"Then be gentle, you're hurting me."
The junior nephew's sword ultimately pierced deeply into the senior aunt's body. This was the so-called method of using the Qing Ming Sword as a medium, injecting spiritual energy, and Yun Ming's divine sense also followed, entering… Bai Xian's consciousness fell into a temporary blank.
Within the Sea of Consciousness, the two people, whose bloodlines were intertwined, quickly saw the massive and dense mass of 雜念, almost solidified, a dark red sphere wriggling.
Tentacles extended from the sphere in all directions, clearly already occupying the entire Sea of Consciousness.
Without a word, Yun Ming transformed spiritual energy into a sword and heavily struck it.
Unfortunately, it only dented slightly, quickly returning to its original state, like falling into a pool of stagnant water, without the slightest ripple. "I'll use more force, can Senior Aunt endure it?"
Yun Ming's transparent figure held the sword, looking at the expressionless Senior Aunt within the phantom. This was his first time entering someone else's Sea of Consciousness.
The basic requirement to enter the Yun Zhuan Realm was a spiritual transformation, opening up the Sea of Consciousness, only then could one control objects with their will and manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Of course, now it was with Aether.
Bai Xian nodded. Although she wasn't in a hurry to deal with this mass of 雜念, it was still a kind gesture from Yun'er.
Besides, with Yun'er's meager spiritual power…
Did he really think he could hurt her?
"Ugh…"
"You rebellious disciple! Be gentle…"
The female avatar cried out in pain, stumbling and almost falling to her knees. That mass of 雜念 was now partially entangled with her consciousness.
And this Sea of Consciousness was also permeated by Aether.
Now, with spiritual power entering, it was like lighting oil on fire, instantly flaring up.
Yun Ming ignored her cries. He also noticed that this mass of 雜念 had begun to infiltrate Senior Aunt's will.
He could guess what had happened.
Senior Aunt fainting these past few days was probably due to her actively contacting the consciousness and matter within the mass of 雜念 for analysis, and the result was—
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.
She was being inversely eroded.
Otherwise, with her strength, she would still be able to suppress the influence of the mass of 雜念, unlike her current state.
He couldn't let this guy mess around anymore.
How many years until he dies?
Yun Ming was somewhat annoyed. Fortunately, he came to investigate today, otherwise, he wouldn't know how long he would have been kept in the dark.
He decided to strike in one go and directly sever those entangled tentacles.
"Senior Aunt, you said I was messing around earlier, yet you directly used your divine sense to research this 雜念, you're crazy… It seems we truly aren't from the same family, nor do we enter the same door!"
Yun Ming roared, and the Qing Ming Sword outside instantly vanished, reappearing above the Sea of Consciousness.
Bai Xian clutched her waist. This rebellious disciple was so unrestrained he dared to scold her. She had her own purpose in connecting with this 雜念.
But now, Yun Ming probably wouldn't listen.
Never mind, letting him clean it up was good anyway, to prevent her divine sense from being disturbed by other people's memories… Thinking about it, she'd probably have to let him enter her Sea of Consciousness often in the future, to be completely open with each other.
"Yun Kui is like me, ten thousand swords return to the sect!"
With a command, the spell formed itself.
Even Yun Ming's own divine sense merged into the Qing Ming Sword, carrying immense spiritual energy, and slashed towards the tentacles of the mass of 雜念.
In an instant, heaven and earth became one color.
Wherever the sword's edge reached, it was irresistible. Those tentacles were severed inch by inch, shrinking back into the mass of 雜念, returning to their original form.
After a long while, the sword energy extinguished.
Bai Xian clutched her head and struggled to open her eyes, her head throbbing, unable to exert any strength in her entire body.
Yet, after Yun Ming finished slashing, he immediately fell asleep.
He was pressing down on her, making her unable to move for a while.
"Zhi Mo, help your junior brother up."
"Yes, Junior Senior Aunt."
Xu Zhimo had been guarding for a long time. There were only the three of them in the entire Scripture Pavilion. When he came, he wondered if he would disturb Senior Aunt and Junior Brother's private time.
But he didn't expect… He looked worriedly, helping Yun Ming regulate his somewhat chaotic aura, but it was only chaotic and weak, nothing serious.
However, Junior Brother could never be judged by ordinary standards.
Xu Zhimo was still uneasy and cast an inquiring glance at Bai Xian.
"Junior Brother, he…?"
"He? He's fine, of course, but he nearly tormented me to death… This rebellious disciple directly enlarged himself inside my body, is he really not afraid I'll die suddenly?"
Although Bai Xian's words were harsh, her gaze towards Yun Ming ultimately revealed a hint of helplessness and doting.
That silly boy, besides knowing how to swing his broken sword, couldn't learn anything else well, but he said that just knowing how to swing a sword was enough.
For other matters, having Senior Aunt and Master was enough.
He said he would use the sword in his hand to protect everyone on Yun Kui Mountain, and then… he just wanted to be a slacker sect leader who ate and waited to die.
Tsk, what chuunibyou talk, and he's lived an extra life.
A piece of rotten wood.
"He's fine?"
Xu Zhimo breathed a sigh of relief, muttering subconsciously.
"That's good, that's good…"
"What's so good? Is it fun to see me being tormented?"
"Uh… I mean, if Junior Brother had an accident, wouldn't you lose your fun, Senior Aunt? And I'm still counting on Junior Brother to make it big in the future and cover for me~"
Xu Zhimo chose only the most pleasant words, behaving extremely obediently in front of Senior Aunt. Who knew what he was tormented into when he was a child by Senior Aunt?
The skill of tormenting junior brothers was also passed down in their lineage.
But to be honest, it was his first time seeing Senior Aunt show that kind of expression.
In the past, Senior Aunt, though kind to others, would reveal an indescribable coldness if one got close, like an emotionless machine.
Master said that Senior had once lost her memories and five senses… Xu Zhimo immediately understood the deeper meaning.
He was very secretive about it.
Thereafter, he was filled with respect for Junior Senior Aunt, which made Bai Xian lose her fun. Fortunately, Yun Ming filled that void.
But seriously speaking…
To tease in various ways, is that something an emotionless person would do to a junior?
Xu Zhimo wasn't sure. He only knew that Junior Brother was indeed special to Senior Aunt Bai Xian.
"Has Xuan Mingzi not returned yet?"
"Master said he'd be here soon and told you to definitely hold on, those were his exact words."
Pfft~
Bai Xian chuckled, stretching her waist and loosening her joints.
"Little Xuanzi is quite sensible, still as filial as before, unlike your junior brother~"
"He only hurts me."
"…"