62: Chapter 62 I also want to be like you, fellow Daoist!

"Boom!" Xia Qingyue's cheeks turned crimson instantly.

She almost instinctively raised her hands to cover her eyes.

Her heart was in a panic, yet the scene from that fleeting glance was deeply imprinted in her mind.

What shocked her even more was that, at this very moment.

The dormant Ice Heart Sentiment Forgetting Art within her body actually began to circulate crazily on its own!

Xia Qingyue was horrified in her heart.

She had never seen such a sight before.

Within the Sect, if a male Disciple so much as glanced at her, they would be reprimanded by her Revered Master, let alone such intimacy...

Yet, at this very moment when she was "peeking,"

the operation of her Cultivation Technique became increasingly smooth, and the Bottleneck that had troubled her for so long actually showed faint signs of loosening!

So... is the affair between a man and a woman really like this?

Inside the hall, Ye Changge was enjoying the warmth and softness in his embrace when a strange Divine Sense suddenly swept over, making him stiffen and nearly go limp on the spot.

"Who?!" He immediately released his Divine Sense to counter-investigate, and instantly "saw" the moon-white figure outside the hall, covering her eyes with a blushing face.

Xia Qingyue?! Ye Changge's scalp went numb, and he quickly withdrew his Divine Sense.

He was instantly incredibly embarrassed and hurriedly pulled the brocade quilt from the side to cover Lu Shiyin.

Lu Shiyin also sensed the anomaly, and after a brief probe with her Divine Sense, she understood. She was both shy and annoyed, pinching Ye Changge's waist with her fair fingers, her face flushed with feigned anger, her voice as low as a mosquito's hum:

"It's all your fault... Early in the morning you just had to... Now Fairy Xia has seen it..."

Ye Changge smiled bitterly, hurriedly helping Lu Shiyin tidy her clothes while whispering comfort: "It is my fault, don't be angry, don't be angry..."

Hastily ending this awkward morning interlude, Ye Changge tidied his clothes and braced himself to walk toward the guest courtyard where Xia Qingyue was staying.

Although this matter was awkward, avoiding her was not the solution. Fairy Xia clearly had something to find him for, and she had even stumbled upon such a scene... He had to go explain, or at least ask about her intentions.

Arriving at the door of the guest courtyard, Ye Changge gave a light cough and knocked on the door.

"Fairy Xia, are you there?"

There was silence inside for a moment, then the door was gently pulled open a crack. Xia Qingyue stood behind the door with her head lowered.

But the exposed earlobes were translucently red, her gaze evasive, and she dared not look Ye Changge in the eye at all.

"F-Fellow Daoist Ye..." Her voice was lower than usual, carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling.

"Sorry... about this morning, I did not intend to spy, I just... just wanted to see if Fellow Daoist had risen..."

Seeing her like this, Ye Changge's embarrassment eased slightly, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"It's fine, it's fine. It was I... cough, it was I who was inconsiderate. Fairy Xia, are you looking for me because of some urgent matter?"

"Hmm..." Xia Qingyue responded softly, her fingers unconsciously twisting her sleeves. She forced herself to calm down, recalling the purpose of her visit today, as well as the unprecedented palpitations of her Cultivation Technique just now.

She raised her eyes, although she still dared not look directly at Ye Changge, her tone regained its usual coldness.

"My Cultivation Technique... the Ice Heart Sentiment Forgetting Art, may require... skin-to-skin contact with Fellow Daoist to help me comprehend the emotional barrier."

"Huh?" Ye Changge was stunned, not expecting her to be so direct. Xia Qingyue paused and continued.

"This morning... when I saw you and Fellow Daoist Lu like that, the intensity of my Cultivation Technique's operation was unprecedented. So."

Upon hearing this, Ye Changge's heart jumped violently, and then a chill crept up his spine. Xia Qingyue, Grade 4 Spiritual Root plus Taiyin Spiritual Body! This talent, this appearance, this status... It would be a lie to say he wasn't moved. The Spiritual Root fragrance was indeed fragrant.

But when he went to visit Ye Changsheng, he had heard about Xia Qingyue's Revered Master. True Person Yumeng of the Lingxiao Sect was notoriously protective. If she found out that her pure and innocent precious Disciple had been "done like that" by him, this "tiny" Family Foundation Establishment Cultivator... Hiss. Wouldn't she tear him into ten thousand pieces?

He hurriedly reined in his thoughts and said sternly.

"Fairy Xia, I am naturally more than willing to assist you in your cultivation. However..." He deliberated his words, "This matter concerns your reputation, Fairy, and involves a great deal. May I ask, does your Revered Master know about this?"

Xia Qingyue blinked her cold, clear eyes, shook her head, and said honestly.

"Revered Master... does not know. My Cultivation Technique is unique, and Revered Master stated that I must comprehend it myself."

Ye Changge thought to himself that it was as expected, and his face showed a sincere look of difficulty.

"Fairy Xia, I suggest... should you communicate with your elder about this? Perhaps the Immortal Master is knowledgeable and could have a better solution, and it would also avoid, um, avoid complications in the future."

Upon hearing this, a faint trace of disappointment flashed in her cold, clear eyes. This was the first time in her life she had taken the initiative to make such an intimate request to a man. Although it was for the sake of cultivation, it had taken a lot of courage, and she hadn't expected to be politely refused.

She suddenly remembered the male Disciples in the Sect whom she had coldly rejected, and a strange sense of understanding and guilt arose in her heart. So this is what it feels like to be rejected...

Seeing her eyes dim and her long lashes droop, Ye Changge's heart softened involuntarily. He remembered the help she had always provided him. Looking after Bufan, helping to book the flying boat, providing information. This simplicity and kindness made it truly hard for him to be hard-hearted.

He hurriedly added: "Fairy, please do not misunderstand! I, Ye, have absolutely no intention of disdaining you! It is just that... I am a person with Family ties after all, and I have to have some reservations in my actions. If I were alone, I would certainly be willing and have no excuses!"

These words were said with genuine sincerity, and upon hearing them, the slight disappointment in Xia Qingyue's heart dissipated a little, and she regained her spirits. She pondered for a moment, raised her eyes, looked at Ye Changge, and said softly.

"Fellow Daoist Ye's words also make sense. Then... can we start with something simpler? Surely this way... Revered Master will not know."

Ye Changge pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Since you have said so, Fairy, I will naturally do my best to help. But I do not know where you would like to start trying?"

Upon hearing this, a rare trace of helplessness appeared on Xia Qingyue's cold, clear face. She knew very little about the affairs between men and women, and making such a request today was already her limit; she had absolutely no idea how to "start."

"Perhaps... Fellow Daoist should decide." She turned her head slightly, her voice as thin as a mosquito's, "Qingyue... really does not know much about this."

Ye Changge looked at this Lingxiao Sect Prodigy before him, who was usually as cold as the moon but now revealed a girl's shyness, and that sense of male mischief quietly sprouted in his heart.

He composed himself and tried to make his tone gentle and natural.

"Then... let us start with the simplest contact, is that okay?"

Xia Qingyue gave a soft "Hmm," and the hand hanging by her side tightened slightly.

Ye Changge stepped forward and slowly extended his hand. He gently grasped Xia Qingyue's small hand, which was cool as jade and soft as boneless.