Why do I drool while sleeping

Gu Changyuan chuckled lightly, raising his hand to gently rub the tops of the two girls' heads. The warm and soft spiritual energy in his palm carried a hint of doting affection.

The frustration that had just built up in the bottom of his heart was washed away by this intimate gesture, dissipating for the most part as his mood brightened.

"Alright, let's rest."

The two girls nodded and lay straight down on their respective pillows, closing their eyes.

Gu Changyuan also lay down, exhaling a long breath of stale air. As his mind relaxed, he gradually sank into a light slumber.

In the darkness, the room fell quiet.

There was only the faint sound of the wind from far outside the window, accompanied by the even breathing of the three.

Sensing that their Master's breathing had become steady and long, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue slowly opened their eyes.

Two pairs of blood-red eyes faintly lit up in the dark.

Lying on their sides next to their Master, they could clearly see his face.

In his sleep, their Master lacked the breezy composure he had during the day, as well as the sharp and decisive edge he displayed on the battlefield.

His brows were slightly furrowed, as if something was troubling him even in his dreams.

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue exchanged a glance and, sharing a tacit understanding, raised their hands at the same time.

Two hands gently landed on Gu Changyuan's brow.

Their fingertips were slightly cool, and with gentle movements, they smoothed out his furrowed brows little by little.

It wasn't until his face regained its peacefulness that they withdrew their hands, faint smiles appearing on their faces.

Although they really wanted to devour their Master right then and there, given the current situation, they were even more unwilling to see him looking troubled.

As for other matters... since they could share a bed with him today, there would naturally be countless opportunities in the future.

Where there was a first time, there would be thousands more. They were in no rush.

The two girls continued to watch their Master's face. Seeing that he didn't furrow his brows again, they felt reassured and lay back down.

One on the left and one on the right, they leaned against their Master, closed their eyes, and drifted into dreamland together.

The next morning. As soon as Gu Changyuan woke up, he felt a heavy weight all over his body, as if he were tightly entangled by two warm, fragrant, and soft shackles, unable to move.

He slowly opened his eyes—

What met his sight were two fluffy heads.

Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue were lying on their sides, hugging him from the left and right, sleeping soundly.

Their legs were pressed directly over his, and their arms rested on his body. Their sleeping postures were nothing if not casual.

Not only that, but both of their heads were resting on his shoulders, with their faces buried in the crooks of his arms.

And on the fabric of his sleeves around both arms, he could faintly feel a damp sensation.

Is this... drool?!

They were sleeping a bit too soundly.

Gu Changyuan's mouth twitched.

These girls' sleeping habits were just like before—not well-behaved in the slightest.

Not just Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue, but Ye Qingxue, Bai Ling'er, Yue Lingxi, Tushan Youyao, Luo Qingchen...

They used to be like this as well.

When they slept together as children, they would end up clinging to his body in their sleep, just like octopuses.

Back then, he attributed this behavior to a lack of a sense of security, so he never said anything about it.

"Ahem."

Gu Changyuan coughed lightly twice.

Almost as soon as the sound faded, Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue instantly jolted awake.

They slowly opened their eyes and realized they were plastered directly onto their Master.

Their mouths were slightly parted, still carrying a somewhat sticky feeling.

The two girls reacted in a flash, shooting up into a sitting position with a whoosh.

On Gu Changyuan's robes, two glistening threads of drool could still be seen stretching out as they sat up, before finally snapping.

Gu Changyuan sat up as well.

Looking at the two damp patches on their Master's arms, the girls reached up to scratch their heads gently, showing silly smiles on their faces.

"We slept too deeply and didn't notice... hehe..."

Gu Changyuan shook his head helplessly, lightly tapped the two girls on their noses, and then patted his own shoulders.

With a light brush of spiritual energy, the two damp spots vanished without a trace. His clothes returned to being dry, neat, and as good as new.

"Alright, get up."

The smile on his face was gentle, reflecting a genuine, heartfelt relaxation.

Gazing at their Master's sincere smile, the girls felt a warm glow in their hearts. They quickly got up to follow him out of the room together.

The three of them stayed in the Outer Realm for another two days.

Over these two days, Gu Changyuan occasionally offered some suggestions for the reconstruction of the Outer Realm City.

City defense deployment, resource allocation, personnel dispatch...

Chai Zizhen and the eight City Lords were extremely cooperative, recording his suggestions one by one and earnestly implementing them.

On the third day, the grand teleportation array was completed.

Gu Changyuan stood at the center of the array, feeling the familiar fluctuations of the formation, and nodded in satisfaction.

In the future, coming to the Outer Realm wouldn't require a five-day flight.

He took Mo Yingluo and Mo Yingyue and stepped into the teleportation array.

With a flash of light, the three returned to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Gu Changyuan escorted the two girls back to their sect, gave a few brief instructions to the disciples who had stayed behind, and then returned alone to the Heavenly Human Holy Land.

...

Three years later.

Time flew by like a fleeting shadow; three years for a cultivator was but the blink of an eye.

For Gu Changyuan, it was an even more leisurely and carefree period of time.

Over these three years, Gu Changyuan traveled back and forth among five places: the Heavenly Human Holy Land, the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, the Heavenly Demon Sect, the Zhuge family in the Central Continent, and the Outer Realm.

The places he stayed at the longest were naturally his own domains: the Heavenly Human Holy Land, the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, and the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Whenever he went, he would first lie around for ten days, either basking in the sun...

...or wandering into crowds of sect disciples, passing the time with idle chatter. He lived an incredibly comfortable life.

In just three short years, Gu Changyuan had become thoroughly acquainted with all the disciples under the Lunar Elders in the three factions.

Even many disciples serving under the Supreme Elders and ordinary elders came to recognize this seemingly idle yet highly revered Ancestor.

He even occasionally strolled around the outer sect disciples' living quarters, chatting with the little ones without putting on the slightest airs of a Holy Ancestor.

Over the three years, the person who left the deepest impression on the disciples of the three sects was probably their Ancestor.

Their perception of this sect Ancestor had also quietly undergone an earth-shattering change.

In the past, the Ancestor had never shown himself, existing only in the sect's legends.

They all assumed he must be the kind of aloof, reticent top-tier cultivator who was completely detached from worldly affairs, strictly disciplined, and surrounded by an unapproachable aura.

But when they actually saw Gu Changyuan with their own eyes, they discovered that this Ancestor was not only far less strict than they had imagined...

...but was actually extremely easygoing. He never looked down on the clumsiness of the sect's disciples, nor did he put on the airs of a Holy Ancestor.

When the mood struck him, he would even offer a few words of guidance to clear up their confusion in cultivation. He was the very picture of casual freedom and approachability.

As time passed, the sect disciples completely lost their initial awkwardness and apprehension when interacting with Gu Changyuan.

Instead, they grew much closer and more at ease, even daring to occasionally crack a joke with him.

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