[Fantasy] The Great Sage's Joyful Heaven (Complete) - Chapter 14

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Chapter 135, Passionate Love
: 10-21 10:17:43 Word Count: 4231

Yan Nange, disregarding whether she was dressed or not, pulled her into his arms. He saw a green water snake coiled around Lie Qianqian's slender ankle, and with a flick of his finger, he snapped the snake in two, the pieces falling into the water. Lie Qianqian, startled and having swallowed some water
, fainted. Yan Nange went ashore, used his internal energy to expel the water, and used "You Shen Qi" to help her regulate her meridians. Exhausted and frightened, she fell into a deep sleep.
Holding Lie Qianqian's fair and delicate body, exuding a virginal fragrance, Yan Nange couldn't help but notice her fair and firm breasts, their tips pink. He quickly looked away, searching for her clothes, only to find them washed and drying on a nearby boulder.
Helpless, Yan Nange took off his own shirt and wrapped it around her stunningly curvaceous body, leaving himself shirtless. Although Lie Qianqian was petite, her top only covered a little more than half of her body. Her two long, slender, snow-white legs were still exposed, tempting Yan Nange. Yan Nange knew how smooth, delicate, and incredibly elastic the skin on those legs was; this was only part of the temptation. Her entire body was still in his arms. That smooth, soft, warm, and alluring feeling was truly irresistible!
Yan Nange wanted to put Lie Qianqian down, but the stone was so rough, he couldn't bring himself to do it! He steeled himself and decided to test his willpower.
Actually, if Lie Qianqian weren't the princess of the Fire Nether Kingdom, or if he hadn't come to steal the Fang King's "Demon Pearl," Yan Nange wouldn't be here now; he might have already devoured her in the palace yesterday. Why endure this double torment of mind and body?
But things in this world rarely go as planned. A girl as beautiful as Lie Qianqian, who now seemed to have feelings for him, was precisely the one he couldn't touch. Why couldn't he touch her? Because the consequences of his actions with the Fang King were unpredictable. Regardless, Yan Nange and Huo Youdi would become enemies, and Qianqian was Huo Youdi's daughter. If she became his lover or woman now, how would she cope in the future?
Even if Huo Youdi didn't discover his involvement, Lingxi wouldn't forgive him for the deaths of so many women, and he couldn't justify it either; they would still become enemies. If he really took Lie Qianqian, she would still find it difficult to accept. Even if he could keep everything from her, how could he truly keep her by his side?
Therefore, the best solution was to prevent her from ever having a child before anything even began.
Yan Nange decided that after Lie Qianqian woke up, he would extinguish all her feelings and hopes for him, so that even if they met again in the future, she wouldn't harbor any affection. Although Yan Nange felt reluctant and helpless, it was at least the best choice for her.
Thinking of all this, Yan Nange's passion vanished without a trace. He only looked at the woman in his arms with pity. This was their first time being so close, and it might also be their last.
Yan Nange felt a little sad, but nothing in this world is perfect; most things are regrets.
Love comes and goes so quickly, leaving only unrequited longing. Let the past go with the wind.
He dried Lie Qianqian's clothes with "You Shen Qi," dressed her, and looked at her sweet and delicate face as she slept, gently kissing her forehead. Yan Nange led her to a deserted lake near Yanyang City and gently shook her awake.
Seeing that she was awake, Yan Nange placed her on a stone bench.
"Princess, I must take my leave now. I understand your feelings, but unfortunately, I already have a wife at home. She is beautiful and gentle, so I have no intention of pursuing such matters. I don't mind playing along, haha!" Yan Nange finished slowly, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He watched as Lie Qianqian's flushed face slowly turned deathly pale, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes darting to the side, tears welling in her eyes, her small hands clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, drawing bright red blood.
"Actually, the main thing is, hehe, I don't really like women like the princess at all. Haha! I'm sorry, I misspoke, please don't take offense, Princess!" Yan Nange said sternly.
Hearing Yan Nange's words, Lie Qianqian's tears fell in a steady stream. She turned away, quickly wiping her tears. Turning back, she shouted,
"Young Master Yan, aren't you overestimating yourself? You're just a spoiled brat like everyone else, while I am a princess of a nation! I like you! Haha! Don't let me see you again, or I'll kill you, because you insulted me!" Lie Qianqian laughed and shouted arrogantly, her pretty face turning ashen, contorted with rage. Then she turned and left.
Yan Nange knew she had truly broken Lie Qianqian's heart. She had experienced too much in just one day. She had just been frightened and then had her body seen by a man. She should have needed his comfort after regaining consciousness, but instead, the gentle and considerate man spoke such words and showed such a cold-hearted attitude. Yan Nange saw that her lips were bitten until they bled, her hands were scratched raw by her nails, and her voice was so hoarse. She couldn't imagine how heartbroken she must be.
Yan Nange concealed herself and followed Lie Qianqian not far behind.
Lie Qianqian walked quickly, and when she was almost at the city gate, she took out a veil and covered her face. The same group of guards from yesterday emerged from the city gate, all leading horses.
"Go back to the palace and tell Yue'er to find me at Yiran Palace!" Lie Qianqian coldly ordered, then mounted her horse and galloped away. The guards hurriedly spurred their horses to follow.
Yan Nange felt that Lie Qianqian's calmness was a little too much, and, worried, used her "Swift as the Wind" technique to follow behind her.
Before they had gone two hundred li, a picturesque garden came into view. Within the garden, carved corridors and verdant trees, small bridges and flowing water, winding paths led to elegant and ancient buildings—this must be Yiran Palace.
Lie Qianqian handed the reins to the young eunuch and quickly entered an exquisite red wooden building.
Yan Nange leaped up to the second floor. At that moment, Lie Qianqian ran into her boudoir, ripped off her veil, and threw herself onto the white quilt, bursting into tears.
"Waaah—why did you do this to me? Waaah—why?" Lie Qianqian cried out pitifully.
Seeing Lie Qianqian so heartbroken, Yan Nange felt incredibly distressed. He could only console himself that she would be better after crying. Yan Nange sat down in a chair, deciding to wait until she felt better before leaving. Leaving like this wouldn't bring him peace.
If only that encounter hadn't happened!
As she cried, Lie Qianqian suddenly coughed, and then, with a "whoosh," spat a mouthful of blood onto the snow-white quilt—a shocking sight.
Yan Nange rushed over and scooped up Lie Qianqian. Lie Qianqian's face was deathly pale, a shocking red stain on her lips, and her swollen eyes stared blankly at Yan Nange.
"Qianqian!" Yan Nange cried out, tears welling in his eyes.
"You...you didn't like me, did you?...Why are you still...caring about me?" Lie Qianqian finished speaking and fainted.
Yan Nange quickly channeled "Yu Shen Qi" into her body to stabilize her meridians, and then checked her physical condition using the method Xiao Zhao had taught her when she learned magic last time. Her internal energy was somewhat disordered, so he used "Yu Shen Qi" to regulate it. She had injured her blood and qi and would need to rest for a while. He channeled some more internal energy into her to help her sleep better. Yan Nange placed her on the bed, took off her shoes, covered her with a blanket, and sat by the bed to look at the girl whose complexion had improved slightly.
"Sigh, I didn't expect her to be so strong-willed and so deeply in love with me! We've only known each other for two days. Luckily nothing serious happened, otherwise I would have regretted it for the rest of my life. It seems this matter can't continue any longer. Let her happily recover her health. We'll think of a solution later!" Yan Nange thought, holding her small hand in his right hand and slowly using "You Shen Qi" to unblock her meridians and improve her physical condition.
Xiao Zhao had said that although Yan Nange's "Yu Shen Qi" wasn't as miraculous as Shen Yuan Qi, it was exceptionally effective at healing injuries and improving physical constitution. So, everything has its strengths. She just hadn't expected Yan Nange to use it so quickly.
It sounds long, but it actually happened in a short while.
After sleeping for a while, Lie Qianqian slowly woke up. She saw Yan Nange gazing at her affectionately, her left hand held in his large hand, a warm current flowing from his palm into her body. Was she dreaming? Was it really Yan Nange?
"Qianqian, are you feeling better?" Yan Nange gently brushed the strands of hair from her face behind her ear with his left hand. Then he softly stroked her cheek.
Qianqian stared blankly at Yan Nange. How could he be so kind to her again so quickly, saying such considerate things?
"Qianqian, don't doubt it, it's me, Yan Nange. I never thought I'd hurt you like this, it's all my fault." Yan Nange said softly, seeing the large, bright red bloodstain on the blanket, he couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat, and tears dripped onto Lie Qianqian's face.
"Brother!... Waaah..." Qianqian suddenly threw herself into Yan Nange's arms, hugging his neck and sobbing. The joy of regaining what she had lost and the grievances in her heart made her forget her reserve, wanting only to cry her heart out in his arms! Chapter

