novelraw Chapter 199 : “With You”
Chapter 199 : “With You”
Chapter 199: “With You”
In the Maple Grove, Han Shuangjiang’s already slightly tipsy mind, still under the influence of alcohol, went completely blank in an instant!
When Chu Huaixu spoke those words just before their lips touched, she had already become dazed.
And when their lips actually met, she became entirely stupefied.
However, this state didn’t last long.
Because she had already been hesitating to speak, her lips were slightly parted.
Chu Huaixu, who was about to descend the mountain for a life-and-death battle and had also drunk quite a bit that night, wouldn’t be satisfied with just a brush of the lips.
For many, their first kiss was often as fleeting as a dragonfly skimming the water—barely a touch before pulling away.
But Chu Huaixu had no such intention.
He directly “pried her open”, launching a full invasion, one step at a time, as if conquering a city.
The Big Ice Block in his arms seemed to melt a little more.
Her hands gripped his Black-Gold Robe tighter and tighter.
Her body, too, grew somewhat soft.
With both arms wrapped around her slender waist, Chu Huaixu could feel that this part of her body was tightly tensed.
She felt a faint current of electricity surge through her entire being, sweeping across every inch of her body.
—Every single inch!
Han Shuangjiang squeezed her eyes shut even more tightly. She didn’t dare open them—nor would she ever open them during a kiss.
Chu Huaixu no longer held her waist with both hands. One arm remained at her waist, while the other rose to gently cup her cheek.
Han Shuangjiang had a striking waist-to-hip ratio, her hips full and plump. His left hand found a firm anchor there.
With the right hand cradling her face, he held the initiative entirely—controlling how and at what angle to kiss her.
Chu Huaixu simply kept kissing her, not crossing any further boundaries.
Though they were outdoors, amidst the woods, as the kiss deepened, both began to feel increasingly breathless.
Their breaths quickened unconsciously.
His onslaught continued.
—It was the dance of tongues, the exchange of heat, and the subtle quiver and merging of muscles upon contact.
Han Shuangjiang was usually a rather boring, if sometimes adorable, person.
But this soft little mouth—there was nothing boring about it.
Eventually, even she began to respond, ever so slightly moved.
The fully melted Big Ice Block began to tentatively reciprocate, clumsily trying to keep up.
After quite a while, the always greedy Chu Huaixu finally stopped.
He willingly pulled away from her soft lips.
Yet, his right hand still gently cupped her cheek.
Chu Huaixu did nothing more. He simply lowered his head and looked at her, up close.
This wasn’t a break. It was deliberate.
Han Shuangjiang slowly opened her beautiful eyes. In the moonlit shadows of the forest, she looked up at her Dao Companion, who was staring straight at her.
The ambiguous atmosphere still lingered in the woods.
At this moment, the importance of his right hand was once again evident.
He kept holding her face, his thumb lightly stroking her cheek.
That intense sense of tension began to surge and explode again.
Their eyes locked, breath hitched, lips slightly parted—everything in this moment could ignite their minds.
They needed to pause—deliberately so.
Only then did his gaze slowly begin to lower.
From her eyes, to her nose, then to her lips.
Of course, it wasn’t over.
The hand cupping her cheek exerted the slightest pressure, and she obediently tilted her chin upward—bringing her lips with it.
Chu Huaixu could feel it—
“Senior Sister wants me to be happy. She wants to make me happy.”
Who said that people with a naturally proud temperament always had to be stubborn?
She was clearly so soft.
And also…
—So moist.
Then once more.
“Mm—!”
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That night, both Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang found themselves unable to sleep.
Even when they did drift off in their own rooms, their dreams were wild and chaotic.
The next morning, Chu Huaixu woke up early.
After a simple wash, he opened the bamboo door and saw that Han Shuangjiang was already cooking porridge.
These Little Dao Companions, who had only just gotten physically close the night before, were going to part ways today.
Both were a little reluctant.
Before he could even finish his porridge, Jiang Zhi arrived, bringing Chu Yinyin along by flight.
The two of them were to accompany Chu Huaixu to the entrance of the Origin Spirit Realm.
This was a special arrangement by the Sect Master Xiang Yan.
Because the matter involved the Origin Spirit Realm, the Little Martial Uncle would inevitably grow obsessed and insist on going personally—no one could stop him.
But the problem was, even if he did go, he likely wouldn't get along with Chu Huaixu and would probably apply continuous pressure along the way.
In this situation, even someone as high-ranking as Sect Master Xiang Yan couldn’t resolve the tension.
After all, this fierce baldy wasn’t a tyrannical ruler.
On the contrary, he was a skilled mediator.
