Chapter 735 - 577: This Array Actually Works?
Chapter 735: Chapter 577: This Array Actually Works?
After Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng completed their unfinished wedding ceremony, they began to practice Dual Cultivation at the Divine Soul level almost every day.
And often, it was more than once a day.
In the early morning, before the sky had fully brightened, while the warmth of the previous night still lingered in the blankets, if Xiao Mo woke up and tried to get out of bed, Gui Junmeng would gently pull on his sleeve. Her voice, laced with the languor and shyness of someone just waking up, would whisper, "We can sleep a little longer."
Xiao Mo would understand the unspoken request—Jun Meng wanted to cultivate.
In the afternoon, as the sunlight slanted into the house, Gui Junmeng would walk back to their room alone and then, tap by tap, gently knock on the table inside.
At first, Xiao Mo didn’t know what Jun Meng meant by this.
But one time, after Gui Junmeng finished tapping on the table and saw that Xiao Mo wasn’t responding, she blushed and pulled him into the room.
After that, the sound of Gui Junmeng tapping on the table became like a secret signal.
Whenever the tapping sound began, Xiao Mo knew: Jun Meng wanted to cultivate again.
When night fell, after the two had bathed, they would shed their outer robes, leaving only their thin inner garments, and lie side-by-side on the bed.
Gui Junmeng would quietly extend a slender finger and, again and again, gently poke Xiao Mo in the waist.
If Xiao Mo didn’t respond, she would continue to poke, poking tirelessly until he finally grabbed her hand and turned to face her.
To be honest, Xiao Mo felt he was already being restrained enough.
Even union at the Divine Soul level shouldn’t be this frequent.
Otherwise, Xiao Mo felt that he and Jun Meng might really become hopelessly addicted to this Dual Cultivation Technique.
Over time, they would gradually stray from the Righteous Dao.
Because of this, Xiao Mo specially set aside some time to have a heart-to-heart talk with Gui Junmeng.
He tactfully explained his concerns.
Gui Junmeng listened quietly, her head lowered, her cheeks as red as ripened fruit.
"I... I understand..." Her voice was almost inaudible, like a soft breeze brushing against flower petals.
"I’ll try... I’ll try to control myself..."
Finally, she raised her head, her clear eyes gazing earnestly at Xiao Mo, as if making a solemn promise.
But the next day...
Xiao Mo had barely gotten up to meditate for long when he saw that graceful figure quietly standing beside him.
Gui Junmeng was biting her thin lips, her small hands clutching her sleeves, her eyes fixed on Xiao Mo with a look of longing.
Her beautiful, fox-like eyes were filled with a captivating charm, like a child who desperately wants candy but can’t have any, making her struggle to endure seem particularly difficult.
Xiao Mo sighed softly in resignation and, in the end, walked into the room.
Gui Junmeng’s eyes lit up, sparkling with an unconcealable glimmer of joy as she hurriedly followed behind Xiao Mo.
She proactively shut the door and pulled down the bed curtains, completely obscuring the room’s interior from view.
As their cultivation progressed day by day, Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng’s Cultivation levels rose faster and faster.
However, Xiao Mo gradually discovered a rather troublesome drawback to the Great Dream of Yellow Millet Cultivation Technique.
The dual cultivation aspect of the Great Dream of Yellow Millet had an "acute phase" of desire.
Contact on the Divine Soul level, admittedly, was not much different from contact on a physical level.
The sensations, the temperature, even the subtle trembling—it was all almost identical.
But human instinct, in the end, still gravitates toward the most direct and real exchange between physical bodies.
Although it was true that after every session of Dual Cultivation on the Divine Soul level, their desire for physical contact would indeed diminish for a short time.
However, as the days accumulated, that desire would quietly, slowly, and ever more intensely, make a comeback.
And each time, it was more intense than the last.
Then would come another session of Dual Cultivation on the Divine Soul level.
And then, as time went on, the next wave of desire would be even more ardent than the last.
Consequently, the intervals between their Divine Soul Dual Cultivation sessions grew shorter and more frequent, almost to the point of being uncontrollable.
This formed a vicious cycle.
Extremes beget their opposites.
Such high-intensity, high-frequency merging of their Divine Souls would, in the end, cause a certain degree of damage to their Divine Souls.
Moreover, as their mutual desire to touch each other’s physical bodies deepened day by day, there were several occasions after their Divine Soul Dual Cultivation when both Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng almost failed to control the surging desires in their hearts.
However, the two of them had to enter the Immortal Realm before they could take the final step of their Dual Cultivation with their physical bodies.
Before that, they both had to preserve their Primordial Yang and Primordial Yin, respectively.
If any accident were to happen midway, all their previous efforts would be for naught.
Therefore, they also had to frequently circulate calming techniques, striving to maintain inner peace and clarity.
At such times, Xiao Mo would teach Gui Junmeng to chant the Buddhist School’s Calming Incantation, which was of some use.
However, Senior Sister Lin would often tell Gui Junmeng risqué jokes and even showed Jun Meng some Erotic Paintings, which left Xiao Mo quite exasperated.
One night, Xiao Mo faintly sensed some subtle movement under the blankets.
When he awoke from a light sleep, he discovered that Gui Junmeng was no longer by his pillow, but was instead curled up beneath the covers.
HSSS...
Just as Xiao Mo was about to say something, he couldn’t help but suck in a sharp breath.
Two incense sticks later, Gui Junmeng quickly threw back the blankets, her cheeks slightly flushed, and hurried outside to rinse her mouth with well water.
「And just like that, another year passed.」