Chapter 7: Yi Xian’er’s Confession
The boy and girl, exhausted after a night of passionate activities, lay nestled together beneath the warm blanket, sound asleep.
Midnight, the hour of heaviest Yin energy, the crescent moon hidden behind dark clouds.
Yan Zhen, in his sleep, felt a chill emanating from Yi Xian’er in his arms. His Fire Mystic Power instinctively activated, maintaining his body temperature.
The clash between hot and cold created an uncomfortable dampness, rousing him from his slumber.
The chill was coming from Yi Xian’er.
She lay on her side, her head resting on his arm, one arm wrapped around his waist. Her neckline, freed from its fastenings, gaped open, her breasts pressed against his ribs, flattened into thick, fleshy pancakes. Faint Yin energy emanated from her body, attempting to invade his, but his Mystic Power, infused with the Gold and Silver Fire, repelled it.
Their points of contact were damp and sticky, not from their earlier intimacy, but from the condensation created by the clash of Yin and Yang energies.
— This is a sign of an impending Yin Body outburst!
His heart skipped a beat. He fully woke up, forcing his numb arm, which had been serving as her pillow, to move, shaking her gently.
“Xian’er, wake up! Xian’er!”
He called her name several times, but she didn’t respond, her body cold as ice, trembling, her face pale as a sheet.
She pressed closer, seeking the warmth of his body.
He pulled her into a tight embrace, wrapping both blankets around them, then circulated his Mystic Power, raising his body temperature, transferring the heat to her through their bare skin.
He sweated profusely, his head starting to spin, but her trembling finally stopped.
He slowly deactivated his Mystic Power, sighing with relief, his gaze filled with concern as he looked at her, still asleep.
His worst fear had come true. Her frequent use of her Yin Body’s power had triggered a premature outburst.
But he couldn’t blame her.
He felt a wave of exhaustion, sighing softly, then closed his eyes again.
…
When he woke up again, she was already awake, but she didn’t get up, remaining curled in his arms, her eyes gazing at him intently, a faint smile curving her lips. She seemed happy.
“Why are you holding me so tightly?”
He blushed, trying to extract his hand from under her arm, but the sensation in his palm startled him.
Warm, soft, bouncy, his fingers wrapped around a small, firm mound, its gentle pulsation palpable beneath his touch.
He instinctively squeezed, and she moaned softly, her cheeks flushing crimson, her purple-black eyes filled with desire.
“You said you didn’t like them~”
He was mortified.
“It was an accident.”
“An accident that lasted all night?” She bit her lip. “And you were squeezing so hard… You even left marks.”
“…Sorry.” He said, “Can you… lift your arm? I can’t… get my hand out.”
She didn’t move, her face still flushed. “I want a good morning kiss.”
He scratched his cheek. He wanted to say, No, you don’t, but with his hand still cupping her breast, he couldn’t maintain the act. He turned, his lips capturing hers.
Her heart fluttered. They kissed deeply, their tongues entwining, until they were both breathless.
She gazed at him, her eyes filled with love and longing, her expression both innocent and seductive, a hint of “juice extractor” energy emanating from her.
He couldn’t take it anymore. He was already aroused, and further stimulation would definitely lead to a “morning workout.”
“It’s getting late. Let’s get up, okay?”
“Okay~”
…
During their exploration that day, he took the lead, drawing Raikiri whenever they encountered a Mystic Beast, engaging it in battle, specifically instructing her not to interfere, claiming he wanted to train.
She was puzzled. He had been so eager to find the Extreme Flame before, why was he suddenly interested in training? But she didn’t question him, simply watching him fight, ensuring his safety.
However, his efforts were futile. That night, as they slept, he was once again awakened by the cold.
Her body was icy, trembling as she snuggled against him. Even with his Mystic Power barrier, he felt a bone-chilling coldness. He could only activate the Gold and Silver Fire, carefully countering it.
He held her tightly, his warm hands rubbing her back, his cheek pressed against her forehead, using his body heat to warm her.
…
Dawn arrived.
He opened his eyes, finding her, as she had been yesterday morning, gazing at him intently, her eyes sparkling.
She was clearly happy.
Because he had held her again.
