Gu Jiang's spiritual platform was indeed restless. The pampered heir of a noble family, at the tender age of budding youth, had fallen from the clouds into the abyss. At this mont, he lacked the strength and composure to face honor and disgrace with equanimity. A pack of mutated wolves nearly took his life.
He narrowly escaped into this small cave, but there was little joy in his survival, for he didn’t know if he would be so lucky next ti.
Even in his unconscious state, the howls of wolves and the mournful cries echoed in the dark recesses of his mind. The fear and confusion of youth were laid bare. He felt uneasy; this place was unsafe. He struggled to wake up.
Nie Yinzhi could sense all of this, her heart aching to the point of tears. Gu Jiang gently patted her.
"Can I hold you? Can you comfort the version of yourself from the past?" she whispered, holding him tightly, unsure if her suggestion would work. "Don’t let yourself realize it. While you’re unconscious, there’s nothing you can do. At least let yourself sleep well?"
"It’s so nice to have a sister care for ," Gu Jiang said with a smile in his voice. Sohow, the turbulent spiritual platform gradually cald, and Gu Jiang’s consciousness seed to grow drowsy along with the peaceful mindscape. He murmured, "Ah Yin, you feel so warm."
The trembling young boy finally stopped shivering.
Nie Yinzhi’s consciousness stirred, holding him even tighter. In her spiritual platform, a cluster of pure white flas burned, wrapping around her soul. The warmth flowed through her consciousness, traveling upstream through ti to offer a mont of comfort to soone from a thousand years ago.
"I’ll make sure to praise Cuihua properly when I get back," Nie Yinzhi murmured softly.
Gu Jiang lazily asked, "You still haven’t changed its na?"
"That’s because you, the big villain, gave it such a ridiculous na. Of course, I’ll wait for you to co back and help change it," Nie Yinzhi grumbled.
Gu Jiang humd in agreent, his tone as lazy as when they used to chat while snuggled under the covers. "I think you just can’t co up with a good na yourself."
Don’t expose her like that! Nie Yinzhi was speechless.
Gu Jiang chuckled. "Your consciousness is wrapped around so tightly. I can feel what you’re thinking. For example, just now you were thinking…" He paused deliberately, sensing Nie Yinzhi’s sudden tension, then continued slowly, "What will we na our children in the future?"
Nie Yinzhi: "..." Why couldn’t she hear his thoughts?
"My consciousness is stronger than yours," Gu Jiang said, pausing before bursting into laughter. He laughed so long that Nie Yinzhi was almost ready to lash out in embarrassnt, but she was afraid of damaging his spiritual platform and had to calm herself. Then she heard his low whisper by her ear, "Not now. My spiritual platform is too fragile right now. It can’t handle it."
Nie Yinzhi was confused. "Handle what?"
"Soul communion," Gu Jiang said thoughtfully. "At least wait until I reach the Nascent Soul stage, when my spiritual platform is guarded by my soul."
"I wasn’t thinking about that!" Nie Yinzhi finally snapped in embarrassnt. "If you keep talking nonsense, I won’t hold you anymore."
Gu Jiang nuzzled her. "Sister, I’m sorry."
Nie Yinzhi: "...Weren’t you just about to fall asleep?"
"Suddenly, I’m not tired anymore."
Nie Yinzhi: "..." She fell silent for a mont, but before she could speak, Gu Jiang whispered, "My spiritual veins were destroyed a long ti ago. It doesn’t hurt anymore."
"The current situation is unstable. Not just the Law Sect, but the other three sects are also in turmoil. The four sects are deeply rooted, and when they move, the whole world shakes. Cultivators are like ants, and as the heir of a noble family, I’m naturally a target. Blending in with ordinary people is safer for now."
Nie Yinzhi felt Gu Jiang gently stroking her. "For you to see in such a sorry state, my authority is completely gone," he said with a long sigh. "What should I do about this?"
"You never had any authority to begin with," Nie Yinzhi said matter-of-factly. "I wasn’t afraid of you at all the first ti I saw you."
"Oh? Then why did you run away so fast?" Gu Jiang recalled how she had leaped down from the bamboo branch like a startled bird, running away like a rabbit, quickly escaping his demonic aura before he could even savor the taste of the blood on her wrist.
"I wasn’t running away. I was making a strategic retreat."
Gu Jiang obediently agreed, his voice drowsy again. "Mhm, a strategic retreat."
Nie Yinzhi murmured, "Why were you so kind to from the very beginning? You don’t seem like a demon lord at all."
Gu Jiang mumbled in response, "Maybe it’s because my body rembers the warmth you gave over a thousand years ago."
[Gu Jiang: If we’re talking about this, then I’m wide awake now.jpg]
[Co on, Demon Lord, rise to the occasion!]
[The Demon Lord is hinting that the bed isn’t sturdy enough. Little Gu Jiang, hurry up and cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage so you can earn yourself a wife.]
[Help! My future self and my future wife want to do it in my spiritual platform, but they’re complaining that it’s not sturdy enough. This is heartbreaking.]
[Damn, this is intense!]
[Have you thought about how little Gu Jiang feels? No, you haven’t! Because you only care about yourselves!]
[If the little demon lord cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage, will the old demon lord and Nie Yinzhi be seen when they’re doing it in his spiritual platform? Is this self-NTR?]
[Two consciousnesses? Why not do it together? One mature and composed, the other tender and delicate. I’m drooling just thinking about it.]
[Old Demon Lord, you’re getting more and more comfortable calling her ‘sister.’ Have you forgotten how you used to subtly try to get Nie Yinzhi to call you ‘brother’?]
[Now that you ntion it, it makes sense. No wonder you hugged so naturally the first ti you t. Could it be because little Gu Jiang still had so subconscious awareness? After all, you were being affectionate in his spiritual platform. Damn, it’s a closed loop!]
[Are you sure this plot is ant to tear you apart and not bring you together?]
Nie Yinzhi opened her eyes. She had fallen asleep in Gu Jiang’s spiritual platform and woke up back in the Nie family.
Although she wanted to learn more about Gu Jiang’s past, just seeing him twice was enough to tell that his past had been difficult. Sotis, not knowing the future allows you to charge forward recklessly.
But when you know the future and yet cannot change a single step, with all the pain and suffering clearly laid out on the path ahead, waiting for you to step into it—that is the most tornting.
Gu Jiang told her to wait, but how could she truly rest easy?
This ti, her consciousness hadn’t been depleted; Gu Jiang must have sent her back. Nie Yinzhi lay motionless on the bed, thinking about what she could do to help Gu Jiang crush that damn plot into pieces.
The plot had already collapsed to this extent. Since it couldn’t be salvaged in the present, it was trying to change the past, desperately trapping Gu Jiang there, hoping he would make a mistake.
What if there was a turning point that made it think there was still hope in the present? Maybe she could interfere with it sohow.
Nie Yinzhi racked her brain, frustrated as she rolled around in bed, startling Ah Huan, who had co in to check on her. "Miss, what’s wrong?"
Nie Yinzhi sat up abruptly, nearly falling off the bed. Han Jing had once deceived the Heavenly Dao; he must have so experience. She needed to talk to her grandmaster.
She would crack open that Kirin egg and see what was inside.
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