**Chapter 165: Is This Really What I Can Watch?**
Warm water enveloped Bai Yu’s body, and she could clearly feel the temperature, but it was completely isolated from her. The icy chill from within had no relief—cold was just cold.
The only remedy for this bone-chilling sensation was the body heat of a living person, skin touching skin. So every time she showered, the only warmth she felt was from Zhao Mingyue.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn’t dare spend too long with Zhao Mingyue.
She feared her own chilling aura might harm Zhao Mingyue. After all, she was a living person. Having prolonged contact with a ghost would surely lead to some nasty consequences for her.
But now, she didn’t have to worry about her aura hurting Zhao Mingyue.
The problem was, it didn’t seem like a good thing for her.
Zhao Mingyue’s hands and feet were already “unclean” under normal circumstances, and now without the aftermath barrier, wouldn’t that girl ramp things up? That wouldn’t be the Zhao Mingyue she was familiar with.
At this moment, hearing Zhao Mingyue mention this “mini-game,” Bai Yu instinctively felt a bad vibe creeping in.
To be honest, she had participated in countless missions within the sc*m Game, from generals and leaders, taboo ancient dragons, to forbidden gods, down to average soldiers and ghosts. She had faced too many strong opponents that were a real headache.
There were even a few game participants specifically targeting her, like the second-ranked Nightmare.
But honestly, even including those lunatics, none of them made her feel as helpless as Zhao Mingyue did.
This helplessness was something she’d only ever felt with Zhao Mingyue.
“It’s too late today; you should go to bed early,” Bai Yu tried to refuse.
However, as soon as her words left her mouth, Zhao Mingyue tightly hugged her from behind. The overwhelming softness pressing against her back left Bai Yu momentarily flustered.
“Just give it a try, just once! I swear to the heavens, I won’t do anything too much!”
It sounded good, but Bai Yu couldn’t shake the feeling that Zhao Mingyue’s tone was a bit… untrustworthy.
Wait, I didn’t even ask yet, and you’re already swearing?
That’s not just giving yourself away; that’s premeditated!
If you’re innocent, why the need to swear?
Bai Yu caught that slip, but Zhao Mingyue seemed completely unfazed. She rested her head on Bai Yu’s shoulder, her shiny pink lips whispered a few words, her warm breath tickling Bai Yu’s ear.
“Hehe, how does it feel? This mini-game is great, right?”
Zhao Mingyue explained simply: through the intertwining of bl**d threads, she would guide Bai Yu to control them.
Like teaching someone to write, but somehow this position makes it easier to grasp the concept.
After all, they were intertwined, so Bai Yu would notice changes in the bl**d threads immediately, allowing for understanding and learning.
“Look, in two days, I’ll be going on a solo mission. Such a tough task! If I go unprepared, I’ll get thrashed!”
“We’ve worked so hard and sacrificed so much—if I can’t even use it when I get there, it’s dangerous!”
“I fought with that Burning Heart Goddess with sheer willpower in that nightmare for hundreds of rounds to defeat her. It was a bloody and tearful process!”
“That despicable creature dragged me into the back village! It’s my nightmare—a place I never want to return to!”
Her words were filled with heartache and struggle, yet Zhao Mingyue’s smile never left her face.
It wasn’t intentional; she just couldn’t help it.
It’s hard not to smile when you’re embraced by soft jade fragrance.
“Just try it out!”
Bai Yu felt an overwhelming helplessness. After contemplating Zhao Mingyue’s points, she realized there was some merit to what she said.
In a way, it can actually be done.
bl**d threads are the essence of a ghost. Not only is it hard for an ordinary human like Zhao Mingyue to manage them, even common ghosts struggle to control them.
Summoning bl**d threads is easy; using them for battle? That’s a whole different ball game.
Allowing Zhao Mingyue to merge with her was a hands-on teaching exercise for Bai Yu to slow down and showcase the variations and uses of the bl**d threads.
“Fine.”
“I knew you’d be the best, Yu!”
Zhao Mingyue aimed to give Bai Yu a smooch, only to be blocked by Bai Yu’s bl**d threads.
“Alright, give it a shot.”
Not deterred, Zhao Mingyue watched as Bai Yu unleashed her crimson, soft tendrils of bl**d threads, and she released her own, slowly touching Bai Yu’s threads.
Just as she imagined, without control, bl**d threads acted like mist, easily merging together.
Maybe it was because Bai Yu’s threads were too strong; at first, hers struggled to blend properly. The ends slowly probed in, and she immediately felt the differences between Bai Yu’s and her own threads.
Since Bai Yu didn’t actively control, her threads remained soft. But no matter how relaxed they were, the quality of Bai Yu’s threads was evident—hers were just too weak, leading to a distinctly strong, icy, and constricting sensation.
Similar to specially processed cotton candy, Zhao Mingyue had to make her bl**d threads a bit harder to integrate better. Gradually, as the threads spread deeper, she sensed something new.
Directly, she sensed Bai Yu.
Yes, Bai Yu.
The essence of Bai Yu permeated everywhere, creating an incredibly strong sensation of being enveloped by her.
Bai Yu had mentioned more than once that bl**d threads were her body.
Hmm…
Why does it suddenly feel a bit strange?
Zhao Mingyue felt a bit disoriented.
So, my bl**d threads are also part of my body.
No wonder it felt like this.
Bai Yu’s bl**d threads, without intentional control, also barely acted like mist. After Zhao Mingyue deeply integrated, the merging of their threads became increasingly tight. At first, it was just vertical merging, but now it was slowly merging in all directions—360 degrees, no dead angles.
One more thing: these bl**d threads of hers were originally Bai Yu’s, giving it a sense of returning to the womb. The integration process was smooth and seamless.
