Outside the room, Ye Ming looked at the locked door before him. He wanted to reach out and push it open, but his hand froze in mid-air.
Even though they were now separated by just one wall, Ye Ming could completely feel Nangong Qianyu's state of mind because they had cultivated the Yin Yang technique together.
It was a feeling of helpless despair.
"Qianyu... yu!"
Ye Ming called out softly.
However, there was no response.
Ye Ming fell silent for a long time.
"Sigh! It seems I have to take a step ahead!"
Ye Ming closed his eyes, finally making a decision.
If he only wanted to clarify the misunderstanding, Ye Ming had many ways to do it. But in the end, he chose the most extreme one.
It was also something that he and Nangong Qianyu would eventually do.
And now, Ye Ming wanted to do it earlier.
"Qianyu, oh Qianyu! I'm really risking my life this time. If you're not moved for three days and three nights after this is over, see how I deal with you."
After making that decision, Ye Ming cursed internally.
Because that matter would truly put his life on the line.
"Yin Yang Dual Cultivation, Life and Death Shared, Heaven and Earth United, We Shall Merge!"
"Yin Yang Sacred Canon!"
"Rotate!"
As ancient incantations flew from Ye Ming's mouth, time and space around him suddenly froze, and all things in heaven and earth fell silent in that instant.
The next second, strands of mysterious seven-colored energy flew out from within Ye Ming's body, eventually forming a palm-sized, ethereal figure above his head.
To Ye Ming's surprise, this figure was identical to him in both outline and appearance, with no difference whatsoever.
It was as if he were looking at a miniature version of himself.
In fact, that figure was Ye Ming's soul.
It was also his very essence.
Everyone possessed such a soul. However, people preferred to call it a... soul.
At this moment, the room before Ye Ming also seemed to be experiencing a series of anomalies. It appeared that as he circulated his technique, it had also drawn out the other person's soul.
"Ah! My body... I can't move! Ye... Ye Ming, help..."
From within the room, Nangong Qianyu's terrified scream could be clearly heard.
But the sound did not last long before it disappeared. Immediately after, an ethereal figure, about the same size as Ye Ming's soul, emerged from the door and floated before Ye Ming.
It was Nangong Qianyu's soul.
However, even though they were both souls, there were significant differences between them.
But the most prominent was that Ye Ming's soul possessed its own consciousness, while Nangong Qianyu's was completely dazed.
"Hmm! Quite cute!"
Ye Ming looked at the miniature Nangong Qianyu, a slight smile playing on his lips, with a hint of mischief.
"Forget it! Business first!"
He had originally planned to tease her while she was in this dazed state. But after thinking about it, he decisively abandoned the idea.
"To cultivate the Life and Death Secret Art within the Yin Yang Sacred Canon, Qianyu must first regain her consciousness."
Ye Ming extended a miniature finger, concentrating a trace of seven-colored energy at its tip and directly pressing it onto Nangong Qianyu's brow.
He used his soul power to awaken Nangong Qianyu.
Because the technique they were jointly cultivating was called the Yin Yang Sacred Canon, to cultivate its supreme secret art, both of them had to cultivate it together.
Therefore, Nangong Qianyu had to possess a clear consciousness.
A moment later, a faint glow began to appear in Nangong Qianyu's previously unfocused, empty eyes. Then, they became like brilliant stars, twinkling.
"Ye... Ming!"
After a brief period of confusion, Nangong Qianyu recognized the person before her. But then, she let out a piercing scream.
"Ah! I... you... why are you both naked!"
Nangong Qianyu crossed her arms over her chest and quickly crouched down, looking at Ye Ming in fright.
At this moment, she had not yet realized that she was in a soul state.
"Uh!"
Nangong Qianyu's scream jolted Ye Ming, and the scene suddenly became more lively.
"Qianyu! It's like this, I..."
"Stop! You squat down first before explaining to me!"
Nangong Qianyu glared fiercely at Ye Ming before he could finish speaking.
She had no choice; the situation was indeed rather awkward to behold. She didn't even dare to look up.
"Uh!"
Hearing this, Ye Ming's mouth twitched visibly.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before!"
Although he was grumbling internally, he eventually squatted down.
"It's like this..."
...
Several minutes later.
"Soul!"
Nangong Qianyu looked down at her body and finally understood what was happening.
"Yes! To cultivate the supreme secret art of the Yin Yang Sacred Canon, we must both be in a soul state," Ye Ming explained.
"Yin Yang Sacred Canon! Supreme Secret Art?"
Hearing this, Nangong Qianyu became even more confused.
She knew about the Yin Yang Sacred Canon.
After all, she and Ye Ming had been cultivating it together.
But she had never heard of this so-called supreme secret art.
"Why do we need to cultivate that supreme secret art? What do you want to do?" Nangong Qianyu asked in a deep voice.
Her intuition told her that what Ye Ming was about to do was not simple.
"Qianyu! Have you forgotten what happened before?" Ye Ming looked into her eyes, his tone laced with bitterness.
"What happened before?"
Hearing this, Nangong Qianyu's body stiffened, and a series of unpleasant memories instantly flooded her mind.
Because she had been so shocked by her soul state, she had completely overlooked what had happened before.
But with Ye Ming's reminder, she suddenly came to her senses.
Originally, she had been huddled under the covers, feeling dejected and disappointed with Ye Ming's actions, when she was suddenly controlled by a mysterious force, and then lost consciousness.
When she woke up, she was in this soul state.
"You... what do you want to say?"
After recalling those events, Nangong Qianyu's expression turned cold again. Her tone was also distant, as if pushing people away.
It seemed that the previous misunderstanding had truly broken her heart.
"Qianyu! I won't tell you anything, and I don't need to explain anything to you, because..."
Faced with Nangong Qianyu's coldness, Ye Ming simply gave a silly smile.
Then, he knelt down and extended his hands towards Nangong Qianyu. Instantly, a gentle pulling force slowly drew them together.
"You... what do you want to do?"
Nangong Qianyu struggled desperately, but she was completely powerless against that force.
"Qianyu! From this moment on, there will be no distinction between us!"