928: Chapter 929 Cicada, do you miss your husband?

He turned his head, his hot breath spraying on her sensitive earlobe and the skin of her neck, his low, magnetic voice carrying a hint of a smile as he spoke slowly:

“Chaner, did you miss your husband?”

Bai Lengchan's heart raced at this sudden intimacy, and she subconsciously reached out her jade-like arms to wrap around Yao Delong's neck,

as if grasping her only support. Hearing those two words “your husband” filled with thick possessiveness, she only felt a scalding hot current spread from the base of her ears to her entire body,

her fair, almost transparent skin instantly stained with an intoxicating rosy hue, turning red all the way to her delicate collarbone.

She buried her burning cheeks against his solid chest and gave a muffled, infinitely shy response: “...Yes.”

Her voice was soft and light, like a feather scratching at the tip of his heart.

“Hehe,”

Yao Delong smiled triumphantly, holding the warm, soft, and fragrant body in his arms, his arms intentionally tightening a bit,

letting her press closer to him, allowing those soft curves to lightly press against his chest. As their breaths met, the temperature quietly rose.

“How did you miss me? Just saying it won't do. Let your husband personally check and see how much my Chaner's cultivation has improved these days.”

He spoke the word “check” with lingering affection, his palms warm as they lightly brushed over her waist through her clothes, playing happily amidst the undulations.

Wherever his fingertips passed, ripples seemed to spread, causing her skin to tremble slightly.

“Delong... no... not here...”

Bai Lengchan's voice was so soft it was about to melt, her earlobes completely red, and even her breathing broke into small gasps.

She lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, but her curves became even fuller due to tension, like jade peaks hiding the moonlight, enticing one to pluck them.

“We... let's go back to Yunling Hall...”

Although this Forbidden Ground had layers of Restrictions, it was outdoors after all. She was afraid that a fellow Disciple or an Elder's Divine Thought might unintentionally sweep past and see this shameful scene.

“Alright, I'll listen to Chaner.” Seeing her unbearable shyness, Yao Delong felt even more fired up. He gave a loud laugh and tapped his foot!

Boom!

A streak of condensed black light erupted from beneath his feet. Holding the beauty in his arms, as if tearing through space,

he ignored the many Restrictions of Spirit Plant Peak and instantly shot toward the palace deep within the peak, entwined with countless rare vines and filled with the densest Spiritual Qi—Yunling Hall!

Deep within Yunling Hall, warm jade paved the floor, and spiritual mist swirled around.

The doors and windows had long been quietly sealed by invisible Restrictions, leaving only the Star Stones embedded in the ceiling to emit a soft and hazy glow,

plating everything in the hall with an ambiguous silver veil.

Clothes were like falling snow feathers, silently sliding to the ground.

Yao Delong leaned down, looking at the jade body beneath him that was breathtakingly beautiful in the hazy light.

Her skin was whiter than snow, so delicate it shimmered with a warm jade light, and her slender waist seemed as if it could be held in one hand.

She curled her toes, and even her fingertips were tinged with pale pink.

His gaze was burning, scanning her body as if it were a physical substance.

His hand slowly moved down along the side of her waist, pausing slightly at the most prominent curve,

his fingertips lightly circling, the force as gentle as if playing a cheerful melody, yet seemingly unintentionally plucking a deeply hidden string.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling incessantly, and a low moan escaped from her lips.

She wanted to hide, but her body responded honestly, those curves lightly rubbing against his palm, giving rise to an intoxicating warmth.

He gave a low laugh and leaned down to cover her lips.

His other hand climbed to a high point, his palm cupping a bud that was quietly blooming, his finger movements gentle yet persistent, as if awakening the sleeping spring.

“(⊙o⊙)...” She suddenly arched her neck, like a fish lifted by a spring tide, her coldness completely fading, leaving only the charm in the corners of her eyes.

She felt that the wandering hand ignited a fire on every inch of her skin, and a strange, heart-pounding emptiness and longing welled up from deep within her body.

She wanted to dodge, but was firmly seized by that intense sensation, unconsciously twisting her waist slightly,

those rounded curves rubbing against his palm, bringing a deeper throb.

Yao Delong laughed softly, leaning down to cover those enticing red lips while gently dissolving her unconscious defensive struggle.

His other hand climbed onto the peaks that inspired reverie, (omitted)...

“(⊙o⊙)... Ah!” Bai Lengchan suddenly arched her waist, like a fish out of water, letting out a clearer cry.

Her cold aura was completely crushed, leaving only the charm soaked in passion.

Yao Delong's kisses followed her exquisite chin, slid past her swan-like jade neck, all the way down, finally capturing the bud on the other side...

“Chaner... relax...”

His low voice carried a magnetic quality that made one's heart tremble, while at the same time, his fingers...

finally slowly entered that already moist place, feeling the amazing tightness...

“(⊙o⊙)... De...”

Bai Lengchan's breathing was completely chaotic, her slender fingers tightly gripping the warm jade beneath her, involuntarily raising her arms,

wrapping around his sturdy waist, unconsciously pulling him closer.

Feeling her acceptance and desire, Yao Delong no longer restrained himself.

(Omitted...)

“w(ﾟДﾟ)w—!” A cry mixed with satisfaction and extreme pleasure instantly echoed through the warm jade and spiritual mist.

Following that was a storm of intense action, (omitted ten thousand words)...

composing the most primitive and moving movement. Crystal sweat drops slid down from her body, dripping onto the warm jade floor, creating tiny glimmers of light.

The dense vegetation Spiritual Qi and pure Yin and Yang aura circulated, merged, and sublimated between their Origins!

Half a day passed in the low sounds of Cultivation.

When that ultimate Origin enhancement swept through all their senses, pushing them together toward the peak!

Boom!

A dense green light that was almost material and Profound Yang Qi erupted violently from around them, wrapping them like a two-colored cocoon!

Countless fine Vegetation Runes and Yin-Yang Dao Patterns flickered on the surface of the cocoon, emitting the most primal aura of life and creation!

[Ding! Detected that the host and the target 'Bai Lengchan' have completed a deep dao rhyme resonance. Law of Life affinity increased!]

[yin-yang value +140! Current total yin-yang value: 1860 points!]

The System's notification sound rang out in Yao Delong's Soul at the right time, carrying a cold yet pleasant tone.

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

Yao Delong held Bai Lengchan, who was like a thoroughly nourished beautiful flower and had fallen into a deep sleep, lingering for a moment,

before covering her with a cloud blanket and quietly getting up to leave. Due to the Sect's punishment, Bai Lengchan still needed to be confined to the Spirit Plant Peak Forbidden Ground for a few more days.

On Luoxia Peak, in Yao Delong's exclusive courtyard.

As soon as he stepped through the courtyard gate, his footsteps paused.

In the center of the courtyard, under a Thousand-year-old Spiritual Plum Tree, beside a Green Jade Table, a figure as cold as the moon sat quietly.

She wore the same style of black daoist robe as Yao Delong, but the cut was more form-fitting, outlining breathtakingly exquisite curves.

Her wide sleeves hung down, revealing half of her snow-white wrist, as she held a white jade chess piece over the chessboard, her posture elegant and distant.

Her waterfall-like black hair was loosely held up by a simple Black Jade Hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, making her clear, peerless, and untainted face appear even more cold and elegant.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like a cold pond reflecting the moon, her nose bridge straight, and her red lips slightly pursed,

her entire body seemed to be shrouded in an invisible Frost and Snow Concept, making one afraid to look directly at her, yet unable to look away. It was none other than his Revered Master, Leng Yuekui!