The Journey of Immortal Cultivation
Chapter 148 - 104 Calmness

Chapter 148: Chapter 104 Calmness

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like turning on a water dragon’s switch. The moment Ning Xiaoxian leaned against his chest, large teardrops rolled down like broken pearls, drenching a large patch of his clothes. In fact, after enduring those two slaps just now, her mind went blank, and she had not returned to her senses. It wasn’t until Changtian embraced her that she felt an inexplicable sourness in her chest and her nose also felt very sore, making her unable to hold back her tears.

If you ask her why she was crying, she actually didn’t know... Probably from feeling wronged, resentful, frightened, or perhaps some other incomprehensible emotion. Triggered by Changtian’s action, they erupted without brewing, resulting in a fit of sobbing that darkened the sky and dimmed the earth. However, contrary to what Changtian had expected, her emotions uniquely lacked anger. Thanks to his slaps, her buttocks itched for a long while, and she didn’t notice his subsequent sneaky acts of taking advantage. In fact, even if she had noticed, she probably would have reacted differently.

Ironically, when she burst into loud sobs, she did not wail and thrash about like other women. She just silently sobbed and cried, occasionally having to sniffle, which caused Changtian to feel as if his heart was also aching, leading him to a clear and unobstructed realization: "This girl, she must have become my Heart Demon!"

After half a moment, her rapid breathing gradually calmed down. Changtian guessed that she had cried enough and then dug her out from his chest, unsurprisingly seeing her turn into a tear-streaked, cat-like face.

He couldn’t help but be venomously sarcastic: "Ugly as death!"

Ning Xiaoxian was most afraid of hearing the word "ugly" from his mouth. She hurriedly reached out to wipe her face but was caught by him. Immediately after, a cool sensation spread across her face, and the tears and snot vanished. She knew that this spell was called "Cleaning Technique."

"Much better." His voice was low and gruff, insincere in his remark. Now her nose was red, her eye sockets were red, not exactly what one would call pretty, but her eyes, washed by tears, became even darker and shone brightly, making him inexplicably think of a verse he had read in a book, "Mountains fresh after the rain"; she must have also bitten her lips while crying for a long time, as her moist, red lips still had teeth marks, tempting him to extend his finger to smooth them out.

And he subconsciously did just that. She dazedly watched as he extended his slender finger, gently caressing her lip line. Although his fingertips were quite cold, where they touched felt as if warmed by a little fire, eliciting a scorching sensation. He gently caressed her red lips, her nose, and also helped her push away the disheveled hair on her forehead; his movements were exceedingly tender. She had never imagined that Changtian could also possess such gentleness.

Using the back of his hand, he gently touched the maiden’s smooth and fair cheeks. Ning Xiaoxian grasped his hand, not with any strength, but instead willingly sighed in contentment, closing her eyes to enjoy his caress. In a haze, she wondered, "I have closed my eyes, so how can I still feel his gaze?"

On her face, she could feel Changtian’s breath, knowing he was very close, very close to her indeed. At such closeness, she lacked the courage to open her eyes and look directly into his golden eyes. She could sense that Changtian’s large hand had already moved to the thick, long hair at the back of her head, effortlessly securing her head in place. Even if it was for such an intimate exchange, the man’s actions were filled with an unarguable intent.

Would this be a perfect kiss? She subconsciously tilted her neck slightly, parting her lips lightly. At this moment, while her heart pounded like a drum, her body wholeheartedly anticipated what was to come. Therefore, she knew she was ready.

Her response brought a hint of a smile to Changtian’s face. This girl, just like him, anticipated this moment; this realization brought him a bit of male pride. The last time they kissed, she had fallen asleep; this time, he hoped she would be joyful and enjoy it, rather than flee like a small animal—in regards to this girl’s timid and cowardly nature, he had long since seen through it.

This is the God Demon Prison, where even if the heavens fell and the earth cracked outside, it would remain eternally quiet... At least, it should have been so. Unfortunately, just as Changtian was about to capture her lips, a small sound arose.

"Plop—" Something fell into the water.

For the two individuals now with heightened senses, this sound was nothing less than a thunderclap, instantly shattering the ambiguous and mysterious spell between them. Ning Xiaoxian abruptly opened her eyes, taking in a deep breath, as if awakening from a dream.