136 Happiness
: 10-21 10:17:44 Words: 2288

After crying enough, Lie Qianqian raised her delicate, flushed face, looking into Yan Nange's eyes with her beautiful, tear-filled eyes.
"Brother?" Qianqian called out to Yan Nange in a coquettish voice.
"Qianqian," Yan Nange responded softly.
"Brother?" Qianqian called out to Yan Nange again in a coquettish voice, her arms around his neck, gazing at Yan Nange with adoration.
"Qianqian. Is something wrong?" Yan Nange's heart pounded wildly at Qianqian's sweet voice, and whenever his heart pounded wildly, something unexpected always seemed to happen.
"Brother—Brother!" Qianqian called Yan Nange's name for the third time in a sweet voice. Qianqian knelt on the bed, her arms tightly wrapped around Yan Nange's neck, her eyes gazing at him with watery eyes.
"Qianqian..." Yan Nange wondered why Qianqian was calling him over and over again. He had only managed to utter two words when his mouth was covered by hers.
Looking at Qianqian's flushed cheeks and her languid, satisfied expression with her eyes closed, he thought to himself, "She's truly a beauty."
But should he really take her in this moment of impulse? Had he not even thought about what to do in the future before taking her?
Although Yan Nange desperately wanted to, he decided to hold back and clarify everything first.
Yan Nange took off Qianqian's clothes and put her in bed. Then he put all her clothes away in the closet in the room. He saw the closet where the quilts were kept. So he changed Qianqian's quilt into a new one and put the old one away.
Sitting on the bed, gazing at Qianqian's alluring face as she slept, Yan Nange smiled slightly, brushing a few strands of hair behind her delicate ear. He gently stroked the beautiful face that had both cried and laughed for him. What should he do?
Yan Nange continued stroking Qianqian's face, gazing at her intently.
"Ah!" A girl's scream startled both Yan Nange and Qianqian awake.
"Yue'er, don't make a sound! You should go out!" Qianqian reacted quickly, resolving the problem before Yan Nange could use his "**spell." Yue'er, her face flushed, went downstairs. She had just seen the princess...
Yue'er's clear voice came from downstairs: "It's alright, you should go back. I was startled by the princess's joke. It's alright! Let's go!" Then, footsteps faded into the distance; it seemed the guards had heard the noise and thought something had happened. Yue'er was quick-witted.
"Lie down quickly, don't get cold!" Yan Nange pressed Qianqian back into the covers.
"Brother, why don't you want Qianqian anymore? Are you still lying to Qianqian?"
"Alright, stop being childish. It's not what you think, okay? Listen to me, Qianqian." Yan Nange held her suddenly cold little hand and channeled his "Divine Qi" into her body. Qianqian's body warmed up, and her emotions calmed down. She stared at Yan Nange, waiting for his answer.
"Let me ask you first, Qianqian, if your father and I were sworn enemies, would you still be willing to follow me?" Yan Nange's smile faded, and he asked seriously. "Brother
, no matter what you do, Qianqian is willing to follow you. If you do good, Qianqian will follow you to be famous for all time; if you do bad, Qianqian will go to hell with you." Qianqian said firmly with tears in her eyes, sitting up and throwing herself into Yan Nange's arms, her icy tears flowing down Yan Nange's neck and onto his chest.
Hearing Qianqian's soft sobs beside him, Yan Nange was honestly shaken by her words. A noble and beautiful princess was willing to share life and death with him without asking any questions. Yan Nange couldn't help but be shocked and moved. If he didn't cherish such a girl, would he even be human?
Yan Nange held Qianqian tightly in his arms. "Qianqian, I swear I will make sure you are happy and blessed," Yan Nange solemnly whispered in Qianqian's ear.
Although Qianqian's appearance was inferior to Mengmou's, not to mention Lingxi and Xiangxiang, Yan Nange decided to put her first. Because of her words just now.
Qianqian hugged Yan Nange even tighter, as if she were hugging the whole world. Her sobs grew louder, half because of the happiness she had gained, and half because of the grievances she had suffered.
After the storm, Qianqian leaned against Yan Nange's chest and confided in him.
"Brother, do you know? Although Qianqian was a princess, she wasn't happy at all. When I was little, no one played with me, even though I had so many older brothers, sisters, and younger siblings.
Life in the royal family is so restrictive.
Even though Mother was the Empress, she wasn't happy. She put on a show of smiles in public, but I often saw her secretly crying. She passed away when I was five." (

Chapter 137, Past Events
, 10-21 10:17:44) This chapter contains 2279 words.

I heard from those around my mother that although she was incredibly beautiful and a model of virtue, she was often ostracized by the other concubines because she only had one daughter, me. Although my father, out of consideration for his marriage to my mother, didn't depose her, I hadn't stayed overnight at her residence since I was two years old. Being young, I didn't understand how to alleviate my mother's depression, and she had no confidants. In the end, she died in sorrow. My mother was only twenty-two when she passed away, a beautiful young woman in the prime of her life, but she… ” At this point, Qianqian choked up, and Yan Nange squeezed her small hand.
"Although I was young, I witnessed everything my mother did. After my mother passed away, my wet nurse raised me. Although she treated me very well, I was still bullied. Adults and children alike bullied me. My wet nurse felt sorry for me and shed tears for me, but I didn't cry. Crying would mean I was afraid of them, but I wasn't afraid.
Later, I secretly learned kung fu from a kind uncle who was very good to me. After that, I would hit whoever offended me, because I was the Empress's daughter, and they didn't dare to do anything to me.
When I was eight years old, I hit a concubine, and my father happened to see it. He asked me why I hit an elder. I said it was because she was not worthy of being an elder. My father said that no matter what, she was still his wife, my elder. So I asked him if I was his daughter.
Was my mother his wife, the former Empress? If so, why hadn't he thought about having such a wife and a daughter all these years? He didn't say anything at the time, but later he let me live in the 'Si Shu Palace' where she lives now. Shu is my mother's honorific title.
From then on, he gave me freedom and care. But Qianqian doesn't need it as much anymore."
Qianqian's best friend is Yue'er, her wet nurse's only daughter. They've been together for seven years. The wet nurse passed away long ago, and Yue'er's brothers are all married. Now, Qianqian is Yue'er's only family.
From the moment her mother died, Qianqian resolved to take control of her own life, to do what she loved, and to marry a man she loved, unlike her mother who married someone she didn't love and wasn't even cherished. "I will never do that. No one but me can decide my own fate, not even my father, even if it means losing my freedom and my life."
That's why she always puts on a fierce expression, because it protects her and prevents others from seeing her vulnerability.
The first time she saw her brother, Qianqian probably fell in love with him. "You made me angry for no reason," she thought, "especially your indifferent attitude in the jewelry shop." "Even after returning to the palace, I couldn't forget your face."
Then today's events occurred. When you held Qianqian in your arms, Qianqian suddenly realized, "I fell in love with you the moment I saw you. I decided then and there to follow you for life."
When you said you didn't want Qianqian, Qianqian felt the world collapse. I lost the will to live. If you hadn't come, you would be seeing my corpse right now.
But the Holy Goddess didn't abandon Qianqian in the end, letting her brother return to her side. Therefore, Qianqian must seize the opportunity to become her brother's woman as soon as possible, lest he leave again. Even if her brother leaves after getting her, then Qianqian…” Before Qianqian could finish speaking, Yan Nange kissed her lips, moved, preventing her from uttering those terrible words. Yan Nange secretly rejoiced that he had come, otherwise he would have lost such a good wife. Fortunately, nothing regrettable happened.
“Brother, take Qianqian!” Qianqian looked at Yan Nange with watery eyes…
“Hiss! You little vixen!”
“I am a little vixen, and I will bewitch you!” Qianqian
was lost in pleasure, lingering in a blissful intoxication.
Yan Nange waited until Qianqian regained her senses slightly before holding her in his arms. He gazed at her tenderly, and she gently nodded.
Yan Nange circulated his "Wandering Spirit Qi" once, then silently recited the dual cultivation incantation, and the two began their dual cultivation.
As Yan Nange's "Wandering Spirit Qi" circulated, Qianqian's bodily fluids were absorbed into his body, transforming into a powerful, yin-like energy that flowed into his dantian. He guided this energy through three cycles within his body before transmitting it to Qianqian via his tongue.
He then guided this energy through three cycles within Qianqian's body, where it was absorbed and transformed into a powerful, yang-like force. The energy was drawn into Qianqian's dantian, and then Yan Nange guided it to circulate three times, flowing back through Qianqian's tongue.
This powerful force, combining strength and gentleness, circulated thirty-six times within Yan Nange's body, then entered Qianqian's body, circulated thirty-six times within her, and then returned to Yan Nange's body through Qianqian's tongue. This cycle continued indefinitely, completing eighty-one major cycles before Yan Nange stopped. At this point, Qianqian's body already possessed the "You Shen Qi" infused with Yin and Yang energies, along with the power of the Dual Cultivation Technique.
The two opened their eyes simultaneously, already showing a degree of spiritual connection.

