We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 442: Then This Consort Will Use the Remaining Half of Her Life and Keep Searching

Inside the sleeping palace.

Xiao Mo gazed into the woman’s eyes—those peach-blossom eyes, so enchantingly beautiful it bordered on excessive—and for an instant, he found himself uncertain if her words were true.

Yet, a profound feeling stirred within his heart: if even her pronouncements were falsehoods, then the entire world might as well be unreal.

"Does Your Majesty have further inquiries for this consort?"

Bai Ruxue’s tender lips curved into a gentle smile, and she softly posed the question to Xiao Mo.

"Currently, I have no need to ask anything further of you, madam."

Xiao Mo responded with a shake of his head.

He genuinely possessed no pressing questions at this very moment.

As long as she posed no threat to him, nor undertook actions that jeopardized Great Zhou, there remained considerable latitude for navigating many situations.

Furthermore, she was not affiliated with the Yan family, which meant he wouldn't be under constant scrutiny from her.

She had even shown an inclination to assist him in regaining greater authority...

Naturally, this was contingent on her words being entirely truthful.

Therefore, he could not afford to place complete trust in her; at the very least, a measure of three parts vigilance must be maintained.

"This consort has indeed kept matters hidden from Your Majesty, and that is this consort's failing. ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ Moreover, the item this consort entered the palace to retrieve... originally belongs to Your Majesty. These past days, this consort's heart has been plagued with unease."

Bai Ruxue spoke at length.

"Upon securing that item, this consort guarantees—this consort shall offer Your Majesty compensation a thousandfold, even a hundredfold."

"Additionally, this consort has noted Your Majesty's cultivation progress. This consort overheard National Preceptor Jiang remarking that Your Majesty has already achieved the perfected completion of the Qi Refining Realm."

"Although for an emperor in these times to reach Foundation Establishment can be considered exceedingly difficult, if Your Majesty is inclined to trust this consort, this consort can offer assistance."

"You wish to aid my cultivation?" Xiao Mo inquired.

"Indeed."

Bai Ruxue nodded. With a graceful sweep of her fragrant sleeve, she cast a spell formation, creating a barrier that shielded them from the outside world.

Subsequently, Bai Ruxue removed her embroidered shoes and her socks, revealing a pair of delicate feet as pristine and flawless as jade. She then knelt upon the bed.

Her rounded, full hips settled onto her feet. A sheer sleeping gown clung elegantly to her graceful form.

Her hair ornaments had already been removed, and her long, black tresses, reminiscent of a cascading waterfall, flowed down to her waist.

Bathed in the crimson candlelight, the woman was like a snow lotus atop Mount Tianshan—pure and sacred—yet also resembled an epiphyllum flower, possessing a beauty so striking it could steal one's breath.

"Your Majesty, please."

Bai Ruxue extended her pale wrist and gently patted the space on the bed before her.

Xiao Mo knitted his brows. After a moment of contemplation, he too removed his shoes, ascended onto the bed, and took a seat facing Bai Ruxue.

"Next, Your Majesty, I implore you to open your mind and spirit. This consort shall guide a cultivation technique known as the Moonlight Art. This method involves drawing in the essence of the moon and transforming it into spiritual power for Your Majesty. During this process, Your Majesty need do nothing further—simply relax."

As her words concluded, Bai Ruxue slowly closed her eyes.

Xiao Mo likewise closed his eyes.

Bai Ruxue’s soft, slender hands, devoid of any tension, clasped Xiao Mo’s broad palm.

Xiao Mo perceived a surge of pure spiritual power entering his body.

Bai Ruxue’s spiritual power intertwined seamlessly with Xiao Mo’s own, gently expelling all impurities that resided within his spiritual power.

Following the removal of these impurities, Xiao Mo experienced a sensation as though the spiritual channels and apertures within his body had been instantaneously cleared.

It was akin to a wooden barrel brimming with water, but the barrel contained an assortment of mud and stones.

And what Bai Ruxue was undertaking was akin to removing every single stone and all that mud from his barrel—repeatedly filtering the water within.

As Xiao Mo's spiritual power underwent refinement, the experience was extraordinarily pleasant.

Gradually, Xiao Mo's consciousness grew heavier, his head drifting downwards as an overwhelming wave of drowsiness enveloped him.

Ultimately, Xiao Mo's mind succumbed, and he slumped forward.

