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Chapter 375 - Chapter 375: Luo Wusheng Is Quite Confident

Chapter 375: Luo Wusheng Is Quite Confident

Ling Shuangxue was well aware that her handling of emotions—especially romantic ones—was clumsy and awkward.

It was something she couldn't help.

If she had any real talent in dealing with such matters, she wouldn't have spent all these years without anyone by her side apart from her own disciples. Even among the fellow disciples in the Sword Sect, she rarely interacted with others.

And when it came to relationships between men and women, her knowledge was even more limited.

If not for the stories Luo Wusheng had told her, the only romantic affair she knew of was the secret relationship developing between the Peak Master of the Fragrant Fox and Spirit Rain Peaks next to her own Frosty Snow Peak.

The Fragrant Fox Peak Master would occasionally vent her frustrations to Ling Shuangxue… because back then, she was a good listener—aloof, devoted only to sword cultivation. Even when hearing such things, her heart remained unmoved.

At the very least, seeing her so calm would help the other woman cool down after a while.

But everything changed after Ling Shuangxue reshaped her sword heart and truly chose the young storyteller to be by her side.

All those things she had once ignored began flooding back into her mind.

(What I'm thinking must be correct… Junior Sister Meixiang places great importance on dual cultivation. That's why she's so determined to help Senior Brother Zhou handle his Pure Yang Physique…)

(She once said she had already decided to entrust her whole life to him…)

(Back then, I made the same decision. And I've never regretted taking the initiative… It's just…)

The breathtaking fairy of the Sword Sect became acutely aware of her current situation.

Sitting with her legs together on a smooth stone, her posture was a bit stiff, her chin slightly raised, and a soft blush spread across her fair cheeks.

"…Do you like this kind of outfit that much?"

Her voice reached the ears of the young man beside her.

At this moment, Luo Wusheng was gazing at his wife with the appreciation one might show a work of art.

Her smooth, fair neck was wrapped in a collar fastened with a jade clasp, but the outfit itself was held together by only a few thin straps. It didn't cover much, perfectly showcasing the snowy skin and elegant collarbones beneath her neck.

Her pink shoulders were fully exposed to the air, and only at the crook of her arms did the outfit connect to short sleeves.

From those sleeves extended a pair of delicate hands, fingers constantly shifting, betraying her restless thoughts.

As for the main attraction… the small outfit hugged her voluptuous figure in just the right way. The already short cheongsam had slits up the sides, revealing her long, alluring legs almost entirely to Luo Wusheng's gaze.

Those flawless legs were covered in a sheer layer of black stockings, which shimmered slightly with a glossy sheen.

Long and shapely, they rubbed lightly together in discomfort, and the feet—encased in the same sheer stockings—rested gently on the jade-tiled ground, toes pressing down to feel the slight chill that rose up.

Taking all of this in, Luo Wusheng's mental "critical hit rate" shot through the roof.

(As expected of me—this turned out perfectly…)

He had prepared this cheongsam outfit before heading to Qifeng City.

At the time, the white-haired loli had already taken off after leaving behind her message, leaving him alone in the inn sealed off by Immortal Nation formations.

While pondering the intelligence he had received from the Heavenly Divination Tower Master, his hands hadn't been idle—he'd finished crafting this showstopper of a gift for his wife.

Ahem. Also a little reward for himself.

Now breathless from how stunning his Shuangxue looked, Luo Wusheng didn't answer her question right away.

But the slightly rushed pace of his breathing had already betrayed his thoughts.

Ling Shuangxue realized her question was pointless.

She still didn't quite understand why her Dao Companion found this kind of outfit so appealing…

He had already seen her without a single piece of clothing—so how could adding a few scraps of cloth make him more excited?

Still naïve about many things, the Sword Sect fairy Ling Shuangxue couldn't comprehend it.

To her, it was as baffling as the time he had stared blankly at her intimate garments for no apparent reason.

Was it that during all her years in the Sword Sect, the outside world had developed these kinds of... interests?

Or was it just her man who was like this?

Thinking about how that certain someone had insisted on watching her change—even at the cost of getting bonked—Ling Shuangxue felt a headache coming on.

(As expected… I must've been too soft on him before...)

To be fair, wearing this outfit—this so-called qipao—didn't actually feel all that uncomfortable to her.

It was just that, having worn her usual clothing for so long, the psychological discomfort of suddenly switching to something so different left her feeling out of sorts.

Especially when she could feel her Dao Companion's burning gaze on her.

Even though this outfit technically revealed less than before, the heat in his eyes made her feel even more unsettled.

So she lightly pinched the flesh of the young man's arm beside her.

"Have you looked enough?"

"Mmm, of course… it's never enough."

Protected by his Buddhist Golden Body, Luo Wusheng didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, he grabbed the soft hand that had dared to pinch him.

With one smooth motion, the beauty fell into his arms.

"But what I really like isn't the outfit I made—" he said as he wrapped a strand of her silky hair around his finger, "—it's you, the one wearing it…"

Ling Shuangxue shivered slightly but didn't pull away.

The many gifts Luo Wusheng had given her over the past days had touched her heart more than she wanted to admit.

They reminded her of the calm and simple feelings she'd had during their first two days in the secret realm.

(Honestly, if things could just stay like this… it wouldn't be so bad…)

As this thought crossed her mind, her cheeks turned red.

That guy was at it again.

She could feel the hand that had been resting at her waist now slipping along the slit of her dress—exploring inside, gently caressing her thigh encased in that thing called black stockings, inching occasionally toward sensitive places...

Ling Shuangxue's expression turned slightly unnatural, a faint blush creeping up her face. Yet she furrowed her brow—not quite angrily—as she stopped the wandering hand.

"I just changed into this…"

"No problem," Luo Wusheng replied, grinning. "This time we can take it off slowly."

He was at it again, clearly.

Ling Shuangxue hesitated, her gaze drifting.

"…Didn't we just do it?"

"That was different. Back then, it was a moment of passion— Ahem, and now, well—it's still a bit of that. But this time, I'll make sure to properly circulate the dual cultivation technique."

Luo Wusheng added seriously, "I've refined the dual cultivation technique I created into a whole new realm. There's a good chance it'll lead to a significant breakthrough. With this improvement, we might even have a shot at passing the Sword Emperor's trial together…"

Then, his voice softened.

"…My wife."

That was the final blow to Ling Shuangxue's defenses.

(…Fine. I'll go along with him one more time.)

Just for today.

Once this reunion was over, their next meeting… might be in the Royal City.

At the current pace of her sword body refinement, she should definitely be able to catch up in time for the Human Immortal List.

However—

"…The dual cultivation technique you created—is it the same one as last time?"

He dared to use that again?

Her beautiful eyes instinctively shifted to glance at his waist.

Luo Wusheng's mouth twitched, knowing full well what she was thinking.

"This time, I referenced multiple high-level dual cultivation techniques and reworked all the parts that went wrong before. I even turned it into a dual cultivation sword technique. This time, I swear—it's perfectly safe."

There was confidence in Luo Wusheng's tone.

When it came to cultivation, he had a lot of faith in his own talent.

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