[Fantasy] Cultivation and Desire for a Slave Wife (Complete) - 34-36

Chapter 600 [The Removal Surgery] Her

eyes welled with tears from Yang Fan's gaze, and she reached climax from the mere mention of "liquid...suspicious." Just thinking about it made the girl feel ashamed of her physical reaction. It was easy to imagine that this memory would be permanently etched into Sadako's mind, becoming an unforgettable memory for her entire life!

"Goodness!"

The situation before him left Yang Fan speechless. What's that saying again? Right! It's better not to say it, the more you say it, the more unbearable it becomes!

Yang Fan had only said "liquid...suspicious," and Sadako immediately gave him an extremely intense reaction.

"I only wanted a drop of water, but you gave me the whole ocean, Sadako..."

Yang Fan couldn't help but shed tears of emotion, so he decided to quickly remove her hymen and completely merge with her. However...before that, some fluid still needed to be removed.

Sadako covered her face, not daring to look at Yang Fan at all. Heaven knows how shy she was right now, but...the more shy she was, the more sensitive her body became.

"Let me die, this is so embarrassing!"

Wiping away the girl's sensitive fluids was a heart-stopping task. The physical contact made her tremble uncontrollably, tremble, and tremble again, while her reason desperately tried to suppress it all. Like a spring, the harder it was compressed, the stronger the rebound.

Finally, when the girl's reason could no longer suppress the sensory stimulation, a lingering, shy moan escaped her lips like the soft strains of a flute, echoing for days…

"No, I have to be quick, or I'll suffocate!"

With this thought, Yang Fan no longer hesitated. He quickly wiped away the fluids from Sadako's sensitive areas, meticulously controlling the power of his domain, carefully preparing to act.

Before this, he repeatedly emphasized one thing to Sadako: "I'm going to cut your hymen, you absolutely cannot move, otherwise it will be very dangerous!"

The girl had just experienced her second orgasm of the day, feeling languid and weak, and didn't want to move at all. Hearing Yang Fan's words, she naturally nodded repeatedly.

Using the power of his domain to cut off a hymen would seem like a high-risk operation to outsiders. But for Yang Fan, it was as easy as picking up a snail with three fingers—a sure thing.

Sadako hadn't even sensed anything unusual when she heard Yang Fan say, "Done!"

Looking up at him, she noticed a small, not-so-transparent object in his hand. It was a small, round piece with a hole in the middle, about the length of two index fingers, but unusually thick—as thick as the edge of a 500-degree eyeglass lens!

Could it be…? Could it be…? A thought instantly flashed through Sadako's mind, but she was too embarrassed to say it. She stole a glance, then another, then another, but still couldn't bring herself to ask Yang Fan if it was her hymen.

"Tsk tsk, it's really resilient. Luckily, I used the cutting method, not the insertion method, otherwise…it would have been fatal!"

Yang Fan carefully examined the hymen in his hand, quite fond of it. The little thing was soft and squishy in his hand, like a hardened sponge. It was very stretchy and could be pulled very long, but cutting it off was not so easy.

Ordinary scissors were useless against it, and sharp knives, axes, saws... well, it seemed he didn't have any of those extravagant tools at hand. After playing with it for a while, Yang Fan put the little thing away.

Sadako, both curious and a little shy, rolled her eyes at Yang Fan and said, "Young Master... that thing is so dirty, why... why are you putting it away?"

Yang Fan leaned over the girl, lifted her chin, and kissed her pink lips, saying, "This is a girl's most precious thing, how can you say it's dirty? I'm going to keep it safe, it'll be a great souvenir later!"

Regardless of whether Yang Fan's words made sense, Sadako was immediately aroused by his words, and she kissed Yang Fan, wrapped her legs around his waist, and rolled around on the bed with him.

As they rolled, the concave and convex parts naturally merged together. No one knew whether Yang Fan pushed Sadako down or Sadako pushed Yang Fan back.

However, that didn't matter. What mattered was that the moment Yang Fan entered, an indescribable feeling suddenly overwhelmed Sadako…

A tremendous force, accompanied by a huge foreign object, squeezed deep into Sadako's body. In just one moment, she felt as if her soul had left her body, being brutally killed by Yang Fan. But then, Yang Fan's withdrawal made her feel her soul return to her body. However, with the return of her soul, a burning pain and the added pain of an extra burden also invaded her entire body.

Limbs connected, flesh intertwined, like conjoined twins, allowed Sadako to easily sense Yang Fan's inner thoughts. Countless pleasurable and comfortable feelings surged wildly into her mind, threatening to burst her little head!

During those initial painful times, Sadako didn't know how she got through them. All she knew was that besides the sensations of swelling, burning, and discomfort in her lower body, there were no other sensations.

But as Yang Fan's movements gradually quickened, for some reason, her body began to slip out of her control. The more she tried to resist experiencing that unique pleasure, that pleasure that seemed to touch her very soul, the more she was drawn in, unable to extricate herself.

Primitive pleasure has been a constant companion since the dawn of humanity, so alluring, like the most irresistible drug. Once you've tasted it, you can never escape, becoming a slave to desire, unable to break free unless you possess great wisdom and willpower!

Gentle advances, swift retreats—each cycle added another layer of pleasure. This gentle yet fierce, tingling yet numbing, burning yet fiery… this entanglement of sensations made Sadako fall deeply intoxicated after just one try.

Even without Yang Fan's guidance, her legs instinctively clamped around Yang Fan's strong waist, gripping him tightly. It seemed that only in this way could she allow herself to tumble and fall in this sea of desire, tossed and turned by the waves, yet not be drowned.

After less than a hundred repetitions, Sadako couldn't help but feel a jolt of numbness in her body, her face flushed, and she screamed before collapsing limply onto the bed.

Yang Fan, holding the limp Sadako, was somewhat amused and exasperated. How long had it been? This little girl was already done for!

Not only Yang Fan, but even Sadako herself, lying limp on the bed, her soul seemingly soaring, was bewildered by her body's sensitivity. But the sensation of her soul seemingly soaking in a hot spring was so wonderful that the bewilderment only appeared briefly before being forgotten. "Never mind... this feeling is just too wonderful, let me enjoy it a little longer..."

Yang Fan naturally couldn't hear Sadako's low moans. He leaned down, staring into her hazy eyes, trying to awaken her. A kiss... unsuccessful. Although she responded, it was merely a natural bodily reaction, completely unconscious.

A touch with his tongue, from her jade-like neck to behind her ears, from her pink arms to her breasts, he left a trail of saliva, but the result was the same. So, he decided to ignore her reactions and try to find his own pleasure. He believed that when he felt pleasure, she would surely regain consciousness under the call of pleasure!

After the missionary position, Yang Fan chose the second position: the doggy style... also known as the legendary cicada-wing position. This position often allows for deeper contact between the two, and the most wonderful part is the woman's buttocks, which have the most muscle tissue.

Soft, tender, bouncy, and smooth—all these wonderful qualities combined in one. It bumped against her, bounced back, bumped against her again, bounced back again… this repeated endlessly. The sensations were truly indescribable.

Yang Fan was thoroughly enjoying himself, while Sadako, drawn by this exquisite pleasure, slowly regained consciousness. A woman's resilience is astonishing, like that superwoman in a South Asian garden who, despite a record-breaking two hundred blooms and withers, was completely unharmed, though a little tired. Based on this understanding, as soon as Yang Fan noticed Sadako becoming more proactive, he immediately intensified his offensive, unleashing all the techniques he hadn't yet used.

Blooming, withering. Withering, blooming. Sadako's constitution, like the waves of the ocean, was gradually developed by Yang Fan, until… the end of love.

Just as he was about to ejaculate, Yang Fan suddenly pulled out, and a white thread shot from Sadako's buttocks, landing on her hair. She instinctively turned her head, and another white thread… landed on her face. It landed on his back…on his buttocks…

this time, the amount was astonishing. The desire that had burned within Yang Fan for so long finally subsided…

he didn't know how many times they had made love, nor how long it had lasted. Only when they were both completely exhausted and collapsed onto the sofa did this fierce battle end. After stopping, they realized that every corner of the private room bore the marks of their love!

Unexpectedly, Sadako, who had been almost tricked into bed by Yang Fan, didn't cry or demand responsibility after regaining some strength. Instead, she obediently helped Yang Fan get dressed. Little did she know, it was her actions that melted Yang Fan's heart once more.

Yang Fan felt differently about Sadako than with other women. He had a deep love and endless attachment to every other woman. Although he had taken her virginity, Yang Fan hadn't intended to take responsibility, nor did he feel any guilt or remorse.

All of this stemmed from Sadako's identity. Because she was a Japanese woman, Yang Fan felt no pressure whatsoever, just as he felt no guilt for killing so many Japanese people. In his eyes, those people were no different from dogs, or even worse.

Incidentally, this instilled in him a prejudice against all Japanese people, which was why he repeatedly harassed Sadako, even though he knew she was innocent.

Just now, although he tried to forget her identity, he couldn't completely let go. But now, seeing that Sadako not only didn't blame him but seemed to accept everything, acting like a little girl, quietly melted Yang Fan's icy heart.

"Young...Young Master, let me help you get dressed!"

Coming to Yang Fan's side, Sadako stood up with difficulty. Although she tried her best to remain steady, her posture was quite awkward, as she had just been deflowered.

"Still calling me Young Master?"

Seeing Sadako like this, Yang Fan lovingly embraced her, holding her in his arms, and said gently.

"What should I call you?"

Slightly taken aback, seemingly still a little unaccustomed to Yang Fan's intimate actions, Sadako turned her head, looking at Yang Fan with a curious expression.

"You can call me husband, or brother, or even... young master!"

For some reason, Yang Fan suddenly remembered Sadako's seductive voice from before, and recalling what happened last time, he even immediately became aroused again.

Sadako, sitting in his lap, naturally sensed his reaction first. Her body stiffened slightly, and as if she had discovered something extremely frightening, she looked at Yang Fan with misty eyes and said, "Young master, I really can't do it today, can I serve you next time?"

"Oh my god!"

Yang Fan was already trying his best to restrain himself, but hearing Sadako's voice, the desire he had just suppressed surged up again, even stronger than before, so much so that Yang Fan's hands involuntarily grabbed Sadako's chest tightly.

"Or, young master, how about I use my mouth to help you?"

Misunderstanding Sadako, thinking that Yang Fan wanted to punish her, couldn't help but plead. It's understandable why she reacted this way. Living in that environment, she had witnessed too many similar scenes. In Japan, let alone a woman doing something wrong, even saying the wrong thing could result in inhuman punishment. That's why she immediately assumed Yang Fan wanted to punish her.

"..."

What could Yang Fan say? When a beautiful woman offers to serve him, as a man, refusing would make him a coward, not a paragon of virtue. Therefore, Yang Fan couldn't refuse Sadako's offer. Besides, he also deeply missed those lips with their butterfly-like quality... When

Yang Fan walked out of the room satisfied, Sadako leaned against him, constantly stroking her lips, as if she were having a seizure. By now, Yang Fan had to admire the young master of this hotel for his business acumen; he had designed the soundproofing so well. Otherwise, those outside might have called the police if they had heard the noise from inside…

Chapter 601 [Free from Gu, Light of Heart]

“Chirp…”

“Chirp…”

The crisp cries of seagulls soaring through the sky intertwined with the cloudless blue sky and the jewel-like blue sea, creating a magnificent picture that broadened one's mind.

At this moment, Yang Fan was sunbathing on a deck chair with Shen Ruolan, Nalan Qingcheng, Zhenzi, and Liu Rufeng. With the Hong Kong matter settled, a trip to Japan was inevitable!

This cruise ship belonged to a tour group traveling from Hong Kong to Japan, but it was Hong Zhentian who arranged the identities for them. With Hong Zhentian's status, getting Yang Fan to Japan unnoticed was effortless, especially since this cruise ship was one of his properties.

"Brother Yang, how should we arrange the itinerary in Japan this time?"

As Hong Zhentian's "legal representative," Liu Rufeng naturally followed Yang Fan closely. Not only was he in charge of this cruise ship, but he had also arranged everything in Japan.

As the heir apparent of the Green Gang, Liu Rufeng, though not entirely successful within the gang, found this small matter a piece of cake. He also owned his own private businesses in Japan.

In fact, Liu Rufeng wasn't the Green Gang's designated successor. His father had three sons, and he was merely the youngest. The power struggles between his two older brothers left him helpless, forcing him to avoid being implicated. That's why he came to Hong Kong to seek refuge with Hong Zhentian.

Liu Rufeng, who didn't have much desire for power, simply wanted a quiet life in Hong Kong, but unexpectedly, Yang Fan approached him. Therefore, he was entrusted by Hong Zhentian to oversee Yang Fan's trip to Japan.

After all, he was the heir apparent of the Green Gang. Even though he wasn't the true leader and faced some exclusion, it didn't diminish Liu Rufeng's influence. Looking across the world, few dared to disrespect him simply by giving his name.

"You can arrange the itinerary. I've never been to Japan before, so I don't know it as well as you. You can handle the arrangements,"

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Mr. Liu, isn't it a bit wasteful for just a few of us to ride on such a large cruise ship?"

Even though she came from a wealthy Japanese family, Zhenzi couldn't help but marvel at Liu Rufeng's extravagance.

This was only because Liu Rufeng didn't want to be too sensational and told them it was a loan from Hong Zhentian. If she told them that he owned this 10,000-ton cruise ship, Zhenzi's eyes would probably pop out of her head!

Liu Rufeng glanced at Zhenzi and then smiled, "Miss Zhenzi, if you were riding with others, would you still be able to lie here and sunbathe so freely?"

Although he didn't know the relationship between Sadako and Yang Fan, Liu Rufeng didn't dare underestimate her at all. In his opinion, anyone who could be with Yang Fan couldn't be an ordinary person.

However, Liu Rufeng was wrong about this. Although Sadako and Yang Fan had already crossed that line, she was indeed an ordinary person without any cultivation.

It was just that since Yang Fan had removed the Gu poison from her body that day, and after being nourished by Yang Fan's essence for a few days, Sadako's physique was naturally better than that of ordinary people, and she also carried a trace of Yang Fan's unique aura, which led Liu Rufeng to misjudge her.

Sadako thought about it seriously for a moment and couldn't help but nod and say, "That's right! Sister Nalan and the others have such good figures and such beautiful skin. If those men saw them, they would probably be so envious that their tongues would fall off!"

"Hehe, well, Miss Sadako, you two chat first, I'll go and rest too!"

In front of the innocent and naive Sadako, Liu Rufeng had to admit defeat and appropriately chose to leave!

Lying to the side, Nalan Qingcheng waited until Liu Rufeng left before giving a meaningful chuckle and saying, "In my opinion, there's another reason behind it, like... it'll be more convenient if only a few of us are on the boat, right, Ruolan?"

Such subtle teasing was naturally beyond the comprehension of the innocent half-loli. She sat up blankly, frowning and asking, "Sister Qingcheng, what are you saying? I don't understand at all!"

Shen Ruolan blushed slightly at Nalan Qingcheng's teasing, glaring at her fiercely, and said, "You're going to die! Be careful not to corrupt the little girl!"

Yang Fan watched the three women laughing and joking, but showed no intention of joining in. Even the most astute man, well-versed in female psychology, struggles to fully understand the friendships between women. They might be bitter enemies one moment, but the next, a shared interest could transform them into inseparable best friends.

The slight jealousy that arose between Shen Ruolan, Nalan Qingcheng, and Zhenzi upon their first meeting quickly dissipated as their return journey began.

"Such beautiful weather, isn't it a waste to just lie here sunbathing..."

Yang Fan lay there for a while, his body starting to stir under the sunlight.

Just then, Shen Ruolan enthusiastically called out to Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, come help me apply sunscreen, I can't reach it!"

"So touching, she knows me best!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but shed tears of emotion, clenching his fist and sighing. Then, urged by Shen Ruolan, he quickly rushed over.

Her fair and delicate skin, unchanging no matter how much sun she received, bounced back quickly with a light touch—the elasticity of her youthful muscles was truly enviable. As Yang Fan applied sunscreen to Shen Ruolan, his fingers unconsciously made some inappropriate movements.

Shen Ruolan, lying face down on the recliner, had a beautiful face that was flushed red, whether from the pressure on a sensitive area or from the sun.

"Young Master, I need to apply sunscreen too!"

Perhaps because Yang Fan's sunscreen application looked too much like groping, Zhenzi decisively ruined his plans.

As for Nalan Qingcheng, while flirting with Shen Ruolan was one thing, she couldn't bring herself to do something as intimate as Shen Ruolan. For now, she could only pretend to be sleepy, turning her face away and feigning sleep.

"You... alright!"

Yang Fan could only grit his teeth and reluctantly begin serving the beauties. If applying sunscreen to one beauty was a pleasure... then applying it to two beauties was probably torture.

Whether they were secretly competing or deliberately trying to embarrass Yang Fan, they kept him constantly on the go, calling out to him, asking for sunscreen one minute and fruit the next, keeping Yang Fan running around in circles. His ulterior motives were forced to be put aside.

"No! This can't go on!"

When Yang Fan returned to Shen Ruolan's side, he finally had an idea.

He knew that the reason the two women were so competitive, constantly ordering him around, was because they had never done anything together before. They were too shy, embarrassed, and resentful of being monopolized by one of them, hence their behavior.

"Ah, I'm so tired. You two continue sunbathing, I'm going back to lie down for a bit."

Yang Fan yawned, glancing at Sadako intentionally or unintentionally, before turning and walking towards the cabin.

Choosing Sadako as his entry point was undoubtedly a very wise decision. Perhaps because her dependence on Yang Fan was growing stronger, she had become so disoriented that if they were separated for even a short time, she would seem lost and completely out of sorts.

Besides this, there was another reason that prompted Yang Fan to do this: Shen Ruolan and Nalan Qingcheng were like two evenly matched rivals, always appearing at opportune moments when one of them was a little close to Yang Fan, though not necessarily causing trouble.

But when these two beauties appeared at the same time, showing even the slightest kindness to one would trigger a jealousy war, which was incredibly frustrating for Yang Fan.

Not long after Yang Fan left, Zhenzi excused herself to use the restroom and slipped into the cabin. Shen Ruolan and Nalan Qingcheng, who usually bickered in front of Yang Fan, surprisingly stood up simultaneously, exchanged a glance, smiled at each other, and then quietly followed her into the cabin.

To avoid being noticed by Zhenzi, the two women trailed far behind, deliberately arriving at the room where Zhenzi had disappeared a while later.

Yang Fan leaned against the bedroom door, watching Zhenzi gradually enter, a wicked smile involuntarily appearing on his lips—well… perhaps it could be called… a lewd smile.

He had actually been looking forward to this day for a long time, but initially his gaze always fell on Shen Ruolan and Nalan Qingcheng. After all, it's always better to save those delicious little girls for a romantic night.

Unfortunately, the delicacies he had already tasted were actually opposed to his sea adventure. He didn't know what had gotten into them; they were clearly jealous of each other, yet they showed no interest in his suggestions.

Helpless, Yang Fan had no choice but to shift his focus to Sadako, the delicious little girl he had already tucked away in his bag.

"Have a go at sea! Just thinking about it is incredibly exciting. The sea breeze is blowing gently, the waves are rocking softly... Mmm... To the accompaniment of the sea breeze and waves, have a passionate go at sea... Mmm... I can't take it anymore!"

Yang Fan felt his blood boiling. Watching Sadako's figure gradually approach, the light in his eyes began to burn intensely...

Inside the room, spring was in full swing. In another room on the cruise ship, two beautiful women wrapped in bath towels sat drinking beer and laughing while watching the huge LCD screen on the wall.

"Ruolan, if you hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known that you had so many cameras installed on this cruise ship!" "

Nalan Qingcheng raised her beer can and clinked it against Shen Ruolan's, half-jokingly saying, '

As an elite assassin, how could she be oblivious to the dangers around her? From the moment she boarded the cruise ship, Nalan Qingcheng had already discovered some secrets on board, but she pretended not to know out of respect for Liu Rufeng.

' Shen Ruolan blushed slightly and whispered, 'Actually, I didn't know either. Liu Rufeng just told me. He said it was for the safety of the guests.'

Nalan Qingcheng drew out a long 'Oh,' as if understanding, and said, 'I know, I understand, so that's how it is!'

'What?! You brat!'"

Shen Ruolan couldn't resist tickling Nalan Qingcheng. Nalan Qingcheng's seemingly agreeable yet secretly teasing expression made her face look like a persimmon. Actually, it wasn't anything serious; it was just something Liu Rufeng had mentioned while casually introducing the ship. But now, Nalan Qingcheng's gaze gave her the feeling that she was protesting too much.

Nalan Qingcheng giggled incessantly, but her words remained unyielding: "What? My sister, how could you tickle me? I clearly said I believed you!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! I won't laugh anymore... haha... I can't take it anymore, I surrender! If you don't stop, we won't be able to see the show!"

Nalan Qingcheng gave many reasons, but Shen Ruolan remained unmoved. Only this last sentence made her stop.

"Hmph, I'll let you off this time. If you laugh at me again, see how I deal with you!"

Nalan Qingcheng straightened up, arms crossed, to prevent Shen Ruolan from attacking her again. Hearing Shen Ruolan's threat, she chuckled inwardly, "You provoked me first, don't blame me for being mean to you in bed...hehe..."

Zhenzi was completely unaware that her every move was being observed, and half-heartedly yielded to Yang Fan.

The beauty of love lies in the pursuit. If everything is achieved too quickly, it may be pleasurable, but it lacks the depth and flavor of lasting love.

Even though her heart already belonged to Coco, Zhenzi still unconsciously resisted Yang Fan's advances, and Yang Fan, far from being annoyed by her resistance, became even more interested.

Taking someone down is a long-term endeavor, requiring constant attention, day after day, month after month. A moment's carelessness could cause the cooked duck to fly away…

Therefore, Yang Fan persevered, indulging in this wonderful journey of taking someone down, unwilling to extricate himself.

But when Yang Fan's warm, moist lips landed on Zhenzi's delicate little feet, her heart softened instantly.

Past memories flashed before her eyes like a movie. In the end, they all coalesced into the scene before her.

"Mmm…"

Letting out a very shy murmur, Zhenzi twisted her legs tightly, grabbed a pillow, and buried her head firmly in it.

At first, Yang Fan was a little puzzled, wondering what was wrong with her. Soon, he received the accurate information from the reaction transmitted through her skin. He never expected that just kissing her little feet would cause her to have an erection.

Surprised, Yang Fan felt a bit amused and exasperated.

"We've worked together so many times before, how come I never knew you were so sensitive? Could it be... because I helped you remove the Gu mother?"

The Gu worms on Sadako's body, especially the Gu mother that could automatically divide and reproduce, had been removed by Yang Fan using a method he had captured from Yagyu Saburo's brain when they boarded the ship.

It could be said that Sadako was now free of Gu and no longer had to live in fear. Naturally, she became even more dependent on Yang Fan.

"Pfft..."

"Pfft...cough...cough..."

In another room, two beautiful women who were drinking beer and watching the show couldn't help but spit out their beer when they saw the scene on the screen and the lines Yang Fan uttered.

Chapter 602 [Water Flows Naturally]

"Cough cough...cough...you bastard, you deserve to be hit, how can you do this!"

Shen Ruolan took a tissue from the coffee table in front of her and elegantly wiped the beer stains from the corner of her mouth.

Nalan Qingcheng chuckled strangely, saying dismissively, "That's just how he is. You'll get used to it."

"Get used to it…"

Shen Ruolan's smile seemed to falter at those words, slowly fading until it disappeared.

"Ahem!"

Nalan Qingcheng clearly realized she'd misspoke. Her words made it sound like she was very familiar with Yang Fan. If it were anyone else, it wouldn't matter, but in front of Shen Ruolan—even they slept in the same bed, and she wouldn't dare say such a thing! What did she, an outsider, mean by saying that?

Nalan Qingcheng coughed, turned off the monitor, and said, "They're behaving too outrageously. I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

With that, she fled the room.

Shen Ruolan listened quietly as Nalan Qingcheng's footsteps faded away, remaining silent and not turning back. She knew this was incredibly rude. But the thought of possibly not being able to be with Yang Fan in the future filled her with turmoil. She didn't want to say or do anything; she just wanted to sit there quietly.

Even Nalan Qingcheng, who had left, didn't notice that Shen Ruolan wasn't dwelling on her earlier words, but instead was lost in thought.

Her relationship with Yang Fan, ultimately, was still something the world despised. Even if she didn't care about others' opinions, Shen Ruoxi was an insurmountable hurdle. Caught between them, what would become of her in the future? Shen Ruolan didn't even dare to think about it.

The monitor was turned off, and the bedroom became quiet. The record player, whose voice had been drowned out by the monitor's audio, finally had a chance to shine.

The record in the player was something Nalan Qingcheng had casually placed there; Shen Ruolan hadn't noticed. But unexpectedly, this song was playing at this moment… wasn't this meant to make her cry?

As a singer, Shen Ruolan naturally listened to music often. But… why did this song sound so heartbreaking at this moment? The song described her just like herself…

Shen Ruolan slumped onto the sofa, two streams of tears falling like broken pearls, unstoppable.

“Yang Fan, what should I do? Is there really no way for our love to end?”

Between Shen Ruolan and Shen Ruoxi, besides the barrier of their social status, lay the constraints of propriety! For her to be with Yang Fan, she would have to choose one of them… Shen Ruolan thought for a long, long time, but couldn't reach that conclusion.

Slowly wiping away her tears, Shen Ruolan made a decision: “Yesterday’s me is dead, today I am reborn. No matter what, I will not give up. Yang Fan, if you don’t want me… I… I will die!” She

had never loved anyone so much before. Shen Ruolan felt she had burned her entire being for him, something she had never done before, and something she would never do again!

After leaving the bedroom, Nalan Qingcheng did not enter Yang Fan’s room as instructed. Although she was usually willful, she was not a woman who didn’t know her place.

On the most important day of a woman's life, to stand up and cause trouble, even if others say they won't hold it against her, will make them hate her for life.

Nalan Qingcheng didn't want to be the villain, so she stood on the deck, surveying the seascape. The sea was boundless, with sky above and water below, yet they seemed like brothers, all the same color.

At first glance, it felt expansive; the sky and the water were beautiful in every way. But after a while, even the most magnificent waves could become tiring, making one want to look at something else.

"Whoosh!"

Just as Nalan Qingcheng was getting bored and wanted to return to her cabin, a small yacht glided past the cruise ship, and a flippant whistle came from it.

Several men in swim trunks pointed and grinned at Nalan Qingcheng. One of them said a few words to the others, and after they laughed, he quickly went around to the stern.

Immediately afterward, the small yacht that had brushed past the cruise ship easily spun around and turned back towards it.

Once the yacht was parallel to the cruise ship, a group of bored and oblivious men waved and shouted at Nalan Qingcheng, trying to get her attention.

From the moment she heard the whistle, Nalan Qingcheng knew she wouldn't be bored anymore. She wanted to teach them a lesson, but didn't want to trouble the captain to turn around and chase after the small yacht. Fortunately, these idiots, oblivious to their own mortality, actually turned around and chased after it. Nalan Qingcheng

chuckled inwardly, wrapped a towel around herself, and tied it in a slipknot. Her good figure might not have mattered to Yang Fan, but seeing it on these scoundrels would only defile her.

Having prepared herself, Nalan Qingcheng climbed over the railing, leaped into the air, and jumped onto the small yacht.

The group of men who had been laughing lewdly were taken aback by Nalan Qingcheng's ferocity. Despite their shock, they didn't consider the possibility of being taken advantage of. In their minds, what could a young girl do, no matter how skilled she was? With so many men here, even one of them could easily turn her into a pulp!

"Oh? Little girl, delivering yourself to our doorstep? Did you see we were lonely at sea and specially send yourself over for us to have our way with?"

"You slut, your mouth is still so foul! How can you talk like that? It's clearly this lady who took a liking to us, giving us the opportunity to get our hands on her. Isn't that right, miss?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Big Head Ming really knows how to talk, no wonder you're always surrounded by women!"

The men spoke ill of Nalan Qingcheng without restraint, seemingly unconcerned that she might suddenly attack.

