Fang Yu frowned as she opened her eyes. The dimly lit room made her head spin. She blinked the confusion away as she looked at the white-haired person sleeping next to her. The smell of sex, still lingered inside the tent, reminding her of what transpired before she closed her eyes from exhaustion.
Staring at the man who was sleeping on his stomach, Fang Yu couldn't helped but gulp. Brushing away a lock of his white hair away from his face, Fang Yu's eyes drifted towards his tall straight nose, then onto his lips. She rummaged through her memories, thinking about this familiar face. She was sure she had seen him before. But where? Was it in another world?
'Robot, why can't I remember the people from the previous world?'
Silence.
A sigh escaped her lips. The robot already told her that this would happen but it never told her why. Was that really necessary? After a few minutes, Fang Yu slowly sat on the bed and roamed her eyes, looking for her clothes that now resembled a wilted lotus flower on the floor. She slowly stood, careful not to wake him up. She was about to start tiptoeing towards her robe when a hand grabbed her wrist.
"Where are you going?" His voice was still hoarse. She stiffened and looked at him, her eyes soon darted towards the sheets that slipped from his body, showing his defined muscles.
Without waiting for her to say anything, Mo Li pulled her back to the bed. "Who told you that you can leave?" An evil smile was already on his face as he used his tongue to moisten his lower lip.
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Fang Yu sat in stunned silence as she examined her Qi. After a tiring night, it seems that her body wasn't affected at all. In fact, she could feel her body boiled with energy and pure Qi. She also felt her cultivation increased by a huge margin. What was happening?
Was this the legendary feeling of having cultivated with someone else? In her memories, there is a term called Dual cultivation where a couple or man and woman would cultivate together. But this required their affinities to be the same or the exact opposite. With this kind of practice, intercourse was of course normal and was considered a part of this cultivation arts. Having intercourse for the first time would exponentially increase one's cultivation and it would only continue to increase every time they have sex.
"You didn't know? Did you?" Mo Li was sitting on the bed, languidly reading a book. "Xiawen Dong wanted to marry you because of your purity and your affinity."
She frowned. Not many people knew that her affinity was space. In fact, her master made sure to tell everyone that she had an affinity with all four elements. This was because the power of space was extremely dangerous and mysterious. Her master said that there were only two people in the entire continent who were able to master the power of space and those people are long gone now. It's either they went to a different world, or they were killed. No one was sure what happened to them.
Because of this, her master had been hiding her real affinity since he started teaching her almost five hundred years ago. In everyone's eyes, Fang Yu was someone so talented that she was able to master four elements- a talent that is not as rare as the power of space. In the continent, there were about twenty people who could use all four elements and Fang Yu was one of them.
For five hundred years, Fang Yu was able to hide her real affinity. So, Mo Li talking about her affinity now is quite suspicious to her.
"I knew it when we…" he didn't continue his words as his eyes were already traveling down her body. "I felt it." He said. Just like Fang Yu, he too had a significant increase in his cultivation, even his internal wounds that he sustained when coming into this world were starting to heal because of her body.
Fang Yu said nothing. The thing is… she didn't remember feeling anything from Mo Li's body during the intercourse. She lowered her head, hiding the embarrassment in her eyes. Was it because she had been too aroused that she ignored everything else? How embarrassing. She immediately reminded herself that this memory would soon disappear once she leave this world. So, there is no need to even think about it anymore.
"So, Xiawen Dong knew about my affinity?"
"He must have felt it when you fought two hundred years ago." He answered. When he picked her up two hundred years ago, the woman was almost at the death's door. If he was late by a few minutes, he was certain that Fang Yu would have lost her life because of her injuries. "You should not worry about it. The news about us sleeping together must have spread by now. I am certain that even Xiawen Dong already knows it." He smirked and lowered his head to read his book.
"Elder Fang, Elder Mo," a soft voice of a woman interrupted the silence. "The Sect Master of Frozen Wraith Sect is here. He is asking to see you about the matter of his nephew."
"We will be there." Mo Li stood and immediately approached her. He glanced at her white robe and nodded in approval before he pointed at her wrist. Right then and there, a black tattoo of a dragon that looked like a bracelet appeared on her left wrist.
She hissed from the pain and watched as the dragon tattoo moved like a real dragon before disappearing into her skin.
"You are mine now." He smiled. "They will feel my Qi inside your body." He said before walking out of the tent first. Seeing him disappear, Fang Yu immediately frowned and looked at her wrist. For some reason, she felt that the tattoo was tattooed on her soul— the soul named Lily and not just on the body.
Soul magic? Fang Yu's face darkened. People who could do that were not humans or normal cultivators.
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