"

"[ Fog-Hidden Heavenly Secrets ] (Purple)"

"Three slots, to stuff in a Spiritual Root, one must be kicked out."

"Peerless Elegance cannot be moved; not to mention its other effects, the attached Spiritual Qi affinity can increase Cultivation speed, and the luck bonus might have miraculous effects."

"Fog-Hidden Heavenly Secrets cannot be moved; in the Cultivation World, not having this is equivalent to streaking."

"Then that only leaves Steadfast Heart."

"White quality, solid Dao Heart, resistance to mental attacks..."

"It is indeed useful for her current situation, but compared to a Spiritual Root, the importance is clear at a glance."

"Without a Spiritual Root, one cannot even push open the door to Cultivation; no matter how solid the Dao Heart is, one is still a Mortal."

"Wait until the Breakthrough to Aperture Opening to swap it back."

"Lin Shuangwan moved her mind, unequipped [ Steadfast Heart ], and equipped [ Inferior Spiritual Root (Fire) ]."

"The emotions only surged for a few breaths before Lin Shuangwan suppressed them."

"The simulation screen began to flow again."

"'By the time you regained your senses, Wei Feisen was still kissing you.'"

"'To be precise, he wasn't just kissing you anymore; his hand had already moved up from your waist, his fingertips gripping the back of your neck, his posture becoming increasingly domineering.'"

"'But your mindset had completely changed.'"

"'The mission was completed.'"

"'The Spiritual Root was obtained.'"

"'Why are you still staying here?'"

"'You retreated half an inch, and the moment a gap opened between your lips, your right hand rose, and a hand-blade struck precisely at the back of Wei Feisen's neck.'"

"'Slap.'"

"'Crisp and neat.'"

"'The Yuan power of an Earthly Immortal Perfection was injected into this strike, not too much, not too little, just enough to knock out an Xiantian Peak Martial Artist who had drunk half a pot of strong liquor.'"

"'Wei Feisen's body stiffened for a moment, the last thing remaining in his eyes was an extremely confused look, then his eyelids closed, and his entire body fell straight forward.'"

"'You dodged to the side, letting him fall into empty air.'"

"'With a dull thud, the Black Tiger Gang leader, Wei Feisen, on his wedding night, lay face down on the carpet of the bridal chamber.'"

"'You looked down at him, your mouth moving.'"

"'Sorry brother, business is business.'"

"'You reached out and wiped your lips, looking at the moisture on your fingertips, your expression somewhat strange.'"

"'Then you turned around abruptly, grabbed the teapot from the table, chugged three large mouthfuls, held it in your mouth to rinse desperately, spat it out after rinsing, and then chugged a second pot.'"

"'After three pots of tea, you felt the taste of alcohol and Wei Feisen's scent in your mouth fade a little.'"

"'You looked up, the bronze mirror reflecting your slightly red lips and your somewhat disheveled appearance from rubbing, and you pulled the corners of your mouth down, returning to your usual cold expression.'"

"'Alright, business is priority.'"

"'You bent down, put your hands under Wei Feisen's armpits, and dragged this one-meter-eight-something man onto the bed; the movement could not be called gentle, but you didn't throw him on the ground either.'"

"'Next step, write a letter.'"

"'You walked to the dressing table and sat down, spread out a sheet of red paper, picked up the brush, and dipped it in ink.'"

"'The tip of the brush hung over the paper for a moment, and you quickly organized your wording in your heart.'"

"'The essence of being a green tea bitch is to make the other person feel that you are doing it for their own good, that your departure is out of helplessness, and that your heart always remains by their side.'"

"'If you're going to act, you have to act the whole way.'"