bookbashuk Chapter 1302 Ying and Silky have a heart-to-heart talk
Chapter 1302 Ying and Silky have a heart-to-heart talk
Ying was completely immersed in sword training and didn't know how much time had passed.
The sword became increasingly agile in her hands, each swing more precise and powerful than before, shattering the crystal pillars faster and faster.
Skirk stood quietly to the side, observing everything from the way he gripped his sword to his footwork, from the way he exerted force to his breathing rhythm.
She watched Ying progress from initial success to later fluency and mastery, and now to her current level of excellence, a hint of satisfaction flashing in her eyes.
Seeing that Ying's breathing was also beginning to become slightly erratic, she knew that the training should be temporarily suspended, so she gently clapped her hands and reminded her:
"Alright, that's enough for now. Let's take a break."
Upon hearing the sound, Ying paused, slowly sheathing the Narcissus Cross Holy Sword, beads of sweat sliding down her cheeks.
Although her breathing was a little rapid, there was no sign of fatigue on her face; on the contrary, she spoke with great energy:
"I'm not tired, Ms. Skylark! I feel like I've only just warmed up, and I can practice a little longer!"
Looking at her energetic appearance, Skirk shook his head helplessly, silently calculated the time in his mind, and then explained:
"You're not tired because the excitement from training hasn't faded yet, but according to the time flow in this space, only an hour should have passed in the outside world, while we've been in this space for a whole day."
"Don't push yourself too hard; the fatigue in your body just hasn't fully manifested yet."
"Huh?" Ying's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing this, and she exclaimed excitedly, "Is time here so magical?"
"Does that mean we can train here for five days and five nights, and when we finish and go out, only five hours will have passed outside, just in time to go home for lunch?"
"This way I can train well without neglecting my family responsibilities, it's absolutely perfect!"
After hearing Ying's wildly imaginative and abstract remarks, Silky almost choked on her breath.
Fortunately, she was knowledgeable and experienced many bizarre things, so she managed to keep her expression under control and didn't lose her composure.
Seeing Ying's earnest and expectant look, she patiently explained:
"You better be joking. Although time passes slowly outside, for us in this space, a whole day has truly passed."
"Our bodies do consume energy; we get hungry, thirsty, and tired, so we still need to eat when we need to eat and rest when we need to rest. Think about it carefully; don't you feel hungry right now?"
No sooner had Silky finished speaking than Ying's stomach gave her a loud, guttural growl, which was particularly noticeable in the vast abyss.
Ying's cheeks flushed instantly. Embarrassed, she covered her stomach with both hands, lowered her head slightly, and dared not look into Skykirk's eyes. She only let out a small "Ugh~" to admit her hunger.
Paimon, who was fast asleep nearby, was awakened by the sound of her stomach growling. She rubbed her eyes groggily, yawned, and floated up, asking in confusion:
"What's wrong? Whose stomach is growling? Is it lunchtime? I think I'm a little hungry too..."
Paimon's words made Ying even more embarrassed. She could only look at Skylark with pleading eyes, hoping to end the topic as soon as possible.
Seeing Ying clutching her stomach in embarrassment, and hearing that clear "gurgling" sound, Skirk found it quite amusing.
She waved to Ying and said very considerately:
"Alright, don't be embarrassed. I'll go get something to eat. If you really get hungry, Mr. Shao Yun will probably be unhappy when we get back."
She deliberately paused on the word "unhappy," clearly indicating that she was well aware of how much Shao Yun cared about Ying.
Ying looked around, her gaze sweeping across the empty secret realm. Seeing no trace of an exit, she asked in confusion:
"So...should we go out now? Let me see where the exit is...the rift we came in through seems to have disappeared."
As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe, trying to find a way out.
Seeing this, Skirk couldn't help but wave her hand, indicating that she didn't need to go to such trouble.
"No need to go home, I've prepared supplies here. Look over there..."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and pointed towards the depths of the secret realm. Looking in the direction she pointed, one could vaguely see a simple camp.
"I have stored some dry food at a camp not far away. It is easy to store and carry and can quickly replenish energy. It is enough to fill my stomach."
Ying looked in the direction Silky pointed, gave Silky a silly smile, and her tone became playful.
"Oh, so Master was prepared all along! Then I shall respectfully accept your offer. Thank you, Master Silky!"
As she spoke, she imitated the etiquette she had seen in Liyue, bowing slightly to Skylark and putting her hands together in a pleasing and cute manner.
