Free Web NovelChapter 119: Chapter 119: A Mushroom Grew in Jiang Xia’s Spirit Sea
Shi Lan was puzzled by his strong reaction, but she didn’t press him to continue.
Just then, Jiang Xia eagerly spoke up, "Lanlan, treat me. I’ll go."
He inwardly called Mu Tangfeng a fool. ’Lanlan offered to treat him first, yet he, a full-grown male, is being so bashful.’
Seeing his eagerness, Shi Lan agreed.
Things were different now. No one was in any danger anymore, so there was no need for her to rush.
Shi Lan went to Prison No. 4. The prison had reactivated its Snowfall Device in the last two days. The Snowfall Chair that Jiang Xia liked was still there, barely able to support his weight.
He hadn’t expected Shi Lan to resume their treatment so soon, so the temperature in the prison was still a bit low.
Jiang Xia stood at the entrance of the protective door. Seeing Shi Lan, he said hesitantly, "Maybe Lanlan should treat the others first? It’s still a little cold in the prison."
Shi Lan shook her head. "It’s fine."
As she spoke, she took out a coat and put it on. She then walked into the prison by herself, heading familiarly toward the ice bed.
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Jiang Xia was afraid Shi Lan would sit directly on the ice bed, so he quickly called out to stop her.
Unlike him, she didn’t have thick fur, and as a female, the cold from the ice bed would be more harmful to her.
Jiang Xia turned off the Snowfall Device, immediately grabbed a woolen blanket from a cabinet, and carefully spread it out. Only then did he let Shi Lan sit down. Then, he thoughtfully poured her a cup of hot water.
Watching him bustle about, Shi Lan couldn’t help but marvel at his thoughtfulness. She said, "Thank you," and sat down.
The hot water was placed on the ice bed beside her, steam gently rising from it.
Her hands were a bit cold from coming inside, and thinking the water would probably cool down quickly, she simply held the cup in her palms to warm them.
She let out a comfortable sigh. Jiang Xia, sitting beside Shi Lan, watched her with joyous and focused golden eyes. Seeing her relaxed brow and satisfied expression, he felt happy as well.
’Looks like the stuff in textbooks is actually useful after all.’
After briefly warming her hands, Shi Lan drank the water. In the short time it had been in the room, the water had already cooled considerably. She figured it was best to drink it quickly to warm her body.
Seeing her finish, Jiang Xia immediately and eagerly offered, "Lanlan, I’ll go get you another cup."
"No, thank you. One cup is enough."
Shi Lan grabbed his sleeve to stop him. Jiang Xia lowered his gaze to her slightly reddened knuckles and her delicate, slender hand, and let out a soft "Oh," his face growing warm.
He sat down, and Shi Lan, not wanting to waste any more time, began the treatment.
The treatment process that followed was the same as before. In truth, treating a standard Middle Level collapse wouldn’t be so difficult. However, the prisoners had experienced a High Level spiritual power collapse, making the spiritual poison in their spirit seas much more stubborn and troublesome, and thus the treatment was more time-consuming.
Shi Lan navigated to Jiang Xia’s spirit sea with practiced ease. The little Pallas’s cat sensed her familiar presence and joyfully scrambled up from the Poison Cocoon to welcome her. The space within its Poison Cocoon was larger than the others’, and it could even wag its tail back and forth inside.
Although it was a Pallas’s cat, for some reason, Shi Lan felt like she was watching a little puppy welcome its owner home, just short of happily sticking its tongue out.
She couldn’t help but stare blankly at the adorable creature for a good while. The thought that she might soon be able to touch the little Pallas’s cat gave her even greater motivation for the treatment.
Shi Lan immediately got serious about the treatment. A few hours later, she concluded the session.
Just as she was about to say goodbye to the little Pallas’s cat, her gaze paused. It fell upon a small, empty patch in the center of the spirit sea. This spot had previously been obscured by threads of poison, so she hadn’t seen it. Only now, after the treatment had devoured a few of those threads, did she discover a small mushroom growing there, one that looked just like Xiao Du.
Around the small mushroom, Jiang Xia’s soft, white spiritual power threads circled, surrounding it like a cluster of stars around the moon.
Forgetting to say goodbye, Shi Lan pulled out of the spirit sea with a look of astonishment.
Just like last time, Jiang Xia was once again unable to withstand the power of the Spiritual Connection. His face was flushed, and his damp eyes held a pitifully alluring charm.
When he saw Shi Lan open her eyes, he couldn’t resist inching closer, resting his head lightly against her leg, and calling out to her in a soft voice, "Lanlan~"
"There, there. Be good."
Shi Lan had no time to play with him right now. She just gently ruffled his hair as a simple comfort, then laid his head lightly on the woolen blanket and hurried out.
Jiang Xia watched her back with some regret, his long, bamboo-like fingers tightening their grip on the woolen blanket she had just been sitting on.
Meanwhile, after leaving Prison No. 4, Shi Lan headed straight for Prison No. 1. She couldn’t help but tell He Hanshi about the situation in Jiang Xia’s spirit sea.
As a Major General, He Hanshi was worldly and knowledgeable; he would surely know the reason for this.
Shi Lan wasn’t worried that the little mushroom would harm them. She was just concerned that seeing a creature so similar to her own spirit body growing in the rather private space of their spirit seas might cause them to feel repulsed.
After all, a spirit sea was a place even more private than one’s personal territory.
Curled up on the ice bed, Jiang Xia overheard Shi Lan say her spirit body seemed to be growing inside his head. His first reaction was joy. He clutched the blanket, buried his face near it, and giggled foolishly.
’My spirit sea used to only have my spirit body, but now Lanlan’s spirit body is here too. By that logic, it’s basically like we have a home together now.’
At this thought, the heat in Jiang Xia’s cheeks rose again, and the smile on his lips grew even brighter. He couldn’t help but chime in, his voice still a bit hoarse from the treatment, "Lanlan, it’s okay with me! I don’t mind at all."
Standing at the entrance to Prison No. 1, Shi Lan felt a small sense of relief upon hearing Jiang Xia’s words. She then looked into the still-empty prison, waiting for He Hanshi’s answer.
Soon, He Hanshi explained, "Lanlan, it’s very normal. That’s how a Spiritual Connection works. It leaves behind a mark of the female’s healing."
Shi Lan looked toward the second floor, where he remained out of sight, and replied with a trace of inexplicable disappointment. Then she asked, "So it won’t have any negative effects on you guys, right?"
He Hanshi’s Adam’s apple bobbed. "It won’t... Don’t worry."
This time, Shi Lan truly breathed a sigh of relief. But there was something He Hanshi didn’t tell her; he didn’t want that particular issue to become a source of trouble for her.
However, his answer to Shi Lan hadn’t been a lie. The Spiritual Connection truly wouldn’t have any negative effects on them.
Shi Lan stood at the entrance, thinking about how He Hanshi still hadn’t appeared. She asked with a worried expression, "He Hanshi, do you have a cold? Why does your voice sound a little hoarse?"
Sitting on the second floor in a blind spot from her perspective, He Hanshi watched Shi Lan on the first floor. He exhaled a scorching breath and said in a gentle voice, "I don’t. Thank you for your concern, Lanlan."
’It had just been too long since he’d last experienced a susceptibility period. Facing the female he liked every day, he still needed to work on his willpower.’
’However, that was proving to be rather difficult.’
He Hanshi buried his head deep into the cushion he was holding, breathing in the faint, almost imperceptible scent within. In the bright light of the room, the reddened corners of his eyes were blatantly conspicuous.
