Jiang Xuan had thought Xia Xiao Yu wouldn’t be so quick to reveal her true intentions, but no sooner had he lain down than she went all out—no acting required.
“Xia Xiao Yu, you explicitly promised me not to cause trouble…”
“I did say that… but… if it’s Brother Xuan taking the initiative, I wouldn’t count it as causing trouble, right?”
“I’m only responding to this long-awaited expectation of my childhood sweetheart. It’s not too much, is it?”
Jiang Xuan: “??????”
The moment Xia Xiao Yu finished speaking, Jiang Xuan immediately denied it:
“There’s no way I’d take the initiative. Hurry up and get some rest.”
Lately, he had been exhausted from the torment inflicted by Nangong Liu Yun, and the Great Sage Mode had received unprecedented strengthening.
Initiative? Hah! If he couldn’t even break through his own Great Sage defense, how could he possibly take the initiative?
Jiang Xuan was silently praying that this time, Xia Xiao Yu would be a bit more honorable and stop with those sneaky moves.
At that moment, Xia Xiao Yu leaned close to Jiang Xuan’s ear and in a sultry voice slowly said:
“Brother Xuan is so loyal to Sister Liu Yun; then I’ll have to use my ultimate move.”
“To make you take the initiative, Brother Xuan, I’ve prepared a dress exactly like Sister Liu Yun’s.”
Jiang Xuan: “?????”
Before Jiang Xuan could say anything, Xia Xiao Yu started changing into a dress identical to Nangong Liu Yun’s right in front of him.
She then looked down at Jiang Xuan and pinched his face.
“Can you take the initiative now, Brother Xuan?”
Jiang Xuan, confused, asked:
“What’s with the matching outfits with Liu Yun?”
“That’s the whole point, to make you take the initiative! Since seeking excitement, we should go all the way, don’t you think, Brother Xuan?”
While Jiang Xuan didn’t know how to answer whether he liked it or not, he was surprised to find his inner sage getting swayed by Xia Xiao Yu’s antics.
Seeing Jiang Xuan slightly ashamed, he turned his head away, not willing to meet Xia Xiao Yu’s gaze.
Simultaneously, Jiang Xuan slowly spoke up:
“Xiao Yu, there’s no need for you to mimic Liu Yun. Every individual is unique.”
“Au, you say that, yet your cheeks are blushing. Are you shy? Why won’t you look at me?”
Jiang Xuan: “…”
“Xiao Yu, stop messing around, let’s just rest.”
“Ah, I’ve gone this far for you, Brother Xuan, and still can’t win your concession. It seems I’ve lost. But now, seeing you struggle like this, anyone could fall for it. That’s quite normal, isn’t it?”
Jiang Xuan: “????”
No sooner had Xia Xiao Yu spoken when she kissed him lightly. At that same moment, a mechanical voice echoed in Jiang Xuan’s mind:
“Ding! Detected target affection level above 10000. Shall host proceed with spirit root duplication?”
“Yes, do it.”
“Ding! Duplication successful. Host receives top-notch Immortal Spirit Root.”
“Is it really working? Wait, don’t sleep, help me!”
Xia Xiao Yu, with a speed attack setup, easily broke through Jiang Xuan’s Great Sage defense.
“Xia Xiao Yu, you promised you wouldn’t cause trouble!”
“Brother Xuan, I said half of it last time. The full truth is, I won’t hold back unless I can’t.”
“What?”
At that moment, Jiang Xuan was enduring double torture—mental and emotional.
“Brother Xuan, you must be thinking about Sister Liu Yun, right?”
“You were captured by that demoness, yet she didn’t show up. You’re still thinking about her?”
“Tell me, who looks better in the same outfit: her or me?”
“Brother Xuan, you know I’ve made a lot of efforts behind the scenes to find you.”
“Last time, I fled because I couldn’t face you afterwards. This time, you’re not going anywhere from me.”
While Xia Xiao Yu spoke, she claimed her territory firmly, securing whatever future she wanted.
As for Jiang Xuan, a beginner cultivator whose skills were just starting to show, he had no resistance against her onslaught.
In the end, youth fell prey and marriage turned sour.
Throughout the long night, the Great Sage shattered once again.
Vulnerable Jiang Xuan was thoroughly controlled and survived the dark, dragging night.
Next morning, as Jiang Xuan opened his eyes, he jumped in shock.
He had a nightmare where he was taken by Ink Qing, a witch, to the Demon Sect.
There, Ink Qing exploited him to make billions of spiritual coins while he became nothing more than a tool.
Every day at the Demon Sect, people vented their frustrations on him until he lost his life.
Reflecting on his dream, Jiang Xuan decided he needed to get stronger.
If push came to shove, a retreat in the remote mountains for seclusion was necessary until enough power accumulated to emerge.
Now, with dual spiritual roots, his progress was frighteningly quick.
In ten years—at most three or two—he could become a top-tier powerhouse.
Having made his plans, Jiang Xuan noticed Xia Xiao Yu clinging to him like an octopus, still unconscious.
Thinking about yesterday’s madness, he had no idea what his attitude towards Xia Xiao Yu should be.
Just then, Xia Xiao Yu woke up slowly, her golden eyes appearing remarkably adorable.
She then extended both hands to frame Jiang Xuan’s face.
“Brother Xuan, you actually appeared in my dream? I miss you so much. Since it’s just a dream, shouldn’t I be able to do whatever I want?”
With that, she didn’t wait to lean closer to Jiang Xuan.
Reacting quickly, Jiang Xuan said:
“Xiao Yu, stay calm. Don’t you remember what happened last night?”
“Last night? I don’t recall doing anything last night.”
“Oh, it must have been another me doing stuff. I gave control over to her so she could find Brother Xuan. But she’s not sharing memories anymore—I’m never giving her the controls again.”
At that moment, Xia Xiao Yu clutched her tiny head and seemed uncomfortable.
A moment later, her empty stare became alert.
Her gaze shifted greedily towards Jiang Xuan.
She licked her lips, then gave Jiang Xuan a playful smile.
“So that’s what happened last night. Brother Xuan, I didn’t fully enjoy it yesterday. Now it’s my turn.”
Jiang Xuan: “?????”
