Chapter 253: Entering the Dream: She Shared a Sensation with Her Spiritual Power
Chapter 253: Chapter 253: Entering the Dream: She Shared a Sensation with Her Spiritual Power
A tingling warmth traveled through the spiritual power connection in waves, slowly seeping into every part of her body.
Yun Sheng felt her spiritual power growing more and more restless, completely losing all order. It was like a little beast that had broken free of its leash, clinging to the man with an impudent persistence.
What flustered her even more was an inexplicable excitement surging from the depths of her heart. It spread like a wildfire, traveling through her spiritual power to consume her entire body.
Her heart tightened, and she subconsciously looked up at the man before her.
His handsome face was taut, his expression impossibly serious. His brows were drawn together tightly, and his back was ramrod straight, as if he were undergoing some monumental trial.
Meanwhile, Yun Sheng’s spiritual power was still clinging to him with all its might.
It gently nuzzled his forearm, occasionally tightening its grip slightly, brushing against his sensitive skin like a coquettish caress. This made the man’s body stiffen even more, and even the tips of his ears flushed a faint red.
"D-don’t mess around!" Yun Sheng bit her lower lip, mortified.
She tried even harder to retract her disobedient spiritual power, but it seemed to have completely blocked her commands. Instead, it wrapped around him even tighter, even beginning to probe toward the man’s spiritual landscape.
"Your spiritual power... is trying to enter my spiritual landscape."
The man’s breath hitched. His voice was terribly hoarse, yet he still struggled to maintain his calm tone.
Yun Sheng’s face flushed an even deeper shade of red.
She had no such intention, but her spiritual power was completely out of control. It was as if something was driving it, making it desperate to burrow into his spiritual landscape.
"I’m sorry, I’m so sorry..."
Yun Sheng was so anxious her voice went shrill, but her spiritual power still wouldn’t listen to her at all.
The man’s brows furrowed even deeper.
His spiritual landscape was perpetually closed off, its barrier as thick as a fortress. No one had ever managed to breach it in the slightest.
But her spiritual power was like a nimble snake, slithering along the edge of his barrier, probing and tapping. When it found it couldn’t get in, not only did it not retreat, but it intensified its teasing.
Delicate, soft threads of spiritual power coiled around the most sensitive part of his barrier, rubbing against it gently. The sensation was both ticklish and numbing, like countless feathers brushing against his heart.
This secret, intimate teasing completely blanked his usually calm and composed mind.
The scientific deductions and data formulas he knew by heart had vanished without a trace. His mind was filled with nothing but the tingling warmth of her spiritual power touching his barrier and the uncontrollable restlessness stirring in his heart.
The muscles all over his body grew even tighter, his shoulders drawn as taut as a bowstring. His heart hammered in his chest, almost threatening to burst through his ribs, and even his breaths became heavy and hot.
The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed violently twice, and a low, hoarse grunt escaped his throat.
The sound was suppressed and restrained, yet it carried an undeniable tingle and a hint of a hidden sigh. It was so sensual that the very air seemed to grow hotter.
Yun Sheng’s heart leaped, and she hastily took several steps back, trying to put some distance between them and see if her spiritual power would become more obedient.
But as she retreated, her spiritual power only grew more agitated, as if it had been provoked. It became even more excited, scaring her into freezing on the spot.
The man watched the threads of spiritual power tighten abruptly the moment she backed away, and his brow furrowed slightly.
"Don’t back away. It’s a bit out of control right now. If you move back again, I’m afraid it’ll just get more agitated."
Yun Sheng looked at him, her face a picture of utter despair.
"Then what should I do? Is there anything I can do?"
’I can’t just stand here and watch my own spiritual power continue to tease him, can I?’
’Damn it, I can’t even get out of this dream, and my spiritual power has turned into a hooligan. I’ll never be able to show my face again!’
The man couldn’t see her face clearly, but he could faintly make out her crimson ears. Seeing her tense posture, he fell silent for a moment before suddenly speaking.
"How about I try to calm it down?"
Yun Sheng froze. "Calm it down? How?"
The man slowly raised a hand and gently pushed his silver-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose. His tone was still flat and distant, but there was a new, inexplicable seriousness to it.
"It’s like spiritual power channeling. A guide can soothe a rampant Sentinel, and by the same token, a Sentinel can also soothe a guide."
"No!" Yun Sheng practically squeezed the single word out from between her teeth.
’By his logic, wouldn’t that require our spiritual powers to intertwine?’
’I don’t want to get involved with a Sentinel in a dream. If I’m discovered and sought out in the real world, I really won’t be able to handle it!’
The man saw her resistant and flustered expression, and a faint glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes. He instantly guessed her thoughts.
"You’re overthinking it. I just said I’d find a way to calm your spiritual power down. I didn’t say I’d use my spiritual power to soothe it, and I certainly won’t let our powers intertwine. Of course, if you’re not willing, then forget it. I won’t force you."
His words were direct and crisp, without a hint of ambiguity, yet they strangely managed to ease some of the tension in the air.
Yun Sheng kept her head down, staring at the tips of her toes, her mind a tangled mess.
She could clearly feel her spiritual power still tirelessly wrapping around him, teasing him, nuzzling his skin like a clingy kitten.
If this continued, she didn’t know what would happen next, nor did she know if there would be any lingering consequences after she woke up.
At this thought, Yun Sheng took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the worry and resistance in her heart. Finally, she squeezed a single word out from between her teeth.
"Fine."
The man glanced at her, a faint ripple passing through his eyes, but he didn’t say another word.
He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips tentatively reaching for the spiritual power coiled around his forearm.
His movements were very slow, as if approaching a frightened little animal, afraid that the slightest bit of force would startle it.
The instant his fingertips made contact, Yun Sheng’s spiritual power flinched back violently as if startled, but in the next second, it wound itself around him even more intimately.
It was tighter than before, nuzzling him coquettishly and rubbing against his fingertips, as if coveting the rare, cool touch.
The man’s movement paused for a fraction of a second. He didn’t pull his hand back; instead, he followed its rhythm, gently stroking the coil of soft threads.
The motion was unbelievably gentle, a stark contrast to the brisk efficiency with which he usually handled his cold instruments.
As if completely soothed by the gentle touch, the spiritual power’s nuzzling lessened, but it still remained tightly coiled.
At that moment, Yun Sheng’s body went rigid. The blood in her veins seemed to freeze, and she subconsciously held her breath.
He was clearly soothing her externalized spiritual power, yet the instant his fingertips touched it, the cool sensation and gentle pressure were transmitted clearly back to her.
She was now in complete sensory sync with her spiritual power!
It was as if his fingertips were caressing her own skin, the lingering touch seeping into her heart and sending wave after wave of tingling palpitations through her.
She could clearly perceive every gentle stroke of his fingertips. Even the faint calluses on his finger pads felt exceptionally distinct through the sensory link.
The sensation made her whole body tingle, her cheeks burned hot once more, and her ears turned so red they looked as if they might bleed.
Yun Sheng subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but she was frozen in place by the shared sensation, unable to move her feet even an inch.