Looking at Ying's lively and spirited appearance, even though she was embarrassed and at a loss because of her stomach growling just a second ago, she could smile and strike a playful pose the next second, her eyes full of pure vitality and sincerity.
Suddenly I understand why so many people like Ying.
No wonder Ying is the type who is attractive to both men and women; even girls are drawn to her.
This unpretentious vivacity and cuteness truly makes her seem like a lesbian's dream lover, making one want to get closer to her.
(Jade: Finally, a sister understands me!)
"Let's go, don't just stand there. If we wait any longer, your stomach will be growling louder." Skirk took the lead and walked towards the camp.
Upon hearing that there was food, Paimon immediately perked up, forgetting his grogginess from just waking up, and excitedly floated to Ying's side.
"Quick, quick, Ying! I'm hungry too, let's go get something to eat!"
Ying smiled and nodded, then quickly followed in Skykirk's footsteps to rest.
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The three of them quickly arrived at the camp deep within the secret realm.
The campsite was very simple, consisting of only a gray tent, a straw mat on the ground, and a makeshift stove made of stones.
Ying and Paimon were also enjoying the food that Skirk had made, or more accurately, just heating up some dry rations and then eating fish that had been caught from who-knows-where...
Although the fish didn't look very appealing, with its skin slightly charred and seasoned only with simple salt, the aroma of fresh fish still made Ying and Paimon's stomachs rumble.
Skirk handed the grilled fish and warm bread to the two of them, then picked up a cold, hard piece of dry rations and began to crunch on it.
Ying took the grilled fish and carefully took a bite.
Although the outer skin was a bit charred, the fish inside was exceptionally tender and surprisingly delicious.
Her eyes lit up, and she quickened her eating pace, enjoying the hard pancake with the grilled fish with extra relish.
Paimon devoured the fish, finishing half of it in just a few bites.
After replenishing her energy, Skykirk watched the two enjoy their meal with little expression on her face, and began to observe Ying's stunning beauty...
Just as Ying took a bite of the pancake and was about to eat another bite of the grilled fish, Skykirk suddenly spoke up and asked a question that Ying had not expected.
Can you tell me what's on your mind?
These words came so abruptly that Ying paused instantly while biting into her dry rations, forgetting to chew the food in her mouth.
She looked up, glancing somewhat guiltily at Skylark, her eyes flickering slightly, and forced a smile as she asked:
"What's bothering you? I don't have anything on my mind..."
She instinctively avoided Skykirk's gaze, not daring to meet those eyes that seemed to see through everything.
With her arms crossed and her body leaning slightly forward, Skykirk fixed her gaze on Ying's face and said very seriously, "It's what you're thinking about when you're practicing your sword."
"I can tell that although you are very serious during training, your mind is not fully focused on swordsmanship; you have distractions in your mind. Would you like to tell me about it?"
Ying never expected that her hidden feelings would be seen through by Silky during sword practice.
She put down the dry food and grilled fish in her hands, a troubled look on her face, and muttered softly, "This...this I..."
Seeing Ying's absent-minded and hesitant expression, Skirk sighed softly and reminded her:
"Practicing swordsmanship is something that requires complete concentration."
"If you are distracted and your mind is preoccupied with other things, it's a minor issue that the training effect will be greatly reduced. If you make a mistake due to distraction and accidentally injure yourself, I won't be able to explain it to Mr. Shao Yun."
She wasn't joking; sword training is risky, and even the slightest distraction could have serious consequences.
Moreover, if Ying keeps her worries to herself and cannot fully devote herself to training, she will be unable to formulate a suitable training plan based on Ying's true condition, and the training will lose its meaning.
Ying lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.
Paimon seemed to sense the awkward atmosphere, stopped, looked at Sparkle with a puzzled expression, then at Skylark, and asked in a low voice:
"Ying, what's wrong?"
Ying lowered her head and remained silent for a long time. Listening to Skylark's reminder and feeling Paimon's worried gaze, she gradually made a decision.
Since your worries are affecting your training, instead of keeping them to yourself and making yourself anxious, you should be honest with them.
Perhaps Silky can offer some different advice?
She took a deep breath, looked up, and said to Skykirk, "I... I don't know where to begin. Take a look at this first."
As she spoke, she reached behind her and pulled out a small object, which was the Dudu communicator that Alice had left at her feet yesterday.
However, the adorable, smiling face that should have brought warmth and joy to people now looked particularly glaring to Ying.