Yuan Chonghuan had just finished her bath, and a fragrant aroma surrounded her, filling the room with a refreshing scent.
Lin Qiubai naturally did not shy away from admiring beauty, his gaze wandering over Yuan Chonghuan.
Yuan Chonghuan's figure was exceptionally tall.
Beneath her delicate face, it seemed there were only her long, straight white thighs.
It was enough to take one's breath away!
Her features were both heroic and exquisite, showing no trace of weakness or fragility.
Her facial structure was pleasing, bold, and cheerful.
She was stunning enough to leave a lasting impression.
Just one glance would etch her unique aura into memory; if a few drops of blood were to grace her cheek, it would showcase Yuan Chonghuan's charm to its fullest.
A rose stained with blood!
Isolated and independent.
She wore a long crimson cloak lined with pure white mink fur.
The outer cloak was adorned with snow-white pear blossoms, each bloom clustered together, exceptionally enchanting.
The cloak was slightly open, revealing an inner plain long dress and her long, straight white legs. Of course, those legs were tightly concealed beneath the long dress.
It was difficult to see through.
"My daughter's outfit, how is it?"
Yuan Chonghuan pulled her robe back over her shoulders and waved her delicate, jade-like hand in front of Lin Qiubai.
"Mm, beautiful as a celestial being."
Lin Qiubai nodded slightly.
"Compared to that girl in the green dress from the day before yesterday, who is more beautiful? Hmm?"
Yuan Chonghuan tilted her head slightly, and the atmosphere suddenly became charged with tension.
Lin Qiubai stood frozen, as if his spine had suddenly snapped, his movements and reactions becoming extremely slow.
It was clearly a matter of jealousy!
If Lin Qiubai answered that Yuan Chonghuan's beauty and grace surpassed Su Jing's by three points, Yuan Chonghuan would undoubtedly flaunt her status as the favored one in front of Su Jing...
Although Su Jing was gentle and considerate, if provoked, the consequences were something Lin Qiubai dared not imagine!
If Lin Qiubai answered that Yuan Chonghuan could not compare to Su Jing, then he would have to brace himself for a storm.
Moreover, Lin Qiubai absolutely could not give a vague answer or treat this question lightly.
There must be a clear distinction between high and low.
Otherwise, what awaits him will inevitably be a storm.
Lin Qiubai rubbed his forehead, feeling troubled.
He hadn't even entered the Harem yet, and there was already trouble brewing in the backyard?
"What's wrong? Do you prefer someone more?"
Yuan Chonghuan's tone was like a suppressed volcano.
"Men tend to drool over beauties they haven't yet tasted," Lin Qiubai replied tactfully.
Yuan Chonghuan slowly lowered the sword he held to his chest, his killing intent dissipating, his face flushed.
"Just barely acceptable..."
Lin Qiubai's words were emotionally intelligent, packed with meaning, both suggestive and risqué, subtly teasing Yuan Chonghuan.
Yuan Chonghuan completely lost his temper, and his desire to compete faded away.
"Then you can forget about having me," Yuan Chonghuan said thoughtfully.
Lin Qiubai felt embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.
"Last night, we collected one hundred and fifty Essence Crystals. Eighty Essence Crystals could probably raise the Realm from fifty percent to sixty percent!"
Yuan Chonghuan, upon hearing this, slightly parted her rosy lips in surprise.
Is the improvement really that terrifying!?
In the cultivation of the Realm, the higher the level, the more difficult it becomes to comprehend.
For a martial artist, the time consumed to comprehend the sixth level of the Realm is at least five times that of comprehending the fifth level.
And the time required to comprehend sixty percent of the Realm is ten times that of comprehending fifty percent.
The further one goes, the more challenging it becomes.
This is why there are cases where early-stage Yuan Dan Realm experts can comprehend the Realm, but only those at the Transcendence Peak can achieve perfection in it.
Comprehending the Realm has a high threshold; it's not as easy as eating or drinking.
Moreover, just spending time does not guarantee an advancement in one's understanding of the Realm.
It all depends on personal insight.
However, Lin Qiubai claims that with these Essence Crystals, one can directly raise forty percent of Spear Intent to sixty percent?!
"Is that true?"