Nalan Qingcheng remained calm. The journey was so boring, and a few clueless thieves had conveniently come to her door to loosen her muscles. If she took them all down at once, wouldn't the fun be over? So, she had to deal with them one by one, and make sure they were all sent crashing down on their way to heaven – that would be much more satisfying!

"Your name is… Big Head Ming?"

Nalan Qingcheng glanced at the man standing near the front, sizing him up.

Big Head Ming, however, felt a surge of elation under Nalan Qingcheng's gaze, completely oblivious to his own weight. He puffed out his rather unconvincing chest muscles, tossed his hair, and said, "Thanks to the brothers in the underworld for their high regard, they call me Brother Ming!"

The others behind him chuckled softly, but didn't dare to contradict him.

However, someone seemed to disregard his request, emerging from the cabin and berating the huddled group: "What are you all doing here? Weren't you supposed to be on alert for the support ships? Huh? Who changed the course?"

The man observed for a moment and realized the course had been reversed without his noticing. Enraged, he slapped the nearest man across the face.

"Was it you who did this? Damn it, have you all grown up with no brains? What did I say? Huh? What did I say?"

Each question was followed by a slap, and after a few words, the man's once-handsome face was now a swollen mess. Unfortunately, this man was

none other than Big Head Ming, who had just called himself "Brother Ming." Several men who had been eager to pounce on Nalan Qingcheng and then take turns with her now stood frozen in fear after the man emerged from the cabin, afraid to move an inch, lest they end up like Big Head Ming.

The man scanned his surroundings with a sharp gaze. Each time his eyes fell on one of his men, the man shrank back, not daring to even glance upwards. This seemed to satisfy him greatly. Until… his gaze landed on Nalan Qingcheng.

“Huh? Where did this pretty girl come from?”

The man’s eyes lit up. He casually shoved aside the big-headed man blocking his way, took a step, and then, still finding him in the way, kicked him.

The deck space wasn’t very large to begin with, and with that kick, the big-headed man tumbled and, by sheer coincidence, slid into the sea through a gap in the railing.

“Help… plop… help…”

Meanwhile, as Nalan Qingcheng stepped out of the bedroom, Yang Fan and Zhenzi were just getting down to business. That’s right, everything before that was foreplay; until they entered the main event, it wasn’t considered the main event.

Yang Fan had seen and tasted many beautiful Chinese women, but foreign ones were rare. That’s why he felt an extra surge of anticipation with Zhenzi.

In fact, from an ethnic perspective, the difference between the Japanese and the Han Chinese, who constitute the vast majority of the Han Chinese population, is not significant. This is a result of the Japanese consistently adhering to the theory of "borrowing blood" throughout history.

A history of the Japanese Empire, frankly speaking, is a history of the Japanese stealing superior offspring from China. From the very first time Japan sent envoys to China, they spared no effort in sending their most beautiful women, selected through numerous trials, to various places to serve as concubines.

They only served as concubines, not as mistresses. The result, of course, is self-evident: with such a large-scale casting of nets, some women were inevitably chosen. These women were then sent back to Japan and treated as treasures. Once they gave birth to a male infant, their status was instantly elevated many times over, making them heroes in the eyes of the Japanese.

Through such hybridization, the racial differences between the Japanese and the Chinese became increasingly smaller. They then turned their attention to other races, such as Caucasians and Black people…

While hybrids aren't necessarily good, it's undeniable that they have a high probability of producing beautiful women. Thus, the Chinese were fortunate enough to see many beautiful Japanese actresses appear on screen, stripping and performing arousing acts of art.

It's impossible to say that Yang Fan, because of Sadako's beauty or because he spent time with her, became lustful and completely forgot the nation's past misdeeds.

It's precisely because of their historical record of wrongdoing, coupled with the clumsy actions of people like Yagyu Saburo and Inoshita Takehiko, that at such a crucial moment, Yang Fan's thoughts were still on these seemingly unrelated things.

On the surface, it seems incredibly despicable for the Japanese to offer their women, especially the most beautiful women in their own country, to others. In fact, this behavior is indeed incredibly despicable, so despicable that no one but the Japanese would do it.

In reality, this behavior was indeed quite effective. Historically, the Japanese were so short they were comparable to dwarfs. Of course, saying that is an insult to the history of dwarfism; after all, those dwarfs only suffered from congenital developmental delays due to disease. This is precisely why they were called "Japanese pirates."

But now, looking around, where are the dwarfs in Japan?

Japan's consistent principle is: You're so heroic and tough, aren't you? I can't beat you, no problem. I'll send beautiful women to conquer you. You'll be tempted, you'll throw away your cannons, no problem. As long as you've slept, I can cultivate the seed and then attack you. Even if I can't kill you, making you kill your own son is still satisfying for me!

This kind of thinking didn't just appear in Yang Fan's mind initially; it came from his own experience. And this concept isn't just his; world-renowned organizations are very wary of Japan. It's precisely because of their wariness that Japan can't fully utilize its military force and is confined to its own borders.

This is precisely why the Jingxia and Yagyu families, like other organizations in China, have been relentlessly trying to infiltrate China and develop a powerful presence there.

Aside from China, there's simply no place for Japan to set foot. The Americas? Forget about it; the Thunderbolts aren't pushovers. Europe? Would skinheads and the Mafia give them a chance to infiltrate? The mere difference in appearance is enough to arouse their suspicion, not to mention the formidable force entrenched in these places: Chinese gangs. And these Chinese gangs all share a common name: branches of the Hongmen!

As for Africa, forget it; the racial prejudices of Black people fundamentally preclude any such thoughts! Helpless, the Japanese can only, and can only, use the guise of investment to gradually infiltrate China.

Thinking about these things in the heat of the moment seems somewhat detrimental. But Yang Fan couldn't help but think about it. He was never the kind of man who would leave his seed everywhere and then abandon it. He was never a man who would act without considering feelings, taking off his pants and doing it without thinking.

When he was about to have a relationship with a woman, it was only when he liked her, and she liked him back, that the union of man and woman would naturally occur.

Chapter 603 [Shrinking the Earth to an Inch]

While Yang Fan was still fiercely battling Sadako in the cabin, Nalan Qingcheng was dealing with Jiaxin, who emerged from the yacht's cabin.

Stunned by Nalan Qingcheng's beauty, he unconsciously tugged at his collar, trying to look more presentable.

"This vast sea... I wonder how you, beautiful lady, came to my small boat?"

Despite his admiration, he wasn't as clueless as his subordinates; his first question was to probe Nalan Qingcheng's identity.

Nalan Qingcheng simply pointed to the cruise ship, which was already some distance ahead of the yacht, without any intention of speaking. She was only on this yacht to loosen up, so there was no need to waste words with them.

"Finished asking? If you're done, I'm going to make my move!"

Nalan Qingcheng acted immediately, throwing a punch that knocked out the burly man blocking her path, then kicking another in her way into the sea before calmly assuming a proper fighting stance. Those first two moves... were just a warm-up!

Being so disregarded by a woman who suddenly appeared in front of a group of thugs would make even a relatively mild-mannered gang leader want to curse. Especially since this woman was no pushover.

"I, Hu Wenhai, have never been so looked down upon by a woman in my entire life! Very well, you're really very well!"

Hu Wenhai stared intently at Nalan Qingcheng, his face turning slightly pale, his small, triangular eyes flashing with dangerous light.

Nalan Qingcheng had always been straightforward; having said she was going to fight, she didn't waste time with these thugs and immediately attacked.

Although Hu Wenhai was somewhat infatuated with Nalan Qingcheng's stunning beauty and captivating figure, he wasn't blinded by arrogance. He had been extremely cautious throughout this sea voyage, fearing he might attract the attention of the coast guard. Unexpectedly, instead of encountering the coast guard, he had run into an incredibly arrogant woman.

Cautious by nature, though his anger burned fiercely, he didn't immediately charge forward. Instead, he waved his hand and shouted, "Go!"

He sent out his underlings first.

Hu Wenhai's plan was quite clever: first, let his men test Nalan Qingcheng's strength. If she wasn't strong enough, that would be best. Next, he would use over fifty methods to teach her that women are born to serve men.

But what if… Hu Wenhai's eyes darkened further as he thought this, and he muttered to himself, "Even if you're skilled, can you outrun a gun?"

He secretly touched his waist, and a smile appeared on his face. However, this smile wasn't exactly charming…

Nalan Qingcheng curled her lip in disdain. She had already roughly estimated the skills of these men on the cruise ship. Even using only ten percent of her strength, she could easily throw them all into the sea to feed the fish.

The hardship wasn't due to a long period without part-time assassin work; the callous intent of an assassin had gradually faded, and perhaps she really had done so. Now, however, she was much more merciful, merely knocking these people unconscious without actually killing them.

Witnessing this, Hu Wenhai unfortunately misjudged Nalan Qingcheng's strength. He thought Nalan Qingcheng was still a novice who had never killed anyone, hence her hesitant actions. This judgment would undoubtedly… cause a certain degree of deviation in his choice of methods.

"Thousands, tens of thousands, get out here now! This is where you come in!"

Hu Wenhai roared towards the cabin, and immediately two swift figures flashed out. Each held a gun, standing on either side of him behind him, but their expressions were blank.

Hu Wenhai was clearly already used to these two brothers who looked alike and had deathly expressions, and didn't blame them for their disrespectful attitude.

"That's the woman. You two aim at her. Once the brothers are all down, start shooting! But be careful not to hurt her; I still need her. Just scare her!"

Hearing Hu Wenhai's orders, the Cheng brothers, Qian and Wan, simply nodded slightly without uttering a sound.

"Damn it, that's your problem. You're not mute, you're always like two deaf people! If it weren't for your excellent marksmanship, I'd..."

Hu Wenhai cursed irritably, but said nothing more, drawing his pistol and aiming at Nalan Qingcheng.

In terms of marksmanship, Hu Wenhai was far inferior to Qian and Wan, but having a gun in his hand gave him a sense of security, especially for someone like him involved in organized crime...

When Yang Fan emerged from the cabin, refreshed, Zhenzi was completely limp, lying on the bed, unable to get up.

Although Yang Fan himself was in good spirits, his physical exertion wasn't exceptionally great. Fortunately, he recovered remarkably well. After drinking some water and resting for a while, his strength returned considerably, allowing him the energy to leave the cabin and search for Shen Ruolan and Nalan Qingcheng.

He wandered around the deck, but instead of finding the two women, he spotted a small tail trailing behind the cruise ship. Almost instinctively, Yang Fan concluded that this yacht following him had ill intentions!

Without much thought, Yang Fan found Shen Ruolan. While continuing his search for Nalan Qingcheng, he was shocked to discover that Nalan Qingcheng was nowhere to be found!

Shen Ruolan had only just recovered from her self-pity and sorrow. Although she had resolved to completely withdraw from the entertainment industry soon, at this moment, her mind was still far from its usual decisive and resolute nature.

Therefore, the final decision rested solely with Yang Fan.

Having figured this out, Yang Fan immediately calmed down and pondered to himself, "With Nalan Qingcheng's strength, it's impossible for her to be kidnapped without causing any trouble. Especially now that we're on the open sea, her fighting power is practically limitless. So, if she's not on the ship, the chances of her being on that small boat are much higher!"

After some consideration, Yang Fan asked Shen Ruolan to find Liu Rufeng and have him tell the captain to stop the cruise ship, giving the yacht behind them a chance to catch up. After all, there were ordinary people on the cruise ship, and displaying his strength in front of them wouldn't be a good thing.

Soon, Liu Rufeng relayed Yang Fan's order to the captain, and the cruise ship slowed down, waiting for the yacht to catch up. Not long after, the yacht approached, but for some reason, at this moment, the yacht also slowed down and seemed to be trying to turn around.

Seeing this, Yang Fan could no longer wait for the other party to catch up before jumping. He simply told Shen Ruolan to be careful, then took a running start and leaped over with all his might.

During the time his body was in the air, a feeling he had never experienced before surged into Yang Fan's heart. The surrounding sea breeze, the blue sky above, the seawater beneath his feet—everything seemed to slow down. Yang Fan felt as if he himself was in a state of extreme motion, while everything around him had fallen into a state of extreme stillness.

And the yacht that had seemed so far away to him suddenly appeared in front of him, abruptly growing larger. Fortunately, Yang Fan's reaction ability was good. He did a somersault in the air, pressing down on his tailbone, and landed shakily on the yacht, barely avoiding falling into the water.

"Is this the method after comprehending the domain?"

After feeling that feeling of teleporting thousands of miles in an instant and shrinking the earth to an inch, Yang Fan couldn't help but have a completely new understanding of his cultivation level...

In the past, it wasn't impossible for Yang Fan to shrink the earth to an inch with his cultivation level, but it would require the use of spatial power. But now, he didn't need to do anything, not even use his will; it was entirely an unconscious act.

He had a feeling that this world could no longer restrain him. With just a thought, the entire world would bow down in submission.

"A domain, a domain, possessing absolute control! It seems I'm far from truly understanding the mysteries of a domain!"

"Yang Fan, you absolutely can't be hurt!"

Watching Yang Fan jump off the ship's roof from afar, Shen Ruolan's expression changed. She made a decision in her heart. Without hesitation, she found Liu Rufeng and asked them to help Yang Fan.

Although Liu Rufeng knew Yang Fan's skills, he couldn't directly disobey Shen Ruolan's wishes. He gathered some men, and they rushed towards Yang Fan's location.

However, they weren't Yang Fan after all, and naturally didn't have such good skills. At the same time, they didn't think they were confident they could jump onto the yacht without falling into the water. After all, the distance between the two sides wasn't closing, but gradually widening!

Meanwhile, Nalan Qingcheng had already dealt with all the small fry and was now facing thousands upon thousands of her brothers. Hu Wenhai, though casually tossing his gun up and down, seemingly quite nonchalant, showed no sign of the panic he expected.

While ordinary people might fear bullets that kill in the blink of an eye, highly skilled individuals are not so daunting unless it's an unprepared close-range shot or a high-speed sniper's bullet. For

a master like Nalan Qingcheng, unless it's a close-range sniper attack equipped with highly destructive armor-piercing or high-explosive rounds, she could simply ignore it.

"You bitch, you'd better surrender now, or don't blame my bullets for being blind!"

Hu Wenhai was furious at Nalan Qingcheng's reaction. Normally, just brandishing a gun would terrify those self-proclaimed "fearless" and "reckless" gangsters.

But now? Three guns pointed at a woman, and she completely ignored them! Any man would be driven mad in this situation,

so Hu Wenhai also chose to rage!

"Damn it, fire!"

At Hu Wenhai's command, the two brothers, Cheng Qian and Cheng Wan, each fired three shots almost instantly. Their marksmanship was truly astonishing; they aimed at various parts of Nalan Qingcheng's body, yet the shots merely grazed her clothes.

Even the most oblivious person would know that while one or two shots could be considered luck, six shots from two people, all grazing her clothes, couldn't possibly be due to luck!

Unfortunately, such sharp marksmanship didn't faze Nalan Qingcheng in the slightest.

She had already erected an energy shield around her body. Even if six shots were fired at the same spot, whether they could penetrate her protection was still uncertain!

However, neither Hu Wenhai nor the Cheng brothers, Qian and Wan, realized this. They all assumed that six shots would be enough to terrify Nalan Qingcheng and make her tremble and crawl on the ground. The result was clearly disappointing… at least, the three of them were extremely disappointed.

Instead of being terrified as they expected, Nalan Qingcheng looked at them with a cold smile, as if she were looking at three idiots.

Hu Wenhai had never felt so defeated before. The unpleasant feeling gnawed at his heart, making him want to go mad with frustration.

“Damn it! Qian, Wan, don’t hold back! Shoot! Shoot as hard as you can! Shoot this stupid bitch to death!”

Enraged, Hu Wenhai’s face was contorted with rage, like a madman, his appearance terrifying beyond description.

The Cheng brothers, Qian and Wan, who had never seen him like this before, were indeed startled. However, as the most mentally resilient and accurate marksmen around Hu Wenhai, they possessed the mental fortitude to withstand this.

They nodded to Hu Wenhai without changing their expressions. The two then opened fire

, taking down a bunch of weaklings. Nalan Qingcheng originally intended to take down Hu Wenhai directly. However, she hadn't expected him to be so quick to call for backup.

Out of caution, Nalan Qingcheng didn't rush in immediately. Having witnessed Yang Fan's strength firsthand, Nalan Qingcheng's previously hidden arrogance had been completely eroded. Therefore, she was extremely cautious when facing the Cheng Qian and Cheng Wan brothers.

Of course, it wasn't just any random weakling that Nalan Qingcheng would be so cautious about; these two brothers, in particular, had such impressive appearances, exuding the aura of experts, which made her wary.

Fortunately, after two rounds of probing, she saw through the true nature of the Cheng Qian and Cheng Wan brothers: they were simply mentally strong and had exceptional marksmanship!

These advantages, so sharp against ordinary people, were utterly meaningless in front of Nalan Qingcheng! They posed less of a threat to her than even the Japanese ninjas. Having realized this, Nalan Qingcheng's skills naturally became less restrained…

She took a step forward and launched a preemptive attack, slipping nimbly between the two brothers. Her water turned to ice, and a flash of blue light appeared in her hands, as if she had acquired gloves. She raised her hands and grabbed at their gun barrels!

Chapter 604 [Shocking Secret]

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

The two brothers reacted differently. One aimed at Nalan Qingcheng's chest and head, firing one shot each, while the other aimed only at her abdomen, firing two shots in quick succession.

Although their plans differed, their goal was the same: to kill Nalan Qingcheng and eliminate any future trouble! If they had been somewhat dismissive of Hu Wenhai's earlier boasting, Nalan Qingcheng's current performance was now igniting their murderous intent...

They were absolutely confident in their marksmanship. Indeed, Nalan Qingcheng was fast, and her close-quarters combat skills seemed impressive, but that was all!

Years of relentless gun training, even carrying their guns to sleep, had honed the two brothers' feel for the gun to an unparalleled level.

One could say they had even reached the pinnacle of martial arts, the so-called "no sword in hand, but a sword in heart." Of course, here, "gun" would be a more accurate description than "sword."

Facing the thousands of bullets aimed at her head and chest, Nalan Qingcheng handled it with relative ease—but only relatively easy!

When she grabbed two bullets flying almost in a straight line towards her, they pierced through her ice! If she hadn't reacted quickly, replenishing her energy at least three times over, those two bullets would have pierced her palms and then burrowed into her stomach!

"Steel-core bullets?"

Nalan Qingcheng pried open the bullets in her hand with her bare hands, seeing the uneven yellow powder coating covering a perfectly etched steel core inside. Her expression immediately turned extremely grim.

Those who could use such bullets were practically unskilled. Firstly, steel-core bullets were difficult to manufacture and expensive; secondly, their uses were quite limited. Compared to ordinary bullets, they weren't price-competitive, and compared to sniper bullets, their penetration power was insufficient, making them seem rather useless.

Surprisingly, these seemingly useless bullets had actually appeared on these two men with perpetually deathly expressionless faces. How could Nalan Qingcheng not be terrified?

And it wasn't just the thousands, even tens of thousands of brothers who were terrified. They had been so focused on achieving victory, standing confidently in place, barely moving as they fired. Who would have thought that this momentary carelessness would render them completely defenseless against Nalan Qingcheng's attack after she caught the bullet? It wasn't that the two were incompetent in close combat, but compared to Nalan Qingcheng, they were far inferior.

"This is bad!"

Seeing Nalan Qingcheng reach for the bullet, Hu Wenhai's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

If someone had told him this before today, he would have slapped them across the face and cursed them as a "stupid idiot"... "Stupid idiot" was his catchphrase; whenever he felt he had grasped the truth, he would use this to berate the other person.

However, now, he suddenly felt that he was just like the person he often cursed—nothing more than a "fool!"

By the time Yang Fan found Nalan Qingcheng, the battle was practically over. Thousands upon thousands of attackers had lost their advantage and, lacking defensive skills, were easily knocked unconscious by Nalan Qingcheng. Hu Wenhai, this seemingly powerful gang leader, naturally became Nalan Qingcheng's target for torture.

Upon arriving, Yang Fan didn't join Nalan Qingcheng's group. Instead, he subconsciously used his mental power to try and elicit information about their origins.

The result was equally shocking: this group of seemingly ragtag individuals possessed intelligence that could shake even the Chinese military…

Although Yang Fan rarely paid attention to national affairs, he knew about the recent uproar in the East China Sea. He didn't care about the cause of the conflict. However, to Yang Fan's surprise, these seemingly underworld figures' destination at sea was actually…!

"Ru Feng, how far is it from here?"

Back on the cruise ship, Yang Fan asked Liu Ru Feng beside him.

"? Brother Yang, that place hasn't been peaceful lately. Large numbers of troops have gathered there from Japan, China, America, and even Taiwan. It's become a restricted area; we can't get close at all!"

Liu Ru Feng asked, puzzled by Yang Fan's intentions.

However, Liu Ru Feng guessed that Yang Fan was asking this because he wanted to go and check it out. Normally, it wouldn't be a problem, but in this sensitive situation, the cruise ship would likely be watched by all sides before it even got close. Yang Fan's purpose this time was to secretly infiltrate Japan. If so, his identity would likely be exposed. This clearly contradicted Yang Fan's original intentions, hence Liu Ru Feng's question.

"The fact that the cruise ship can't get close doesn't mean we can't get there! Ru Feng, I just got some information from those guys. It seems like the Japanese are making some moves up there. If they just wanted to do something, I wouldn't care, but the problem is that what they're doing is too inhumane. If they succeed, no life will survive in the surrounding thousands of miles of sea. Therefore, I must stop them!"

It turned out that Yang Fan had just learned from interrogating those guys that they were a Chinese gang in Japan. However, the anti-Chinese sentiment in the hearts of the Japanese far exceeded the hatred that the Chinese harbored towards Japan. You see, in Japan, they even teach children from kindergarten that China is full of gold, that anything can be taken from China. They even distort the heinous crimes committed by Japan in China during World War II, portraying it as a counterattack and defense. Therefore, the Japanese are almost born with animosity towards the Chinese, and the seeds of aggression are sown in them from childhood.

And China, as the saying goes, has all kinds of birds in a big forest. Among them were those who desperately wanted to go abroad or immigrate, and those who were obsessed with foreign things. These people not only forgot the crimes committed by Japan in China, but also held an unspeakable worship for the Japanese, considering them superior and feeling ashamed to be Chinese. Therefore, people like Hu Wenhai preferred to struggle in Japan rather than return home.

Hu Wenhai's small gang found it difficult to survive in Japan. They had always resorted to shady dealings to stay afloat. They lived at the very bottom of the Japanese social ladder. But then one day, a windfall fell from the sky, and it landed right on Hu Wenhai…

One day, a group of Japanese people, whom Hu Wenhai and his gang considered superior, approached him. They said they had a big business deal to do with them. Upon hearing that a business opportunity had come their way, Hu Wenhai agreed almost without hesitation. Only later did they learn that these Japanese people wanted them to escort something to the higher realms; if they delivered it, they would receive a reward they could never spend in a lifetime.

Because of the recent escalation of the situation, with a large number of Chinese troops stationed nearby, ready to launch a full-scale attack at the slightest provocation, it is not easy for the Japanese to approach.

It's not that they can't enter, but the entry of anyone of sensitive status would inevitably escalate the conflict. Recently, anti-Japanese sentiment within China has been rising sharply, and the Japanese dare not further provoke the Chinese people at this critical juncture.

Despite their current agitation, the Japanese know they have no ability to resist China's powerful military. Although they have a "godfather" behind them, a godfather is not a biological father, and even a biological father might disown his son. Therefore, they know that if war breaks out, their godfather might stab them in the back.

Thus, sending anyone in is extremely cautious.

Hu Wenhai is Chinese, and although he has lived in Japan for many years, he is still Chinese and speaks Chinese. Moreover, they have no special connections. Such people entering the country wouldn't be heavily interfered with by the Chinese military; they might even be mistaken for activists and given the green light. Secondly, Hu Wenhai and his group had no connections; even if their scheme were exposed and they were silenced, no one would hold them accountable.

Therefore, against this backdrop, Hu Wenhai was fortunate enough to land a big job. However, he had no idea that this job would be the last and only big job of his life…

Although Hu Wenhai lacked worldly experience, he was quite shrewd. Seeing that the other party had assigned two sharpshooters to protect him, he became suspicious. After several tests, he learned that the Japanese, realizing they couldn't force him onto their map, planned to blow it up in a desperate act.

What puzzled Hu Wenhai was that he had no idea how to bomb the island, unaware that the entire operation was orchestrated by thousands of his men, and he was merely a decoy…

This was all the information Yang Fan received from Hu Wenhai. Even he didn't know how the Japanese planned to bomb the island, and even the thousands of others didn't know much about it. Although thousands of others, including Hu Wenhai, had been thrown into the sea by Nalan Qingcheng to feed the sharks, Yang Fan knew this matter wouldn't end with their deaths. The Japanese would definitely continue to send people out. Therefore, to fundamentally solve this problem, the root cause had to be found!

If he didn't know about this, it wouldn't matter, but now that he did, Yang Fan couldn't stand idly by. Regardless of the Japanese conspiracy behind bombing the island, countless lives would be destroyed during the process. Moreover, the island wasn't far from China; if it were bombed, it might affect China as well.

Although Yang Fan wasn't a good person, didn't have much patriotism, and wasn't a radical, he wouldn't stand by and watch the Japanese commit such a horrific act. Furthermore, he had never had a good impression of the Japanese, and his trip to Japan wasn't motivated by any altruistic intentions. Therefore, this trip was imperative!

"Damn it, these Japanese are despicable! They actually want to bomb the island!"

Liu Rufeng had lived on Taiwan since childhood, and since Taiwan was part of the mainland, the people of Taiwan were, in a sense, more concerned about the mainland than the mainland. Moreover, the people of Taiwan have always relied on their land and water for sustenance, with most making their living by fishing. If the island were bombed, it would suffer the most. Therefore, upon hearing that the Japanese wanted to bomb the island, Liu Rufeng immediately flew into a rage.

"No, Brother Yang, we must stop this. Otherwise, once it's bombed, regardless of its military significance, the harm to the ocean alone is indescribable. Those damned Japanese, if they push me too far, I'll call my brothers to storm Japan and wreak havoc!"

"Brother Yang, we're only a little over a hundred nautical miles away. If we wanted to get there, it would only take an hour at most. But Brother Yang, that area is under martial law recently, we can't get close at all. Besides, even if we tell the Chinese military, they might not believe us! After all, bombing an island is such an inhumane thing, not everyone can do it!"

It's only a little over two hundred nautical miles from the mainland, although it's a bit further from Hong Kong, it's not that far. Therefore, it won't take long to get there.

However, Liu Rufeng is right. Imagine if it were you, you wouldn't believe a stranger, let alone something like bombing an island. If he were to reveal it, it might attract the attention of the Chinese military, which would be counterproductive.

"Over a hundred nautical miles? That's not too far! Here's what we'll do: Rufeng, you wait here. Qingcheng and I will go. With our skills, sneaking onto the island unnoticed isn't difficult, and even satellites can't detect us. We'll let you know once we've assessed the situation!"

Yang Fan's arrangement wasn't without reason. Nalan Qingcheng, possessing the Hundred Flowers Physique, was perfectly at ease in the ocean, and having her by his side would be a great help. Secondly, they were the two with the highest cultivation levels on the entire cruise ship; only they could fly the over a hundred nautical miles. If it were them, they might fall into the sea halfway.

Yang Fan could have gone alone, but without a backup, many problems would arise. Furthermore, Nalan Qingcheng's special status meant that if they encountered the Chinese military, there would be less arguing! Leaving Liu Rufeng behind would protect the safety of the others.

Nalan Qingcheng and Liu Rufeng naturally had no objections to Yang Fan's suggestion. Zhenzi and Shen Ruolan, though somewhat unhappy, were not unreasonable and knew they couldn't help in this matter, so they could only let Yang Fan and the others go.

Chapter 605 [Natural Grand Array]

"This is?"

Standing on the vast sea, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng looked at a distant area.

