119: Remember this feeling

Ye Lian bit her lip gently, hesitated for a moment, and still walked toward the soft couch.

Before she could stand steady, Di Yan had already reached out and pulled her.

She gave a soft cry, and her entire body fell into his firm and warm embrace.

"Your... Your Majesty!"

Ye Lian struggled for a moment, but found his arms were impossible to budge.

At such close proximity, she could feel his domineering and fiery aura even more, making her heart race and her breathing uneven.

In her panic, her gaze inadvertently swept over the Jade Slip he held in his other hand.

Catching a glimpse of just the first few words, her entire face flushed deep red, and even the tips of her ears felt like they were burning.

This His Majesty Emperor Yan was actually contemplating such an embarrassing Cultivation Technique!

"Since you've stayed, you are my woman from now on." Di Yan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing past her ear. "The power, status, and future you desire, I will give them all to you."

"But first, you must learn to obey, and learn how to please me."

Ye Lian's body trembled slightly. Her reason told her she should resist, but her mind couldn't help but recall Di Yunshu's words, Ling Long's expectations, and that tempting Ninth-Grade Immortal Scripture.

As well as the deep-seated desire for a Breakthrough and the longing for greater power within her heart.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly.

Finally, her stiff body slowly relaxed, silently consenting to Di Yan's actions.

Di Yan chuckled softly and said no more. He lowered his head to kiss her cool lips, while his large hand began to skillfully untie her moon-white sash.

Ye Lian responded clumsily, her cold countenance gradually staining with crimson, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, possessing a unique and moving charm.

Once things got on track.

Di Yan's eyes narrowed slightly as he silently recited a mantra.

The "Emperor's Supreme Method of Yin and Yang Governance" quietly began to operate. A mysterious warm current emerged from within his body and, as their skin touched, slowly flowed into Ye Lian's Meridians.

Ye Lian's body jolted violently.

A pure energy she had never experienced before was surging into her limbs and bones in this most intimate manner.

That energy was gentle yet vast. Wherever it passed, her sluggish Meridians instantly widened, and her dormant Immortal Essence leaped and boiled with it.

"Calm your mind and guide it."

Di Yan's deep voice rang in her ear, carrying a convincing magic.

Ye Lian instinctively followed suit, focusing her mind and attempting to guide that external force into her Dantian.

It was a bit clumsy at first, but under the rhythm and the guidance of the technique led by Di Yan, it soon got on track.

A wondrous feeling welled up in her heart.

It was not simple desire, but a deeper level of fusion and resonance.

Her Initial Stage Celestial Immortal Bottleneck slowly began to loosen in this intersection of Yin and Yang!

Di Yan also gained significantly.

As a Heavenly Immortal, Ye Lian's Primal Yin was pure and profound. Now, under the operation of the Cultivation Technique, it transformed into the most primal essence and fed back to him.

His Mid-stage Profound Immortal cultivation received this pure boost, and the Immortal Essence in his body suddenly surged, launching an assault against that solid barrier.

Inside Chenhua Palace, the red curtains swayed gently.

The two auras intertwined and circulated repeatedly, gradually forming a harmonious rhythm.

What filled the air was not just ambiguity, but also a faint, misty spiritual light.

After an unknown amount of time, a slight crisp sound suddenly came from within Ye Lian's body.

The vast Immortal Essence, like water breaking through a dam, rushed toward wider Meridians.

Her aura rose steadily, quickly stabilizing at a brand-new height.

Middle Stage Heavenly Immortal!

Almost at the same moment, the aura around Di Yan also suddenly withdrew, then erupted with a bang before quickly returning to a deep calm.

A fluctuation far more vast and majestic than before flashed and vanished.

Peak Profound Immortal!

Within the red curtains, the clouds and rain gradually subsided.

Ye Lian lay on Di Yan's chest, her delicate body trembling slightly and drenched in sweat. Her cold face was unusually flushed, and her eyes were brighter than ever before.

She could clearly feel the growth of her power; it was a Breakthrough that could not be easily achieved even after years of bitter cultivation.

Di Yan held her, his fingertips carelessly brushing across her smooth back. Feeling the surging power within him, a satisfied curve hooked at the corner of his mouth.

"How do you feel?"

He asked in a low voice, his tone carrying the laziness of the aftermath.

Ye Lian buried her burning cheeks deeper, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum, yet unable to hide that trace of excitement and complexity: "Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty. Your Subject has benefited greatly."

"Mhm," Di Yan responded indifferently. "Remember this feeling. Serve me diligently in the future, and you will have your own fortune."

Although this Cultivation Technique was not as supreme or mysterious as his Myriad Evolution Emperor Scripture...