(Chapter 138, Deep Affection
: 10-21 10:17:45) This chapter contains 2851 words.

The Qianqian of today is completely different from the Qianqian of before. In just a short while, her skin has become snow-white and jade-like, radiating a soft glow. Her body feels more supple and graceful. Yan Nange is experiencing this now.
Qianqian's pretty face is also different from before, because her beautiful eyes have become incredibly deep and intelligent, making her look full of wise and profound intellectual beauty.
Qianqian's body must have also changed, because Yan Nange now feels extremely...exquisite.
Qianqian also feels that she has changed a lot, and this must all be thanks to her brother. She must repay him properly...
Yan Nange, of course, is also happy to enjoy it, and seeing Qianqian's excited and satisfied expression makes him exceptionally happy and satisfied.
This is Yan Nange's first attempt at dual cultivation using "Yu Shen Qi," and unexpectedly, it has fulfilled Qianqian's wish, allowing her to undergo a complete transformation and reshape her body. However, even if it doesn't succeed, there won't be any side effects; Yan Nange wouldn't joke about his woman's life.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the two are on the bed... After staying for almost three days and three nights, Qianqian, despite not eating, was radiant, seemingly elevated to a higher level by Yan Nange.
Finally, reluctantly parting, Yan Nange and Qianqian couldn't resist embracing and lying together for a while longer.
They dressed. Qianqian called for Yue'er, who had been keeping watch downstairs. Yue'er, blushing shyly, came upstairs.
Although Yan Nange's "refreshing aura" was deliberately blocking the view, Yue'er could still hear the creaking of the bed. She knew what the princess was doing with that handsome man; the princess had told her about these things before, because she would eventually marry him.
Thinking that the handsome man was her future master, she felt both happy and afraid. The princess had been tormented by him for so long—what a terrifying man! In fact, whether in the Nine Netherworld or the world of the Golden Stone Continent, girls generally reach marriageable age at sixteen or seventeen, some as early as thirteen or fourteen. At fourteen, Yue'er was normally at the age of blossoming infatuation.
"Moon, go prepare some exquisite dishes and fine wine and send them to Huaqing Pool. Have them prepare some too! Look at your little face, so red, do you want your brother to pamper you later?" Qianqian teased Yue'er, who kept her head down, her pretty face flushed with shyness.
Yan Nange smiled wryly as he watched Qianqian tease the little girl; he hadn't expected her to have this hobby!
"Raise your head, Moon, look at your future husband." Qianqian lifted Yue'er's delicate chin with her small hand, revealing her adorable little face. Those bright eyes, initially shy and evasive, suddenly turned to surprise and disbelief when they saw Qianqian. Her little mouth gaped in astonishment.
"Princess, are you really a princess?" Yue'er asked hesitantly. Was this stunningly beautiful girl a princess? Yue'er doubted the question, but although her voice was different from before, it still carried a familiar and affectionate quality.
"Little rascal, don't I look prettier than before?" "Qianqian chuckled and gently touched Yue'er's little face.
'Hmm, Princess, you're so beautiful now. Princess, can you tell Yue'er how you changed?' Yue'er no longer doubted it, because only the princess would play this kind of 'rogue and little girl' game with her. She wondered how the princess could become so beautiful in just three days; she wanted to change too.
'This is Brother Yan Nange. If you let Brother Yan Nange pamper you, you'll become beautiful! Hehe!' Qianqian teased her little sister Yue'er, finding her blushing face amusing.
'Yue'er... Yue'er is leaving.'" Yue'er glanced furtively at the smiling Yan Nange and hurriedly ran away. Who knew what the princess might say if she stayed any longer!
Qianqian, with Yan Nange's arm around her waist, listened as she described the passing scenery as they walked towards the "Huaqing Pool" deep within the Yiran Palace.
They didn't see a soul along the way. Qianqian explained that the Yiran Palace was a leisure palace, rarely visited except by her and Yue'er. Even the royal family feared encountering this little tyrant and didn't want to come here to risk trouble. Therefore, it had effectively become Qianqian's palace. Other members of the royal family had to go to other palaces.
The main security personnel for this palace were all on the outer perimeter. Because the Nine Netherworld was known for its simple and honest people and rare crimes, the palace only housed eunuchs and maids, and their numbers were not large. Thus, they hadn't encountered a single person along the way.
Huaqing Pool is one of Huoyou's most famous hot springs, but because it's located within the imperial palace, only members of the royal family can enjoy it. Passing through countless pavilions, streams, woods, artificial hills, and winding corridors, one finally arrives at Huaqing Pool.
The palace itself was built over Huaqing Pool when the imperial palace was constructed, making it an indoor hot spring. No wonder, one couldn't allow royalty to bathe outdoors.
Entering the corridor, through the latticed windows, Yan Nange saw the vast Huaqing Pool, its walls constructed of white jade and surrounded by lush greenery, giving it a natural, wild feel.
Entering the luxurious changing room with its thick carpets, Yue'er was already waiting there with two sets of bathrobes. Clearly, the young girl hadn't yet shaken off her shyness; her face was flushed and she was bowing her head bashfully.
"Princess, everything is ready. We can serve you right away after you and...Young Master Yan have finished bathing," Yue'er murmured softly.
"I understand, Yue'er. You can put your clothes here. Get ready too, and come with us to the pool." Qianqian said with a smile. Looking at the shy little girl in front of her, this was quite different from the usually cheerful and outspoken Yue'er. It seemed the little rascal was really smitten.
"Princess... I..." Yue'er stammered.
"Don't say anything, Yue'er, it's settled then, go change your clothes. Don't make us wait here. Or you can change here?" Qianqian said playfully. This was a chance to embarrass the little girl.
"Okay, then I'll go change." Yue'er walked out helplessly.