In fact, it wasn't just a single island; it was merely the main island of the archipelago. The archipelago consisted of eight uninhabited islands and reefs: Huangwei Island, Chiwei Island, Nanxiao Island, Beixiao Island, and three small islets: Dabeixiao Island, Dananxiao Island, and Feise Island. Geologically,

these, along with Huaping Island, Mianhua Island, and Pengjia Island, are all protruding parts of the coastal mountain ranges such as Guanyin Mountain and Datun Mountain extending into the sea in the northern nearshore waters of Taiwan, and are considered part of Taiwan.

The largest of the eight islands, at approximately 4.3 square kilometers, the islands feature exposed bedrock, jagged peaks, thin soil, and a lack of fresh water. Camellias, palms, and purslane are ubiquitous, and cacti grow in abundance. These plants, clearly adapted to the strong winds of the sea, are short and robust, and many are valuable medicinal herbs. A type of seaweed called *Hymenochloa chinensis* grows in the crevices of the coastal rocks and is a good remedy for rheumatism and high blood pressure.

At first glance, the entire island resembles a giant sweet potato, with nothing particularly remarkable about it. However, the archipelago is actually uninhabited, but it lies in the Okinawa Trough between China and Japan. In terms of continental shelf demarcation, China and Japan have opposing continental shelves that do not share a shelf, separated by the Okinawa Trough, but located on the upper western edge of the Okinawa Trough.

If Japan were to possess it, it would not only occupy the islands, but also place its territory on China's continental shelf, thus creating a situation where China and Japan share a continental shelf. If Japan were to occupy this area, China and Japan would have to divide their continental shelves according to the median line principle. China would not only lose significant maritime jurisdiction and seabed resources, but Japan's strategic containment line against China would also be pushed further west of the median line from the first island chain.

Japan has invested heavily in surveys of the East China Sea in recent years. According to a former Japanese Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism, these waters contain enough manganese for Japan to consume for 320 years, cobalt for 1300 years, nickel for 100 years, natural gas for 100 years, as well as other mineral and fishery resources. Gaining these waters would transform Japan from a resource-poor country into a resource-rich power in East Asia. The East China Sea's oil and gas reserves are approximately 7.7 billion tons, enough for Japan to use for nearly a century.

The Diaoyu Islands and their surrounding waters not only contain abundant oil resources but also have enormous economic value in other aspects. This area is China's fishing grounds in the East China Sea. The Kuroshio Current from the Pacific Ocean passes through here, bringing large schools of fish, so fishermen from Zhejiang, Fujian, and Taiwan frequently fish in this area.

Between the southeastern islands of Beixiao and Nanxiao lies the Snake Island Strait, over 1000 meters wide, a calm and tranquil natural harbor for fishermen. This strait is also abundant with flying fish, a source of livelihood for fishermen from Keelung and Su'ao in Taiwan.

This is why Japan has always sought to incorporate it into their territory. However, after several attempts, they realized that China would never allow them to become Han Chinese. Therefore, they decided to destroy this natural fishing ground in a desperate attempt to destroy everything.

Initially, Yang Fan came here solely to thwart the Japanese plan, without any other intentions. However, as he stood in the air, he suddenly noticed something unusual…

Upon closer inspection, Yang Fan discovered that the seven islands surrounding it formed a "seven dragons guarding a pearl" shape. While it appeared naturally formed, the more Yang Fan looked, the more it seemed man-made.

But what kind of person could have moved these things and arranged them in such a way? If it were merely about destroying one of these structures, Yang Fan himself could do it, let alone someone else. But to actually move them, Yang Fan admitted he couldn't do it. In fact, he felt that even a powerful expert at the Primordial Chaos Realm might not be able to accomplish it.

Furthermore, Yang Fan discovered that when he focused his attention on this area, the Holy Buddha Relic within his body showed a slight disturbance!

"Could there be a Holy Buddha Relic hidden here?"

Sensing the change in the Holy Buddha Relic within his body, a thought suddenly arose in Yang Fan's mind, and once it arose, he couldn't suppress it.

"Probably not. While the Buddha's relic is indeed miraculous, those who don't understand its wonders wouldn't even notice it. Besides, the Buddha's relic has always been a sacred Buddhist object, hidden in major Buddhist sites. How could it possibly be in such a desolate place?"

"However, the shape here really resembles a massive array. Although this array is hidden, I have a feeling that once activated, it would be enough to annihilate a Hunyuan level expert! Even if it's not the Buddha's relic, there must be a huge secret hidden here!"

Martial artists share a common trait: an intense curiosity about the unknown, and a particular interest in martial arts manuals, divine weapons, and mysterious arrays. If they hear of a place with unusual features, within three days, news of divine techniques, peerless weapons, and supreme elixirs will spread. Countless martial artists will then flock there, fighting tooth and nail, even if they end up with nothing. The next time they hear the same news, they'll all rush there again. The trip to the ancient tomb was the best illustration of their situation.

As a member of the martial arts world, Yang Fan shared this common ailment. Therefore, upon discovering this somewhat strange place, he immediately had the idea of exploring it. Although he didn't expect to obtain any peerless divine techniques, if he didn't unravel this mystery, it would inevitably become a demon in his heart.

At this moment, his initial purpose for coming was no longer so important. The Chinese authorities weren't fools. Since they had obtained the news that Japan was going to bomb the island, the military must have known long ago. Therefore, they certainly had countless ways to deal with Japan, and Yang Fan didn't need to worry about it.

"Let's go, Qingcheng, let's go to the island and take a look!"

As he spoke, the void around Yang Fan and Qingcheng suddenly distorted, and their figures disappeared directly from the sky, reappearing on the ground. However, the void around them seemed to be distorted. Although they were clearly walking on it, the military on the sea not far away couldn't detect their presence at all. Not only that, even satellites couldn't scan their existence.

"Is this the power of a domain?"

In fact, Nalan Qingcheng's cultivation had already reached the Void Returning Realm. However, her cultivation had been artificially boosted by her sect using external forces. Therefore, compared to ordinary Void Returning Realm experts, she still had a significant gap. At the very least, other Void Returning Realm experts all possessed spatial power, but she did not.

But now, sensing the domain power emanating from Yang Fan, she gained a sliver of understanding of spatial power. Although it was only a sliver, she believed that given time, she would definitely be able to comprehend her own spatial power within a month.

While sensing the domain power emanating from Yang Fan and walking with him, Nalan Qingcheng actually entered a rare state of oneness with heaven and man!

Originally, Yang Fan came to the island to see what was different and did not intend to stay long. But now, seeing Nalan Qingcheng immersed in the state of oneness with heaven and man, Yang Fan did not want to disturb her.

It should be known that countless martial artists could not enter this state of oneness with heaven and man in their entire lives. After all, not everyone is as extraordinary as Yang Fan, able to enter the state of oneness with nature at will. Nalan Qingcheng's entry into this state is a tremendous opportunity in her life; seizing it will benefit her for life and bring unparalleled advantages.

Therefore, from any perspective, Yang Fan has no reason to disturb her at this moment. On the contrary, he can only wholeheartedly protect Nalan Qingcheng, allowing her to remain in the state of oneness with nature for a longer period.

Some people can only enter this state of oneness with nature for a brief moment, while others can remain there for dozens of days or even months. Therefore, Yang Fan doesn't know how long Nalan Qingcheng will stay there. To allow her to better integrate into the state of oneness with nature, Yang Fan dared not stop rashly and could only wander aimlessly.

Little did he know, this wandering would have been better; Yang Fan made a significant discovery. He discovered that every blade of grass and every tree here actually had its own patterns. In other words, even a single stone here wasn't randomly placed; they were arranged according to a certain pattern, and the positions of the trees were also meticulously planned. Having discovered this phenomenon, Yang Fan then explored the other seven islands. The result was exactly the same!

"A grand undertaking, truly grand! Someone actually used the island as a base to set up a natural grand formation, and within this grand formation, they used the rocks and vegetation as the foundation to set up formation after formation. Such skill is truly beyond compare!"

Yang Fan's mastery of formations wasn't particularly high, but since receiving the Five Elements Sect's inheritance, he had intensively studied this subject. Therefore, he recognized most formations.

It was precisely because of this that he discovered that every step on this island was a formation, and even a patch of grass contained countless formations.

"Tai Chi Yin-Yang Sword Formation, Yin-Yang Chaos Formation, Zhou Tian Big Dipper Formation, Bagua Soul-Locking Formation, Soul-Guiding Formation, Chaotic Heaven Formation... Heavens, how can there be so many formations?"

At first, Yang Fan could identify the formations one by one, but gradually, he discovered that many of them were formations he had never heard of before, some even being formations within formations, with countless other formations hidden

within them. Moreover, these formations were not independent; they were inextricably linked. Separately, they were two formations, but together they formed a new formation, and three formations together formed yet another formation.

Therefore, the entire Diaoyutai Islands could be considered a massive natural formation, or a colossal formation composed of countless formations.

But regardless, one thing was certain: this was definitely not as simple as it seemed!

After such a long period of research, Yang Fan also realized that what he was seeing was not real, but merely an illusion created by the formations. However, these formations were too perfect, reaching a level of realism that could easily deceive the eye.

However, Yang Fan also realized that to truly unravel the secret, the first thing he needed to do was break the formation.

No, it shouldn't be called breaking the formation itself. This formation was perfectly natural, impossible to break. The only way was to completely master it and enter it. Otherwise, although this natural formation had no offensive power, it would be impossible to truly enter.

"Forget it, since Qingcheng hasn't woken up yet, I'll study this formation first and see if I can break it!"

At this point, Yang Fan was no longer worried about Fusang's attempt to bomb the island. He knew that under the protection of this formation, the Fusang people wouldn't even be able to find the real island, let alone bomb it.

Moreover, although this natural formation had no offensive power, its defensive power was extremely strong. Yang Fan believed that even if he attacked with all his might, he might not be able to shake it in the slightest. The possibility of the Fusang people using modern weapons to destroy it was almost zero!

Therefore, he could completely relax and study this natural formation without worrying about being disturbed. So he completely concentrated and began his research.

At this time, if anyone could see Yang Fan, they would see him sometimes strolling, sometimes running, sometimes flying into the air to observe, and sometimes plunging directly into the sea to explore. In short, every step of the Diaoyutai Islands bore Yang Fan's footprints and his shadow.

Sometimes he might stay in one place for hours, and sometimes he was so fast that he couldn't be seen at all. He even flew thousands of meters into space to look down, and then plunged tens of thousands of meters into the seabed to study.

In this state, Yang Fan completely forgot the concept of time, only knowing to keep studying this natural formation. Meanwhile, Nalan Qingcheng was also immersed in a state of oneness with nature.

Time passed by unnoticed. Yang Fan seemed bewitched, constantly moving the boulder he was standing on to another place, and then moving it back. At times, he even transformed into a gardener, transplanting flowers and plants.

"This formation is truly complex. It's not just a Taoist formation, but also incorporates the feng shui principles of sorcerers, natural phenomena from modern science, and even some unknown elements. The person who set up this formation back then was incredibly learned!" ( Chapter 606,

05-03) "What kind of being could set up such a miraculous formation? I can sense that this wasn't always the case; perhaps it never even existed. This is entirely man-made. The entire fishing area is connected to the entire ocean. If it were naturally formed, it would never be like this. Only through immense power and great wisdom could it be connected to the ocean!" "Moreover, this contains knowledge of countless aspects such as formations, feng shui, and nature. It seems that the person who set all this up back then was not only a master, but also a supreme sage who was learned in all things. It would be impossible for me to thoroughly study everything here without several hundred years. However, entering this formation is not too difficult. Yin and Yang energies, the Five Elements united, open for me!" With Yang Fan's shout, the void in front of him suddenly collapsed. The surrounding air seemed to be under strong compression, and above his head, a vast yin-yang diagram slowly formed. The huge yin-yang diagram was like a black hole, pitch black and unfathomable, like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey, emitting a suffocating aura. At the same time, a huge suction force came from the black hole. This suction force was something that even Yang Fan's strength could not resist. In fact, he did not resist. The moment the suction force came, he released a burst of energy to envelop Nalan Qingcheng, who was still cultivating, and with a whoosh, he disappeared above her. The next moment, the enormous yin-yang symbol slowly dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, the wind cleared, the clouds dispersed, and the sky returned to its clear state… “What happened? What just occurred?” At the same time, the Chinese and Japanese officials, who had been closely monitoring the situation, simultaneously received images transmitted back by satellite. A similar scene was unfolding in two secret bases in Tokyo and Beijing. A group of people in white lab coats were frantically typing on keyboards, analyzing the images on their computer screens. However, the computer screens only displayed a patch of black dots; no matter how they analyzed it, they couldn't figure out what was going on. “Could it be that the Chinese side discovered our intentions and made preparations? No, we need to prepare in advance…” In Tokyo, the sudden developments plunged their high-ranking officials into panic. “You mean, that young man surnamed Yang just left Hong Kong a few days ago?” Meanwhile, in the underground base in Beijing, an elderly man was listening to a report from his subordinate. "Yes, sir. Yang Fan just left Hong Kong a few days ago. Based on my guess, the situation there is definitely related to him. Moreover, according to the information I have received, the cruise ship that Yang Fan and his group are on is still at sea. On the sea, there are only the second young lady of the Shen family and the third young master of the Green Gang. Yang Fan and Miss Nalan are not on the ship!" If Yang Fan were present, he would definitely recognize the person who reported the situation as Ning Tianya. "Really? Hehe, I just received a call from Hong Zhentian. He said there's no need to worry about the situation there, and that our troops stationed there can withdraw. With Yang Fan there, everything will be fine!" "It seems that someone whom Hong Zhentian praises so highly is truly extraordinary. It's just that Old Yang is keeping his mouth shut very tightly. I wonder if this Yang Fan is really connected to that group. If he is, then we really don't need to worry!" Ning Tianya listened to the old man's words, understanding only a fraction of what he meant, but he dared not ask. Firstly, it was his duty as a soldier to keep quiet; secondly, he knew that some things were beyond his rank to know. Knowing them might not be a good thing, and could even lead to his demise. Therefore, he chose silence… "Where is this place?" At the same time, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng appeared in another place. There weren't many fantastical landscapes or strange occurrences here. At first glance, the surroundings were completely dark, but Yang Fan noticed tiny points of light flickering around him. Swimming around, they seemed almost alive. "Could this be the seabed?" Upon closer inspection, Yang Fan realized that the points of light were indeed plants and animals living in the deep sea. However, he didn't know much about this and couldn't name them. But Yang Fan also noticed something strange: although he was at the seabed, there was no seawater around him, not even a trace of moisture. His feet were firmly planted on solid ground, which, while slightly cool, was completely different from the icy cold of the seabed. "This seems to be the seabed, but a completely different space..." Recalling his experience during his duel with Hong Zhentian, Yang Fan knew that when the power of his domain was pushed to its limit, it was possible to create a space parallel to reality. In this space, one could see everything outside, but in reality, it was parallel and did not intersect with the outside space. In other words, while Yang Fan could see the points of light ahead as sea creatures, he could only see them, not touch them; the two were not even in the same space. "So, this is what 'transcending the Three Realms and being outside the Five Elements' means!" In that instant, Yang Fan suddenly had a sudden realization. No wonder he couldn't harm Hong Zhentian; it was because when they fought, they weren't even in the same space. Although he clearly saw Hong Zhentian right in front of him, in reality, there was a layer of space between them. However, Hong Zhentian's cultivation level was obviously not high enough to truly separate space; he could only temporarily separate Yang Fan from Hong Fan. Otherwise, the two wouldn't need to fight, because if that were the case, Yang Fan wouldn't be able to harm Hong Zhentian at all, while Hong Zhentian could kill him instantly! "It seems that this method of separating space can probably only be done by true Hunyuan realm experts. No wonder even when Hunyuan realm experts fight, it's difficult to kill each other. This ability to easily separate space means that unless there's an absolute overwhelming advantage, if the opponent can't win, they can easily retreat. No wonder it's said that Hunyuan realm experts are almost immortal; there's some truth to that. " "Where is this place?" At this moment, Nalan Qingcheng also awoke from her state of perfect harmony with nature. Although her enlightenment had been forcibly interrupted by Yang Fan, the benefits of these three days of enlightenment for Nalan Qingcheng were still immeasurable. Originally, Nalan Qingcheng's cultivation had been forcibly raised to the Void Returning Realm. Leaving aside the question of whether her realm was stable, the forced elevation of cultivation itself had countless drawbacks. It could even cause her cultivation to stagnate there, with no further progress. Although Nalan Qingcheng's situation wasn't quite that serious yet, the forced... Even after improving her cultivation, many undesirable phenomena persisted. However, through this sudden enlightenment, all these hidden dangers vanished. Not only that, through this enlightenment, she not only fully comprehended the power of space but also glimpsed a trace of the secret realm of a domain. She believed that given time, comprehending a domain would not be difficult for her. Nalan Qingcheng, whose enlightenment was interrupted by Yang Fan, hadn't even had time to sense her own changes before being startled by Qingxing before her. However, this fright finally made her realize the changes within herself.

She discovered that not only had her eyesight and hearing improved significantly, but her spiritual sense had also become countless times stronger. Furthermore, her overall strength had undergone a dramatic transformation. Moreover, all her hidden injuries had been healed. Even the murderous aura she had accumulated over years as an assassin had vanished without a trace.

It's important to understand that the more people one kills, the stronger one's murderous aura becomes. Accumulated murderous aura leads to a buildup of malevolent energy within the body. While this energy might initially enhance one's imposing presence and create an invisible pressure in combat, over time, it can negatively impact not only physical health but also cultivation.

For example, during breakthroughs, inner demons are inevitable. If there is too much malevolent energy within the body at this time, it can affect one's mind. If the mind is affected, there's a risk of cultivation deviation and demonic possession during practice. Therefore, although malevolent energy is formless and intangible, it is a deadly force that kills invisibly.

Even Yang Fan's body contained countless streams of malevolent energy. However, the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique he cultivated was fierce and domineering, precisely the nemesis of these malevolent energies. Furthermore, the Nine True Words focused on cultivating divine sense, making his primordial spirit far more stable than that of ordinary martial artists. Therefore, very little malevolent energy remained within him; even if some did, it was only a tiny amount, completely unshakeable by his willpower.

Nalan Qingcheng, however, was different. She didn't possess Yang Fan's physique, nor did she cultivate the same techniques. Therefore, the malevolent energy accumulated from years of killing was considerable. Yet, this sudden enlightenment had caused these malevolent energies to disappear, which was also something to be happy about for her.

However, the benefits of Nalan Qingcheng's enlightenment were too numerous to list. Therefore, after her initial excitement, Nalan Qingcheng calmed down and began to inquire about Yang Fan's surroundings.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is likely the true face of this place. Or rather, this is its interior!"

After organizing his thoughts, Yang Fan recounted the events of the past three days to Nalan Qingcheng. She recounted all her suspicions to him without missing a single word.

"I never imagined there was such a secret. It's hard to believe if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. So, Yang Fan, what should we do now?"

After hearing Yang Fan's explanation, Nalan Qingcheng showed no sign of nervousness; on the contrary, she became somewhat excited.

"You're not thinking of treasure hunting, are you?"

Seeing Nalan Qingcheng's expression, Yang Fan knew what she was thinking. However, on the other hand, Yang Fan himself had the same thought, so he didn't pursue the matter too much. Instead, he warned Nalan Qingcheng to be careful.

Treasure hunting is exciting, but one should only do it if they are alive to experience it. Yang Fan knew that since this place was hidden so mysteriously, and it was very likely a formation set up by a Hunyuan Realm expert, then this place was definitely not simple; its dangers were perhaps no less than his previous trip to the ancient tomb. Therefore, Yang Fan dared not be careless in the slightest, fearing that he might accidentally encounter some kind of restriction.

It's important to understand that anything left behind by a master of the Primordial Chaos Realm, even the most ordinary item, would be considered a sacred object by ordinary martial artists. Let alone something hidden so secretly. Since the other party hid this place so well, it's clear they didn't want anyone to discover it. In that case, they would definitely have left countless backup plans, any one of which could be enough to kill Yang Fan. Therefore, he had to be careful.

Nalan Qingcheng understood this as well. Therefore, after listening to Yang Fan's explanation, she suddenly became somewhat excited, but dared not move rashly. Instead, she carefully observed her surroundings.

Actually, the place where Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng were located wasn't large, but rather a long, sloping passage. The dark passage was bottomless, and its destination was unknown.

However, since they had come this far, there was no turning back. Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng, one after the other, carefully descended this bottomless passage. They were on tenterhooks the whole way. But what puzzled them was that they didn't encounter any danger until they reached the end of the passage.

The passage, neither long nor short, was roughly ten or twenty kilometers long, according to Yang Fan's calculations. For a martial artist, this distance would be covered in a few breaths, let alone for a master like Yang Fan.

Yet, this short distance took Yang Fan and his companion nearly two hours to traverse. This demonstrated their extreme tension and caution. However, the result left them somewhat bewildered.

They appeared extremely nervous, like frightened birds, and recalling how their clothes were soaked with sweat several times due to their anxiety, they couldn't help but smile wryly. For their usually fearless nature, such caution and tension was unprecedented!

"Why do I feel this is so strange?"

Although they hadn't encountered any danger, both Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng had an inexplicable sense of unease.

How to describe it? Yes, abnormal, extremely abnormal. It shouldn't be this calm; under normal circumstances, the current situation would never be so quiet.

"The calm before the storm!"

This thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind simultaneously.

It was precisely this thought that kept them on their toes, and they cautiously made their way towards the final section of the passage…

Chapter 607 [Pure Light Joyful Buddha]

"What is this?"

Before Yang Fan lay a vast space. The entire space was square and three-dimensional. Buddhist light and energy swirled around it, creating the appearance of a sacred Buddhist site. However, when Yang Fan saw the carvings around the space, he couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity.

On the wall directly in front of him stood a colossal Buddha statue. However, the statue's appearance was truly bizarre. It was a Buddha statue composed of a man and a woman. The man sat cross-legged, his right leg bent more, and his left leg bent less, tucked inside his right. The woman faced the man, her legs spread, her ample buttocks resting on his left leg. Their arms were clasped together, their chests pressed tightly together, completely naked—a scene of explicit

sexual intercourse. The carvings on the walls were all vivid depictions of erotic scenes. There were everything from Xi Shi washing silk, peach blossoms and human faces, playing the flute in a bamboo grove, lovers making love, dragons playing with phoenixes, men plowing and women weaving, climbing the social ladder, flattery, harmonious music, fish swimming in shallow waters, Diao Chan worshipping the moon… They included everything, and many of the positions were unlike anything Yang Fan had ever seen or even heard of!

In fact, the patterns on the walls weren't individual pictures, but rather sets of images, each depicting a different posture. For example, in the first set, the man lay face up with his legs straight, while the woman faced him, kneeling on either side, seemingly seated on top, her hands caressing his body. After the man enters, he sways from side to side, stimulating the woman's muscles, moving in circles, like Xi Shi washing silk. When the woman is aroused, her fluids flow like a spring, her joy and pleasure evident on her face, until she reaches her peak and stops...

In this position, the woman bends her knees and lowers her head, her body active, swaying and rocking gently and gracefully. She should not be rough or too fast; otherwise, the man may slip or suffer pain. Therefore, the woman must be careful, like the delicate Xi Shi gently washing clothes by a babbling brook, gentle and considerate, hence the name.

In this position, the man, besides holding the woman's buttocks with both hands, can freely caress any part of her body. The woman, instead of being passive, becomes active, experiencing a strange psychological sensation. With practice, the stimulation and pleasure become even more intense.

The second position is "Peach Blossom Face." In this position, the man and woman stand facing each other. Depending on their height difference, the woman should place something under her feet to facilitate intercourse.

The greatest advantage of this position is that it is not limited by location; it can be in a grove of willow branches, by a moonlit bridge, or in a steamy bathroom… Furthermore, during intercourse, because neither partner experiences pressure from the other, they have greater flexibility. Embracing each other, exchanging kisses and caresses, they feel as if they are immersed in the poetic beauty of "peach blossoms reflecting each other's faces," utterly blissful.

In the third position, the man lies face up with his legs bent and spread. The woman kneels between his legs, taking his penis into her mouth, slowly and gently nibbling, her lips and tongue caressing him, like being in a tranquil, secluded place, with a gentle breeze, soft clouds brushing her face, and a fairy maiden playing the flute, hence the name.

As for the other positions, some involve the woman lying face up with the man on top of her, his buttocks between her legs. The woman meets him, the man stimulates her, attacking her upper body, and then, during penetration, he moves slowly, using a nine-shallow-one-deep technique.

This is because the position of woman on top and man on bottom is the most common position for intercourse. During intercourse, the man supports his body with his hands and knees bent, moving up and down and back and forth like a dragon. In the West, this position is sometimes called the "Cupid's View," and it is a traditional position frequently used around the world.

In this position, the man is on top of the woman, and the woman's upper and lower body simultaneously bear the pressure of the man, creating a unique sensation of skin-to-skin contact. At the same time, it also brings the woman to a near-death experience of intercourse.

For the man, being on top of the woman satisfies his "desire to conquer," a subconscious sense of superiority that, though unspoken, is generally present in the consciousness of most men.

As for the "male plowing and female weaving" position, the woman faces down, supporting herself with her knees and elbows, her buttocks raised. The man kneels behind her, holding her waist and abdomen with both hands, and penetrates deeply. During intercourse, the depth of penetration and the shallowness of the plowing are controlled at will, while the woman can sway her hips in coordination. Once both reach their climax, they can call it a day and rest quietly.

The man is like a farmer working in the fields when spring returns to the earth, while the woman can sway her hips from side to side, like a shuttle weaving back and forth. The two work in perfect harmony, like an elegant scene of men plowing and women weaving. The man, positioned behind the woman, can fully appreciate her rounded shoulders, broad back, slender waist, and full hips. The woman's alluring curves are even more tempting from behind.

In this position, the man no longer needs to use his hands to support his body, freeing them to caress the woman's upper body, rub her slender waist, and touch her clitoris. When penetrating, he can tightly embrace her waist and forcefully reach the bottom. The greatest advantage of this position is that the man can be more flexible and mobile during penetration.

The sixth group is "Climbing Dragon and Attaching Phoenix." In this position, the woman lies on her back with her legs raised high. The man faces her, kneels between her thighs, and holds her legs on his shoulders, raising her knees above her chest. He also slightly raises her hips and back. He first inserts shallowly a few times to stimulate the genitals, bringing the woman immense pleasure and causing her to become very wet. Deeper penetration then results in a harder and more vigorous erection, culminating in the woman's climax.

This sexual position is named for the intertwined nature of the partners. It was a popular position among men in ancient China, characterized by the man supporting the woman's legs on his shoulders.

Both the "climbing dragon and phoenix" and "male plowing and female weaving" positions raise and protrude the woman's lower body, making intercourse more convenient. This position is most suitable for women who are slender and men who are overweight. In this position, the woman's legs are supported by the man's shoulders. Men who prefer this position, for ease of movement and greater stimulation, tend to favor slender women with small feet; large, robust women are less aesthetically pleasing. It is said that this is one of the psychological roots of the sexual aesthetic preference of men for slender women with bound feet after the Five Dynasties and Song Dynasty.

In the seventh group, "Compassionate Contradiction," the woman lies face up with her knees raised and bent to her chest. The man kneels facing her, pushing her waist up with both hands. The man stimulates the vestibular glands and also stimulates the woman. During penetration, the depth must be moderate, with ample caressing and stimulation. The woman, aroused, sways from side to side, her body overflowing with fluids. The man then penetrates deeper, bringing the woman to her climax, ending the intercourse.

In this position, when the woman reaches her climax, because her body is bound by the man and her legs are pressed tightly to her chest, she will struggle back and forth and side to side to release her pleasure. This prompts the man to also twist his body. Combined with the man's thrusting and receiving movements, both partners experience stimulation and excitement during intercourse. During intercourse, the man admires the woman's secluded chambers, strolling through the winding corridors, and can better appreciate the wondrous structure and exquisite beauty of her boudoir.

The eighth position: Harmonious Union. The man kneels or sits on the edge of the bed with his knees open, while the woman straddles him, her legs placed on either side of him, her arms wrapped around his neck. As the man enters, he rubs against the woman's lower body, stimulating her internally. The man cups the woman's buttocks with his hands, assisting her in swaying from side to side and stimulating her up and down. After several rounds of intercourse, the woman is visibly aroused, until she reaches her climax.

