We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real? Chapter 575: Husband...

“I don’t want an Ascension Realm bought with your life!”

Inside the room, the woman’s soft yet firm voice drifted through the air.

Xiao Mo looked at Gui Junmeng’s serious, stubborn face. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to explain something, but then slowly closed again.

“Junmeng, I’m sorry...” Xiao Mo finally said.

Hearing Xiao Mo’s apology, Gui Junmeng lowered her head softly. Her heart softened all at once, and she felt that what she had just said, and the tone she had used, had perhaps been a little too harsh.

“Xiao Mo... actually, you don’t need to apologize to me.”

A deep trace of self-reproach flashed through Gui Junmeng’s eyes, and her voice was low and gentle.

“I really have been a little angry with you these days, but in my heart, I understand. Everything you did was actually for my own good. I shouldn’t have kept avoiding you, and I shouldn’t have made things difficult for you.”

“And also...”

Gui Junmeng raised her head. A faint blush rose over her cheeks, like peach blossoms first blooming in spring.

“I’ve thought things through by myself these days too. Whether you ever liked me or not, what does that matter? My feelings for you won’t change.”

“And lastly...”

As she spoke, Gui Junmeng slowly lowered her head again, her voice so soft it seemed afraid to disturb something.

“Xiao Mo, do you still remember? You once said—I’m not Jingci...”

“But Xiao Mo...” Gui Junmeng bit her thin lip lightly and looked deeply at him, his figure filling those clear fox eyes. “Jingci and I look exactly alike, and our figures are exactly the same too... If... if it’s possible... you can also treat me as her...”

Looking at Gui Junmeng’s clear eyes, which carried a hint of pleading, Xiao Mo could not help freezing slightly.

Before he knew it, Xiao Mo slowly reached out and gently stroked Gui Junmeng’s long hair, which fell like a waterfall. A gentle smile spread across his lips.

“Junmeng, you are not Jingci, and you don’t need to become Jingci. You are you. And in this world, there is a woman named Gui Junmeng who truly... is very good...”

Hearing Xiao Mo’s words, a faint joy, like a spring creek, quietly flowed open through Gui Junmeng’s heart.

A light blush colored her cheeks, like sunset glow reflected on snow-white paper.

“I... I’ll go out first... You... you rest properly...” Gui Junmeng gently drew her small hand back from Xiao Mo’s palm, shyly lowered her eyes, and turned to leave.

This time, Xiao Mo did not hold her back.

He knew that the relationship between him and Junmeng had finally eased a little.

However, just as Gui Junmeng was about to leave the room, she suddenly stopped and turned around, looking seriously at Xiao Mo.

“Xiao Mo... actually, this world is better with you in it too...”

“So... please don’t do those foolish things again in the future, all right? Can you promise me?”

Xiao Mo looked at those fox eyes, clear as water. His heart stirred slightly, and then he smiled and nodded.

“All right... I promise you.”

Hearing Xiao Mo’s answer, the corners of Gui Junmeng’s lips curved slightly, spreading into a faint, sweet smile.

She turned and walked outside. Her loose Daoist robes brushed lightly over the threshold, and her steps were so light they seemed to tread on clouds.

After Gui Junmeng left, Xiao Mo slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to look out the window.

“I seem to have... promised many things...”

“But the things I’ve promised... it seems I still can’t do any of them...”

He smiled faintly and shook his head, a trace of self-mockery hidden in that smile.

One hour later, Xiao Mo stood and slowly walked out of the room, arriving alone in front of Liu Shui’s courtyard.

He reached out and gently knocked on the door.

“Young Master?”

Liu Shui opened the door. When she saw Young Master Xiao standing outside her home, she was rather surprised.

Young Master had always paid great attention to propriety and rarely came to find her this late at night, unless there truly was something important.

“I apologize for disturbing Miss Liu Shui so late at night.” Xiao Mo bowed, his tone gentle and solemn. “There is a small matter I would like to ask Miss Liu Shui for help with. Might Miss Liu Shui be willing to hear me out?”

...

Half a month quietly passed.

Ever since that conversation between Gui Junmeng and Xiao Mo, she no longer avoided Xiao Mo the way she had before.

The two of them returned to the relationship they had once had, and they were even much closer than before.

Xiao Mo also continued dual practice with Gui Junmeng, staying by her side morning and night.

However, at present, Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng still remained at the level of spiritual-power union.

In truth, Gui Junmeng was now in the Immortal Realm, and Xiao Mo had also entered the middle stage of the Jade Pith Realm. Both sides were fully qualified to proceed to union at the soul level.

It was only because they still had not completed the final step of their wedding ceremony.

