Chapter 59: Senior Brother, He is also a Man

Meanwhile.

Though Tang Yueyao was enjoying the comfort and pleasure brought by dual cultivation, she hadn’t forgotten the abnormal state her Senior Brother had shown earlier.

During cultivation, she occasionally cracked her eyes open, checking if he was slipping back into that unusual condition.

An hour later.

After confirming he no longer had that flushed, steaming appearance, she finally focused fully on her cultivation.

Looks like Senior Brother isn’t pushing himself. Now I can concentrate.

Time passed.

Unknowingly, the two had been cultivating together using the dual cultivation method for seven days and seven nights.

They hadn’t paused once, nor had anyone disturbed them. The only sign was the endless stream of spiritual qi swirling around them, merging into their bodies…

A faint, translucent white figure of a seated person even appeared vaguely above Shen Mu’s spiritual platform. His organs, bones, and meridians glowed with a hazy mysterious light, faintly imbued with spirituality.

He seemed to be in a unique cultivation state.

Empty, clear, transparent…

As if he could reach out and touch concepts beyond mortal comprehension.

“Senior Brother~!”

Suddenly, a crisp girl’s shout echoed from afar, reaching the room. Tang Yueyao immediately opened her eyes, halting her cultivation.

“Senior Sister…”

Lin Yuhe stepped inside, seeing them still seated on the cushions, her face showing slight confusion. “Wait, you two are still cultivating together?”

“I came by yesterday morning, and you were like this. How are you still at it today?”

“Phew…”

Shen Mu exhaled a turbid breath, slowly opening his clear, crystalline eyes, saying calmly, “What’s up? What’s worth you coming here twice?”

“You forgot what I told you just a few days ago?” Lin Yuhe’s face was tinged with exasperation. Only a few days of dual cultivation, and his memory’s already this bad?

Reminded by her, Shen Mu’s eyes lit up with realization. “Oh, right. Has she arrived?”

“Mm, she’s been waiting in Xuanyong City for almost a day.”

“Then let’s go. Don’t keep her waiting.”

Shen Mu stood immediately, his movements carrying a newfound calm and grace, as if he hadn’t fully returned from that peculiar cultivation state.

“Your attitude’s decent, at least.”

Lin Yuhe turned to Tang Yueyao, who hadn’t spoken, and began, “If…”

Gurgle~ Gurgle~

Before she could finish, Tang Yueyao’s stomach growled loudly, making her lower her head deeply, her cheeks burning with shame, unable to meet their eyes.

Ugh… why now of all times…

“Never mind, Yueyao, come with us. I’ll treat you to something good later.” Seeing her shy, adorable state, Lin Yuhe had an idea, bending down to pull her up by the hand.

“!”

“Wait, Senior Sister!”

Tang Yueyao’s eyes widened in panic, realizing her lower body was still in an… indelicate state. She yelped and quickly sat back down on the damp cushion.

“Let me… change my clothes first…”

Her glance flicked toward Shen Mu, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment, inwardly praying that he hadn’t noticed anything.

“Senior Brother, can you step out for a bit?”

“Sure, I get it.”

With the previous experience, Shen Mu left the room without looking back, even closing the door behind them.

Inside the room.

“Here, Yueyao, I have a new outfit you can try on.”

Lin Yuhe smiled warmly, pulling out a pair of glossy silk stockings and an exquisite pink-and-white lolita dress from her storage ring, handing them to Tang Yueyao.

“Huh?”

Looking at the unfamiliar outfit, Tang Yueyao’s eyes showed confusion.

“If you wear this, Senior Brother’s fondness for you will skyrocket~” Lin Yuhe, like a seasoned salesperson reading her mind, coaxed gently.

“Really?”

“Of course. Have I ever lied to you, Senior Sister?”

“Mm…”

If wearing this… makes Senior Brother like me more… and makes him happier…

That doesn’t sound bad…

Tang Yueyao didn’t notice how her emotions and thoughts were gradually shifting toward him.

“But how do I wear this?”

“No worries, I’ll teach you.”

The shared-mind dual cultivation method is pretty effective…

Outside the room.

Shen Mu tested his enhanced physical strength, taking out a fist-sized piece of black iron and squeezing it slowly, deforming it with ease.

“Not bad for physical power.”

Then, he sensed a fly buzzing ten meters away by a wall. Without shifting his gaze, he flicked the iron piece out!

Whoosh!

The next instant, the wall went “bang!” as the iron pierced a hole through it, obliterating the fly without a trace.

“My mental perception’s improved a lot too…”

“And my five senses.”

Standing still, without using any eavesdropping techniques, he could hear the conversation inside the room.

“Senior Sister… do I really have to wear this?”

“Oh, come on~ You have to. Look, I’m wearing it too—it’s super comfy.”

“And, you know, Senior Brother really likes looking at it.”

“R-Really?”

“Mm, last time he couldn’t hold back and even asked me to lift it up for him to see.”

“What? Senior Brother’s that bold?”

“Oh, come on~ It’s human nature. No matter how composed he is, he’s still a guy. He loves new, eye-catching stuff.”

“Maybe if you wear it, he’ll like you even more and want you to dual cultivate with him every day.”

“Mm…”

Hearing the girl’s shy murmur, Shen Mu’s lips twitched, his brows knitting into a deep frown.

What are they even talking about?

Why does this feel so off?

Shen Mu vaguely sensed their private conversation was veering into dangerous territory, but given the situation, he couldn’t just barge in and ask.

“She’s not seriously trying to corrupt Tang Yueyao, is she?”

Recalling Lin Yuhe’s earlier words, Shen Mu felt a pang of worry, starting to ponder.

After a while.

The door opened.

Tang Yueyao, her pink hair tied into twin tails, wearing an exquisite pink-and-white lolita dress, stepped out slowly, her flushed face lowered…

Her delicate white fingers fidgeted nervously, her glossy silk-clad legs in white shoes trembling slightly, betraying her inner tension.

Her sparkling, watery pink peach-blossom eyes occasionally flicked up toward the source of her nervousness, carrying a hint of special anticipation.

She no longer looked like a mere girl but rather an adorably shy white-stockinged lolita.