The perfection of this position lies in the couple embracing face-to-face, cheeks touching, necks kissing, like phoenixes playing together, harmonious union, a joyful experience unparalleled by other positions.

The ninth position: Fish Swimming in Shallow Water. The woman lies face down, her body upright, while the man lies on his back behind her, slightly lifting her buttocks before deeply penetrating her, stimulating her clitoris repeatedly until she is aroused, her body swaying, her juices flowing freely, reaching a climax.

In this position, the man and woman are inseparable, like a pair of koi fish, drifting and playing together. Although the man is behind the woman, he doesn't place his weight on her, but rather supports his body weight with his elbows, his legs spread and bracing against the bed. Therefore, the woman below won't feel suffocated by the man's full weight, preventing breathing difficulties and spoiling the pleasure of intercourse.

During intercourse, the woman lies face down, with fewer movements, mostly swaying her hips from side to side like a koi's tail, welcoming the man's thrusts. This method is very suitable for women with lower lower bodies; a small pillow or similar object can be placed under the woman's pelvis during intercourse to elevate and expose her lower body.

The last set is "Diao Chan Worships the Moon." The man sits with his face upward, legs slightly bent, knees together like a stand for an incense burner. The woman straddles his thighs and hips, facing his feet and back to his head. She moves her hips forward, slowly enveloping him. Deep penetration is avoided; shallow insertion is sufficient, like Diao Chan worshipping the moon with incense. The movements are slow and gentle; the man need not move, only the woman moves, and this should continue for a considerable time. Once the woman reaches her climax, the man removes the incense burner.

In this position, the woman takes the initiative with gentle movements, turning the tables and gaining control. This new attempt at female dominance enhances her pleasure and arousal.

The man, contrary to his usual role, plays a passive one, quietly appreciating the woman's movements, her trembling and swaying, a delicate and alluring beauty unmatched by other positions. The phrase "Diao Chan worshipping the moon" aptly describes the essence of this position.

These ten positions were highly praised by the ancients. Of course, Yang Fan, a seasoned veteran of romantic encounters, wasn't unaware of this. However, upon closer inspection, he felt a different, inexplicable sensation.

It seemed to him that these weren't merely ten sets of erotic images, but rather a set of extremely profound martial arts. Every movement contained profound martial arts philosophy, captivating the viewer.

Moreover, another extremely strange aspect was that the men in the ten sets were all monks, and the women were all nuns. Coupled with the space's appearance as a Buddhist holy site, it was difficult for him to connect the two. This forced Yang Fan to observe these images with a different mindset.

"The Pure Light Joyful Buddha!"

Although Yang Fan saw the Buddha statue in front, and remembered its name—

the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, also known as the Joyful Buddha—he couldn't quite place it. It is a principal deity belonging to the Tantric school of Tibetan Buddhism, also known as the "Deity of Desire" or "God of Love" in Buddhism. The male body represents the Dharma, and the female body represents wisdom. The male and female bodies embrace each other, which means that the Dharma and wisdom are combined into one person, symbolizing the infinite wisdom of the Dharma realm.

The union of these two special practitioners can elevate one's mental and physical state to the highest level of transcendence, thus granting them the merit of saving others—the unified energy of compassion and wisdom. This is the "union of bliss and emptiness" emphasized in Tantric Buddhism, or what is commonly known as "sexual union." The form of the Yab-Yum Buddha originates from the Tantric doctrine of "sexual union." In Tantric Buddhism, the Yab-Yum Buddha is a "tool for cultivating the mind" and an "opportunity" for nurturing Buddha-nature. Master Tsongkhapa said, "Cultivating the mind requires faith in the object of focus." By observing the form of the Yab-Yum Buddha, one gradually becomes accustomed to it, and desires naturally dissipate. Buddhist teachings state, "Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form." Utilizing the "union of bliss and emptiness," one attains enlightenment and achieves the goal of "using desire to control desire."

The fierce faces of the Vidyarajas (deities) are not only used to frighten away external demons, but more importantly, they can be used to deal with oneself and one's inner afflictions. The alluring and graceful consorts, who are one with these seemingly cruel deities, are indispensable partners in their spiritual practice. In Buddhist scriptures, their role in practice is described as "first enticing them with desire, then leading them to Buddhist wisdom." They offer love and desire to these cruel gods and demons, influencing them, and then guiding them to the realm of Buddhahood.

As for the consort, in Vajrayana Buddhism, she is the name and title of the female spiritual partner of a high-ranking male practitioner—a partner for both spiritual and physical practice.

Generally, such a consort can be a visualized Buddha mother, female bodhisattva, or goddess, or a woman of high spiritual and spiritual attainment with a beautiful and elegant appearance. In Vajrayana practice, male practitioners symbolize compassion, while female practitioners symbolize wisdom; therefore, the consort is also called the wisdom woman or the mudra woman.

The Blissful Buddha is a principal deity in Tibetan Buddhism, a fusion of Indian Tantric Buddhism and local Tibetan beliefs. It arose from the sexual philosophy rooted in fertility worship, which holds that the union of Yin and Yang is the cause of all things in the universe. The union of the male (representing Dharma) and the female (representing wisdom) forms is merely a symbolic representation, further demonstrating the ability to achieve enlightenment through the union of emptiness and bliss, thus achieving the goal of "using desire to control desire."

However, Yang Fan was puzzled by the presence of the Pure Light Blissful Buddha here. Furthermore, why were these ten sets of patterns placed alongside the Blissful Buddha? Was there some secret between them, or perhaps some other reason?

Regardless of the interpretation, after recognizing the statue of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, Yang Fan had another guess in his mind…

Chapter 608 [Hundred Flowers Slaughter]

“What kind of place is this? At first glance, it looks like a Buddhist holy site, but the carvings are so vile and filthy. What use is such a filthy place?”

Just as Yang Fan was examining the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, Nalan Qingcheng was also examining it. However, the feeling she got from these pictures was completely different from Yang Fan’s. Moreover, she had no knowledge of Buddhism and could not recognize that the Buddha in front of her was the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, one of the great Buddhas of Buddhism. In addition, even if she recognized it, the supreme Buddhist figure in her eyes was nothing more than a demon who had fallen into the demonic path. She

especially hated this demon, especially since she was a woman. Therefore, as she spoke, Nalan Qingcheng launched her most fierce attack.

Flowers of various colors appeared in the sky, falling like petals scattered by celestial maidens. However, as if controlled by an invisible force, the petals did not fall to the ground but floated silently around Nalan Qingcheng.

"Combine!"

With Nalan Qingcheng's voice, the flowers moved without wind, quickly gathering together and taking shape. In the blink of an eye, a lotus flower, over ten feet wide, slowly formed.

This giant lotus, still in bud, resembled a newborn maiden, composed of countless colors. However, the combination of so many colors did not create a dazzling effect. On the contrary, it possessed an indescribable beauty.

Yet, within this lotus's gentle beauty lay a chilling killing intent. Like a thorny rose, beautiful, it was not something to be touched lightly. Moreover, the budding lotus was like a time bomb; when it bloomed, the killing intent would spread.

"When autumn comes on the ninth day of the ninth month, my flowers bloom and all others wither. A fragrant array fills Chang'an, the whole city adorned in golden armor. Take my Hundred Flowers Kill!"

The Hundred Flowers Kill, as its name suggests, contains boundless killing intent within a hundred flowers. Its pervasive fragrance carries a soaring killing intent, like a dazzling golden armor, both magnificent and fierce. This is how the Hundred Flowers Kill got its name.

And this Hundred Flowers Kill is the strongest attack that Nalan Qingcheng has ever unleashed. It is also one of the Hundred Flowers Sect's most powerful killing moves. However, the Hundred Flowers Kill is extremely difficult to master; one must possess the body of a Hundred Flowers to learn it. Therefore, although it is the Hundred Flowers Sect's most powerful killing move, no one has successfully mastered it since its creation by the sect's founder. Now, it finally shines brightly in Nalan Qingcheng's hands!

And this Hundred Flowers Kill truly lives up to its reputation as the Hundred Flowers Sect's most powerful killing move. As soon as the giant lotus appeared, all the other flowers in the sky withered and vanished in an instant, turning into wisps of dust. Only that one enormous lotus remained in the entire space.

The lotus slowly drifted towards the statue of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha. Its speed wasn't fast, yet even at that speed, spatial rifts appeared around it, rifts that would only form with rapid movement. These rifts continuously coalesced, instantly forming a massive black hole.

As the lotus moved, the black hole also transformed into a long, thin crack. Within the pitch-black crack, the blood-red lotus shone like a beacon of light in the darkness—so dazzling, so magnificent!

"Open!"

All of this seemed slow, but in reality, it happened in the blink of an eye. From the moment Nalan Qingcheng made her move to the moment she uttered the word "open," it was almost instantaneous. The moment she uttered the word "open," her forehead was drenched in sweat, and her face turned deathly pale from blood loss. Clearly, unleashing such a powerful attack was no easy feat for someone of Nalan Qingcheng's cultivation level. However, in her anger, she didn't dwell on these concerns.

Yet, precisely because she attacked in anger, Nalan Qingcheng's Hundred Flowers Killing Technique was an extraordinary display of power.

As soon as she uttered the word "open," the lotus bud suddenly bloomed. The petals slowly unfolded without a sound, yet even Yang Fan heard the thunderous roar of war drums, as if an epic battle was about to unfold with the lotus's opening.

Each petal's unfolding was accompanied by the force of a missile explosion. Moreover, it wasn't a simple addition of two; the power multiplied exponentially with each petal's opening. Even Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine at that power.

However, by the time he realized what was happening, it was too late to stop Nalan Qingcheng. Moreover, he also wanted to see the true power of Nalan Qingcheng's attack. Although Nalan Qingcheng's attack was exceptionally fierce, Yang Fan had a gut feeling that Nalan Qingcheng's cultivation level was insufficient to damage this Buddha statue.

And the result was roughly as Yang Fan guessed. Although the power of Nalan Qingcheng's Hundred Flowers Killing Technique increased continuously as the petals unfolded, when the explosive wave swept over the Buddha statue, ripples almost invisible to the naked eye spread around the statue, neutralizing Nalan Qingcheng's attack.

In fact, Yang Fan's keen divine sense even discovered that those faint ripples not only completely neutralized Nalan Qingcheng's attack but also transferred it to another dimension. In other words, Nalan Qingcheng's attack could not truly hit the opponent at all...

"Not good!"

However, at this moment, a warning suddenly rose in Yang Fan's heart. He seemed to see the Pure Light Buddha smiling at him. Indeed, he did smile. With his cultivation at Yang Fan's level, he wouldn't be seeing things. He clearly saw the Pure Light Joyful Buddha smiling at him.

Although he didn't know how a bronze statue could suddenly possess such a human-like expression, Yang Fan dared not be careless in this critical moment. Almost simultaneously with noticing the anomaly, his domain activated instantly, enveloping himself and Nalan Qingcheng.

At the same time, beams of sword light suddenly shot out from Yang Fan's body, forming a rain of swords that slashed wildly towards the Pure Light Joyful Buddha. Following closely behind, massive bolts of purple lightning, as thick as buckets, arrived even faster, bombarding the Pure Light Joyful Buddha.

Faced with such a bizarre situation, Yang Fan dared not be careless in the slightest. He unleashed one killing move after another, using all the powerful killing moves from the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, the moves he had comprehended, and the killing moves from the Nine True Words, sparing no effort in his attacks.

Although he was facing only an immobile Buddha statue, the sense of crisis in Yang Fan's heart was a hundred times stronger than when he fought Hong Zhentian. Never before had Yang Fan felt so tense, so helpless. Even when he was haunted by the Crimson Dragon Soul in his childhood, he had never felt such a strong sense of unease. So much so that when he did attack, he went all out.

However, what terrified Yang Fan was that neither Nalan Qingcheng's Hundred Flowers Kill nor his own flurry of attacks could land on his opponent. Those attacks were all redirected to another dimension by the strange ripples emanating from the Pure Joyful Buddha.

Yang Fan knew that this was a technique that could only be used by someone with a masterful grasp of spatial power; not even Hong Zhentian possessed such a skill.

In other words, he was facing at least a Hunyuan Realm expert. Although he didn't understand why a Buddha statue would possess the abilities of a Hunyuan Realm expert, one thing was certain: this was all set in stone!

"Damn it, how could such a bizarre thing happen? Could it be that ghosts and monsters really exist in this world?"

As a martial artist at the Returning to the Void Realm, Yang Fan had always held a dismissive attitude towards talk of ghosts and gods. In his view, so-called ghosts and gods were nothing more than the tricks of charlatans, completely beneath the notice of true martial artists like himself. They were nothing more than deceptive methods, utterly unacceptable to his understanding.

Yet, at this moment, not only was he helpless against a Buddha statue, but it was even smiling at him. At first, he didn't think much of it, but now, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat broke out on his back…

"What's going on?"

At this moment, Nalan Qingcheng also noticed this problem. If her anger stemmed from seeing those inappropriate pictures, why was Yang Fan attacking? Before she could even consider this question, Nalan Qingcheng discovered that neither her attacks nor Yang Fan's killing moves could destroy the Buddha statue, nor could they even get close to it. This discovery greatly surprised Nalan Qingcheng.

"It's nothing. If I'm not mistaken, some powerful being must have left some tricks here. Think about it, if they can set up such a powerful formation, then it's not surprising that they would leave some backup plans!"

At this moment, Yang Fan calmed down. Thinking about it, it made sense. If they could set up such a powerful formation, then setting up a few more to prevent others from destroying this place would be easy. Moreover, the methods of a Hunyuan expert, even a random backup plan, were far beyond their capabilities.

However, despite this analysis, Yang Fan still couldn't explain why the Pure Light Joyful Buddha smiled at him…

"Oh no, Yang Fan, look, the way we came is gone!"

Just then, Yang Fan suddenly heard Nalan Qingcheng's exclamation. He turned his head and found that the passage they had come from had vanished without a trace. At this moment, the two of them were completely in a closed space; not only was there no passage, but there wasn't even the slightest trace left.

"We must have accidentally touched something we shouldn't have, causing a change in the formation and trapping us here!"

After observing for a while, Yang Fan made this decision. Fortunately, with their current cultivation levels, they could go for months without food or water, so they weren't worried about that. As for breathing, with Yang Fan's domain activated, creating his own world, there was no need to worry. The only concern now was that they had no idea where they were or how to get out.

"You mean, this is a large formation, and we just triggered it? Could it be because I attacked the Buddha statue?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but whisper. In fact, she knew she had been reckless. In this unknown place, any action could lead to certain doom. Moreover, if, as Yang Fan said, this was a large formation, her random attack could very well activate the killing formation completely.

You see, a normal formation is not offensive if it isn't triggered. But once attacked by external force, it will activate instantly, becoming an unparalleled killing formation. Those who touch the formation will be attacked by the entire formation.

Although Nalan Qingcheng is not proficient in formations, she is still from a holy land and has a high level of expertise in this area. Therefore, when she heard Yang Fan's explanation, she knew that she had definitely caused a great disaster. Moreover, this disaster could very well cost them both their lives.

"It's alright, didn't I break the natural formation outside? If it's a formation, there must be a way to break it. You know, although the Heavenly Dao is ruthless, there is always a glimmer of hope. As the saying goes, the Great Derivation Number is fifty, and its application number is forty-nine. The other one is that glimmer of hope. Watch how I break it!"

Although he was very wary of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha statue, Yang Fan had no choice but to do so at this moment.

Because if this was a formation, he had to break it. No matter the outcome, he couldn't let the two of them stay trapped here forever. So, the moment he finished speaking, Yang Fan moved again.

And this time, the method of breaking the formation was simple and direct: to break it directly with brute force. Because Yang Fan had no idea what kind of formation this was, he knew absolutely nothing about it. Therefore, the only way to break it was through the simplest and most direct method!

"Nine Heavens Thunder, Cataclysmic Calamity, Heavenly Thunder Descends, All Things Annihilate. Open!"

Boom! With a roar from Yang Fan, a giant fist formed of purple lightning suddenly appeared above his head. As soon as the fist formed, it blasted directly into the surrounding space. Since he couldn't attack the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, Yang Fan had no choice but to settle for attacking the paintings.

Although these paintings looked like erotic pictures, his intuition told him that there was some intriguing connection between the Pure Light Joyful Buddha and these paintings. Perhaps destroying these patterns would break the formation.

"Yang Fan, I'm here to help you! Body of a Hundred Flowers, a Hundred Flowers Bloom, Among a Hundred Flowers, I am the King! Kill!"

Seeing Yang Fan's actions, Nalan Qingcheng understood his intention. Immediately, she launched her most ferocious attack on the patterns on the walls.

However, neither Yang Fan nor Nalan Qingcheng noticed that as they attacked the patterns, the smile on the face of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha seemed to deepen...

Chapter 609 [Joyful Yin-Yang Reversal Technique]

Sword energy flew, lightning flashed, and petals were interspersed among them. Since they were going to break the formation with brute force, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng naturally went all out, holding nothing back.

Yang Fan, in particular, maximized the destructive power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Even though he had held back during his battle with Hong Zhentian, he was now using every ounce of strength he had. Within a few rounds, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead, and his face flushed. However, he seemed possessed, his eyes bloodshot, completely oblivious to the danger, relentlessly attacking and attacking...

As for Nalan Qingcheng, she was even more exhausted. Not only was she drenched in sweat, but her beautiful face was flushed, and her high, firm breasts heaved constantly. The sweat had even soaked her clothes, vaguely revealing her exquisitely beautiful, snow-white skin.

The two seemed to be in a state that was somewhat off, though neither of them seemed to realize it. Only when Yang Fan finished his attack and stopped panting did he vaguely realize that something was wrong.

"It doesn't make sense. Logically speaking, with my current cultivation level, even if I fought for three days and three nights, my breathing wouldn't be disordered, and I wouldn't feel my heart racing. Why am I already panting after just a short while? And why am I so agitated, unable to calm down?"

Not only Yang Fan, but Nalan Qingcheng felt the same way. She found that looking at Yang Fan now, she had an urge to rush into his arms. The suppressed emotions she had been holding back seemed to finally burst forth. Deep within her, the buried desires, once ignited, were impossible to shake off. What made her even more embarrassed was the sudden urge she felt to do "that" with Yang Fan…

Looking at the murals on the walls again, they didn't seem so repulsive anymore. In fact, she felt an urge to learn and imitate them. Those patterns, like a spell, relentlessly fueled her desires.

"No, I can't look anymore! I have to destroy it!"

Reason told Nalan Qingcheng that she couldn't continue; otherwise, something neither of them wanted or dared to see would happen. Although deep down, she wasn't averse to those situations, and even harbored a faint expectation, she had to completely suppress them for various reasons…

Meanwhile, Yang Fan's situation wasn't as dire as Nalan Qingcheng's. After all, his cultivation far surpassed hers. Although his breathing was somewhat rapid, he didn't show many other reactions. However, the burgeoning desire deep within him gave him a bad feeling.

“No, something’s definitely wrong. Even if it’s a formation left behind by a Primordial Chaos expert, with my attack just now, even if I couldn’t break it, it shouldn’t have been completely unaffected. Moreover, this formation feels rather strange to me. It’s not a simple defensive formation, nor a killing formation, nor an illusion formation. Could it be…”

Suddenly, a very bad thought rushed into Yang Fan’s mind.

Pure Light Joyful Buddha, in terms of his attainments in Buddhism alone, is no less than any of the ten great disciples of Shakyamuni. After all, he forged a different path, creating Joyful Zen, pioneering a method of cultivation completely different from ordinary Buddhism.

However, in reality, Pure Light Joyful Buddha’s cultivation level wasn’t very high. Besides Joyful Zen, his other famous technique was called “Joyful Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Harmony Reversal.”

Joyful Zen expounds a Buddhist principle, a state of being. But this “Joyful Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Harmony Reversal” is similar to books like the Plain Girl Heart Sutra and the Yellow Emperor’s Inner Classic. In other words, this "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" is not only a profound cultivation method, but also a method of dual cultivation, and a typical book on male-female sexual intercourse. The principles of intercourse it expounds can even be considered groundbreaking; books on this subject, such as the *Su Nu Psychology* and the *Huangdi Neijing*, were written based on it.

Initially, Yang Fan didn't pay much attention to this issue. After all, the cultivation method he practiced was orthodox Taoist, and although he had many partners, he had never been exposed to this kind of thing. Therefore, when he first saw the ten sets of patterns, he didn't think too much about it.

However, first the Buddha statue of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, then the inability to break this great formation, and recalling their current symptoms, a very bad thought suddenly arose in his mind.

Legend has it that anyone who sees this joyous, inverted union of yin and yang will be irresistibly captivated, their mind influenced, unable to resist practicing it, and ultimately converting to Buddhism, becoming a follower of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, a practitioner of Joyful Meditation. The Pure Light Joyful Buddha can then collect pure faith power from these believers, thereby comprehending a higher level of Buddhahood.

For a time, the Pure Light Joyful Buddha was considered a disgrace to Buddhism, a demonic figure. Therefore, Joyful Meditation was rarely passed down in the Central Plains. Instead, it flourished greatly in Tibetan Buddhism and in India. Consequently, few in the Central Plains recognized Joyful Meditation. Even if they encountered it, they would only mistake it for simple erotic images.

Not to mention others, even Yang Fan initially thought so when he first saw these pictures. Only now has he suddenly realized the truth. However, it seems that realizing this now is too late…

“Could these patterns be the ‘Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang’ inverted state? And the Buddha statue of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha is expounding on the Zen of Joy? Heavens, what kind of joke are you playing on me?”

Stealing a glance at Nalan Qingcheng beside him, Yang Fan found that she was currently in a daze, her charming eyes had lost their luster and transparency, as if covered with a layer of mist. Moreover, her body was twisting involuntarily, her alluring tongue constantly touching her red lips, her whole body limp and slumped there… According

to the secret records, if a person sees this ‘Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang’ inverted state alone, their fate will be terrible. There is no other way but to die from their body exploding, because the person who has been infected with this ‘Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang’ inverted state must release their desires on the spot. In other words

, once infected with this ‘Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang’ inverted state, there must be a person of the opposite sex by their side.” Once afflicted by this "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" technique, one must unite with a member of the opposite sex for release, and in doing so, will involuntarily engage in practicing the technique.

Otherwise, there is no antidote. It is a hundred times more potent than the best aphrodisiac in the world. For this reason, throughout history, all those who practiced the "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang

" technique were invariably called demonic monks. This is because they always used the technique to bewitch the minds of others, leading them to practice with them and enhance their own cultivation. From this perspective, calling those who practiced the "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" technique demonic is not an exaggeration. The only difference is that the so-called dual cultivation methods of demonic sects are mostly one-sided practices of absorbing yin to replenish yang, or absorbing yang to replenish yin. The one who is the vessel, once the cultivation is complete, will die within three days at most due to the loss of their primordial yin.

This "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" technique, while involving one party in the cauldron, does not result in death. Furthermore, it brings considerable benefits. Although not as immense as the benefits gained by the dominant party, it improves physical constitution and strengthens the body. Not only does it prevent death, but it also allows for cultivation. This aligns with the Buddhist principle of compassion, preventing the practice of harming others for personal gain or engaging in bloodshed. Otherwise, Buddhism would not allow the Pure Light Joyful Buddha to propagate this Buddhist doctrine.

Therefore, this "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" technique can be considered a true method of dual cultivation. However, few Buddhists practice it. Moreover, Buddhist lineage is strictly regulated, and the "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" technique, passed down only in esoteric Buddhism, is transmitted through secret methods, making it little known to outsiders.

"This 'Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang Reversal' technique is indeed an extremely powerful dual cultivation method. Although Sister Lan and Ruoxi have already started cultivating, they've reached Foundation Establishment too late, making it difficult to achieve significant results. However, with this 'Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang Reversal' technique, I can improve their cultivation without any side effects. But right now..."

Speaking of which, Yang Fan had been searching for a suitable cultivation method for Dongfang Lan and Shen Ruoxi. Although the Five Elements Sect's techniques were not weak, they were both self-taught and their aptitude wasn't particularly good. Even with the aid of spiritual herbs, they could only barely reach the peak of the Spirit Refining stage. Let alone comprehend any domains.

While the peak of the Spirit Refining stage could increase lifespan somewhat, it was ultimately limited, and youth would fade. One day, they would still experience birth, aging, sickness, and death. Therefore, Yang Fan had been seeking a way to improve this.

However, the path of cultivation is inherently about defying fate. Throughout China's thousands of years of history, how many have truly succeeded in changing their destiny? For Yang Fan to simultaneously change the fates of several women is nothing short of delusional. It's undeniably impossible. But this sudden appearance of the "Joyful Union of Yin and Yang" offered a glimmer of hope.

According to some uncertain records, many women who practiced the Joyful Meditation with the Pure Light Joyful Buddha eventually attained Arhatship, and many even rose to the rank of Bodhisattva.

Yang Fan didn't expect all his women to attain Bodhisattvahood, but he only wished they could achieve Arhatship, maintain their youthful appearance, and have longer lifespans. When his cultivation advanced further, he might find other ways to make them live as long as heaven itself!

However, what should have been a good thing now left Yang Fan deeply embarrassed. If it had been Shen Ruolan on this journey, Yang Fan might already be practicing meditation with her. But when she became Nalan Qingcheng, Yang Fan was somewhat at a loss!

Was Nalan Qingcheng not beautiful? No, true to her name, she possessed a beauty that could topple kingdoms. Among all the women Yang Fan knew, only Tang Wan could somewhat rival her.

However, Tang Wan's beauty was like a ripe peach, exuding a mature and captivating allure at all times. Her beauty was at its most beautiful, most enchanting, and most fragrant in a woman's life.

Heaven bestowed upon her a beautiful face and a captivating figure. She was noble and elegant, possessing unparalleled beauty. Li Bai's poem, "A famous flower and a beauty that could topple kingdoms, both pleasing to the eye, often seen by a smiling king. Explaining the boundless sorrow of spring, leaning against the railing north of the Agarwood Pavilion,"

became an eternal masterpiece praising peonies.

And Tang Wan, like a peony, possessed unparalleled beauty and elegance, her every gesture graceful and refined. In the bustling world, she would rather be alone than be vulgar. Her smile was approachable, yet there was always a subtle air of self-importance, like the veil that often draped her face. Women as magnificent as peonies are rare in the common world; even if one catches a glimpse of her beauty, it's fleeting

. Her beauty makes any thought seem unreal; she exists only on the other side. Her charm lies in: the tranquility of life, the serenity of existence, and the detachment from worldly strife. In terms of emotion, she could perfectly grasp a man's pulse; in terms of spirit, she could penetrate a man's soul; in terms of meaning, she could reach the depths of a man's heart. She was indifferent to fame; open-minded about emotions; clear-headed about career; and insightful about money. She also took control of her health, her mindset, her life, and her very destiny.

Looking at Nalan Qingcheng beside her, one sees her supple, slender waist, a figure so graceful it could be encircled by a single hand; her curves are all there, making her hips appear firm and rounded, and her breasts stand tall and proud, captivating the eye.

Her arched eyebrows were alluring and captivating, her enchanting eyes shimmered like autumn water, brimming with tender affection, and her delicate skin was flawless. So soft and supple it seemed to drip with moisture, especially her cherry-red lips, which were incredibly alluring, making one's heart flutter and yearn to kiss her tempting red lips, to caress every inch of her white, tender skin.

She was like a lotus flower. Standing in the pond, the lotus was solitary yet extraordinary, rising from the mud unsullied. She did not compete with other flowers for beauty, choosing to bloom in summer, using her large lotus leaves to soothe the heat of people, displaying herself in a unique way—a testament to her ingenuity.

She was pure and beautiful, both inside and out, always facing the chaotic and complex world with an elegant and tranquil mind, seeking wisdom amidst all that was beautiful, corrupt, clear, and filthy. Unperturbed by the allure of the world, she always found enlightenment amidst countless troubles. Such a woman is not someone an ordinary man would love, but once he does, she is forever in his life…

Chapter 610 [Loss of Consciousness]

The lotus refuses to marry the spring breeze, yet is unwittingly misled by the autumn wind. Even Yang Fan himself didn't know his true feelings towards Nalan Qingcheng.

