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Hidden Moth-Chapter 406 - 226: Embarrassing the Bashful with Secret Fantasies
Lan Jiwan has actually returned and is currently sitting in meditation within the quiet chamber.
Some time ago, Lan Jiwan followed He Kao’s instructions to find Li Chun and even became Sister Li Chun’s assistant, all to protect the Li Chun couple closely. Three days ago, Shi Yun Road’s plot was exposed, and the crisis facing Shi Haotu and his wife was resolved, so Lan Jiwan no longer needed to follow them.
It happened to coincide with a holiday, so Lan Jiwan returned to the base.
Li Chun was very grateful and wanted to persuade her to stay. She said that even if Lan Jiwan was unwilling to continue being her assistant, she could be offered another high-paying position that would satisfy her, or some other form of cooperation could be arranged.
However, as for what to do next, Lan Jiwan couldn’t make her own decisions. She had to wait for further instructions from her Sect Leader Senior Brother, but it’s been almost a month since he last appeared.
Lan Jiwan was getting a bit anxious with the waiting, yet beneath this thought, there was an indistinct fear mingled with yearning. How to describe it? It’s that kind of uncontrollable shyness.
Had she ever felt this way before? She couldn’t remember at all! She had always been struggling just to live well, almost forgetting what being alive felt like, just a hard, cold existence until she met her Sect Leader Senior Brother...
Last time, her Sect Leader Senior Brother said that the residual toxins in her meridians and internal organs needed several more purification sessions to be completely eliminated, only then could he teach her the Hidden Moth Sect’s techniques.
The feeling when the Sect Leader Senior Brother used a treasure bead to cast spells and detoxify her still remained exceptionally clear upon recall, almost too shameful to savor, because the sensation was so wonderful it was unbearable!
She had never tried to open herself up fully to experience and guide the other’s divine sense and mana into her own organs and meridians, filling every part of her body.
For her, entering such a state was too difficult, but whether she could do it or not, she had to try. Her Sect Leader Senior Brother was actually more exhausted than she was, but he never uttered a word, only waited for her to adjust her state.
Once she truly achieved it, she realized how beautiful the world could be.
The divine sense and mana of her Sect Leader Senior Brother were both gentle and powerful, as if she was completely seen through from the inside out, not a sensation but a fact... She was afraid, not of her Sect Leader Senior Brother, but of herself.
The two of them had no physical contact, yet it was more entwined and penetrating than any form of physical intimacy... She tried hard not to tremble, her body hair standing up, for she had never experienced anything like it in her life.
She knew what her heart demon was; deep down inside, what she truly needed to accept was herself, purifying the furnace as well as refining her state of mind.
She hadn’t cultivated properly for more than half a month, and now that she had free time again, she certainly couldn’t slack off... As Lan Jiwan thought this, she gathered her thoughts, adjusted her breathing, and began to enter the state of sitting meditation and working her techniques.
He Kao drifted in and saw Lan Jiwan in cultivation.
The "visual" from the stealth consciousness wasn’t affected by darkness; it not only saw the outline of her form but could even clearly distinguish various colors, which should be a primordial spirit heart image.
He Kao didn’t float too close, but the quiet room wasn’t large. He stayed airborne against the wall, just a few steps away from Lan Jiwan, quietly waiting without disturbing her cultivation.
The state of observing without thoughts after consciousness detachment was also a fixed realm. He Kao found that maintaining this state and doing nothing was actually a kind of cultivation.
This was a tempering of the primordial spirit, which could strengthen the divine sense, albeit very slowly. But cultivation is about the accumulation of efforts... After about half an hour, Lan Jiwan finished her sitting meditation and working techniques, relaxed her breath, opened her eyes, and unfolded her legs.
The clothing for sitting meditation and working techniques must be loose. She wore a set of soft-textured, pure cotton long-sleeve pajamas, just two pieces, with nothing underneath.
After coming out of the state, she performed a set of motions on the bed intended to activate her blood and qi, which looked a bit like yoga in the gym, fully showcasing her alluring figure.
Lan Jiwan was very beautiful, appearing soft yet emitting a sense of desolation, an aura like a flower’s pistil in frost. But He Kao knew how strong her will to survive was, her vitality as tenacious as wild grass, even carrying poisonous thorns.
But recently, she had changed a lot, like wild grass weathered by storms that finally embraced spring and bloomed, revealing true delicacy and charm, along with a shy allure.
If you don’t believe it, just look at her now. After activating her muscles and bones, Lan Jiwan began to massage her whole body’s meridian points, starting from the scalp roots, then massaging her ears, bathing her face, rubbing and caressing her whole body skin.
This was originally a normal routine action after sitting meditation, but why did she do it so...? Her clothes lifted, revealing her snowy body, her expression was off, her slightly open mouth and water-brimming gaze, and her legs inadvertently tightened.
When doing these movements intended to activate her muscles and bones after coming out of meditation, it wasn’t required to enter a meditative state, but she seemed to be distracted, thinking about something!
The state of observing without thoughts also implies a lack of intent, and as soon as He Kao’s mind moved, Lan Jiwan felt it and looked up...
He Kao’s consciousness instantly returned to his body, even blushing a little. But he quickly adjusted his mindset and teleported his real body to the fifth floor, speaking through two open doors: "Lan Jiwan, are you back?"
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