Dragon Emperor, Martial God Chapter 666 - Devoted Feixue, Lingjue Temple

Chapter 666: Devoted Feixue, Lingjue Temple

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ling Yun perspired profusely. My dearest Big Sister Murong, why did you have to use such a horrible term to describe a great cultivator like me?

However, that meant that she at least bought what Ling Yun said. Ling Yun nodded helplessly since he achieved his goal.

“I guess you can say that, however, I’m stronger than a half-immortal…” Ling Yun boasted.

“Seriously! Why did you involve yourself with superst.i.tious stuff!” Murong Feixue graduated from a top British university and obviously didn’t believe in such rubbish. Ling Yun was breaking new ground for her.

Murong Feixue’s heart skipped many beats when she thought of how Ling Yun could see her underwear. Would he also know her cup size then?

“So you also calculated Zhu Yongw.a.n.g and Hou Yaozong’s illnesses based on that?

“And when you gambled stones…?”

The bottleneck was released. Murong Feixue fired her questions like a canon loaded with bombs.

Ling Yun smiled and nodded. He admitted to everything readily. There was such a good atmosphere now, so it was the best time to get intimate with each other. Why was there a need to ask so many questions now?

“Incredible!” Murong Feixue’s eyes grew wide, locking onto Ling Yun as though he was some monster. It was incredible.

She realized that Ling Yun’s face was just inches away from hers now. She could even feel the heat from his breath. Her gaze was steadily growing hotter. Her heart had never beat faster.

This time, she didn’t ask what Ling Yun was going to do. She had a strange antic.i.p.ation of Ling Yun’s lips against hers.

“Umm…”

A low moan escaped from Murong Feixue’s cherry lips as they were covered by Ling Yun’s lips. Murong Feixue’s body trembled and went numb as a strong current coursed through her!

She surrendered after a symbolic struggle. Ling Yun’s lips and tongue were so mesmerizing. She lost her way, feeling as though she was in a fleeting dream.

That was Murong Feixue’s first kiss. She was going to enjoy all she could.

Murong Feixue had a huge reaction. Her whole body shook. She wanted to break free but was reluctant to do so at the same time. Her missing Ling Yun for the past three weeks was such a powerful force. Today, Murong Feixue was going to thoroughly indulge and let this little rascal bully her a little more.

Ling Yun gave Murong Feixue a breather after a while. He was afraid she would be breathless.

“Mhmmm…

“Little rascal, you’ve been eyeing my chest since we first met. Did you long for it?”

Ling Yun admitted to it without a second thought. “That’s why I’m touching it now. It’s really comfy… hehe!”

“Siii… Be gentler, will you! You really don’t know how to take care of precious jade!” Murong Feixue chided him, but she couldn’t bear for Ling Yun’s hands to leave.

That feeling was too good, Ling Yun’s hands were magical.

“I thought Big Sister Murong would get angry at me!” Ling Yun teased.

With labored breaths and misty eyes, Murong Feixue turned towards Ling Yun. “We’ve even given you the heirloom. I’d be yours sooner or later, what’s there to be angry about?”

“I just didn’t think you would be so bold as to… to bully me in the middle of the day! What would happen if Grandpa were to barge in suddenly?”

“Haha, Big Sister Murong, you seem to have mentioned that Grandpa Murong will be attending a conference at Hudong and will only be back tomorrow if my memory serves me right,” Ling Yun replied cheekily.

“So beautiful!” Ling Yun dropped praises again!

Murong Feixue’s beautiful face became as red as a beetroot. She was now inexplicably nervous and shameful. The tension made her body as tight as a bow.

“You’re too naughty! How dare you bully Big Sister like this!” Murong Feixue retorted.

“That’s my wife now…” Ling Yun corrected her seriously.

“We agreed that I’ll be your girlfriend first. I didn’t agree to marry you yet!” Murong Feixue was fl.u.s.tered!

“A matter of time!”