To say he didn't like her would be a lie; such a perfect goddess would surely tempt any man to possess her. Yang Fan, being a man himself, naturally wouldn't be unmoved by a woman like Nalan Qingcheng.

But to say he liked her, Yang Fan couldn't give a definite answer. Originally, the two were a match made in heaven, but Yang Fan's annulment of the engagement created a barrier between them. Even today, though they are close friends who can talk about anything, this topic is still something they try to avoid.

Moreover, subconsciously, Yang Fan felt that a woman as perfect as Nalan Qingcheng was not someone he could touch. Not to mention that he had hurt her from the beginning, with his own lustful nature, he shouldn't have received the favor of such a perfect woman. So much so that, although he could vaguely sense the other's feelings for him, he had been avoiding her from beginning to end.

Recalling their first meeting at the Nalan family home, though they hadn't met in person, Yang Fan recognized her through her music. Subsequent encounters, and now their companionship, Nalan Qingcheng's image constantly flashed through Yang Fan's mind. He tried to banish it, but found that not only could he not banish it, but her image was deeply imprinted in his mind…

"It's all because of that damned engagement…"

Lost in thought, Yang Fan didn't notice that his once somewhat clear eyes had once again become confused, and if he were still lucid, he would have seen that the crimson dragon soul he had sealed away had resurfaced. And this time, it was more powerful than ever before!

Previously, the first eruption of the crimson dragon soul within Yang Fan had occurred passively. But this time, it was intentionally activated. Perhaps influenced by the Joyful Zen, all the negative emotions in his mind erupted, causing his thoughts to become extremely extreme.

He hated his parents for arranging such a marriage for him, leading him and Nalan Qingcheng to this point. He hated himself even more, hated being born an orphan without parents. He hated being born with a blood-red dragon soul.

Therefore, he hated his parents, hated himself, hated everyone. In his overwhelming hatred, he deliberately released the blood-red dragon soul, wanting to sever all ties with it. Unbeknownst to him, his consciousness had already fallen into chaos…

“Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!”

Yang Fan’s already blood-red eyes turned even redder, with flames flickering within them. At this moment, his eyes seemed to have lost all human emotion, containing only endless desire!

His clothes were unconsciously torn open, revealing his muscular physique. His skin, once the envy of women, now shimmered with a faint, blood-red glow, like a giant furnace, its temperature reaching a terrifying level.

This was why, his mind controlled by desire, he ripped open his clothes, trying to lighten the load. But all this was in vain. Even now, completely naked, his body temperature continued to rise.

At this moment, he was completely controlled by desire, his thoughts and consciousness utterly consumed. He had thought that with his current willpower, nothing in this world could sway his thoughts. Furthermore, having taken various elixirs since childhood, he should theoretically be immune to even the most potent poisons, let alone mere aphrodisiacs.

Yet, while the symptoms were identical to those of taking aphrodisiacs, they were not the same thing. Aphrodisiacs, at most, would trigger a primal bodily reaction, but now, not only his body, but even the depths of his soul, felt an intense urge to release!

It has completely aroused Yang Fan's desires. If there is any drug in the world that can be so strange, the answer is undoubtedly no!

Moreover, this wasn't due to the drug, but rather an instinctive reaction from Yang Fan after his emotions suddenly went awry and his mind was completely controlled by the "Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony" inverted technique. It was simply a manifestation of the desires within Yang Fan, a latent potential emanating from his soul. Therefore, in his current situation, unless he could immediately unite with a woman, the more he suppressed his desires, the stronger they became.

"Yang Fan, what's wrong with you!"

Just then, an anxious voice rang out. Hearing this voice, Yang Fan felt as if he had received rain after a long drought. The voice, at this moment, was so beautiful, even a trembling joy stirred deep within his soul!

Almost instinctively, without thinking, he moved and appeared at the source of the voice. The next moment, he was enveloped in a warm embrace…

"Ah! Yang Fan, what do you want to do?"

The person who suddenly appeared was none other than Nalan Qingcheng. Although she was also controlled by the "Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony" inverted technique, her emotions didn't suddenly change like Yang Fan's. Therefore, although her desires were also awakened, she hadn't lost her reason.

However, being embraced by Yang Fan, Nalan Qingcheng was also taken aback. Not to mention that her situation wasn't much better than Yang Fan's, she had already harbored feelings for him, but had suppressed them for certain reasons. Coupled with her youthful reserve, she couldn't express her feelings.

Being suddenly embraced by Yang Fan, Nalan Qingcheng was both surprised and delighted. Surprised because she was still a virgin, and being embraced like this was improper; delighted because Yang Fan had finally confessed his feelings and was finally ready to accept her. Even under these circumstances…

However, just as she instinctively made a sound, she noticed something different about Yang Fan.

He was now flushed, his eyes bloodshot, his gaze unfocused, completely lacking his usual clarity. Previously, Yang Fan's eyes, though bloodshot during battle, always retained a sliver of clarity, inspiring a sense of unease rather than fear. Now, however, he clearly seemed to have lost his reason. Although

she was still a virgin, she was an adult and knew many things. Yang Fan was clearly under the influence of a potent aphrodisiac. While she didn't know why he was acting this way, now wasn't the time to dwell on that. The most important thing now was to find a way to detoxify him; otherwise, he would inevitably die from lust sooner or later.

Compared to Yang Fan, she was also somewhat agitated, but not nearly as extreme. Therefore, she didn't attribute the problem to the patterns.

She, also caught in a internal struggle, was awakened by Yang Fan just as he was tearing off his clothes, but preoccupied with his safety, she hadn't noticed this. It wasn't until Yang Fan embraced her that she realized he was completely naked, and she could clearly feel something hard pressing against her waist.

"Huh? What's this?"

Although Nalan Qingcheng knew a little about matters between men and women, it didn't mean she was fully aware of male anatomy. And as a woman, her instincts kicked in, and in this situation, she couldn't help but feel a bit curious. However, in that moment of distraction, she suddenly felt a large mouth suddenly close to hers…

In an instant, Nalan Qingcheng felt as if struck by lightning. At that moment, she even forgot about the object pressing against her waist; her mind was filled only with that powerful electric current traveling through her mouth to every corner of her body. At that moment, she felt as if she were flying through the air, or falling into the sea, her whole body floating, as if in a fog, unable to describe the sensation.

In this state, she didn't even realize that her clothes were being forcibly removed. It has to be said that Yang Fan's skill in undressing had long since reached its peak. Even when unconscious, he knew exactly where to focus his attention. By the time Nalan Qingcheng realized what was happening, everything except her vital parts was already exposed.

"No, Yang Fan... this won't do!"

Nalan Qingcheng tried to stop Yang Fan, but when her eyes met his, the hand that was about to push him away landed on his back!

"Forget it! If I don't help him now, he definitely won't make it! He'll have to give himself up sooner or later anyway, so why force myself to suppress my true feelings? I, Nalan Qingcheng, have never been timid in my actions. If I want to love, I'll love boldly. Maybe this is the best ending for us. If it were any other time, perhaps we would be destined to be apart!"

It has to be said that a woman's mind is quite mysterious. Even in this situation, Nalan Qingcheng tried desperately to find a reason to convince herself. This is perhaps what is called a young girl's reserve.

However, Nalan Qingcheng was a decisive person; once she made a decision, she would immediately put it into action. Having found a reason to continue, she actually untied the remaining restraints, and in the blink of an eye, their two naked bodies were intertwined...

Although she was unconscious, Yang Fan's movements were still so skillful. He quietly touched her slender waist, his hand moving down her body. He quickly touched her smooth skin, lightly stroking her soft abdomen before moving on to her full buttocks.

"Eek..."

The sudden stimulation made Nalan Qingcheng's body extremely sensitive. She knew that making such a sound in this situation was extremely shameful and a great test of her heart's endurance, but she could no longer utter a single word of objection!

Moreover, with her changed mindset, she had already turned the tables and taken the initiative. The moment Yang Fan touched her, her delicate hand had already slid onto his broad back.

"Ouch!"

Just then, Nalan Qingcheng felt her breasts being forcefully grasped by a pair of large hands, their shapes constantly shifting! While Yang Fan had maintained some gentleness before, he had almost lost his mind and no longer cared about her feelings.

Before she could even feel the warmth of passion, he forced his way in, naturally making Nalan Qingcheng feel overwhelmed. Out of her natural physiological defenses, Nalan Qingcheng unconsciously pulled her legs together, closing her doors to prevent Yang Fan from entering. But Yang Fan wasn't so easily swayed; the more she resisted, the more he tried to pry her legs open and entangle with her.

Knowing Yang Fan's current state, Nalan Qingcheng didn't blame him. Instead, she forced herself to get into the mood. Women are different from men; their arousal is always slower. No matter how hard Nalan Qingcheng tried, her lower body remained dry.

At this moment, Yang Fan had already pinned Nalan Qingcheng's legs down, forcing her to open wide, with nothing left to cover her. Nalan Qingcheng, steeling herself, scooped some saliva from her mouth, grabbed Yang Fan's hard member, and smeared it on her private parts. The softness, warmth, and moisture were clearly the most stimulating sensations for a man's desire!

Yang Fan, whose genitals were being held by Nalan Qingcheng, showed no sign of resentment; instead, his breathing became heavy, his face flushed, and he unconsciously began to thrust back and forth. Feeling the member in her hand grow harder, hotter, and stronger, Nalan Qingcheng's heart trembled. She doubted whether she could withstand such a massive member in her first union with Yang Fan. Comparing her own small member to the enormous one in her hand, Nalan Qingcheng hesitated for a moment.

With Yang Fan's hands holding Nalan Qingcheng's legs and his genitals held in her grasp, he naturally couldn't penetrate her. After a couple of thrusts, the fire in Yang Fan's heart not only didn't extinguish but burned even brighter, making him even more agitated.

Nalan Qingcheng's small hand was violently shaken by Yang Fan, making it difficult for her to control the situation. She was thus freed from Yang Fan's grasp and forced her way in. Clearly, it was better for Nalan Qingcheng to guide him to her own union than for Yang Fan to break in; that way, she would suffer less harm.

Nalan Qingcheng had tried to awaken Yang Fan, but unfortunately, Yang Fan's eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was labored. He didn't seem like a conscious person at all.

Judging from Yang Fan's current state, Nalan Qingcheng knew that he was completely consumed by desire and oblivious to his surroundings.

However, in that moment of distraction, Yang Fan found an opening. He exerted his strength and finally broke through the obstacles, entering the valley...

"Ah!"

In an instant, Nalan Qingcheng's face contorted in pain, and she let out a scream. Her hands, which were supporting Yang Fan's back, tightened their grip, her nails digging deep into his flesh. At that moment, she bit down hard on Yang Fan's shoulder!

Chapter 611 Be a Little More "Shameless"

As the Holy Maiden of the Hundred Flowers Sect, Nalan Qingcheng had undergone pain training and considered herself to have an extremely high pain tolerance. Moreover, with her strength, she was confident that pain was insignificant to her.

But when Yang Fan entered her body, the rapid, dry, and rough movements caused her far more pain than she could have imagined!

It was a pain from within, seemingly filling her bones and spreading throughout her entire body. With each of Yang Fan's movements, Nalan Qingcheng felt a tearing, throbbing pain accompanied by a burning sensation. The

inhuman pain was extremely difficult for Nalan Qingcheng to endure. Her phoenix pride forced her to suppress her cries, but she couldn't control herself, couldn't suppress the involuntary screams of pain that escaped from her nostrils.

Tears, beyond her control, slid down Nalan Qingcheng's cheeks. Only then did she realize that the union of man and woman wasn't just about pleasure; it could be so painful!

The pain came quickly. The numbness came just as quickly. Her body's self-regulating abilities allowed Nalan Qingcheng to quickly adapt to Yang Fan's forceful entry. Saliva, though lubricating, couldn't compare to bodily fluids. From the moment she could produce them on her own, the pain finally transformed into pleasure.

At first, the pleasure wasn't abundant, but for Nalan Qingcheng, even a little was enough to captivate this helpless woman, seemingly trapped in a raging inferno.

The complete immersion and focused attention, amidst the pain, gave Nalan Qingcheng a pleasure she had never experienced before. Like a tidal wave, wave after wave, seemingly without end. The pain that had previously dominated retreated swiftly before this torrent of pleasure.

Because of her stubbornness and pride, Nalan Qingcheng could force herself to clench her teeth and never cry out in the face of pain, but faced with pleasure, with beauty, with the surging, seemingly endless waves of joy, she simply couldn't resist, crying out again and again.

This time, Yang Fan's pleasure lasted longer and was stronger than ever before. He seemed tireless, as if he would never stop, thrusting and cultivating Nalan Qingcheng again and again.

When the last drop of fluid was secreted from her body, Nalan Qingcheng plummeted from the peak of blissful pleasure into the abyss of painful desire once more. Realizing her body was beginning to dry up, Nalan Qingcheng was helpless. The previous series of pleasures had drained her of her last fluids, allowing her to let out her final roar.

Now, Nalan Qingcheng's body was gradually drying out, her throat was hoarse, and her entire body was soaked in sweat. She didn't even want to move.

But Yang Fan, pressing down on Nalan Qingcheng, remained unchanged—still so strong, still so diligent, still so tireless, thrusting again and again…

Even if she wanted to cry, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't utter a sound. Her body seemed to have not only run out of fluids, but also her sweat and tears; she wanted to cry, but there was absolutely no way. For Nalan Qingcheng, today was truly a terrifying day. From pain to pleasure, and from pleasure back to pain, she experienced both extremes of desire in a single day. She

didn't know how much time had passed; after several cycles of waking and falling into a stupor, Nalan Qingcheng finally felt her body being filled with a powerful gas or liquid. Yang Fan, who was on top of her, stiffened. At this moment, Nalan Qingcheng was moved to tears that seemed to have no more to shed.

"Thank God, it's finally over..."

Reaching the end, Yang Fan's mind went blank for a moment before clearing. The turmoil and dizziness finally left his brain. Yang Fan shook his head, observed his surroundings, and was immediately stunned.

Nalan Qingcheng's hair was soaked, her body drenched in sweat, her face pale, looking like she was on the verge of death, as if she had just been raped by a dozen burly men. She stared at Yang Fan, speechless for a long time. Feeling part of his body still inside Nalan Qingcheng, Yang Fan pointed at Nalan Qingcheng and then at himself, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Qingcheng, it's my fault for making you like this..."

After saying that, Yang Fan realized his mistake. His little thing was clearly still inside someone else; if it wasn't him, was there some invisible monster? Sure enough, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but glare at Yang Fan. She said in a hoarse voice, "You bad guy...cough cough...I don't know if you took some kind of stimulant...making me feel like I'm dying..."

By the end, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but blush. How could she say things like "dying" to his face...so embarrassing! Nalan Qingcheng seemed to have been electrocuted; her previously weak hands quickly touched her cheeks, covering her face.

Yang Fan was secretly horrified. He hadn't expected that after he completely let go, he would be so powerful. Nalan Qingcheng's current appearance was worse than if she had been gang-raped by ten or eight burly men.

Even more tragically, when Yang Fan tried to separate from Nalan Qingcheng, she curled up in pain, her legs involuntarily clamping around him, refusing to part. Yang Fan glanced down at himself and realized that Nalan Qingcheng's vulva wasn't just everted; it was completely swollen and wrapped around him, impossible to pull away from!

Remaining in this state was clearly not an option; it would be difficult for Nalan Qingcheng to recover. Furthermore, it would severely disrupt their daily lives.

"Hiss…don't…"

Sensing Yang Fan's apparent movement, Nalan Qingcheng quickly cried out to stop him. At this moment, she couldn't distinguish between pain and pleasure; her senses seemed numb. The only thing she wouldn't mistake was the burning heat beneath her.

Yang Fan stopped, asking with concern, "What's wrong? Does it hurt a lot?"

At this point, whatever had happened before, the current situation couldn't be clearer, and therefore, he was determined to take responsibility. However, seeing her, usually more masculine than a man, display such a vulnerable side, he wasn't entirely surprised, and his words carried a hint of teasing.

Nalan Qingcheng understood the teasing in Yang Fan's words and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him again, saying, "Does it hurt? Should I put a sausage in your anus and see? It feels really weird!"

Yang Fan opened his mouth, genuinely surprised that Nalan Qingcheng would say something so forceful, and it seemed she was the kind of person who meant what she said. Therefore, the clever Yang Fan wouldn't be foolish enough to dwell on this issue. He

sensed that while Nalan Qingcheng's voice was still dry, it wasn't as severe as before, as if she couldn't even speak. So he coaxed her like a child, saying, "Be good, bear with it, I'll put some medicine on you, and the swelling will go down soon, just bear with it..."

Although Nalan Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed, she unconsciously responded softly, leaning on Yang Fan's shoulder. After a long while, she said intermittently, "But, but how can I put on the medicine like this?"

After saying that, she buried her head deep in Yang Fan's arms.

Slightly startled, Yang Fan quickly understood. It turned out that due to their previous intense encounter, their contact had become so intimate that they couldn't separate!

While muttering to himself, Yang Fan felt a surge of excitement, because such a situation wasn't common. There was a saying, "Jade Clam Holding a Pearl," also known as a clam-woman, considered one of the finest and most exquisite treasures. It was of moderate size and possessed the ability to "respond to any need." Its structure was ingenious, freely expanding and contracting according to the size of the man's penis. Entering the hall through the main gate, there wasn't much change in position, and the location wasn't too deep. Unless the man's penis was too thick or short, it was generally easy to find the nipple. After the usual exchanges, the woman's vulva would suddenly open wide, tightly gripping the man's penis, then tightening its opening; simultaneously, the woman would open and close like a clam's shell, performing a super suction technique inside. A woman possessing this clam-like treasure was a rare find, perhaps one in tens of thousands!

Unexpectedly, Nalan Qingcheng possessed a rare treasure! Yang Fan was overjoyed; he knew he had found another gem, feeling even happier than if he were in heaven. In an instant, his already simmering desire erupted again.

"Hmm..."

Sensing Yang Fan's change, Nalan Qingcheng let out a soft moan, her body shifting slightly. With that movement, Yang Fan felt her folds, like layers of verdant mountains, writhe simultaneously, as if a thousand tiny mouths were sucking at him. Nalan Qingcheng's depths were like a soft cushion, each heavy blow causing it to tremble and rub against each other, sending a tingling, electric-like sensation through her. Each strike made the red fox let out a cloying moan…

A woman possessing a pearl within her womb, besides this exquisite quality, also had incredibly strong regenerative abilities. If it were an ordinary woman, after such torment by Yang Fan, she would probably have already fainted. But Nalan Qingcheng only felt a slight pain in her lower body, and this was from her first time being deflowered. The moment Yang Fan's body changed, she actually reacted!

Actually, the situation wasn't entirely hopeless. They could simply wait a few minutes for the suction to subside, and then they could separate. Or Yang Fan could tell Nalan Qingcheng to control the suction, and they could easily separate.

But having discovered her special constitution, how could Yang Fan let her go so easily? Moreover, what happened just now was merely an appetizer. Besides, he hadn't been fully conscious before, so he hadn't experienced many of the wonderful things. Now that he was awake, and the beauty in his arms was facing a formidable opponent, wouldn't it be

a good opportunity to determine who was superior? However, Yang Fan also knew that with Nalan Qingcheng's temperament, directly making demands wouldn't work. It required a strategy. Furthermore, it was rare to see such a proud beauty looking so distressed. Wouldn't it be a waste of this excellent opportunity not to tease her a little?

Teasing was necessary, but he had to be careful not to overdo it. After all, no matter what Nalan Qingcheng's personality was like, she was still a woman. If he made a mistake and made her cry, it would be Yang Fan who would suffer.

"Actually, there are ways to separate!"

After a moment of silence, Yang Fan deliberately feigned some difficulty, giving Nalan Qingcheng a look that said, "I have a way, beg me now, or I won't tell you. Even if you beg... I still won't tell you."

Although Nalan Qingcheng had some doubts, the matter couldn't be delayed any longer, so she resorted to desperate measures. Her delicate, pink hands began to draw circles on Yang Fan's chest: "Yang Fan, you did this on purpose... didn't you?" Desperate

measures need to be done tactfully. Those who blindly rush in are fools; their faces are etched with the words "I'm a sucker." A smart person will always use the most appropriate method to test the barefoot doctor's abilities before deciding whether to devour him whole or skin him alive... Well, that's the consequence of a barefoot doctor's boastful claims and ineffective treatment.

Nalan Qingcheng, who had regained some strength, naturally understood this. Moreover, as a newlywed, her personality seemed to have changed considerably. She knew very well that Yang Fan needed to see her as a vulnerable woman, not a stronger woman than him!

"Impossible! Why would I do it on purpose? It's clearly just that my little brother is being disobedient. My dear Qingcheng, you don't need to be polite with him; you should teach this brat a lesson. He's really gone too far!"

He was joking, of course. Confessing meant leniency, imprisonment meant life imprisonment, and resistance meant going home for the New Year. At this moment, Yang Fan would rather die than tell the truth. Besides, Nalan Qingcheng was unusually gentle; even if it was playing with fire, he had to play with it.

Nalan Qingcheng just chuckled, not refuting Yang Fan's false answer, and continued her actions, only becoming more gentle. Yang Fan felt his chest, touched by the little girl's few strokes, immediately develop rows of small heat rash.

Exciting! Really exciting! But it wasn't exciting enough! If her little tongue were to touch it again, especially the two points in the middle, that would be even more wonderful!

Men are like that, never satisfied; even when it's enough, they still feel it's not enough. At this moment, Yang Fan was just like that. Even knowing that Nalan Qingcheng's actions were already quite remarkable for her, he still felt it wasn't enough, still wanted more. It has to be said, sometimes people are just a little bit perverse… However, even knowing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but want to be even more "perverse"…

As if hearing the groan deep within Yang Fan's soul, Nalan Qingcheng, that little girl, smiled slyly and lowered her head, giving Yang Fan's chest a quick kiss with the tip of her tongue…

Chapter 612 [Zen Meditation]

"Cold! Hot! Numb! Numb!"

A sudden rush of cold air, all six senses converging, Yang Fan didn't even know what he was feeling. Breaths of cold air followed one after another, and he uttered random adjectives that he himself didn't understand.

Nalan Qingcheng stopped what she was doing, giving Yang Fan a gentle yet alluring glance, and said softly, "My dear sir, are you cold or hot? Are you tingling or numb?"

Yang Fan didn't think too much about it and casually replied, "Both! Both! I feel everything!"

Nalan Qingcheng glanced at Yang Fan again and said, "Then... I'll add a little bit of pain for you, how about that?"

Pain? Hmm... I've tasted everything. It seems I've never really experienced what it's like to add a little pain at this moment. Yang Fan also knows that at the crucial moment when blood flow accelerates for both men and women, adding a little pain, as long as it's done properly, is a very pleasurable thing, easily stimulating both men and women to reach a more pleasurable peak!

"How about... we try it too?"

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he couldn't resist the urge to try something new and agreed to Nalan Qingcheng's suggestion.

Nalan Qingcheng's small nose wrinkled slightly with a smile because her little trick had succeeded, making her look particularly like a fox spirit who had bewitched the soul of a living person with abundant yang energy. This method came from a previous mission when she accidentally killed a disciple of the Demonic Sect and found knowledge about relationships between men and women on his person. She'd only glanced at it briefly then, never expecting it to come in handy now.

"Well... here I come!"

Recalling the description in the book, Nalan Qingcheng rubbed her face against Yang Fan's chest, then looked up at him hopefully. "

I'm going to die! I can't live anymore! Isn't this just taking my life?!" Yang Fan shuddered under her alluring gaze. Goodness, this is too much! But... I like it, wahahaha!

Yang Fan's suppressed laughter lasted only a moment before Nalan Qingcheng suddenly bit him in half. The little girl first touched Yang Fan with the tip of her tongue. What would it feel like to touch tip to tip? A bone-chilling numbness? Like sitting on a cloud? No? That's not even a fraction of it; it's clearly a feeling of being surrounded by all happiness, with everything at your fingertips! It's absolutely exhilarating.

Just in that moment of pleasure, she lashed out with a vicious bite. Her upper teeth met her lower teeth with a sharp crack… almost ripping Yang Fan's heart off.

"Hiss…"

Yang Fan gasped, shivering uncontrollably. He trembled even more violently than when she'd been giving him a flirtatious look.

"Little girl, you really dare to use dirty tricks!"

Yang Fan cupped Nalan Qingcheng's face, wanting to teach her a lesson, but ultimately couldn't bring himself to do it there. Instead, he slapped her bottom.

Nalan Qingcheng let out a soft moan, her pretty face flushing crimson. Her eyes, filled with allure, held a hint of smug satisfaction as she looked at Yang Fan: "I won't do it again, but… you're wrong too!"

Wrong? Of course I'm wrong, but you can't use this method to protest against me! Someone might die… someone might die of embarrassment! If people knew that my wife bit off one of my pectoral muscles, wouldn't they laugh at me for being too aggressive and wild? And I haven't even... I'd be unjustly killed...

Yang Fan's inner turmoil subsided, and he snorted again, his face darkening as he said to Nalan Qingcheng, "If I'm wrong, you can say so, but how could you use such a dirty trick?"

Little girl, if I don't teach you a lesson, you'll be climbing all over me in a couple of days, and then you'll be hard to manage!

Nalan Qingcheng's face turned deathly pale, and she glanced pitifully at Yang Fan. If she weren't naked, she would be wringing her clothes right now. But she had no choice; she didn't have the right props. She could only twist her fingers slightly... This was one thing, but if she twisted a couple of times, the master's anger might not have subsided, and his lust might rise again, which wouldn't be good for unity!

In short, Nalan Qingcheng put on a pitiful, wronged expression, and timidly said, "Yang Fan, I know my limits. This is just the right amount. Don't you feel comfortable now?"

Yang Fan hadn't thought so until Nalan Qingcheng mentioned it. But now that she mentioned it, it did seem a little... pleasurable. The area that had been burning with pain was now surrounded by only one sensation—numbness!

A trembling numbness, a bone-chilling numbness, a numbness that penetrated to the marrow, a numbness that could drive one mad...

"Hiss..."

Yang Fan took another deep breath, and only after the sensation gradually faded did he look at Nalan Qingcheng in confusion. He said, "How could this be? This feeling... is so strange!"

Yes, this feeling was very difficult to describe. Although it had a bit of a pleasurable quality, it was more of an extraordinary stimulation. It felt like... like high-proof alcohol! Drinking it occasionally would make you feel dizzy, pleasurable, and intoxicated... but drinking too much would kill you!

Stealing another glance at Yang Fan to confirm that he truly didn't blame her anymore, Nalan Qingcheng secretly stuck out her tongue before finally relaxing. Seeing Yang Fan's dark expression just now had nearly scared her to death; she had already secretly regretted her actions, her heart pounding in her chest. It seemed this method was okay to try occasionally, but definitely shouldn't be overdone.

But now, having already used half of the method, she could only continue: "I didn't know you didn't like such strong stimulation; I won't do it again!"

Nalan Qingcheng knew perfectly well when to lower her stance.

Yang Fan coughed lightly, patted Nalan Qingcheng's back, and forced a smile, saying, "Actually... it's not that I don't like it. It's just... there's an adjustment period for these things. You suddenly did this, and I was really startled."

Nalan Qingcheng's eyes darted around, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, but she feigned a happy expression, giggling, "Oh, is that so! Then let's do it again. I promise, I'll be very careful... very careful, okay? I won't hurt you at all, I'll be very gentle!"

In her heart, however, she was secretly scolding, "Serves you right for not considering my feelings just now, see how I deal with you, hmph..."

"Ahem!"

Yang Fan coughed heavily, rejecting Nalan Qingcheng's suggestion. He was joking; they'd already gone all out, and if they continued, who knew if he'd really lose a piece of flesh? Besides... after hearing Nalan Qingcheng's words, something felt off. It took him a long time to realize that this little girl was getting revenge on him!