Chapter 139 Harmony
: 10-21 10:17:46 Words: 3418

Qianqian and Yan Nange took off each other's clothes, inevitably getting handsy. However, Qianqian still had the upper hand. Yan Nange didn't expect her to be so terrifying once she let go; she was practically a female hooligan.
The two women, dressed in loose and comfortable bathrobes, entered gracefully. Yue'er wore cool slippers on her cute little feet, draped in a cloud-like black shawl. Beneath the well-fitting bathrobes was a surprisingly alluring figure; at this moment, Yue'er appeared both elfin and charming.
"So our Yue'er has really grown up," Qianqian said with a smile, taking Yue'er's hand in one hand and Yan Nange's in the other. The three of them, each with their own distinct expressions, entered the hot spring room.
Yan Nange and Qianqian both removed their clothes and entered the warm water.
The bathhouse was thoughtfully designed, spacious, and well-ventilated, without feeling stuffy at all. It was truly no different from being outdoors, yet more private.
Yan Nange's intense gaze made Qianqian blush and her heart race.
"Yue'er, why aren't you coming down?" Qianqian's body reacted, her skin turning crimson, her voice trembling.
"Mmm." Yue'er couldn't escape it any longer, so she slowly removed her bathrobes and shoes, took a silk scarf to cover herself, and entered the hot spring, sitting in the distance. She lowered her head, fiddling with her silk scarf. Her face was flushed crimson.
Qianqian and Yan Nange were shamelessly engaging in intimate acts.
Although Yue'er didn't dare watch their performance, the sounds still involuntarily reached her ears, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Yan Nange and Qianqian cultivated together in the warm waters of Huaqing Pool. Whether it was because they were in the water or because of the presence of a third party, their skills improved rapidly. A faint fragrance wafted from the rising steam, like the eyes of lovers, deep and tender.
Finally, they stopped, and after their satisfaction, they soaked in the hot spring for a while, whispering sweet nothings.
Qianqian made Yue'er sit down, pulled off her silk scarf, and then pushed her into Yan Nange's arms.
Yan Nange knew that Yue'er was to accompany Qianqian as part of her dowry, but he didn't want to touch her yet. Although her body had grown up, she was still essentially a little girl. He would deal with it later.
Yan Nange teased Yue'er with casual remarks, and Yue'er gradually got used to Yan Nange's personality.
After washing up, they left the hot spring, dried themselves, and put on bathrobes to have dinner.
It was more like a banquet, quite lavish. Yue'er and Yan Nange had become acquainted, and they enjoyed the meal immensely.
Time flies, and the days in the gentle embrace of love seem short.
Before they knew it, Yan Nange was on the eve of his mission. In just one more day, he would be undertaking a crucial task concerning the fate of the entire Nine Netherworld and many others.
Qianqian didn't allow Yan Nange to explain his previous attempt to abandon her, nor did she allow him to speak of anything related to him. She simply held him tightly, whispering her vow in his ear: "Brother, no matter what you do, Qianqian will follow you. If you do good, Qianqian will follow you to eternal fame; if you do bad, Qianqian will go to hell with you."
What could Yan Nange say? He could only treat her even better.
After more than half a month of dual cultivation and practice, Yan Nange's power had greatly improved. He also discussed some issues with Xiao Zhao, which gave him some ideas about his future.
Yan Nange went to the palace again yesterday, confirming that the demonic Fang King was still there, and the demonic pearl was still tied to his waist.
Everything was ready, only a little time was needed. There were two days until the fifteenth, and more than a month until Mengmou's wedding. Many things would happen in these less than two months, and regardless of Yan Nange's success or failure, things could change irreversibly. Therefore, Yan Nange needed to raise her abilities to their limit in these short two days.
Although Yan Nange didn't say it, her expression told her that something was about to happen, related to her lover and her father. But she still didn't ask, only bringing him joy and pleasure with endless tenderness and affection, so that even if they were to part the next moment, she would have less regret and more fulfillment. In the entanglement of love and
desire, time reached the fifteenth of the eleventh month of the Divine Calendar, which was also the fifteenth of the Earthly Month of the Nine Nether Calendar, a day destined to be recorded in the annals of the Nine Netherworld.
"Qianqian, Yue'er and I will wait for your brother here. If I can come back, I will definitely come to see you!" Yan Nange said, holding Qianqian tightly. Although Lingxi said the trip would be safe, Yan Nange felt that was too optimistic and he had to prepare for the worst.
"Brother, don't worry. Qianqian and Yue'er will stay here and wait for you! Brother will definitely come back to see us!" Qianqian looked at Yan Nange affectionately and gave him a passionate kiss.
"Brother, you must come back to see us!" Yue'er also sensed that something was amiss and kissed Yan Nange's cheek for the first time.
"Alright, I'm leaving." Yan Nange suddenly disappeared into thin air. Qianqian and Yue'er embraced and wept, secretly praying for Yan Nange's safe return.
Yan Nange transformed into a burly man with a full beard in mid-air, concealing his form. He flew towards the imperial city like an arrow.
What is gained can be lost, and what is lost can never be regained.
When he reached the vicinity of Yanyang City, Yan Nange suddenly felt a powerful aura, heavy and oppressive, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Could this be the true strength of the Fang King? Yes, I was too careless last time. I didn't even sense his aura or think about it carefully. He must be hiding his aura all the time. Lingxi said today is when the Fang King's aura is at its weakest. If he's like this at his weakest, what will he do when he's at his strongest? I can't even say for sure right now." Yan Nange was already starting to have doubts.
"We haven't even entered the city yet, and I'm already out of breath while running at full speed... then..." Yan Nange didn't dare to think any further. He could only take it one step at a time. If things got really bad, he would have to run away. It didn't matter if he died, but he couldn't let Xiangxiang and Xiao Zhao get hurt too.
To knowingly do something impossible and still not achieve anything—that's not bravery, that's foolishness!
The closer he got to the palace, the stronger and more powerful the aura became. However, he noticed that the pedestrians on the street seemed perfectly normal, indicating that the aura only affected those with true qi, having no effect on ordinary people.
Ignorance is bliss! If they knew that a demon king was lurking beside them, ready to devour them at any moment, what expressions would they have?
The inner palace was just ahead. Yan Nange had already pushed his power to its limit. He no longer cared about being discovered by the Wolf Fang King, because if he didn't push it to its peak, he wouldn't be able to move an inch, let alone steal the Demon Pearl; he might just explode and die. Yan Nange's divine sense also sensed resistance, only able to scan a radius of about half a mile. The Wolf Fang King's palace was still more than ten miles away. If
the Wolf Fang King was so powerful, then Lingxi must be no weaker. And what about the Heavenly Demon? What about the Goddess? What kind of powerful forces did they possess? Yan Nange dared not imagine.

