lcionline Chapter 330 Heartless
Chapter 330 Heartless
Jiang Ming slightly lowered his chin, his eyes filled with anticipation.
His pale, sickly face made him look pitiful and broken.
This is using a handsome man as a weapon.
Sorry, Shen Yao can't handle any more.
Although they didn't do anything, they shared a bed at least eight or ten times.
The fairy didn't stand on ceremony; she took off her shoes and crawled into bed.
But this time is different from before.
In the past, she would always hug her blanket and press herself against the wall before falling asleep.
This time, we shared a blanket, and I crawled in and hugged him.
The moment he pulled her into his arms, Jiang Ming felt that even if he were to take her whole heart and let her die, it would be worth it.
She rested her head on his arm, her warm breath falling on his neck.
He had fantasized about such an embrace countless times.
Now my wish has finally come true.
Feeling the warmth in his arms, Jiang Ming's body gradually warmed up.
I tightened my grip slightly; the questions I needed to ask still needed to be asked.
"Shen Yao, are you willing to believe me?"
They're already hugging each other, what reason is there not to believe them?
Shen Yao nuzzled her head against his neck, and with that small gesture, Jiang Ming felt his broken heart melt away.
"How can I not believe you?" No longer hiding her feelings, Shen Yao's tone softened considerably: "If you wanted to harm me, you would have done it already. Why would you give me the life-extending pill?"
Jiang Ming was deeply moved; she had finally figured it out.
He kissed her hair and asked her softly, "Tell me honestly, are you a Spirit Seal Messenger?"
Shen Yao instantly became alert, her nerves tensing up.
She suddenly became more sober; even if they were hugging, there were some things she couldn't trust.
What is a Spirit Seal Messenger?
She feigned ignorance and pretended to be stupid.
Jiang Ming's breath hitched for a moment; her answer was off.
But he was willing to believe her, so he tentatively asked again, "When your master passed on the Spirit Awakening Seal to you, didn't he tell you to go find the Spirit Seal Envoy as the Seal Protector?"
Shen Yao had already thought of her answer: "Master left suddenly, only telling me that your father used the Spirit Awakening Seal to force cultivators to change their spiritual roots, and that I should hide with the Spirit Awakening Seal and make sure you don't find me."
She looked up at Jiang Ming's face and asked seriously, "Did your father really do those things?"
Jiang Ming defended his father fiercely: "My father had his reasons for doing those things. The Spirit Awakening Seal can't change a spiritual root at all. Before your master's father stole the Spirit Awakening Seal, my father had already stopped doing those things."
Jiang Ye couldn't exchange his spiritual root for the Spirit Awakening Seal because no cultivator was willing to offer their spiritual root. Shen Yao already knew this reason.
She suddenly realized that she had acted rashly; they would ultimately end up on opposite sides.
She shouldn't have compromised on this relationship so quickly.
The fairy in his arms looked at him without speaking. Jiang Ming shifted his gaze to her eyes and stared intently at her: "Are you really not a Spirit Seal Transmitter?"
"Really, no." Shen Yao looked like she was being wronged: "My master never mentioned it to me."
Jiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief and gently stroked her hair: "It's good that you're not, Yao Yao. The secrets involved in the Spirit Awakening Seal are too complicated. Listen to me, ask your father-in-law to give me the Spirit Awakening Seal."
His words sent a chill down Shen Yao's spine.
She threw a tantrum, her voice sharp: "No way! That's a keepsake from my master, why should I give it to you? I won't give it to you."
She pretended to leave: "Do you also want to follow your father's example and use the Spirit Awakening Seal to do bad things?"
"Fine, fine, if you don't want it, then don't." Jiang Ming pulled her back tightly, not letting her leave: "I don't insist on having it. You can have your father-in-law keep it safe. If you don't give it to me, you can't give it to any other cultivators."
He told her to keep it in mind: "Remember, it's very important, don't give it to any other monks."
Shen Yao leaned back against his shoulder: "I know, I won't give it to anyone."
She stretched out her finger and drew circles on the gauze on his shoulder: "Tell me, what are the secrets of the Spirit Seal? And what is the Spirit Seal Messenger?"
