Gathering for Cultivation (39)

Ming Shu lightly kissed him on the lips, then got up. "Now adjust the breath on your own, I'll go to sleep."

She walked a little fast, and when she turned around, her face turned pale all of a sudden.

Ming Shu clenched her fingers. Using the bodies of others to consume one's own source of power was sure enough too arduous…

Little Beastie peeked out from her sleeve, and its eyes were full of disdain.

You deserve it!

But then it jumped out of the sleeve and disappeared with a wink.

Ming Shu lay back on the bed, trying to find something to eat. But she didn't have any food at hand now, and she didn't want to move, so she simply curled up in bed and fell asleep soon with calm breaths.

The vanished Little Beastie came back soon, and its little body dragged a big bunch of red fruits.

It pushed the fruit to Ming Shu's lips.