Experiencing Bai Yu in a 360-degree manner, Zhao Mingyue comfortably squinted her eyes.
If she hadn’t been able to control her body, she would probably have let out some bizarre sounds.
This sense of safety, satisfaction, and happiness…
“Mingyue, slowly feel the changes.”
Bai Yu’s voice pulled Zhao Mingyue back to reality. She nibbled her lower lip and nodded, “Mm.”
The changes in bl**d threads started slowly so Zhao Mingyue could deeply grasp the process.
For Zhao Mingyue, this was probably a mix of pain and pleasure.
As she immersed herself in an indescribable sensation, she had to keep up with Bai Yu’s changes.
Time passed, and for half an hour, the girl and ghost maintained the same position in the bathtub before wrapping things up.
Zhao Mingyue reluctantly withdrew her bl**d threads.
“How was it?” Bai Yu slightly turned her head to glance at Zhao Mingyue, whose cheeks were flushed and gaze shifty.
For a moment, she was puzzled, but then she quickly realized where the problem lay.
“Ahem.” Bai Yu turned away, an unusual glint flashing in her eyes.
“Ah, oh! It was great! I feel like I’ve learned a lot! If I practice for another couple of days, I should be able to master it!” Zhao Mingyue hurriedly answered.
“Really? You just said you understood everything.”
“I misspoke, I still have much to comprehend!”
“Is that so? Weren’t you just claiming you understood it all?”
“I was wrong! Hehehe, mastering it so quickly? Not a chance!”
Zhao Mingyue hugged Bai Yu tightly and shook her, clearly not caring about Bai Yu’s feelings, especially what was happening on her back.
“Well then, let’s continue tomorrow night.”
“Ooh, yay!” Zhao Mingyue perked up instantly.
Not long after leaving the bathroom, Zhao Mingyue had a midnight snack and, noticing the time was nearly 1 AM, she was finally free from her worries about side effects and aftereffects, able to sleep next to Bai Yu in the same bed and under the same blanket.
Bai Yu didn’t want to disturb her sleep; she turned her back, saying nothing.
That night, Zhao Mingyue tentatively tried resting her hand on Bai Yu’s waist but didn’t dare to be too bold, knowing she had to take it slowly. Otherwise, Bai Yu might refuse to sleep with her, and that would be a headache.
Gazing at Bai Yu’s head, Zhao Mingyue slowly closed her eyes, a smile spreading across her face.
Tonight would truly be a night she remembered for a lifetime.
She wanted to say to Bai Yu, “Thank you, Yu,” but upon reflection, that felt too weak. If she really wanted to show her gratitude, she should present something of significance.
What does Bai Yu like? She didn’t know.
But she could take her time to figure it out. She believed she’d get stronger, even the White Day Amusement Park wouldn’t be able to take her down.
Only with her own strength could she have the confidence to say another thing she was eager to express.
“Bai Yu, let me be your support too.”
Bai Yu had done so much for her, bringing her happiness, helping her conquer nightmares, and changing her life.
Yet until now, she hadn’t given Bai Yu anything in return.
Zhao Mingyue deeply understood one thing: if a relationship becomes a one-sided effort, with only one party constantly giving while the other just reaps the benefits, that relationship is doomed to fall apart.
Feelings require mutual investment; they must progress together. One-side demands and one-side contributions are simply unfair.
Zhao Mingyue also understood another thing.
There was nothing about her that Bai Yu must hold onto. In other words, there were countless girls better than her out there waiting, and Bai Yu could go anywhere. Did she really have to hang on to this crooked tree?
Zhao Mingyue felt a premonition; if things continued this way, she would eventually part with Bai Yu.
This “parting” could even escalate to a life-or-d*ath separation.
Bai Yu’s past was a mystery to her—at least, she didn’t understand it fully.
The only thing she could be sure of was that it wasn’t simple.
Especially with regard to Bai Sisi.
Bai Yu was such a strong and formidable ghost, unafraid of anything, regardless of how dangerous the situation, confusion and fear never crossed her face.
But there was that one time; no, not just once—the few times she had looked at Mr. Rabbit’s figure, Zhao Mingyue had seen confusion on Bai Yu’s face.
How did Bai Sisi d*e? Who was her killer? What happened that could even confuse Bai Yu?
As these thoughts swirled around, Zhao Mingyue interrupted herself.
The more she thought about it, the harder it was to sleep; there was no need to torment herself internally. Time was on her side; she just had to do her best.
However, the moment that thought ended, another popped up.
She suddenly remembered the feeling she had in the bathtub. It was like she could float to the heavens.
Did Bai Yu feel that way too?
It probably felt different, given she was the “invaded” one.
Forget it; no point in asking—Bai Yu wouldn’t tell her.
Zhao Mingyue drifted into a deep sleep, while Bai Yu opened her eyes.
Silently lifting her hand to remove the claws from her chest, she got up and tucked Zhao Mingyue’s blanket tighter.
She really didn’t understand why this girl was so well-behaved before falling asleep, yet after, her hands turned into a GPS tracker.
Sitting in the bedroom chair, Bai Yu pulled out the amusement park tickets from the drawer and examined them closely.
Zhao Mingyue’s first solo mission was daunting, so it was impossible not to worry.
“What has Lu Liangting been up to these days?”
“He’s busy with something. It definitely isn’t anything to do with Eternal Life Village.”
Lu Liangting was the main character, and keeping tabs on his movements could yield valuable information.
For the past few days, that kid had been carrying a heavy burden. When he saw her and Zhao Mingyue, he appeared to have words stuck in his throat, clearly wanting to say something.
“In two days, time will pass quickly, and we won’t have time to waste.”
“I’ll ask him tomorrow. If he’s heading to the White Day Amusement Park…”
“Then let Mingyue stay away from him.”
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