Capítulo 1009: Chapter 827: Cause and Effect Cannot Be Severed at Will

The next morning.

All three soul bodies were asleep.

If an outsider were to see the “bed scene” within this sea of consciousness, it would probably be unbearably eye-popping.

Because the two women were tied back-to-back in chains, both naked without any clothing transformation, facing directions that the chains highlighted them in ways everyone understands, a glance would look extremely obscene.

Zhao Changhe slept soundly, lying on Piaomiao’s legs, at least not pressing down on both people simultaneously, otherwise, it would look even worse. But just sleeping against her leg filled the air with a titillating sensation.

The first to wake was Piaomiao.

She instinctively moved but found she was bound and couldn’t break free, feeling speechless about it. She wondered why she repeatedly found herself in such a posture, always necessary, almost getting used to it by now.

Amidst speechlessness, there was a slight joy, because she could distinctly perceive the feeling of rubbing against Cui Yuanyang’s divine soul.

This feeling didn’t exist previously; both sides were too intertwined, with each other embedded within, twisting was the same as before. Now, any casual twist felt like the presence of another person’s entirely separate divine soul, so clear.

According to analysis, there might be a significant probability of a twin-like mutual sensing or telepathy in the future… whether there might be any other peculiarities remains to be tested, but certainly, they are now two completely separate souls.

Piaomiao perceived the odd sensation on her legs, Zhao Changhe sleeping soundly. It was clear he was exhausted, his soul body was even fainter than usual, slowly returning to normal through deep sleep.

He was fulfilling each promise he made earlier, the most challenging one was dividing the soul… Beforehand, Piaomiao herself thought it impossible, yet he precisely seized the chance during demonization to achieve it in one go.

Piaomiao in the previous epoch was solitary, a Heaven and Earth Spirit devoid of emotion with no significant social interactions to speak of. If there were a friend, perhaps only Ye Wuming could barely count. All others were people she assisted, granting gifts, never having felt what it’s like to “have reliance.”

Within just a few days, the feeling was so intense, as if everything could be resolved as long as he was around.

Recalling the events from last night, the black soul body almost turned red, what a chaos… At the last, her own voice was probably louder than Yangyang’s, like a duet. It’s hard to fathom how Zhao Changhe maintained clarity and rationality to divide under such circumstances…

In the midst of alternating black and red, Zhao Changhe showed signs of waking. Piaomiao immediately noticed and quickly shut her eyes.

Zhao Changhe chuckled: “Hey, we’re in the Spiritual Sea of Consciousness now, as soul bodies, not using eyes to see at all, what are you doing?”

Piaomiao still kept her eyes shut tight: “You mind your own business, I just like to keep them shut.”

Despite closed eyes, she still “saw” very clearly Zhao Changhe flip up, coming close to her face: “Do you know how tempting this bound look with closed eyes is now, are you seducing me?”

Piaomiao furiously opened her eyes: “Zhao Changhe, your wife is right beside you, what are you doing?”

“So you mean, if Yangyang weren’t here, I could do such things?”

“You…” Piaomiao angrily said: “Last night was only about cutting, nothing happened, don’t presume…”

“I didn’t presume anything, so what are you presuming?”

“…Unlock me from these chains and get out!”

Zhao Changhe swept a glance at her bound state, retracted the chains without a word, and exited the sea of consciousness.

Piaomiao was puzzled why he suddenly stopped teasing, soon realizing because she hadn’t morphed any clothing due to being bound, her soul body was stark naked.

Much surely Zhao Changhe’s fast departure was due to this, fearing that looking any longer would lead to an uncontrollable reality.

In truth, soul bodies cannot move anything physical; spiritual communication isn’t the same as physical interaction, it can be understood as a kind of fantasy without practical significance. Sometimes Piaomiao wonders if Zhao Changhe wants to create a body for her just to do such things with it…

Forget it, not the time to consider these.

Piaomiao tested the current condition, still able to control Cui Yuanyang’s physical body. But the nature has changed, it’s somewhat similar to possession control, with little difference from invading another body, except this body is most suitable. In theory, Zhao Changhe could allow her to enter him…

Unsure whether all powers can be bestowed upon him, would he then be able to confront Ye Wuming?

As she pondered, Cui Yuanyang awoke.

Piaomiao “whooshed” out of the sea of consciousness, transforming into a black mist, yielding the space. Cui Yuanyang couldn’t even call out, she had already fled.

…

Zhao Changhe and Cui Yuanyang sat on the bed with knees tucked, staring together at a small cloud of black mist between them.

The small black mist blinked its eyes, with hues of red in the black.

Cui Yuanyang extended her finger to poke twice, discovering it’s tangible, not illusory, and was delighted: “Is this my sister’s primordial spirit, divided through a night’s effort? So cute.”

Zhao Changhe folded his hands: “Maybe it is.”

Earlier in the sea of consciousness, it was still humanoid; now how it turns similar to the Bodhisattva… And also similarly blackened, symbolizing the current demonization state. Yet while the Bodhisattva is hideously twisted, Piaomiao has no other facial features, just two eyes blinking and with a hint of bashful red, seeming adorably transgressive.