Offering Salted Fish To Master

The shape of the soul in the spiritual palace wasn’t certain. Liao Tingyan’s was like a soft white cloud now. So she could only use floating ones.

Sima Jiao’s soul was dying. His soul flower was almost gone, and those petals fell which she tried to fish out. She stretched her divine soul a bit, and held a piece of divine soul that fell. That piece of soul fell on the white cloud, and Liao Tingyan’s mind was dumbfounded. She was electrified. She felt somewhat numb, a very strange feeling.

There was also a kind of negative weariness that passed along the “petal”. Liao Tingyan was so uncomfortable that she wanted to watch a movie for depression.

She continued to fish out the petals, and the weird numbness became clearer with each petal. Although her soul was in someone else’s spiritual palace, her perception of the body still existed. She discovered that her body had no strength, her legs were weak and she had a little headache.

It was a sequelae. It wasn’t so easy to enter other people’s spiritual palace.

But since she already entered, she worked diligently to fish for more than half. She couldn’t pick the other part, not because she didn’t want to, but because the petals curled and disappeared like withered. So she could only take the rest to float up to the center of the spiritual palace, the one that glowed next to the dim orb. This luminous ball was the inner core of the soul, and if this inner core also dissipates people lose their soul.

Liao Tingyan didn’t know how to stick these soul fragments back to him, so she tried to use herself as a tape, wrapped the soul fragments and stuck it on the inner core, wondering if she could wait for him to grow well.

The moment she posted it, there was a sharp pain in her head.

Then there was a terrible shudder.

Specifically, it was refreshing and painful. The pain was because Sima Jiao’s spirit was too sharp. Even if there was no malice, the hostility he exuded subconsciously, after getting close also reflected on Liao Tingyan’s spirit. It was difficult to explain the pain clearly. It wasn’t like being stabbed but more like a tingling sensation all over the body.

In short, under this situation, Liao Tingyan suddenly realized what was going on.

As an ordinary mortal, she had never had a deep understanding of this world, so when told to enter his spiritual palace  she didn’t think too much about it. But now the body’s reaction clearly told her that her current state could actually be called “spiritual mingling”, in simpler words “spiritual communion”, more popularly speaking, it could be said to be exclusive to cultivators…double cultivation behavior.

Did immortals play such high-end games! Was there such a thing?

Liao Tingyan’s mood was agitated. After she urged her mentality and cursed, the agitation was annihilated in a very discordant pleasure, and she couldn’t remember anything.

Liao Tingyan used to be a single social animal. Of course, she had watched a lot of videos, but she had never had any real experience. Although the descriptions in various works seem pretty cool, according to friends and colleagues that kind of thing was actually not as cool as expected.

But now, she understood what it meant to be overwhelmed. It was that she didn’t remember who she was, where she was, and what she was going to do for a long time. She only felt that she was entangled with another person and was inseparable. She shared her emotions, feelings and some fragmented moods and memories like a few grains of gravel leaking from an hourglass.

She seemed to be wrapped in something. She had another body in this space, and every inch of her skin was stained with the breath of the other person…

Divine souls blend! The one with a low cultivation base would be more easily unable to bear it, and when the critical point was reached, the divine soul would return to her body.

Liao Tingyan slumped on the chair, tingling lingered all over her body. She blushed—not only her face, but her whole body was red, and she couldn’t help but breathe with her eyes open. Her legs went soft and she couldn’t stand up, her hands were also soft, she couldn’t move a finger. She barely recovered for a while, moved a little, and felt a tremor again.

She raised her hand weakly and covered her face, like a middle-aged who had lost her footing, and her face was full of exhaustion.　　

“****! What am I…”

“Stupid!”

“Uhh–“

She didn’t know what to say of this stupid thing. She sent herself to the door and then put Sima Jiao to sleep? He should be considered asleep, right?

If he woke up, would he immediately strike her soul?

Liao Tingyan was so scared that she kicked Sima Jiao out of breath without hesitation. Anyway, he wasn’t awake, he definitely wouldn’t know.

At this dangerous moment, the flame appeared very insightful, and his tone was very excited, “I told you, you can do it. Now his situation is much more stable, and he can get better after a few more tries!”

“How many more tries?” Liao Tingyan looked at the wild child flame with the most grumpy expression in her life. She felt like she was dead once. How many times would she enter again?

The flame didn’t notice her expression, and still said, “Ah, he hasn’t recovered yet, and he didn’t wake up. Of course, you have to go in and help him. You are so capable. I thought it would take you so much to break in. His soul was damaged, now, not only has it been damaged, you have also benefited from it.”

He said that it would definitely work. She couldn’t believe this guy again.

“Shut up, you wild boy!” Liao Tingyan said.

The flame screamed, “Wow, after you guys practised double cultivation, did you also get each other’s bad temper?!”

Grumpy salted fish! Liao Tingyan put on a soundproof cover, stood up, and walked out without looking at Sima Jiao who was in a coma. If she couldn’t see, it didn’t exist. 

Liao Tingyan was quiet for an hour, ran for a bath, ate, drank tea, and set up a place by the lake to see the mountains and rivers. She couldn’t go on being quiet anymore. If people got too comfortable, they would feel very depressed.　　

In fact, it wasn’t hard to accept. It wasn’t bad. She even had a kind of detachment after being refreshed.

Okay, the only problem was that she was worried that Sima Jiao would be upset when he woke up and would face her in a devastating way. She thought of feeling emotions in a certain process. Liao Tingyan was no longer so scared, and even felt a little proud whether Sima Jiao liked her.