534: Chapter 534 Once a day, with perseverance

Beneath the corridor deep in the Peach Forest, Yu Lingshuang leaned against the railing, holding a cup of warm tea in her hands. Her gaze rested in the direction of the distant pool, lost in thought.

Yu Linglong sat askew on the stone table beside her, her bare feet swaying gently, the golden bell on her ankle occasionally emitting a faint, tinkling sound.

"Revered Master must have been exhausted last night."

Yu Linglong picked up her teacup and took a sip, her words carrying a hint of meaningful amusement.

Yu Lingshuang lowered her eyes, her fingertips lightly stroking the rim of the cup. She knew what her Senior Sister was referring to.

Last night, the Sect Master and Revered Master had gone boating by the Peach Forest pool. That large boat had drifted on the water for the better part of the night, only reaching the shore when the sky began to turn white with the dawn.

"Once a day, after all,"

Yu Linglong put down her teacup, drawing out the end of her sentence. "Revered Master's treatment is much better than ours. The rest of us have to take turns by roster, unless we encounter special circumstances, like the gathering of eight women the night before last, where we might have a chance to get an extra share."

Yu Lingshuang raised her eyes and glanced at her: "If Senior Sister is envious, why not go beg the Sect Master to let you have it once a day as well?"

"Forget it," Yu Linglong laughed. "One shouldn't be too greedy..."

Yu Lingling walked over from the other end of the corridor, her footsteps pausing slightly.

She walked over and sat down beside the two, the hem of her light green gauze dress brushing against the stone steps, a trace of confusion on her face.

"The Sect Master and Revered Master have clearly already engaged in Dual Cultivation, so why did I see the Sect Master sighing and groaning there just now when I passed by?"

Yu Linglong raised an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over Yu Lingling's face: "Junior Sister, do you think that by capturing Revered Master's body, one has captured her heart?"

She shook her head. "Revered Master's Physical Body has indeed been given to the Sect Master, but her heart... is still separated by a wall. As for love, Revered Master is likely still a blank slate even now..."

Yu Lingling was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

In another room, a transparent panel floated in the Void Realm before Ling Hao. His gaze fell upon the lines of text on it, his fingertips tapping lightly on his knees, his face wearing an expression that was hard to tell if it was helplessness or amusement.

[Name: Yu Zhaohua]

[Age: 5090]

[Spiritual Root: Innate Emptiness Spiritual Root]

[Physique: Great Void Returning-to-Silence Dao Physique]

[Cultivation: Void Tempering Perfection]

[Loyalty: 90]

Still ninety, it hadn't moved at all. This ninety was likely forced by the System, considering Yu Zhaohua was someone he wanted to be with, combined with her sense of belonging to the Sect. The true emotional drive was probably not even fifty.

Ling Hao stared at that number for a long while, his brows knitting slightly.

He had originally thought that through Dual Cultivation, he could increase her loyalty step by step, just as he had done with Saintess Yan Xueyuan.

From resistance to numbness, from physiological dependence to emotional confusion, finally reaching the maximum value naturally and triggering the Heaven-Defying fate change.

But although Yu Zhaohua's path was not like that, the principle of gradually awakening the Physical Body should be universal.

Last night, Yu Zhaohua was clearly exceptionally cooperative; the large boat had capsized on the pool who knows how many times, and even the gunwales were covered in petals and water stains.

Yet, in the end, this loyalty had not increased by even a single bit.

The result is... it doesn't work? Or does it? At least for now, there is no hope in sight.

"The Physique is shown as the Great Void Returning-to-Silence Dao Physique," Ling Hao muttered to himself. "The Heartless Silence-Rock Dao Womb is likely not part of the Physique at all. I'm afraid even if the loyalty is maxed out, it will be useless."

He reached out to press his brow and sighed. "Forget it, once a day, let's just persevere."

Casting stone into a lake, eventually moisture is gained; three thousand days and nights of chiseling through ice finally meet spring. As frost condenses into dew, how could there be no foundation? After a hundred twists and turns, grinding through the Jade Pass, nectar naturally flows!

In the afternoon. Sunlight passed through the gaps in the peach branches, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone ground. Ling Hao stood by the water pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the distant ridgeline. A slightly hurried sound of footsteps came from behind him.

When Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu stood still, she was more than half a head taller than Ling Hao. The morning light made her light amber-gold pupils shine brightly, and the headband woven from dark red fine thread on her forehead swayed gently in the wind.

Standing beside Ling Hao, she suddenly felt that this Lord Yueying had a certain indescribable aura about him compared to before, as if he smelled even more fragrant than the day before.

It was not the scent of powder, nor the scent of plants, but a smell mixed with warm body heat and something indescribable, making her want to get closer just by smelling it, wanting to pull this person into her arms and rub him.

She had had this urge before, but it had always been suppressed by her mother's teaching: "Be reserved, do not show your feelings on your face." But today, that urge was exceptionally strong. She clenched her fingers hard, forcing herself to suppress that thought.

"What is it? What business do you have coming over here?" Ling Hao turned his head to look at her.

Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu snapped back to reality and hurriedly took a letter from her bosom. She almost dropped the envelope when handing it over with both hands.

When the man, who was two or three heads shorter than her, took the letter, she was at a loss like a child who had done something wrong. Even though her Physique was so much larger than his, in front of him, she felt like she was the shorter one.

"This is a letter sent by an important person from the East Sea Chamber of Commerce," "It is addressed specifically to Lord Yueying."

Ling Hao took the letter and unfolded it—it was indeed Mu Xiyao's handwriting. The range of sound transmission talismans was limited, and there was a great formation blocking them, so sending a letter was the only way.

There were only a few lines on the letter, but they made his brows gradually furrow.

Ling Hao folded the letter and tucked it into his sleeve, looking up slightly at Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu: "Many thanks."

Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu waved her hand hurriedly. "It's nothing, nothing, just a small effort."

She turned and walked two steps, then returned, taking out a sound transmission talisman engraved with Fusang patterns from her sleeve, handing it to Ling Hao with both hands: "By the way, this is Elder Ju Yunluo's sound transmission talisman. She is stationed in Fusang Main City. If Lord Yueying encounters any trouble when you go there, you can look for her."

"Good."

When she returned to the bluestone pavilion in Meigu Valley, Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu saw her mother standing by the window looking into the distance. Her black triple-layered deep robe shone with a warm luster in the afternoon light, and her face beneath the bronze cloud-patterned crown was as calm as a pool.

"Mother." Matriarch Ju Yingluo turned around: "What is it?"

Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu walked to her side, hesitated for a moment, then spoke about the feeling she had just now: "Mother, when I went to see Lord Yueying just now, there seemed to be a kind of... scent on him, or some kind of thing, I can't describe it, but it just makes me want to get close to him."

Matriarch Ju Yingluo smiled. "Yunxiu, you have fallen for him, haven't you?"

Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu was slightly stunned: "Is this liking? Mother, didn't you say before that our Giant Clan only develops romantic feelings for our own kind?"

Matriarch Ju Yingluo's smile faded slightly. She thought of the gazes the Giant Clan maidens had when looking at Ling Hao, their initiative at the evening banquet, and remembered the strange flutter in her heart when she looked at him across the table. She raised her hand and unconsciously touched the collar of her clothes on her chest, her voice lowering: "That is so... but perhaps he..."

The rest of her words became softer and softer. Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu leaned in closer: "Mother, what did you say after that? I didn't hear it."

Matriarch Ju Yingluo came back to her senses and shook her head: "Nothing. In the future, go over there more often."

Young Tribe Leader Ju Yunxiu's eyes brightened, and she readily replied, "Good."