Even if it wasn’t intentional, it was a subconscious action while he slept.
This meant he was becoming more accepting of her, closer to her.
This emotional closeness pleased her more than any physical intimacy.
Of course, this didn’t mean she disliked… intimate activities. She just preferred them to be filled with love.
Like now, his hand had slipped under her arm, his fingers firmly grasping her breast.
She “threatened” him playfully.
“Good morning kiss.”
He sighed, his lips claiming hers.
Satisfied with their morning intimacy, she even had two extra bowls of soup during breakfast.
…
He continued to prevent her from participating in battles that day, but things didn’t go smoothly. The flame slave was too powerful. Without her help, he was struggling, constantly on the verge of being overwhelmed.
Although he was confident in his ability to handle it alone, she ignored his instructions, intervening whenever he was in danger, utilizing her Yin Body’s power.
As a result, that night, the Yin energy emanating from her body was even stronger, making it even more difficult for him to resist.
After all, he was only a Mystic Scholar.
But he couldn’t ignore her suffering. Every time he saw her in pain, his heart ached.
The bone-chilling coldness pierced his skin like needles. He endured the discomfort, circulating his Mystic Power, activating the Gold and Silver Fire, then pulled her into his arms.
In his warm embrace, her body gradually warmed, her trembling subsiding.
…
This continued for several days.
To keep her warm, he expended a significant amount of Mystic Power, leaving him exhausted. He slept late every morning.
She didn’t mind. She stayed in bed with him until he woke up, then demanded her “good morning kiss.”
…
Ten days after entering the mountains, they had successfully collected eight demonic fire imprints. Only one remained.
According to the script, the final imprint was on a Tier 4 Mystic Beast. They were supposed to retreat and find another flame slave, but the beast, its senses sharp, had detected their presence and attacked them.
They had fought, but they were no match for it.
He had been about to follow his Beautiful Sect Master’s instructions, infusing the Gold and Silver Fire into the Mystic Tool Embryo and detonating it, creating an opportunity to escape, but Yi Xian’er had unleashed her Yin Body’s power, her cultivation temporarily reaching near-Mystic King level. Together, they had slain the flame slave.
It was this use of her Yin Body’s power that had triggered a massive outburst the night before the full moon, an outburst so powerful that she had lost control, nearly killing him, forcing her to leave before he could find the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire.
Now, reborn, she wouldn’t lose control.
A Tier 4 Mystic Beast might be difficult to deal with, but she could still control her power below the Mystic King realm.
Therefore, this time, she could stay with him until they found the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire.
The thought made her happy.
…
Inside the tent, she patted his shoulder.
“We should be able to find the final demonic fire imprint tomorrow.”
He looked at her, his voice quiet.
“I hope so.”
“Let’s get some rest. We’ll set off early tomorrow!” She pulled him down, snuggling into his arms, her voice a soft whine. “Hold me while we sleep tonight.”
He stroked her hair, smiling gently, nodding.
His tenderness, however, made her feel shy.
“What’s wrong, Yan Zhen?”
“Nothing. Go to sleep.” He whispered, “I actually… really like holding you while we sleep. A girl’s body… it’s so soft and warm. It’s more comfortable than a blanket. And you smell so good.”
“Then why did you refuse before?”
“…I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to control myself.”
Hmm~ She seemed pleased with his answer. She bit her lip.
“It’s okay if you can’t control yourself. If you really… need it, I can… give you my back.”
“!!!”
— Don’t say such provocative things at a time like this!
He nearly lost his composure, glaring at her.
“I’m not that desperate.”
“So… just biting is enough?”
“Mmm, mmm.”
“Then… can I give them to you now?”
“No, thank you.”
“Really?”
“Go to sleep!”
“Heehee. You can… secretly bite them after I fall asleep~”
“…”
“Yan Zhen.”
“What?”
She kissed him softly on the lips.
“Goodnight kiss~”
“…”
He thought for a moment, then kissed her cheek.
“Goodnight.”
Her heart filled with sweetness, she closed her eyes, snuggling closer.
Silence descended, but he didn’t sleep. He focused his mind, circulating his Mystic Power, preparing to resist the Yin energy emanating from her body.
