My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 146 - 131 Im Not Worthy of You
Chapter 146: Chapter 131 I’m Not Worthy of You
Chapter 146: Chapter 131 I’m Not Worthy of You
Zhao Rong maintained the unadorned Fist Stance, silently still for a moment.
The next second,
the corners of his mouth hooked up, and he abruptly withdrew his fists.
In the darkness.
The young man smiled silently.
At this moment, Zhao Rong only felt an all-over comfort and agility in his limbs.
He extinguished the incense, opening the window.
A gentle breeze blew in.
Refreshed and clear-headed.
Zhao Rong suddenly looked down at his body, his nostrils moving slightly.
There was none of the filth and congealed blood on his body as described in the storybooks after completing a Washing Marrow.
It was just the strong smell of sweat that had soaked through his white undershirt.
Indeed, all of that was just deceitful.
Zhao Rong shook his head.
He went to fetch water, cleaning the sweat and grime from his body, and changed into a clean set of clothes.
Afterwards, he couldn’t help but go to the center of the room and practice a few more Fist Stances.
Now, Zhao Rong felt an unprecedented smoothness in his movements.
Fifty-two days.
Since his last breakthrough to the Clear Void Stage after witnessing that punch in Great Wei, until the shaking of his garments tonight.
It had only taken him fifty-two days.
Initially, Gui had estimated that it would take him a year to remain in the Clear Void Stage.
But the result,
due to the excellent physical foundation laid by Liu Sanbian previously, and Zhao Rong’s own consistent, steady dedication along with practicing every day on the road, plus being gifted one of the top auxiliary items of the Ascending Realm, Qi Nan agarwood, by Lin Wenruo,
allowed him to shorten the duration to one-fifth, making the breakthrough tonight in one fell swoop.
Fifty-two days, probably the pace of some slightly less gifted geniuses talked about by some people…
Zhao Rong grinned.
He blinked a few times and softly called out to Gui several times in his heart.
But the Sword Spirit probably knew what he was about to do and ignored him.
Zhao Rong didn’t mind it.
He clenched his fists, feeling his own strength.
After completing the Washing Marrow, he had reached the state of “Inner Strength Divine Courage” in the “Ant Ascending Heaven Technique.”
A divine strength grew from his bones, enhancing his power over a long period.
His arms, wrists, fingers, and palms were extraordinary. When he exerted them with intention, they became hard as iron and stone, and he could pierce through a bull’s belly with his fingers, or sever a bull’s head with the side of his palm.
Suddenly.
Zhao Rong glanced at the night outside the window, thought for a moment, and stepped out of the door.
In the neighboring guest room.
Zhao Rong tiptoed into the room; well, it wasn’t really sneaking since he had the key.
He approached Su Xiaoxiao’s bedside.
Sat down.
And gazed at the sleeping beauty under the moonlight.
He couldn’t help but reach out his ‘devil’s claw.’
Su Xiaoxiao’s breath quickened.
And the next second, she was awakened by the discomfort.
Because she found it difficult to breathe.
With a flick of her Jade Hand, the hand Zhao Rong was using to pinch her nose swiftly withdrew.
“What are you doing, Zhao Lang?”
As soon as Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she saw Zhao Rong’s face close at hand.
She propped herself up slightly, clutching the blanket with both hands, rubbing her sleepy eyes in a lazy posture, yet her lips were pursed in annoyance.
“Hmm, you’re bullying me again. Stop it, come to bed quickly, we need to go find Grandma tomorrow~”
Zhao Rong climbed into bed, lying on his side next to her, his voice excited, “Sleep later, first help me, put your hand…”
Zhao Rong’s words halted midway.
Because the young girl had already bowed her head to untie his belt.
Su Xiaoxiao leaned forward, her hair askew, exhaling lightly, then biting her lip, she skillfully helped him with the belt.
In the vague moonlight, the blush on the beauty’s cheek could not be discerned.
She murmured softly, “You’re still like a child, so hasty…”
“……” Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong quickly pressed down her Jade Hand, chastising with righteous indignation: “Why do you always think of all sorts of messy things!”
