Chapter 3: Dreaming Again? I’ll Pay My Respects with a Kiss
Yun Sheng froze. Before she could react, the White Tiger stuck out its rough, warm tongue and gently licked the bloodstain on the back of her hand.
Then, as if a switch had been flipped, its entire body reacted. Its tail began to wag uncontrollably, and it even let out a pleased purr.
"..." The man’s expression completely froze.
His subordinate behind him was also stunned. ’Is this really the same Holy Light White Tiger we know? The one so aloof it won’t even acknowledge an S-Class Guide?!’
"G-General... the White Tiger is..."
Bai Ye took a deep breath, forcing himself to tear his gaze away from his "treasonous" spiritual body and back to the face of the disheveled but undeniably beautiful girl before him.
"Yun Sheng?"
Yun Sheng’s heart skipped a beat.
’How does he know my name?’
Bai Ye’s gaze swept over the wound on her forehead and her bloodstained pajama pants, his brow furrowing even deeper.
"I’ve been entrusted by the Lin Family of the Capital Star to take you back."
Yun Sheng froze, understanding instantly. ’So the plot has reached this point.’
The Lin Family had discovered that Lin Yueyao was not related to them by blood. Their true heiress was actually in the Eighth Star Zone, a place known as the slums.
And since Lin Yueyao’s fiancé, Bai Ye, happened to be heading to the Eighth Star Zone for a mission, the Lin Family had asked him to bring the original owner of this body back, thus beginning her tragic fate.
’But now that I know how the plot unfolds,’ Yun Sheng thought, ’it won’t be so easy to use me as her foil.’
Yun Sheng followed Bai Ye onto the starship and was shown to a cabin.
The White Tiger had, at some point, followed them inside. Its massive body was now occupying the only spacious sofa in the cabin.
Its fluffy tail swept idly across the floor.
Yun Sheng felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.
’This big guy is even more difficult than his master.’
Just then, the cabin door slid open, and Bai Ye walked in.
His eyes immediately locked onto the White Tiger on the sofa. "Come back," he called out in a low voice.
The White Tiger lifted its eyelids from the cushion, shot him a lazy glance, and then buried its head even deeper, taking on a posture that clearly said, ’I’m not going anywhere.’
Bai Ye’s brow twitched. He strode forward, reaching out to forcibly retract his "disobedient" spiritual body into his spiritual landscape.
However, just as his fingertips were about to touch the White Tiger, it twisted nimbly, its huge body pressing even closer to Yun Sheng, who was sitting beside it.
It lowered its head, its warm breath puffing against her bandaged wrist. Its cool nose nuzzled ingratiatingly against the edge of the gauze, and it even stuck out its tongue for a very light lick.
Its cautious and affectionate demeanor was a stark contrast to its usual proud and majestic self, as if it were a completely different tiger.
Yun Sheng was stunned, the warm, damp sensation on her wrist leaving her at a loss.
Bai Ye’s hand froze in mid-air, the astonishment on his face nearly impossible to hide.
He knew his own spiritual body all too well.
It was proud and picky. Even with an S-Class Guide like Lin Yueyao, it only maintained a basic, polite distance. It had never been this close to anyone.
Yet now, it was displaying an almost fawning dependency on an ordinary person who had failed their awakening?
Bai Ye’s gaze snapped to Yun Sheng. His scrutinizing look turned sharp and profound, as if trying to dissect her from the inside out.
"You..." His voice was low, filled with scrutiny and complexity. "What did you do to it?"
Yun Sheng was taken aback by his sudden accusation.
’What did I do?’
’I didn’t do anything!!!’
From the moment this White Tiger inexplicably latched onto her, she had been completely passive.
"I-I didn’t... It just..."
Before Yun Sheng could finish, the White Tiger seemed to sense its master’s "ill will" toward her and let out a low, warning growl from its throat.
This action only deepened the shock in Bai Ye’s eyes.
’My spiritual body isn’t just being friendly with her, it’s... trying to protect her?!’
Bai Ye took a step forward, an invisible pressure emanating from him.
"Is there something special about you?"
Yun Sheng looked up, a look of confusion and a hint of offended panic appearing on her face at just the right moment. "Something special? General, I don’t understand what you mean..."
She held her wrist out slightly, the gauze still showing a faint trace of blood.
"If you insist on something special, I suppose it’s my special talent for bad luck. I just escaped one disaster, and now..."
She bit her lip without finishing, but her meaning was clear: ’...and now I’m being interrogated by you and your abnormal spiritual body.’
Bai Ye looked at her lowered eyes and slightly trembling eyelashes. Her vulnerability and unease didn’t seem feigned.
’Perhaps... it really was just an accident?’
Bai Ye temporarily suppressed his swirling doubts. "It seems he’s just being disobedient today."
As he spoke, his gaze hardened. An irresistible wave of spiritual power instantly enveloped the reluctant spiritual body.
The White Tiger let out a resentful growl as its massive form began to blur and turn transparent, finally dissolving into countless points of light, forcibly withdrawn into Bai Ye’s spiritual landscape.
"Get some rest." Bai Ye gave Yun Sheng one last look, his expression still deep and unreadable. "No one will disturb you before we arrive."
With that, he turned and left the cabin.
Only after the door closed did Yun Sheng feel a chill run down her spine.
Although Bai Ye hadn’t pressed her further, the scrutiny in his eyes hadn’t disappeared at all.
The question returned to square one: why had both the White Tiger and that gray-haired man’s spiritual body shown such extraordinary interest and affection toward her?
She raised her wrist and sniffed it. Other than the smell of medicine and a faint scent of blood, there was nothing special.
’Could it be a scent that only spiritual bodies can detect?’
Yun Sheng wracked her brain but couldn’t find a reasonable explanation.
She slowly sank into the soft sofa, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier as exhaustion took over, and she drifted off to sleep.
She opened her eyes to find herself standing in a hazy void. Not far away, the back of a tall man could be seen, sitting silently.
’If last time wasn’t a coincidence, then this strange "dream" really is the only way for me to gain power...’
Yun Sheng moved forward cautiously. The closer she got, the stronger an attraction from the depths of her soul became.
Holding her breath, she walked up behind him and tremblingly reached out her hand.
The instant before she made contact, a large, scorching hot hand suddenly seized her wrist!
"!"
Yun Sheng gasped as the force yanked her forward, causing her to slam heavily into a hard, searing chest.
Worse, the impact caused her lips to first hit his chin, and then, due to inertia, they brushed past his tightly pressed, thin lips.
"Oof!"
Both of them froze.
The moment their lips touched, a warm, pure, and immense power, like a torrent from a bursting dam, surged through that tiny point of contact and poured into her withered, fragile spiritual landscape!
An indescribable sense of comfort and fullness instantly washed over Yun Sheng!
Her suspicions were confirmed, and ecstasy overwhelmed her fear.
Seizing the moment while the man was seemingly frozen by the unexpected contact, Yun Sheng did something that even she couldn’t believe.