Supreme Tamer

Chapter 1736: Chapter 1593: The Awakening of Bai Jinrou

Chu Mu sat quietly nearby, watching her as she slowly recalled those past events.

She would wake up, no longer as untouchable as she had been before.

He could smell the fragrance on her, touch her delicate face, and kiss her enchanting lips.

When she had been in her ghostly form, she used to like sneaking up behind Chu Mu and embracing him. Now, Chu Mu could truly feel the suddenness of that embrace…

His thoughts unknowingly began to drift.

…

Chu Mu kept a quiet vigil by her side, hoping that the moment she opened her eyes, she would immediately see him.

While cultivating beside her, the Demon Spirit Territory was filled with vibrant vitality, making cultivation here speedier and more effective.

Closing his eyes, he entered his Spiritual World.

He had no idea how long this meditative state lasted. In the Nightmare Demon Sacred Realm, there was no dawn nor dusk. Each time he opened his eyes, Chu Mu was amazed to find that Princess Jinrou’s hair had grown a little longer.

Her body, preserved in frost, had gradually gained warmth, and her full cheeks now showed a flush of color.

Chu Mu understood that she was about to wake up, and her soul was fusing with her body.

As he gazed at Princess Jinrou, her presence radiated vitality, no longer the cold and lifeless form she had been before.

Chu Mu closed his eyes once more, resuming his cultivation.

This war had caused Chu Mu’s body to absorb too much resentment. If this resentment wasn’t purified in time, it could easily affect his emotions. After all, within the resentment were fragments of many people’s memories—grief, anger, hatred—far too much negativity. If his endurance wasn’t strong enough, these chaotic emotions and memories could disrupt his inherent nature.

Additionally, the powers lingering within Chu Mu were unstable and needed gradual refining to transform into his own strength.

Chu Mu had planned to visit the Evil Temple, but he was hesitant to leave. He wished to be there when Princess Jinrou awakened so that she wouldn’t have to face her resurrection alone.

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Demon Spirits were like tiny elves of heaven and earth, gracefully flitting among rocky mountains.

The creatures residing in the Nightmare Demon Sacred Realm never attacked Demon Spirits; many even went out of their way to protect these fragile beings with little combat power.

Demon Spirits and the Nightmare Demon Clan existed in a mutual support relationship.

The Nightmare Demon Clan reproduced at an astonishing rate, while the spiritual essence of Demon Spirits often helped elevate the souls of certain demons.

Demon Spirits, with their slow reproductive cycles and fragility, needed the shelter of a powerful and dependable race.

Princess Jinrou’s Ice Altar was located at the center of the Demon Spirit Tribe. Ever since she became queen of the Demon Spirits, her body had been stored there.

Perhaps sensing some unique vitality, a group of Demon Spirits hovered above the Ice Altar today, chirping joyfully, as though heralding something special.

Seated by the Ice Altar, Chu Mu still had his eyes closed, focused deeply on his cultivation.

He had not noticed the peculiar behavior of the Demon Spirits. In the Nightmare Demon Sacred Realm, there was no need for him to release his Soul Sense, as no place was as safe as this.

Above, the Demon Spirits continued to circle, their joyous chirps resonating like songs.

The sounds, melodious and enchanting, carried a trace of magical power.

Unbeknownst to all, rings of holy, radiant halos had spread around the Ice Altar, bathing the tranquil figure of the woman lying within in an ethereal purity…

Light gently cascaded onto Princess Jinrou’s radiant face.

Her breathtakingly beautiful features became clearer. She had once favored wearing a veil—not to conceal her remarkable beauty, but to reserve its revelation for the person she loved most.

She had once confided to Chu Mu that wearing the veil was simply tradition.

The custom came from an old tale, where girls wore veils from the age of fourteen, only removing them when they met the person they cherished.

When a girl unveiled to reveal her beauty, nearby boys were expected to rejoice, for the girl’s affection might be directed at one among them. If mutual emotional resonance existed between the two, they could spend a lifetime together.

This story, heard from her mother when Princess Jinrou was very young, deeply influenced her.

After her mother departed, Princess Jinrou adhered to the tale, wearing the veil consistently since the age of fourteen.

In the World Realm, many people had heard about Princess Jinrou’s unparalleled beauty, but few had actually seen it.

Chu Mu had never noticed such a detail about Princess Jinrou, nor had he realized when she had removed her veil…

A gentle radiance fell on Princess Jinrou’s face, her lips stirred slightly. The faint pink, tinged with some paleness, was irresistibly alluring, even without any embellishments.

Those subtly moving lips parted lightly, releasing a faint, fragrant breath.

Deep breaths in, exhalation, deep breaths in, exhalation.

