Mu Ran was prepared. No matter how crazy Cangshu Bai wanted to be, or how much he wanted to vent, she would accept it all.
They both wanted to make up for those five hundred years that shouldn't have been lost.
Furthermore, Mu Ran had now recovered her cultivation. She arrogantly assumed that her physical constitution was different from before and could definitely withstand the test.
However, she never expected that the moment the young man returned to the Peach Blossom Spring after such a long time, the spring rain would unexpectedly pour down.
Mu Ran looked at him, "..."
Cangshu Bai was also looking at her, "..."
The difference was that his face, which had only recently regained some vitality, showed a hint of vulnerability again. And this time, mixed with the vulnerability was an even deeper sense of embarrassment.
Cangshu Bai didn't dare to face her. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his dejected body lacking the strength to prop itself up again.
After a while, Mu Ran reached out and patted his back, saying in a lighthearted tone, "It's okay, it's okay. Jinzhi did great, I really liked it."
Cangshu Bai's hands gripping her waist tightened, his fingers trembling.
He whispered, "Ranran, I'm sorry."
A parting of life and death had cost them five hundred years of time just like that.
Now that she had awakened and returned to his side without any grudges, he wanted to give her the best of everything. It was as if only by doing so could he make himself more worthy of her.
But... but...
It had truly been too, too long.
Thus, the moment he seemingly touched the warmth of her soul, he couldn't help but surrender completely.
What did it matter if Cangshu Bai's realm was profoundly high and his cultivation unmatched?
In front of his wife, he was nothing more than a coward, even worse than an ordinary man.
Mu Ran felt that this couldn't go on.
He was already lacking in confidence. If he remained trapped in self-doubt, it would be very difficult for him to stand up again in the future!
Mu Ran cupped his face, forcing him to look at her. Through her dark, moist eyes, she once again saw his fragile soul that seemed to shatter at the slightest touch.
"It doesn't matter, Jinzhi. We still have plenty of time. We can try many more times, right?"
Cangshu Bai nuzzled the palm of her hand and gave a gentle nod.
This trying lasted for an entire month.
Outside the cabin, it was as if a tide had washed over. Wherever it passed, dead wood sprouted, frozen soil turned green, and even the half-dead crabapple tree in the neighboring courtyard instantly bloomed with branches full of pink and white flowers. Fine spiritual dew condensed on the petals, trembling gently in the wind.
Spiritual energy surged on the ground, turning into invisible ripples that spread outward for dozens of feet, startling flocks of birds in the forest to circle above, wanting to take the opportunity to absorb more spiritual power.
However, a small blue fish suddenly opened its bloody maw and rushed over, scaring them into fleeing in all directions.
Han Yu wagged its tail, acting very greedy and petty.
The master and the mistress were perhaps exceptionally compatible and extraordinarily gifted. The spiritual energy during their dual cultivation surged wildly. Just by absorbing a tiny bit, one could greatly increase their cultivation base.
Naturally, it couldn't let other creatures share such a good thing!
"It's blooming, it's blooming!"
Wang Xiaobao jumped up with joy, shouting loudly as he ran towards his mother, who was washing clothes.
"Mother, the tree I picked up is blooming!"
Mrs. Wang glanced at the blooming crabapple tree, clicking her tongue in wonder. "It was clearly a dead tree, yet it actually came back to life and bloomed. What a strange thing."
At this moment, Wang Xiaobao's father also returned from the town.
Mrs. Wang looked at him, immediately rushed over, and shouted angrily, "Didn't I tell you that you were injured before and in poor health, so you needed to buy a few more tonics from the clinic this time? Why don't you have any medicine in your hands!"
Wang Dazhuang smiled and said, "Doctor Hu examined me and said I am in great health. Not only has the leg I injured from falling out of a tree healed, but my body is even healthier than before. I don't need to take medicine anymore."
Mrs. Wang was half-believing and half-doubting, "Is what you're saying true?"
"It's true, how could I dare lie to you? Weren't you coughing from a cold a while ago? Now you're all better too. I think the words left by our ancestors are correct; our family is definitely blessed by the gods."
Mrs. Wang was still quite suspicious.
Wang Dazhuang, however, took out a hairpin he had hidden and placed it in her hand. "I don't need to take medicine anymore, so I can earn money better in the future and buy more and better things for you and Xiaobao."
"You're wasting money again. Don't do this next time!"
She said that, but the irrepressible joy on her face was also real.
Wang Xiaobao, however, stood on his tiptoes and couldn't help but look at the silent courtyard next door.
He still remembered a long time ago, he met a white-haired uncle in that courtyard that had been empty for a long time.
At that time, the white-haired uncle was carving a small wooden figure and said his wife was in poor health, so she could only rest.
A few years had passed, and Wang Xiaobao had never met that uncle again.
He wondered if his wife's health had improved now?
It definitely had.
And not just ordinarily well, but perhaps a little too well.
Initially, Mu Ran was only at the Golden Core stage, but in just one month, she had actually reached the Nascent Soul stage!
And the reason was very simple.
The person dual cultivating with her was simply too incredible.
Mu Ran lay on top of him, staring at him with vigorous energy, eyeing him covetously as if she couldn't wait to devour him all over again.
Cangshu Bai's fingertips rested on her waist, feeling the smoothness of her skin, lingering for a long time.
The corners of his eyes were flushed with a rather satiated red. The aloof, proper, and distant aura he usually carried had completely dissolved into the warm light of the bedchamber.
He didn't speak, just letting her sit there. His fingertips tightened slightly, pulling her even closer against him.
His gaze was quiet and composed, yet shockingly scorching.
It was a docility born from being loved, pampered, and thoroughly possessed by her, as well as an endless desire hidden in his bones and blood that he only revealed to her.
Mu Ran's heart pounded wildly as she looked at him. She couldn't resist caressing his face and hooking a strand of his white hair around her finger.
"Jinzhi, why was it that in the past, when we were like this, it was just like an ordinary married couple, without anything extraordinary?"
He caught her hand and pressed it against the side of his face. His eyes curving slightly, he said softly, "You were a mortal, you couldn't handle it. I had to restrain myself."
Mu Ran knew he wasn't lying.
Had he released even a ten-millionth more of his power, her body would have been shattered like an egg hitting a rock.
Her expression turned a bit peculiar. "Doesn't that mean that in the past, whenever I enjoyed myself to the fullest, you were actually never satisfied?"
Cangshu Bai couldn't help but chuckle softly.
Since their reunion, this was the first time Mu Ran had heard him laugh.
Her heart couldn't help but soften, seemingly melting into spring water, rippling along with the smile in his eyes.