The Dao Gate remained harmonious, with a well-functioning management team—not only due to mutual rapport but also thanks to him.
Given all this, the best choice turned out to be the lawless Chu Yinyin.
“Little Junior Sister never gives Little Martial Uncle any face,” Xiang Yan chuckled inwardly.
What’s more, due to past entanglements, Chu Yinyin was the beloved disciple of Jiang Zhi’s former crush.
He had always doted on her, even when she openly talked back.
“Based on my current observations, Chu Huaixu is the kind of sharp-minded person who already has Little Junior Sister figured out. Little Martial Uncle can’t control her, but Chu Huaixu can,” mused the Sect Master.
—“Perfect!”
Sure enough, as soon as Jiang Zhi arrived, he urged, “Chu Huaixu, hurry up and finish eating—we must depart.”
“Aiya, what’s the rush?” Chu Yinyin immediately spoke up for her beloved disciple.
Jiang Zhi glanced at her, but said nothing more.
He walked over to the water jar and began adjusting his Dragon-whisker hairstyle, as vain as ever.
With his future Second Master backing him up, Chu Huaixu felt no urgency and was happy to spend a bit more time with Han Shuangjiang.
In the end, it was the Big Ice Block who worried about delays and began urging him.
Before parting, Chu Huaixu gently tugged her small hand and said softly, “Wait for me to come back.”
“Mm.” The girl nodded.
She stood outside, watching the trio soar into the sky, taking a few steps forward, unable to help herself—just to catch a few more glimpses of him.
In the air, Jiang Zhi was flying with Chu Huaixu at an incredible speed.
It was Chu Huaixu’s first time experiencing the full speed of an Eighth Realm cultivator.
“It’s actually a bit thrilling,” he thought.
After all, speed often equated to excitement.
Along the way, Jiang Zhi didn’t forget his final warnings.
“Chu Huaixu, the Origin Spirit Realm will open at noon today.”
“You can stay inside for at most half an hour.”
“In other words, you must finish the fight within thirty minutes.”
“If you’re still entangled by then, even if it ends in mutual destruction—so be it.”
“Understood, Little Martial Uncle Ancestor. I’ll fight swiftly,” Chu Huaixu replied calmly.
Jiang Zhi nodded. He was starting to sound a bit like a nagging old man.
Some things had already been said in the Grand Hall, but he repeated them again today.
“And remember—absolutely no breaking through while inside! You must keep your realm suppressed at the First Realm!”
“Otherwise, you won’t be able to get out.”
Chu Huaixu nodded again.
He had once thought of saving up Experience Points, then leveling up inside. But later he learned—there were no such loopholes.
However, there was one thing he was looking forward to.
“The reason Jiang Zhi emphasized it again is because the Origin Spirit Realm is too unique—suppressing one’s realm becomes extremely difficult.”
“The spiritual energy there is many times more concentrated than the outside world!”
“Even the most powerful Spirit Gathering Arrays pale in comparison.”
“According to the Sect Master and others, cultivating in there is like riding a rocket—unless you're bottlenecked, you’ll skyrocket in progress.”
“More precisely, even if you don’t sit down to cultivate—even if you just breathe or live there—it’s still cultivation!”
“As long as you’re inside, you’re constantly training! Doing nothing still yields more than serious effort outside—it’s that exaggerated!”
Therefore, Chu Huaixu was eager.
He suspected he’d gain a flood of Experience Points once inside the Origin Spirit Realm!
Others might worry about accidentally leveling up and failing to suppress their realm—but not him.
“As long as I don’t let the System upgrade me, I can stockpile all the Experience Points I want!”
This was his ace.
As for Jiang Zhi’s constant nagging and pressure, Chu Huaixu’s attitude was simply—
—“Not listening, not listening, turtle chanting scriptures.”
In the end, it was Chu Yinyin who lost patience.
“Aiya! Little Martial Uncle, you already said all that twice!” she grumbled.
In truth, she was nervous too—worried her future disciple might never return.
So, Jiang Zhi’s pressure wasn’t just on Chu Huaixu—she was getting tense as well.
Chu Huaixu, on the other hand, was brimming with fighting spirit.
For one simple reason—
“I’m definitely coming back safe and sound—to see the Big Ice Block again.”
He wasn’t ready to die.
After all, this girl who held “dual degrees” from Red Sleeves Beckon and Joyous Sect, had never had any practical experience until last night.
Once she became emotional, she had started to reciprocate his passion.
From inexperience to cooperation, she quickly transitioned to applying her theoretical knowledge in full.
Chu Huaixu’s experience kept evolving, again and again.
And it only got better and better.
Until finally—
—He kissed to his heart’s content!