159: Chapter 159 Wife? Her status is above that of a Daoist partner!

Lower Realm.

Taiyi Holy Land.

The deepest part of the underground palace, the Creation Spiritual Spring.

The water temperature was boiling hot.

A layer of pale gold spiritual liquid vapor floated on the surface of the pool.

The air was mixed with the exotic fragrance of melted high-grade Spirit Medicine and a sweet, cloying scent.

Su Yun leaned against the white jade wall of the pool, his upper body bare.

The grayish-white Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin split into hundreds and thousands of air currents, drilling into his limbs and bones through his pores.

The acupoints in his body emitted muffled explosive sounds one after another.

With every heartbeat, he forcibly plundered a massive amount of Spiritual Qi from his surroundings.

In the pool water three feet away from Su Yun, Luo Bingyan's eyes were tightly shut, her long hair clinging to her fair back as she focused entirely on circulating her Cultivation Technique.

The pure spiritual power overflowing from Su Yun's body surged into her Meridians through the pool water.

Her cultivation Realm climbed at a speed visible to the naked eye, breaking through the Bottleneck of the Immortal Lord Realm without any hindrance.

Su Yun opened his eyes, feeling the power within his body multiply.

Suddenly.

Zi Yun, who was pressed close to Su Yun's right side, experienced a slight stiffness in her body.

In the center of her brow, a dark red blood mark flashed with a faint red light.

The hidden Soul Power bond spanning two worlds connected Qing Yuan's Divine Sense transmission at this moment.

Zi Yun's eyelids lowered slightly as she quickly received the information transmitted into her Sea of Consciousness.

After a few breaths, the blood mark faded away.

Zi Yun suddenly opened her eyes, her purple pupils filled with excitement.

Ignoring the light veil sliding off her shoulder, she pressed directly against Su Yun's chest and hooked her arms around his neck.

“Husband, a great victory,” Zi Yun said breathlessly, with a clear intent of claiming credit.

Su Yun naturally pulled her waist closer and gestured for her to continue.

“Qing Yuan sent word that Xiao Ninger's emotional foundation for Lin Aotian has begun to collapse.”

A mocking curve appeared at the corner of Zi Yun's mouth.

“That trash surnamed Lin actually went to hunt a low-grade Vicious Beast, intentionally dissipated his protective spiritual power to get injured, and then ran to kneel before Xiao Ninger's hall to offer an inner core. He attempted to use a self-injury ruse to salvage the situation.”

Su Yun raised an eyebrow. This tactic was truly low-class.

“And the result?” Su Yun asked.

“Xiao Ninger used her Divine Sense to see through his disguise and pointed out his act of suppressing his wounds' self-healing on the spot.”

Zi Yun burst into laughter, her chest heaving.

“She not only refused the inner core but also denounced Lin Aotian as childish and incompetent. Lin Aotian has now become a joke on the Xiao Family Divine Mountain, losing all face and leaving in disgrace.”

The effect of the Emotion Detachment Technique was surprisingly good.

A woman who has lost her love filters looks at her ex like looking at a mentally deranged clown.

Su Yun chuckled.

He pinched Zi Yun's smooth, tender cheek and gave it a little tug.

“Well done,” Su Yun praised generously. “As expected of my good wife.”

As his voice fell, a brief silence filled the spiritual spring.

The smile on Zi Yun's face froze instantly.

Tilting her head slightly, a hint of dazed cuteness and confusion flashed in her purple eyes.

“Husband... wi... wife? What does that mean?”

She was certain she had lived for countless ages and perused ancient texts from all the heavens and myriad worlds, yet she had never heard this term.

Su Yun released his hand, his fingers sliding down her cheek to her chin, gently tilting it up.

“It's a word from my hometown.”

Su Yun's tone was calm as he stared into her eyes.

“It means a woman who is unique and the most intimate companion, with a status above that of a Dao Companion.”

Zi Yun's pupils contracted violently.

The cold and aloof demoness persona she maintained was completely shattered at this moment.

Her breathing became extremely rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

A morbid fanaticism and unwavering loyalty boiled in the depths of her eyes, directly drowning her reason.

A status above a Dao Companion.

Unique.

Does it belong to me?

These few words combined to deliver a world-shattering impact on Zi Yun's Divine Soul.

She was willing to split her Origin true spirit to set up schemes in the Upper Realm, not just for Su Yun's grand plan.

But also to let Su Yun see her value and have a chance to occupy a place in his heart.

Now, she had obtained the highest reward as she wished.

A layer of mist rose in Zi Yun's eyes. She bit her lower lip, and a sweet, delicate voice squeezed out of her throat: “Hus... Husband...”

This call was filled with bone-eroding passion.

A meaningful smile appeared on Su Yun's face. His Divine Sense easily perceived Zi Yun's skyrocketing state of arousal.

Exerting force with his right hand, he pressed down on the back of Zi Yun's head and pulled her underwater.

Water splashed everywhere.

Violent ripples appeared on the surface of the spiritual spring. The pale gold water mist became even denser, obscuring the scene in the pool.

Only the sound of water colliding violently and deliberately suppressed rapid breaths remained.

In the distance, Luo Bingyan blocked her hearing, putting all her effort into stabilizing her newly broken-through Realm, turning a deaf ear to the commotion over here.

