Holding Qing Yanjing Close, the Goddess's Heart in Turmoil, Meng Chen Pressed His Advantage!

Although the Essence-Gathering Formation was merely an imitation of the Spirit-Gathering Formation, it had barely reached the second tier.

However, because it was her first time setting it up and she had to account for the environment and laws of the Dou Qi Continent, it directly exhausted the spiritual energy Qing Yanjing had recovered over the past few days.

As soon as the formation took shape, Qing Yanjing felt as if her body had been hollowed out. Her legs went weak, and she could barely stand as her voluptuous body began to sway.

Fortunately, Meng Chen reacted quickly and immediately reached out to catch Qing Yanjing, preventing her from falling.

As her soft, warm body fell into his arms, Meng Chen instantly felt a supple impact unlike anything Yafei possessed, originating from the peerlessly abundant millstone of the Saint-Grade Butt Sovereign.

The wicked fire Yafei had stirred in his lower abdomen had only recently died down, but Qing Yanjing's help reignited it, making it burn even fiercer!

"Aunt Qing, are you all right?" Meng Chen asked with concern.

Feeling Meng Chen's warm chest against her back, along with the youth's natural reaction, Qing Yanjing's delicate body trembled slightly. Her peaks quivered, and a faint flush appeared beneath her veil on her exquisite face.

After cultivating for so many years, she had never been held by any man other than family, much less at such close range.

"I'm fine. I've just used up a little too much spiritual energy."

Suppressing the ripples in her heart, Qing Yanjing hurriedly stepped out of Meng Chen's embrace. Her eyes lowered slightly, and an indescribable glint flickered within her violet eyes.

Seeing that she was unharmed, merely looking somewhat strange, Meng Chen let out a breath of relief.

It was good that she was fine.

But soon, Meng Chen noticed the wicked fire rising in his lower abdomen. His expression changed slightly as he also caught sight of the blush beneath Qing Yanjing's veil, and inwardly thought that things were bad.

This was awkward!

"Um... Aunt Qing, you should go back and rest first. I can handle the rest."

Meng Chen wanted to apologize to Qing Yanjing, but felt that would only make things more obvious, so he quickly changed his words before they left his mouth.

Hearing this, Qing Yanjing did not pursue the matter further. That would only make things even more awkward.

She nodded slightly, turned around, and left, her plump, millstone-like hips swaying.

Yet as Meng Chen watched that millstone which seemed capable of grinding a person to death, his gaze could not help growing heated.

Everyone loved beauty. He was a perfectly normal man, not some eunuch—how could he possibly not be attracted to Qing Yanjing?

Qing Yanjing also sensed the burning gaze behind her. Her heart trembled slightly, and the jade feet encased in golden high heels became a little unsteady as she quickened her pace.

Only after Qing Yanjing's graceful figure had completely disappeared did Meng Chen withdraw his gaze, sighing with deep emotion.

"As expected of the Saint-Grade Butt Sovereign. The reputation is well deserved!"

Back in her room, Qing Yanjing knelt lightly upon the bed, her ample hips pressing against her calves. She closed her eyes and began regulating her breath to restore her spiritual energy, refusing to think about what had happened earlier. Her expression gradually returned to normal.

Yet the more she tried not to think about it, the more frequently those unspeakable sensations surfaced in her mind—being held in Meng Chen's arms, and the strange feeling between her hips.

Ripples spread through Qing Yanjing's heart, and she was unable to calm herself for a long while.

By afternoon, the Essence-Gathering Formation had already taken effect, increasing the concentration of heaven and earth energy within the Meng Residence by more than double.

After cultivating for less than half an hour, Meng Chen broke through to become a Four-Star Battle Practitioner.

"Young Master Meng, dinner is ready."

The butler's report sounded from within the room. Meng Chen ended his cultivation, opened the door, and walked outside.

"Where is Aunt Qing?" Meng Chen asked the butler.

The butler replied, "Xiaolian has already gone to invite Madam Qing."

Not long after, Meng Chen arrived at the dining room. Qing Yanjing also happened to approach from the other side, her expression beneath the veil as calm as usual.

"Aunt Qing."

Meng Chen greeted her, and Qing Yanjing nodded lightly in return, as though nothing had happened more than half an hour ago.

Four dishes and one soup sat on the marble table, all rather light in flavor.

