IVYSCP - Chapter 54
Chapter 54
Entering another person's Spiritual Platform was extremely dangerous. The slightest misstep could result in obliteration.
But right now she couldn't afford to worry about that. If the chaotic spiritual energy in Pei Si's meridians wasn't sorted out, she would hurt herself.
"Pei Si, let me help you."
Foreheads touching, Ling Qingyue released her Divine Sense. It cautiously made its way into the other's Spiritual Platform. At first glance, she was dazzled by formation after formation. Pei Si's Spiritual Platform was truly hard for anyone to enter. Even while unconscious, it was filled with defenses everywhere.
Just as Ling Qingyue was at a loss, those golden formations actually parted one by one for her, even revealing a welcoming air.
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The moment she stepped into the Spiritual Platform, Ling Qingyue sensed a vast ocean of spiritual energy. Compared to her own, it was like heaven and earth.
The Spiritual Platform was not stable, but those formations kept circling around Ling Qingyue's Divine Sense, and she was not affected.
This delighted Ling Qingyue. Pei Si's Spiritual Platform was completely unguarded against her. She trusted her deeply.
Many people set up mists of confusion within their Spiritual Platform to hide their Soul, but Pei Si's Spiritual Platform was stark and empty, with nothing there. Heaven and earth merged into one, like a void. Thus, one could see where her Soul was at a single glance.
Her Soul sat quietly and calmly there, veiled by faint surrounding mist.
"Pei—"
Ling Qingyue's words caught. She stared blankly at the Soul within the mist.
The Soul had its eyes closed. Because of the chaotic spiritual energy, its brows were furrowed, pained.
It was not Pei Si.
The instant she saw that face, Ling Qingyue remembered that look from a hundred years ago, when this person had furrowed her brows and gazed at her with disgust.
Cool and distant features, lips often pressed thin without a trace of a smile.
Why was Pei Yin's Soul inside Pei Si's Spiritual Platform.
No, that wasn't right…
Pei Si… was Pei Yin.
But how could Pei Si be Pei Yin? Wasn't she… Pei Yin's Grandmaster?
Oh, right. Pei Si's face had been disguised. The name might also be false. She had never said exactly who she was. She had only said she came from Cangshan.
Ling Qingyue let out a laugh, finding it absurd.
That Pei Si was Pei Yin was absurd. That she had thought Pei Si was Pei Yin's Grandmaster was also absurd.
But thinking on it carefully, it seemed almost a matter of course. She had simply never considered Pei Yin. Pei Si knew her so well, knew the people around her, knew the things that had happened to her. How could a great senior who roamed the four seas without a trace know such things? Only someone who had been at her side could see them, could know them so clearly.
"Pei Si." Ling Qingyue called to her. "Is this what you were afraid to tell me?"
The Soul seemed to hear her voice, but she was enduring immense pain and could not respond.
Ling Qingyue drew a deep breath and stepped forward. The Soul had no reaction to her approach.
Sitting cross-legged before the Soul, looking at that face up close, Ling Qingyue still felt a measure of disbelief.
She raised a hand, pointing through the air at the space between Pei Yin's brows. "Follow my lead."
The Soul mirrored the physical body. Since the physical body's meridians and spiritual energy were in chaos, so too was the Soul.
Pei Yin's Soul was far too obedient. Sorting out the spiritual energy was not difficult at all. Even more smoothly than when Ling Qingyue circulated her own cycles.
But during this process, Ling Qingyue remembered some things.
When she had wanted to leave this body and tried Soul separation, her Soul had been tattered and ruined beyond recognition. Pei Si… Pei Yin had been inside her Spiritual Platform. At that time, Pei Yin had been just as shocked seeing her Soul, just as she had been just now seeing Pei Yin's Soul. Later, Pei Yin had helped her mend her Soul. So patient, so gentle, coaxing her to absorb those little spiritual energy spheres to heal her soul wounds.
Ling Qingyue had never seen Pei Yin like that.
Ling Qingyue withdrew her hand. Her gaze, complex, looked at Pei Yin, whose expression had now become calm and indifferent.
Pei Si, Pei Yin. Two such utterly separate people, yet they were the same person.
She stood up to leave the Spiritual Platform. The moment she moved, her wrist was seized. This was completely different from physical touch. Though Divine Sense was only a wisp of consciousness, it could fully transmit sensation back to the Soul.
The Soul was far more fragile and sensitive than the physical body. The touch spread through her entire being in an instant.
"Ling Qingyue, don't go." Pei Yin's Soul had only the faintest awareness. It recognized the Divine Sense before it. It liked it. It could not let it leave.
The Divine Sense was yanked hard. Ling Qingyue fell straight into her embrace. A strange, overwhelming pleasure surged up from everywhere, robbing her of the strength to resist. Her legs went terribly weak.
"Pei Yin!"
Ling Qingyue was kneaded fiercely into the embrace, unable to break free. With no other choice, she transformed her Divine Sense into a crimson mist, wanting to leave the Spiritual Platform. But the same formations that had been protecting her moments ago now blocked her path one by one, refusing to let her go.
The Spiritual Platform had sealed shut. She was trapped inside Pei Yin's Spiritual Platform.
Ling Qingyue stared at the Soul pursuing her, stepping back step by step. "Pei Yin, you… don't do anything reckless. This is your Spiritual Platform. If we fight, you…"
Before she could finish, the Soul before her suddenly looked aggrieved. "Ling Qingyue, you don't want to see me? You want to hit me?"
Ling Qingyue: "…"
Could you please not say such things with that face.
But those eyes were familiar to her, looking at her with such grievance and sadness. Ling Qingyue's heart softened again.
"I don't." Ling Qingyue turned her head away, not looking at her. "Open the Spiritual Platform and let me out."
