Chapter 35: The Yin-Yang Secret Realm

Nangong Ruoxi felt an unprecedented sense of wonder. As the genuine celestial energy entered her system, her meridians and spiritual roots began to evolve, progressing toward a higher state of purity. At the same time, the impurities within her body were incinerated by the influx of this celestial power.

As time passed, the young woman in the night was drenched in a light, fragrant sweat. To help clear her meridians, Qin Changsheng’s hands, radiating celestial energy, moved across her body like beams of light, illuminating her form cluster by cluster. Qin Changsheng viewed this as a mere trifle, entirely unaware of the immense providence contained within his power. Only Nangong Ruoxi, experiencing it firsthand, felt her entire body trembling. She realized that her spiritual roots were evolving into the quality of celestial spirit roots.

Nangong Ruoxi fell into deep contemplation. If she could achieve such a massive improvement in just a few hours, what level had the spiritual roots of Wang Yuyan, whom Qin Changsheng had raised, reached? That such a monstrously talented youth had been overlooked by the White-Clothed Sword Immortal in favor of taking Wang Yuyan as a disciple—what a case of pearls before swine, what extreme shortsightedness.

Even as his hands roamed every inch of her body, bringing with them that marvelous sensation, Nangong Ruoxi struggled to maintain her composure until his hands moved downward... Her breathing grew ragged.

"Brother Changsheng..."

"Even if we are not fated to be cultivation partners, such a moment should at least be a fleeting romance..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out, grasped Qin Changsheng’s hand, and guided it toward the mystery...

"Uh..." The youth stood frozen in place, unable to resist for a moment.

...

The night deepened, and the moon rose in the sky. It is unknown how much time passed before the sky began to brighten. The sound of rustling clothes arose, and the rosy-cheeked girl took eight hundred spirit stones from her pocket and handed them to the youth, who was half-reclining beside her.

"Eight hundred for one time. You didn't lose out."

"I will find you again if I have need."

She appeared indifferent, but the flush on her cheeks had not faded, and her breathing remained noticeably quicker than before. Clearly, she was not as calm and composed as she pretended to be. She offered the money simply to clarify their relationship—to ensure they owed each other nothing and remained unentangled by karma.

The youth looked startled, sighed softly, and did not accept the spirit stones. He rose, walked to the window, and stared at the rising sun, lost in thought.

The girl gazed at the spirit stones for a long time before revealing a captivating smile. "You really won't take them? Then this karma is forged."

Qin Changsheng did not answer, but instead looked at the rising sun and spoke slowly. "I think I see where the secret realm is."

Nangong Ruoxi, still flushed, followed his gaze and saw a faint, almost imperceptible double image within the sun just cresting the mountaintop. There was a gate in that place. Nangong Ruoxi looked down, strangely, at the wooden cabin where they had been intimate the night before. Faint traces of blood emitted a weak light, flying toward the sun in the sky. As the light gathered, a phantom gate appeared within the sun at the peak.

"The portal is open."

Nangong Ruoxi shot a lingering glance at Qin Changsheng.

"Let’s go. Let's see what your ancestors left behind." Qin Changsheng did not dare discuss what had just happened, choosing to change the subject.

Karma is not something one can easily avoid just by wishing to remain untangled. For some, the moment they meet, it is already karma. If one must blame something, blame the hot-bloodedness of youth; at the time, neither thought much of it, wanting only a fleeting romance. Qin Changsheng did not feel it was a big deal—after all, there were far more absurd things in his hometown—but he had not expected Nangong Ruoxi to be so free-spirited.

The courage and ambition of this woman were truly beyond that of an average person. She was someone unwilling to follow rules, someone who dared to take risks; for what she valued, she would commit without hesitation. Such people were ruthless when killing, yet reliable as friends; they appeared emotional, yet were inherently detached. Their karma had already become a tangled mess, difficult to sever.

"Get on!"

Nangong Ruoxi activated her flying sword. Qin Changsheng jumped on skillfully and wrapped his arms around her waist. The sword took flight, and the two flew toward the sun like a pair of divine lovers. From a distance, they looked like an arrow shot toward the sun. If one were to pull in an ancient legend and weave a tale, it might be called "The Two Children Shooting the Sun."

The flying sword crossed the peak and actually passed through the gate of light.

"Originally, only disciples of the Nangong lineage could enter this place. I deceived you earlier, but after we merged, you became stained with my aura, so you can truly share the fortune within with me." Nangong Ruoxi took a deep breath. She had finally told the truth.

Qin Changsheng’s hand trembled slightly. "So you were planning on a free ride from the beginning..."

"Later, I felt it was immoral, so I just decided to bring you along," Nangong Ruoxi smiled. "Actually, I knew how to enter before, but I couldn't find the entrance. I never expected you to really help me improve my spiritual roots. As for what followed, there wasn't much complexity to it—it was purely curiosity and an inability to restrain my emotions. It just so happened that it triggered the long-lost records. The Yin-Yang Secret Realm... opened by Yin and Yang."

Boom!

The two passed through the virtual gate and entered the world of the secret realm. A vast ocean appeared before them. This was no ordinary ocean; it was an ocean of water and fire—the union of Yin and Yang. Once they entered, the two extreme forces of Yin and Yang surged toward them respectively: the extreme Yin belonged to Nangong Ruoxi, and the extreme Yang to Qin Changsheng. Standing side by side, they endured the baptism of the primal power.

Qin Changsheng’s cultivation began to climb rapidly!

Qi Refining, 1,100th level.

Qi Refining, 1,200th level...

1,400, 2,000... 3,000...

Until the 9,999th level, Qin Changsheng tried to use this power to build his foundation, but he could never achieve it.

Nangong Ruoxi, however, rapidly broke through the Golden Core stage, and after elevating her Golden Core to the twelfth level, she directly condensed an extreme Yin Nascent Soul! She broke through to the Nascent Soul realm—first layer, second layer... until the twelfth layer. A terrifying aura radiated from her.

She had not absorbed much of the vast ocean of extreme Yin. This was the blood realm belonging to the Nangong clan! When Nangong Ruoxi opened her eyes, she found that Qin Changsheng was still absorbing. Although his cultivation level no longer increased, his absorption did not stop.

Qin Changsheng looked at the ocean where Yin and Yang were separated, and suddenly felt an urge. He wanted to perform Tai Chi here to show off. True to his word, he began to move. He inexplicably condensed a Tai Chi Yin-Yang fish...

Suddenly, his eyes grew burning hot. It was not just the power of extreme Yang; the power of extreme Yin was also surging into him! Vast power entered his eyes—the left as Yin, the right as Yang...

"What the hell? Aren't you afraid of bursting?" Nangong Ruoxi was stunned.

The power of Yin and Yang carried the force of laws, as this vast ocean was the manifestation of primal power. She had assumed Qin Changsheng could successfully build his foundation here, but she discovered he still could not.

Qin Changsheng did not answer her; he continued to display the Tai Chi Yin-Yang. It wasn't that Tai Chi was divine, but he felt the philosophy of Yin and Yang suited this scene perfectly.

Until 99% of the power in the secret realm had been absorbed, a beam of light in the colors of Yin and Yang flew out of the realm. Suddenly, the secret realm began to fade. It flew directly into Qin Changsheng’s immortal pupils, transforming into his own world of immortal vision...

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