Chapter 274: You Pursued Me to No Avail, So You Turned to My Master

The dog-and-male couple in the distant small town of Tian Shuang Country naturally knew nothing; because Lu Xingzhou casually set a trap, Chen Yu got a free opportunity to travel abroad.

Even if they knew, besides praying that the person was unharmed, they could do nothing else.

Early in the morning, Ye Tinglan, with his mood calmed after an entire night, went next door to find Lu Xingzhou, and the first thing he saw was Lu Xingzhou sitting cross-legged by the bed in cultivation.

His soul injury seemed to have healed almost completely; even if a little tail remained, resting more later would naturally restore it, and no deliberate treatment was needed anymore.

The morning sunlight sprinkled over him, making him look much more holy and clean; suddenly, he felt these days of entanglement were like a dream.

Especially yesterday; when Ye Tinglan recalled it, he couldn't figure out what state of mind he had when being fed cherries back then, how he could have agreed...

And now that his injury has healed, the excuse of "treating injuries" is gone; will the illusions of these few days scatter with it and return to the starting point?

Ye Tinglan knew in his heart that was unlikely.

Even if this man disappeared from the world right now, he estimated that when he returned to the Tian Yao Holy Land to cultivate, he still wouldn't be able to forget him in his mind.

According to the cultivation theory since childhood, one should be above all emotions and forget feelings. He walked the path of forgetting feelings, while Yuan Muyu was more extreme, walking the path of severing feelings. Whether either was correct was aside for now; at present, it seemed at least neither had succeeded.

After all, they were still far from the true peak of cultivation; the so-called Super Grade in this life was merely mid-stream in a larger cultivation definition.

Mid-stream also meant there was still a very long road for everyone to explore; whether it would be success or failure could not be decided at least for now.

How Yuan Muyu was fighting with her own left and right brains, let that be for now. As for himself, forgetting feelings did not mean having no feelings; if feelings were stirred now, they were stirred, no need to deny it; just enjoy the good times with him, and he was indeed very happy.

As for which day he would forget, until ripples no longer rose, that perhaps would be attaining the Dao.

He had once told his disciple to let nature take its course; that was the meaning. The disciple hadn't encountered it, but he had entered the game first; then let him enter.

On the path of cultivation, Ye Tinglan had always been consistent; his understanding had always been like this, appearing much clearer than his younger sister's, who didn't know what she wanted to do. But the problem was...

When would he forget?

What if he could never forget?

Also, before that, what if he wanted to do those things from last night, or do even further things?

Let nature take its course too?

While he was lost in thought, Lu Xingzhou's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly opened them.

A flash of divine light appeared and vanished in his eyes; that was the mark of cultivation entering the hall and room. In Ye Tinglan's judgment, this meant it was about time to try to break through to third grade.

So he said, "Your speed of cultivation is unprecedented. Granted, you received the support of the Immortal Bone, and... and the promotion of dual cultivation, but your personal talent is also top-tier. For the previous ten-plus years, you were truly dragged down badly."

Lu Xingzhou grinned: "Thank you, Lady, for your praise."

Ye Tinglan had no reaction to the title "Lady" anymore; instead, he smiled, walked forward, and rubbed his head like a puppy: "Cultivation fights for morning and evening; the earlier you break through, the more beneficial it is for the future. For instance, secret realms that cannot be explored now can be explored after breaking through; but if you delay for years, others will seize the opportunity first, and you will lose fortune. The so-called 'one step slow, every step slow' is exactly like this."

Feeling her unchanged gentle doting, Lu Xingzhou breathed a slight sigh of relief; this habitual motherly preaching had actually become her cute point, so he smiled and said, "Then Mr., help me break third grade."

His tone carried a bit of a spoiled flavor; Ye Tinglan heard it and smiled brightly, turning head-rubbing into face-rubbing with both hands: "Your cultivation method—did I tell you cultivation relies on others helping?"

"It didn't work before, but now I have Mr." Lu Xingzhou said it as a matter of course.

Ye Tinglan's smile stiffened: "I told you these things to urge you to cultivate well, not to always put your mind on how to eat women's tofu, how to push your luck! Look, I left you hanging all night last night; your injury has healed almost completely, and your cultivation has risen slightly..."

Lu Xingzhou mumbled, "Are you sure this effect isn't because of the yin-yang harmony between me and the Lady last night?"

Ye Tinglan: "..."

It seemed to have some use after all; after all, regarding healing, his injury was only in the soul, and the mutual progress in cultivation was still taking effect.

"So Mr.'s urging, isn't it actually urging this..." Lu Xingzhou wrapped both arms around, pulling the big sister who was rubbing his face into his embrace.

Ye Tinglan, with no good temper, pressed his head down firmly into his chest: "Urging, urging you to death!"

Lu Xingzhou waved his hands on the side: "Mmm mmm mmm..."

"Is there anything you want to say?"

"Mmm."

"Don't speak."

"..." Lu Xingzhou became obedient, simply wrapping his arms around the waist and staying still.

Ye Tinglan looked down; the tenderness in his eyes gradually became somewhat charming, and biting his lower lip, he said, "Don't just stand there; move again just like you did yesterday."

Lu Xingzhou: "?"

How can I move if you're almost suffocating me? Do you mean moving teeth?

Oh, maybe it really is; it can't be moving the tongue, what can the tongue do while you're wearing clothes?

So Lu Xingzhou turned his head slightly and gave a light bite.

A soft, muffled groan came from Ye Tinglan's throat again; the hand holding his head softened by three parts.

Ye Tinglan very much did not want to admit it, but at this moment he had to admit it; he truly had desire.

During long-term strict self-restraint, he thought it had been extinguished, thought it had perished, but it turned out it was suppressed and never faded; once it rebounded, it seemed even more severe than for ordinary people.

At least the young lady of Hou Fu described in that little yellow book was not this proactive.

Forget it; what comparison is there between a young lady and this Seat? What's wrong with finding a little milk dog to serve?

Just as he was thinking this, the voice of Du Gu Qingli came from outside: "Disc... Uncle, are you there?"

Ye Tinglan dropped Lu Xingzhou as if electrocuted, looked down to see the water stains on his chest were not obvious, then left the room with a stern face: "Why did you come back so quickly?"