Pei Yin looked at her and shook her head. "No."
"It's safe here. No one will hurt you anymore. You've already disappeared once. I can't let you out."
Disappeared once? She meant her death?
Ling Qingyue recalled that time Pei Yin had coaxed her to absorb spiritual energy spheres. She softened her own tone as she spoke to her. "I won't disappear anymore. Let me out. Open your eyes and you'll see me."
"No."
A sentence without the slightest hesitation.
Ling Qingyue: "…"
The Soul stepped forward. "Ling Qingyue, I miss you very much."
Such a direct statement. If Pei Si had said that, Ling Qingyue probably would have been very happy, would have thrown herself at her, held her, kissed her. But now she wore Pei Yin's face, and Ling Qingyue kept feeling something was off.
Her relationship with Pei Yin in the past couldn't be called good. So why was Pei Yin acting as if they had been so close before?
Wait. Pei Si had once said she had watched her closely even before.
Scene after scene from this past month, words Pei Si had said, and the barely contained joy beneath her shock when she had seen her Soul, all flashed before Ling Qingyue's eyes.
She had still accepted her after knowing she was Ling Qingyue. She had still accepted her after knowing she was a half-demon. She had even taken Heavenly Lightning for her.
Ling Qingyue couldn't help thinking, could it be that Pei Yin had liked her even back then?
She stole a glance at Pei Yin, still feeling awkward. "You… why do you miss me?"
The Soul tilted its head and took another step forward. "Ling Qingyue."
Pei Si's presence must have been deliberately concealed. As Pei Yin drew near now, Ling Qingyue found it both strange and familiar. Pei Yin's own presence was colder, as if keeping others at a thousand miles' distance.
Ling Qingyue instinctively wanted to retreat, but her back met a formation. The formation pushed her towards Pei Yin.
"You… you…"
Her Divine Sense was still a mass of mist. Just like that, she was embraced by Pei Yin's Soul. Pei Yin buried her face into the mist and nuzzled. "Ling Qingyue."
Being nuzzled like that made Ling Qingyue's whole body go numb. She had no choice but to resume her human form and push. "Pei Yin, do you know what you're doing."
"Ling Qingyue." After nuzzling, Pei Yin came to kiss her face.
Kissing her face was not enough. She came to kiss her lips and said in a low voice, "Ling Qingyue, you're hurt. I'll help you heal."
The Soul had sensed the weakness of Ling Qingyue's Divine Sense and wanted to heal her.
Ling Qingyue snorted inwardly.
She had come in to help heal. Now look, she couldn't get out.
"If you really want to help me, let me out." Ling Qingyue reasoned with her. "I can't heal in your Spiritual Platform."
"Can't go out." Pei Yin seemed to think of something. Her voice held a trace of sadness. "If you go out, I won't be able to see you anymore."
A tone not so cold anymore. A little like Pei Si again.
Ling Qingyue felt a bit helpless. If that's how it was, she would have to wait until Pei Yin's consciousness fully awoke before she could leave.
"I can help you."
In the next instant, Ling Qingyue felt herself held tight. Heavy kisses fell upon her as potent spiritual energy not her own poured forcefully in.
Divine Sense intertwined. Ling Qingyue couldn't help a soft moan from escaping. An ineffable comfort and pleasure spread through her entire body. She reached out to wrap her arms around Pei Yin's neck and saw pale gold spiritual energy flowing within her own crimson Divine Sense.
"Pei… Pei Yin…"
Unable to maintain human form, her Divine Sense changed back into a mass of mist. Pei Yin likewise separated her Divine Sense. A pale gold mass completely enveloped the other's Divine Sense, tangling with it over and over.
Outside the Spiritual Platform, Ling Qingyue had her eyes shut, still maintaining the posture of foreheads touching with Pei Si. A flush rose on her cheeks. Sweat beaded on her forehead and neck.
The auras around them gradually blended together, indistinguishable from one another.
Inside the Spiritual Platform, Ling Qingyue tried several times to break away from that mass of Divine Sense. But the moment a corner peeked out, it was domineeringly yanked back in, entangled to the death.
"Pei Yin, you're shameless!"
Ling Qingyue cursed. She naturally knew what this was. Other people's Dual Cultivation at least followed a gradual, orderly sequence. But those two? They went straight to the final step: Spiritual Communion.
But she had to admit, under Spiritual Communion, the injuries beneath her Lightning Tribulation healed remarkably fast. Pei Yin's Divine Sense was like a great tonic to her.
Seeing she couldn't escape, Ling Qingyue licked her lips and narrowed her eyes slightly.
During Spiritual Communion, she could feel the other's emotional shifts. Pei Yin's Soul appeared calm on the surface, but deep inside, towering waves already surged.
The crimson Divine Sense suddenly began to counterattack, pressing down on the pale gold Divine Sense, biting and swallowing without the slightest courtesy. The pale gold Divine Sense did not resist at all, letting her gnaw, knead, and rub as she pleased.
Spiritual Communion truly had excellent healing effects. And Pei Yin's cultivation was so much higher than hers. In just this short while, her internal injuries were fully healed. A bit of medicine for the external wounds, and she would be completely well in a day or two.
After the Divine Sense had eaten and drunk its fill, Ling Qingyue unceremoniously sprawled on top of the pale gold Divine Sense, refusing even to let it resume human form.
"I helped you, and you helped me. We're even. But other matters still need to be settled separately." Ling Qingyue's voice held some drowsiness. Her eyelids drooped as she grew sleepier.
A long while later, Ling Qingyue fell asleep nestled within the other's Divine Sense.
Beside her, the Soul opened its eyes and turned its head to look over. Its expression was the gentle tenderness Ling Qingyue knew best.
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