116: Chapter 116 Is this the Dragon's Roar Physique?
Ye Changge gently stroked her back and said in a gentle voice, "Caiyue, listen to me. After these days of getting used to each other, we have developed a certain level of trust and tacit understanding, haven't we?"
Xiao Caiyue lay in his embrace, her heart trembling slightly at his words.
The time spent together these past days had truly given her a completely different perception of the man before her compared to when they first met.
Her body had also become very in sync with his over these days.
Moreover, such a gentle, jade-like man who knew how to advance and retreat with propriety was truly rare in this Cultivation World where the weak were prey to the strong.
She suddenly felt a sense of relief, grateful that she had met him at the auction, and grateful that she had summoned the courage to sign that Spiritual Contract with him.
Even if... even if he wasn't exactly a good person.
But what did that matter?
At least, he was sincere towards her.
As Xiao Caiyue thought this, a secret joy that she herself hadn't even realized began to bloom in her heart.
She bit her lip gently, not looking up, but burying her face deeper and giving a muffled, "Mn."
Ye Changge felt the body of the person in his arms gradually relax and knew she had let go of her final reservations.
He gently lifted her up horizontally.
Xiao Caiyue let out a low cry, subconsciously wrapping her arms around his neck, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson.
Ye Changge carried her to the jade couch in the center of the Immortal Cave, which was covered with a soft brocade cushion, and gently laid her down.
The brocade cushion felt cool to the touch, and as Xiao Caiyue lay on it, her heart hammered like a drum.
Ye Changge straightened up, his gaze falling upon her.
The water-blue wide-sleeved immortal dress set off her skin, which was as white as snow, and her jet-black hair was scattered across the brocade cushion, like a meticulously painted portrait of a lady.
She turned her face slightly away, not daring to meet his gaze, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, betraying her inner nervousness.
Ye Changge leaned down, his fingers gently brushing over her collar.
The petal-like fabric fell away layer by layer, revealing her jade-white shoulders and her delicate, graceful collarbones.
Xiao Caiyue kept her eyes tightly closed, her hands subconsciously wrapped in front of her, her breathing becoming rapid.
Ye Changge looked at the body before him, which seemed to be carved from mutton-fat jade, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly as he couldn't help but swallow.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the palpitations in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Caiyue, I am starting."
Hearing this, Xiao Caiyue's eyelashes trembled violently, and she wrapped her arms tighter, yet still gave a soft, "Mn."
That soft "Mn," as faint as a mosquito's buzz, carried complete trust and surrender.
Ye Changge said no more, sat cross-legged by the side of the couch, formed seals with his hands, and the Yin Yang Creation Art surged within him.
The massive Yin and Yang Qi surged from his Dantian, rushing through his Meridians, and finally gathered in his palms, transforming into two black and white intertwined dragon-shaped phantoms.
The dragon phantoms were only about a foot long, yet they were incredibly solid, with distinct scales and claws. Within the dragon eyes seemed to lie a hint of spirituality, and as they circled and coiled, they emitted a heart-stopping pressure.
This was a Secret Art recorded in the Yin Yang Creation Art—the Yin Yang Guiding Art.
The name of this art sounded like some proper Dual Cultivation Technique, but that was not the case.
Its essence was an evil method for unilaterally plundering a woman's Primordial Yin and absorbing her Origin to strengthen oneself.
If used for cultivation, the speed of advancement would far exceed that of ordinary Cultivation Techniques by more than tenfold.
Ye Changge had never used this technique before and had even scoffed at it.
In his view, the affairs between men and women should be based on mutual affection, the mutual complement of Yin and Yang, and the shared pursuit of the Dao, rather than blind extraction and plunder; how would that differ from the plundering of evil cultivators?
But at this moment, he had to use this technique to save a life.
Xiao Caiyue's Dragon Yang Body was essentially caused by the excessive potency of her internal Yang Qi Origin, far exceeding the limit that her own Meridians could bear.
If this excess Origin could not be guided out, or even partially extracted, her body would sooner or later be burned to ashes by this Yang Qi.
"Go!"
Ye Changge gave a low shout and pushed his palms forward through the air.
The two black and white dragon phantoms instantly left his hands, intertwining in mid-air to transform into a more solid Yin Yang Dragon Qi, which then dove into Xiao Caiyue's body with a mysterious rhythm.
Xiao Caiyue's body trembled violently.
Once the Yin Yang Dragon Qi entered her body, it quickly moved along her Meridians, bringing a strange sensation of intertwined warmth and coolness wherever it passed.
However, when it reached the vicinity of her Dantian, a sudden change occurred!
Deep within Xiao Caiyue, the long-dormant Origin of her Dragon Yang Body seemed to be angered by the intruder and suddenly became agitated!
An incomparably scorching Yang Qi surged from the depths of her Dantian, like a sleeping giant dragon being awakened, roaring angrily as it lunged at the Yin Yang Dragon Qi!
The two forces collided with a boom inside her body!
"Ugh—!"
Xiao Caiyue threw her head back, her fair, slender swan-like neck tensing into a graceful arc, and a muffled groan she couldn't suppress escaped from the depths of her throat.
Her skin, originally as white as jade, instantly flushed with a faint pink hue, like spring peach blossoms, delicate and dripping with charm.
Her eyes, like autumn waters, instantly became blurred, shimmering with moisture as if covered by a thin mist.
Her body trembled uncontrollably, her hands gripping the brocade cushion beneath her tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force.
Seeing this, Ye Changge's heart tightened.
He hurriedly leaned over, grasped her soft, boneless little hand, and encouraged her in a gentle voice, "Caiyue, hold on! This is just the beginning; your Origin is rejecting the external force, and you must let it slowly adapt to my aura!"
Hearing his voice, a hint of clarity returned to Xiao Caiyue's blurred eyes.
She nodded forcefully, biting her lower lip, desperately enduring the churning agitation within her body.
Ye Changge dared not be negligent; he immersed his mind within himself, separated a wisp of Divine Sense, attached it to the Yin Yang Dragon Qi, and followed it deep into Xiao Caiyue's body.
He was not trying to start the plundering directly, but wanted to see with his own eyes the specific situation in her Dantian so he would know what he was dealing with.
The Yin Yang Dragon Qi passed through layers of Meridians like a winding ribbon of light, finally arriving at a mysterious location.
Xiao Caiyue's Dantian.
As soon as he entered, Ye Changge's Divine Sense was shocked by the scene before him.
He saw that in the center of the Dantian, a fist-sized, spherical object emitting intense golden light was suspended, like a miniature sun, or perhaps the legendary Dragon Pearl!
The "Dragon Pearl" rotated slowly, and with every rotation, wisps of Yang Qi were emitted, filling the entire Dantian and even spreading to her limbs and bones.
The surrounding Void Realm was scorched by this scorching power, causing it to twist slightly, and the faint sound of a dragon's chant echoed within it.
"Is this... the Origin of the Dragon Yang Body?"
Ye Changge was shocked.
What an overbearing Spirit Body!
Although he possessed several Spirit Bodies—all of which were feedback from his offspring, such as the Yimu Physique—compared to this top-tier Spirit Body before him, it was simply like comparing a minor sorcerer to a great one; it was far inferior.
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