Now, It's My Turn

Under the stimulation of this berserk pure Yang energy, the "Five Senses Resonance" of the Concentric Gu was instantly amplified to the extreme!

In this near-zero-distance contact, catalyzed by the violent Yang energy.

Every trace of sensation.

Was transmitted through the Concentric Gu, multiplied a thousandfold!

It was too stimulating!

It was too crazy!

This was not simply watching from the sidelines.

This was a death by a thousand cuts!

Her usually lofty and icy eyes were now completely unfocused.

Her rationality was utterly destroyed.

On the surface of the water.

Su Wanyin's eyes were blurred with tears as she tightly hugged Gu Yang's broad shoulders, unreservedly sacrificing all her vitality and cultivation to the man before her.

"Young Master... give all the backlash... to me..."

Su Wanyin pressed her cheek against Gu Yang's chest, feeling his drum-like heartbeat as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes again.

"Wanyin is not afraid of pain... If you are uncomfortable, then tear me to pieces..."

On the deep blue surface of the cold pool, the water surged and rippled violently.

Gu Yang took a deep breath.

A touch of golden flame, enough to incinerate the heavens and destroy the earth, flashed deep within his black eyes.

Since the Destiny Points hadn't arrived yet.

Since he couldn't leave yet.

They were all outdoing each other with their wild imaginations, huh.

Then...

End this quickly!

...

The water instantly exploded.

...

The extreme of ice and fire.

The Extreme Yang Charm Body completed a deep baptism.

A high-pitched, fragmented cry echoed in the cold pool.

And at that exact same moment.

The deep blue pool water instantly erupted with a fierce ring of ripples.

Zhao Yuelian's invisibility spell was forcibly broken.

The white mist over the water was violently torn apart by the surging spiritual power.

Su Wanyin, with tears hanging on her long eyelashes, lowered her head in confusion.

Her gaze pierced past Gu Yang's shoulder.

She saw Zhao Yuelian.

Silence.

With a boom in her mind, all of Su Wanyin's thoughts completely ground to a halt at this moment.

Before she had time to think further.

A gentle yet absolutely irresistible wave of Core Formation stage spiritual power precisely struck the fair back of Su Wanyin's neck.

"Ying..."

Before she could even fully utter a single syllable, Su Wanyin's eyes rolled back, and she collapsed limply.

Zhao Yuelian hurriedly supported Su Wanyin in a flurry of panic.

Blushing and feeling extremely guilty, she gently pushed Su Wanyin toward the shallow edge of the cold pool, ensuring she wouldn't choke on the freezing water.

After doing all this, it felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body.

In Gu Yang's deep black eyes, the golden flames had gradually subsided.

The rampant Fortune Power in his body, after this extremely bizarre dual harmonization, finally settled completely into the fifth layer of his Dao Foundation.

However, his attention right now was not at all on the Core Formation female cultivator whose spring scenery was exposed before him.

He was staring coldly at the light blue screen on his retina.

[Current Destiny Points: 500.]

Still no reaction.

Gu Yang frowned imperceptibly.

Dog system.

The Gu worm was planted, the baleful aura was extracted.

Did this broken system's interception judgment still refuse to acknowledge it?

Did he absolutely have to fulfill the hidden condition of forming Dao Companions before it would spit out those one hundred Destiny Points?

Just as he was calculating inwardly.

A breeze carrying a strange sweet fragrance blew past.

The water rippled.

Zhao Yuelian's wet, plump, and delicate body slowly climbed up and clung to him.

She did not go to put on the snow-white fox fur coat on the shore.

That transparent plain undergarment had long been shattered into powder during the earlier surge of spiritual power.

Her hands, pale and smooth as fat, trembled as they cupped Gu Yang's distinct and cold face.

In her bright, autumn-water eyes, all aloofness and majesty had vanished.

All that remained was a sense of reckless abandonment and submission after being completely driven mad.

She slightly raised her chin and brought her red lips, which looked as if they were coated in honey, to Gu Yang's ear.

Her warm breath, mixed with a hint of sweet, sobbing sounds, gently brushed against Gu Yang's ear.

"Benefactor..."

She lowered her voice, her tone revealing a madness that completely severed all avenues of retreat.

"Wanyin is tired."

She straightened up slightly, her breathtaking curves gleaming with a stunning luster under the cold moonlight.

Then, she slowly lowered her head.

"Now... it's my turn."

...

Early morning. Snowfall Pavilion, back mountain of the Joyous Union Sect.

The surroundings were still filled with the perennial cold mist. The spiritual spring water on the small red clay stove was boiling, making soft gurgling sounds.

Three people sat around the stone table inside the pavilion.

No one spoke immediately, but the air was stretched with an extremely bizarre and utterly tense atmosphere.

Unprecedentedly, Su Wanyin had changed into a somewhat elegant light red dress. She leaned forward slightly, her fair hands holding the pot to pour tea for the other two.

The originally aloof and fierce Holy Maiden of the Demonic Sect now had the corners of her brows and eyes looking as if they had been thoroughly drenched by a continuous spring rain.

Her cool, fair skin revealed a stunning, unmelting moisture.

Her movements while pouring tea were brisk and natural, and her moist peach blossom eyes kept glancing intentionally or unintentionally at Gu Yang.

As her gaze flowed, the lingering charm could not be hidden at all. It was the kind of shyness and secret pride that only appeared when one completely regarded oneself as belonging to this man.

Before she collapsed from exhaustion in the cold pool last night, she had vaguely glimpsed a flushed face that looked extremely similar to her master's.

But how could that be possible?

It must have been a romantic hallucination born from her soul being agitated by the impact of the Great Sun True Fire.

As for Zhao Yuelian sitting opposite her.

Her entire person was like an active volcano that had been forcibly frozen.

This Fairy Lingshuang, who had already recovered her cultivation at the grand completion of the late Core Formation stage, was currently wrapped tightly in that heavy and oversized snow-white fox fur coat, refusing to reveal even the slightest gap.

She sat exceptionally straight, her back as stiff as a wooden board, completely afraid to lean against the stone chair covered with a soft cushion.

Because if the fabric rubbed even slightly, the terrifying memories of last night, both above and below the water, would travel along the bond of the Concentric Gu and turn into fine electrical currents shooting straight up to the crown of her head.

Her bright, autumn-water eyes, which were usually always lofty, were now staring fixedly at the rising tea mist in front of her.

Her gaze never wandered.

Deep in her snow-white neck, however, there was a sickly flush that she could not suppress no matter how hard she tried.

Gu Yang sat in the main seat.

A gray coarse cloth robe was draped casually over his body, its edges scorched from last night still carrying the faint smell of ash.

He leaned against the cold stone pillar, his posture extremely relaxed.

His deep black eyes looked into the void without focus, turning a blind eye to Su Wanyin's overflowing affection and showing no concern for Zhao Yuelian's extreme unease.

Because he was tallying the system prompts that had just refreshed on his retina.

[Ding! Successfully intercepted golden fortuitous encounter—Ancient Concentric Gu.]

[Reward: 100 Destiny Points.]

[Current Destiny Points: 600 points (System upgrade available).]

The corners of Gu Yang's mouth curled up into an imperceptible cold arc.

For these last hundred points, last night's transaction was not a loss at all.

"Master."

Su Wanyin's gentle voice broke the dead silence.

She pushed a steaming cup of spiritual tea in front of Zhao Yuelian, her tone full of concern.

"Master, your aura is now as vast as the abyss and ocean. I presume that during your solitary seclusion in the cold pool last night, you have completely forced out the toxins that have accumulated in your body for ten years?"