“Do I really have to do it? Can’t you just take them off yourself?” Mu Yanxi said while covering her body.
Right now, she wished she could immediately slip into the bathtub—not because she was afraid of the cold; with her physical constitution, she could go without clothes even in the land of extreme cold. It was simply too embarrassing.
“So this is why straight guys are so boring… wait, should I say straight girls now?” Shangguan Yun shook her head helplessly.
“You said you needed mental preparation, so isn’t this me helping you get used to it slowly? If you can’t even handle undressing your study partner, how are you going to manage dual cultivation?”
“And if you don’t dual cultivate, how will you get stronger and avoid being bullied?”
Mu Yanxi froze for a moment. What Shangguan Yun said actually made sense. Once she entered the Spiritual Moon Sect, if she wanted to become stronger, dual cultivation was unavoidable.
Otherwise, she would just get bullied by those Disciplinary Disciples. Not to mention she still needed to find a way back to her original world—without a profound cultivation realm, all of that was just empty talk.
And to reach a higher cultivation level with her no spirit root aptitude, training in isolation was completely hopeless.
Relying on dual cultivation with Shangguan Yun, who had exceptional innate talent, seemed like the most reliable path available right now. She would have to get used to it sooner or later.
“So when you said earlier that once my strength improves I won’t get bullied by the senior sisters anymore… that was also just setting things up for dual cultivation, wasn’t it?” Mu Yanxi slowly lowered her hands, no longer covering her body.
“What if it was? Isn’t that the truth?” Shangguan Yun replied.
“In the Spiritual Moon Sect, if your cultivation isn’t strong and you don’t have any backing or influence, you might even get forcibly dual cultivated and have your essence plundered by senior sisters—just like what I did earlier.”
The cultivation realm had always revered the strong. Even in her previous life, high-level demonic cultivators forcibly plucking and supplementing low-level female cultivators was a common occurrence.
It was just that Mu Yanxi hadn’t expected something like forced dual cultivation between women to happen even inside the Spiritual Moon Sect.
“So that fight earlier was actually your way of deliberately reminding me?” Mu Yanxi said somewhat awkwardly but with complete sincerity. “Thank you… um, Yun’er.”
“You called me Yun’er again, hehe. As thanks, shouldn’t you at least help undress me now?” Shangguan Yun asked with a beaming, flower-like smile. She really looked beautiful when she smiled.
In the end, it still came back to her having to undress the other girl. But Mu Yanxi had already accepted it. Since she had resolved to dual cultivate, this step was inevitable sooner or later.
If she couldn’t even bring herself to do this, then she might as well forget about dual cultivation altogether.
Mu Yanxi nodded and reached toward the golden butterfly-patterned qipao on Shangguan Yun, attempting to undo the buttons.
But her skill was nowhere near Shangguan Yun’s, and she didn’t dare use too much force. After fumbling for a while, she still hadn’t managed to undo even the first button at the cuff.
“There we go—that’s the spirit,” Shangguan Yun said.
“I’m a girl and I’m already being this forward. You were a guy not long ago—how are you still so shy? If you don’t know how to undress someone, I’ll just teach you. Everyone starts somewhere.”
Mu Yanxi found the situation truly bizarre: a girl—her nominal former fiancée, no less—personally teaching her how to remove her own clothes. It felt incredibly strange.
Still, she had to admit Shangguan Yun was right. If even a girl was taking the initiative, how could she—who had been a man until recently—keep acting so hesitant and fussy?
If she were still the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator from her previous life, a casual wave of her hand would bring countless Qi Refining female cultivators begging to become her concubines.
A little girl like Shangguan Yun wouldn’t have dared act so boldly in front of her back then. So what exactly did she have to be afraid of now?
With that thought, she slowly followed Shangguan Yun’s patient guidance and removed the qipao.
Shangguan Yun cooperated fully, even raising her arms on her own. Once the qipao came off, what lay underneath was a black dudou paired with golden silk panties.