They'd had their fun, their enjoyment, their teasing—maintaining this conjoined-baby position any longer would be inappropriate. Yang Fan's consciousness sank, and with a slight guidance, the little Yang Fan softened, slowly withdrawing. He could

n't be slow; this jade clam holding a pearl wasn't something to be taken lightly—it was far too welcoming. If Yang Fan went too fast, it would feel like being stared at by dozens, even hundreds, of giant suction cups. He felt he'd be doing it a disservice if he wasn't firm. But if he was too forceful, he'd be letting her down. Reluctantly, he could only retreat little by little…

Yang Fan clearly didn't want the battle to end so quickly. Judging from Nalan Qingcheng's earlier state, she had obviously passed the adjustment period and recovered. As he slowly withdrew, his gaze constantly surveyed the surroundings. Finally, he found a truly wonderful spot!

It was a tall coral reef, resembling a tree from afar. Most beautifully, the coral grew exceptionally well, branching into two thick forks about a meter above the ground, each as thick as a large tree. Between these two forks was a smooth, naturally formed wooden bed. Even more remarkably, about twenty centimeters above this natural wooden bed, from each of the two thick branches grew a thinner branch as thick as a child's arm.

Without hesitation, Yang Fan picked up Nalan Qingcheng and carried her to this natural wooden bed. He grasped Nalan Qingcheng's breast with one hand, lifted her left knee with the other, and began to knead and rub her breast with his right hand. His left hand, holding her knee, moved like a sieve, lifting her legs wider with each stroke.

Nalan Qingcheng's breasts were different from those of Yang Fan's other women; they were the perfect balance of softness and firmness, incredibly elastic, and the most favored by Yang Fan. So much so that even when he lifted Nalan Qingcheng and turned her over, intending to make love from behind, he couldn't bear to let go.

After being in this mysterious place for a while, although the light was dim, even Nalan Qingcheng could vaguely see her surroundings, let alone Yang Fan, whose hearing and eyesight far surpassed Nalan Qingcheng's. However, Yang Fan saw no scenery; Nalan Qingcheng's beautiful body lay sprawled out, her high, firm buttocks completely captivating his attention.

Her high peaks resembled proud snow-capped mountains, her fair skin like the snow of a harsh winter. And her skin possessed an boundless elasticity, like a freshly peeled egg or a juicy beef ball. The endless beauty hidden between the black and white hues truly dazzled Yang Fan, who exclaimed that she was as beautiful as jade, as beautiful as a painting!

But mere admiration was clearly not enough. Yang Fan, trembling with excitement, couldn't bear the cold wind any longer and wanted to plunge back into that boundless beauty. He savored the ultimate warmth and exquisite pleasure. Faced with such a beautiful body, how could Yang Fan possibly resist? He couldn't help but thrust again, plunging deeper into its wonder!

The moment he entered, the warm embrace, the smooth yet not greasy touch, the powerful contractions like a baby's sucking, instantly melted Yang Fan's heart. He couldn't help himself, he simply couldn't resist. Yang Fan couldn't help but thrust and knead forcefully, while simultaneously pounding against Nalan Qingcheng's snowy buttocks, he still couldn't bear to part with her bouncy, magnificent breasts.

At this moment, Yang Fan was like a greedy, mischievous child, one hand grasping her breasts, the other her buttocks, yet still unsatisfied, wishing he had a third or fourth arm to hold the beauty's other jade breast and the other half of her snowy buttocks in his hands, to play with them with all his heart.

Nalan Qingcheng, amidst Yang Fan's ministrations, was also filled with excitement, her starry eyes half-closed, her face a picture of ecstasy. The position she was in now had greatly aroused Nalan Qingcheng's desires. Having her breasts grabbed and her buttocks squeezed further fueled her lust. Coupled with Yang Fan's beast-like, forceful thrusts, Nalan Qingcheng felt as if she were on a rollercoaster, completely lost in the moment, oblivious to the passage of time.

"Yang Fan, am I going to die?!"

The intense stimulation and overwhelming pleasure instantly engulfed Nalan Qingcheng. After a scream, she trembled and collapsed onto the coral. It took her a long while to recover. She turned her head slightly, glancing at Yang Fan with eyes overflowing with love.

"Yang Fan, I'm so happy!"

Yang Fan laughed loudly. "My good wife, my sweet wife, are you talking about happiness or sexual bliss?"

Faced with Yang Fan's loud teasing, Nalan Qingcheng was both shy and unable to contain her joy. How could she not appreciate all the good things her lover had done for her?

"No more, Yang Fan! You're laughing at me! Oh..."

Nalan Qingcheng was busy being coquettish when she didn't expect that the previously docile Yang Fan would suddenly become mischievous. Taking advantage of her still savoring the afterglow of her peak, he launched another fierce attack. Without pausing his movements, Yang Fan began a new round of rapid acceleration. Unconsciously, his internal energy slowly spread throughout his body, allowing his movements to reach an unprecedented speed.

At this moment, Nalan Qingcheng was almost unable to describe her feelings. Wave after wave of pleasure seemed endless, leaving her completely intoxicated. Aside from unconscious moans, she couldn't utter any other thoughts!

Women in the throes of passion are most vulnerable to movements as swift as lightning. Unintentionally, Yang Fan had achieved just that. If someone were to see Yang Fan at this moment, they would likely be terrified. Because, to the naked eye, it appeared as if there were six or seven Yang Fans on top of Nalan Qingcheng. Yang Fan, moving at extreme speed, had unknowingly created a series of afterimages!

Moreover, during this process, the patterns on the surrounding walls involuntarily surfaced in Yang Fan's mind. And unconsciously, she began to imitate and learn those moves…

This caused Nalan Qingcheng to moan incessantly. She was almost entirely unconsciously mimicking Yang Fan's movements, striking the poses depicted in the patterns. However, it must be said that Nalan Qingcheng, as expected of a Void Returning Realm expert, possessed a flexibility surpassing that of any woman Yang Fan knew. No matter how he struck a pose, she could achieve it.

Moreover, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Nalan Qingcheng's poses were exactly the same as those in the patterns; even more so, she seemed to consciously or unconsciously conform to the patterns' instructions, adapting to Yang Fan's movements.

Thus, their movements resembled projections of the patterns on the surrounding walls. Almost identical, as the two moved, afterimages of Yang Fan and his companion appeared on the ground, mirroring the patterns on the wall… Chapter 613 [Dragon and Phoenix in Harmony] Time passed second by second. Yang Fan, like a tireless machine, endlessly repeated the same actions. Nalan Qingcheng's moans were no longer as delicate as bamboo pipes or as loud as gongs, but

rather

,

after waves of rock-and-roll-like roars, they began to whine hoarsely. If one were not in the midst of it all, no one could understand Nalan Qingcheng's feelings at this moment. She was overwhelmed by pleasure, unsure of what to do.

Wave after wave of seemingly endless pleasure left Nalan Qingcheng with only one thought: "I'm going to die… I'm going to die…"

Facing the beauty beneath him, who was now weak and exhausted, Yang Fan felt a pang of pity for her frail body. He slightly suppressed his desire and pulled out his livid member. But he had reached a critical juncture. The countless offspring, gushing forth, clamored in his mind, and he couldn't control his movements. Instead of slowing down, they accelerated.

Finally, the moment of imminent end arrived. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, space seemed to freeze. Even the shy, blissful Buddha of Pure Light seemed to open his eyes, peeking down to see if the shameless couple had stopped their humiliating actions.

"Roar..."

Yang Fan let out an almost beastly roar, his body pausing, followed by a series of tremors. Countless offspring, filled with the joy of conquering territory, rushed into the deep, dark lair, each one strong and bold, as if they were the masters of the world, as if they were the lucky ones about to pluck the queen and return home with her!

Yang Fan felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction and comfort throughout his robust body. This exhilarating release wasn't the emptiness of desire without passion, nor the melancholy of passion without desire, but rather the supreme sweetness of passion and desire merging together, like water and flesh melting.

In that instant, Yang Fan's mind cleared, and the pent-up emotions of the past few days were finally released in this most primal way. Whether it was the pent-up emotions caused by the events in Fusang, or the negative emotions that had suddenly arisen, all were released with this full-blown release!

Not only that, but in that instant, the energy within Yang Fan suddenly erupted, like a flash flood, not only immense in scale but also hundreds of times stronger in speed and power than before. However, this energy did not cause his internal energy to become chaotic. Instead, after circulating through his body like a McAfee, it all flowed into Nalan Qingcheng's body through the connection between him and Nalan Qingcheng.

As if without end, Yang Fan felt every ounce of strength within his body, every wisp of true energy in his dantian, draining into Nalan Qingcheng's body. As this true energy surged into her, Nalan Qingcheng let out a cry as clear as a phoenix's!

Then, just as Yang Fan felt his strength about to be completely drained, he suddenly felt a cool, comfortable energy automatically flowing from Nalan Qingcheng's body, returning to him through the same channel. In an instant, it flowed throughout his entire body, making him feel completely comfortable!

At the same time, a large amount of cool true energy suddenly appeared in his dantian. That sudden coolness released his entire body, even his soul, causing him to groan involuntarily. It

turned out that the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique he cultivated was fierce and domineering, the most powerful and yang-based cultivation method in the world. Naturally, the true energy he cultivated was also that kind of fierce and domineering pure yang energy.

This true energy, though powerful and explosive, far surpasses ordinary true energy, can, if left in the body for too long, involuntarily influence one's consciousness, making one irritable and even causing a bloodthirsty nature, ultimately leading to a complete loss of one's true self.

Yang Fan naturally knew this. In fact, while some of his quick temper was due to his nature, much of it was caused by the true energy within him. But this was predetermined from the day he began cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, and he was powerless to change it.

However, he hadn't expected that after his union with Nalan Qingcheng and their unexpected cultivation of the Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, this problem seemed to have suddenly been resolved…

Yet, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng seemed unaware of this. They had long forgotten everything, only knowing to embrace each other deeply, engaging in a profound spiritual exchange, opening their hearts and bodies to one another, and enjoying the bliss of paradise!

"Dual cultivation of spirit and body!"

In that instant, a familiar phrase suddenly surfaced in Yang Fan's mind...

Unaware that in his ethereal state, Yang Fan noticed that as the two joined forces, the color of his blood-red eyes gradually faded, and the terrifying crimson light that once filled one with dread dissipated, instantly transforming into clear black and white eyes. Under this strange condition, the white hair and eyes caused by Yang Fan's excessive killing intent actually returned to normal!

However, it was far more than that. The true energy in his dantian, after entering Nalan Qingcheng's body, automatically returned. And during this return process, although the true energy did not become stronger, its quality became more refined and pure.

As if undergoing a refining and cleansing process, Yang Fan's cultivation had been transformed. Because he had only recently grasped the Domain realm, his internal energy was initially too violent, and his cultivation level had many shortcomings. Consolidating his cultivation would normally require a long period of accumulation. However, in this simple cycle, all these drawbacks completely disappeared!

Yang Fan's cultivation had now truly stabilized at the Domain realm, no longer merely at the initial glimpse of it. Don't underestimate these two realms; although it's only a numerical difference, the gap between them is enormous. The most obvious example is Yang Fan's battle with Hong Zhentian.

Back then, when his Domain was newly formed, this was precisely why he was constantly on the defensive against Hong Zhentian. Even his strongest killing move couldn't hit the opponent's true form. This was due to the vast difference in their cultivation levels.

But now, Yang Fan had completely consolidated his Domain. If he were to fight Hong Zhentian again, even if he couldn't defeat him, he was confident he wouldn't be as passive as before.

This is the difference created by the difference between Domain realms. However, Yang Fan didn't understand what was going on. Could it be that all of this was due to the effect of the "Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang Reversal" technique? If so, wouldn't this technique be too heaven-defying?

Little did they know that the state the two were currently in was the highest level of dual cultivation: spiritual and physical dual cultivation! It was precisely because of this that such a miraculous effect could be achieved; otherwise, even if the "Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang Reversal" technique were incredibly powerful, it wouldn't have such a wondrous effect.

In fact, so-called dual cultivation also has different levels. The lowest level is the one-sided absorption of yin to replenish yang, or vice versa. However, this level is too low-level and evil to be considered true dual cultivation; it only requires both partners, so it's considered one level.

Above this one-sided absorption, there are several other levels. The second level is purely physical cultivation. In this kind of cultivation, neither partner invests any emotion; what they pursue is merely power. In other words, they treat dual cultivation as a technique, not anything else.

Above that is the dual cultivation between lovers. They are usually husband and wife, having been together for decades, possessing a certain tacit understanding. Their cultivation isn't just about practice; it involves their emotions. This kind of dual cultivation is considered the highest level. The ultimate realm of dual cultivation in the world is no more than this.

However, this isn't true dual cultivation. While couples cultivating together can certainly achieve twice the result with half the effort, the couple's own feelings are also a crucial factor. If their feelings haven't reached the point of spiritual and physical fusion, then dual cultivation cannot achieve great success. Furthermore, although they are engaged in dual cultivation, ultimately, they are cultivating for the sake of cultivation, not cultivating for the sake of dual cultivation.

Don't underestimate the difference in the order of these two phrases. Because the order of their actions leads to two completely different effects. Dual cultivation for the sake of cultivation is indeed dual cultivation, but their true intention remains cultivation. Only by wholeheartedly dedicating oneself to the other during cultivation, disregarding one's own feelings, and even forgetting about cultivation altogether, can one possibly reach the highest realm of dual cultivation: spiritual and physical dual cultivation!

Spiritual and physical dual cultivation refers to the simultaneous sublimation of the soul and body. In this process, it emphasizes the cooperation and tacit understanding between the two individuals, the mutual acceptance and unity of their souls and bodies. It is crucial to avoid being half-hearted during this process; if one party is distracted or suddenly interrupts the practice, it will cause immense loss to both.

This requires a perfect level of tacit understanding between the two practitioners. Only in this way can one enter the highest realm of dual cultivation: spiritual and physical dual cultivation.

Although Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng have known each other for a considerable time, they are far from having a truly perfect understanding, and have never even had physical intimacy, let alone reached the realm of spiritual and physical dual cultivation.

But the world is full of wonders. Driven by the joyous union of yin and yang, their first union unexpectedly led them to the realm of dual soul cultivation. This was truly miraculous!

However, neither of them knew beforehand that their first union had reached this supreme state. Nalan Qingcheng was completely dazed, oblivious to the passage of time, her actions driven solely by instinct. Even Yang Fan only vaguely understood some things. Although

he knew something, he didn't dwell on it. Not that he didn't want to, but he simply couldn't muster the mental capacity to think about it, and he couldn't bear to contemplate such a beautiful moment. Perhaps nothing was more beautiful than letting nature take its course…

Just then, a fiery red phoenix suddenly appeared above Nalan Qingcheng's head, like a mountain rising from the ashes.

Simultaneously, a golden dragon burst forth from Yang Fan's body. This colossal dragon had a head like a bull's, horns like deer antlers, eyes like a shrimp, ears like an elephant, a neck like a snake, a belly like a snake, scales like a fish, claws like a phoenix, and paws like a tiger. Its back had eighty-one scales, representing the auspicious number nine, and its voice was like the clanging of a bronze plate. It had whiskers beside its mouth, a bright pearl under its chin, and reversed scales under its throat. It was exactly like the legendary dragon!

Upon its appearance, the dragon and phoenix intertwined instantly, the dragon on the right, the phoenix on the left. The dragon opened its mouth and lowered its head, the phoenix curved its neck and raised its head!

The dragon stood upright with its tail curled, its head facing the sky, its limbs moving as if about to leap. The fiery phoenix, meanwhile, raised its head and spread its wings, soaring gracefully into the sky. This intertwining of dragon and phoenix created a harmonious and auspicious scene!

The dragon is often called the "chief of the scaled tribes" and the "king of all beasts," while the phoenix is known as the "chief of the feathered tribes" and the "king of all birds." The dragon possesses divine qualities such as a love of water, a love of flight, the ability to reach the heavens, adaptability, mysticism, auspiciousness, harbinger of misfortune, and power. The phoenix possesses divine qualities such as a love of fire, a love of the sun, virtue, auspiciousness, nobility, purity, beauty, and symbolism. The complementarity and correspondence of these divine qualities brought the dragon and phoenix together: one is the king of beasts, the other the queen of birds; one is ever-changing and mystical, the other elegant, beautiful, and auspicious. Their beautiful and cooperative relationship resulted in "dragons flying and phoenixes dancing," and "dragons

and phoenixes bringing good fortune!" This is people's interpretation of the union of dragon and phoenix, and even more so, a pursuit of perfection. In the eyes of ordinary people, the cooperation, union, and correspondence of the dragon and phoenix reflect the human concept of Yin and Yang. The dragon and phoenix work closely together, sharing the responsibility of guiding people away from the mundane world and towards heaven; they are objects of worship and prayer!

But now, the union of Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng has produced such an extraordinary phenomenon. Regardless of what benefits the two may gain from this phenomenon, the sheer scale of it is enough to shock the world. However, if others were to see them in this state, they would likely be truly "shocked"...

And what would be even more shocking is the posture the dragon and phoenix were in, which is utterly baffling. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that although the dragon and phoenix were moving in mid-air, their combined posture was exactly the same as the postures depicted in the patterns on the wall. Or rather, they were simply imitating those postures on the wall. However

, the two, deeply immersed in the dual cultivation of spirit and body, did not notice this. They also did not notice that strands of crimson blood were slowly falling to the ground from where they were joined. However, these strands of crimson blood did not linger on the ground but strangely "drilled" into the earth, penetrating deep into the ground. And those strands of crimson blood were none other than Nalan Qingcheng's virginity...

Chapter 614 [Breaking Through Nine Can Prove the Dao]

In mid-air, the dragon and phoenix sang in harmony; on the ground, the man and woman were united. Between the dragon and phoenix, the man and the woman, a remarkably harmonious scene was formed.

Moreover, they are a dragon and a phoenix, corresponding to a man and a woman, and their movements are so coordinated and perfect that they form a perfect cycle with each other.

Not only that, but the dragon and phoenix were also emanating streams of pure energy. These energies intertwined and swirled in mid-air, forming a massive Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram. Then, two even purer streams of energy emanated from the Tai Chi diagram, flowing into Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng respectively…

Boom!

As soon as this energy entered Yang Fan's body, his Chaos Domain, beyond his control, automatically flew out of his body and appeared behind him. Within the domain, chaotic energy surged and undulated, and various strange phenomena appeared: mountains, rivers, lakes, marshes, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, strange beasts, water monsters, flying beasts, and running birds… Above the domain, a dragon and a phoenix appeared and disappeared, rising and falling amidst the wind and thunder, adding a touch of sacredness to this domain.

However, surprisingly, at the very moment Yang Fan's Chaos Domain burst forth, an image of a domain also appeared behind Nalan Qingcheng.

This domain didn't look very real, just like when Yang Fan first comprehended his domain. However, it was still clear that her domain was a world of birdsong and fragrant flowers. Within it, countless flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, their fragrance seemingly permeating the entire unique space.

Yet, this seemingly idyllic domain exuded a chilling sense of crisis, as if endless danger lurked everywhere within the floral tapestry. Even the most dazzling petals concealed deadly perils. A Hundred Flowers Domain

! Indeed, it was the Hundred Flowers Domain, Nalan Qingcheng's domain. Just like her Hundred Flowers Body, the domain she manifested was a mutated form of domain—the Hundred Flowers Domain!

In fact, while domains are sometimes categorized as Five Elements Domains, Tai Chi Domains, Divine Domains, Chaos Domains, and so on, these are merely general terms for most domains. Besides these, there are mutated domains, like the Hundred Flowers Domain that Nalan Qingcheng had just created.

However, even a mutated domain like the Hundred Flowers Domain requires a specific physique to be created. In fact, the uniqueness of a domain like the Hundred Flowers Physique only becomes apparent after the domain is fully developed. In other words, only by comprehending the domain can the special characteristics of a particular physique truly manifest; that is, the uniqueness of these special physiques only awakens after comprehending the domain.

Just like bloodline inheritance, a dormant bloodline only awakens when the corresponding conditions are met. Like the Hundred Flowers Physique, before comprehending the domain, it is at most possessing a relatively special ability, but compared to true ability users, it is not particularly outstanding. However, when the Hundred Flowers Physique comprehends the Hundred Flowers Domain, its superiority becomes awe-inspiring.

For example, the Hundred Flowers Physique, with the power of the Hundred Flowers Domain, can instantly nurture all things, allowing a newly grown sapling to instantly grow into a towering tree hundreds of years old. It can instantly transform a originally weak blade of grass into an invincible divine weapon.

Furthermore, it can even unleash the body's potential, turning a dying person into a vigorous warrior, or a weakling into an invincible war god.

This divine power isn't usually apparent, but its advantages become fully apparent in group battles. Of course, the advantages of the Hundred Flowers Physique aren't limited to this. In fact, special domains like the Hundred Flowers Domain possess a true power no less than a fully perfected Five Elements Domain, and may even rival a divine domain!

This is why, throughout history, all the major holy lands have tried every means to recruit individuals with special physiques. This isn't because of their need for special domains, but because when someone with a special physique comprehends a domain, it greatly enhances the combat power of their entire sect!

Actually, before this, although Nalan Qingcheng had solidified her cultivation at the Returning to Void Realm and even glimpsed a trace of domain power, she was still a long way from a true breakthrough, and might not even achieve it in her lifetime. After all, special domains, like special physiques, are merely accidental occurrences.

Yet, she traversed a path others couldn't cross in a lifetime in an extremely short time. The reason for this could only be attributed to the inverted nature of the joyous and harmonious Yin-Yang union.

However, while Nalan Qingcheng gained immense benefits, Yang Fan also received considerable ones. The moment that pure energy entered his body, he discovered that the crimson dragon soul he had just released was instantly suppressed by that energy. Not only that, his domain once again approached perfection. What surprised him even more was that the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, which he had been unable to break through before, broke through again!

Originally, his Nine Heavens Thunder Technique had already broken through to the sixth level when he encountered a fortuitous encounter in the ancient tomb. After returning, he had been diligently cultivating, wanting to break through again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through to the seventh level of the technique.

Even when he comprehended the power of the domain during his battle with Hong Zhentian and used the power of heaven and earth to temper himself, he still couldn't overcome this hurdle. But today, he strangely took this step, entering the seventh level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique!

The seventh level is another huge watershed for the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. The true power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique will only be revealed after the seventh level. Before this, although the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique is powerful, it doesn't have much advantage over ordinary techniques; at best, it can only be considered a powerful thunder-based technique. Only after the seventh level can

the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique be considered a true god-level technique, and only then can it be called "god-like." Because the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique only becomes a true god-level technique after the seventh level. Before that, it's just laying the foundation, and then laying the foundation again. After

the seventh level, each level brings earth-shattering changes. Legend has it that when all nine levels are mastered, mountains and rivers lose their color and the heavens and earth shift with a wave of the hand; a casual punch can shatter a cosmos. However, since its creation, no one has ever mastered all nine levels of this technique!

Since he began practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, Yang Fan has faced countless difficulties. In fact, there were reasons why he couldn't break through to the seventh level.

The Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique is fierce and domineering, which is not good for cultivators. It can be said to be a technique that harms the enemy a thousand while damaging oneself eight hundred; the more one's cultivation level increases, the greater the damage to oneself becomes. Throughout history, no one who has practiced the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique has had a good ending. In fact, the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique has been labeled a demonic art by the martial arts world.

Some say that because the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique, when cultivated to the final stage, allows one to control the lightning tribulation and transcend the Great Dao, it is intolerable to heaven and earth, and any cultivator who practices it will inevitably meet a bad end and suffer severe punishment from heaven and earth.

But in reality, this is not the case. Yang Fan was not the first to practice the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique. Some senior experts discovered through research that the reason why the Nine Heavens Thunderclap Technique is so detrimental to the body after cultivation is because this technique is too domineering; as the cultivation deepens, the yang energy in the body will continuously increase.

As we all know, the human body contains Yin and Yang energies. Only when these two energies are in harmony can one be free from illness and disaster. Once Yin and Yang are out of balance, one will be plagued by all kinds of diseases. After practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, the Yang energy in the body increases continuously, leading to an excess of Yang energy and a deficiency of Yin energy. Naturally, the consequences are not good.

This harm is especially pronounced after the seventh level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, because the power of the last three levels is too great, and the Yin-Yang imbalance is even more severe. Therefore, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique has been modified, limiting practitioners to the seventh level, from which they cannot break through. Only by finding a way to resolve the imbalance of Yin and Yang can one break through.

However, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique is too powerful. Ordinary methods of resolving the imbalance of Yin and Yang are simply ineffective. As a result, for those who have practiced this technique throughout history, the seventh level has become their limit.

Yang Fan himself was already close to the limit set by his predecessors. However, he was lucky enough to encounter Nalan Qingcheng at this time, and he also encountered the Joyful Yin-Yang Reversal technique left by the Pure Light Joyful Buddha!

Nalan Qingcheng, possessing the constitution of a hundred flowers, embodies the best qualities of all flowers. Her pure Yang energy is even purer and more concentrated than the Yin energy within a pure Yin constitution. The "Joyful Harmony of Yin and Yang" technique, a perfected form of Yin-Yang dual cultivation, inherently regulates Yin and Yang energies, replenishing Yang with Yin and nourishing Yin with Yang.

During their dual cultivation, the technique automatically adjusts Yang Fan's pure Yin energy to its most harmonious state, transferring it to Nalan Qingcheng's body, and vice versa, merging and regulating it with Yang Fan's pure Yang energy. In this continuous cycle, the long-disordered Yin and

Yang energies within Yang Fan's body are finally balanced. At the moment of this harmony, the long-stalled gate to the Nine Heavens Thunderous Technique finally opens, allowing him to successfully break through to the seventh level!

Boom!

The instant Yang Fan broke through to the seventh level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, a brand new door slowly opened in his mind…

“Wind sweeps across the Nine Heavens, a flick of the finger evokes thunder.” Controlling thunder with a sword, mastering the laws of heaven and earth through wind and thunder, entering the Dao through the art of connecting with nature, harnessing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one’s own use, whether it be the Nirvana Sacred Fire or the Nine Nether Thunder, all are under his control…

The so-called Nine Heavens Thunder Technique does not simply refer to the art of controlling thunder. Rather, it is using one method to understand all methods. When the realm reaches a certain level, all things in heaven and earth, every blade of grass and every tree, can become divine weapons, killing enemies invisibly!

The seventh level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique is this important dividing line. Before this, the practitioner can only control the divine thunder of the nine heavens, but after the seventh level, one can gradually come into contact with other abilities. Upon reaching the ninth level of perfection, all things in heaven and earth can be used, even the stars and celestial bodies can be manipulated at will.

At this moment, besides the power of lightning, what appeared in Yang Fan's mind were the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Yang Fan could clearly feel that, in addition to the power of lightning, he also had a strange ease and power over the five elements, as if he could use the five elements with just a thought.

Originally, although he obtained the five elements secret techniques of the Five Elements Sect in the ancient tomb, he always felt somewhat awkward when practicing them, and there were always some parts that he couldn't master. But now, those things that he couldn't understand before suddenly became clear, giving him a feeling of sudden enlightenment. He could now use the five elements techniques with ease.

Not only that, he also had a sense of understanding of yin and yang energies, the power of wind, the power of clouds, the power of stars, and countless other natural forces. However, his use of these energies was not as smooth as his use of the five elements. Yang Fan knew this was because he lacked the corresponding cultivation method, unlike the Five Elements Power, which had the secret techniques of the Five Elements Sect to utilize.

It was like possessing brute strength but being unable to use it. He had a treasure mountain but couldn't find the entrance; what he lacked was the key to unlock it.

"Nine is the ultimate number; breaking through nine can lead to enlightenment. Nine is derived from the number derived from the seven lines of the I Ching, which says: 'One begets two, two begets three, three begets all things.' There is also the saying that Taiji begets Yin and Yang, Yin and Yang beget the Four Symbols, the Four Symbols beget the Eight Trigrams, and the Eight Trigrams transform into seventy-four lines, thus endlessly cycling and changing."

"No wonder I always felt something was off about the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique; I always thought it had nine levels, hence the name. It turns out that's not the case. The nine in the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique doesn't refer to the nine levels, but rather to the principles of the I Ching!"

