Chapter 43: Heartache (2/2)
In fact, He Zheng himself was also somewhat confused. It had been approximately over ten days since he started practicing the mental cultivation method of He family. Originally, he had been making steady progress all along, but during the past couple of days, he had felt uncomfortable all over while cultivating, and he had barely been making any progress.
But he preferred to keep his beginning cultivation secret from others before he deemed himself powerful enough, so he couldn't ask anybody about it.
However, the expression on Li Zong's face was somewhat grave. He reached out his hand and struck a few acupoints on He Zheng's back. With that, He Zheng suddenly felt his throat being blocked by something foul. As Li Zong made a mudra, He Zheng spat out a mouthful of dark blood which stained the carpet.
He leaned against Li Zong's chest, a vacant look in his eyes. Surprisingly, after vomiting blood, he felt very comfortable, and his body felt significantly lighter.
”He Changchun only gave you the elementary-level mental cultivation method? He didn't give you the others?”
He Zheng didn't like being regarded as vulnerable, but at this moment, lying in Li Zong's arms, he felt pretty comfy. He didn't raise his head. Eyelashes slightly fluttering, he curved the corners of his mouth in a sneer and inexplicably uttered ”Um”, but he didn't tell Li Zong that his old man wouldn't have given him this elementary-level mental cultivation method if it weren't for his agreement to marry Li Zong.
Li Zong lowered his head to look at the man lying in his arms, as if a crust around his heart that had existed for many years was cracked by the look on He Zheng's face at this moment.
He Zheng looked at his prominent nose, deep eyes and dashing eyebrows.
Li Zong stroked He Zheng's face and landed an asexual kiss on his forehead. He Zheng's eyelashes abruptly twitched and then Li Zong's calm voice was heard.
”Go to SMB with me tomorrow. The cultivation method of the Qingwei Sect is more suitable for you.”