System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

Xia Jiuyou rested her head on Chen Xuan's arm, her cheek pressed against his warm skin. Her expression appeared calm and undisturbed, but her eyelashes trembled unconsciously. Her mind replayed scenes of her time with Chen Xuan like a revolving lantern.

From being tricked and forced to eat eggs by him in the Immortal Ancient Mountains, to the embarrassment of sharing a bed in the cave, and then to the shame and indignation of being trapped in his arms last night, she was always at a disadvantage. The once lofty, holy and inviolable majesty of the saintess was shattered into pieces in front of this bastard.

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white, her anger rising higher and higher, yet she dared not disturb the person beside her, and could only grit her teeth in silence.

Chen Xuan's even breath brushed against the top of her hair, and the refreshing scent of merit fragrance entered her nostrils, making her feel inexplicably at ease.

Even more strangely, because the two were so close, his innate true essence, which was circulating autonomously, transformed into wisps of pale golden warmth, silently seeping into her meridians.

The warm current was gentle and comfortable, and instead of making her feel repelled, it quietly nourished her previously damaged foundation.

My eyelids felt heavier and heavier, as if they were weighed down by lead.

Xia Jiuyou took one last look at Chen Xuan's peaceful sleeping face—the moonlight outlined his distinct jawline, and his usual roguishness had vanished, replaced by a youthful purity and innocence.

She finally succumbed to the overwhelming drowsiness, slowly closed her eyes, and her breathing gradually synchronized with his, becoming even and long.

The gentle moonlight streaming through the window cast long, thin shadows of two sleeping figures embracing each other across the bed, their bodies intertwined on the blue brick floor, indistinguishable from one another.

Nothing was said that night, and dawn quietly arrived.

Warm sunlight pierced through the carved lattice of the hanging window, turning into dappled light spots that fell on the faces of the handsome man and beautiful woman embracing on the bed.

Chen Xuan was fast asleep when he turned over and instinctively tightened his arms around the object in his arms, gently pressing it down.

It felt like touching a warm, soft cloud. In a daze, I unconsciously pinched and kneaded it, just like a cotton candy.

Xia Jiuyou slept exceptionally well last night, thanks to the fragrance of Chen Xuan's merit. She even had a beautiful dream—in her dream, she was standing atop the highest heavens, surrounded by celestial light, about to pass through the heavenly tribulation and ascend to immortality.

Just as the lightning was about to strike, a series of unsettling sensations suddenly came from her chest, like the numbing sensation of pepper after the lightning struck, spreading throughout her body along her spine, turning her beautiful dream into a nightmare.

She frowned, hummed softly, and finally awoke abruptly from that indescribable tingling sensation.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw a scene that made her eyes bloodshot. "Chen Xuan, are you looking for death?!"

Xia Jiuyou was consumed by rage, feeling a mixture of shame and indignation. Anger rose from his heart, and evil thoughts took root in his mind.

She lowered her head, opened her red lips, revealing her white and even teeth, and bit down hard on the arm that was still causing trouble, unleashing all the strength she could muster—this bite was truly fierce.

"what!!!"

"The stone monkey is biting me!! The stone monkey has become a spirit!" Chen Xuan was in so much pain that he was scared out of his wits and instinctively shouted.

He was just dreaming of being a Taoist priest, traveling all over the world until he reached the top of a sacred mountain. There he saw a stone monkey statue that was exquisitely crafted. The monkey's body was sculpted so lifelike, especially its round and smooth buttocks. He couldn't resist touching it.

Once he started touching it, he couldn't stop. The more he touched it, the more delicate and comfortable it felt. Just as he was getting addicted, the originally smooth monkey buttocks suddenly split open into a big mouth full of sharp teeth and bit his wrist tightly.

He struggled in terror in his dream, desperately trying to pull his arm away, but the scene before him suddenly changed—there was no stone monkey at all, only Xia Jiuyou lying on top of him with her clothes disheveled, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, staring at him with her big white eyes, her red lips biting his arm tightly, her cheeks puffed out.

"Are you a dog?! Why are you trying to harm me for no reason?" Chen Xuan was both in pain and angry. He instinctively swung his other hand, about to slap Xia Jiuyou across the face.