352: Chapter 352 You Can't Imagine Cao Cao's Joy!

Just as the two were locked in a passionate, intense embrace of lips and teeth.

Cao Kun glanced out of the corner of his eye and discovered a fatal problem.

Because time was tight just now, Gu Xiyao had sat down too hastily.

At this moment, a section of her snow-white, rounded calf had accidentally slipped outside the heaven-deceiving stealth cloak!

Although it was only half a calf.

But as long as the deacon outside walked to the bedside, they would spot it at a glance.

He immediately stopped kissing and released Gu Xiyao's lips.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Gu Xiyao gasped for air.

Oxygen deprivation made her head spin; she was so thoroughly kissed that she was dazed, her moist eyes filled with confusion.

Before she could figure out why Cao Kun had suddenly stopped, she felt his left hand slide from her waist and reach downward.

Using the excuse of helping her tuck in her leg, Cao Kun's large hand passed through her rolled-up skirt and grasped the slender ankle exposed outside the cloak.

It felt warm, smooth, and exquisite to the touch.

Cao Kun took the opportunity to scoop it up, pulling her entire beautiful leg back inside the cloak.

Then, he domineeringly locked that leg firmly against his waist to prevent it from sliding out again.

With this, Gu Xiyao's posture became even more compromising.

She was almost completely hanging on Cao Kun like a koala.

Just as he tucked her leg into the cloak.

"Thud."

The heavy footsteps of the lead deacon stopped right in front of them.

Gu Xiyao could even hear the deacon's heavy, angry breathing.

If this deacon were to take even half a step forward, or casually swing the longsword in his hand, it would strike them directly!

Gu Xiyao's heart was pounding wildly.

She felt she was doomed today.

Yet Cao Kun was not in the slightest flustered; instead, amidst this life-or-death danger, he felt an unprecedented thrill.

Right in front of the Sect's deacon, holding the Young Sect Master's fiancée and acting recklessly—

this feeling was a hundred times more satisfying than when he had broken through to the Mahayana Stage!

Cao Kun's hand roamed over Gu Xiyao's back, and the arm embracing her slender waist tightened, embedding her completely into his embrace.

He comforted her delicate body, which was trembling from nervousness and shame.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here!"

Hearing Cao Kun's words, Gu Xiyao completely gave up on thinking.

Half because of the death threat that could descend at any moment, and half because of the immense sensory impact Cao Kun was bringing her.

She could only passively endure it all, her hands weakly clutching the lapels of Cao Kun's chest.

The lead deacon stood in this corner for a full three breaths.

He used his Divine Sense from the Body Integration Stage to scan this area again and again, not even letting the flow of Spiritual Qi under the floor tiles escape.

A moment later.

The deacon irritably put away his longsword and spat on the ground:

"Bad luck! There's not even a ghost in this room; they got away fast!"

He turned around and waved his hand at his subordinates, who were still searching:

"Let's go! Search the next room! We absolutely cannot let any suspicious person escape!"

Following the lead deacon's order, several subordinates rushed quickly toward the next room.

Not until the footsteps in the corridor and the sound of the door in the next room being kicked open had completely faded away did Gu Xiyao's tense nerves finally relax.

She collapsed weakly into Cao Kun's arms, drenched in fragrant sweat.

Even her close-fitting cyan dress was soaked through.

Cao Kun waved his hand and removed the heaven-deceiving stealth cloak covering them both.

He lowered his head to look at the beauty in his arms, who was as soft as mud.

At this moment, Gu Xiyao's clothes were disheveled, a few strands of dark hair stuck to her fair neck, and her face was flushed.

Her eyes still held complex emotions, a mixture of fear and determination.

That pitiable yet stubborn look, ingrained in the bones of a great aristocratic Young Miss, was extremely captivating.

Cao Kun couldn't help but reach out, sliding his hand gently along her fair, burning cheek.

"The crisis is temporarily resolved."

"So, Fairy, is it time to continue fulfilling your sincerity?"

The Spirit Gathering Array in the room emitted a soft halo, setting the atmosphere just right.