Although their Great Daos were very close, they still hovered near and apart, never truly merging.

If they united their souls at this moment, the effect would be quite a bit worse. After all, the first soul-level dual practice was extremely important.

Logically speaking, Xiao Mo should long since have completed that final step of the wedding ceremony with Gui Junmeng.

However, at that time, Xiao Mo’s injuries had not yet healed, and he had even found it difficult to get out of bed, so the matter had been set aside for the time being.

Later, once Xiao Mo’s injuries had improved slightly, Gui Junmeng had fallen into that awkward little conflict with him.

On top of that, Daoist Yunxi had gone to the Human Alliance and had yet to return after so long, so the matter had continued to be delayed.

Of course, the most important reason was still that Xiao Mo had not taken the initiative to bring it up.

And as a girl, Gui Junmeng was naturally even more embarrassed to bring up such a thing first.

After all, although union at the soul level was not direct physical contact, according to the books, the sensations brought about by soul union were almost no different from physical union.

In fact, because it directly touched the soul level, that experience might even be more delicate and subtle.

Gui Junmeng thought that if she were to bring up this matter herself, wouldn’t that plainly show she was full of anticipation for soul union?

That would be far too immodest...

...

“Junmeng—”

One evening, while the last glow of sunset had yet to fully fade, Senior Sister Lin brought several junior sisters to the outside of Gui Junmeng’s courtyard and waved to her from afar.

“Senior sisters, junior sisters, is there something you need?”

Gui Junmeng, who had been meditating with her eyes closed, slowly opened her eyes and asked in puzzlement.

“Stop cultivating for now. Hurry and come into the room with us!”

Senior Sister Lin did not wait for Gui Junmeng to refuse. Together with the junior sisters, she pulled Gui Junmeng into her bedroom.

“Senior Sister Lin... wait...”

Inside the room, Gui Junmeng had not even finished speaking before the sash of her Daoist robe had already been deftly untied by Senior Sister Lin.

That wide Daoist robe slid silently down along her fair, smooth skin, falling to her ankles.

Every time Senior Sister Lin and the others saw Gui Junmeng’s flawless body, they could not help feeling somewhat envious.

After all, Gui Junmeng’s body was too perfect, like a finely carved work of art without the slightest flaw.

But tonight, they clearly did not have the leisure to admire it carefully.

“Quick, dress Junmeng.”

At Senior Sister Lin’s order, several junior sisters swarmed forward and busied themselves around Gui Junmeng, putting that bright red, festive bridal gown on her layer by layer.

Soon, Gui Junmeng was gently pressed down in front of the dressing mirror.

The senior and junior sisters gathered around her, carefully painting a light red bridal makeup onto her face. Every stroke was so soft, as if they feared that one careless mistake would mar that flawless face.

More than an hour later, Gui Junmeng covered herself with the red bridal veil and gracefully walked out of the room.

The red bridal veil covered her sight, making everything around her hazy and indistinct.

Yet she could still clearly sense that Xiao Mo was standing quietly in front of her.

At this moment, how could Gui Junmeng not understand what had happened?

She shyly lowered her head, expectant and nervous in her heart.

“Some time ago, I specially asked Miss Liu Shui to help calculate an auspicious date. Today is the best day.”

Xiao Mo smiled faintly, walked forward, and spoke gently.

“Originally, I was still thinking about whether to wait until Daoist Yunxi returned, but Daoist Yunxi seems unable to free herself for the time being. I also couldn’t very well keep making you wait forever, Junmeng.”

“Junmeng—” Xiao Mo looked at her, his tone sincere and gentle. “Are you willing to complete with me the wedding rite left unfinished that day?”

After a brief silence, Gui Junmeng gently nodded beneath the red bridal veil.

“Then hurry up and begin! It’s already getting late. Don’t delay the bridal chamber!” The moment Senior Sister Lin saw Gui Junmeng nod, she hurried forward with delight and urged them on.

Xiao Mo reached out and took the red silk in Gui Junmeng’s hand, leading her back to the courtyard that had long since been hung full of red lanterns and red silk.

The large red “double happiness” characters on the windows and doors had also been pasted up anew.

The bright, water-clear moonlight fell gently across the festive courtyard. The leaves swaying lightly in the wind seemed to scatter the moonlight across the ground, dyeing the whole courtyard in a faint silver glow.

“First bow, to Heaven and Earth...” Senior Sister Lin’s clear voice drifted through the quiet courtyard and mountain forest.

Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng stood side by side and bowed deeply to Heaven and Earth.

“Second bow, to the honored elders...” Senior Sister Lin called out again.

The other senior and junior sisters hurriedly unfolded three scrolls, then supported them with spell arts, making them hover steadily in midair.