Chapter 140 Fire Clouds
: 10-21 10:17:47 Word Count: 3276

Yan Nange was less than ten miles from the palace where the Fang King was located. His divine sense could no longer extend outside his body; Yan Nange could only rely on his eyesight. Yan Nange's "Leisurely Divine Qi" also had to support his transformation and stealth, making it extremely difficult to contend with the Fang King's soaring demonic energy.
Yan Nange now clearly understood what "difficult to move an inch" meant. He could no longer use "Wind Bends" to fly through the air and could only walk. Fortunately, this area was a vast, unobstructed grassland; otherwise, it would have been even more difficult.
He walked another mile, but it took a very long time. The road ahead would be even slower; at this rate, he might not reach the Fang King's palace until tomorrow.
"What should I do?" Yan Nange was extremely anxious, but the path under his feet continued to inch forward.
Just as Yan Nange was filled with anxiety and despair, a sudden gale arose, and a huge black vortex appeared in the white sky. The violent wind was blowing from the vortex, generating a tremendous suction force that swept up nearby trees and artificial hills, sending them swirling into the sky. Yan Nange felt the pressure on his body ease, and he used his internal energy to firmly grip the soil around his limbs to avoid being swept away by the gale.
Yan Nange looked up and saw that the vortex was growing larger and larger, with a dark blue void appearing in its center. Things swept up from the ground were flying higher and higher, getting smaller and smaller, and flying towards the void.
"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!..." A hearty laugh echoed from the sky, resounding throughout the heavens and earth, as if it could make all things bow down and the void tremble, filled with boundless pride and excitement.
Hearing this earth-shattering laughter, Yan Nange felt an indescribable warmth and joy in his heart, and boundless heroic passion surged in his chest. He couldn't help but straighten up and laugh loudly to the sky: "Ha! Ha!..." This hearty laughter, expressing his true feelings, resonated with the other laughter, making heaven and earth intoxicated and maddened by the laughter! The
laughter abruptly ceased, and a streak of red light, like a shooting star, streaked across the sky, magnificently adorning the monotonous heavens. The red light grew larger and larger, flying closer and closer, until finally a red cloud landed three or four zhang away from Yan Nange. The gale stopped abruptly! The sky returned to normal.
In the fiery red glow was a man, dressed in red, with red skin and red eyes—in short, he was entirely fiery red. Yan Nange felt a powerful, scorching aura surrounding him, but this aura did not oppress him; instead, it felt comfortable, like the feeling of drowsiness when one is extremely cold and tired and soaks in slightly warm water. This man possessed a majestic and imposing appearance, a towering and robust physique, exuding an aura of overwhelming power and dominance. Only someone of his stature could possess such a laugh.
As Yan Nange observed him, the man was also observing Yan Nange. He was tall and upright, with a handsome yet sinister appearance, resembling a legendary demon king. His eyes were as deep as the boundless sky, flashing with divine light. When had such a figure emerged from the Nine Netherworlds? Judging from his earlier loud laughter, although his skill was inferior to Yan Nange's, his domineering aura was no less impressive.
"Junior Yan Nange, may I ask how you are addressed, senior?" Yan Nange felt a strong liking for this man, finding him approachable and worthy of respect. He couldn't help but consider making his acquaintance. At this moment, Yan Nange didn't care where this man came from.
"Haha! Yan Nange, very good. I like it very much. My name is Man Chen, and in the Demon Realm, everyone calls me 'Fire Cloud Evil God.' I find you pleasing to the eye and we get along very well, so how about calling me 'Big Brother'?" For some reason, Fire Cloud Evil God Man Chen found this young man pleasing to the eye and felt a desire to befriend him.
"Alright! Since Big Brother thinks highly of me, I'll be your sworn brother from now on!" Yan Nange liked this man's straightforwardness and could tell he genuinely wanted to befriend him, so he readily agreed.
"Big Brother can see you're a true man too. Let's become sworn brothers now, how about it?" Fire Cloud Evil God said happily.
"Okay, as Big Brother says!" Yan Nange nodded heavily.
"Come," Fire Cloud Evil God used his finger strength to cut his wrist, drawing bright red blood, and walked up to Yan Nange.
Yan Nange understood his meaning and also used his finger strength to cut his wrist. Yan Nange was startled to find his blood was emerald green, but then understood – it must be thanks to the "Divine Qi"!
"Haha! So you're a demigod, little brother! Your future is limitless! I've really gotten the better deal, brother. Haha!" The Fire Cloud Evil God was full of praise.
The two extended their arms, their wounds pressed together, their blood mingling and flowing into each other's bodies.
Yan Nange suddenly felt an intensely hot power surge into his body from the wound, instantly coursing through him, making him feel incredibly comfortable.
The Fire Cloud Evil God's red light intensified; he too had benefited greatly.
The two separated, laughing simultaneously, inexplicably happy and wanting to laugh.
"Little brother!"
"Big brother!"
"Ha! Ha!..."
Yan Nange and the Fire Cloud Evil God clasped hands, their eyes meeting, then both laughed heartily. From that moment on, they were brothers!
Having thoroughly expressed their joy, they remembered their business!
"Brother, you're here to find the Fang King, aren't you?" Yan Nange asked the Fire Cloud Evil God.
"Yes! Over ten thousand years ago, this bastard raped one of my maids while I was in seclusion, and even absorbed her soul. After I came out, I found him and beat him half to death. I didn't expect that kid to have a demonic pearl on him, which opened a spatial gate and allowed him to escape here.
This bastard ran too fast; he closed the space before I could catch up. I'm so angry I could grind my teeth. This time, I finally managed to break through the void during the ten thousand years of spatial erosion and came here. I never expected to run into you, little brother. Haha! This trip was worthwhile! Haha!" The Fire Cloud Evil God laughed happily, seemingly believing that the Fang King was a piece of cake.
"Brother, don't be careless. The Fang King's power has greatly increased over the years. Don't suffer a loss in secret," Yan Nange reminded him.
"What I said is true, I'll be careful. But I'm confident I can handle him, haha! By the way, it seems you're also looking for him. Do you have some grudge? I'll let you get your revenge in a bit. Haha!" The Fire Cloud Evil God was very confident, seemingly having everything under control!
"It's not really a grudge, I just need the demonic pearl on his body. One of my wives is trapped by him, and I need this demonic pearl to break the seal." Yan Nange didn't hide anything from his elder brother.
"Haha, it's nothing. You can take the demonic pearl later! That's enough, I'm also short on time, let's get down to business first. By the way, you stay back and watch over me from a distance." The Fire Cloud Evil God laughed.
"Okay, I'm so glad to see you display your power, brother." Yan Nange knew his elder brother was worried about him getting hurt, so he happily agreed.
The Fire Cloud Evil God didn't say anything more, and his red cloud flashed to the palace.

Chapter 141 Great Battle
:10-21 10:17:47 Chapter Word Count: 3175

"You fanged brat, come out and fight your Grandpa Fire Cloud for three hundred rounds!" Fire Cloud Evil God arrogantly challenged.
Fang King was meditating cross-legged in the palace. The fifteenth of each month was when his power was weakest, because he had once swallowed the blood and soul of a demonic wolf, which he could never fully refine. Therefore, every fifteenth of the month, when the demonic wolf paid homage, his blood and qi would surge, and he had to suppress it with demonic power. He used magic to obscure the sun and moon of the Nine Netherworlds to reduce his pain, but it didn't help much; he still suffered on the fifteenth.
Later, he discovered that the blood and soul of virgins could calm his surging blood and qi. He happened to meet the Fire Nether Emperor, who offered to send him forty-nine sixteen-year-old virgins every fifteenth of the month. Human and demon hit it off immediately; the Fire Nether Emperor could unleash his ambition, and Fang King could enjoy himself in peace.
Today is the fifteenth again, but unlike previous years, it's another once-in-a-hundred-thousand-year spatial etherealization, a tribulation for demonic beasts. Therefore, he's much weaker than usual. He's very worried something bad has happened. And
what he feared most came to pass. When the vortex appeared in the sky, he knew something was wrong. Someone must have broken through the spatial barrier to come to the Nine Netherworld, and they must be looking for him. The point of breach was so close; it was the etherealization of the spatial barrier that allowed that person to detect his aura.
When the auras of the Fire Cloud Evil God and another person appeared, the Fang King knew he was doomed. There was nowhere to hide, and no time to escape.
"Fire Cloud Old Ghost, I only dealt with one of your servants, and you're already risking your life against me. Aren't you being a little too ruthless?" The Fang King used forbidden demonic techniques to suppress the surging demonic energy within him and walked out of the empty palace. Even with five hundred years of regressed power, there was nothing he could do. He had to save his life first. The Fang King sighed inwardly; he probably wouldn't be drinking blood today.
Only from a distance did Yan Nange see the true face of the Fang King: a blue face, massive teeth, and red and green eyes—truly unlike a human. The one he'd seen that day must have been a disguise. He then noticed the Fang King's eerie green gaze sweeping over him, almost tangible, sending chills down his spine.
Yan Nange circulated his inner energy, his eyes flashing with divine light, startling the Fang King. He had sensed Yan Nange's divine aura earlier, though not very strong, but he hadn't expected his gaze to be so powerful, disrupting his own aura.
"Could this kid be hiding some strength? Otherwise, why would that monster, Old Ghost Fire Cloud, recognize him as a brother? It must be. I didn't expect this kid to be playing dumb, so cunning, even more cunning than me. I have to be careful!" the Fang King muttered to himself.
"I won't waste words with you, you piece of trash. Take this!" Fire Cloud Evil God attacked without warning, a massive red palm shadow, wreathed in flames, striking towards the Fang King. The air suddenly became scorching, as if on fire.
Seeing that the Fire Cloud Evil God had unleashed a "Fire Cloud Palm" attack, the Fang King hurriedly flew away.
"Boom!" The palace behind the Fang King turned into a sky full of fiery red dust, enveloping an area of ten miles in crimson.
"What domineering palm power! Luckily, this area is open; if it were a densely populated place, countless people would have perished under this palm strike!" Yan Nange was truly amazed. This newly recognized elder brother was indeed powerful; the Fang King hadn't even dared to take a direct hit, indicating he was far superior to him! Yan Nange felt somewhat relieved. He could just watch the show and pick up any bargains he could find!
The Fire Cloud Evil God gave the Fang King no chance to breathe, unleashing wave after wave of fiery red giant palms towards him, filling the sky with fiery palm shadows.
"You can't escape your fate forever." Knowing he couldn't dodge, the Fang King unleashed a barrage of blue palm strikes to defend himself. Suddenly, the demonic pearl at his waist lit up, forming a gray circular barrier that enveloped his entire body. The unblocked fiery palm strikes vanished upon contact with this barrier, failing to harm him in the slightest.
"Heavenly Demon Barrier, good! Haha! Today I'll have some fun with you!" The Fire Cloud Evil God laughed, no longer using his palms, but instead placing his hands together in front of his chest in a circular motion, then making a rubbing motion.
"Fire Cloud Cone!" With a loud shout, a foot-long, fiery red cone appeared between his hands, spinning rapidly. The cone stopped in front of his chest, the flames rising higher and higher, the cone's color deepening.
"Go!" The Fire Cloud Evil God suddenly roared, his voice shaking the heavens and earth. The fiery cone pierced towards the Fang King like lightning.
Hearing the Fire Cloud Evil God say he'd have some fun, the Fang King knew he had more tricks up his sleeve. This old guy was much stronger than before. Fang King pushed his power to the limit, unleashing his Heavenly Demon Barrier at its highest level. He prepared to withstand the thunderous blow. In fact, he couldn't escape now; his aura was locked by the Fire Cloud Evil God. Unless one of them was severely injured or killed, no one could leave so easily.
The fire cone pierced the gray Heavenly Demon Barrier in an instant, but it couldn't penetrate.
"Incarnation of a Thousand Forms!" The Fire Cloud Evil God flew into the air, flicking a flame from his finger onto the fire cone. The flame on the cone immediately intensified, its blaze reaching the heavens. Suddenly, the great fire transformed into countless flames of the same size, each containing a fiery red cone. These countless fire cloud cones covered Fang King's Heavenly Demon Barrier, burning and spinning wildly.
At this moment, Fang King was no longer visible; only a gigantic fireball blazing in the sky could be seen.
Yan Nange felt unbearably hot, as if he had fallen into a furnace, but he enjoyed it, absorbing the fire cloud energy scattered in the air. He could feel his "Yu Shen Qi" rapidly increasing as the fiery cloud energy entered his body. What a wonderful thing! In fact, Yan Nange had already noticed an increase in his power after the Fire Cloud Evil God's blood entered his wound, so he knew this fiery cloud energy was extremely beneficial to him. Besides, it was a waste anyway, so he might as well turn it into treasure; maybe he could even help his newly recognized elder brother later!
The area within a ten-mile radius had been reduced to scorched earth, a fiery red expanse.
After burning for a while, the Fire Cloud Evil God, seeing no change, became impatient.
"Blazing Flames Burn the Heavens!" the Fire Cloud Evil God roared, and a stream of seven-colored flames flew into the fireball. With a "whoosh," the flames transformed into seven-colored rainbow flames, illuminating the heavens and earth in a dazzling display. The fire intensified, but it wasn't as scorching as before.
"Ah!" A shrill scream rang out, and the fireball suddenly shrank, taking on the shape of a person—the Fang King. His Heavenly Demon Barrier was destroyed, and he was torn between life and death by the seven-colored flames. Locked in place by the Fire Cloud Evil God's aura, he couldn't escape, letting the flames consume his body.
"Still too slow!" the Fire Cloud Evil God muttered, quickening his pace.
"Fire Cloud Leg!"... "
Fire Cloud Palm
!"... "Burning God Fist!"...
"Soul Refining Finger!"...
"Scattering God Kick!"...

