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Then, Guan Yue took out the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword. Guan Yue handed one of the Yin swords to Lan Xuelei while holding the Yang sword himself. When the Yin Yang Sword separated, a strong mutual attraction force emerged between the two swords.
Lan Xuelei raised her still beautiful face to look at Guan Yue, obediently listening to his instructions.
At Guan Yue's request, the sword spirit of the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword began to teach the two of them how to practice with it.
Celestial Soldier, a truly different Celestial Soldier!
As Guan Yue and Lan Xuelei channeled Origin Energy to start wielding the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword, a surging aura filled the entire Sky-Sealing Tower, causing everyone inside to feel restless.
Guan Yue immediately stopped Lan Xuelei, saying, "Let's not use Origin Energy; we just need to practice the movements first. We can use Origin Energy when we go out to fight."
Lan Xuelei nodded in agreement. Ever since merging with Guan Yue, she felt shy about speaking in front of him. During their passionate moment earlier, Guan Yue had expressed that he particularly enjoyed hearing her soft gasps, making her hesitant to speak up again.
After running through the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword once, Guan Yue deeply felt the immense power of the Celestial Soldier.
When using the Purple Sun Sword, Guan Yue controlled the sword techniques himself, but with the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword, it felt as if the sword techniques were guiding him. It was as if his Origin Energy was being pulled outward to replenish what was consumed by the sword techniques.
Even without using Origin Energy, he could feel his own Origin Energy being tugged by the Celestial Soldier.
Lan Xuelei also sensed the power of the Celestial Soldier and gradually became serious. The flush on her face slowly faded away; the playful and lively Lan Xuelei returned. However, every time she looked at Guan Yue, she couldn't help but blush and would immediately fall silent.
After practicing twice, Guan Yue signaled for a break. He pulled Lan Xuelei into his embrace and kissed her. She did not struggle but quietly leaned against him, enjoying his affection. Her face remained flushed, and her heart was still racing.
She relished this feeling.
Being cherished by her beloved man felt wonderful!
After three more rounds of practice, Guan Yue and Lan Xuelei's coordination improved significantly. Each time Guan Yue embraced Blue Demon Snow Lei afterward, their synergy advanced further. This was a gradual deepening of their spiritual connection. For Senior Cultivators, developing mutual understanding and resonance did not take long; aside from initial rejection and unfamiliarity, cultivating resonance was quite easy.
Thus, Guan Yue kept thinking of ways to quickly harmonize with Lan Xuelei so that they could maximize the effectiveness of the Yin Yang Sword.
Until Guan Yue kissed Lan Xuelei again, Lan Xuelei couldn't hold back her feelings and opened her small mouth to kiss Guan Yue. This made Guan Yue smile happily. The two began to kiss each other passionately.
As their understanding and cooperation deepened, the power of their sword techniques grew stronger.
At that moment, the sword energy they unleashed had already reached over four thousand zhang!
Guan Yue practiced her Source Power—Tricolor Power.
Lan Xuelei immediately demonstrated her Source Power—Azure Power. This single Azure Power was quite rare, as it was a composite force made up of seven types of Azure Light. Because they were all azure in color, the combination remained azure, but this shade was very rich and vibrant.
Seeing that their cooperation and tacit understanding were improving, and their control over the sword techniques was becoming more skilled, Guan Yue felt very satisfied. After all, what they needed now was a powerful strike; as long as they could break the spatial lock of Little Ancestor Saint with one blow, they could escape.
Meanwhile, the sisters who had been rescued were in a state of panic. They had no idea how they suddenly ended up in this place. The sky was high and the land vast, with no evildoers around them. They slowly began to calm down from their earlier desire for death, but they were even more curious about who had brought them here.
Shui Yining was also very confused about where she was. The air here was particularly fresh, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
Where exactly is this?
Who brought us here? Are they going to insult us? Because around Shui Yining were those sisters, all young women in their teens or twenties, all quite attractive with ample bosoms and slim waists. Only such women could satisfy the depraved desires of those beasts during fights on stage.
Despite Shui Yining's heart being filled with doubts, she remained calm inside. If worse came to worst, she would die; she had long since set aside life and death. She simply could not endure such blatant humiliation.
If it weren't for the Ancient Tomb Sect threatening her family’s lives, Shui Yining would have taken her own life long ago. The Ancient Tomb Sect coerced her by threatening her relatives, telling her that once she entered the Arena, no matter how she died, they would no longer disturb her family. That was why she temporarily held onto her life.
