140: Chapter 140 Your Disguise is Terrible

The Night Pearls in the secret chamber emitted a soft glow.

The Yao Beast fur carpet absorbed all ambient noise.

Su Yun leaned down.

The mysterious black brocade robe slid off his shoulders, piling up at the edge of the Jade Couch.

"Zi Yun's" fair arms climbed up accordingly, her nails lightly brushing across Su Yun's firm back, leaving behind faint red marks.

Their breaths intertwined.

"Zi Yun's" body trembled slightly.

This trembling was seventy percent instinctive resistance being forcibly suppressed, and thirty percent deliberately imitated shyness.

She parted her red lips slightly, releasing her Heart-Cleansing Fragrance without reservation, pushing the atmosphere in the secret chamber to the peak of romance.

To make up for the neglect during this period, Su Yun's movements were very slow.

His fingertips brushed across her smooth collarbone.

The skin along the path broke out in fine tremors.

Clothes were completely shed.

Their skin touched.

The Chaos Spiritual Qi within Su Yun's body naturally flowed out.

In previous Dual Cultivation sessions, the power within Zi Yun's body was like a spring breeze turning into rain, pure and inclusive, providing gentle feedback after a Great Circulation.

But this time, it had changed.

The moment the Chaos Spiritual Qi entered the other's Dantian, Su Yun's brow furrowed imperceptibly.

It was very well-hidden.

This shell was indeed Zi Yun's; the path of the Meridians and the aura of the Cultivation Technique were exactly the same.

But deep within that pure Spiritual Qi, in an extremely hidden abyss, lurked a trace of a strange aura.

Cold, viscous, and carrying a nauseating smell of blood.

This aura was hidden so deeply that if the two were not currently in an extremely intimate state of full Divine Soul and Physical Body Fusion, even an Immortal Lord would not have been able to detect any clues.

A hint of doubt flashed in Su Yun's eyes.

When she went out of the city during this time, did she encounter something filthy?

Su Yun did not stop his actions.

Exerting force from his waist, the rhythm of the impact suddenly quickened.

"Ah..."

"Zi Yun" let out a cry of surprise, her hands suddenly gripping Su Yun's back tightly.

Two clear tears were forced from the corners of her eyes, her brow slightly furrowed.

Secretly, that one-inch-long Dao-Dissolving Blood Needle was already gripped tightly between her index and middle fingers.

This was the moment when defenses were weakest.

The moment a Cultivator reaches the peak of bliss, their Divine Soul falls into a brief state of emptiness.

All Protective Aura and Divine Sense warnings would develop a crack under the impact of instinct.

Blood Consort was waiting for this crack.

Her chest heaved violently, her breathing losing its rhythm.

This was not a disguise, but the instinctive reaction of Zi Yun's body under this violent Dual Cultivation assault.

Blood Consort forcibly detached her perception from the body, maintaining absolute rationality.

Almost there.

The Chaos Spiritual Qi completed the eighth Great Circulation within their bodies.

Su Yun's breathing became heavy. The veins on his neck bulged slightly.

His eyes stared intently at "Zi Yun" beneath him, burning with an unquenchable fire of lust.

The ninth Great Circulation.

The peak was approaching.

A visible fluctuation appeared in Su Yun's Divine Soul.

Now!

"Zi Yun's" originally hazy eyes instantly shed all lust.

Her clear, pure pupils transformed into a heartless crimson abyss within a tenth of a breath.

The right hand hidden in the shadows suddenly lunged out.

There was no sound of breaking air.

There was no fluctuation of Spiritual Qi.

The Dao-Dissolving Blood Needle stabbed directly toward the vital point at the back of Su Yun's head!

Just half an inch!

Even the Heavenly Dao could not save him!

A cruel smile had already curled at the corner of Blood Consort's mouth.

The prey, after all, dies in the softest trap.

"Ding—!"

A piercing roar exploded deep within Su Yun's Sea of Consciousness.

It wasn't a physical sound.

It was the System!

A massive, crimson alert frame instantly occupied all of Su Yun's conscious space.

The red light was blinding, flashing frantically.

【Warning!】

【Warning! host is detected to be in a fatal crisis!】

【The target's shell has been completely fused and replaced by the Otherworldly Demon 'Blood Consort'! The Divine Soul has been assimilated and suppressed!】

【Extreme Danger! Extreme Danger!】

In Su Yun's constricted pupils, the haziness born of lust instantly froze.

Fused and replaced? Blood Consort?

