Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Li Xiaonan rushed back to the guest room, pushing the door open with force, only to find it empty.
He anxiously dashed into the room, calling out, "Ling'er! Ling'er!"
Sweat beads had formed on his palms and forehead; this was the first time he felt such urgency since Ling Kui had been injured.
What lay deep within Qinhuang Islands? It was not Fangcun Mountain, where high-level spirit beasts and even formations left by immortals were not places that Ling Kui could just wander into!
Li Xiaonan's inner thoughts raced: Even if she was desperate to see her father, she should have waited until he broke through.
The furnishings in the guest room were simple, and the space was open. Outside, Yun Moyu and Perilla watched Li Xiaonan pace like a madman, circling around in distress.
Li Xiaonan muttered, "Why didn’t you wait for me? Why didn’t you wait for me?"
He immediately considered rushing out of Emei Sect, but at that moment, he couldn't even fly. How could he search for Ling Kui? How could he reach the depths of Qinhuang Islands?
He glanced at Yun Moyu and coldly said, "Give me another map!"
Yun Moyu retorted angrily, "I’ve already given you one. Why should I give you another? Your wife ran off on her own. Why are you taking it out on me?"
Li Xiaonan moved quickly; although he lacked True Essence Power, his actions were instinctive. His hand gripped Yun Moyu's delicate neck tightly as he coldly demanded, "Are you going to give it or not?"
Yun Moyu felt as if a ferocious beast had locked onto her; she bit her lip hard and refused to answer, allowing Li Xiaonan's grip to tighten further.
"Li Xiaonan, let go of Mo Yu! I'll prepare the map for you right now!" Perilla said nervously.
Li Xiaonan took a deep breath and released Yun Moyu, shouting in anger, "Get lost!"
After Perilla dragged the blushing Yun Moyu away, Li Xiaonan plopped down onto the Cushion, staring blankly at his right hand. Inner Thoughts: Yun Moyu was at the mid-stage of Out-of-Body cultivation; how could he possibly subdue her so easily? And that delicate, smooth touch...
Thinking of this, Li Xiaonan was momentarily stunned, his face slightly flushed, and his eyes unconsciously narrowed.
Perilla moved quickly. Within ten minutes, Li Xiaonan had a recent map of the Qinhuang Islands in his hands. He examined it carefully, marking several islands where his Father-in-law might be. The terrain of the Qinhuang Islands was complex; there were hundreds of scattered islands. If he searched for them one by one, he didn't know when he would meet Ling Kui.
The worst part was... Li Xiaonan helplessly glanced at himself, realizing he had no True Essence Power at all. As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. He took out fifty Lingxiao Pills and thought to himself: An ordinary mid-stage Yuan Ying Cultivator would probably explode from swallowing so many pills at once. Now, it seemed he had no choice but to give it a try!
Just swallowing those fifty pills took him quite some time. Taking advantage of the fact that the effects hadn't kicked in yet, he immediately entered meditation.
Outside the window, Perilla and Yun Moyu watched in shock.
Yun Moyu exclaimed, "He's really gone mad... Perilla sister, did you see? Fifty... fifty Lingxiao Pills! Eating like that is going to kill him!"
Perilla shook her head gently and said, "That day at Fragrant Pavilion, I merely envied that Ling Kui girl. Now I truly envy her. They must have a purpose for coming to Qinhuang Islands. Although I don't know what they intend to do, seeing Li Xiaonan so worried means it's definitely very dangerous."
Yun Moyu sighed in agreement.
The women of Emei Sect spent years on Fairy Island and rarely ventured out, but that didn't mean they didn't yearn for the outside world. What good was cultivation? Cultivators weren't supposed to sever their emotions; they were normal women too, with dreams of a prince in their hearts.
"Perilla sister! Look!" Yun Moyu screamed, covering her mouth as her eyes fixed intently on Li Xiaonan inside.
They saw Li Xiaonan's red hair rise dramatically, his face turning red as his body began to swell. Just as it seemed he was about to explode, it looked as if something poked him; his body deflated again. Li Xiaonan awoke from his meditation, furious. "Why?!"
At this moment, his body still felt empty inside, while outside the window, Yun Moyu and Perilla were terrified by what they had just witnessed. Yun Moyu muttered to herself, "How is this possible? What strange technique is he practicing?"
Hearing the voices outside, Li Xiaonan looked out the window and locked eyes with the astonished Yun Moyu.
Li Xiaonan's throat involuntarily moved as he narrowed his eyes. Inner Thoughts: A day has passed; I wonder where Ling'er is? Has she encountered any danger? I can't wait any longer!
He no longer looked at Yun Moyu and Perilla, pulling out fifty Lingxiao Pills with one hand.
Perilla tugged at the dazed Yun Moyu and said, "Mo Yu, let's go. I think we should inform the Sect Leader about this."
"Not yet..." Yun Moyu pulled Perilla back, unsure why she wanted to stop her. For the Emei Sect, someone who could swallow fifty Lingxiao Pills without exploding was extremely dangerous.
From Fairy Island, the moon appeared round and bright, casting a gentle light on Li Xiaonan, draping his white robe in a layer of silver. He sighed, having tried five times, swallowing a total of two hundred fifty Lingxiao Pills, yet his body showed no change.
He stood up, pushed the door open, and gazed at the bright moon in the sky, but his heart was shrouded in darkness. He still had one method left to try.