It was still a rare, top-tier secret transmission in the universe.

From now on, the roles of offense and defense had shifted.

"Rest for a bit." He patted her fragrant shoulder, his tone flat. "Later, I will take you to meet the other sisters."

"Yes, Your Majesty," Ye Lian replied in a low voice, a hint of anticipation rising in her heart.

From now on, she was no longer the cold Fairy of the Burial Sword Sect, but a member of Di Yan's Harem... Qingfeng Town.

In a valley a hundred miles away, jagged boulders lay scattered.

Chen Chen and Xiao Qing poked their heads out from behind a giant rock, both their faces carrying the relief of having escaped with their lives.

In the distance, the figures of the last few Chen Family members finally disappeared among the mountains.

"Phew."

Xiao Qing's whole body went limp. She slid down against the cold rock and sat on the ground, her chest heaving violently. "Young Master, they've finally left."

Chen Chen also sat down against the rock, the corner of his mouth twitching into a cold smile that revealed a bloodstain. "Chen Xiao, Second Uncle, and the entire Chen Family—I, Chen Chen, will remember the debt of today's pursuit."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word was laced with chill.

That plan from a month ago was their only way out in a desperate situation.

Now, the two of them were in tatters, their bodies covered in wounds left during their flight.

There were bloody scratches from branches and bruises from falls while evading pursuit; they looked truly miserable.

The valley fell silent. The two of them just sat there, gasping for breath. It took a full fifteen minutes for their strength to slightly recover.

Xiao Qing wiped the dust from her face and looked at Chen Chen. "Young Master, where do we go next?"

Chen Chen's gaze turned toward the east, where mountains rose in layers and a sea of clouds churned.

"Taiyan Immortal City."

"Taiyan Immortal City?" Xiao Qing was taken aback. "But that's beyond the Eighteen Realms!"

"I've heard that each realm is separated by hundreds of millions of miles."

"With our current cultivation, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to walk out of a single realm in a lifetime."

She paused, her voice dropping. "And even if we really get there, experts are as common as clouds. With our meager cultivation, I'm afraid..."

She didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

She in the Heavenly Pole Realm and Chen Chen in the Earthly Pole Realm would likely find it hard even to protect themselves in such a place.

Chen Chen turned his head and looked at her with burning eyes. "Have you forgotten that Cultivation Technique I passed to you? Plus the baptism of the heavenly fortune sweet dew from before. Your Foundation already surpasses ninety percent of the people in this world."

Speaking of the heavenly fortune sweet dew, a flash of resentment crossed Chen Chen's eyes.

Everyone had benefited from that gift of heaven and earth that swept through the entire Five Evolutions True Realm, yet he alone had received nothing.

Xiao Qing already knew the story of Chen Chen and the Yao Beast that had to be told.

On the surface, she pretended not to know, only silently suppressing that feeling of disdain deep in her heart.

If it weren't for the gratitude of being taken in and raised, she might have already left.

"And then?" Xiao Qing asked softly, still maintaining a submissive posture.

Hope ignited in Chen Chen's eyes. "We don't have to travel step by step."

"On this journey, the primary task is to raise your cultivation while earning as many Spirit Crystals as possible."

"As long as we have enough Spirit Crystals, we can take the teleportation arrays of each realm and jump from one to the next."

He reached out and pressed Xiao Qing's shoulder, his tone solemn. "Xiao Qing, whether your Young Master can make a comeback all depends on you."

He remembered many Immortal Scriptures in his mind; taking out any Incomplete Manual for auction would be enough to exchange for a huge amount of Spirit Crystals.

But wealth invites trouble; without strength to back it up, riches would only bring death.

Xiao Qing nodded. "Don't worry, Young Master. I will take you to Taiyan Immortal City."

Chen Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

If Xiao Qing didn't help him, he would have to find other ways.

Fortunately, he had raised Xiao Qing since she was a child, and she was not an ungrateful person.

"Let's go."

Chen Chen stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, and stepped toward the east. "When we reach Taiyan Immortal City, I'll have a great expert take you as a disciple. By then, your future will be limitless."

Xiao Qing stood up after him, looking at Chen Chen's slightly thin back in the morning light, and gave a soft "Mhm."

She gazed at the endless mountain range to the east, a trace of unnoticed confusion hidden deep in her eyes.

Eighteen Realms, each at least hundreds of millions of miles.

Can this road really be walked to the end?

One after the other, they stepped on the wild grass still wet with morning dew and gradually disappeared into the depths of the lush green valley.

In the distance, the first ray of the morning sun pierced through the clouds, dyeing the mountains gold...