Chapter 878: Just Chatting Under the Covers

Chapter 878: Chapter 878: Just Chatting Under the Covers

"What ability?"

"I can enter other people’s dreams and even observe their past memories within them."

Cheng Lanxin replied.

Yang Cheng was shocked in his heart; he hadn’t expected Cheng Lanxin to be able to use this power. If someone had guided her, she might not have died becoming a cultivator.

"Madam Cheng, I’ve entered the Illusion Realm today hoping you could help me. Since the previous host of the Rabbit Source Qi was you, a remnant soul resides within it. Without establishing contact, there’s no way to extract the Rabbit Source Qi from Jiang Yu’s body."

"What do I need to do?"

Yang Cheng spoke somewhat awkwardly, "We need to... dual cultivate in the Illusion Realm."

As soon as the words fell, the woman’s expression changed instantly. She stepped back, eyes full of vigilance and anger.

"What did you say?"

"I know this request is excessive, but it’s the only way."

Yang Cheng quickly explained, "The memory recall of Source Energy constructs the Illusion Realm based on you. Only with your active cooperation can we dismantle its defenses."

"Impossible!"

The woman refused outright, her voice tinged with anger, "I’m a married woman; how can I do such things with you?"

"But this isn’t real; it’s merely an Illusion Realm, and you’re just a remnant soul. After the treatment, you’ll dissipate, and no one will know what happened."

Yang Cheng patiently tried to persuade her, knowing he couldn’t force this matter and could only let her come to terms with it herself.

Just then, the Illusion Realm began to blur, and Yang Cheng sensed his consciousness being pulled out.

Knowing time was limited, he wanted to linger a bit longer in the Illusion Realm. He stepped forward, reaching out to grasp Cheng Lanxin’s wrist.

She gasped in surprise, struggling to shake him off, but Yang Cheng held tight, making it impossible for her to break free.

"Let go of me! You rogue!"

"I’m sorry, Madam, there’s no time. I can only do this."

With that, Yang Cheng pulled her into his embrace, leaning down to kiss her lips.

Cheng Lanxin’s body stiffened suddenly and then began to struggle vehemently, but Yang Cheng’s strength was overwhelming, making it impossible for her to escape.

Just as their lips were about to touch, the Illusion Realm suddenly shattered, abruptly pulling Yang Cheng’s consciousness back to reality.

He opened his eyes, gasping for breath, the soft feeling on his lips still lingering.

Thinking a kiss would allow them to stay longer in the Illusion Realm, he hadn’t expected to be kicked out as soon as the time was up.

If the two had engaged in relations, would they really need to stop halfway and wait to re-enter the Illusion Realm to continue?

At this moment, Jiang Yu let out a soft hum from the bed, slowly opening her eyes to see Yang Cheng watching her, with a slight smile on her lips.

"Brother Chen, was everything smooth?"

Yang Cheng shook his head dejectedly, letting out a sigh, "Your mom won’t cooperate."

"Mom is so gentle, how could she?"

Jiang Yu was puzzled, unable to comprehend why.

"Yu, I won’t hide it from you, actually connecting with the source contact happens by engaging in relations within the Illusion Realm, but your mother refuses, and I have no other solution."

Jiang Yu was very surprised, but she knew Yang Cheng wouldn’t lie, and said helplessly, "Mom and Dad have a good relationship, it’s not surprising she would refuse."

"I understand your mother wants to maintain purity, but life is more important than a woman’s chastity, especially since it’s just in the Illusion Realm, merely like a dream."

Yang Cheng was somewhat anxious; tomorrow was Yin Day, and if Cheng Lanxin still wouldn’t cooperate, the treatment would be delayed again; he didn’t have that much time to waste.

"Why don’t you get to know my mother first, and when you enter the Illusion Realm next time, you can just have a chat, otherwise it’s too abrupt for her to accept."

Jiang Yu thought for a moment and said, "Mom has a small heart-shaped birthmark on the inside of her right wrist one wouldn’t notice without looking closely. When I was little, I often touched it; mom said it’s God’s mark for her to find me in the next life."

Yang Cheng felt moved and remembered this information firmly.

Then Jiang Yu recounted interesting stories from her parents’ dating days, and the two of them chatted lying in bed until Jiang Yu’s stomach started to rumble.

"Hungry?"

Yang Cheng asked with a smile.

Jiang Yu nodded embarrassedly.

"I’ll get you some food."

Yang Cheng got up and left the room, running into Feng Jiuge.

"Are you hiding in the room with Jiang Yu during the day doing something bad?"

Feng Jiuge questioned, her jade arms already climbing around Yang Cheng’s neck.

"We were just chatting; you can join us."

Yang Cheng hugged her waist, immediately taking in her fragrant scent.

"I should show that young lady what love between a man and a woman is like, lest during dual cultivation, she’s too inexperienced to cooperate with you."

Feng Jiuge’s breath was orchid-like, having spent last night alone in solitude almost unbearable.

"You’re overthinking it; Yu learns quickly. I taught her last night."

Yang Cheng admitted candidly, directly holding her as he walked downstairs.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuge felt a bit uncomfortable, realizing they hadn’t been idling but hand-in-hand instructing.

"Surely you won’t spend tonight with her too?"

"I’ll sleep with you."

Yang Cheng declared without hesitation.

Though Jiang Yu had been attentive, he hadn’t felt fully satisfied, still preferring the fervent passion with Feng Jiuge.

"That’s more like it."

Feng Jiuge smiled, holding his neck and giving him several pecks on the lips.

As night fell, Yang Cheng greeted Jiang Yu, returning to the room with Feng Jiuge.

Jiang Yu had just closed her eyes to sleep when she heard the seductive moans of a woman from the next room.

"Ah, ah, ah... junior brother, you’re too vigorous... I’m being exhausted by you!"

"So good... husband, you’re amazing!"

Feng Jiuge sometimes called him junior brother, sometimes husband, her voice penetrating.

Jiang Yu pulled the covers over her head, huffing, "Moaning so wantonly, how can anyone sleep!"

She felt Feng Jiuge was intentionally being loud for her to hear, but she couldn’t intervene.

Restlessly turning in bed, unable to sleep, Jiang Yu got up, went to the wall, pressed her ear against it, making out what positions they were using.

Listening to their passionate sounds, Jiang Yu felt a surge of desire rise within herself; she lifted her skirt, thrusting her hand inside, trying to soothe herself.

A tingling sensation spread through her body, she closed her eyes, imagining Yang Cheng holding her waist, fiercely advancing.

In the neighboring room, Feng Jiuge let out a scream, her body trembling violently, reaching a peak, her soft bosom undulating constantly, twisting like a water snake.

"Senior sister, you’re too wanton, you’ve drenched the sheets."

Yang Cheng panted, biting her earlobe.