Yuan Chonghuan was quite excited.
"I'll share half with you."
Lin Qiubai divided the crystal of the Realm into two parts.
Yuan Chonghuan gazed at Lin Qiubai with her beautiful eyes, pressed her red lips together, and then smiled sweetly, her gem-like eyes filled with tenderness.
"All for you."
The atmosphere suddenly became quite subtle.
Lin Qiubai stared intently at Yuan Chonghuan, his gaze moving from her smooth forehead, down to her prominent nose, and then lingering on her slightly upturned red lips.
Could Yuan Chonghuan really be this gentle?
Lin Qiubai was momentarily stunned.
In the Cloudy Cloud Secret Realm, Yuan Chonghuan was a sword cultivator who emerged from the Witch Gorge, stunning in appearance.
In the Yunmeng Marsh, Yuan Chonghuan could defeat Shang Feng without even trying.
Her eyes were filled with disdain and indifference towards Shang Feng.
That kind of dominating aura, as if she alone ruled beneath the heavens, overshadowed even the royal-born Feng Ming Princess.
Thus, in Lin Qiubai's heart, Yuan Chonghuan seemed completely unrelated to tenderness.
Unexpectedly, this gentle phrase "all for you" revealed the deep-seated softness within her.
This kind of tenderness was neither that of a delicate bird nor a sweet exchange of affection; it did not cling to Lin Qiubai.
When Lin Qiubai was in danger, he appeared just in time.
He faced death with calmness.
It was a dedication.
A warm current slowly surged within Lin Qiubai's heart.
"With sincere feelings, it is hard to let go."
Lin Qiubai reached out and placed his hand on Yuan Chonghuan's cheek, his fingertips gently caressing her delicate skin.
Yuan Chonghuan's face turned hot.
She closed her eyes, tilted her head, and nestled in the palm of Lin Qiubai's hand, a faint smile gracing her lips.
"This scene seems to have been hidden in the depths of my memory for a million years."
Yuan Chonghuan's dreamy eyes slowly opened, gazing affectionately at Lin Qiubai. Their gentle gazes met like a bolt of lightning, crossing over millions of years, striking her soul.
"Is that so?"
Lin Qiubai felt a rush of warmth; it turned out Yuan Chonghuan's sweet words were so endearing.
They lingered in tenderness for a long time.
Within the secret realm, night finally gave way to dawn.
The Ripped Corpse Blood Bat returned to the sky, and the Blood Bat King's sonic attack was temporarily no longer a concern!
"How much longer do we have to touch?"
Yuan Chonghuan looked expressionlessly at Lin Qiubai.
"Cough, cough..."
Lin Qiubai awkwardly smiled and shifted his gaze. Around the formation lay over a hundred Ripped Corpse Blood Bats' corpses.
They were unrecognizable, with brain matter and blood spilled all over the ground.
To possess treasures is to invite calamity.
They were slaughtered because they harbored precious resources within them.
Lin Qiubai shook his head.
He sat cross-legged.
Holding an Essence Crystal, he pressed it against his forehead. As the crystal melted into his body, a wave of cold, pure Power of Artistic Conception surged rapidly within him.
It felt as if he had swallowed an ice cube; the chill traveled from Lin Qiubai's crown down to the soles of his feet.
After days of silence, his Spear Intent began to rise slowly...
Like the scale on a thermometer, one Essence Crystal could bring about a slight increase in intensity.
After ten, after a hundred, Lin Qiubai's Realm had already crossed two significant thresholds.
He stepped into sixty percent!
Lin Qiubai's body trembled slightly, feeling a surge of excitement, but his expression quickly stiffened.
At that moment, a layer of pure white frost had formed on his body.
"Uh..."
Lin Qiubai let out a painful howl; the chill brought by the Essence Crystal came from the depths of his Soul!
It felt as if his Soul was being sliced into pieces, causing his face to turn pale with agony.
Moreover, this coldness spread throughout his physical body, freezing his Vital Energy and solidifying his blood flow.
Damn it, such terrifying side effects! Lin Qiubai's complexion was ghastly pale.
Yuan Chonghuan was startled and hurriedly tried to support Lin Qiubai.
"Don't come near me, it's dangerous!"
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