The three scrolls respectively depicted portraits of Tushan Xinhua, Gui Ning, and Daoist Yunxi.

Under Xiao Mo’s gentle guidance, Gui Junmeng slowly turned around and bowed respectfully before the three scrolls.

At the same time, far away at the edge of the sky, Tushan Xinhua, Gui Ning, and Daoist Yunxi all froze slightly.

They raised their heads and looked in the same direction. At almost the same time, gratified smiles curved across their lips.

“Husband and wife, bow to each other...” Senior Sister Lin’s voice grew even more joyful.

Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng turned around, facing each other, and solemnly bowed to one another.

“The rite is complete...”

Senior Sister Lin looked at the newlyweds with satisfaction.

“To the bridal chamber...”

And at that very moment, two brilliant beams of light shot straight into the clouds from the mountain peak, breaking through the heavy night and illuminating the entire night sky.

Dense resonance of the Way rippled ceaselessly through Seeking Immortality Temple, spreading outward ring after ring.

One ethereal immortal note after another sounded leisurely in the heavens, winding like strands of silk and lingering without end.

Three breaths later, those two beams of light slowly drew near each other, and finally merged together.

From this moment on, the Great Daos of the two intertwined and became one.

...

The wedding night, with flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.

Inside the room, Gui Junmeng sat obediently on the red bed, her hands folded in front of her.

Beneath her red sleeves, her slender jade-like fingers hooked together, revealing the young woman’s anticipation and nervousness.

Holding a ceremonial scale rod, Xiao Mo walked forward and gently lifted the red bridal veil from Gui Junmeng’s head.

His wife’s charming, delicate face was displayed before Xiao Mo without the slightest concealment.

Gui Junmeng raised her head slightly and glanced at Xiao Mo, but quickly lowered her eyes again in shyness.

Xiao Mo picked up the spouses’ wine and sat at the head of the bed, handing Gui Junmeng one cup.

Their arms crossed, and they tilted their heads back, drinking the wine in their cups in one swallow.

After they set down the cups, an intimate atmosphere quietly spread through the room.

For a moment, neither of them knew how to speak.

Just as Xiao Mo was thinking of saying something to ease this subtle atmosphere—

He suddenly felt his sleeve being tugged gently.

Xiao Mo turned his head and saw Gui Junmeng pressing her thin lips together. Candlelight and moonlight mingled softly and scattered in fine fragments over the woman’s curved, upturned lashes.

“Before, we always stopped at spiritual-power union. Today... perhaps we can... go one step further...” Gui Junmeng’s cheeks were red as she spoke softly, one word at a time.

“That is indeed so,” Xiao Mo replied, his tone also carrying nervousness. “Then Junmeng, shall we try?”

“Mm...” Gui Junmeng nodded softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum.

The bed curtains were lowered. Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng each removed their outer garments, leaving only a thin inner layer on their bodies.

The two sat facing each other cross-legged on the bed, their palms pressed together.

Warm spiritual power slowly flowed through their palms, silently pouring into each other’s bodies.

In the next moment, Xiao Mo silently recited the incantation in his heart. The long river of yin and yang slowly condensed around him, black and white streams of light flowing like rippling water as they gently wrapped around them both.

Immediately after, one white and one black beam of spiritual light leapt out from above their heads, transforming into two palm-sized Nascent Souls whose appearances were identical to Xiao Mo and Gui Junmeng.

Xiao Mo’s Nascent Soul stepped forward and reached out, gently untying the slender sash at her waist.

Gui Junmeng’s Nascent Soul lowered her head slightly, a faint blush rising over her cheeks. She leaned into Xiao Mo’s Nascent Soul’s embrace, allowing his large hand to slowly wrap around her slender waist.

On the bed, Gui Junmeng’s physical body had already gone completely red, like a ripened strawberry, vivid and tender, as if a light pinch would make sweet juice seep out.

The moment her Nascent Soul was touched by Xiao Mo, to Gui Junmeng, that sensation was no different from her own body being caressed by his hand.

That delicate, vivid touch spread inch by inch through Gui Junmeng’s entire body.

The two Nascent Souls gazed deeply at one another, slowly drawing closer. Their breaths mingled, their gazes entwined, weaving into a soft net of lingering tenderness.

“Mm...”

Gui Junmeng’s red lips parted slightly, and a soft hum slipped out.

Her physical body breathed faster and faster. Her body could not help tensing, and her chest trembled lightly with each rise and fall of her breath.

She lifted her eyes slightly. Those watery fox eyes looked at him timidly, and her voice was as soft as wind brushing over zither strings.

“Hus... Husband...”

“Be... be gentle...”