Once Meng Chen and Qing Yanjing were seated, he said warmly, "Aunt Qing, I noticed that you preferred lighter food before, so I specifically had the chef prepare these dishes. Try them and see whether they suit your taste."

"That was thoughtful of you." Qing Yanjing looked at the dishes. Seeing how attentive Meng Chen was toward her, she felt a little more approval for him.

After dinner, Qing Yanjing looked at Meng Chen. Her crimson lips parted as she slowly spoke, and an almost imperceptible gentleness entered her calm voice.

"If there is anything you do not understand about cultivation, you may ask me. Though the paths differ, they all lead to the same destination. I do not know much about dou qi cultivation, but I can still offer you some guidance."

"Mm, then I'll have to trouble you in the future, Aunt Qing. By the way, Aunt Qing, although this may be presumptuous, I still want to ask: with the talent of your Eight Divine Veins, breaking from Spirit Grade into Immortal Grade should not have been much of a problem. How did you fail?"

"Of course, if this concerns something you would rather not discuss, Aunt Qing, you do not have to tell me."

Meng Chen asked curiously. After hesitating for a long while, Qing Yanjing did not hide what had happened to her.

"It is not some taboo. I was being pursued, and in desperation, I forcibly attempted to break through to the Immortal Grade realm. That was why I failed."

"Pursued? Who was pursuing you? The Buddha Ancient Clan? Or the Maha Ancient Clan?"

Meng Chen was surprised. From the original work's descriptions, he could make a few guesses, but he did not know who had pursued Qing Yanjing.

When Qing Yanjing heard Meng Chen name the two great ancient clans, she was slightly surprised. Although she had guessed that Meng Chen knew quite a lot about her, she had not expected him to infer so much.

However, Qing Yanjing shook her head. "It was not them, though they were not unrelated to it. The ones who acted were the Extraterritorial Evil Clan."

As the Buddha Ancient Clan's once-in-ten-thousand-years goddess, born with the Eight Divine Veins and also the youngest Spirit Formation Grandmaster, she was naturally a target on the Extraterritorial Evil Clan's kill list.

After all, the Heavenly Evil God of the Extraterritorial Evil Clan had been sealed by the Immortal Emperor's Great Thousand Demon-Transforming Formation. How could the Extraterritorial Evil Clan possibly allow her to grow stronger?

Qing Yanjing had originally concealed her identity while training outside, but she was ambushed and besieged. She guessed that someone had most likely leaked her identity.

Among those besieging her was one Profound Demon Emperor equivalent to an Immortal-Grade Heavenly Sovereign, as well as several Nether Demon Emperors equivalent to Spirit-Grade Heavenly Sovereigns.

One of those Nether Demon Emperors was even from the Sacred Demon Clan.

To fight them, Qing Yanjing used every method at her disposal. In the end, she killed three Nether Demon Emperors, then used a spirit formation to trap the remaining Demon Emperors before escaping to the Hundred Spirit Continent.

There was no need for Qing Yanjing to say what happened afterward.

"That really was dangerous!" Meng Chen said with lingering fear.

Then Qing Yanjing's beautiful eyes fixed on Meng Chen. Her violet pupils reflected the youth's handsome, jade-like features as she asked in return, "What about you? You seem to know a great deal about me, as well as my Buddha Ancient Clan and the Maha Ancient Clan."

"As for me, Aunt Qing, I won't hide it from you. I'm actually not from the Great Thousand World. I come from the Heavenly Origin Realm."

Meng Chen brought out the explanation he had prepared long ago.

When traveling outside, one made up one's own identity. He would use it first and worry about the rest later.

"The Heavenly Origin Realm? What kind of world is that?"

Qing Yanjing was puzzled. She had read extensively through the Buddha Ancient Clan's many ancient records, yet she had never heard of a place called the Heavenly Origin Realm.

Hearing this, Meng Chen threw another bombshell at Qing Yanjing.

"It is normal that you do not know, Aunt Qing, because the Heavenly Origin Realm lies outside the Great Thousand World's domain. Moreover, the Heavenly Origin Realm is larger and even more prosperous than the Great Thousand World."

"The Extraterritorial Evil Clan you regard as the Great Thousand World's greatest enemy, as well as the Heavenly Evil God sealed by the Immortal Emperor, all came from the Heavenly Origin Realm..."