A’mei felt as if struck by lightning; the confusion in her mind instantly snapped awake, her delicate body growing hot. Instinctively, she was about to cry out, but just as her lips parted slightly, Nie Kong’s tongue deftly slipped between her rows of shell-like white teeth, maneuvering like a busy bee tasting nectar, hooking her soft, three-inch tongue.
A soft moan involuntarily escaped from her nose.
A’mei flinched like a startled fawn, a trace of shyness and panic flashing in her beautiful eyes. Her small hands pressed against Nie Kong’s shoulders, attempting to push him away, but they were too weak, lacking any real force.
The fragrance on A’mei’s lips, that exquisite sensation, intoxicated him somewhat. However, Nie Kong knew this was not a moment for indulgence; his spiritual sense remained keenly focused on the fluctuations of that soul energy. Indeed, under Nie Kong’s kiss, the fluctuation grew increasingly violent.
It seemed Qing Yue was right: subjected to such stimulation, that nascent soul could awaken prematurely.
A’mei, becoming the master of this body. That new soul had evolved from the original soul of Hua Mei, which dictated that until the original Hua Mei soul was completely consumed, the nascent soul could never truly control the body.
A’mei was to condense a second avatar and transfer her original soul into it. This way, only the nascent soul would remain in Hua Mei’s original body, at which point it would automatically awaken and take charge.
The nascent soul within A’mei’s core.
A’mei felt it was somewhat unfair.
When he first saw A’mei in the Dark Soul Hall, Nie Kong had greatly anticipated something happening between them, but that should have happened naturally. This intimate contact felt far too rushed, which was evident from Hua Mei’s reaction.
Seeing A’mei’s distress, Nie Kong felt a pang of guilt.
“Mmm…”
A muffled groan sounded from A’mei’s mouth.
A’mei’s resistance weakened further, her formerly rigid frame growing soft and pliant. A burning heat surged, making her feel as though she might completely melt away.
A’mei was terribly frightened, as if the distance between her and Nie Kong were growing ever farther, ever more distant. Gradually, Hua Mei’s consciousness began to grow hazy…
Simultaneously, the fluctuations in soul energy started to become chaotic.
“Nie Kong, it’s about to wake up!”
Qing Yue’s voice echoed in Nie Kong’s mind. “Hurry, push harder! Increase the stimulation!”
“…”
Nie Kong wished he could seal the little Elixir Spirit’s mouth shut.
Unfortunately, Qing Yue existed only as a soul presence; forget sealing her mouth, even without one, she could transmit her thoughts to Nie Kong all the same.
A’mei’s hands shifted from her back to her waist. Even through the white dress, Nie Kong could clearly feel the supple softness of A’mei’s skin, a silken touch that made him linger.
His hands paused briefly at her waist before drifting upward along her left flank. A moment later, they settled just beneath the curve of those full, proud jade peaks. By this time, the soul energy fluctuations had reached absolute chaos, exhibiting no discernible pattern whatsoever.
Nie Kong gritted his teeth, and his right palm descended upon the twin mounds…
“Boom!”
A hurricane seemed to erupt between A’mei’s lips; a powerful force surged forth from deep within A’mei. With Nie Kong’s current cultivation, he could block this force, but doing so might endanger the awakening of the nascent soul in A’mei’s body!
A’mei’s delicate body recoiled swiftly backward. “How dare you violate my person!”
A’mei sprang away, the bewilderment in her eyes completely gone. Her gaze locked tightly onto Nie Kong, a chilling glint flickering in her beautiful eyes. In that instant, though a blush still lingered on her delicate face, her entire demeanor had drastically changed; the former timidity had vanished entirely.
A’mei seemed like two entirely different people. The sensation was akin to Long Xuechan suddenly being replaced by Long Mei Xian.
A’mei’s face.
“You violated my body just to awaken me?”
A’mei’s delicate brows furrowed, and her expression darkened.
“You are Hua Mei, and you are you; the two of you cannot be conflated. Furthermore, Hua Mei will become my wife in the future, so my intimacy with her now is perfectly normal. As for you, what is your origin? How dare you attempt to devour Hua Mei’s soul!”
