The Journey of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 1234: Chapter 632: A Chance Encounter Is Better Than an Invitation

Changtian pushed her back against a tree so thick two people would have to link arms to encircle it, then wrapped her up in his black cloak before finally feeling at ease enough to boldly peck at her red lips. This was the wilderness after all; he really didn’t want some passing Cultivator catching sight of her face flushed to the point of no return.

Anyone sneaking around for a little fun in the wild would inevitably end up going further. So after the two of them kissed for a while, sure enough, they both wanted to keep going and lose all shame. Ning Xiaoxian realized his hand had already slid over to undo the ties at her chest. Gasping for breath, she said, "No! Not here!"

Changtian understood that as, "Anywhere but here is fine," so he very straightforwardly scooped her up and strode deeper into the woods. With his speed, in the blink of an eye he had crossed several hundred zhang. Branches crisscrossed everywhere here; a mortal would have had trouble taking even a single step, and there wasn’t so much as half a footprint in the snow. The snow had fallen just last night, so at the very least no one had entered this area in the past half day.

He didn’t really want to do things under the blazing light of day either, so he focused his eyesight to the fullest, but still couldn’t find any suitable cover. Yet the beauty in his arms was already panting and breathless; to spare her now and not touch her would really be too much of a waste.

Why not carry her back to Tongleng House and slowly feast on her? With his skills, getting back from here wouldn’t take much time at all.

Just in the instant he hesitated, they suddenly both heard a strange sound.

They both had excellent hearing, and now they clearly heard, from deeper in the forest, urgent gasps for breath and the dull thudding of bodies slamming together. Ning Xiaoxian now understood such matters; she naturally knew exactly what was going on in there, and from the sound of the Battle it seemed to be growing ever more intense and climbing to a peak. She couldn’t help secretly clicking her tongue, her face reddening even more.

Who’d have thought that on such a freezing day there would still be lovers coming out to "work against the wind," not afraid of the bitter cold ruining their health?

Changtian disdained eavesdropping on people’s private business. At this moment he frowned and turned to leave.

Just then, from that pair of wild mandarin ducks came a voice moaning, "Senior Brother, Senior Brother!" The tone held a hint of coquettish charm.

Ning Xiaoxian’s cherry lips instantly formed an O-shape.

She caught a glimpse of Changtian’s expression, and "shattered into pieces" wasn’t even enough to describe it. Ahem, she’d always thought he was the very model of "Mt. Tai collapsing before him and his expression remaining unchanged." So he also had facts he couldn’t accept.

The reason was simple: the one moaning, for all that his voice was clear and pleasant, was a man! And he was calling the other person "Senior Brother"!

She suddenly wriggled out of Changtian’s arms and darted forward like a nimble rabbit.

Changtian was startled out of his wits. He caught her in one grab and spun her around, gritting his teeth as he sent a transmission: "What do you think you’re doing!"

Her eyes spun anxiously, her body twisting on instinct, and Changtian actually had to use quite a bit of strength to hold onto her. "Let go, I’m going to peek!" The legendary BL, the cut-sleeve and shared-peach, the seme｜uke alliance, "still singing of back-court ’joy’ across the river"... Damn! She’d only ever heard of it and never seen it for herself. If she didn’t seize this chance to broaden her horizons, how could that be okay!

Her little face flushed bright red, she was practically vibrating with excitement.

She wondered what those two looked like, and whether they resembled a playboy. The fire of Bagua gossip in her heart roared to life at once.

Who knew there could be a woman who could say the words "peep" and "voyeur" with such perfect righteousness. In just these few breaths that they’d been listening, the two people making "man-and-woman" joy in the woods had only grown more heated in their Battle. The veins on Changtian’s forehead bulged; he scooped her up horizontally, pressed her to his chest, and regardless of her struggling, turned once and moved them two hundred zhang away.

Only when they reached the edge of the Forest did he put her down and scold her: "Nonsense. How can you dare to look at anything and everything!"

She pouted in grievance. "I was just curious. Are you telling me that in ancient times there was never anything like that?" Were the ancients all that pure? As if. A real-person live performance, she really wanted to see if it was super lovey-dovey...

"Your vacation is cancelled. Starting tomorrow, you’re resuming your practice." He felt this topic really shouldn’t be explored any further, so his expression darkened and he used authority to press her down.

"Objection!" She was so mad she jumped three feet high. "How can you go back on your word!"

"Tomorrow is already the third day of the New Year; you’ve been enjoying yourself for far too long. Since you’re on the Cultivation path, you must improve every single day..."

She pursed her lips and only dared complain silently in her heart: "Haven’t you hogged all the good days for yourself?" Had he let her idle around these past three days? Who knew which one of them was the one really living in comfort!

Speaking of which, those two in the woods just now must also have been Cultivators, right? Otherwise, in this kind of weather where water freezes the instant it drips, who would dare go fool around outdoors? They probably thought this place was far from any Human presence, so they hadn’t even bothered to set up a Barrier. Tsk, that’s what you call lust｜clouding the mind.