Step by step, he walked toward Yun Moyu's room and gently knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A voice like that of a golden oriole rang from inside.
"It's me, Li Xiaonan."
Yun Moyu inside froze for a moment, thinking: Why is he looking for me so late?
She quickly opened the door; after all, this was Fairy Island, her family's territory.
"I need to discuss something with you. Can I come in?" Li Xiaonan said seriously.
Yun Moyu thought for a moment, nodded, and turned to let him in.
Yun Moyu's room was not like that of a cultivator; it resembled an ordinary woman's bedroom.
On the windowsill were two pots of orchids. Beside the bed was a dressing table neatly arranged with women's jewelry. Against the wall stood an intricately carved bed, its pink curtains billowing in the breeze from outside. The red candles on the table flickered and danced, casting a glow on Yun Moyu's fair skin.
Li Xiaonan swiftly entered the room and closed the door behind him. He grabbed Yun Moyu's arm from behind and pushed her directly onto the bed.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Yun Moyu stammered, her voice trembling with anxiety.
Li Xiaonan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, but I have no choice but to take you by force!"
Yun Moyu froze, her white robes torn apart by Li Xiaonan. She struggled desperately, but her hands were firmly restrained by him.
Her constitution was unlike that of ordinary people; although she had cultivated much faster than all the sisters of the Emei Sect since childhood, her body was inherently weak. Even after reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, she could still bleed from a careless injury. Now, with her hands held captive by Li Xiaonan, she had no ability to resist.
She had forgotten to call for help, instinctively struggling and crying out in protest as tears streamed down her face. Li Xiaonan frowned slightly, but he could only pretend not to see it.
With a steely resolve, he submerged his Yuan Ying into Yun Moyu's Dantian.
On the Lotus Seat, Yun Moyu stared blankly at Li Xiaonan, who appeared as if a celestial being had descended, clad in armor. She covered her chest with her hands and shook her head as she moved backward.
Li Xiaonan concealed his armor, and Yun Moyu panickedly turned her face away. The Yuan Ying would not shed tears, so all she could do was cry with a mournful expression and tightly shut her eyes.
He stepped closer, advancing onto the Lotus Seat.
Watching Yun Moyu's demeanor made him feel a twinge of compassion, but he knew he had to proceed. Apart from Yun Moyu's Pure Yin Body and the Obedient Dragon II technique, he couldn't think of any other way to expedite the breakthrough of the Harmony Technique. No matter what kind of blame he would bear for this, as long as it ensured Ling Kui's safety, it would be worth it.
Without further hesitation, he grasped Yun Moyu's hands tightly in his own. Just this simple action made him feel the unique sensation brought by her Pure Yin Body—like a thirsty person in the desert suddenly drinking sweet spring water; it was refreshing and invigorating.
He guided Yun Moyu to exhale a breath of Pure Yang Energy. She was forced to inhale it and then exhaled pure Yin energy in return. This exchange continued back and forth until Li Xiaonan finally sensed a change within his Yuan Ying.
The meridians within his Yuan Ying expanded significantly, allowing True Essence Power to flow through them at an increasing speed and volume. To his astonishment, there was even a golden core forming within the Dantian of his Yuan Ying!
He thought to himself: The Harmony Technique is indeed profound. There has never been a Yuan Ying Pill produced on the Starry Illusion Continent; I wonder if there will be one in the future?
With the aid of forcibly connecting with Yun Moyu through Obedient Dragon II, Li Xiaonan finally broke through from the Nine Yang Stage to the Three Yin Stage. He withdrew from Yun Moyu's Dantian.
Looking at Yun Moyu, who was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom, he sighed as he gazed at her frail body and the bruises on her wrist. He felt nothing but pity for her.
After this encounter with Obedient Dragon II, Li Xiaonan finally understood why he could easily subdue Yun Moyu. The reason was simple: her body was weaker than that of an average person. Even though she was at the mid-stage of Out-of-Body cultivation, her physique was not much better than an ordinary person's.
He leaned slightly closer to her, and she trembled, moving toward the corner of the bed. There was nowhere left to retreat. He took out a Snow White Fleece Blanket from the Longevity Lock and gently covered Yun Moyu with it.
It seemed as if Yun Moyu suddenly woke up; she glared fiercely at Li Xiaonan and shouted angrily, "Hypocrite! I curse you! I curse you to die a terrible death!"
Li Xiaonan felt a sudden pain in his chest, as if something had struck him hard. He smiled and replied, "If I can survive and return, do as you wish." With that, he quietly walked out of the room.
Now, he was still at the mid-stage of Yuan Ying cultivation, but he was already comparable to experts at the Divine Separation Stage. Coupled with the Martial Soul Technique, he could even put up a fight against those at the Fusion Stage.
He flew out of Fairy Island on his Carefree Fan.
Coldly, he said, "Ling'er, I'm coming. Wait for me!"
After Li Xiaonan left, Yun Moyu sat dazedly clutching the Snow White Fleece Blanket. The Yuan Ying in her Dantian stirred slightly, and in an instant, she reached the Early Stage of Spirit Separation cultivation. She stared blankly out the window, feeling a twinge of worry for Li Xiaonan. Her inner thoughts were clear: Yes, I want him to die in front of me, so… so… I want him to come back alive!
From certain perspectives, Yun Moyu not only did not suffer but actually gained a significant advantage; her cultivation had improved. The only downside was that Li Xiaonan had seen her body.
Comment 0 Comment Count