Half an hour later.

The water surface returned to calm.

Zi Yun surfaced, her cheeks showing an unnatural flush.

She breathed heavily and rearranged her disheveled light veil.

The storm just now had brought her spirit and energy to an unprecedented Peak.

The brief moment of tenderness ended, and serious business was put back on the table.

Zi Yun's expression returned to solemnity, her eyes reflecting determination.

“Husband.”

She quickly changed her form of address, her tone becoming extremely professional.

“Qing Yuan just reported that although Xiao Ninger's subconscious defense line has been crushed, progress is stuck at the final step. Deep within her Sea of Consciousness, there is a Restriction seal left by the Xiao Family's Old Ancestor.”

Su Yun leaned back against the pool wall, waiting for more.

“The Formless Soul-Planting Technique controls a target by assimilating their perception. This subtle change won't trigger the defense mechanism of an Immortal King's seal. However, the final step, 'Logic Reshaping,' must be performed by the practitioner personally guiding Soul Power to engrave it.”

“Qing Yuan's cultivation is too low; her Soul Power strength isn't enough to perform such delicate operations under the nose of that seal.”

Zi Yun looked directly into Su Yun's eyes: “I need my main Divine Soul to descend personally, using Qing Yuan's Physical Body as a springboard to complete the final casting.”

Cross-Realm Divine Soul projection.

Su Yun pondered for a moment.

The Upper Realm's Heavenly Dao Laws are strict; external Divine Souls are easily detected.

Once detected by an expert of the Immortal King level or above from the Xiao Family, Zi Yun's Divine Soul would be instantly annihilated, resulting in immediate death.

The risk factor was extremely high.

“Are you confident in avoiding those powerful perceptions?” Su Yun asked.

“As long as I move fast enough to complete the engraving and cut the connection before the Immortal King can react, I can retreat safely. For Husband's great cause, Yuner will not hesitate even if I have to die ten thousand deaths.”

Zi Yun answered without hesitation. That word “wife” had caused her love for Su Yun to overflow.

Let alone damaging her Origin; she wouldn't even blink if asked to self-detonate right now.

Su Yun didn't waste any words.

He raised his right hand and tapped his index finger on his brow.

A ball of grayish-white light was forcibly extracted.

This was the core Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin, filled with exclusive worldly Laws.

With a flick of Su Yun's finger, the light ball sank directly into Zi Yun's brow.

“This Origin will turn into a shell, masking all leaks of your aura. Even if an Immortal King investigates in person, they will only think it's some residual, impure Spiritual Qi from the Lower Realm.”

Su Yun lowered his hand.

“Go ahead and do it.”

“As you command.”

Zi Yun leaped out of the water and hovered in mid-air, sitting cross-legged.

Her hands quickly shifted through various hand seals.

A powerful pulling force erupted from within her.

Her Physical Body instantly lost its vitality and slumped to the ground.

A mass of dark red Divine Soul light broke out of her body.

The grayish-white Heavenly Dao Origin quickly extended, wrapping the light mass tightly.

The vision shifted to the void space.

There was no light here, and no concept of time.

The thick and boundless Boundary Barrier lay ahead.

It was an absolute defense network woven by the Upper Realm's Heavenly Dao Laws; any trace of external aura would trigger a thunderous counterattack.

Zi Yun's Divine Soul turned into an imperceptible red light.

Following the extremely weak Soul Power bond left by Qing Yuan, the red light slammed into the Boundary Barrier.

The grayish-white Lower Realm Origin took effect.

It assimilated a small section of the Law network at the contact point, creating a fleeting gap.

Spatial fragments crazily cut at the grayish-white light cocoon, making a piercing grinding sound.

The red light didn't pause for a moment, forcing its way through the gap and completely escaping into the Upper Realm.

...

Upper Realm. Ziwei Star Domain. Xiao Family Divine Mountain.

Xiao Ninger's bedchamber.

The night was deep, and a few dim Ever-burning Lamps were lit in the room.

Xiao Ninger sat cross-legged on the white jade bed, her brow furrowed, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat, and her breathing rhythm erratic.

In her subconscious, the pressure from that mysterious person in black was constantly erasing the remaining fragments of her past memories of Lin Aotian.

Two sets of perceptions clashed violently in her mind, plunging her into a state of extreme pain between sleep and wakefulness.

In the shadows not far from the bed.

Qing Yuan stood silently.

Suddenly, Qing Yuan's body stiffened, her arms pressed tightly against her thighs.

Her head tilted back uncontrollably, and her entire spine bent into an eerie curve.

In the center of her smooth brow, the flesh suddenly peeled back to both sides.

Not a single drop of blood flowed out.

A dark red blood mark split open completely.

A mass of extremely thick reddish-black smoke erupted frantically from the rift.

The smoke rapidly rolled, twisted, and reorganized in mid-air.

In just a single breath's time.

The smoke dissipated, and an enchantingly beautiful figure draped in light gauze hovered in mid-air.

Zi Yun slowly opened her eyes.

Her purple eyes emitted an eerie light in the dim room.

The Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin turned into an invisible film, locking all her aura tightly within three feet of her body.

She looked down from above at Xiao Ninger, who was struggling in pain on the bed.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zi Yun's mouth.

“The show begins.”