253: Consolidate the Nascent Soul?

Lin Feng felt the slight trembling of the delicate body in his arms, and the beautiful eyes, misty with water vapor, filled with endless confusion and dependence; a faint arc curved at the corner of his mouth.

He lowered his head, leaned close to her translucent ear, and his warm breath quickly dyed the small earlobe a captivating shade of pink.

"What do you think?"

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of playful amusement, "Heavenly Spiritual Root Nascent Soul, Phoenix manifestation. Martial Niece Song, you are now the person with the best Aptitude in our Falling Cloud Sect, and even in the entire Southern Heaven, for thousands of years."

These words, like a warm current, instantly dispelled the last trace of unease in Song Yu's heart.

It was a success!

She had truly succeeded!

Overwhelming joy engulfed her like a tide. Subconsciously, she wanted to struggle free and find her clothes.

But as soon as she moved, Lin Feng's arms showed no sign of loosening; instead, he held her even tighter.

"Elder?"

Song Yu's movement stiffened, and the blush that had just faded from her face quietly reappeared.

"Don't move."

Lin Feng's tone suddenly became a few shades more serious, "You've just had a Breakthrough; your Realm is unstable, and your Foundation is not firm. Especially since you forcibly broke through using external power like mine, your newborn Nascent Soul and Physical Body have not yet perfectly integrated. If you don't consolidate it in time, at best your cultivation will fall; at worst, it will leave permanent Dao injuries, affecting your future cultivation."

Hearing this, Song Yu's joy was immediately replaced by a wave of nervousness.

She quickly looked inward and indeed found that although the magical power in her body was vast, it was like scattered sand, operating quite sluggishly and completely unable to be controlled freely.

"Then... what should I do?" Song Yu asked anxiously, her voice carrying a hint of imperceptible dependence and panic.

Lin Feng looked at her bewildered appearance, secretly amused, but his face remained solemn.

"It's simple, I will help you stabilize your cultivation."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over her completely uncovered, exquisite jade-like body, and continued in an unquestionable tone.

"However, this process still cannot be done with clothes on."

"Ah?"

Song Yu was stunned again.

She had to... continue like this?

She had thought that once the Breakthrough was successful, this embarrassing "guidance" would be over.

Subconsciously, she wanted to decline, but meeting Lin Feng's deep eyes, she found herself unable to utter a single word.

"Your newborn Nascent Soul is like a newborn infant right now; for your Physical Body, it is still an 'external object'. It needs time to adapt, to fuse."

"And your Heavenly Spiritual Root Physique is currently spontaneously rejecting all Impurities outside the Nascent Soul. Any magical robes or Spiritual Artifacts will be considered 'Impurities', thereby interfering with the Fusion process of the Nascent Soul and Physical Body, and may even cause a backlash of spiritual power."

"Therefore, I need to use the purest Origin spiritual power to directly guide your Nascent Soul to circulate through the major Meridians and acupoints around your body forty-nine times, allowing it to completely familiarize itself with and control this body. There can be no obstruction during this process."

His explanation was clear and logical, leaving Song Yu no reason to refute.

She could only shyly lower her head, burying her burning cheeks in his firm chest, and responded in a voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"...I leave it all to Elder."

Seeing her finally comply, a smug smile flashed in Lin Feng's eyes.

He said no more, holding Song Yu's soft and delicate body, slowly lying down on the cold meditation cushion, letting her lie prone on his chest.

The sudden change in posture made Song Yu gasp. Her hands subconsciously pressed against Lin Feng's chest, wanting to prop herself up.

But Lin Feng held her shoulders, making her unable to move.

"Don't get distracted, it's starting."

His warm large hand once again pressed against her smooth and delicate jade-like back.

Unlike before, this time, his palm carried a gentle and peaceful, yet vast and boundless life Qi.

That power slowly flowed along her Meridians. Wherever it passed, the turbulent spiritual power was instantly smoothed, and the unstable Realm began to solidify.

Song Yu's body gradually relaxed, immersing herself in the wondrous feeling of her cultivation rapidly stabilizing.

However, Lin Feng's hands began to become less "obedient."

"This is the 'Heavenly Ancestor Acupoint,' which governs the Qi and blood of the upper body and needs to be properly cleared."

As he spoke, he gently massaged below her shoulder blade with his fingers, occasionally brushing against her tender armpit, causing a series of heart-pounding shivers in Song Yu.

"This is the 'Gate of Life Acupoint,' the Foundation of Origin Qi; there must be no slightest blockage."

His hand slowly slid down the elegant curve of her spine, reaching her slender waist, which was too delicate to grasp, and gently circled in the hollow of her lower back.

Song Yu's breathing was completely in disarray.

She could clearly feel that every word Lin Feng spoke was earnest, but his actions always skirted the edge of "clearing Meridians," engaging in various dangerous probes.

She was so embarrassed she wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but the comfortable feeling from her body and her rapidly stabilizing cultivation made her unable to refuse.

"Very good, just like this, Qi follows the heart..."

Lin Feng's voice, as if carrying a hypnotic power, whispered in Song Yu's ear.

And his mischievous large hand had already quietly crossed the boundary of her waist, reaching the perky and rounded curve above.

"This is the 'Huantiao Acupoint,' which concerns the hundred Meridians of the lower limbs and is most important."

He said it seriously, but his palm gently kneaded that astonishingly soft and elastic area.

"Boom!"

Song Yu felt her brain buzz, completely losing the ability to think.

She could only bite her lower lip tightly, burying her face deeper, letting that unfamiliar sensation sweep through her entire body, dragging her into an endless vortex.

She didn't know how long passed. When she felt she was almost suffocating, Lin Feng's voice sounded again.

"Alright, forty-nine cycles are complete; your cultivation is thoroughly stable."

As his voice fell, the power that had engulfed her receded like a tide.

Lin Feng slowly sat up, gently helping the already limp beauty in his arms upright, seating her back on the meditation cushion.

Song Yu was weak all over, panting heavily. Her fair skin was covered with captivating blushes, and her clear eyes were now shimmering with water, so hazy they seemed to drip.

She subconsciously curled her body, wanting to cover the springtime beauty of her form.

Just then, a light blue long robe, carrying a faint body temperature, descended from above, gently covering her body.

"Go put on your clothes."

Lin Feng's voice returned to its usual gentleness, as if everything that had happened was just an enchanting dream.

He stood up, turning his back to Song Yu, and slowly walked towards the door of the quiet room, seemingly wanting to give her space to compose herself.

Song Yu tightly clutched Lin Feng's long robe, which still carried his scent. Her mind was blank as she stared blankly at the departing figure.

For some reason, a sudden, inexplicable panic and reluctance surged from the bottom of her heart.

She almost instinctively blurted out,

"Elder... where are you going?"