Chapter 145

Ning Xu said seriously, “Although Si Zang doesn’t cook, he is steady and reliable. He may not talk much, but he does a lot. He worried about me, so he accompanied me to meet the City Lord of Sky City, afraid that the City Lord would take advantage of my youth and inexperience. He also stood by my side when we watched the Master of Bright Moon Tower ascend.”

“He knows I have many little secrets, but he never asks. He respects my secrets and keeps them for me.”

For example, he knew she possessed a wisp of Primary Chaos Qi gifted by the Master of Bright Moon Tower, yet he never overstepped boundaries nor told anyone else.

Ning Xu continued, “Si Zang and Si Yan are like two sides of the same coin. Si Zang is good, and so is Si Yan. Their personalities are different, but they are equally important to me.”

A cultivator’s Sea of Consciousness reflects their truest inner state. Previously, Si Zang’s unstable Sea of Consciousness had been stormy and turbulent. But as Ning Xu spoke, colorful little flowers began blooming around her, swaying in the wind as if smiling at her.

So… did that mean he was appeased now?

Just as Ning Xu relaxed, Si Yan asked another question.

“Do you like me?”

Ning Xu: ???

What was going on? Si Yan in his Sea of Consciousness was so straightforward? He was so direct it was almost… cute.

Ning Xu answered, “If I didn’t like you, I wouldn’t be here.”

A cultivator’s divine sense was of utmost importance, and a spiritual connection only happened between cultivators with a deep bond.

If it were someone else? If it were anyone else, this moment wouldn’t even exist—because she would never willingly enter another person’s Sea of Consciousness.

Si Yan had always been different to her.

“One last question.”

Ning Xu hummed in acknowledgment.

“Do you like Si Yan more, or Si Zang?”

Ning Xu: ???

She had just said they were equally important, but she hadn’t explicitly stated whom she liked more.

Ah, ah, ah! So they really wanted to settle this once and for all?

They were literally the same person—what was the point of this question?

Was there a point?

Judging by Si Yan’s expression, apparently, there was.

Alright, alright, both of these Sword Immortals had such a strong desire to win, huh?

Both of them wanted to claim first place?

Ning Xu knew this was an important question—so important that perhaps it was the key to stabilizing Si Yan’s Sea of Consciousness.

So she carefully answered, “I like Si Zang’s steadiness, his unwavering determination, and his commitment to the sword path. I also like Si Yan’s attentiveness, his patience, and his passion for food cultivation.” At this moment, she felt like a heartless woman—having feelings for both Si Yan and Si Zang, unable to give up on either.

But in truth, she didn’t have to choose.

Because they were the same person.

After hearing her response, Si Yan said, “Alright, I understand.”

You understand? What do you understand?

That was such a neutral, diplomatic answer—what exactly did you take from it?

“I want a kiss.”

Ning Xu: ???

With that pure-hearted, puppy-like tone, how was she supposed to refuse?

Just imagine—a little puppy wagging its tail furiously, rubbing against your leg, barking sweetly to please you, acting all cute just to get a pat on the head. Could you really resist petting him?

Ning Xu didn’t know about others, but she couldn’t.

Compared to the first kiss—which was brief yet intense—this one was much more lingering.

Si Yan kissed her as if he were savoring a cup of the finest spiritual tea, tasting every nuance, as if he wanted to analyze each tea leaf within.

He was like someone experiencing spiritual tea for the first time—devout and meticulous. He started with cautious restraint, but later, he became utterly indulgent.

As a cultivator, this was the first time Ning Xu had ever felt oxygen deprivation. She couldn’t help but think—so even as a cultivator, one could still be breathless from a kiss. In this regard, cultivators and mortals weren’t so different.

By the time the kiss ended, the towering waves in Si Yan’s Sea of Consciousness had completely vanished, transforming into the mountain peak where Si Zang had once lived.

However, there was a slight difference.

At least, back then, that mountain peak didn’t have so many colorful little flowers.

Around Ning Xu’s feet, small flowers bloomed in abundance, stretching comfortably in the breeze. Si Yan’s Sea of Consciousness was now stable and peaceful, with a gentle wind blowing through—there was no sign of the previous raging storm.

After steadying herself for a long moment, Ning Xu finally caught her breath and asked, “Did you find the Gu?”

Si Yan hummed in affirmation. “It’s already dealt with.”

“I wonder what that demon clan member’s motive was for using Gu on you. But…” She paused slightly before continuing in a calm tone, “Regardless, we should capture that demon first.”

Once they had them, there was no way the demon wouldn’t talk.

Si Yan glanced at Ning Xu’s slightly swollen lips and said, “The peace treaty between the human and demon clans expired three days ago.”

In other words, the demon clan could launch a large-scale attack against the human clan at any moment.

Without the treaty’s restrictions, what exactly were the demons planning?

It felt like they were preparing for something big.

While Ning Xu was still pondering this question, Si Yan suddenly asked, “Whose kissing skills are better?”

???

What the hell—whose kissing skills are better?!

Was this never going to end?

In response, Ning Xu simply said, Go be jealous of yourself first!