113: Chapter 113 Union, Ice Soul Mystic Body

As the Medicinal Pill entered her stomach, the wounds on the young girl's body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her breathing stabilized somewhat.

However, the medicinal power was still taking effect; her body remained burning hot, and her eyes stayed blurred.

Ye Yun no longer hesitated. Holding her, his figure flickered and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest.

A moment later, Ye Yun found a naturally formed cave on a hidden cliff wall.

The entrance was concealed by vines, and the interior was dry and spacious, enough to accommodate two people.

He stepped into the cave holding the girl and gently placed her on the hay spread across the ground.

The moment he set her down, the girl wrapped herself around him like an octopus, her hands tightly circling his neck.

Her burning lips kissed his chin and Adam's apple haphazardly, broken murmurs spilling from her mouth.

“So hot, help me... please...”

Ye Yun looked down at her.

The girl's clothes had long been torn to pieces by her own hands, and now she was pressed tightly against him.

The softness of her chest pressed against him without reservation.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were hazy.

Tears still hung on her long eyelashes, making her look both pitiful and enchantingly seductive.

He hadn't noticed it when she was covered in blood before.

Now that the wounds had healed and the bloodstains were diluted by sweat,

the girl's exquisite face and graceful figure were fully revealed before Ye Yun's eyes.

Her skin was whiter than snow, and her features were as beautiful as a painting.

Her figure was slender yet curvaceous, with a waist that could be held in one hand.

Her legs were long and straight, every inch radiating a breathtaking beauty.

Ye Yun's breathing also became heavy.

He raised his hand and gently brushed the girl's burning cheek; she trembled as if struck by an electric shock.

An even more seductive and soft groan escaped her mouth.

She actively pressed her face against his palm, rubbing it gently.

[Ice Soul Mysterious Body... it can nourish the Divine Soul...]

A flicker of dark desire flashed in the depths of Ye Yun's eyes, and he no longer suppressed himself.

He leaned down, gently pinning the girl to the ground, and lowered his head to kiss her burning lips.

The girl let out a satisfied whimper, her hands tightly circling his neck, responding passionately.

Clothes flew and scattered across the floor.

The light inside the cave was dim, but it could not hide the girl's skin, which was as white as jade.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the vines, casting a hazy glow over the scene.

The girl lay on the hay, her black hair scattered.

Her whole body was flushed with an alluring heat, and her graceful curves rose and fell.

Every inch was as perfect as the most meticulous carving of heaven.

Ye Yun looked at her, burning emotions surging in his eyes.

He leaned down, gently kissing away the tear stains at the corners of her eyes, his voice deep and gentle.

“Don't be afraid.”

The girl gripped his arms tightly, her nails digging into his skin, leaving behind red marks.

She bit her lip, and tears fell again, but not out of fear.

Rather, it was because of the uncontrollable pain and the strange sensation that followed.

“It hurts... ”

The girl murmured, her voice carrying a hint of a sob.

Ye Yun slowed his movements, gently kissing her lips to comfort her.

“Don't be afraid. The difficulty and pain are temporary; just endure it for a bit. It will be different very soon.”

An inexplicable pleasure swept over them like a tide, drowning them both.

The girl's consciousness was completely lost in that strange sensation.

Her hands circled Ye Yun's neck, and intermittent groans spilled from her mouth.

Her body trembled slightly.

Moonlight fell quietly, and the cave was filled with the atmosphere of spring.

The Tai Xuan Hehuan Scripture automatically circulated within their bodies; their Mystic Power merged, and Yin and Yang complemented each other.

Ye Yun could clearly feel it.

A cool Qi surged from the girl's body into his Sea of Consciousness, nourishing his Divine Soul.

It caused his Divine Sense to strengthen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He didn't know how long had passed—perhaps two hours, perhaps three.

Eventually, everything returned to peace.

The girl lay limp on the hay, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, the flush on her cheeks not yet faded, and her breathing still somewhat rapid.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly; it was unclear whether she was asleep or unconscious.

Ye Yun lay beside the girl, gently pulling her into his arms, his chin resting against the top of her head.

He closed his eyes, feeling the Divine Soul that had grown significantly in his Sea of Consciousness.

A satisfied smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

[Ice Soul Mysterious Body, it truly lives up to its reputation.]

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the vines, laying a layer of silver-white soft light over the cave.

The two slept in each other's arms, their breathing gradually stabilizing, immersed in this brief moment of tranquility.

Meanwhile, deep in the distant mountains, three figures were following the trail, rapidly approaching.

...

An unknown amount of time passed, and the sky outside the cave gradually brightened.

Morning light filtered through the gaps in the vines, spreading a soft halo across the ground.

Ye Yun's eyelashes trembled a few times, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What met his eyes were the mottled rock walls, his nose filled with a faint fragrance and the residual scent of the intimacy.

He looked down and saw the girl curled up in his arms.

Murong Qingyue was still sound asleep, her black hair scattered.

A lingering flush remained on her cheeks, and her long eyelashes cast shallow shadows under her eyelids.

Her hand rested lightly on his chest, her entire body curled in his arms, warm and peaceful.

Ye Yun's gaze fell upon her, a complex tenderness rising in his eyes.

The girl's body was covered in marks of varying depths.

From her neck to her shoulders, from her collarbone to her waist, they were dense and startling.

Those were left from last night; under the drive of the medicinal power and the dominance of instinct, he had ultimately failed to restrain himself.

Without clothes, her spring radiance was fully exposed—that body as white as jade under the moonlight.

Now she curled quietly in his arms, like an exquisite porcelain doll.

Ye Yun raised his hand and gently brushed her scattered hair, his movements extremely light, for fear of waking her.

[No matter what, regarding last night's events, I was the one who took the initiative. She was drugged and couldn't help herself, but I...]

A trace of guilt welled up in Ye Yun's heart, but it was immediately suppressed by another emotion.

[But she has the Ice Soul Mysterious Body; the System's prompt couldn't be wrong. If not for this encounter, I wouldn't have known that such a top-tier Cultivation Physique existed in the world.]

He just watched her quietly, his gaze lingering on her face.

When asleep, she shed all her terror and seductiveness.

Only the unique tranquility and softness of a young girl remained.

Her features were like a painting, her skin like snow, beautiful enough to make one's heart tremble.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Qingyue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The moment her consciousness returned, the abnormalities of her body were the first to register.

Her whole body felt as if it had fallen apart, sore and powerless.

Especially in a certain unspeakable place, there was a pain that was difficult for an ordinary person to endure.

She frowned and instinctively moved her body, then froze.

She felt a warm chest and a powerful arm circling her waist.

She snapped her head up and met a pair of deep eyes.

Ye Yun was looking at her.

The moment their eyes met, Murong Qingyue's mind went blank.

Then, the memories of last night flooded back like a tide.

The pursuit, the foul language, that strange powder, that unbearable heat.

And the warmth of this youth before her when he picked her up.