Breakthrough: Fourteenth-Realm Heavenly Venerable
Inside the room.
"Give me."
Li Qingluan's voice suddenly became urgent.
As that sound faded, the sounds of fierce fighting that had lasted for half the night finally subsided, leaving only slightly disordered breathing.
Outside the door, Ye Jianwei's tense nerves had just begun to relax, thinking that this long battle was finally over.
However, after a moment of silence...
That embarrassing sound faintly echoed again, intermittent, mixed with sobs, lingering until the sky outside the window began to lighten with the first light of dawn.
As dawn breaks.
Li Qingluan's black hair was disheveled, and the corners of her eyes still held traces of lingering redness and moisture.
She reached into her storage bracelet and took out the Jade Hairpin that Qin Wangchuan had given her years ago, then handed it to him.
"Help me."
Qin Wangchuan took the familiar Jade Hairpin, his fingertips caressing the slightly cool hairpin.
This was something he found in the treasure vault when he obtained the Heavenly Suspended Silk.
I thought it looked good back then, and it suited her.
But at this moment, as he looked at the hairpin, and then at her beside him, her eyes red and her hair disheveled, he suddenly felt... that this hairpin seemed somewhat unworthy of her.
"Forget about this one," Qin Wangchuan said in a low voice, his voice hoarse from the aftermath. "I'll find you a better one from the Qin Clan another day."
Upon hearing this, Li Qingluan raised her wet eyes and glanced at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, weak yet undeniably stubborn:
"I'd be happy if you sent me something better."
She paused, her voice soft and clear:
"But I want this one too."
Qin Wangchuan was slightly taken aback, then a deeper smile spread across his eyes.
He didn't say anything more, but simply sat up as instructed, carefully gathered her slightly damp long hair, and loosely tied it behind her head with Jade Hairpin.
After doing all that, just as I was about to get up, my wrist was grabbed by a slightly warm hand.
The girl looked up at him, her eyes clearing slightly, yet still holding an undeniable resolve. "Again."
"Then you want me to put a hairpin in your hair...?" Qin Wangchuan chuckled.
"Put it in your hair," Li Qingluan said, a hint of provocation in her eyes, "That's better."
No further words were needed; the war reignited.
In the following days, the two became increasingly enamored with the taste.
At first, he pretended to stroll around outside for a while.
Later, he stopped acting altogether, immersing himself in pleasure day and night.
Even so, the situation between the two was quietly changing.
Qin Wangchuan's interest was completely piqued, especially with the quiet flow of the Saint Law [Jie Jin Jian Wo].
At first, Li Qingluan was able to cope, but gradually she began to feel overwhelmed.
Even his breathing was broken and incoherent; he could only plead for mercy in intermittent, low voices.
Two days later, she was even forced to activate the [Moonlight Heavenly Heart] she had obtained in the Secret Realm.
The cool, bright moonlight emanated from her, instantly making her appear sacred and ethereal, like a goddess descending from the moon palace.
This is the Secret Method that Li Qingluan obtained from the Heavenly Heart—[Moonlight Goddess].
In this form, all aspects, including the body, are greatly enhanced.
She just hadn't expected that this Secret Method would be used for the first time not in battle, but in this kind of situation.
At first, the body blessed by the moonlight was able to barely withstand it.
However, they were routed again just one day later.
After all, the more sacred and inviolable something is, the more ferocious the attacks will be.
Thus, faced with the overwhelming power of Qin Wangchuan's Immortal Bone and Saint Law, even Li Qingluan in her goddess form was forced to retreat steadily, her defenses crumbling time and time again.
In the end, it could only turn into a puddle of spring water beneath him, unable even to lift its fingertips, completely defeated and abandoned.
Six days, a full six days.
That night.
"Today's event seems to have ended earlier than usual..."
Outside the door, Ye Jianwei was already used to it, thought to herself, marveling at how strong the Young Master was; the young lady was no match for him at all.
I was just thinking about it.
Suddenly, a slightly languid and husky female voice unexpectedly pierced through the door.
"Seeing the subtle signs."
It's Li Qingluan.
"I'm here." Ye Jianwei immediately bowed through the door, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of nervousness.
The next sentence, however, left her completely stunned.
"Come in."
These two words exploded in her mind like a thunderclap.
Surprise? Fear? Confusion? A surge of emotions overwhelmed her, making her almost forget to breathe.
She never dared to overstep the boundaries between master and servant, nor did she dare to have even the slightest thought of being the "mistress".
But at this moment, the lady of the house spoke herself.
Ye Jianwei breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart, and without much hesitation, gently pushed open the heavy door.
The indoor lighting was dim, and the ambiguous atmosphere had not yet dissipated.
The young lady lay half-reclined on the bed, her dark hair loose, her slender back slightly arched in a gentle curve.
Seeing her come in, Li Qingluan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I'll rest for a while."
After saying that, he could no longer hold on and closed his eyes.
Ye Jianwei's suspicions were confirmed.
There was no refusal, nor was it possible to refuse.
Everything happened so naturally.
However, when Qin Wangchuan reached for the Silver Bell at Ye Jianwei's waist, which she used for "seeing," intending to temporarily remove it, Ye Jianwei instinctively and quietly stopped him:
"Young Master... please don't."
Although the echoes allowed her to vaguely "see" her surroundings.
But the ringtone was clearer.
It wouldn't matter on ordinary days, but at this moment, in this moment that is destined to be remembered for a lifetime.
She wanted to feel it more clearly and vividly.
Qin Wangchuan paused, instantly understanding the girl's feelings.
He didn't force her; he simply took the delicate Silver Bell off her skirt and tied it to the girl's slender ankle.
"Jingle..."
With a crisp sound, the Silver Bell trembled slightly in the air.
Then it rang crisply all night long.
In the end, even Dragon Scale, who was standing to the side, unconsciously transformed and appeared in person.
Her cheeks were flushed, and the jade horns on her head shimmered with light. Though she was oblivious, her body was instinctively throbbing with a desire to join the revelry.
But before Dragon Scale could act, Li Qingluan threw her out.
Ye Jianwei been with her since childhood, and their relationship had long surpassed that of mistress and servant. In the present situation, she was simply treated as a maidservant who had been raised and used since childhood and was kept by her side.
As for others--
I'm already being generous by accepting this; to expect to sleep with someone else is just wishful thinking!
Now it's Dragon Scale's left standing outside.
Another day passed.
The crisp, frantic ringing of bells finally subsided completely on the morning of the seventh day.
Almost the instant that the heart-stopping afterglow dissipated.
A vast and profound invisible wave emanated slowly from Qin Wangchuan without warning.
It's a breakthrough!
He naturally progressed from the Supernatural Realm to the Heavenly Venerable Realm.
He slowly closed his eyes and looked inward at himself.
The Spiritual Platform expanded several times over, and a more magnificent power, closer to the Origin Source heaven and earth, flowed through the limbs and bones.
At the same time.
Fragments of insights about the Heaven and Earth Law flooded into my mind like a tide, and the faint phantom of the majestic Dharma Manifestation image of "Calamity of Ten Thousand Ages" appeared behind me.
It seems more solid and stronger than before.