At this juncture, Bai Ruxue also opened her eyes. Leaning forward, she extended an arm and drew him into her embrace.

Gazing upon the sleeping form cradled in her arms, the affection within Bai Ruxue’s peach-blossom eyes seemed almost ready to overflow.

"Fear not, my husband. This consort shall resolve all matters as swiftly as possible. This consort will not keep my husband waiting for an extended duration."

Bai Ruxue tenderly laid Xiao Mo onto the bed, drew the crimson quilt over him, and then gracefully slipped beneath it herself, positioning herself on her side beside him.

Her body pressed close against her beloved's chest, Bai Ruxue quietly listened to the steady, powerful rhythm of his heartbeat.

It was as if this sound constituted the most beautiful melody she had ever encountered in this lifetime.

“Husband... in this life... this consort shall ensure no one or nothing ever drives us apart again...”

......

Upon the arrival of the next morning.

Gentle sunlight caressed Xiao Mo’s cheek.

Xiao Mo’s eyes fluttered open. The sight of the unfamiliar bed curtains surrounding him sent a jolt of unease through his heart — but then, he recalled he was in Bai Ruxue’s chambers, and a measure of calm returned.

Xiao Mo remembered that the previous night, he and Bai Ruxue had been seated cross-legged upon the bed. She had been refining his spiritual power, and in the end, the sheer comfort of the experience had lulled him into a deep sleep.

Directing his awareness inward, Xiao Mo not only perceived a significant increase in the purity of his spiritual power but also a distinct sense of compression, as if it were no longer at the brim of overflowing. The signs of being full to the point of bursting were gone.

Essentially, until the Foundation Establishment stage next month, he would likely not need to deliberately suppress his spiritual power or avoid cultivation practices for the current period. His Qi Refining Realm could be further solidified, thereby enhancing his prospects for a successful Foundation Establishment by several additional points.

“Your Majesty has awakened.”

Bai Ruxue’s melodious voice resonated from within the room.

Xiao Mo turned his head. Bai Ruxue was positioned at the dressing table, gracefully combing her long, flowing hair.

She was still adorned in the same gossamer gown from the previous night. Her subtly languid yet captivating demeanor gave the impression she had shared His Majesty’s bed the night before.

However, Xiao Mo was aware that nothing physical had transpired between them.

After concluding her grooming, Bai Ruxue donned a pristine, snow-white palace dress and approached the bedside with an air of dignified elegance.

“How does Your Majesty feel?”

“The spiritual power within my body feels considerably more abundant. My gratitude to you, my lady,”

Xiao Mo replied truthfully.

“This is as it should be. While this consort's prowess in sword arts certainly cannot rival that of National Preceptor Jiang, Your Majesty may frequently visit this consort's Hall of Congealed Snow in the future. This consort can continue to refine Your Majesty’s spiritual power.”

Bai Ruxue offered a slight smile and then reached for the garments laid out beside her.

“This consort shall assist Your Majesty with dressing.”

“There is no need to trouble you, my lady. I can manage myself.”

Xiao Mo demurred, sitting up and attending to his own attire.

Once Xiao Mo had risen from the bed, Bai Ruxue subtly bit the tip of her finger. Silently, after expelling the spiritual power and dragon might contained within her blood, she permitted it to fall onto the white bedcloth.

A few drops of fresh blood materialized, spreading and staining the white fabric like a vibrant, blood-red plum blossom.

Xiao Mo understood her intent.

He had spent the night here with her. Despite the absence of any physical intimacy, Empress Dowager Yan would likely not perceive it as such.

Consequently, this blood-marked white cloth was intended for Empress Dowager Yan’s scrutiny.

“I recall National Preceptor Jiang mentioning that the item you sought was something you pursued for a considerable duration?”

Xiao Mo inquired with curiosity.

To be frank, for a cultivator of the middle Three Realms to infiltrate the palace in pursuit of a specific object, and moreover, to agree to become the consort of an emperor who was merely a figurehead — the commitment involved was truly immense.

“Indeed. This consort searched for a very long time.”

Securing the cloth, Bai Ruxue nodded in confirmation.

“Were this consort a mortal, in the parlance of common folk... one might say this consort would have searched for ‘most of a lifetime’...”

Xiao Mo paused for a brief moment.

“And should you never have found it? What then?”

“Never found it...”

Bai Ruxue’s eyes crinkled as a smile graced her lips.

“Then this consort would dedicate the remaining half of her life...”

“To continued searching.”