380: Breakthrough, Fourteenth Realm Celestial Venerable

Inside the room.

...

"Give it to me."

Li Qingluan's voice suddenly became urgent.

As this sound fell, the waves of intense battle that had lasted for half the night finally gradually subsided, leaving only slightly disordered gasps.

Outside the door, Ye Jianwei's tightly strung heartstrings had just relaxed a little, thinking that this long battle had finally come to an end.

However, after a moment of silence.

Those face-reddening sounds faintly rang out again, intermittent and mixed with low sobs, continuing until the sky outside the window turned pale white.

...

At the first light of dawn.

Li Qingluan's dark hair was disheveled, and the corners of her eyes still bore lingering crimson and moisture.

She reached out, took the jade hairpin that Qin Wangchuan had gifted her in the early years from her storage bracelet, and handed it to him.

"Help me."

Qin Wangchuan took the familiar jade hairpin, his fingertips stroking the slightly cool body of the pin.

This was something he had found in the treasure vault when he previously obtained the heavenly suspended silk.

At the time, he thought it was beautiful and suited her.

But at this moment, looking at the hairpin and then at her, with red-rimmed eyes and disheveled hair beside the pillow, he suddenly felt... this hairpin seemed a bit unworthy.

"Forget about this one." Qin Wangchuan's voice was low, carrying the hoarseness of the aftermath. "Another day, I will find a better one for you from the Qin Family."

Li Qingluan lifted her teary eyes to look at him, the corners of her lips curling slightly. She had no strength, yet she was stubborn:

"If you gift me a better one, I will naturally be happy."

She paused, her voice light and clear:

"But I want this one too."

Qin Wangchuan was slightly startled, then a deeper smile rippled in his eyes.

He said nothing more, just sat up as requested, carefully gathered her slightly damp long hair, and loosely pinned it at the back of her head with the jade hairpin.

After doing this, just as he was about to get up, his wrist was pulled by a slightly hot hand.

The young girl looked up at him, her eyes clearer, but carrying unquestionable persistence: "Again."

"Then you let me pin your hair...?" Qin Wangchuan laughed helplessly.

"Pinned up," Li Qingluan's eyes curved, carrying a hint of provocative smile, "is better."

Without needing more words, the flames of war were reignited.

...

Over the next few days, the two tasted the sweetness and became addicted.

At first, they still pretended to go outside for a stroll.

Later, they didn't even bother to act; whether day or night, their bodies and minds were immersed in pleasure.

Even so, the situation between the two was quietly changing.

Qin Wangchuan's interest was completely piqued, coupled with the quiet circulation of the Saint Law [Calamity Ends, I Am Seen].

At first, Li Qingluan could still cope, but gradually she felt powerless.

Even her breathing broke into disarray, and she could only intermittently beg for mercy in a low voice.

Two days later, she was even forced to activate the [Moonlight Heart] she had obtained in the Secret Realm.

Cold and bright moonlight faintly shimmered around her, and her temperament instantly became sacred and lofty, as if a Moon Palace goddess had descended to the mortal world.

This was the secret technique Li Qingluan obtained from the Moonlight Heart—[Moon Goddess].

In this form, all aspects, including her body, were greatly enhanced.

It was just that she hadn't expected this secret technique to be used for the first time not in battle, but in such a place.

At first, her body, bolstered by the moonlight, could barely resist.

However, only a day later, she was defeated again.

After all, the more sacred and inviolable she became, the more fierce the attacks became.

Just like that, facing the abundant power of Qin Wangchuan's immortal bone and Saint Law, even in her Moon Goddess form, Li Qingluan continued to retreat, her defenses collapsing time and again.

In the end, she could only melt into a pool of spring water beneath him, unable to even lift a fingertip, completely throwing away her armor and surrendering.

Six days, a full six days.

On the night of this day.

"It seems to have ended earlier today than usual..."

Outside the door, Ye Jianwei, who had long become accustomed to this, thought secretly, lamenting that the Young Master was too strong and the Young Miss was no match at all.

Just as she was thinking this.

Suddenly, a slightly lazy and hoarse female voice unexpectedly pierced through the door.

"Wei Wei."

It was Li Qingluan.

"I am here." Ye Jianwei immediately responded, bowing through the door, her voice involuntarily carrying a hint of tension.

The next sentence, however, left her stunned on the spot.

"Come in."

These two words exploded in her mind like a thunderclap.

Surprise? Panic? Confusion? All sorts of emotions surged instantly, making her almost forget to breathe.

She had never dared to hope to overstep the master-servant boundary, nor did she dare to have any thoughts of being the "mistress of the house."

But at this moment, the mistress had spoken personally.

Ye Jianwei took a deep breath, suppressing the myriad waves in her heart, and without much hesitation, gently pushed open the heavy door.

The room was dimly lit, and the ambiguous atmosphere had not yet dissipated.

The Young Miss was half-lying on the bed, her dark hair disheveled, her slender back slightly arched in a soft curve.

Seeing her enter, Li Qingluan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I will rest for a while."

After saying this, she could no longer hold on and closed her eyes.

The thought in Ye Jianwei's heart was verified.

There was no refusal, nor was it possible to refuse.

Everything was so natural and inevitable.

However, when Qin Wangchuan's hand reached for the silver bell at Ye Jianwei's waist used for "seeing," wanting to temporarily remove it, Ye Jianwei subconsciously and very softly spoke to stop him:

"Young Master... don't."

Although the echo allowed her to "see" her surroundings vaguely, the sound of the bell could make it clearer.

It didn't matter on ordinary days, but at this moment, at a time destined to be remembered for a lifetime.

She wanted to feel it more clearly and more truly.

Qin Wangchuan's movements paused, and he instantly understood the girl's intent.

He did not force the issue, just untied the delicate silver bell from her skirt and instead tied it to the girl's slender ankle.

"Jingle..."

With a crisp sound, the silver bell trembled slightly in the air.

Immediately after, it rang crisply all night long.

In the end, even Dragon Gauze nearby involuntarily manifested and appeared.

Her cheeks were flushed, and a faint light shimmered on the jade horns on her head. Although she was ignorant and knew nothing, her body, under the urging of instinct, longed to join this feast of joy.

But before Dragon Gauze could take action, she was thrown out by Li Qingluan.

Ye Jianwei had accompanied her since childhood, and their bond had long surpassed that of master and servant.

In this situation, she was just considered a dowry maid who had been raised since childhood and was used to being kept by her side.

As for others—it's good enough that I accept it, and they want to get into the same bed? Delusional!

Now it was Dragon Gauze's turn to be left standing outside.

Another day passed.

The crisp and chaotic sound of the bell finally subsided completely on the morning of the seventh day.

Almost at the very moment that heart-trembling aftertaste dissipated.

A vast and heavy invisible ripple slowly rippled out from Qin Wangchuan without warning.

Breakthrough!

From the Shen Tong Realm, he stepped into the Heavenly Venerable Realm as naturally as water flowing into a channel.

He slowly closed his eyes and looked inward.

His spiritual platform expanded several times, and a more magnificent power, closer to the Origin of Heaven and Earth, flowed through his limbs and bones.

At the same time.

Many fragments of insight regarding the Heaven and Earth Law surged into his mind like a tide, and the phantom of the towering Dharma Idol of [Eternal Calamity] vaguely appeared behind him.

Compared to before, it seemed a bit more solid and magnificent.