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

Yu Luoning was puzzled by his stare.

She crossed her arms and chuckled, "I'm very good-looking, you don't need to stare at me like that, do you?"

Bai Rongling didn't answer, her gaze fixed on her, then slowly shifting to the spot where the spatial rift had disappeared, before asking, "Just now... what was that thing?"

Seeing his expression, Yu Luoning suddenly realized that he must have been shocked by her little pet.

She was a little smug, raised her chin, and said proudly, "What do you think of my little pet? Isn't it amazing?"

Bai Rongling remained silent for a few moments, her gaze deep and unfathomable: "A pet?"

"Yes, that's right." Yu Luoning replied matter-of-factly.

Beneath Bai Rongling's veil, a hint of vulnerability appeared on her otherwise elegant and stunning face.

His voice seemed to tremble slightly, "You call that thing a pet?"

"Otherwise what? What's the problem?"

Bai Rongling shook her head. After a moment of silence, she said, "The instant it appeared, I sensed a very faint trace of dragon might."

A barely perceptible dragon's might?!

Yu Luoning blinked, almost thinking she was hallucinating.

She said, "A dragon? You mean that ugly guy is a dragon?"

Bai Rongling looked serious and added, "Yes, but it's not like an ordinary dragon. Its shape isn't like a typical flood dragon, and more importantly, it seems to be able to constantly transform by devouring high-level flesh and blood."

Yu Luoning was deeply shocked.

What a powerful Devouring Divine Skill! No wonder your advancement is so rapid!

Bai Rongling instructed, "From now on, feed it less random stuff."

Yu Luoning: "Why?"

"Aren't you afraid that one day you'll end up on his menu?"

Yu Luoning's heart skipped a beat, but she retorted, "Impossible, it likes me a lot, it just winked at me."

Bai Rongling: "As long as you're happy."

"Do I feel like you're being sarcastic?"

Bai Rongling: "Mm."

"You've stopped pretending at all, haven't you?"

Bai Rongling remained calm and scoffed, "Didn't you say I was a black-hearted lotus? I'll have to live up to that reputation."

Yu Luoning was too lazy to argue with him and turned around to check if the moth demon king was truly dead. She had only taken one step when Bai Rongling called out to her from behind, "Wait."

Yu Luoning paused, turned to look at him, and snorted coldly, "What's wrong with you now?"

Bai Rongling didn't answer, but simply looked at her calmly, "The spell you just used? Where did you learn it?"

Yu Luoning's heart skipped a beat.

She feigned ignorance and asked, "What kind of magic?"

"The art of grafting flowers onto trees".

Bai Rongling raised her eyes slightly. "Do I need to remind you? You used it very skillfully just now."

At this point, the nonchalant look in Bai Rongling's eyes completely disappeared.

The art of grafting flowers and trees is a closely guarded secret of the Bai family. The true value of this art lies not in its destructive power, but in its involvement with the extremely difficult-to-understand power of cause and effect.

When one cultivates to the Mahayana level, one can reverse cause and effect the moment a killing move strikes, transferring the physical damage to the attacker.

This is an extremely powerful technique, and it has always been regarded by the Bai family as their true trump card for survival. Only core members are qualified to learn it.

The matter was of great importance, and even if his words were offensive, he had to get to the bottom of it.

The air suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Yu Luoning's throat bobbed slightly. This scene seemed familiar; she had been asked the same question before.

Therefore, she handled it quite well.

Yu Luoning, with a straight face, fabricated a story: "Is it possible that all magical arts in the world lead to the same goal, and that our two families' arts have accidentally overlapped?"

Bai Rongling remained silent, seemingly deep in thought about her words.

After a moment's thought, he said, "What you said makes some sense. But just now, I saw it very clearly. If the order of the spiritual threads is similar, that's understandable. But if even the unique law of cause and effect is the same, then it can't be explained by coincidence."

"It's just a coincidence."

Yu Luoning took a deep breath and continued rambling, "Because we are destined to be together, even the techniques we practice are secretly compatible."

The air suddenly fell silent. Bai Rongling was slightly taken aback when he heard this. He subconsciously looked away, and a hint of unease flashed across his usually aloof brows.

Yu Luoning blinked, taking in his expression. Then, belatedly realizing something, she coughed lightly and said, "If you really want to ask, then I can tell you."

Yu Luoning lightly lifted her toes and took a small step forward, instantly closing the gap between the two. Bai Rongling stiffened slightly and subconsciously took a half step back.

Seeing this, Yu Luoning smiled, her tone ambiguous, "Would you believe me if I said I learned it from you?"

Bai Rongling was taken aback: "When did I teach you that?"

"That day in the Ten Thousand Emotions Array, two days and two nights... Do you need me to help you recall?"

Bai Rongling's mind jolted, and a look of surprise flashed across her face.

Two days and two nights... the Myriad Emotions Array...

As those words fell, those memories he had deliberately forgotten surged back uncontrollably.

His lust was amplified to an extreme, and in the midst of his confused state of mind, little of the rationality he was most proud of remained.

At that time, neither of them was willing to back down, insisting that the other must give in first. As for what exactly they said and did in between?

Bai Rongling closed her eyes, a hint of hesitation flashing across them.

Yu Luoning almost burst out laughing when she saw his expression.

I was just making this up, but the other person actually believed it.

Yu Luoning coughed lightly and smiled, "It seems Young Master Bai has remembered. Actually, that day you also..."

"Enough!" Bai Rongling's brow twitched slightly as she interrupted, "I don't want to know about that day."

Yu Luoning was somewhat disappointed that all the words she had prepared suddenly became useless.

Even though Bai Rongling was wearing a veil, she could imagine the expression on his face at that moment, and she immediately became interested.

He said in a smug tone, "You really don't want to know? I remember everything clearly, you even have a mole on your butt..."

"Shut up."

Faced with the death stare, Yu Luoning finally behaved for two seconds.

She gave a soft "oh," with a hint of regret.

He laughed and said, "Then you can ask me again if you want to know in the future. I promise I will never keep anything to myself."

"Yu Luoning!"

Just then, a very faint cough suddenly came from afar.

The two looked at the same time and met a pair of deep, emerald-green eyes.

The fight was so intense that I almost forgot about this moth demon king.

At this moment, the Moth Demon King was leaning against a broken boulder, its four beautiful wings tattered, one of which was broken off.

Compared to the extent of his injuries, what is more striking is the expression on the Moth Demon King's face at this moment.

Confused, utterly confused.

He looked at Yu Luoning, then at Bai Rongling, and finally silently looked away.

In fact, he had wanted to leave as early as when the three members of the Wen family died.

After all, these two humans didn't look like good people, especially the woman.

A cultivator from the Purple Mansion realm inexplicably killed a Nascent Soul cultivator, and then released some unknown entity from a spatial rift that swallowed another Nascent Soul cultivator.

This place is dangerous; we can't stay here for long. That was his first thought.

Strangely, when he tried to leave, the phoenix bone in his chest, which was fused with his flesh, began to feel faintly warm.

An indescribable sense of closeness emanated from the depths of the phoenix bone.

So he stayed until now, and was forced to hear things he didn't really want to know.

What's this about a two-day, two-night love spell, or a mole on a butt...?

He wasn't very proficient in human language. The individual words combined were simply incomprehensible.

Has the human race's cultivation methods become like this?

The Moth Demon King was puzzled.