“I am A’mei! Since you could detect the anomaly in my soul, you should know this is not devouring, but transformation. Only through this soul transformation can I become the real me! As for becoming your wife, you had best stop dreaming.”
“Whether it is devouring or transformation, I will not allow you to succeed,” Nie Kong stated solemnly.
“Insolent!”
A’mei spoke coldly. “Thousands of years ago, anyone who dared speak to me like that would long since have been reduced to a corpse. However, given that your Nie family sheltered me for three years, I will not hold this against you. But if you dare violate my body again, do not blame me for showing no mercy!”
“A’mei’s strength is at best at the Sixth or Seventh Grade of the Spirit Transformation realm; the power you can exert absolutely cannot exceed the Ninth Grade of Spirit Transformation! With such strength, I’d like to see how you plan to show me no mercy! Moreover, even though you are awake and have temporarily usurped Hua Mei’s body, I doubt you can sustain it for much longer.”
“Am I wrong in what I say?”
As he finished, a faint sneer touched the corner of Nie Kong’s lips, yet inwardly, he was profoundly shocked. This nascent soul uttered words like “thousands of years ago,” suggesting it was likely true. But why would such a strange soul evolve from Hua Mei’s original soul?
A’mei, and perhaps inherited that memory when her bloodline awakened, thus transforming into this new soul?
When A’mei was still in the womb, the spiritual thought of a Celestial Spirit expert must have merged into her soul; otherwise, how could this nascent soul integrate so perfectly with Hua Mei’s body? This scenario seemed highly improbable. If it were possible simply through spiritual thought inheritance, wouldn't those Celestial Spirit experts also achieve immortality? If it were a Spirit God, perhaps that possibility existed.
“Hmph!”
A’mei remained silent but snorted heavily, clearly indicating that Nie Kong’s words had struck a nerve.
A’mei’s original soul, but before the original soul completely vanished, she could not be the true master of this body!
The Spirit Race’s ‘Butterfly Secret Realm’ also seemed irrelevant. The tribesmen who drifted out of the Butterfly Secret Realm possessed the royal bloodline of the Flower Spirit Race. “If I am not mistaken, you are of the Flower Spirit Race?”
A Spirit person.”
A member of the Spirit Race, possessing royal blood, capable of passing down memories and spawning a new soul—it seems you were a powerhouse thousands of years ago!”
Nie Kong paused, then deliberately added, “May I ask what grade you were in the Celestial Spirit realm back then?”
A’mei let out a cold laugh.
A’mei’s face, she said sternly, “Since not Celestial Spirit, then you must be a Spirit God. Over these millennia, the Flower Spirit Race has had only one Spirit God, and that is the ‘Elegant Dancing Jade Butterfly Spring,’ who established the Flower Spirit lineage on the Celestial Spirit Continent.”
Upon saying this, Nie Kong himself was surprised.
Evolved from the original soul of A’mei? Such a thing was unheard of before; he never imagined encountering it today.
The symbol of the Spirit Race. Knowing what kind of soul had sprung forth from A’mei’s core, even if Hua Huang and Hua Yan had the means, they would not have dared strike against that nascent soul.
Hua Yan and the others were naturally well aware of the situation. They had just sent Hua Mei here to retrieve the ‘Prison Fire Nether Spring’ to condense her second avatar—this was perhaps the extent of what they could manage.
“You are quite astute!”
A’mei replied calmly. “Since you’ve already guessed, there’s no harm in telling you. I am indeed the ‘Elegant Dancing Jade Butterfly Spring’ from thousands of years ago, who endured the Spirit Tribulation in an Elixir Spirit body to achieve Spirit God status. If not for an accident midway, my soul would have completed its transformation long ago, returning to the ‘Butterfly Secret Realm’ to awaken my bloodline. Why would I have to wait until today? Nie Kong, I can overlook today’s events, but now that you know my identity, you should abandon your delusions! How could a dignified Spirit God deign to become your wife?”