Chapter 967 - 953: Their Empathy

In that instant when Su Muyao embraced him, Jing Chu dared not move, his entire body rigid with tension.

With her so close, he could not only smell the captivating sweetness of her scent but also feel the heat radiating from her body.

Jing Chu’s Adam’s apple gently bobbed as he tried to suppress, yet failed to quench, the innate desire he felt for her.

His gaze fell upon her, his eyes tracing her form over and over again.

Moreover, at this moment, she was entwined with him, her thoughts stirring and the surging waves of emotion hard to restrain, let alone suppress.

"Wife..."

Jing Chu softly called out to Su Muyao, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Her softness pressed against him, urging him to crave more, to desire more.

Jing Chu gently touched her cheek, finding it warm to the touch.

At this moment, she seemed dazed with heat.

Moreover, her fragrance was becoming increasingly intense.

"Jing Chu, you’re so cool."

Su Muyao’s fingers couldn’t help but rest on his chest, the coolness upon contact incredibly soothing.

Jing Chu’s throat worked heavily as he grabbed Su Muyao’s hand, preventing her from continuing her mischief.

His body was already taut to the extreme; should she continue, he would lose control.

It felt as if his body was being teased into entering a rut.

Suddenly, Jing Chu’s expression shifted, and he whispered, "Wife, could it be that you’ve entered your heat cycle?"

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be acting this way.

The fragrant pheromones wouldn’t be this strong, strong enough to almost induce his rut prematurely.

Jing Chu held her close, gently patting her back to help soothe the feverish heat.

Without her consent, Jing Chu wouldn’t act while she was not in her right mind.

Even though he himself was not feeling well at the moment.

Su Muyao, tormented by the scorching heat, kept clinging to Jing Chu, yet found him remaining stoic.

Such admirable self-control.

Confused, she asked the system, "System, what’s happening to me?"

She recalled that even during a heat cycle, it wasn’t supposed to be like this.

The system explained, "Host, you are indeed in this phase, but perhaps due to intense emotional fluctuations you experienced earlier, combined with previous suppressions by this place’s Great Dao Rules affecting your body, it has caused some disarray, making this heat cycle come on fiercely."

"It’s as if the previously suppressed elements by the Great Dao Rules were suddenly unleashed, making your body unaccustomed and potentially needing balance through yin and yang harmony."

"After achieving balance, your body’s suppressed Wood Element Ability might even recover."

"It’s uncertain if just Jing Chu alone can help balance it out..."

Listening to this, Su Muyao roughly understood what was happening.

It was as if after entering the Divine Domain Fragment, her body was compressed like a spring, and upon release, it rebounded with force.

A balance was needed to return to normalcy.

Hence, this heat cycle was somewhat unique, unlike before.

Su Muyao’s face flushed deeper.

She clung tightly to Jing Chu’s garments for support.

Finding herself so weakened, as though melting into a puddle.

"Jing Chu, I..."

Su Muyao wanted to confess her heat cycle but felt too bashful to voice it.

After all, this was Jing Chu, not Wen Nanxi.

She and Jing Chu had never formed a Contract alone.

Even though he and Wen Nanxi were one and the same, she knew they were still different.

Jing Chu gazed at Su Muyao; her inherent beauty now heightened with flushed cheeks, as if painted with alluring rouge, her pure charm enticingly captivating, drawing others in.

The fresh scent emanating from her was undeniably alluring to him.

Those exquisitely beautiful eyes, mist-laden, left his heart in chaos.

He lightly brushed through Su Muyao’s hair, a storm of emotions reflected in his artistic brows, rasping, "Wife, tell me."

Tell him what she needed.

Tell him what she wanted him to do.

Though she tormented him, he was on the brink, his body strung tight.

But he understood, he wasn’t Wen Nanxi, unable to act without restraint.

He needed to know she truly needed him before he could do anything.

"It’s... it’s the heat cycle..."

Su Muyao was nearly beyond reason.

"This time, the heat cycle is different, a bit special, I might lose my sanity, I..."

She didn’t know what she might do.

Feeling as if an inferno was consuming her, she inexplicably wanted to tear apart Jing Chu’s clothes.

But how could she possibly do that?

Upon hearing these words, Jing Chu’s heartbeat accelerated wildly, he looked down at Su Muyao’s lips, increasingly parched.

"Don’t worry, Wife, I’m here; whatever you need me to do, tell me."

"Do you need me, Wife?"

Su Muyao knew there was just a thin veil between them, needing to be pierced.

Su Muyao earnestly nodded, "Yes, I need you, Jing Chu, I need you."

When she spoke, her voice was tinged with a shattered tone, extremely thirsty.

"I’m so hot, so thirsty, I want water."

Jing Chu gently pushed aside her hair, cradling her, lowered his lips to hers, "It’ll be alright soon, you don’t need water."

When Jing Chu touched her lips, his were cool at first, but soon, his breath turned feverish and untamed.

At this moment, the free-spirited allure of Jing Chu was gone, as if an Immortal drawn into the mortal world by her hand, his ascetic nature dissolved, revealing another side of him.

Jing Chu treated her with utmost tenderness.

Yet such tenderness was excruciatingly cruel, "Jing Chu, I’m still so hot..."

Frantically, she started tugging at Jing Chu’s clothes.

Jing Chu was nearly speechless, entangled by her aura, it took great self-restraint to not indulge, fearing he might hurt her.

But with her like this, maintaining reason was impossible.

"Wife, I... I’ll lose control."

Using all his will, Jing Chu restrained Su Muyao’s hands, trying to stop her from acting recklessly.

He didn’t want her to have a bad experience.

Any further and he might revert to his true form.

Females typically dislike Contracting in a snake beastman’s original form.

And what would become of emotions and yearning spanning ten thousand years, Jing Chu couldn’t be certain himself.

Su Muyao’s eyes brimmed with mist, "But I’m so hot."

Unbeknownst to herself, her voice was already rough from speaking.

"What if I take you to the pool to cool off, would that be alright?"

Feeling the raging heat within her, she feared hurting Jing Chu.

"Yes, let’s go to the pool."

Jing Chu carried Su Muyao straight into the pool.

Simultaneously, he set up a Barrier around them, ensuring no one would disturb them.

...

Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Temple, Wen Nanxi felt the surging emotions and boiling blood within, his expression changing.

"This is..."

Even though emotions were sealed by Divine Blood, the memories remained, so Wen Nanxi understood the reason for this change.

"Shared emotions!"

Such overwhelming emotions were driving the shared sensation.

Snake Baby Wen Chengyan was listening to his Papa relay the legacy memories and cultivation methods of the Beast God when he suddenly sensed something amiss, revealing a puzzled expression, "Papa, what’s wrong? You seem very hot."