Her chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing. Her arms, fingers, abdomen, and legs began to show delicate signs of movement…

At this moment, she seemed entirely like a woman deep in peaceful slumber, her appearance serene and exquisitely beautiful.

Gradually, her eyelashes trembled, and her eyes slowly opened.

Her gaze, pure as mountain snow, carried a touch of innocent wonder.

She blinked as she lay there. Due to her position, she saw the Demon Spirits flying in circles about twenty meters above her.

Each Demon Spirit, as pure as children, was swirling, celebrating her awakening.

Watching their adorable display, Princess Jinrou’s eyes curved into lovely crescent moons as she laughed.

She instinctively willed her body to float…

“How strange,” Princess Jinrou murmured, her voice tinged with curiosity.

Her body suddenly felt heavier. In the past, a mere thought was enough to carry her high into the sky, but today it required extra effort.

As she shifted her body, a chill spread across her.

Having spent so much time resting against ice, she initially hadn’t noticed the coldness. But as she moved, the icy sensation suddenly surged through her whole being.

Princess Jinrou pressed her hand against the frigid surface beneath her, the cold soon reaching her palm.

As she propped herself up, her long hair fell loose, strands slipping down her face, tickling her.

“Hoo~~~~~~~~”

A gentle breeze swept through, lightly stirring her hair. That soft caress against her face did not escape her attention.

“What is this…”

Princess Jinrou extended her hand, touching her hair, then her body…

The sensation was so real. Completely real!

This wasn’t a ghostly, ethereal body anymore. No longer translucent or intangible, it was true flesh and warmth.

Even more strikingly, she was breathing.

Every inhalation was unmistakable, carrying a faint, unique scent.

With some disbelief, Princess Jinrou examined herself.

“I… I’m truly alive… Am I really alive again??” Princess Jinrou felt like she was dreaming.

Countless times, she had dreamed of waking up with flesh and blood, of reliving those cherished sensations in vivid clarity within her dreams.

Yet, upon waking, seeing her ghostly form always plunged her back into despair.

This time it felt equally as real—even so real that she couldn’t distinguish between dream and reality.

Turning her head, she noticed Chu Mu sitting like a statue nearby, unmoving.

His expression was severe, stoic, but those familiar with him knew he actually had a gentle temperament—one playful enough to be teased at times.

Upon seeing Chu Mu, Princess Jinrou felt an indescribable joy rise in her heart.

At this moment, she didn’t want to ponder whether it was real or not. Even if it were just a dream, one where she possessed flesh and blood, she intended to savor its surprising delight.

Slowly, Princess Jinrou stood up.

When she tried to walk, her body felt stiff and sluggish.

Perhaps due to years of inactivity, her limbs had stiffened. It would take some time to adjust.

“This dream is so curious,” Princess Jinrou mused internally.

In her previous dreams, she had always moved with fluid ease. Yet this time, her body felt clumsy.

Following logical reasoning, after sleeping for so many years, it made sense to be stiff upon waking.

Yes, yes, this dream was far more realistic than the others.

However, thinking back on previous dreams, Princess Jinrou couldn’t recall specific illogical details—only that waking up had felt ludicrous every time.

No doubt she’d find this awakening absurd too, once it passed.

Adjusting gradually, Princess Jinrou noticed her blood coursing through her veins, as though a formation diagram within her was slowly being revitalized.

Step by step, she experimented. First her fingers, then she practiced walking.

Circling around the meditating Chu Mu, she progressed from struggling to take one step to jogging lightly.

For most people, such basic physical activity might seem unremarkable, but having endured years of dormancy and half-death, Princess Jinrou deeply appreciated the preciousness of simply feeling “alive.”

Once she regained her mobility, Princess Jinrou noticed a Demon Spirit flying over to Chu Mu, seeming eager to wake him.

She raised a finger to her lips, signaling the little Demon Spirit not to disturb him.

The Demon Spirit obediently retreated, while Princess Jinrou carefully approached the meditating Chu Mu. With her beautiful eyes wide open, she leaned close to examine his stern, resolute face.

Like a curious kitten, Princess Jinrou edged closer, and, with a hint of mischief, stole a kiss from Chu Mu’s lips.

Warm and slightly bitter—she couldn’t recall who had once told her that kisses were supposed to be sweet.

Maybe stolen kisses tasted a bit bitter?

Should she wake him? Princess Jinrou began to ponder.

Imagining Chu Mu’s astonished and delighted reaction upon seeing her, Princess Jinrou’s face lit up with a new smile, a mix of anticipation and nervousness, as if her heart was suddenly racing faster. (to be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to visit Qidian () to give recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m. for reading.)

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