Chapter 370: Chapter 370: Entering a Dream, Entangled Right After Soothing

It was just a gentle, fleeting kiss, barely touching before pulling away in an instant. As his slightly cool breath brushed the corner of her lips, Yun Sheng’s heartbeat involuntarily quickened, and a faint warmth flushed her cheeks.

Bai Ye watched her shy demeanor, a gentle smile rippling in his eyes. He released his grip on her waist, his tone low, soft, and full of tender concern. "You’ve been through so much today. Between the traveling and helping Xing Che guide his spiritual power, you must be exhausted." He raised a hand, his fingertips lightly brushing against her warm cheek. "Rest early tonight and don’t worry about anything else. It’s completely safe here. Relax, get washed up, and go to bed early."

"Mhm." Yun Sheng nodded lightly. Her voice was soft, laced with a hint of fatigue and hiding a lingering shyness. "I know."

"Go on. I’ve already had the toiletries prepared in the en-suite bathroom. You can take a hot bath to soothe yourself." Bai Ye took a half-step back, giving her plenty of space, his gaze as gentle as ever. "Have a good rest."

Yun Sheng murmured her agreement and watched as he turned and left the room. Only when the door clicked shut did she finally breathe a sigh of relief, the fluttering in her chest slowly settling down. After a full day of being pursued, performing spiritual guidance, and remaining on high alert, both her mind and body had accumulated a deep exhaustion. It really was time to rest early.

Yun Sheng turned and walked into the bathroom, turning on the bathtub faucet. By the time she finished brushing her teeth and washing her face, the tub was full of hot water. The steamy warmth enveloped her, driving away the tension and chill from her body. The soothing water eased her aching limbs and smoothed away all the panic and anxiety lingering in her heart.

After a simple bath and changing into a clean set of loungewear, Yun Sheng was completely relaxed, and a wave of drowsiness instantly washed over her. She slipped into the soft, fluffy bed. The covers were clean and warm. The room’s excellent soundproofing completely blocked out the outside world, leaving her in a space that was peaceful and secure. The days of tension, traveling, and spiritual depletion made it impossible for her to hold on any longer. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until, before long, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The night was quiet. The room’s lights were dimmed to the softest warm glow, making the space exceptionally tranquil. In her hazy state, Yun Sheng slowly plunged into a dream. A vast expanse of soft, white mist enveloped her completely. The mist swirled around her, blurring her vision, but a familiar figure sitting quietly not far away instantly caught her attention.

It was Xing Che. He sat casually on the ground. The air around him trembled slightly as the spiritual power he hadn’t fully calmed continued to leak out. Wisps of hostile energy swirled around him, faintly showing signs of going berserk and losing control once more. He looked exceptionally unstable.

"Xing Che?" Yun Sheng called out to him instinctively, her feet unconsciously moving closer. She had already guided him once in reality, stabilizing his spiritual landscape that had been on the verge of collapsing. Yet in this dream, the chaotic aura around him hadn’t fully dissipated at all. It seemed the hidden dangers accumulated within his spiritual landscape were far greater than what met the eye.

Without hesitation, Yun Sheng took the initiative to step forward and raise her hand to give him a second session of guidance. Spiritual communion within a dream was unbound by reality, making it much more direct and intimate. She leaned in slightly, her body naturally drawing closer until she was almost leaning completely against him.

But in the very next second, his overflowing spiritual power slipped in through her cuffs. Thread by thread, it entangled with tender affection, slowly creeping along her skin. It brushed past her slender waist and thin back, greedily attempting to wrap around her entire body. Yet, just as her palm pressed against Xing Che’s warm chest, he suddenly grabbed her wrist. His grip wasn’t overly forceful, but it carried a paranoid sense of confinement, locking her firmly in his arms and making it impossible to break free.

Yun Sheng instinctively looked up, her heart suddenly clenching. The current Xing Che no longer looked like his usual self. A heavy, bloodshot red blanketed his eyes. His gaze was unfocused yet burning, revealing a hazy, delirious chaos. It was as if he had been completely swallowed by the backlash of his spiritual power rampage. Bereft of his senses, he was left with nothing but his instinctual craving and clinging.

"Xing Che!" Yun Sheng furrowed her brows. Biting her lip, she warned him in a low voice, "Snap out of it. Let go of me first so I can properly guide your power."

But her warning was useless. Xing Che’s expression remained chaotic and red, showing no sign of loosening his grip. Instead, the spiritual power swirling around her tightened and twisted again, wrapping her in layers. It bound their spiritual powers tightly together, making them increasingly inseparable. He panted lowly, his head drooping slightly as his scorching breath completely spilled over her ear, carrying a mindless stubbornness.

"I won’t let go... Don’t push me away."

The numbing, burning sensations stacked upon each other, continuously washing over her nerves. Yun Sheng’s entire body went soft, and she could barely hold herself up. Seeing him on the brink of losing control, she knew they couldn’t keep at this stalemate. With no other choice, she could only calm her mind. Stopping her resistance to his entanglement, she simply increased the output of her own spiritual power.

Her originally docile and gentle spiritual power instantly filled the entire mist. Following their intertwined spiritual powers, it surged tenderly yet forcefully into Xing Che’s chaotic spiritual landscape. She no longer let him entangle her with his out-of-control instincts. Instead, she firmly suppressed his restless, surging consciousness. Bit by bit, she smoothed out the wildly darting hostile energy. Through this ultimate, deep communion, she thoroughly stabilized his crumbling spiritual landscape. The various cracks of varying depths in Xing Che’s spiritual landscape were all stroked, enveloped, and repaired one by one by Yun Sheng’s fine and soft spiritual power.

A dense, burning numbness instantly shot through every fiber of his being, spreading from his fingertips to the depths of his heart. It drove away the chaotic hostile energy, yet also left his body completely taut, weak, and tingling.

"NGH!" Xing Che’s pupils suddenly contracted. A suppressed groan escaped from deep within his throat, his deep voice carrying a tremor he couldn’t hide.

The chaotic crimson that originally covered his eyes receded at a visible rate under Yun Sheng’s forceful yet gentle guidance. His unfocused gaze slowly gathered, and his lost reason—hijacked by his spiritual power rampage—gradually returned. But his bodily senses were infinitely magnified. The restlessness coursing through him was forcibly suppressed, replaced by a dense, lingering itch that made even his tense fingertips tremble uncontrollably.

The arm around Yun Sheng’s waist tightened instinctively, clasping her firmly against his chest. The last trace of crimson hostile energy in his eyes completely faded, replaced by an intoxicating infatuation and dependence. Xing Che lowered his eyes, staring intently at the person in his arms. His gaze was pure and clingy, like a large dog that had been thoroughly pacified and was full of greedy affection for its owner. He refused to tear his eyes away from her face.

He lowered his head, his cheek lightly rubbing against Ji Wan’s shoulder. His movements were docile and affectionate as he called out to her softly, "Shengsheng..."

Yun Sheng felt a tightness in her chest from how tightly he held her, her breathing becoming a bit restricted. She raised a hand, curling it into a fist, intending to thump him in protest. But just as she raised her hand, she met his gaze. His eyes were damp, carrying a lingering haze, utter dependence, and subtle grievances. He was unbelievably docile. She instantly lost her temper. All her annoyance vanished, leaving only a helpless embarrassment.

"You’re better now, right? If you’re better, then hurry up and let go. You’re suffocating me!"

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