Su Xiaoxiao lifted her head gently, tilting it as she looked at Zhao Rong.
Even in the darkness, Zhao Rong could feel her teasing and somewhat narrow gaze.
“So, who’s the bad guy who taught me this mess?”
Zhao Rong’s face turned red, and he coughed twice.
“That, may I borrow your hand?”
Having said that, Zhao Rong then grabbed the wrists of her delicate hands.
He lunged forward and pinned Su Xiaoxiao down.
A fresh and slightly milky scent hit him, warm and comforting.
But Zhao Rong didn’t pay much attention to it, after all, he smelled it every day in his arms.
At this moment, Su Xiaoxiao’s hands were pressed by Zhao Rong on either side of her head on the bed.
“Come on, struggle a bit.”
Su Xiaoxiao blinked but didn’t move.
Zhao Rong spoke seriously, “Just pretend I’m a bad guy, about to take advantage of you, and you vow not to submit.”
“What are you trying to do?”
“Hurry up, use your strength.”
“Um, Xiaoxiao is afraid of hurting you.”
“Stop talking nonsense, just push harder.”
“So, I should use my strength now?”
“Hurry up.”
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The room, and the bed, fell quiet for a moment.
Still with the man on top, and the woman below.
“Eh.”
Su Xiaoxiao’s beautiful eyes slightly opened.
“Hehe,” Zhao Rong did not release the beauty beneath him; instead, he lowered his head, foreheads touching, gazed at her clean, bright eyes with a ferocious look, and spoke in a menacing tone, “See if you dare to overpower me again, foolish girl. If you don’t listen to this young master in the future, I’ll beat you up!”
Su Xiaoxiao was startled, blinking her eyes.
She watched Zhao Rong’s expression.
After a short while.
Suddenly, she snickered.
Zhao Rong’s face couldn’t quite maintain its composure, “Laughing at what, be careful or this young master will show no mercy…”
He didn’t finish his sentence.
Because it was already interrupted by a certain woman suddenly tilting up his chin to block his words.
Zhao Rong was taken aback.
Su Xiaoxiao’s neck was as elegant as a swan’s.
She initiated a taste of her lover’s honeyed water.
Not long after.
The two separated.
Su Xiaoxiao lay in Zhao Rong’s arms, gently touching his face, her gaze tender.
Zhao Rong, how can you be so adorable.
“Zhao Rong,” she said in a soft, wooly voice.
“Hmm?”
“I’m planning to give Grandma the Heavenly Immortal Cave Clothes you gave me, along with the Ascending poetry collection from Great Wei that you gave me when I first took you there. I can’t go empty-handed.”
Zhao Rong looked down at Su Xiaoxiao.
She seemed to be thinking of something, silly smiling to herself.
“That’s fine, if it’s not enough, I’ll add more,” he said.
“It’s enough, it’s enough. Grandma will like it.”
In the darkness, Zhao Rong’s face showed some hesitation as he faltered:
“Baby, there’s something I want to discuss with you…”
“What is it?”
Zhao Rong bit his lip decisively, looked down at Su Xiaoxiao cradled in his arms, and said earnestly:
“Actually, I think it’s not quite appropriate for me to meet your grandma now.”
Su Xiaoxiao became anxious at once.
“Why isn’t it appropriate? I like you, you like me, Grandma isn’t the kind of person who looks down on others. As long as I’m happy, and you’re not a bad person, she will support us. Everything will fall into place, it’s perfectly suitable… Zhao Rong, don’t scare Xiaoxiao.”
“No, it’s not appropriate,” Zhao Rong whispered softly.
He stretched out his hand to cup Su Xiaoxiao’s lovely face, saw that she was already on the verge of tears, and quickly used his thumb to rub her teary eyes, but his tone remained firm:
“Silly girl, it’s because I can’t overcome the hurdle in my heart. I, as I am now, do not deserve you.”
“Right now, my cultivation isn’t as high as yours, and I don’t have much of a remarkable family background. Aside from being extremely intelligent and handsome—well, who doesn’t know that—but beyond these two traits, I’ve got nothing substantial to show.”
“…” Su Xiaoxiao.
