Guide Her to Nowhere (NPH) - Chapter 49: Yi Jin Should Die
Chapter 49: Yi Jin Should Die
Qu Tang slept until the sun was high in the sky before she woke up. When she saw the unfamiliar room, her mind blanked for three seconds before it started working normally again.
She pulled the blanket over her head and rolled around on the bed, screaming silently.
It was so humiliating, so humiliating. Yi Jin should die, die!
Ten minutes later, Yi Jin knocked on the door and came in with a tray. He looked at Qu Tang, who lay on the bed covered with the blanket, sprawled out like a useless salted fish. Forcing down the corners of his mouth that threatened to lift, he said, “You must be hungry. Get up and eat something.”
As he approached, Qu Tang suddenly sprang up. She threw the blanket over Yi Jin’s head. While he raised his hands to block it, she twisted his arm, pinned him to the bed, and pressed her knee into his back to hold him down.
Yi Jin laughed out loud. It wasn’t mockery, of course. He just found this lively Qu Tang too, well, adorable.
But to Qu Tang, his laugh felt more insulting than mockery. Especially when she saw the tray still steady in his hand, not a single bit of food spilled, that insult hit its peak.
“I surrender,” Yi Jin said. “You can punish me however you want.”
“Then go die!” Qu Tang snapped, furious and embarrassed. She leaned down to strangle his neck.
Yi Jin flipped over, set the tray on the nightstand, and pinned Qu Tang to the bed instead. He easily held her hands above her head with one hand and gripped her jaw with the other, kissing her deeply.
Their lips and tongues clashed, making wet smacking sounds.
Soon, Qu Tang lost the battle. Yi Jin kissed her until she couldn’t breathe.
“Yi Jin, you’re too much,” Qu Tang said, her eyes red.
“Yeah, I’m too much,” Yi Jin replied, kissing the corner of her eye. “Don’t be mad. I won’t do it next time.”
Who wants a next time with you! Qu Tang thought bitterly.
In the end, this all started because of her. If she hadn’t needed Yi Jin to help her “detox,” none of this would’ve happened. She was the one at fault first, so she had to swallow this anger herself.
For the next full day, Qu Tang stayed on the third floor, training her spiritual power with a crystal ball. The results were even worse than before.
She felt a bit hesitant now.
Shen Qi had said one relief session could resist the spiritual imprint for a week. But it had only been three days, and the only reason she could think of was that she had repeatedly drained her spiritual power over those three days.
What should she do next?
Qu Tang grew irritated. She put down the crystal ball and habitually glanced at the other lounge chair. But she didn’t see Le Zhi or Le Li’s spiritual cats there.
She hadn’t seen the two cats or the two brothers all day.
Qu Tang covered her face. She remembered that last night, Le Zhi and Le Li had also entered her room. They must have seen her in that insatiable, shameless state.
She couldn’t live like this anymore.
The next day, Yi Jin noticed something wrong with Qu Tang’s training. Not only had she not improved, but she had regressed. This wasn’t good.
He had given Qu Tang a B-level crystal ball, partly to keep her around longer, true. But he hadn’t meant to hinder her recovery. A higher-grade crystal ball increased training difficulty, yet it also boosted efficiency. It wasn’t a bad thing for Qu Tang.
He had just set the passing bar a little higher, that’s all.
Yi Jin found Qu Tang to ask about it. She saw no point in hiding it from him and shared her guess.
“Your guess is right,” Yi Jin said. Seeing Qu Tang’s brows furrowed in distress, he thought for a moment and added, “Do you want to trust me and let me help you remove it?”
“No way,” Qu Tang replied without hesitation, rejecting him outright.
She couldn’t let Yi Jin enter her spiritual sea. Not just Yi Jin—nobody could.
The spiritual sea was the root of a person’s consciousness. Her memories from two lifetimes lay there. If someone entered, those memories risked exposure. She didn’t dare imagine if people in this world learned they were just characters in a book—whether that would cause a butterfly effect. Nor did she dare think about whether a butterfly effect might bring punishment from the heavens.
So, removing the spiritual imprint was something only she could do herself.