59: Chapter 59 Protest from the Sea of ​​Consciousness! Fairy, today it's your turn!

The morning's commotion had finally come to an end.

Although Liu Qingwan had managed to save face as an Elder by taking the out offered to her, the shame and indignation in her heart remained difficult to quell.

Taking advantage of the moment Senior Sister Mu Qingxue turned to pour tea, this beautiful Elder didn't hesitate to pinch the soft flesh of Gu Yi's waist several times. Knowing he had gotten the better end of the deal, Gu Yi could only smile sheepishly and endure these pinches of "elderly affection."

After much persuasion, Gu Yi finally found an excuse, claiming that he had depleted too much True Essence during last night's "meridian massage" and needed to return to his room to meditate and regulate his breathing for half an hour.

He repeatedly urged the two ladies to get ready and head down to the inn's first-floor lobby to meet Senior Sister Mu Qingxue and order food, promising to join them shortly.

As the wooden door of his guest room closed tightly, the room became completely quiet.

Gu Yi let out a long sigh of relief, walked to the table, poured himself a cup of cold tea, and downed it in one gulp.

He walked to the large bed, took off his shoes and socks, and sat cross-legged. Just as he closed his eyes and prepared to circulate his Creation Immortal Body to calm his mind, a seductive, bone-melting voice drifted out from the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

"Oh? Has our great Young Master Gu finally found some free time?"

The voice carried seven parts laziness and three parts resentment, its trailing notes like tiny barbed hooks scratching at one's heartstrings.

"Last night, a tryst on the roof; this morning, a woman in each arm; and you even used your silver tongue to play that cold Senior Sister like a fiddle. Pity this poor, helpless Soul of mine, stuck in this cold piece of wood, listening to the walls all night long..."

This former Dao Integration Stage powerhouse had finally lost her patience with the loneliness and was starting to settle the score.

Gu Yi let go of his perception of his external Physical Body. With a thought, his Divine Soul transformed into a solid phantom and descended directly into the vast, boundless ocean of his Sea of Consciousness.

The Sea of Consciousness of a Nascent Soul Stage great Cultivator had already begun to take shape.

Golden Mental Energy formed a shimmering sea, and in the very center of the Sea of Consciousness, a soul nourishing wood tree stood tall, emitting a faint, ghostly light. Its lush foliage radiated a sense of peace and tranquility.

Among the dense branches, Ji Meier lay sideways on a thick bough.

Today, she had manifested a semi-transparent crimson veil, the thin fabric barely concealing her proud figure. Her long, fair legs were casually crossed, and her small, delicate bare feet dangled as she looked down at Gu Yi with a half-smile.

"What? Young Master Gu has had his fill outside and finally deigns to spare a glance for me?" Ji Meier extended a slender finger, gently twirling a strand of black hair falling over her chest, her seductive fox-like eyes shimmering. "Listening to Elder Liu's muffled noises last night made my Divine Soul quite restless. If you've exhausted your body out there, speak up now so I can go back to sleep and avoid being a nuisance."

"Whether my body is exhausted or not, Senior will find out soon enough."

As soon as he spoke, Gu Yi gave her no chance to continue her suggestive remarks. In this territory of his Sea of Consciousness, he held absolute Dominator power.

With a slight thought from Gu Yi, the once-calm ocean of the Sea of Consciousness surged. Pure Divine Sense energy from all around quickly separated and condensed into four chains radiating a dark golden luster.

With the sound of clinking metal, the four chains shot up the soul nourishing wood like spirit snakes, binding Ji Meier's supple wrists and slender ankles with lightning speed.

"Ah!"

Ji Meier let out a soft cry. Before she could react, the chains jerked tight. She fell from the branch like a butterfly with clipped wings, pulled irresistibly before Gu Yi by the force.

The dark golden chains bound her spread-eagled in mid-air, hovering slightly in front of Gu Yi. The crimson veil fluttered in the rushing air, fully revealing her ripe and beautiful curves.

Gu Yi took a step forward, smiling as he tilted up her smooth chin.

"Since Senior finds the wood so cold, this Junior will show some mercy today and properly warm up your Divine Soul."

Feeling the restraint on her wrists, Ji Meier's fox-like eyes showed no fear; instead, they sparkled with excitement. Rather than struggling, she tilted her head back against his finger, licked her red lips, and spoke in an even more sugary and seductive voice.

"Giggle... Gu Yi, you little rascal, your games are getting more and more elaborate. You think a mere Nascent Soul Stage Divine Soul can teach a Dao Integration Stage powerhouse a lesson? Come on, show me what you've got."

Gu Yi wasted no more words, his Divine Soul phantom pressing forward.

In this pure mental space, without the barrier of a Physical Body, the blending of Souls was more direct and sensitive than in the outside world. Any tiny emotional fluctuation would be magnified hundreds or thousands of times.

Gu Yi released the Pure Yang Divine Sense nurtured by his Creation Immortal Body. Like a bursting flood, it surged powerfully through their touching foreheads and into Ji Meier's spirit body.

"Mmm..."

Ji Meier's face, which had been filled with a teasing smile, instantly changed.

The scorching masculine Qi, carrying an unquestionable dominance, washed over her long-withered Divine Soul Origin. This tremor, reaching the depths of her Soul, caused a sickly flush to quickly spread across her beautiful face.

"You... your Cultivation Technique, you little rascal..."

Ji Meier's voice began to tremble. All the scandalous words she had prepared were now stuck in her throat, blocked by the strange, tide-like numbness surging through her.

She tried to circulate her Cultivation Technique to absorb or even counter-control this Mental Energy, but she found Gu Yi's foundation as vast as a bottomless pit, filling her up instead.

As time passed, the scene beneath the soul nourishing wood grew increasingly erotic.

Ji Meier's once-lofty persona as a powerhouse had long since been tossed to the winds.

"Gu Yi... spare me..."

Finally, this once-arrogant Devil King completely softened. She stammered out pleas for mercy, her voice so soft it could drip water. Her spirit body trembled in mid-air, as if it might melt into this scorching Sea of Consciousness at any moment.

A blinding white light blossomed within the Sea of Consciousness.

Ji Meier let out a high-pitched moan, and her spirit body instantly became a bit more solid. Then, she slumped into Gu Yi's arms as if she had no bones, gasping for breath, unwilling to move even a finger.

Gu Yi waved his hand, dispelling the dark golden chains that bound her.

He picked up the limp Ji Meier by the waist, stepped through the Void Realm, and placed her back onto the large branch of the soul nourishing wood.

"Senior's sharp tongue seems to have regressed quite a bit today." Gu Yi straightened his slightly messy collar and dropped a teasing remark with a smile.

Ji Meier lay on the branch, lacking even the strength to glare at him.

She only let out a coquettish hum, muttered "you little heartbreaker," and closed her eyes, falling into a satisfied sleep to focus on digesting the Divine Sense foundation Gu Yi had just fed back to her.