15: The majestic and aloof Holy Lord, and the alluring and charming Cold Sister!

At this moment, Leng Qingshuang's cold temperament was gone. A flush of shyness and a blush appeared on her majestic and icy cheeks, and her flawless body was revealed before Lu Yu's eyes.

Her waist was slender enough to be held in one hand, the assets before her chest were as heavy as the stars in the sky, making one want to weigh their heft, and those long, snowy white legs were even more irresistible!

"Hiss—!!"

This person could actually trigger such a strong reaction from the Supreme Bone within him; she was definitely a massive Opportunity for him!

He then bent down, gathered the flawless white body into his arms, and carried her in a princess carry to the bed behind the silver curtain.

Lu Yu leaned over, his arms supporting him in a plank position on either side of Leng Qingshuang's ashamed face, looking down at her peerlessly beautiful features at close range.

Leng Qingshuang lay on the soft bed, looking up at the handsome face inches away. Her breathing gradually became rapid, and deep in her heart, there was a sense of nervousness as her fists clenched slightly.

Looking at the icy Holy Lord, who now appeared to be a blend of maturity, charm, seductiveness, shyness, and purity.

The Supreme Bone inside him immediately radiated Supreme power!

It was determined to eradicate all the sinister and evil aura within Leng Qingshuang's body!

Outside Tingtao Pavilion, the clouds continued to roll and surge, and the night wind swept through the forest, making a wailing sound that masked all the subtle movements about to occur within the pavilion.

The air inside the pavilion seemed to stagnate, leaving only the cold glow of the Night-Luminescent Pearls and the subtle, almost suffocating distance between the two.

Lu Yu gripped Leng Qingshuang's wrist, their fingers interlocking. He could clearly feel the faint pulse of the Bloodline beneath her skin, as well as the turbulent aura of interwoven icy cold and burning heat that she was trying her best to suppress, yet still transmitted through their contact.

Her fingers were frighteningly cold, and her fingertips were even trembling slightly.

Leng Qingshuang kept her face turned to the side, her eyes tightly shut. Her long eyelashes fluttered incessantly like the wings of a startled butterfly, and the abnormal flush on her pale cheeks spread all the way to her ears and even her neck.

Her whole body was tense, and her moon-white palace dress rose and fell slightly with her rapid breathing.

In thousands of years, she had never been so disheveled and... at a loss.

The last time was a frenzied impulse, a helpless act after her mind was clouded by the poison in her body; the process was wild and without memory, driven only by primal instinct. This time, the sensations were so clear.

Lu Yu composed himself, knowing that any extra words or hesitation at this moment would be a torment to her.

He cleared all distracting thoughts, and with a slight movement of his mind, the Golden Core in his Dantian, which resembled a small sun, began to rotate slowly.

A wisp of pure and gentle Blazing Sun Spiritual Power, yet containing vast vitality, slowly gathered from his Dantian and then quietly flowed into Leng Qingshuang's body through where their skin met.

"Mmh..."

Leng Qingshuang's body jolted violently, and a heavily suppressed groan escaped her throat.

As soon as that extremely Yang and masculine spiritual power entered her Meridians, which were filled with icy cold demonic balefulness, it was like scalding lava flowing into an ice river, instantly triggering a violent reaction!

The nine nether profound dark balefulness entrenched in her Meridians seemed to have received a fatal provocation, frantically counterattacking and entangling!

Intense pain!

It was a sharp pain more violent than any previous flare-up of the poison!

It was as if countless ice spikes and fire needles were simultaneously piercing and strangling within her Meridians!

Cold sweat poured down Leng Qingshuang's forehead, and her body shook uncontrollably, making her almost unable to remain steady.

"Holy Lord, guide it! Follow my spiritual power and force them toward..."

Lu Yu's voice rang out just in time, steady and powerful, carrying a tone of guidance that brooked no doubt.

He slightly increased the pressure on her wrist, and more gentle yet firm Blazing Sun Spiritual Power surged in. Like the most solid dam and the hottest flame, it protected her heart Meridians and major Meridians while forcibly driving and refining the rampaging icy cold demonic balefulness.

Leng Qingshuang gritted her teeth. Relying on the amazing will she had tempered through years of bitter cultivation, she forced herself to steady her mind. Following Lu Yu's guidance, she mobilized the remaining pure Mystic Yin Spiritual Power within her.

Instead of resisting, she acted like one guiding a flood, cooperating with the Haoyang power Lu Yu provided to push the rampaging nine nether profound dark balefulness bit by bit toward several specific, relatively less vital acupoints.

This process was one where pain and pleasure coexisted, and it was also extremely taxing on the mind.

She could feel two forces of completely opposite natures, yet equally powerful, clashing, entangling, and refining each other within her body.

Lu Yu's spiritual power was extremely Yang and masculine, overbearing yet possessing a strange, gentle inclusiveness. It carefully avoided her fragile Meridians, targeting only the sinister Evil Qi.

The moment that sinister Evil Qi came into contact with the Blazing Sun Spiritual Power, it was like a zombie meeting sunlight; it was utterly defeated, and a vast amount of the sinister Evil Qi was instantly purified and evaporated by the extremely Yang Blazing Sun Spiritual Power!

And her Mystic Yin Spiritual Power, under the other's guidance and protection, gradually shifted from initial rejection to an... indescribable cooperation.

Ice and fire, Yin and Yang.

Two extreme powers, through this most intimate contact and guidance, actually produced a mysterious balance and resonance.

The pain remained, but a sense of unprecedented comfort—as if a riverbed blocked for years had been forcibly cleared—began to faintly emanate from the refined areas.

Her breathing gradually became less rapid, and her tense body relaxed slightly.

However, the flush on her face deepened because as the fusion of spiritual power went further, a strange reaction rooted in life instinct, transcending simple healing, began to spread between the two.

Sweat also appeared on Lu Yu's forehead.

Guiding and refining a long-standing peculiar poison within a Mahayana Stage Cultivator, even with the other's full cooperation, was a massive burden for a Cultivator at Golden Core Perfection.

He had to concentrate fully, precisely controlling the flow and strength of every wisp of spiritual power. Even a slight mistake would not only waste all previous efforts but could also harm Leng Qingshuang's Origin.

His gaze involuntarily fell upon the face inches away.

At this moment, having shed the majesty and coldness of the Holy Lord, that face was breathtakingly beautiful yet so fragile it evoked pity. Her originally cold and shy eyes were now gradually becoming hazy and blurred.

A few strands of sweat-soaked black hair clung to her smooth forehead and cheeks, and her tightly closed eyelashes were damp with tiny droplets, whether of sweat or something else.

Her pale lips were bitten by her own teeth until they had almost lost all color.

That expression was heartbreaking to behold, making one want to pull her into one's arms and cherish her.

As if sensing his gaze, Leng Qingshuang's eyelashes fluttered. She closed her eyes even tighter, and the shyness on her turned face seemed almost ready to overflow.

She instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but it was held tightly by Lu Yu.

"Don't be distracted."

Lu Yu reminded her in a low voice, which sounded somewhat hoarse due to his concentration and exertion.

"It's the most critical moment now."

He could feel that most of the scattered Evil Qi had been forced into several secondary acupoints, but the deepest poison root, which was almost entangled with part of Leng Qingshuang's Origin, still remained entrenched near her Dantian and heart Meridians, exceptionally stubborn.

Relying solely on external spiritual power for guidance and refining was already difficult to shake.

It required... a deeper fusion.