315: After dual cultivation

Luo Yu leaned in Situ Jun's embrace. The blush on her cheeks still hadn't faded, like fine rouge that couldn't be wiped away. Yet, her eyes were clearer and more spirited than before, glistening with water, like two stars contained within.

The aura around her body was also smoother and more stable than after her Breakthrough to the Middle Stage Nascent Soul. That wisp of Law fragment had completely merged into her Spiritual Power, adding a touch of ethereal transcendence to her demeanor. She resembled a Fairy emerging from the water, untainted by the mortal world, yet possessing the charm of a mature woman in her eyes and brows. These two temperaments intertwined, making her even more captivating.

She raised her hand, her fingertips lightly tracing Situ Jun's jaw, feeling the faint stubble on his chin. The slightly rough sensation made her feel incredibly secure.

Situ Jun looked at the woman in his arms, his eyes filled with gentle affection.

He reached out, using his thumb to gently brush away the strands of hair clinging to her cheek, and said:

“Both of us benefited greatly from this Dual Cultivation. Your comprehension of the Law is initially stable; your future path of cultivation will certainly be a hundred times smoother than that of ordinary Cultivators.”

Luo Yu nestled into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder, feeling the warmth emanating from him. Her heart was filled with peace and happiness.

She looked up at Situ Jun, a slight smile curving her lips, and spoke softly:

“I owe all of this to Brother Situ. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to achieve a Breakthrough to the Middle Stage Nascent Soul, nor would I have comprehended a fragment of the Law. This Opportunity was given to me by you.”

“Silly girl,”

Situ Jun chuckled, lowering his head to press a soft kiss on her forehead. The kiss carried his warmth, making Luo Yu's heartbeat quicken again, deepening the flush on her cheeks:

“I told you, there's no need for thanks between us. If you truly wish to thank me, then promise me one thing.”

Luo Yu blinked, looking at him curiously. Her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, her eyes full of confusion, carrying a hint of naive charm as she said:

“Please say it, Brother Situ. As long as I can do it, I won't refuse.”

“Stop calling me Brother Situ.”

Situ Jun's fingertip gently scraped across the tip of her nose. His tone held a hint of grievance, yet was full of expectation as he said:

“Calling me Situ Jun always feels a bit distant. Could you... call me Husband?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Yu's cheeks instantly flushed even deeper, like ripe Cherries, the crimson spreading even to her neck.

She hesitated, her eyes flickering. Looking at the undisguised anticipation and love in Situ Jun's eyes, she finally nodded gently, burying her head back into his chest. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet clearly reached his ears:

“Hu... Husband.”

Situ Jun's heart swelled with joy. He immediately hugged her tightly, resting his chin on the crown of her head, feeling the softness and warmth in his arms, and the familiar sweet scent on her body. The smile on his face could no longer be concealed, and his eyes were full of cherished happiness.

Inside the Karst Cave, the Spiritual Spring still flowed gently, mist rising and enveloping the air. The mingled aura of the two permeated the space—there was the clarity of his Chaos Spiritual Light, the sweetness of her Profound Yin Spiritual Power, and the moistness of the Spiritual Spring. Mixed together, they carried a faint sweetness that lingered for a long time.

On the stone platform, the two leaned against each other, silent, yet able to feel the affection in each other's hearts. It was as if holding each other like this could ward off all the unknowns and dangers within this Secret Realm, and as if this moment could last forever.

Luo Yu leaned in Situ Jun's embrace, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, feeling his warm hug. A reassuring smile curved her lips, and her eyes were filled with a halo of happiness.

A long time passed.

The mist from the Spiritual Spring danced like light gauze, rising gently and enveloping the refreshing, sweet Spiritual Qi, which coiled around Situ Jun and Luo Yu thread by thread.

Water droplets condensed on the stalactites at the top of the Karst Cave, hanging down in strings. When they dropped, they splashed tiny sprays of water, creating ripples on the clear spring surface, making the shadows of the swaying Spiritual Plants at the bottom of the water even hazier.

Situ Jun gently embraced Luo Yu, allowing her soft body to fit completely against his chest.

Beneath the dark fabric, his steady, powerful heartbeat passed through her skin into Luo Yu's ears, like the most soothing calming spell.

He could clearly feel her warm breath passing through the fabric, imprinting a subtle itch on his skin. That breath was mixed with the clarity of the Spiritual Spring and her unique fragrance, carrying the cool charm of the Profound Yin True Art. It seeped into his nostrils strand by strand, making his heart grow increasingly tender.

He lowered his gaze to look at the person in his arms, his fingertip gently brushing her flushed earlobe. The delicate skin carried a slight coolness from being soaked by the Spiritual Spring, yet warmed subtly upon contact with his fingertip, like a ripe Cherry, tempting to pluck.

Luo Yu's dark hair draped over her shoulders, the ends slightly damp. It swayed gently with her subtle breathing, spreading a small patch of dark water stain on the front of her collar.

Situ Jun's movements were so gentle, as if afraid of disturbing the moon's reflection in the water. His fingertip picked up a strand of dark hair and slowly tucked it behind her ear. His thumb pad accidentally brushed against the delicate side of her neck, causing the person in his arms to tremble slightly, her shoulders tightening a little.

“Just now... your body is still weak. Are you not tired?”

Situ Jun's voice was low and hoarse, carrying a trace of imperceptible nervousness.

The Chaos Spiritual Power around his body quietly circulated, weaving a thin curtain of light around the two of them, isolating the mist inside the Karst Cave and leaving behind only enveloping warmth.

Although he was already a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator, whenever he faced Luo Yu, he couldn't help but feel a cautious cherish, fearing that his strength might be too rough and disturb her tenderness.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yu's cheeks grew even hotter, as if being steamed by the heat of the Spiritual Spring, and even the roots of her ears turned crimson.

She buried her head deeper, her nose pressed against his firm chest, feeling the reassuring warmth and heartbeat. Her voice was muffled, carrying a hint of the languor that follows intimacy, mixed with a touch of feminine charm:

“No... I just feel that when the Spiritual Power of the Spiritual Spring merges with our Cultivation Techniques, it is so wonderfully strange.”

She gently lifted her chin, her breath brushing against his clothing as she continued:

“Just now, when circulating Spiritual Power, my Nascent Soul felt almost intoxicated. The Profound Yin Spiritual Power around my body seemed to be drawn by your Spiritual Power, transforming into trickling streams, bringing waves of comfort.”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently stroked Situ Jun's arm. Her fingertips traced the faint Spiritual Light circulating on his skin—the interwoven residue of Chaos Spiritual Power and Profound Yin Spiritual Power left after their Cultivation Techniques merged, warm and stable.

Her fingers were slender and long, her nails neatly trimmed. Her fingertips, damp from the Spiritual Spring, brought a tingling itch as they traced his skin.

Luo Yu's figure was already extremely graceful, and nestled in Situ Jun's arms now, her curves were even more exquisite.

Her waist was slender and flexible, seemingly fragile enough to break, yet exuded a firm elasticity where it pressed against him. Her shoulders were rounded, and her collarbone was shallowly recessed, appearing even more jade-white after being moistened by water droplets. Her collar was slightly open at the chest, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin, which was faintly flushed, like fine mutton-fat jade stained with rouge, stunningly beautiful.