(Chapter 142 Sacrifice
: 10-21 10:17:48, Word Count: 2853)

Under a deafening roar and a relentless, storm-like onslaught, the Fang King's screams grew increasingly desperate, then gradually subsided until silence fell. The seven-colored flames ceased burning, leaving behind a pile of blackened debris. What a pitiful sight!
Suddenly, a vortex appeared in the sky, and a wind began to blow.
"Oh dear! Little brother, I have to go now, your sister-in-law is calling me. Take care, and come find me at Fire Cloud Mountain when you go to the Demon Realm!" Fire Cloud Evil God shouted as he flew into the blue void that appeared in the vortex, the last two words coming from the void. The sky returned to its white state.
"Looks like that Fang King is finished, but I still need to be careful, don't let him play dead and ambush me. By the way, I wonder if his primordial spirit has been refined." Yan Nange muttered, raising his power to the limit, just in case.
Yan Nange released his divine sense and scanned the pile of dark objects. Only the demonic pearl possessed a faint aura, likely its own demonic energy.
Reassured, Yan Nange strode over the scorched earth and dust.
He picked up the demonic pearl from the charred remains of the Fang King. His wrist wound had healed, so he bit his middle finger and dripped a drop of bright green, bile-like blood onto it. With
a "whoosh," a cloud of blood mist shot out from the pearl. Yan Nange felt a red blur before his eyes, a hot liquid entering his body, and then he lost consciousness.
Where was he?! Pitch black, without a single ray of light. Yan Nange strained to see, scrutinizing every angle, but all he saw was boundless darkness.
"Boy, you think you can take my things so easily? Come with me, and I'll give you a proper welcome." A figure suddenly appeared in the darkness—it was the Fang King.
"You're not dead?" Yan Nange tried to circulate his "Relaxing Divine Qi," but found his body empty, devoid of any strength. He could only let the Fang King grab his arm.
"It's not that I'm not dead. Your elder brother, Old Ghost Fire Cloud, burned my primordial spirit to a crisp long ago. But before my body was damaged, I used the 'Blood Oath Poison Curse' on this demonic pearl. Anyone who touches it will be struck by the backlash of the curse, their soul scattered and their spirit lost. I didn't expect you, a demigod, to not only have such a demigod body, but you also dripped your blood on this demonic pearl, making it feel close to you. That's why it only managed to knock your soul away. But I'll take you somewhere now and slowly let you experience the torment of soul refining. Haha!" The Fang King dragged Yan Nange along, grinning maliciously. Yan Nange felt like vomiting at the sight of his face.
"I never imagined I'd still be outmaneuvered by him. I'm still too young and inexperienced!" Yan Nange sighed, helplessly following the Fang King as they stumbled into the boundless darkness. The future truly seemed bleak! Yan Nange felt dejected.
"Yan Lang!" A faint, dreamlike voice echoed in Yan Nange's ears.
"Xi'er! Is that you?" Yan Nange called out, startling the Fang King.
"It's Xi'er, Yan Lang! Come back! Xi'er is waiting for you!" Lingxi's voice was alluring and gentle, warming Yan Nange's heart. With this warmth, Yan Nange suddenly felt his strength return.
"Xi'er, I'll come back to see you right away!" Yan Nange grabbed the Fang King's arm, channeling his "Yu Shen Qi" to unleash a "Palm Thunder" strike down on his ugly head.
With a loud "bang!", a flash of white light appeared. Before the Fang King could even speak, Yan Nange had obliterated him completely. This time, he had no chance to cause trouble; everything was gone.
"Xi'er, how will brother get back?" Yan Nange asked, gazing into the boundless darkness.
"Yan Lang, grab Xi'er's hand!" A snow-white, translucent jade arm appeared in the darkness, a slender hand reaching out to Yan Nange.
Yan Nange grasped the warm hand, and then everything went black. Gradually, it brightened again.
"Yan Lang, you're awake!" Lingxi's ethereal, dreamlike voice rang in Yan Nange's ears, seemingly carrying joy and shyness. A peerless, ethereal face appeared in Yan Nange's gradually clearing vision. That face was no longer expressionless, but adorned with a joyful smile and a delicate shyness, breathtakingly beautiful.
"Xi'er, is it you? Is it really you?" Yan Nange could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. He gently stroked that incredibly beautiful face with his right hand. The skin was smooth and warm to the touch, a wonderful sensation.
"It really is my Xi'er! I truly thought I would never see you again!" Yan Nange was overjoyed to see himself truly alive. He held Lingxi tightly in his arms, passionately kissing every inch of her face. Lingxi closed her beautiful eyes, letting him kiss her, clinging tightly to his neck.
When Yan Nange kissed Lingxi's rosy, flower-like lips, her face and neck flushed crimson. Only then did Yan Nange realize that this holy goddess was naked, her full, firm breasts pressing against his chest. He could even feel their alluring shape and the delicate tips of her nipples—so soft and smooth!
The fragrance of Lingxi's lips was different from Rou'er's and Qianqian's; they were both sweet, each with its own unique aroma. Lingxi's scent, however, was a faint fragrance with a subtle, lingering aroma that grew stronger with each whiff, quite similar to Xiangxiang's and Mengmou's, yet still different—a difference that could only be felt, not described. Their
lips parted, and Yan Nange looked at Lingxi's radiant, rose-colored skin, her slightly closed eyes, and her soft, panting lips, knowing the goddess was aroused. So this was how the goddess appeared, delicate and alluring, when aroused.
"Little darling, tell your brother why you stole my body while I was sleeping!" Yan Nange whispered, gently nibbling at Lingxi's delicate ear.
"Mmm!" Lingxi's ears were very sensitive, and Yan Nange's teasing was skillful; she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She gently twisted her soft, boneless body.
Both of them cried out simultaneously from the overwhelming pleasure brought on by Lingxi's movements. Now Lingxi dared not move. The pleasure frightened her; how could this be? She didn't understand.