"Nine is the ultimate number; breaking through nine allows one to attain the Dao. This saying has existed since ancient times, and legend has it that it was spoken by an existence who surpassed the Primordial Chaos Realm. There's even a claim that this person single-handedly created the entire world; this person is the greatest of all time, and all kinds of cultivation techniques, the Three Thousand Great Daos, and myriad spells originated from him. And this Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, named Nine Heavens, is it perhaps related to this?"

Only now did Yang Fan truly realize the true power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Before this, although he knew the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was an extremely powerful technique, he didn't have a concrete understanding of it. But now, after breaking through the seventh level of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, he realized that this Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was probably the number one divine skill in the world. The so-called sacred techniques of the various holy lands were completely insignificant before it.

Because, in this world, any powerful cultivation technique could at most control only one type of energy. If one tries to control two energies, the ultimate fate will be death by explosion, because the two energies are completely incompatible. Only some special physiques can control two or three energies. Techniques like the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, which can control all things, are unheard of, let alone seen!

Chapter 615 [A Smile Turns

the World Upside Down] Immersed in the unity of spirit and body, neither of them noticed that blood-red cracks had silently appeared around the space filled with Buddhist light. These cracks, like a spider web, covered the entire space, even the ground.

Then, crimson lines slowly flowed through these cracks, forming a strange cycle.

When the cycle reached a certain point, it formed a huge spatial force, which silently enveloped Yang Fan and his companion. Then, as if space itself had shifted, Yang Fan and his companion vanished from their original positions.

Ripples emanated from the space, but Yang Fan and his companion seemed oblivious, allowing the spatial force to transport them away. As they left, the spatial force surged into their bodies, eventually forming a giant cocoon that enveloped them, causing them to vanish without a trace…

Immersed in the union of body and spirit, the two didn't even know how they left, let alone notice that the entire space began to collapse at a visible speed the instant they departed. Even the enormous Pure Light Joyful Buddha statue melted away, not into any other object, but directly into nothingness.

In just a few moments, the once vast space was completely gone, leaving only an empty, pitch-black void. It seemed just like the passage before…

Time passed, and the true energy within their bodies gradually separated, reluctantly returning to their respective forms. Simultaneously, the auspicious dragon and phoenix above their heads also parted, each letting out a high-pitched cry. In the highest realm of the dragon and phoenix's harmonious harmony, the dragon and phoenix gradually disappeared into their bodies.

“Mmm…”

The moment the dragon and phoenix vanished, both let out a trembling groan from the depths of their souls. The exquisite feeling at this moment was beyond words!

Their gazes met unexpectedly in mid-air, and in that instant, they both saw deep love in each other's eyes.

“Is it comfortable?”

Looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, Yang Fan finally asked softly.

Hearing Yang Fan's question, Nalan Qingcheng's already flushed face turned even redder, and even her exposed skin quickly became covered with a layer of red mist. However, she did not avoid Yang Fan's gaze, only letting out a barely audible moan.

The beauty beneath him was so alluring, her expression captivating all who beheld her. Seeing this, Yang Fan's recently subsided lust was reignited!

Nalan Qingcheng, still connected to him, immediately sensed Yang Fan's change. While astonished by his incredible strength, she was also deeply alarmed. Although her physical condition was good, she was still a virgin. After two previous rounds of intense lovemaking, she was no longer able to withstand his favor.

Sensing Yang Fan's change, her brows furrowed slightly. After continuous exploration, although her genitals were now the right size for him, there was still a lack of stamina. Besides, among Yang Fan's many women, who could resist his favor?

Therefore, Nalan Qingcheng should actually be very proud and fortunate. She was, in a sense, the first person who could barely fight Yang Fan to a draw. Based on this alone, she had already earned an irreplaceable position in Yang Fan's heart!

Although Yang Fan wasn't truly satisfied yet, seeing Nalan Qingcheng's state, he could only restrain himself. He wasn't just taking; he also knew that Nalan Qingcheng had reached her physical limit. Although she possessed a remarkable virginity, she knew her own limitations. Yang Fan understood that if he went all out, even three or five Nalan Qingchengs wouldn't be a match for him. Therefore, it was best to stop!

However, Yang Fan didn't notice that just as his penis withdrew, a trickle of crimson blood slowly flowed from where they had parted—the blood of a virgin, historical proof that Nalan Qingcheng had truly become a woman!

After their passionate encounter, the two rested for a while and finally regained some strength. They picked up their clothes scattered on the ground and put them on. Nalan Qingcheng was alright, since she had been more proactive when undressing earlier. Although Yang Fan had torn several pieces with brute force, they were still enough to cover her body. But Yang Fan was different. His clothes had been torn to shreds in the heat of desire, leaving not a single intact piece, let alone anything wearable!

Helpless, he could only tie Nalan Qingcheng's outer garment around his waist as a dress. Although he was reluctant, Nalan Qingcheng insisted that he wear it. Yang Fan was at a loss, but he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "She was so proactive just now, doing everything, why is she suddenly so shy now? She almost bit off my manhood...

" "Qingcheng, do you feel anything different about your body?"

After playing around and making a fuss, Yang Fan finally got to the point.

"What's different?"

Hearing Yang Fan's question, Nalan Qingcheng was slightly taken aback. She initially thought Yang Fan was mocking her, but seeing his gaze, it seemed he wasn't thinking the same thing. Suppressing her embarrassment, she focused her consciousness into her body, sensing the changes.

She was astonished. Before, the sensations in her body had been so intense that she hadn't sensed anything within, including the arrival of the dual cultivation of spirit and body.

Now, she discovered that the true qi in her dantian was significantly stronger than before. However, this wasn't the most important thing. Most importantly, she discovered that she had actually comprehended the power of a domain. Before coming here, she hadn't even fully solidified her Void Returning Realm. But now, in such a short time, she had comprehended the power of a domain—a path countless martial artists couldn't traverse in their entire lives. And she had accomplished this in such a short time!

Not only that, she also discovered that all the hidden ailments that had accumulated in her body were now nowhere to be found. In other words, these ailments had all disappeared.

A short temper didn't mean a lack of sharpness of mind. Nalan Qingcheng knew that since Yang Fan had asked her this, he must know the reason. Although she didn't ask Yang Fan directly, she turned her large, watery eyes to him, the meaning clear: tell me or not… With a dry cough, Yang Fan, faced with this situation, could only feel overwhelmed. He could only recount the crux of the matter. Of course, what he said was not far from the truth, but he exaggerated many points, making Nalan Qingcheng blush, yet she couldn't refute him!

Although Nalan Qingcheng wanted to refute Yang Fan's point of view, Yang Fan's arguments were so logical that she couldn't counter them. But listening to Yang Fan's nonsense, she felt overwhelmed, as if listening to him was more terrifying than a real battle!

"Huh?"

Yang Fan had intended to tease Nalan Qingcheng a bit, but suddenly he noticed something new appearing in his mind…

"A laugh that overturns the heavens, Arhat Hand, Great Brahma Vajra Seal, Vajra Wish-Fulfilling Fire… are these all the signature techniques of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha?"

Upon closer examination, Yang Fan realized that the information suddenly appearing in his consciousness was none other than the Pure Light Joyful Buddha's signature techniques. "

A laugh that overturns the heavens" was a technique similar to sonic attacks, killing enemies silently amidst laughter and curses, somewhat similar to the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds he had previously learned. However, the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds was upright and domineering, intimidating armies with its powerful aura, emphasizing a single burst of energy and a fighting spirit. "

A laugh that overturns the heavens," on the other hand, took a different approach, killing enemies silently, emphasizing unpredictability, following a completely different path from the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds.

As for the Arhat Hand, it is not the Eighteen Arhat Hands transmitted by Shaolin Tantric Buddhism, but a powerful combat technique created by the Pure Light Joyful Buddha. Its exquisite level surpasses any other martial art Yang Fan has ever seen. However, its only limitation is that all attacks are concentrated on a pair of iron palms.

The Great Brahma Vajra Seal, on the other hand, is a mantra, just like the Great Wheel Vajra Seal Yang Fan had previously practiced. It is a technique that simply enhances combat power. Using this mantra, physical strength, speed, attack power, and defense will all be greatly increased.

The Vajra Wish-Fulfilling Fire, however, is an extremely powerful defensive technique. Using this technique, one can become impervious to all magic and poisons.

Volume 41 of the *Dazang Fashu* states: "The Sanskrit word *Bhajala* means 'Vajra' in Chinese. This treasure comes from gold, its color is like purple chrysanthemum, it cannot be melted even after a hundred refinements, it is extremely hard and sharp, it can cut jade, it is rare in the world, hence the name 'treasure'. There is also another saying, *Vajra* comes from India, also called a jade-cutting knife, it cuts jade like an iron knife cuts wood, the large ones are about a foot long, the small ones are the size of a grain of rice.

In Buddhism, the word *Vajra* is used to symbolize the wisdom of the Tathagata, and also refers to the Buddha's attendant warrior holding the vajra, or the image of a heavenly king. In the Taoist Five Elements theory, it refers to the strong and vigorous energy of metal in the Five Elements. But regardless of the interpretation, the meaning of *Vajra* is all about strength! The *ruyi*

, also called *wojun*, *zhiyou*, or *tanbing*, evolved from the ancient *hu* and *saozhang*, and is often S-shaped, similar to the shape of the Big Dipper. As a symbol of good fortune, there is an ancient saying: 'Ruyi, as one wishes!'"

The saying goes , "

The wish-fulfilling jewel represents peace and holiness." Therefore, the combination of Vajra and the wish-fulfilling jewel is like the fusion of water and fire, or the harmony of yin and yang.

In Buddhism, there is the Vajra Wheel of Wish-Fulfilling Dharma.

The Vajra Dharma is a method of achieving indestructibility through mantras, mudras, and visualization in harmony with the Buddha, Dharma, and Sangha. Because its aim is to capture the form of a single supreme state, it can be used as a convenient starting point.

The Wish-Fulfilling Wheel is a non-dualistic practice method that requires the practitioner and guru to have a heart-to-heart connection. It not only requires a rigorous practice site but also abundant resources for meditative absorption. This method has a complete text in the Secret Section of the Tripitaka and belongs to the formless tantric tradition.

Combining the Wish-Fulfilling Wheel and the Vajra Dharma allows for mutual integration, directly entering the path to enlightenment through the form of the turning of the wish-fulfilling wheel and the method of the three secrets. This arrangement of the Wish-Fulfilling Wheel of Wish-Fulfilling Dharma provides practitioners with both a convenient starting point and the attainment of formlessness and non-duality. The ultimate realm is reached by moving from the tangible to the intangible, achieving perfect cultivation.

This Wish-Fulfilling Vajra Fire is derived from the Wish-Fulfilling Wheel and the Vajra Dharma.

The Four Great Techniques—One Laugh Turns the Heavens Upside Down, Arhat Hand, Great Brahma Vajra Seal, and Wish-Fulfilling Vajra Fire—each one an offensive technique, one defensive, and two supportive ones

, combined, make one virtually invincible! Although the Pure Light Joyful Buddha did not attain enlightenment through Buddhist teachings or by using Buddhist power, his position in Buddhism is second only to the Buddha, even surpassing the ten great disciples of Shakyamuni. Therefore, the techniques he passed down are certainly not ordinary.

Not only did Yang Fan discover these techniques, but Nalan Qingcheng also discovered them. In fact, after their dual cultivation, they had already developed a deep spiritual connection; the other could immediately sense a thought from one of them. Therefore, when Yang Fan discovered these techniques, Nalan Qingcheng naturally discovered them as well.

However, Nalan Qingcheng had no desire to practice these techniques. These techniques were simply unsuitable for her. For example, the "Laughing to the Heavens" technique—given her personality, how could she possibly laugh heartily without regard for her image?

As for the Arhat Hand, although its offensive power was formidable, it was a clash of strength, a close-quarters combat method, which she also disliked. The Great Brahma Vajra Seal and the Vajra Ruyi Fire, on the other hand, held considerable appeal for her, though this appeal was far less than that for Yang Fan.

"This Arhat Hand can compensate for the shortcomings of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. The Nine Heavens Thunder Technique excels in long-range attacks; although it also cultivates the physical body, it focuses more on defense, lacking in close-combat techniques. The Arhat Hand, however, is precisely the supreme method for close combat. If practiced together, they would complement each other perfectly!" After

carefully comprehending the four newly acquired techniques, Yang Fan was undoubtedly most interested in the Arhat Hand. As for the "One Laugh Turns the World Upside Down" technique, he already possessed the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, and as for the

Great Brahma Vajra Seal and Vajra Ruyi Fire, having cultivated the Nine True Words, he naturally had even more powerful corresponding methods. However, there were many techniques available. Although Yang Fan himself didn't need to cultivate them, he could provide them for the Little Knife Brothers and Lei Laohu to practice. It should be noted that these techniques, which seemed insignificant to Yang Fan, were actually supreme divine arts far superior to the Five Elements Sect's secret techniques, even belonging to the highest levels of martial arts in the various holy lands.

If these techniques were to circulate in the martial world, they would inevitably unleash endless bloodshed!

Chapter 616 [A Twist of Fate]

"Yang Fan, look, it seems we've arrived in another place!"

Just as Yang Fan was carefully comprehending the four techniques, Nalan Qingcheng's voice entered his ears.

Yang Fan looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the two had somehow arrived in a primeval forest. All around them were towering ancient trees, each requiring several people to encircle, and even the grass on the ground was several meters tall. Thick fog filled the sky, obscuring everything above.

Logically, with Yang Fan's current cultivation level, he should have already developed a Heavenly Eye; not only should thick fog not be able to deceive him, but even a powerful illusionary array would struggle to penetrate his vision. The strange thing was that this thick fog could actually obscure his Heavenly Eye.

"This place is strange!"

"Yes, listen, there's not a sound around us, not even a whisper of wind. Logically, in such a primeval forest, the air should be humid, but I can't feel a single water molecule. If that's the case, how did these plants grow to this size? And how did we get here?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Nalan Qingcheng also shared her opinion.

Although she was newly married, she was no ordinary young lady from a wealthy family. As a woman of the martial world, she naturally possessed the forthrightness of a martial artist. Therefore, after the initial shyness, she had long since adapted to her current status.

"If we're not mistaken, our arrival here is likely closely related to the previous secret chamber and the Pure Light Joyful Buddha."

In fact, Yang Fan's guess was far from the truth. Perhaps his guess, while partially correct, was still a long way off from the real situation; what he guessed was merely the surface.

Indeed, the previous secret chamber was the key to activating the entire grand formation. And the Pure Light Joyful Buddha statue was the key within the key. Only by passing its test could the grand formation be activated; otherwise, it would never open.

This grand formation had existed since ancient times, and Yang Fan and his companion were naturally not the first to discover it and enter. However, those who entered before failed to unravel its secret. Why? It was all because activating this grand formation was extremely difficult.

This grand formation was very likely set up by a powerhouse surpassing the Primordial Chaos Realm. Even though beings of this caliber have passed away, their will lingers, making the formations they laid out even more human-like.

To activate this grand formation, besides a master-level formation expert breaking through the initial core, many other requirements exist. The most crucial one is that a man and a woman must enter simultaneously. Moreover, the most stringent requirement is that the woman must be a virgin; to activate the formation, virgin blood is necessary!

This requirement doesn't seem so difficult. While modern society is far more open about relationships than in ancient times, finding a virgin woman is not impossible. The key lies in the necessity of a man and woman working together, and the virgin blood must be produced during sexual intercourse to be effective.

As martial artists, while they possess the forthrightness of the martial world, they also have a major flaw: selfishness and greed. They will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. Therefore, if they discover something valuable, they are unlikely to share it with others.

Therefore, if someone discovers this formation, they will inevitably speculate that it contains endless opportunities. Since it's an opportunity, why would they share it?

So, if someone discovers this place, they certainly won't tell anyone, otherwise, it will bring them endless danger and trouble. Even if they genuinely want to share, others won't think the same way. Blinded by selfishness and greed, killing and robbing are perfectly normal.

Therefore, not to mention others, even if Yang Fan discovers this place, he probably won't tell anyone, keeping it to himself. Like the ancient tomb, it became widely known entirely because of the Blood Lotus Demon's conspiracy.

Therefore, even if someone discovers this place, they will only come here alone in secret. Why would they tell anyone? Thus, this seemingly simple request becomes exceptionally difficult because it precisely exploits the weaknesses of human nature, exploiting people's greedy and selfish nature. Therefore, those with ill intentions would never come here.

The first request is thus; the second request is naturally even more difficult. The first requirement, though demanding, wasn't impossible for everyone to meet. However, the second requirement eliminated 99% of applicants.

According to some unclear records, the Pure Light Joyful Buddha's practice of the "Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony Reversal" had an extremely strict requirement: the woman must be a virgin, and not only that, she must be a woman of pure Yin. During his propagation of his teachings, those with ulterior motives who saw the "Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony Reversal" would only lose their minds. Ordinary people, however, would show no reaction whatsoever. Only those suited to practice would become captivated by it, but without losing their minds; instead, they would obtain the true method of cultivating the "Joyful Yin-Yang Harmony Reversal."

Therefore, even if a man and a woman entered the Pure Light Joyful Buddha's secret chamber, the situation remained uncertain. Despite Yang Fan and his companion's seemingly calm demeanor, danger lurked everywhere. For example, Yang Fan's sudden emotional low was due to his excessive killing intent, which the Pure Light Joyful Buddha did not approve of.

Fortunately, Nalan Qingcheng was there at the right time. Nalan Qingcheng, being a virgin, possessed a body of a hundred flowers, and her yin energy was far purer than that of a body of pure yin. Therefore, she met far higher standards than the requirements of the Pure Light Joyful Buddha. It was precisely because of this that her existence resolved Yang Fan's crisis, and it was because of her existence that the two of them received endless opportunities.

However, what the two did not know was that this great formation was for one-time use only. That is to say, only one group of people were allowed to enter. The moment the two activated the formation and entered, the secret chamber completely disappeared. Afterwards, even if someone else discovered the differences and entered the formation, they would only see an empty passage, and would not encounter the Pure Light Joyful Buddha again. Without encountering the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, they would not be able to receive his teachings, nor would they be able to reach the place where Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng were currently located.

However, there's no turning back now. At this moment, Yang Fan and his companion know that their only option is to keep going, with no possibility of retreating halfway, because they have nowhere to go.

The Buddhist saying goes, "The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore." But here, there is no turning back. This reveals the difference between Jingguang's fondness for Buddhist Zen principles and that of other high-ranking Buddhist monks.

"Let's go. Since we're here, there's no turning back. To leave, we must break this great formation. As the saying goes, crisis and opportunity coexist. Although this place is full of uncertainties, it also holds incredible opportunities. Take this Jingguang Joyful Buddha, for example. He's just a gatekeeper? You must know that this person holds a very high position in Buddhism, yet he's reduced to a mere gatekeeper. This shows that the true master here must hold an extremely high position!"

In fact, Yang Fan already had a rough idea. The only person in Buddhism who could command such protection from Jingguang Joyful Buddha was probably Buddha Shakyamuni. In other words, everything here must be related to Shakyamuni, and his practice of the Nine Syllable Mantra had already destined him to have a significant karmic connection with Shakyamuni. His arrival here was likely due to this karmic cause. Therefore, now that he was here, he had to figure everything out.

"But which way do we go?"

Nalan Qingcheng's words once again troubled Yang Fan. Yes, there was no way to go anywhere. Looking around, all he saw were almost identical towering ancient trees; it seemed like it didn't matter which way he went…

"Buddhism speaks of the Western Paradise, and this place is related to the Pure Light Joyful Buddha, meaning it's related to Buddhism. In that case, let's head west and see if the Western Paradise truly exists at its end!"

With that, Yang Fan strode westward.

However, even Yang Fan himself didn't expect that this journey would last five days and five nights. For five days and five nights, they were wandering in circles in the primeval forest, unable to leave. If Yang Fan hadn't been so sure of his direction, he would have started to doubt whether they were lost.

Because in this unknown place, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng didn't dare to be too conspicuous, so they flew directly through the sky. Therefore, Yang Fan and his companion chose to proceed on foot. Even so, with their stamina, walking over a thousand miles a day was not difficult.

In other words, over the past five days and five nights, they had covered at least five thousand miles. Yet, even this distance of five thousand miles did not allow them to leave this place. So, just how large was this forest?

Yang Fan had tried using spatial power to directly break through the void, but after trying, he discovered that the space in this mysterious place was incredibly stable. With his strength, he simply could not break through the void, let alone travel through it. In fact, this was precisely why he chose to proceed on foot rather than fly, because he could not guarantee that this mysterious forest might harbor deadly dangers!

"Five days and five nights—even if we were on the edge of the forest, we should have traversed the entire area by now. But why do I keep feeling like I'm going in circles? Is this forest just too vast, or are we really going around in circles?"

Logically speaking, with Yang Fan's current cultivation level, getting lost shouldn't be a problem at all; his keen spiritual sense could easily pierce through any illusions. However, his experiences over the past five days have forced him to entertain this thought.

“Yes, I’ve been marking the way up, and if I hadn’t failed to find the same marks, I would have suspected I was lost long ago. But Yang Fan, I feel like something’s not quite right here. I have this inexplicable feeling, as if something very important to me is pulling me forward, enticing me to keep going. I have a feeling that this thing is definitely very important to my Hundred Flowers Physique, perhaps even enough to allow it to advance further and grow into an even more powerful physique. But I feel this place is very strange, so why don’t we go back the way we came?”

“Oh?”

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback by Nalan Qingcheng’s words. He had heard that special physiques like the Hundred Flowers Physique had the potential to evolve. Under specific conditions and with special methods, their special characteristics could be infinitely stimulated, allowing them to grow and eventually evolve into another physique.

In fact, so-called special physiques, at the beginning, are only slightly stronger than the average person's physique. Only through continuous development and strengthening, constantly uncovering the special nature of the physique, will the true meaning of "special" be revealed.

Developing and activating a special physique, while challenging, is not overly difficult. With suitable cultivation methods, their physique will be activated. In fact, for example, the physiques of those with special abilities in the Dragon Group can also be considered a type of special physique. However, compared to a physique like the Hundred Flowers Physique, their physiques are worlds apart.

Just like with superpowered individuals, activating their abilities can be done under certain conditions, but strengthening those abilities is not easy, and upgrading them is almost impossible.

Special physiques are the same. Although in principle, such physiques can evolve, this is only in theory; in actual practice, almost no one has ever witnessed it.

But now, Nalan Qingcheng is telling Yang Fan that there is something here that can further enhance her physique. This couldn't help but surprise Yang Fan.

He knew that someone with Nalan Qingcheng's special physique possessed a level of perception that defied explanation. However, since she said there was something ahead that moved her, then there must be.

In fact, not only Nalan Qingcheng had this feeling, but Yang Fan also had a similar one. However, Nalan Qingcheng felt that something was causing her physique to evolve, a kind of alluring feeling. But Yang Fan felt that there was an inexplicable call ahead constantly beckoning him, summoning him forward—a call from his very soul!

Therefore, whether it was Nalan Qingcheng's reason or Yang Fan's own feeling, he knew that he had nowhere to retreat. Now, there was only one path before him: no matter what lay ahead, he could only grit his teeth and forge ahead...

Chapter 617 [The Ascetic]

Traveling westward, Yang Fan advanced with unwavering faith. However, he never expected that this journey would take another four days and four nights, making it a full nine days and nine nights in total! Nine days

and nine nights! Nearly ten thousand kilometers! Enough to cross two continents. Yang Fan even wondered if he had transmigrated. Where on Earth could there be such a vast primeval forest?

"There's a sound ahead. It seems we've reached the edge!"

Nine consecutive days of silence had left Yang Fan with an indescribable sense of oppression. If it weren't for Nalan Qingcheng talking to him along the way, he might have collapsed. It seems humans are indeed social animals; staying alone for too long will eventually make you sick.

"Yeah, I heard it too. Judging from the sound, it seems to be water. After so many days without a sound, suddenly hearing something is surprisingly exciting!"

Nalan Qingcheng also perked up her ears to listen.

These nine days hadn't been entirely fruitless for them. Not only had their relationship greatly improved, but they had also been constantly discussing martial arts knowledge. Both Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng had gained a great deal.

Yang Fan possessed profound cultivation, surpassing Nalan Qingcheng in both skill and experience. His understanding and insights into martial arts were also unmatched. However, Nalan Qingcheng, born into a prestigious family and a saintess, had been widely read since childhood, giving her a level of knowledge far beyond that of Yang Fan, a self-taught cultivator.

Therefore, over the past nine days, the two had engaged in mutual discussions and learning. Yang Fan's knowledge had greatly increased, while Nalan Qingcheng, through her studies with Yang Fan, had avoided many pitfalls in her cultivation journey.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the two continued onward, the sound growing louder and louder, even the rushing water clearly audible. Unconsciously, they quickened their pace and soon arrived at the source of the sound.

Before them stood a waterfall hundreds of feet high, crashing down from the foot of the mountain, splashing countless waves as it cascaded down the water. The river flowed downstream into the distance.

Looking up, Yang Fan discovered that downstream, the river stretched out to an endless expanse of sea. All the river's water flowed into it.

Observing the terrain, Yang Fan noticed a frustrating phenomenon: behind him was the path he had come from, to the north and south were towering mountains reaching into the clouds, and to the west lay the endless sea.

And his direction of travel was precisely west; meaning, if he wanted to continue, he would have to cross that sea!

"What do we do?"

Clearly, Nalan Qingcheng had also realized this. She thought she had found a way out, but unexpectedly, just as she thought she had reached a dead end, a new path opened up before her. However, this new path was completely different from what she had imagined.

"What else can we do? We can only keep going. I refuse to believe that we have to climb to the heavens to cross this vast ocean!"

With that, Yang Fan began to work. With a single palm strike, Yang Fan chopped down a giant tree that would take two or three people to encircle, took the thickest part of the trunk, and then used his internal force to shatter the wood chips inside… In no time, Yang Fan had created a small boat!

Based on his previous experience, Yang Fan was certain that he couldn't fly across this vast ocean. Moreover, with the road ahead uncertain, he dared not set off rashly and had to resort to this primitive method of crossing the sea.

Fortunately, his cultivation was high, and there were plenty of materials around. Using what he could find, he actually managed to create a small boat!

And so, Yang Fan and his companion embarked on their long journey once again. Previously, they had walked, but this time, they were traveling by water…

Time flies in the mountains, a dream can last a thousand years. Especially on the vast ocean, it's easy to get lost. Day and night alternated, stars shifted, and in the blink of an eye, another nine days had passed!

It proved Yang Fan's earlier words true again; it had taken them another nine days to cross this ocean…

“Damn it, first forests, then the ocean, and now, they've given us a desert?”

Upon reaching the shore, what appeared before Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng was an endless desert. Even with Yang Fan's good temper, he couldn't help but curse upon seeing the scene before him.

“No need to say, crossing this desert will definitely take another nine days…”

Having traveled for so long, Yang Fan had gained enough experience. With a complaint, he and Nalan Qingcheng once again embarked on their journey with no end in sight.

Nine days later, Yang Fan and Nalan Qingcheng finally left the desert. In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had flown by. The trek through the forest, the turbulence of the sea, and the hardships of the desert had left Yang Fan and his companion exhausted, even with their cultivation levels. At first, Yang Fan would grumble a bit, but now he didn't even have the heart to curse…

They say the sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore; however, having already come this far, even if Yang Fan wanted to turn back, it was impossible. Because if he turned back now, not only would all his efforts over the past few days be wasted, but he would also have to spend another month experiencing the same treatment again!

“Yang Fan, have you noticed? The temperature seems to be getting higher and higher!”

After walking through the desert for nine days, although Yang Fan and his companion had left the desert's boundaries, their surroundings hadn't changed significantly. Besides no longer being the unchanging sand and stones, other scenery was gradually appearing around them, but the one thing missing was greenery!

Glancing at the distorted air around them, distorted by the intense heat, Yang Fan exhaled a long breath and said, "It's not just that it seems to have gotten hotter, it really has gotten hotter. If I'm not mistaken, the temperature ahead will only get higher and higher!"

"Why?"

Nalan Qingcheng was taken aback.