Gu Xiyao had already prepared herself to offer her body.

The tension of life and death just now, combined with Cao Kun's act of shielding her under his wings, caused her heart, which had been cold from years of being calculated by Family interests, to develop an inexplicable sense of reliance.

She blushed, shyly closed her beautiful eyes, and placed her hands weakly on Cao Kun's shoulders, looking like a docile maiden waiting to be plucked.

"You... be gentle."

Gu Xiyao bit her red lips, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzzing.

Great Philanthropist Cao looked at this top-grade piece of meat voluntarily delivered to his mouth and naturally would not be polite.

"Rest assured, this Young Master has always been the most tender to others."

As the curtains around the bed slowly fell.

The room was filled with beautiful spring scenery and a fragrant scent.

...

Time slipped away quietly in their indulgence.

Gu Xiyao was a bit inexperienced at first.

But she was quickly led into a brand-new realm by Cao Kun's skilled operation of his Cultivation Technique.

As they reached a state of harmony.

The Chaos Unity Art within Cao Kun's body began to operate autonomously and uncontrollably.

The Nine-Turn Profound Yin Physique was indeed a divine object that could make even Young Sect Master Ji Bo of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect drool with greed.

That pure, extreme Yin Origin poured endlessly into Cao Kun's Purple Mansion.

"Roar!"

The golden Dragon, condensed from the Emperors Law, let out an extremely comfortable long roar.

Its golden scales became even more dazzling under the cleansing of the extreme Yin power.

The Heavenly Dao of the Lower Realm was incomplete.

Although Cao Kun had powerfully broken through to the Early Stage of the Mahayana Stage in the Lower Realm.

But the Law within his body always carried a hint of imperfection and stagnation.

It was like a tall building built with defective bricks; although it was towering, it was not solid enough.

But now, the Nine-Turn Profound Yin Origin was like a perfect key, completing that last piece of the puzzle.

The Emperors Law, Five Elements Law, Thunder Law, and Space Law—eight types of Laws were crazily intertwining in his Purple Mansion, greedily absorbing this pure Origin from the local Spirit Realm.

Cao Kun only felt comfortable all over.

Although his cultivation base still remained at the Early Stage of the Mahayana Stage and he hadn't achieved a cross-level Breakthrough.

But the thickness of the Spiritual Qi in his body and his control over the Spirit Realm's Law were several times stronger than before!

That sense of stagnation was swept away.

Replaced by a powerful self-confidence of being perfectly rounded and in control of everything.

And for Gu Xiyao, the benefits gained were even more obvious.

It could be called Heaven-Defying fate-changing.

The Chaos Unity Art that Cao Kun cultivated was domineering and unparalleled.

While absorbing her extreme Yin power, the technique automatically fed back, pouring the vast and pure Chaos Qi into her limbs and bones.

Gu Xiyao, who had originally closed her eyes to endure the impact of the Spiritual Qi, suddenly widened her beautiful eyes.

She felt as if a gentle golden flame had ignited within her body.

This flame did not harm her Meridians in the slightest; instead, it burned away the Impurities accumulated over many years and the hidden injuries left behind from forcibly suppressing the Nine-Turn Profound Yin Physique.

Her Early Stage of the Mahayana Stage cultivation, which had been stagnant for many years, actually began to loosen under the push of this vast energy.

"Mmm..."

With a muffled groan.

The aura around Gu Xiyao surged, and the pressure belonging to the Middle Stage of the Mahayana Stage rippled through the room.

But it was quickly suppressed within the room by the inn's defensive Formation and the space barrier set up by Cao Kun, not leaking a single bit.

Cleansing the Meridians and marrow, being reborn.

She never dreamed that just one time would have such a great effect.

Such a stroke of fortune was a hundred times more effective than her own hundred years of bitter cultivation in the Gu Family!

She lay on Cao Kun's broad, solid chest.

Listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat and feeling his gentle caresses.

Gu Xiyao felt that she hadn't lost out at all.

Not only had she completely escaped that damned fate, but her cultivation had also broken through to the Middle Stage of the Mahayana Stage in one fell swoop!