Chapter 143 A Match Made in Heaven
: 10-21 10:17:49 Word Count: 2343

"Yan Lang, you're so naughty! You clearly knew that Xi'er did this to save you, yet you still tease her like this!" Lingxi whispered coquettishly in Yan Nange's ear, teasing him with her delicate teeth and lips, igniting his desire.
"Xi'er, my darling, you're a goddess! But I see you know so much about this, making me want to cherish this little vixen!" Yan Nange lightly pecked Lingxi's divine cheek.
"Xi'er isn't a little vixen, Xi'er is my little darling." Lingxi said sweetly, causing Yan Nange's body to heat up rapidly, almost unable to resist the urge to indulge. Actually, if it weren't for wanting to give Lingxi a wonderful first time, to let their bodies and spirits completely merge, Yan Nange would have already gone all out.
“When I arrived at your side yesterday evening, I was too late. You had already been harmed by the Fang King's curse, and your soul had been taken away. Although I have profound magical power, I didn't know what to do because I don't know the method of summoning souls. At that moment, my divine sense discovered that Xiao Zhao in your spirit palace was unharmed. Xiao Zhao told me a method of summoning souls, saying that this spell could not only recall your soul but also quickly restore your body. Later, I followed Xiao Zhao's method and gave you, this wicked man, my 600,000-year virginity. You have no idea how much I love you!” Lingxi's coquettish manner was extremely cute, making Yan Nange feel tender towards her. He gently kissed her pretty face, his hands tenderly caressing her exquisite body, a beauty that seemed to defy the creation of heaven and earth.
“I learned some more things from Xiao Zhao to make my brother happy.” Lingxi, this holy goddess, was now whispering to Yan Nange like an ordinary little girl, except that the goddess's beauty was incomparable.
"Then how did my darling Xi'er get you, brother?" Yan Nange teased Lingxi, though he truly couldn't understand how she managed it while his primordial spirit was absent; the scene must have been quite erotic.
"Brother, you're so naughty! Thinking about such shameful things!" Lingxi sensed Yan Nange's thoughts and playfully punched him with her cute little fists.
Watching a once serene and pure goddess become like a shy, submissive girl on his body, Yan Nange felt an unparalleled sense of accomplishment! Therefore, he wanted to cherish her even more, to make her happy.
"It was Little Zhao who helped Xi'er with the true energy in brother's body," Lingxi murmured shyly, probably recalling that shameful scene.
"Come, darling, let brother pamper you properly to make up for it. Let my Xi'er become the happiest goddess in the world!" Yan Nange said sweetly as he rolled over and pinned Lingxi beneath him. The two quickly lost themselves in the boundless fusion of spiritual desire.
"Brother, ah!" Lingxi cried out, and Yan Nange knew she had arrived. Yan Nange restrained himself from exploding; he wanted to give Lingxi even greater pleasure.
Lingxi's flushed face wore an expression that seemed to be both smiling and crying. Her long, curled eyelashes, like her delicate nose and lips, trembled rhythmically in her slightly closed eyes. Yan Nange knew she was still immersed in the afterglow of ecstasy.
Yan Nange gently lay on top of Lingxi, caressing her with his hands and lips, giving her tender care. He knew that Lingxi needed this most at this moment. Any woman in this situation needs tender care.
After a long while, Lingxi recovered from the extreme dizziness and overwhelming pleasure. She opened her beautiful eyes and tightly embraced Yan Nange, looking deeply into his eyes. "Brother, you're so good!" Lingxi passionately kissed Yan Nange, thanking him for the unparalleled joy and happiness he had brought her, thanking him for his tenderness and thoughtfulness. This kiss opened the prelude to the next battle.
After several moments of ecstasy, Yan Nange planted his seed within Lingxi's beautiful body. After recovering, the two embraced, united, neither wanting to separate for even a moment.
"Xi'er, do you know, to any man, you are a priceless treasure," Yan Nange gently brushed a few stray strands of Lingxi's hair behind her ear. This was Yan Nange's favorite gesture, and one that moved girls deeply, demonstrating his tenderness and care.
"As long as Xi'er becomes brother's treasure, brother will also be Xi'er's treasure," Lingxi said sweetly, displaying the complete demeanor of a little girl. After speaking, Lingxi nestled tightly in Yan Nange's arms, like a cute little kitten.
Yan Nange, in turn, held Lingxi's slender waist tightly with one arm, letting her rest her head on his other.
"I call my precious Xi'er a treasure because not only is Xi'er incredibly powerful, but she is also ethereal and otherworldly beautiful. There is no other beauty like Xi'er in the world. Most importantly, Xi'er's body is not only beautiful, but also has endless wonders. Brother will definitely make Xi'er the happiest little girl in the world!" Yan Nange said affectionately, kissing Lingxi's forehead and eyes.
"Why do you say Xi'er is so amazing, brother?" Lingxi hadn't learned this from Xiao Zhao. She opened her dreamy, beautiful eyes and asked Yan Nange.
"Because Xi'er is indeed very amazing. But this also shows that Xi'er and brother are a match made in heaven. Even if you were a god, you wouldn't be able to enjoy my precious Xi'er! Come, let brother pamper my darling." After Yan Nange finished speaking, he kissed Lingxi's tender red lips.
Lingxi was also moved by Yan Nange's words and responded passionately. Chapter

144
: Gentle Paradise (October 21, 10:17:49, 1635 words)

Yan Nange gazed at Lingxi's indescribably beautiful divine body with a pilgrim's reverence. Exquisite beauty inevitably evokes a sense of pilgrimage.
To manipulate a sacred and noble woman at will, making her charming, obsequious, even pleading, is undoubtedly every man's ultimate dream, though few can achieve it.
Sometimes, men may conquer the world by conquering women, but this requires profound potential and immense strength.
When Yan Nange lifted Lingxi's slender, delicate feet, tenderly caressing each jade-like toe in his mouth, Lingxi finally couldn't help but let out a long, mournful moan, filling the entire Divine Lotus Throne with a slippery fragrance.
Lying amidst her own fragrant, misty embrace, Lingxi was already lost in a blissful trance, her mind transported to another wondrous world by boundless pleasure, a world of soaring joy and ever-increasing ecstasy.
Lingxi wished her lover would keep her forever in this dazzling world, never to awaken!
Yan Nange knew just how lucky he was. Lingxi was undoubtedly a precious, painful gift from heaven (or rather, a goddess). How could he possibly repay heaven and this beautiful woman? With overwhelming emotion, Yan Nange knelt before Lingxi…
Time flew by in their tender embrace, their love flowing like a gentle breeze.
Three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye, and both Lingxi and Yan Nange's cultivation had greatly improved. Lingxi's chronic illness was completely cured, and she even advanced a level in cultivation. Yan Nange, having obtained Lingxi's 600,000-year-old virgin yin essence and absorbed a large amount of Lingxi's divine body's yin essence, not only saw a significant increase in his power and healed his injuries, but also acquired a "sub-god's body." With time and cultivation, he would surely become a "god's body," at which point he would be immortal, indestructible, and able to travel freely between realms.
The affection between Yan Nange and Lingxi also deepened during these days of continuous spiritual and physical intimacy, becoming even more tender, sweet, and endlessly profound.
"Emperor Huoyou is dead. The Second Prince, Lieyan, lost both legs. When the Fire Cloud Evil God and the Fang King fought, they were in the tunnel beneath the palace. One was burned to death and the other injured by the Fire Cloud Evil God's flames, along with several guards. Now, the First Prince, Liejie, is preparing to ascend the throne. Qianqian is fine, just a little sad and haggard; she's in the palace now. Mengmou is fine, but seems very anxious and eager, as if she's waiting for you, brother." Lingxi's greatly enhanced divine sense enveloped the entire Nine Netherworld, telling Yan Nange what he wanted to know.
"My darling, Lingxi is so amazing! Come, brother will reward you." Yan Nange hugged Lingxi and kissed her. Now he could rest assured.
"Lingxi, can I take you all back with me when I return?" Yan Nange asked, this was his biggest worry.
"Brother, you can take Qianqian, Mengmou, and the other three back with you, but Xi'er can't go back with you. Although Jiuyou no longer needs Xi'er's protection, there are still many things for Xi'er to do. Four days ago, when you were injured, Xi'er received the goddess's decree that Xi'er should return to the Goddess Realm after finishing her duties here. Although Xi'er is reluctant to leave brother, she is content with the beautiful memories of these days. After all, Xi'er is a goddess, and her mission and meaning in this world are predetermined. As the first goddess in billions of years to experience love and pleasure, I am content with this time. Just don't forget Xi'er, brother. Xi'er will always miss you in her heart." Lingxi looked at Yan Nange with tears welling up in her eyes, looking pitiful. Yan Nange quickly hugged her tightly, kissing her while promising that he would never forget her and that he would definitely come to the Goddess Realm to see her in the future.
For a moment, they embraced, and for a moment, they forgot each other.