Jiang Ming didn't elaborate to her: "Don't be curious, the less you know, the better."
Shen Yao shut up and stopped asking. She wasn't a Spirit Seal Envoy, so she shouldn't be too curious about the Spirit Seal. Jiang Ming was too smart; if she asked him again, he would become suspicious.
After snuggling together for a while, Jiang Ming suddenly sighed deeply: "Ugh...it feels so bad."
"What's wrong?" Shen Yao sat up, placed her hand on his chest, and used her wood elemental power to examine him: "Does your chest hurt?"
Jiang Ming shook his head.
Shen Yao withdrew her hand and asked him, "Are you hungry? You haven't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon."
Jiang Ming blushed slightly and looked at her with unclear eyes: "I'm hungry. There's a piece of meat right in front of me, but I can't eat it. It's so frustrating."
How could a fairy who has been with her for over ten years not understand lewd talk?
They naturally knew how to retaliate.
"Brother Jiang Ming..." Shen Yao called him sweetly, drawing out the last syllable.
Jiang Ming's bones felt soft again.
He frowned and bit his lower lip: "It feels even worse..."
Shen Yao forced a smile: "Brother Jiang Ming, are you out of your mind?"
Jiang Ming didn't understand: "What?"
Shen Yao took his hand, placed his hands on his stomach, covered him with the blanket, then nimbly got out of bed and stood by the bed, mocking him: "Your heart isn't even fully developed yet, how can you move? What are you thinking?"
Jiang Ming's expression froze on his face; he felt scorned.
Shen Yao won the round and proudly raised her chin: "Wait, I'll go get you the meat."
She walked to the entrance of the outer hall, opened the door, and found Wang Xu still waiting outside.
The tough-looking man had two tear tracks on his face, and Shen Yao couldn't help but chuckle.
Wang Xu was still sulking with her. When he saw her come out and mock him, he stood up defiantly and asked, "Is the Hall Master awake?"
There was no need for a cleaning spell. Shen Yao closed the door, took out a handkerchief, moistened it with her water elemental power, and handed it to Wang Xu: "Wipe your face clean, calm yourself down, and go inside to keep him company. I'll go get him some food."
Wang Xu took the handkerchief, wiped his face, and walked towards the stairs: "I'll go get the food. Don't you know what the sect leader should eat while recovering from his injuries?"
"Oh." Shen Yao said calmly, arms crossed, "Then what I cooked myself is definitely not suitable for him to eat."
Wang Xu, who had already walked two zhang, turned and returned to Chenfeng Pavilion: "You go, I'll stay and watch over the hall master."
The kitchen of Fengshen Hall is located in the courtyard next to Fengshen Hall, on the east side of the backyard of Xufeng Garden.
Shen Yao practiced her swordplay in the hall every day, always going in and out with Jiang Ming. Everyone in Fengshen Hall knew her.
So no one can stop her from going wherever she wants or doing whatever she wants.
The cooks helped prepare the side dishes, and Shen Yao, wearing a mask, took the pot and put it on the stove, doing it with great skill.
She's a pretty good cook; she cooked for herself both on Earth and during those six years in Minshan.
After leaving the Minshan Mountains, I rarely cook anymore.
But it doesn't affect her operation.
Steaming, boiling, stir-frying, and braising for 45 minutes each, four dishes and a soup are served fresh.
Although it can't compare to the delicious and visually appealing dishes made by a master chef.
But it's still watchable.
She took a small plate, put one portion of each of the four dishes on it, and tasted them.
It's alright, I can eat it.
He then picked up the white jade spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and tasted it.
It's not bad, I can drink it.
She packed the food into a box, declined the cook's offer to see her off, and carried the food box back home.
As she walked through the corridor and left Xufeng Garden, returning to Fengshen Hall, she hadn't even gotten close when she heard a shy female voice, seemingly asking a disciple on duty.
"Is Master Jiang here? Please pass on a message for me, saying that Mu Ling'er from the Mu family of Jinsha City has come specifically to see him."