Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi's whole body ached and went numb, but his consciousness was lost in a chaotic dream, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

The figure before him was hazy, with gentle eyes and brows. In his blurred vision, it was Xie Lingyun, whom he had been longing for day and night.

Overwhelmed with emotion, he pulled his arms tighter around the person in his arms, snuggling closer to her.

"Auntie...you're finally back..."

Xie Lingyun in his arms struggled gently, instinctively raising her hand to push against his chest, seemingly saying something.

Her voice was as if it were through a layer of mist, and Xie Xiaoyi couldn't hear a single word clearly, taking it as his aunt scolding him again.

He wouldn't let go; instead, he held on even tighter.

In the dream, Xie Lingyun's push was initially very firm, carrying a sense of alienation and resistance, each push trying to push him away.

But his chest ached, and even the slightest exertion caused him to tremble slightly, letting out a muffled groan as the other person's force lessened.

The initial refusal turned into hesitation, the hesitation into indecisiveness, and the indecisiveness gradually softened.

The hand that was pressed against his chest no longer exerted force, but just rested lightly, and in the end, she couldn't bear to pull it back.

The person in his arms stopped struggling and trying to escape, and their tense body gradually relaxed.

The initial resistance gradually transformed into silent indulgence...

......

The next morning, Xie Xiaoyi slowly woke up.

The excruciating pain throughout his body had largely subsided, and his limbs and bones were filled with surging true energy that was almost overflowing.

It is even more profound and refined than when I first entered the Moon Ruins Breaking Dust Realm yesterday, and it is a whole level higher.

He was suddenly stunned, his heart filled with turmoil.

Could it be... that in my dream last night, I used the Qi-Harmony Technique on my aunt in a moment of panic?

Otherwise, how could his cultivation level have increased so dramatically?

At this thought, his cheeks flushed instantly, and he hurriedly called out softly, "Auntie!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open.

A cool and aloof figure slowly walked in; it was not Xie Lingyun, whom he had mentioned, but Ning Hua.

Ning Hua lowered her gaze slightly, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness: "You...you're awake?"

Xie Xiaoyi's heart tightened, and he quickly asked, "Grandmaster Uncle, where is my aunt?"

Ning Hua looked up at him, her tone calm to the point of indifference: "Your aunt disappeared into the air yesterday when she fought Cui Juqing with her last sword."

Xie Xiaoyi's expression changed drastically, and his mind went blank.

"Disappeared... Then last night... Was last night just a dream?"

He muttered to himself, his mind still lingering on the tender embrace with his aunt in his dream, completely unaware of the sudden darkening of the face on the person in front of him.

Ning Hua's emotions, which she had been barely suppressing, were completely ignited by these words.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her eyes filled with anger and frustration. Without saying another word, she turned and slammed the door shut.

With a muffled thud, the door slammed shut.

What's wrong with Grandmaster Ninghua?

Xie Xiaoyi propped himself up and sat up, casually moving his shoulders and neck a few times before suddenly freezing in shock.

The meridians that were severely damaged by Cui Juqing yesterday are now completely healed, with no pain whatsoever. In fact, they are even stronger than before the injury.

With a wave of his hand, a gentle breeze stirred, and with a breath, even the air seemed to ripple.

That was a change that no ordinary dream could bring about.

The image of embracing my aunt and practicing the Aikido technique flashed by in my dream, so real it felt like I could touch it!

His inner energy surged, and his injuries were completely healed...

All of this clearly told him that what happened last night was not an illusion at all.

Xie Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat, and an absurd and terrifying thought popped into his head uncontrollably.

He composed himself, pushed open the door, and went out.

The wind was gentle and the clouds were light at the edge of the cliff of Fuyu Mountain. Ning Hua stood alone on the cliff top, staring blankly at the East China Sea in the distance.

Her aloof figure appeared particularly lonely in the morning light.

"Grandmaster Uncle... last night..."

"What happened last night? Nothing happened."

"Perhaps, Grandmaster Uncle, I think I had a dream last night!"

"What dream? Could it have been some kind of erotic dream?"

"Heh, Grandmaster Uncle, you're supposed to be a cultivator, yet you speak even more cryptically than I do!"

"Little Xie Mo, have you heard that when the Dao heart is clear and unobstructed, what one sees is what one feels? How can there be any talk of summoning three but not two?"

"...Grandmaster Uncle, was it you who saved me yesterday?"

Ning Hua didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, her gaze returning to the sea.

Xie Xiaoyi looked at her and noticed that the hem of her Taoist robe was slightly disheveled today, far from her usual impeccable style.

Looking closer, I noticed a few striking silver strands among her jet-black hair.

Isn't she supposed to have returned to a natural, ageless appearance?

Xie Xiaoyi exclaimed, "Grandmaster Uncle, you have white hair now?"

Gray hair?

Ning Hua was jolted, as if struck by lightning.

She hurriedly raised her hand, pulled out the jade hairpin from her hair, and her long black hair fell down instantly, fluttering gently in the wind.

Her fingertips trembled as she repeatedly searched through her hair, her eyes filled with anxiety and confusion.

"Where is it? I don't see it!"

Xie Xiaoyi stepped forward, raised his hand and gently lifted a strand of hair by her temple, pointing it out to her: "Grandmaster Uncle, there are three strands here."

Ning Hua glanced sideways, her brow furrowing instantly, and said urgently, "...Pull it out for me!"

Xie Xiaoyi raised his hand, firmly grasped a few strands of white hair at her temple, and gently plucked them. The three silver strands fell to the ground and were caught by him.

Ning Hua sighed inwardly, "My Dao heart has been lost, my divine consciousness has been depleted, and my hair has turned white overnight."

"Rouge!" A soft call rang out, and in the blink of an eye, a phoenix's cry pierced the clouds, and gilded phoenix feathers streaked across the sky, landing at the edge of the cliff.

Stepping onto the phoenix's back, Ning Hua turned around and met Xie Xiaoyi's eyes: "Little Xie Mo! I'm leaving now, take care of yourself!"

How could you just leave like that?

Xie Xiaoyi felt a pang of melancholy: "Grandmaster Uncle, where are you going? Back to the True Martial Dao Sect?"

Ning Hua shook his head: "My Dao heart has collapsed, and my cultivation level has plummeted. I must find a secluded place to cultivate in seclusion and rebuild my strength."

How could your Dao heart suddenly collapse?

Xie Xiaoyi, puzzled and holding the three strands of white hair in his hand, could only reply, "Oh! Then take care, Grandmaster Uncle!"

Ning Hua said no more, gently patted the rouge-colored phoenix head, and the divine phoenix spread its wings and flew into the sea of ​​clouds in an instant.

Xie Xiaoyi felt a pang of disappointment. He turned around and took a few steps when he suddenly heard a phoenix cry behind him.

A surge of joy filled my heart, and I turned around to look.

Ning Hua looked down at him, her tone calm: "Don't give up on yourself because of Xie Lingyun's disappearance."

Although her disappearance was mysterious, there are always clues to follow. Go find Xie Daoyun; he's a master of divination and should know something about it.

Xie Xiaoyi instantly realized—

The fortune teller Xie Daoyun could even predict his own time travel, so how could he not predict his aunt's whereabouts?

He immediately bowed and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Grandmaster Uncle."