Chapters 145 of the main text: Reappearance of the Sun
: 10-21 10:17:50 Word count: 2867

Yan Nange and Lingxi stealthily emerged from Lingxi Palace. Seeing the Holy Goddess Square under the blue sky, they were greeted by a jubilant atmosphere. Countless citizens of the Nine Netherworld had spontaneously gathered at the square to worship the goddess statue. The atmosphere was warm and exciting. Many people wept with joy.
Yan Nange also went to the square and asked an old man. It turned out that the first three days were for the royal families of various countries to collectively worship and offer sacrifices, and the following seven days were for the common people to worship and offer sacrifices. Indeed, when Yan Nange saw the blue sky and the bright sunshine again, his blood was surging and his heart was filled with excitement.
The joy of regaining what was lost could not be expressed in words.
Holding the soft hand of the goddess Lingxi, they walked on the brightly lit street of the Fire Netherworld capital, Yanyang City. Pedestrians thronged around them, staring in awe at the divine couple.
After these few days of love and physical intimacy, Lingxi's previously serene and ethereal beauty had acquired a touch of alluring charm, her dreamlike eyes sparkling with irresistible tenderness. Therefore, even with a white veil covering her face, her unparalleled beauty remained undiminished; instead, it added an air of mystery, making people even more eager to know what breathtaking face lay hidden behind the veil. Even
a goddess moved by love can possess a captivating allure.
Yan Nange knew he couldn't force Lingxi. Even if he could keep her by his side, how could she possibly adapt to ordinary life? She would definitely be unhappy. Yan Nange wanted his beloved girl to be happy, like a beautiful flower that only blooms and blossoms beautifully with sunshine and rain. A happy mood is like sunshine and rain; without it, even the most beautiful flower will wither prematurely.
Yan Nange was not the kind of man who was self-centered; his feelings for his lover were deep and tolerant, as long as she didn't go too far.
"I never imagined that being an ordinary girl, strolling around with the man I love, would be such a wonderful and sweet thing," Lingxi said softly, her eyes fixed on the shops along the street.
“Perhaps it’s because you’ve always kept yourself detached from the mundane world, allowing you to calmly view human joys and sorrows. And because you’re detached from these joys and sorrows, you don’t know the profound feelings within them. Gods and humans alike should be emotional beings. Gods without joy and sorrow cannot show compassion for humanity and save all living beings; humans without joy and sorrow cannot experience love, hate, passion, and enjoy life. Therefore, I hope that Xi’er can become a goddess with joy and sorrow in the future. It might cause you more mental torment, but it will also ensure that your long years are not wasted.” Yan Nange pondered deeply and spoke slowly.
“Brother, you’re absolutely right. Xi’er will definitely become a goddess with joy and sorrow, with emotions. Even if Xi’er doesn’t want to, I can’t help it; brother is already deeply hidden in Xi’er’s heart.” Lingxi leaned against Yan Nange’s chest, and the two couldn’t help but kiss passionately in the street through their veils.
The street was instantly congested, with countless onlookers. Although the people of Jiuyou were generally open-minded, they had never seen such a sensual scene, especially since both of them were so beautiful.
The kiss lasted only a moment, but the separation took a long time. Yan Nange and Lingxi looked at each other and laughed. It was so much fun and so unique.
"Xi'er, have you heard of my newly recognized elder brother, the Fire Cloud Evil God?" Yan Nange recalled this matter.
"Xi'er heard from my sisters that the Fire Cloud Evil God originally cultivated to become a god from the Immortal Realm and came to the Kingdom of Gods. However, he was unruly and chivalrous, and injured many high-ranking gods in the Kingdom of Gods. So the God King sent this unruly person to the Demon Realm to complete a mission. He probably guessed the intentions of those people, so he simply didn't go back and stayed in the Demon Realm. Because his magic power is unfathomable, after defeating several experts in the Demon Realm many years ago, no one dared to provoke him anymore. He simply went into seclusion. According to Xiao Zhao's recollection of what he said when he left, he should have settled down in the Demon Realm." Lingxi said thoughtfully.
“Xi’er, the jewelry in this shop is quite exquisite. Let’s go in and take a look,” Yan Nange said, pointing to a jewelry shop by the roadside. This was where he and Qianqian had met. Since his time with Lingxi had been short, Yan Nange had to keep Qianqian and Mengmou waiting for a couple of days. However, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and keeping them waiting had its advantages.
“Xi’er, look, this set of jewelry suits you perfectly. It’s elegant and refined, especially the blue gemstones, which accentuate your ethereal and dreamlike aura,” Yan Nange said, pointing to a set of jewelry inlaid with blue gemstones.
“This set is indeed beautifully made, but if I made it myself, I could elevate its charm to an even higher level,” Yan Nange thought to himself, placing the delicate silver bracelet on Lingxi’s jade wrist. The blue heart-shaped gemstone and the slender moon silver chain made Lingxi’s wrist and the section of her snow-white arm peeking out from her sleeve appear even more delicate and endearing.
Seeing Lingxi’s delighted expression, Yan Nange took out a silver note and paid for it. Lingxi also picked out a set for Qianqian. As for Mengmou, she knew Yan Nange had already bought one. The shopkeeper, seeing that Yan Nange and Lingxi were the same couple from the street, instructed his manager to give them some small ornaments as a gift. Feeling it wouldn't be polite to refuse, they thanked him and accepted.
Yan Nange was naturally very pleased with Lingxi's cleverness. He was determined to arrange for them to meet.
"Lingxi, I've seen two big toads lying at the bottom of a well catching gold coins people throw down. After catching them, they even spew mist and clouds from their mouths. What are those things?" Yan Nange thought of the big toads in the Marriage Well, and assumed Lingxi would know.
"The animal Brother is talking about is called 'Golden Return to Emptiness'!" Lingxi immediately knew what Yan Nange was talking about, because she had seen that thing before.
"Haha! Interesting, a golden turtle husband! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Yan Nange laughed loudly, wondering who named such a thing "golden turtle husband," it was hilarious!
"Why is Brother so happy? Is what Lingxi said really that funny?" Lingxi looked at Yan Nange, puzzled.
“It’s not that what Xi’er said is funny, it’s just that the names of those two big toads are so interesting. ‘Golden Tortoise Son-in-Law’! Xi’er, do you know? In the Golden Stone Continent where your brother lives, if a commoner’s daughter marries a particularly wealthy husband, they say that their family has caught a ‘golden toad son-in-law’. I don’t know if it’s the exact three characters, but it sounds the same. Xi’er, think about it, isn’t it interesting to call two toads like those ‘golden toad sons-in-law’? Haha! Heh!” Yan Nange choked on his laughter and coughed.
Lingxi patted Yan Nange’s back to help him catch his breath, imagining a wealthy young master and a giant toad placed together. Then a bride lifts her veil and sees a big, green toad staring at her with wide eyes and an open mouth—the scene is indeed quite comical. She couldn’t help but chuckle as well.

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