She had always been a strong-willed child. This temperament had once helped her but also harmed her. However, her nature remained unchanged.
She would rather die standing than live on her knees!
At that moment, a sixteen-year-old girl who usually got along well with her approached and gently said, "Sister Shui, what is going on? Who threw us here? What do they want to do? I'm so scared."
Shui Yining reached out to touch the girl's hair but then withdrew her hand tightly gripping the fabric around herself, wrapping it closely around her body.
"Jiu'er, don't be afraid. Do you know? In the Arena, for every two people that go up, one has to die. Half will be gone in the first round, and then half of the remaining will die in the second round, until only three are left. So we have no hope of surviving at all. We were going to die anyway, but here we can live a little longer. It's better to think of it that way. Let's not rush to our deaths; let's wait and see."
"Huh?" Jiu'er looked at Shui Yining in surprise. "Going up to the Arena means someone has to die? I thought... I thought it was just about exposing ourselves a bit."
Seeing Jiu'er with her wide eyes and a face full of shock, Shui Yining couldn't help but laugh. "So it's not so bad now, right? Maybe we can still survive."
Jiu'er was suddenly excited. "Really? At least we can live a little longer. We've gained something."
Then Jiu'er suddenly asked Shui Yining, "Sister Shui, do you have a boy you like?"
Shui Yining sighed lightly and said slowly, "That was a long time ago. Thinking back on it now, it doesn't really mean anything."
Jiu'er pouted her lips and asked, "Who did you like? Can't you tell me?"
"I liked someone; it was just a fleeting feeling. It left some memories but nothing profound. There's nothing worth telling you," Shui Yining said with a bitter smile, firmly closing the door on her memories.
Suddenly, Jiu'er nestled into Shui Yining's embrace and wrapped the white cloth around both of them. They were being sincere with each other.
"Sister, I'm a bit cold," Jiu'er whispered to Shui Yining. But her icy bare body pressed directly against Shui Yining's bare body. Feeling her heart soften, Shui Yining hesitantly embraced Jiu'er as their bodies touched, sending electric shivers through both of them.
However, neither of them pulled away; they held each other tightly for warmth.
Their bodies pressed closely together felt truly wonderful. They could both feel their hearts racing intensely.
No matter what happens in the future, at least for now they felt good. It was both of their first times embracing someone naked, and this strange feeling gave them a sense of safety and hope. In this uncertain moment between life and death, they needed comfort for their souls—comfort from each other.
Even if they were to die soon!
Guan Yue felt that his coordination with Lan Xuelei had become proficient. He embraced Lan Xuelei again, and this time she also held him tightly in return.
From Guan Yue's firm embrace, Lan Xuelei felt his deep affection for her, so she resolutely embraced him back without hesitation.
At the same time, the two shared a passionate kiss.
Their feelings for each other were drawing closer. In Guan Yue's embrace, Lan Xuelei had completely lost herself. Under Guan Yue's repeated incantation of "You are my woman," Lan Xuelei's consciousness began to accept that she was indeed Guan Yue's woman. At the same time, she was very pleased to take on this new role. It was just that this role came too suddenly.
When they finally pulled away from each other, Guan Yue smiled at Lan Xuelei and said, "So, shall we begin?"
Lan Xuelei did not speak but simply nodded. She was now completely devoted to Guan Yue.
At that moment, Guan Yue contacted Guan Tian again. Guan Tian was currently at the South Side of the square, where there would naturally be people waiting for his reappearance, and there would definitely be ambushers—heavyweight ones at that.
Therefore, Guan Yue decided to strike eastward.
Guan Yue said to the Tower Spirit of the Sky-Sealing Tower, "When we make our move, you need to control the Sky-Sealing Tower to rush eastward. Once I regain my composure, I will immediately use the invisibility function and retract the tower, which will eliminate any danger. This is crucial, so please be careful."
Then Guan Yue took Lan Xuelei's delicate hand and prepared together.
They held the Azure Dragon Yin-Yang Sword and maximized their Origin Energy before charging out of the tower.
As soon as they appeared, Old Eight sensed them. He was watching the Ancient Tomb Sect disciples setting up formations around the Sky-Sealing Tower while he continuously bombarded it.
Having spent thousands of years underwater and often cultivating for one or two hundred years at a time, his sustained attack capability had reached its peak. Continuously attacking for ten days or half a month was a piece of cake; if he wished, he could even attack for a year and a half without issue.
When he sensed someone emerging from the Sky-Sealing Tower, he immediately shouted loudly, "Attention, there's movement!"
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