Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

Previously, Cui Xiu had never known the meaning of home, but he had seen other people's clans and sects and felt that the so-called ties in the mortal world were nothing but weaknesses.

But now, the perpetually frozen Zhexue Peak is gradually warming up.

A fireplace has been added to the ice palace.

Yu Luoning found the place too deserted, so she made several crystal-clear ice lamps by hand, and then dragged him to Butterfly Valley, thousands of miles away, to pick flowers and plants from the entire palace.

Unfortunately, the environment of Zhexue Peak is not suitable for the growth of flowers and plants.

Yu Luoning racked his brains and designed a constant-temperature array to barely create a greenhouse suitable for growing flowers and plants.

Cui Xiu said she was just messing around, but he was actually the most enthusiastic one. He not only helped improve the formation, but also searched everywhere for beautiful flowers, especially his favorite purple flowers.

Yu Luoning laughed and said that purple was very charming, and that the Ice Palace finally felt a bit like spring.

Thus, the ice palace remained perpetually spring-like, while outside, the world was still filled with endless snow and wind.

On the palace terrace, a swing was built according to Luo Ning's preferences. In his spare time, Luo Ning would always drag Cui Xiu to swing on the swing. Occasionally, the two of them would hold a cup of hot milk tea and watch the snow fall on the mountains.

Alternatively, you can compact the snow into blocks, squat in the snow, and sculpt rows of small snowmen in various shapes, each with a chibi version of Choi Soo's appearance.

Cui Xiu watched all this quietly, and he suddenly realized that the tension and resentment he often felt had eased.

It felt as if a little fish was darting around in his heart.

There was no earth-shattering battle, only Luo Ning holding his cold fingers and chatting and laughing, teasing him with all sorts of things from time to time.

So this is what home feels like.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, Yue Qi was in the Tibetan Realm of the Divine Domain.

This place preserves the ancient history of immortals and demons, and the room is filled with floating jade slips, gleaming faintly.

Yue Qi stood there, his slender fingers slowly placing a jade slip down.

The jade slip contained the sentence, "The Dao embryo devours the source, and the original body is difficult to preserve."

This means that in order to grow, the Dao Embryo will frantically absorb the host's essence. What would normally take a hundred years to integrate can now be done in just a few years.

Yue Qi slowly closed her eyes and continued her deduction.

Because of their shared feelings, Yue Qi could now clearly sense Cui Xiu's pleasure, his memories, experiences, and emotions...

It came from the depths of my consciousness without warning.

The woman's gentle hands, radiant smile, and cheerful voice...

The little things between them, the mundane routines, the warmth of their skin touching...

Yueqi is known to me like the back of my hand.

He frowned almost imperceptibly, slowly opened his eyes, and said in a cryptic tone, "So noisy."

The murderous intent, lust, and evil thoughts he once abandoned have coalesced into Cui Xiu.

But the opponent is no longer the same person who slashed out back then.

He seems to have become an independent person.

Although he often caused him trouble, Yue Qi had long since gotten used to it after a thousand years of getting along.

"Get out! You're disgusting, constantly spying on my memories!"

In his mind's eye, Cui Xiu suddenly heard that voice he loathed, and instantly flew into a rage, cursing loudly.

The person on the other side seemed completely unconcerned. He simply said calmly, "I never saw it. It's because our souls are connected, and our memories cannot be severed."

Cui Xiu sneered, "Then why don't you just cut off the empathy?"

The other party seemed to fall silent.

After a long while, a faint, somewhat bewildered voice was heard, "...I can't do it."

Cui Xiu was even angrier.

What followed was a subtle sense of smug satisfaction.

It seems that even the high and mighty immortal lord has been compromised.

Before he could be happy for long, Yue Qi's calm and cold voice rang out again.

"Choi Soo, if you continue, you will disappear."

Cui Xiu scoffed, "So what?"

Yue Qi said, "The Tibetan texts record that there is a Spring in Phoenix Ancient City that can sever the Dao embryo. This is your only chance."

Choi Soo fell silent; for the first time, he did not immediately retort.

That's all I have to say. Whether you go or not is up to you.

Cui Xiu sneered, "When have you ever been so kind? Would you genuinely save me?"

It took Yue Qi a long time to reply, "The world is vast enough to accommodate a wicked corpse."

Cui Xiu's purple pupils contracted slightly, a hint of disbelief flashing across his eyes. The two had fought for thousands of years, each hoping the other would disappear.

Cui Xiu pursed her lips slightly, a sneer escaping her lips, "Mind your own business."

Then, the sea of ​​consciousness returned to silence.

Just then, something cold came close to his eyes.

Yu Luoning was holding up a small, sculpted snowman in both hands, tilting her head to look at him with a smile.

The little snowman was wearing a purple cloak and had eyes adorned with purple petals.

"Look, doesn't it look just like you?"

Cui Xiu glanced down and pursed her lips.

It doesn't resemble it at all.

This snowman is round and plump, with its head as big as its body, and it looks silly no matter how you look at it.

"Is this what I look like? Short and stocky?"

Cui Xiu spoke casually, inadvertently stretching out her long legs.

Yu Luoning smiled and patted his firm thigh with one hand, teasingly saying, "Stop showing off. I know someone has long legs. When he stands up, his legs almost reach my chest, okay?"

A smile crept across Choi Soo's lips. "You have good taste. Finally admitting you're short?"

Yu Luoning: "I'm short? My disadvantage is that I haven't lived as long as you. You're an old monster who's thousands of years old, how could you not be tall?"

Choi Soo: "..."

Old, old monster?

In the cultivation world, age doesn't matter, and Cui Xiu certainly doesn't care either.

What he cares about is how Yu Luoning sees him.

For some reason, Cui Xiu always found the words "old monster" extremely grating when Yu Luoning uttered them.

His face darkened instantly. He stood up, grabbed Yu Luoning's wrist, and gritted his teeth, saying:

"Let's go cultivate."

"Huh? Didn't you say you were off today? You little devil, you're going back on your word."

Choi Soo curled her lips into a sneer and said fiercely, "Now you've changed your mind."

"You're so stingy! I was just telling the truth! Who told you to say I'm short?" Yu Luoning protested repeatedly, dissatisfied.

"A thousand-year-old monster, why would he lower himself to the level of a junior like me? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out?"

Cui Xiu stared at her pretty face, which was constantly chattering, and his eyes darkened.

This woman never says anything pleasant, yet she has a pair of moist, slightly pink lips.

Cui Xiu didn't waste any words with her. He reached out and sealed her lips with his long arm.

Then he picked the person up in his arms and carried them towards the Heavenly Cold Spirit Pool behind the Ice Palace.

Yu Luoning blushed deeply and struggled to say, "Put me down! What are you trying to do in broad daylight?"

"What for? I'll naturally take you to see what it means to be vigorous even in old age."

Yu Luoning's face was burning hot, even her ears were burning.

Who says men don't care about age anymore?

For the sake of her back, let's not talk about the word "old" in the future.