Ling Yun laughed and reclaimed his seat as though nothing happened just now.

“Tell me the truth, how did you make the Heavenly Seal disappear and reappear just now?” Murong Feixue asked as she readjusted her clothes.

Ling Yun explained about the spatial ring.

“Is there really a different dimension?” Murong Feixue exclaimed.

“Different dimension?” Ling Yun echoed. This was his first time hearing this phrase.

“Parallel universe or multi-dimensional s.p.a.ce. Simply put, there are actually two or three or even more s.p.a.ces similar to the one we’re in now. They could be overlapped or working in parallel. The spatial formation on your ring could be the key that opens the s.p.a.ce or even the law…”

Murong Feixue was a high flyer when studying abroad in England. Until now, only Murong Feixue had mentioned the concept of different dimensions amongst all the people Ling Yun had told about the spatial ring.

Of course, information was easy to get nowadays from movies, games, manga, etc. There were many theories about different dimensions. Many people had some notion of them, but no one linked that to the spatial ring, or perhaps they did but didn’t mention it.

Ling Yun gave it some serious thought. He felt that science shouldn’t be underestimated. There were some similarities with cultivation at a high level.

Different tunes rendered with equal skill! Ling Yun lamented.

Murong Feixue thought back to the miraculous performances Ling Yun showed and suddenly concluded with a smile, “Ling Yun, you’re amazing! So admirable!”

That was a form of spiritual wors.h.i.+p. Ling Yun felt so good listening to that. It was so much more satisfying than conquering her in bed.

“Are you devoted to me now?” Ling Yun teased.

“What do you think?” Murong Feixue replied with her lips pursed and her big eyes on Ling Yun.

She got up slowly and walked towards her own bedroom. “Wait for me while I change, then accompany me to Lingjue Temple.”

“Whatever for?” Ling Yun’s heart skipped a beat.

Ling Yun now knew that he was picked up by Qin Qiuyue at the Lingjue Temple. He had always wanted to go there, but he never had the time. He didn’t expect Murong Feixue to bring it up today.

“What else but to burn incense, pray to the Buddha, ask for a sign, and make wishes? The temple really grants wishes!”

The people of Jiangnan were the most devoted to Buddha. They would pay their respects for every occasion, big or small, and the Lingjue Temple was the most wors.h.i.+ped of all!

“Big Sister Murong, I thought you weren’t superst.i.tious. Why do you need to ask for a sign and make wishes?” Ling Yun asked.

Murong Feixue ignored Ling Yun and changed in her room. The rustling of clothes gave Ling Yun the impulse to sneak a peek, but he controlled the urge in the end.

“I’ll strip you naked like a newborn when the time comes. That’ll be more awesome.” Ling Yun snickered to himself.

Murong Feixue emerged, still in an office lady getup, but it was now completely red.

“This year is Big Sister’s zodiac year…” Murong Feixue looked as though she was getting married then and there.

“That’s too red! But I like it!” Ling Yun stood up.

Murong Feixue smiled as she linked her arm with Ling Yun’s. “Have you properly stored the token of love I’ve given you?”

There was zero chance for it not to be!

“I asked about my marriage. The priest at Lingjue Temple said that I would find my man before I turned twenty-four. I found you half a year before my birthday. Don’t you think I should go back and thank the Buddha?”

“Oh, so Big Sister’s birthday is in December?”

“December 12th, remember it well.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

Ling Yun was the driver this time.

They headed to the west and exited the western suburbs. After another nine kilometers, they came to a beautiful clearing.

“There are many temples here, for example, Lingjue Temple, f.a.guang Temple, Xiyue Temple, Bodoji Temple… all of which are very famous. Nonetheless, the most famous of all is still the Lingjue Temple!”

Murong Feixue enjoyed the scenery and started to give a commentary of Qingshui, seemingly forgetting that Ling Yun grew up in Qingshui City.

Ling Yun had no heart to continue listening anyway. He felt a growing force — the power of Buddha, simple and magnificent!