Thunder Rolls

The distance rapidly closed.

But just as they were about to touch, Gu Chengyin stopped.

He stopped at an extremely dangerous distance, their lips only half an inch apart.

Of course, Gu Chengyin wasn't actually going to kiss her.

He wasn't crazy.

He just wanted to force out Lin Qingyan's Nine Heavens Lightning Attraction Art.

After all, in this situation, what could sober someone up better than golden lightning?

Gu Chengyin calculated very accurately.

Last time, it was exactly at this distance that Lin Qingyan had blasted him away with lightning.

But this time, the golden lightning did not appear.

Gu Chengyin suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Could the Amplification Breathing Technique have suppressed her other emotions after magnifying this one?

What was the trigger condition for the Nine Heavens Lightning Attraction Art?

It was nervousness.

The physical and mental tension of intimate contact.

But right now, Lin Qingyan was clearly not nervous.

Without nervousness, the lightning wouldn't trigger.

The plan had failed.

Not only did he fail to force out the golden lightning, but his proximity further deepened the magnification of her emotions.

Lin Qingyan's eyes became even more glazed over.

This wouldn't do.

He had to retreat immediately.

Gu Chengyin immediately started to pull back.

However, just as he leaned back, preparing to open up the distance...

A terrifying pressure erupted from Lin Qingyan without any warning.

Gu Chengyin felt the space around him turn into a solid gel, rendering him unable to make a single movement.

This terrifying Golden Core pressure even spread to the entire patrol convoy.

The convoy, which had been traveling at a steady pace, suddenly came to a halt.

Hundreds of people all froze in place.

Even Chen Busha, known as the strongest existence in the Foundation Establishment realm, felt a shudder radiating from his very marrow.

This wasn't killing intent or hostility; it was suppression from a higher dimension.

Like ants facing a mountain, like mayflies facing the ocean, like mortals facing a god.

No one dared to move a muscle.

Terrified gazes uniformly turned toward the largest carriage, which was currently radiating that terrifying pressure.

What was happening inside?

Did Lord Jingzhe notice something wrong?

Was there some powerful enemy lurking nearby?

No one knew.

The air was dead silent.

Even the sound of the wind vanished.

Horses dared not neigh, birds dared not flap their wings, and even the insects in the grass held their breath.

The entire world seemed to have been put on pause.

Chen Busha was the first to react.

Gritting his teeth, he squeezed out a single word from between them:

Alert!

His voice wasn't loud, but in the dead silence, it was as clear as a thunderclap.

With this order, even though everyone's bodies were still trembling under the pressure and their limbs were stiff and disobedient, their well-trained instincts still made them react.

Defensive formation.

To have alarmed even Lord Jingzhe, this must be an extremely terrifying opponent.

Everyone tensed their nerves, preparing for a bloody battle.

But what they didn't know was...

There was actually no terrifying opponent at all.

The reason Lin Qingyan released her pressure wasn't because of an enemy attack or danger, but because...

She wanted to kiss Gu Chengyin.

Seeing Gu Chengyin lean in and then try to retreat...

Lin Qingyan instinctively reacted to keep him there.

What method did she use?

The method that required the least amount of thinking.

And so, the pressure erupted.

It wasn't an attack, nor a warning; it was to immobilize.

Using absolute power to forbid Gu Chengyin from leaving.

Then, Lin Qingyan pressed herself against him.

And Gu Chengyin could only watch helplessly.

Watch as Lin Qingyan's lips gently pressed against his.

The touch was warm and soft.

There was no technique, no lust, no calculation.

Only intimacy.

Countless thoughts crashed wildly in Gu Chengyin's mind.

I'm doomed.

I'm truly doomed this time.

Kissing before had been to weaken the inner demon; there was a legitimate reason.

But now?

There was no inner demon.

There was only Lin Qingyan, her emotions magnified by the breathing technique, stripped of her reason.

What was this?

Taking advantage of someone's precarious state?

Mind control?

What would Lin Qingyan think when she woke up?

Would she think he did it on purpose?

Gu Chengyin didn't dare to think any further.

But as luck would have it, he couldn't move an inch right now.

Firmly pinned in place by the Golden Core pressure, he couldn't even twitch a finger.

He could only watch, feel, and endure it helplessly.

Lin Qingyan's kiss was very light.

But she began to grow dissatisfied with merely pressing their lips together and started to attempt further exploration.

She tried gently sucking.

She tried tentatively touching with the tip of her tongue.

She tried pressing herself even closer to him.

Gu Chengyin closed his eyes, not in enjoyment, but in despair.

A good while passed.

It might have been only ten breaths, it might have been an incense stick's time, or it might have been as long as a lifetime.

Lin Qingyan's movements finally slowed down.

As if she had exhausted all her strength, or as if she had finally satisfied some deep yearning.

Her lips had parted from his, but her face was still very close, their foreheads resting against each other, their breaths intertwining.

Then, Gu Chengyin realized that the pressure confining him was slowly receding.

He could move.

But Gu Chengyin didn't dare to move recklessly.

Instead, carefully and extremely slowly, he began to inch outward.

Trying to open up a safe distance without startling Lin Qingyan.

Just as Gu Chengyin finally managed to pull his entire body away...

Lin Qingyan's eyes regained their clarity.

The haze faded, her unfocused gaze sharpened, and reason reclaimed the high ground.

She blinked.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, as if adapting to her newly clear vision.

Then she saw Gu Chengyin's movements.

Lin Qingyan froze, not understanding what had happened.

Until her memories began to flood back.

The Amplification Breathing Technique... energy transfer... magnified emotions... Gu Chengyin leaning in... the eruption of pressure... the kiss...

Every image was terrifyingly clear.

Every detail was branded into her mind.

Lin Qingyan's face, at a speed visible to the naked eye, rapidly dyed with a bright crimson starting from the roots of her ears.

The blush was like cinnabar dropped into clear water, rapidly spreading to her cheeks, her neck, and all exposed skin.

Her pupils contracted violently.

Her breathing suddenly hitched.

Her body went completely stiff.

Then, her beautiful eyes instantly locked onto Gu Chengyin, who was still inching outward.

Her gaze was ice-cold.

Gu Chengyin!

Calling him by his full name, pausing after each word, she gritted her teeth and said:

Why didn't you say it would magnify emotions before we used it?!

Gu Chengyin trembled all over.

His survival instinct instantly overpowered everything else.

He sprang up from his seat and, while bolting toward the carriage door, spoke at lightning speed:

Auntie, I'll go out and see why the carriage stopped!

Lin Qingyan raised her hand, pointing straight at Gu Chengyin.

On her slender fingertips, golden lightning began to flicker.

Not one streak, not two streaks, but countless streaks, densely packed and weaving into a net.

They danced on her fingertips, ultimately converging into a golden sphere of lightning that grew brighter and brighter.

The lightning sphere wasn't large, only about the size of a walnut.

But the energy contained within it caused the temperature inside the carriage to skyrocket.

Lin Qingyan stared at Gu Chengyin's back, her voice trembling:

Rolling heavenly thunder.

Where do you think you're escaping to?