…
Midnight. She fell into a deep sleep, and the gray-black Yin energy, escaping her control, surged towards him.
Even with the Gold and Silver Fire, he nearly froze.
The Yin energy’s intensity was approaching the Mystic General realm, while his Gold and Silver Fire’s maximum power was only at the Mystic Scholar level.
Fortunately, this was just a small amount of uncontrolled Yin energy, despite its high intensity. He could barely handle it.
The script described how, during her Yin Body outburst, her power had reached the high-star Mystic King realm, nearly reaching the Mystic Lord realm. If he hadn’t fled quickly, with his Beautiful Sect Master’s help, he wouldn’t have survived.
“…”
— So cold! Can I really handle this?
Nearly half an hour had passed, but the Yin energy showed no signs of stopping. His Mystic Power was almost depleted, his lips turning blue from the cold.
He quickly swallowed a handful of Mystic Pills to replenish his energy, then closed his eyes, focusing on circulating his Mystic Power, generating heat to counter the Yin energy’s chill.
Their points of contact were drenched in sweat, drying and becoming damp again.
An hour passed. He felt dizzy and weak, his Mystic Power unable to keep up, his body temperature dropping. He felt like a beggar freezing to death in a snowstorm.
Why isn’t it stopping? Wait, I have the Phosphorus Fire!
The Phosphorus Fire was also a Yin attribute flame, capable of absorbing Yin energy.
He released the Phosphorus Fire from the Fire Refining Starry Sky, letting it absorb the surrounding Yin energy, feeling a slight sense of relief.
As the Yin energy decreased, his body temperature gradually rose, his shivering subsiding.
However, the Phosphorus Fire’s unfamiliar aura alerted Yi Xian’er, rousing her from her sleep.
Sensing the Yin energy within the tent and seeing his pale face and blue lips, she instantly understood what had happened.
— Her Yin energy had leaked out while she was asleep!
She quickly suppressed her Yin Body, instead absorbing the Yin energy within the tent.
“Yan Zhen, are you okay?”
He also withdrew the Phosphorus Fire, forcing a smile. “I’m fine.”
She sat up, moving away from him, wrapping the blanket around him.
Seeing his haggard appearance, she was filled with guilt.
“I’m sorry, Yan Zhen. I didn’t know this would happen… Was this… not the first time? You were waking up late because you were warming me up, weren’t you? Why didn’t you tell me, you idiot?”
She was scared.
In her previous life, she had nearly killed him during her Yin Body outburst. It was her greatest nightmare.
After being reborn, she had vowed never to lose control in front of him again. She hadn’t expected her Yin energy to leak out unconsciously.
Wait, she remembered. When she had first become the Queen of a Thousand Yins, this had also happened while she slept alone in her palace. The entire palace had become an icy realm, making it difficult for even her servants to approach.
She had overcome this issue later, so she had subconsciously forgotten about it.
— I’m such an idiot!
“Yan Zhen, I…”
“Don’t worry, Xian’er, I’m fine.” He smiled at her. “If you feel bad, then lie down and let me hug you. We’ll warm each other up.”
Her eyes welled up. “You… you’re still willing to hug me?”
“You don’t have any Yin energy leaking out now, right?” He took her hand. “Without the Yin energy, you’re just a soft, warm, and fragrant pillow. Who wouldn’t want to hug you?”
“Yan Zhen…”
Her heart ached. She bit her lip, then removed her clothes, her flawless body exposed, before quickly slipping under the blanket, snuggling against him, her arms and legs wrapped around him, her lips finding his cold earlobe.
His sensitive ear being nibbled, he blushed furiously, his body warming up… in more ways than one.
“Y-you don’t have to go this far!”
She released his ear, her voice husky with desire.
“I’m already yours. This is nothing.”
“Xian’er, don’t say that.”
“Even if you don’t admit it, I’m yours.” She said stubbornly. “I was yours before, I am yours now, and I will always be yours… I love you, Yan Zhen. I love you so much, from my past life to this life, my love growing stronger every day… You’re my everything, the reason I exist. Nothing is more important than you.”
Her words, a jumbled confession of love, touched his heart deeply.
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