An assassin sent from the Upper Realm?!

Then where is the real Zi Yun?

An uncontrollable rage exploded in the depths of Su Yun's heart.

The woman he regarded as his exclusive possession had actually had her body taken by an Otherworldly Demon right under his nose!

Killing intent crashed wildly within his chest, trying to tear through this skin and burst out.

But Su Yun forcibly suppressed it.

Even with death just a hair's breadth away, the instinct of a formidable leader made him lock all his rage deep within his eyes.

The muscles on his face didn't change even a bit, still maintaining that intoxicated look of being overwhelmed by bliss.

Life and death hung by a thread. He didn't just want to survive; he wanted to squeeze every bit of value out of this assassin!

Just as the blood needle stabbed down, with only the thickness of half a sheet of paper left before it hit Su Yun's skin...

Below the System's red frame...

Two lines of slightly smaller golden text suddenly refreshed.

【Deep scan complete.】

【Current target status: Symbiote.】

【The Otherworldly Demon Blood Consort has not completely obliterated the original host Zi Yun's Divine Soul, but has forcibly assimilated into a symbiosis.】

【If the host can pour Pure Yang Qi into her body and forcibly conquer her completely to make her his own! (Reward: Three million luck points, Ancient Divine Ability 'Blood Demon Disintegration Great Method', Top-tier Dual Cultivation Cauldron 'Formless Blood Immortal Body')】

Looking at the content on the panel, the icy coldness in Su Yun's eyes instantly turned into a spine-chilling madness.

Three million luck points.

Conquer.

The air in the secret chamber suddenly stagnated.

It wasn't a change in temperature, but rather some higher-level Law that had twisted within this narrow space.

Blood Consort's fingers, holding the Dao-Dissolving Blood Needle, froze in mid-air.

It wasn't that she didn't want to stab.

But she found that she couldn't stab any further!

A hand like an iron pincer had, at some point, locked tightly onto her wrist.

Bones made an overburdened cracking sound.

How is this possible?!

The crimson in Blood Consort's eyes suddenly contracted.

At the peak of extreme union, no Cultivator should be able to maintain such a terrifying reaction speed.

This violated the instincts of a living being!

She met a pair of eyes.

Su Yun looked down at her from above. There was no lust, no shock, not even anger.

Only a coldness as if looking at a dead person, and a trace of undisguised mockery.

"The micro-expressions of this skin of yours are indeed well-learned."

Su Yun's voice was low, with a texture like clashing metal.

Every word echoed in the small secret chamber, making the eardrums of Blood Consort's shell buzz.

Blood Consort tried hard to pull her wrist away. It didn't budge.

The Blood Fiend Power within her body erupted like a mountain torrent, attempting to forcibly shake Su Yun off.

But Su Yun's other hand suddenly pressed down, gripping her throat.

Pinning her firmly to the Jade Couch.

Pure Yang Origin, to the cold Blood Demon power, was no different from boiling oil poured onto snow.

"Chiii—"

A tooth-aching burning sound came from within Blood Consort's body.

"Ah!!!"

She finally could not maintain Zi Yun's voice and let out a hoarse, unpleasant scream.

The intense pain made this beautiful body writhe and struggle frantically.

But under Su Yun's mountain-like suppression, all resistance was in vain.

"You... how did you find out..."

Blood Consort's smooth facial disguise began to collapse.

Zi Yun's features flickered between fair and pale, her voice hoarse and poisonous.

A perfect hunting trap, why did it turn out like this?

Su Yun didn't answer. His palm continued to exert force, nearly crushing her wrist bone.

The Dao-Dissolving Blood Needle fell onto the Jade Couch with a "ding."

He leaned down slightly, his cheek close to Blood Consort's ear.

His hot breath sprayed onto the other's pale, writhing skin, his tone calm yet carrying a bone-chilling coldness:

"The disguise is perfect."

"But when she is moved, she never dares to look at me with such eyes."

Su Yun straightened up. His fingers shook violently, and a majestic amount of Chaos Origin blasted into her Dantian without reservation.

"Since you've snatched this body, then on her behalf, finish practicing this Dual Cultivation Technique properly."

A lethal reversal.

In the secret chamber, crimson light and golden-blue Chaos Spiritual Qi crashed into each other!

The real Zi Yun's Divine Soul, which had been assimilated and suppressed, emitted a faint resonance under the scouring of the Spiritual Qi.

In this symbiotic situation, Su Yun was going to forcibly tear open a gap!