"If I'm not mistaken, we'd better travel for another 2918 days before we can leave this hellish place!"

Before Nalan Qingcheng could ask, Yang Fan continued, "First the forest, then the sea, then the desert, and now this intense heat. Qingcheng, haven't you noticed something's wrong?"

"You mean, the forest represents the element of wood, the sea represents the element of water, the desert represents the element of earth, and the intense heat represents the element of fire. So, when we cross the high-temperature zone, we'll enter the area representing the element of metal? In other words, we have to cross the areas represented by each of the five elements to leave, and each area is the same size. We all have to travel for nine days and nine nights?"

Nalan Qingcheng was quick-witted, and after Yang Fan's prompting, she immediately understood.

"That should be it. But we haven't wasted this month's journey. Qingcheng, have you noticed any changes in you?"

"Changes? Huh?"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Nalan Qingcheng was first stunned, then overjoyed: "Several new forces have appeared within me! This is the element of wood, the element of water, the element of earth? It's the power of the five elements? How is this possible? How could I suddenly have this energy? How could my Hundred Flowers Body have this energy?"

"Yes, I know! It must be because of this! Yang Fan, if that's the case, will we have more of the five elements' power if we complete the entire journey?"

Upon discovering that three new forces had appeared within her, Nalan Qingcheng shook off her previous dejection and cheered with ecstatic joy.

As a martial artist, nothing is more exciting than a significant increase in one's cultivation. Although these three new forces within her cannot increase her cultivation level, they greatly benefit her overall strength.

However, the five elements' power within Nalan Qingcheng's body is still very weak, so this advantage cannot yet be manifested. However, a single spark can start a prairie fire. With these few sparks within her, given time, they will surely grow. At that time, with the Five Elements perfected and her Hundred Flowers Body added to her power, Nalan Qingcheng's overall combat strength will increase exponentially!

"Truly, the world is vast and full of wonders. I've heard of sudden enlightenment overnight, and of cultivating through dreams, but I've never heard of cultivating while walking! No wonder Buddhism speaks of ascetic monks; I never imagined it was actually true!"

"Ascetic monks!"

Nalan Qingcheng's unintentional remark was like a sudden enlightenment for Yang Fan, giving him a sense of clarity. However, this was merely a feeling. Although Yang Fan discovered that he had grasped a very important piece of information in that instant, unfortunately, he didn't know what that information was.

However, the previous confusion vanished from his mind, as if in that instant, a clear direction had been revealed, freeing him from bewilderment and hesitation…

“Let’s go, let’s go, let’s hurry! Since we’ve already covered three-fifths of the way, let’s go faster and see if we can increase our Five Elements Fire and Five Elements Metal. You know, the perfection of the Five Elements is a characteristic only possessed by those with the legendary Five Elements Body. But this physique has always existed only in legends. Throughout history, those who have cultivated the Five Elements Body to perfection are incredibly rare. But now we have this opportunity, and I can’t wait to experience the feeling of the Five Elements Perfection!”

With the motivation to cultivate, the tedious journey no longer seemed so tedious, but rather filled with passion. Seeing Yang Fan standing there in a daze, Nalan Qingcheng couldn’t help but urge him on.

“This girl, she’s really impatient!”

Seeing Nalan Qingcheng's demeanor, Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head. Nalan Qingcheng was good in every way, but it was her temperament—unpredictable and impulsive—that made her seem far more composed than her outward appearance suggested. However, perhaps this was simply her true nature, a natural expression of her emotions.

Sure enough, as Yang Fan had predicted, their journey was no longer marked by high temperatures, but by intense flames. The two were as if they had entered a sea of fire, a world of fire, surrounded by endless flames. And those flames weren't monotonous in color; there were red, blue, cyan, black, and even multicolored, blazing white ones!

"That's Nine Netherworld Ghost Fire, that's Wind and Thunder Divine Fire, that's Burning God Blue Flame, that's Seven-Colored Heavenly Fire, that's…"

Looking at the dancing flames, Yang Fan's lips twitched countless times. Not for any other reason than that any one of those flames could easily incinerate him completely.

These flames should never have existed in this world in the first place. For example, the Nine Netherworld Ghost Fire, according to legend, is born in the Nine Netherworld's most yin land. Although it is a flame, it has no high temperature; on the contrary, it is exceptionally cold. Even a peak expert at the Ninth Stage of the Void Reversal realm would be instantly frozen into nothingness upon contact with this flame. Yes, frozen, not burned!

Then there's the Wind and Thunder Divine Fire, born in the Nine Heavens, amidst wind and thunder… The Burning God Blue Flame can even instantly kill gods! The Seven-Colored Heavenly Fire is a heavenly fire that only exists in legends…

Each flame has a formidable origin. Any one of these flames appearing in the world would be enough to cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split, resulting in the destruction of all living beings and the annihilation of all things. But now, all these flames are here. How could Yang Fan not be terrified if he didn't feel a chill in his heart?

However, what surprised Yang Fan was that although these flames were all infamous, they were like tamed wild beasts, having lost their wildness and only showing a docile side. Those dancing flames were like little elves, gracefully dancing in the sea of fire.

However, while these elves were undeniably beautiful, they caused Yang Fan and his companion considerable suffering. Although these elves had lost their wild nature, even the intense heat they instinctively released was beyond their endurance.

In the past few days, whether in forests, the sea, or the desert, though monotonous, the two hadn't experienced any hardship or danger. But in this sea of fire, their lives were constantly in danger; a slight misstep could mean death for even Yang Fan!

Therefore, they had to be extremely cautious, constantly circulating their internal energy to resist the intense heat. However, the only positive aspect was that in this process, Yang Fan and his companion's resistance, willpower, and mental strength all improved significantly.

Moreover, due to the constant need to circulate their internal energy, their cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds in the past few days. Not only that, through these days of training, their meridians, bones, blood vessels, flesh, pores, and even every tiny cell had undergone tremendous enhancement!

Like a piece of refined steel, it must be constantly refined in the flames to become an incomparably sharp divine weapon. And now, Yang Fan and his companion are like that unpolished piece of refined steel, constantly being refined and polished in the sea of fire. This process, though incredibly arduous, brings them immense benefits…

Chapter 618 [Five Elements Body Refinement]

The five elements, mutually generating and restraining each other: metal for sharpness, earth for solidity, wood for sharpness, water for gentleness, and fire for explosiveness. Each of the five elements possesses its corresponding strengths. Metal is incomparably sharp and indestructible; earth is solid and unbreakable; fire is explosively powerful; water is infinitely gentle; and wood is full of vitality!

The five elements, though mutually restraining, possess a balance of power. Metal, though powerful, cannot withstand the scorching heat of fire; earth, though abundant, cannot sustain the proliferation of trees; water and fire are incompatible, fire and wood cannot advance together. They share commonalities yet also exhibit opposing forces.

Having experienced the unique domains of the four elements—wood, fire, water, and earth—Yang Fan discovered that these suddenly appearing energies correspond to the five internal organs: heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys.

The liver generates the heart (wood generates fire), as the liver stores blood to nourish the heart; the heart generates the spleen (fire generates earth), as the heart's yang energy nourishes the spleen; the spleen generates the lungs (earth generates metal), as the spleen transforms the essence of food and water to benefit the lungs; the lungs generate the kidneys (metal generates water), as the lung qi's clarity allows fluids to descend and nourish the kidneys; the kidneys generate the liver (water generates wood), as the kidneys store essence to nourish the liver's yin blood, and so on.

The five elements can be applied to all things in heaven and earth, corresponding to the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys in Traditional Chinese Medicine. Currently, the five elements within Yang Fan's domain reside within their respective internal organs.

However, although they gained some extra energy, their internal organs felt perfectly comfortable. On the contrary, nourished by the power of the Five Elements, they felt completely at ease and at ease throughout their bodies! After

undergoing the Five Elements Body Refinement, their physiques had acquired a trace of the Five Elements Body constitution. Moreover, they unexpectedly obtained the origin of the Five Elements power. With this origin, as long as they continued to cultivate, they would one day achieve mastery of the Five Elements within their bodies.

Legend has it that those who have mastered the Five Elements Body can move mountains and fill seas with a wave of their hand, shift stars and constellations. A casual wave of their arm is enough to cause landslides and earthquakes, and even a sneeze can create a massive sandstorm. Furthermore, they can control the Five Elements Laws, effortlessly controlling wind and rain, like figures from mythology.

In fact, martial arts masters who have mastered the laws are no different from those legendary beings. They were all beings transcending the Heavenly Dao, untouched by reincarnation, unburdened by karma, and unaffected by cause and effect—

truly free and extraordinary. "Four of the five elements are complete; only the final metal power remains unabsorbed. Let's go! I truly look forward to what lies within the Metal Domain!"

Standing on the edge of the Fire Domain, Yang Fan gazed at the metallic world

before him, feeling an irresistible urge to roar to the heavens. This world before him was a world of minerals, filled with countless rare and precious ores, each as tall as a small mountain.

It could be said that everything here was composed of minerals—the land beneath his feet and the rising peaks were all formed from mines. These mines radiated a dazzling light, appearing from afar like treasure mountains.

Indeed, this place was a treasure trove, but what was truly frustrating was that any one of these ores, if taken outside, would cause a huge sensation. What left Yang Fan speechless was that these ores were impossible to carry away…

Yes, they were indeed impossible to carry. It wasn't because they were too heavy; with his current cultivation level, lifting a giant mountain wouldn't be difficult for Yang Fan. He discovered that the ores here would automatically disappear the moment they touched his hands!

Yang Fan had even tried using the Buddha's bone relics within the Holy Buddha Relics to store them, but he found that as soon as the ores were moved into the Buddha's bone relics, they would transform into streams of golden energy and ultimately vanish into the world.

"Heavens! That's amethyst ore, that's diamond, that's innate gold, that's heavenly spirit stone, that's Nine Netherworld Bone-Melting Stone, that's pure Yang essence, that's…"

Looking at the various divine materials for refining weapons before him, Yang Fan was on the verge of tears.

The most painful thing in the world is to enter a mountain of treasures and leave empty-handed... Yang Fan was like a beggar who had been starving for ten or fifteen days, suddenly seeing countless delicacies appear before him, within reach, but finding that he had no strength to touch them, and could only drool incessantly...

"Yang Fan, these are not real ores, but just illusions formed by the power of metal. You don't need to be upset!"

Seeing Yang Fan's appearance, Nalan Qingcheng couldn't help but comfort him.

"Sigh, how could I not know? Not only here, but even those forests, oceans, deserts, and volcanoes we passed through before weren't real; they were merely forms condensed from the five elements. But, but, even knowing this, these ores before me are just too tempting! Just think about it, any piece of these ores, if forged into a weapon, would be a divine weapon. If Little Knife and the others were equipped with them, how much would their overall combat power increase!"

As his cultivation deepened, Yang Fan increasingly realized that the various holy lands were not as simple as they seemed on the surface, and the members of the thug clubs he once thought he could easily contend with now appeared so insignificant. Therefore, improving their strength undoubtedly became Yang Fan's obsession. And these ores before him, if forged into weapons, armor… just how much would that increase their combat power?

Just thinking about it made Yang Fan's heart flutter. But, after learning that it was all just wishful thinking, how could Yang Fan's mood be good?

Roar!

However, at that moment, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from ahead, interrupting Yang Fan's complaints.

The roar was like a dragon, a tiger, a lion, a leopard, a wolf, a bear—a cacophony of beasts' howls, so awe-inspiring, like a thunderclap, deafeningly loud. Moreover, the instant the roar arrived, a sudden gust of wind swept across the entire sky.

The biting wind whipped against the oddly shaped mines, creating strange, undulating sounds, rising and falling in waves of varying pitch. Furthermore, the roar seemed to grow even more powerful and ferocious. Within that roar, Yang Fan even detected a strong stench of blood—not the smell of fresh blood, but the unique aura emanating from the solidified killing intent.

Even Yang Fan didn't possess this aura. Only those who had walked through countless bloody storms, trodden over millions of corpses, and whose hands were dripping with blood, could possibly possess such an aura. In other words, such a person must have at least tens of thousands of lives on their hands.

At the same time, dark clouds appeared on the previously gray sky. The clouds pressed down, accompanied by a violent wind, creating a sense of impending storm. However, Yang Fan knew this wasn't about rain, but rather that a peerless master was slowly approaching him.

However, based on Yang Fan's intuition, this master was at least a thousand miles away. Moreover, the opponent wasn't approaching quickly, but rather taking one step at a time. Therefore, although Yang Fan sensed a powerful killing intent, he couldn't feel the chilling killing intent.

"Roar!"

Under the immense pressure of this powerful aura, Yang Fan could no longer suppress his emotions, and a long roar escaped his lips.

However, the roar he emitted was not a human voice, but a long roar like a dragon's cry. The roar was as thunderous and as powerful as a rainbow, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, actually splitting open the dark clouds above his head.

At the same time, a blood-red dragon soul suddenly burst out from his body and flew into the clouds. Instantly, the entire sky behind him turned blood red, like a vast ocean of blood. The dense bloody aura was not only no weaker than the dragon's, but on the contrary, it had a feeling of suppressing the dragon.

"I was thinking that this Five Elements Space would definitely not be so simple. It seems that we have finally arrived. Qingcheng, let's go and meet this unknown expert!"

After saying that, Yang Fan slowly walked towards the source of the sound.

His pace wasn't fast; he walked steadily, each step firm and resolute. But even in this unhurried advance, Yang Fan's aura was constantly accumulating and increasing.

Following behind him, Nalan Qingcheng noticed that initially, Yang Fan's figure was roughly the same size as normal, but as he continued forward, his silhouette gradually lengthened and grew taller, until finally, he resembled an insurmountable mountain. In Nalan Qingcheng's eyes, Yang Fan at this moment was like a war god, impossible to look at directly, only to be looked up to. In fact

, this wasn't an illusion; as he continued forward, Yang Fan's aura steadily rose, influencing the entire sky's energy field, making him the sole being in the world, the ruler of all things.

The moment his opponent's aura appeared, Yang Fan knew he had encountered the most powerful opponent he had ever faced. This yet-to-be-revealed enemy's aura far surpassed that of Hong Zhentian. Therefore, Yang Fan dared not be careless in the slightest, nor dared he underestimate his opponent.

He advanced step by step, constantly gathering his momentum, precisely because his opponent was too strong. He knew that at this moment, if he rashly rushed forward greedily, the final outcome would certainly be disastrous. In a

battle between masters, any insignificant mistake could lead to irreparable consequences, and any slight underestimation could bring a fatal blow. Therefore, upon discovering that his opponent was not in a hurry to attack him but was advancing slowly, he also chose the same method to advance. Moreover,

at this moment, there was no such thing as retreating. Not only had his opponent's aura already locked onto Yang Fan and his companion, leaving them no chance to escape, but even if they had, Yang Fan would not retreat. Fighting against such a master would undoubtedly be a great test for him, and both his cultivation and combat experience would be an invaluable gain.

Moreover, Yang Fan's intuition told him that even if he tried to leave, he wouldn't be able to escape. On the contrary, retreating would mean facing a torrent of attacks from his opponent the moment he revealed even the slightest opening.

In fact, this was one reason why his opponent hadn't attacked yet. His seemingly casual movements revealed no weaknesses whatsoever, and it was precisely because of this lack of vulnerability that his opponent dared not act rashly. Like him, his opponent lacked absolute certainty of victory. Therefore, in this situation, the one who strikes first not only gains no advantage but also exposes a weakness, giving the opponent an opportunity to strike.

Not attacking prevents exposure of weaknesses; attacking, on the contrary, exposes weaknesses. This may seem illogical, but it is actually the experience accumulated by countless masters through countless lives. Why do martial arts masters stare intently at their opponent for hours before a fight, their eyes locked? It's not out of pretense, but to test each other's composure, endurance, and patience.

If one side lacks composure, they will inevitably reveal a weakness in the contest of willpower. This slight flaw might not seem like a flaw to an ordinary person, but to a master, it's a matter of life and death. The moment either side shows even the slightest weakness, they will face a merciless attack.

Therefore, before actually making a move, they constantly observe each other, competing in aura while using various methods to lure the opponent, deliberately revealing

weaknesses to trick them, seizing the advantage of timing and location to suppress the opponent, or directly testing their composure and mental fortitude. And now, Yang Fan is competing against that unknown being in these very ways. The moment he sensed the opponent's aura, Yang Fan unleashed his own. And as he continued to advance, he continuously increased his aura. During this process, he couldn't afford the slightest negligence.

Although Yang Fan currently seems unconcerned, a closer look reveals that at this moment, his walking rhythm and steps are perfectly synchronized, even the distance of each step is uniform. Moreover, his breathing and walking rhythm form a perfect cycle.

It's fair to say that at this moment, he has absolutely no weaknesses. Even if there were, he has already achieved the best he could possibly do so far. His aura and his overall condition are at their peak.

He has reached his zenith!

Like a peerless divine weapon ready to be unsheathed at any moment, eager to drink the blood of its enemies, Yang Fan was prepared for a decisive battle, waiting to unleash a thunderous strike!

Chapter 619 [Four Unidentified Elements]

Above the Golden Domain, the sky was originally a radiant expanse of gold, filled with the aura of metal. However, now, one half was covered by dark clouds and a fierce wind, while the other half was a crimson expanse, like a hellish realm descending upon the world. The two sides occupied half of the sky and slowly approached, seemingly poised to devour each other.

At this moment, Yang Fan finally saw clearly what the unknown entity was!

A thousand feet away from Yang Fan, on a black mine mountain, stood a gigantic monster. It was entirely white, towering dozens of feet tall. Its snow-white fur stood out starkly against the black mine. A pair of pristine white wings spread out on its back like angel wings, each slight tremor unleashing gusts of wind. At

its tail was an enormous, dragon-like tail, its swinging producing a metallic clanging sound, clearly indicating this creature was formidable. A golden stripe, three horizontal lines and one vertical line, formed the character "王" (king).

"The divine beast White Tiger!"

Upon seeing this monster, Yang Fan suddenly recalled the name.

The White Tiger, resembling a tiger, is associated with the west, belongs to the metal element, and symbolizes war and slaughter.

The tiger, king of beasts, is renowned for its ferocity and legendary ability to subdue demons, making it a yang-type divine beast, often seen alongside dragons. The saying "clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger" originates from this.

The White Tiger is also the god of war and slaughter. It possesses various divine powers, including warding off evil, averting disasters, praying for abundance, punishing evil and promoting good, bringing wealth and prosperity, and facilitating happy marriages. However,

it is also a fierce deity. The *Xieji Bianfang*, Volume 3, quotes the *Renyuan Mishu Jing*

as saying, "The White Tiger is an inauspicious deity of the year, residing in the four cardinal directions after the year. Offending its location will bring mourning and misfortune." This is the origin of the common saying "White Tiger of Mourning" or "White Tiger of Financial Loss." According to the Twelve Major Constellations, "When the White Tiger, the fierce deity, sits in the hall, misfortune will inevitably occur in the coming year; if not internal mourning, external mourning, otherwise bloodshed will be unavoidable."

The White Tiger symbolizes power and the military, so many places named after the White Tiger in ancient times were related to military affairs, such as the White Tiger flags in ancient armies and the White Tiger image on military tallies. The White Tiger generally appears on the tomb doors of Han Dynasty stone-carved tombs, or as separate images of the Azure Dragon carved on either side of the lintel of the tomb chamber, used to ward off evil. The *Fengsu Tongyi* states, "The tiger is a yang creature, the king of beasts, capable of seizing and subduing the fierce, and devouring ghosts and demons. Nowadays, when people encounter misfortune, they burn tiger skin and drink the resulting liquid. Striking its claws can also ward off evil. This is the evidence."

The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—these four divine beasts have always been regarded by the Chinese people as the guardian deities of the East. Yang Fan had always believed that these four divine beasts were fabrications of the ancients, and that such beings could not possibly exist in the world. Although he possessed a blood-red dragon soul, it was not a true dragon, and therefore, Yang Fan had never believed in their existence.

But today, the monster appearing before him looked exactly like the legendary White Tiger. No, it couldn't be said to be exactly the same. Because this White Tiger seemed more like a combination of the four divine beasts.

Its tail looked exactly like a dragon's tail, and its wings, except for being white, were almost identical to those of the Vermilion Bird. The fur on its back, though called fur, looked more like the shell of the Black Tortoise…

"No, this isn't a White Tiger. What tiger has wings? It looks more like the legendary Four-Unlikes—a creature that's neither dragon nor tiger, neither phoenix nor tortoise…"

However, despite these thoughts, Yang Fan dared not underestimate its opponent. Leaving aside its overwhelming aura, its sheer size alone exerted immense pressure on him.

"Damn it, what kind of monster has become a spirit? How can its essence be so powerful? It feels like an unshakeable mountain. Even ten Hong Zhentians combined wouldn't be as strong!"

Faced with such a powerful opponent, Yang Fan couldn't help but tremble. Especially considering its massive size, it was easy to see that its physical strength was absolutely monstrous.

In this situation, Yang Fan's mind wavered slightly, and his steps faltered slightly.

However, in that instant of his faltering, his opponent moved. With a gentle tremor of its massive wings, the enormous figure vanished from its spot, and the next moment, a claw as large as a small mountain descended from the sky, viciously grabbing at Yang Fan.

"Bang!"

Faced with the lightning-fast attack, Yang Fan had no chance to dodge, not even a chance to react, before being firmly grasped by the claw and pressed into the ground.

As the saying goes, a small mistake can lead to a huge disaster. In a battle between experts, any slight error can cause immense damage. Yang Fan's momentary lapse in concentration allowed his opponent to seize him, and he then endured an attack as heavy as Mount Tai crashing down upon him.

The monster seemed quite pleased with its surprise attack. A smug look flashed in its lantern-like eyes. Then, it simultaneously stomped on the spot where it had pinned Yang Fan down, before raising its massive paws to see if the little guy, whom it considered barely a bite, had been crushed into mincemeat.

However, what it saw made its already lantern-sized eyes widen even further, and an expression of disbelief appeared in its jet-black pupils.

It discovered that where there should have been a pool of flesh and blood in the deep pit beneath its feet, there was nothing, not even the slightest trace. In other words, its pounce had completely missed its target.

But what was its speed? It knew it all too well. To say nothing of the sort, it had never seen anything that could surpass its speed. It's important to understand that in terms of speed, it combines the strengths of many, possessing the speed of birds and the agility of beasts. While it may not reach the speed of light, it certainly exceeds the speed of sound, and at full speed, it can even cause time distortion.

However, it was precisely in this very speed, which it prided itself on, that it failed to achieve what it thought was a simple task. This made it wonder if it was just a hallucination. After blinking hard and looking carefully, and realizing that it wasn't a hallucination, a serious look appeared in the monster's eyes for the first time. Clearly, only now was it truly taking its opponent seriously.

"Such speed!"

Just as the monster's claws struck, Yang Fan appeared a hundred feet above it. Although he had narrowly avoided the attack, Yang Fan still felt a lingering sense of fear, as if he had escaped death.

The opponent's speed was completely beyond his comprehension. Had he not recovered in the instant his mind faltered, and had he not mastered the Ghost Shadow Step to perfection, he would have had no chance of dodging the attack.

However, Yang Fan was a seasoned veteran, and the moment he dodged the attack, he made the most correct choice.

Before the Ghost Shadow Step was finished, Yang Fan moved again, appearing above the opponent almost instantly as the opponent looked down at the pit. At the same time, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique was unleashed at full power, and bolts of lightning the size of buckets poured down from the sky like a storm, striking the monster's head.

"Roar!"

The sudden change caused the monster to scream in alarm. The power of lightning was inherent in the righteous energy of heaven and earth, and all living beings had an innate fear of it, including this creature. At this moment, it had no time to think about how the weak creature in front of it had escaped from its grasp and how it had come to its top. Its only thought now was to avoid the vast and boundless divine lightning that filled the sky.

Just as the lightning was about to strike its body, an ancient light burst forth from within the monster. This light instantly magnified, transforming into a gigantic shield. The shield was covered in densely packed patterns, which, upon closer inspection, bore a striking resemblance to a tortoise shell.

As the shield enlarged and completely shielded the monster, a deluge of lightning descended from the heavens. The rolling divine thunder, like celestial warriors descending upon the world, carried immense divine might, crashing down and striking the shield, causing it to tremble incessantly.

However, despite the shield's constant trembling, with each strike of lightning, a primordial Bagua diagram appeared on its surface. The diagram, in its operation, miraculously neutralized each lightning attack.

Simultaneously, the monster seemed enraged by Yang Fan. With a flick of its tail, though its body remained still, the enlarged tail, resembling a long whip, swept towards Yang Fan from behind.

Before the whip even arrived, powerful gusts of energy rushed towards him. Around the dragon's tail, due to its rapid rotation, clearly visible spatial rifts appeared, spreading out to form a black vacuum zone!

"What's that shield made of? Such strong defense, and it doesn't seem to be fully activated yet?"

In his haste, Yang Fan didn't have time to examine the shield's material. Facing the opponent's furious attack, he dared not take it head-on. Just as the dragon

's tail was about to strike his body, he quickly moved away from his original spot, instantly appearing a hundred miles away. Just as he regained his footing, the dragon's tail struck the spot where he had been standing. With each swing of the tail, countless afterimages created by his rapid movement were struck and shattered.

However, before Yang Fan could even stand still, he felt a gust of wind rush towards him, accompanied by a chilling sense of danger striking his chest. The instant he sensed that danger, Yang Fan almost instinctively teleported again, appearing a thousand feet away.

However, this time, the crisis didn't disappear; instead, the feeling that made his scalp tingle was even stronger. But in this moment, Yang Fan finally saw where the crisis came from.

The monster was like a shadow, clinging to Yang Fan tightly. Its wings had twisted into long, sharp spikes, and those spikes were aimed directly at Yang Fan's chest, causing him a strange sense of unease.

The tips of the spikes emitted a chilling light, clearly the kind of weapon capable of severing hair with a single blow. Although it was hard to imagine how the monster's wings could form such a spike, Yang Fan dared not touch it with his bare hands. His intuition told him that his physical strength was simply no match for the destructive power of those spikes!

"The Demon Sword!"

In desperation, Yang Fan quickly grabbed the demon sword he had snatched from Yagyu Saburo. Although Yang Fan rarely used this demon sword, its sharpness was the greatest among all his weapons. Moreover, the demonic blade possessed an incredibly eerie and malevolent power, inherently carrying a strong corrosive quality. Anything cut by it would never heal, ultimately leading to death from the loss of its last drop of blood.

This was precisely why Yang Fan chose to use this blade against the monster's spikes.

The moment the demonic blade touched his hand, a chilling aura surged into Yang Fan's body, carrying within it an energy that could drive one into a frenzy. However, as soon as this energy seeped into Yang Fan's consciousness, the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique activated automatically, instantly suppressing this eerie energy.

Therefore, Yang Fan was not controlled by the demonic blade; on the contrary, stimulated by the chilling sensation, he entered a state of absolute calm. Even the intense sense of crisis he had felt earlier vanished!

"Slash!"

With the demonic blade in hand, Yang Fan stopped, watching the spikes advancing at the speed of light, relentlessly approaching his heart. Yang Fan remained unfazed, as if the spikes weren't aimed at him at all. When the spike was only two zhang away from him, the demonic blade in his hand suddenly moved!

He gripped the blade with both hands, raised it high above his head, and with a shout, unleashed a powerful slash!

This strike lacked any fancy techniques, dazzling flourishes, or explosive displays of true energy. Everything was perfectly ordinary, like an old man chopping wood with a cleaver. Facing the opponent's deadly attack, Yang Fan actually countered with a simple attack!

The monster's attack was explosive and powerful, ferocious and deadly—a full-force strike combining essence, energy, and spirit, reminiscent of the legendary unity of man and sword.

In contrast, Yang Fan's move was unremarkable, simple, and slow. Comparing the two, it seemed their fate was already sealed…

“Clang!”

In a flash, the blade and the spike collided in mid-air. The expected scene of blade shattering and death didn't occur, nor did the shockwave from the clash of true energy. Apart from a crisp metallic clang, no grand spectacle unfolded; everything was eerily quiet.

However, this quiet didn't last long, before being replaced by an extremely bizarre scene…

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