Fire Nether stared at Ye Wu's hand gripping his, completely dazed.
In his mind, it felt like a thousand thunders were constantly striking.
It wasn't until Ye Wu pulled him to sit at the edge of the bed that he snapped back to reality.
"Are you sure?" Fire Nether couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid Ling Jue will get angry?"
Ye Wu arched her brow: "Why bring up that unlucky bastard!"
Her expression was pure disdain.
Fire Nether took a close look at Ye Wu's face.
Should he… gamble on this?
If he lost the bet.
To please Ling Jue, Ye Wu might just kill him afterwards.
But!
Better than living so humiliatingly.
Better than never avenging his clan.
So what if he died?
Fire Nether replied in a low voice: "Alright."
This time, dual cultivation meant he'd already prepared himself to die.
Fire Nether's hand trembled as he reached for Ye Wu's robe.
Ye Wu gave him a puzzled look: "What are you doing?"
Fire Nether tried to keep calm, but his voice sounded a bit panicked: "Did you regret it this quickly?"
He'd been Ye Wu's Furnace for ten years now.
But except for when she tormented him, Ye Wu barely touched him at all.
Now, the Jadeite Stone's light was dim, the whole space held only the two of them.
And.
It wasn't a shouting and killing scene for once.
This atmosphere actually made Fire Nether more uncomfortable all over.
Ye Wu couldn't help but laugh: "Regret what? Wait, don't tell me… you don't know how to dual cultivate?"
Fire Nether's expression froze.
Though he was Ye Wu's Furnace, he'd never been intimate with Ye Wu.
And there was no way he'd ever witnessed other Joy Sect disciples dual cultivating.
How would he know?
But Fire Nether didn't want to look weak. He put on a calm face and said, "It's just being honest and blending together."
Ye Wu immediately felt her ears burn.
Listen, listen, listen, listen!
What the hell is this kind of wild talk!
And Fire Nether had the nerve to look as if he was totally right.
"That's how mortals do it between themselves." Ye Wu patiently instructed, "Our Joy Sect is a renowned sect with unique dual cultivation methods. That simple physical contact actually isn't very efficient."
Fire Nether's ears turned a bit red, but he kept his face indifferent: "So that's how it is."
Fire Nether tried his best to look calm and collected, but his slightly trembling hand betrayed him.
Ye Wu cleared her throat and guided: "Summon your Divine Soul Dharma Form."
Fire Nether stiffened.
Divine Soul Dharma Form?
Every cultivator had their own unique Divine Soul Dharma Form.
If it was the Demon Clan, the Dharma Form usually matched their species.
If it was Demon Clan, the Dharma Form usually related to Netherworld things.
If it was Human Clan, the Dharma Form got more varied—some had swords or spears, some had spirit grass or spiritual medicine, some even embodied all manner of existence. Anything was possible.
For cultivators.
The Divine Soul was the root of all roots.
Before the Divine Soul Dharma Form gained combat ability, showing your completely unguarded Dharma Form to someone was actually more embarrassing than being fully naked.
"Hurry up!" Ye Wu kept urging, "Do you still want to dual cultivate or not?"
Fire Nether gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and went for it.
A Dharma Form appeared in the air.
Ye Wu studied Fire Nether's Dharma Form with interest.
As a member of the Jiao Long Clan, Fire Nether's Divine Soul Dharma Form was naturally a Jiao Long.
But.
Compared to Fire Nether's cold exterior, this Dharma Form looked tiny, with little antennae on its head, kind of adorably cute.
Ye Wu felt a slight itch in her heart, reaching out and couldn't help touching the Little Flood Dragon's horns.
Ye Wu only just brushed the horns.
Fire Nether's whole body shuddered, and his ears instantly turned red.
His cold eyes suddenly misted over, and he spoke with difficulty, "Don't touch!"
Ye Wu blinked quietly.
So sensitive?
Ye Wu purposely touched the Little Flood Dragon's tiny claws.
Fire Nether trembled even more, and looked at Ye Wu with a bit of anger in his eyes.
He braced himself, gritted his teeth, and said, "You… you're doing this on purpose to humiliate me, aren't you?"
His Divine Soul was still so weak, how could it handle this kind of contact!
Ye Wu obviously hadn't intended to dual cultivate with him!
She just came up with a new method for tormenting people!
"Fire Nether's favorability minus 5!" The system's weak voice rang out.
Ye Wu: "..."
No way, seriously?
This guy is way too petty.
She only stroked the Little Flood Dragon, come on.
Ye Wu suddenly got interested in Hu Jiuling's Dharma Form.
He's a Nine-tailed Fox—should be fluffy to touch, just thinking about it felt nice.
Of course. Now's not the time to get sidetracked; seeing Fire Nether nearly blow his top, Ye Wu cleared her throat and summoned her own Divine Soul Dharma Form.
Unlike Ye Wu's domineering personality, her Dharma Form was actually a small purple flower.
Fire Nether's gaze flickered a little.
It was the first time he'd ever seen Ye Wu's Dharma Form.
Divine Soul Dharma Forms came in all shapes and sizes, but there were basic rules.
Nowadays, plant system Dharma Forms were considered the weakest.
Ye Wu's Dharma Form just happened to be a totally ordinary little purple flower.
Ye Wu herself didn't mind her Dharma Form at all.
For her, everything in this world was still fresh and fascinating.
Ye Wu recalled the Joy Sect's Secret Technique; the small purple flower sent out layers of vines, which she controlled to wrap around the Jiao Long.
Black Jiao Long, streaked with vibrant purple—their Divine Souls were completely intertwined.
Fire Nether shuddered, instinctively closed his eyes.
Under the Joy Sect Secret Technique, the medicine powder's effects in his body were instantly triggered; his wounds began to heal at visible speed!
Ye Wu was actually seriously dual cultivating with him!
Fire Nether bit hard on his lower lip.
Every part of the Divine Soul was unbearably sensitive.
At this moment.
He felt every inch of his Divine Soul wrapped up, held tight by that purple flower.
The feeling was strangely addictive.
Fire Nether tried desperately to break free.
But.
The purple flower only wound him tighter.
Fire Nether gritted his teeth and forced himself to let go of the embarrassment.
This was serious cultivation!
This was to power up!
This was to avenge his clan!
Fire Nether kept telling himself.
Ye Wu, meanwhile, was having a blast. The sensation of Divine Souls blending felt a thousand times stronger—and a thousand times more stimulating—than mere fleshly intimacy.
What made her even happier was:
Her Golden Core Early Stage cultivation was slowly rising!
This must be the result of a Top-grade Furnace!
Ye Wu had only one thought right now.
The original owner was an idiot, really!
Even if she liked Ling Jue, if she just used the Furnace right, her cultivation would already be way beyond Ling Jue's.
If she was so fond of someone, just tie them up, lock them in her room, and do whatever she wanted! Why bother being such a simp!
Two hours later.
Cultivation time was up.
Ye Wu and Fire Nether both withdrew their Dharma Forms.
Fire Nether gave Ye Wu a complicated look.
"Host!" The system's voice suddenly exploded: "Changed, changed! Favorability changed! Now, Fire Nether's favorability is minus thirty!!!"
Still negative!
But, compared to before, it's gone up quite a lot.
"Just a pity Host, you're way too straight girl. If you were a bit tender and gentle, maybe it'd even be positive." The system looked regretful.
Ye Wu arched her brow: "What do you know? In this life, I'll never let a man control me—I only accept that each side is filled with men."
System: "???"