Secret Realm Spring Passion: Jiang Xuan and Leng Lingshuang's Peril

The deepest reaches of the Everlasting Heaven Secret Realm.

Amid a field of corpses, only Jiang Xuan and Leng Lingshuang remained. The entire space was exceptionally silent.

"Ling Shuang, we've obtained the opportunity. Should we head back now?"

Jiang Xuan asked.

"Brother Jiang Xuan, the spiritual energy here is more than ten times richer than outside. We can cultivate here for a while before returning."

After pondering for a moment, Leng Lingshuang spoke softly.

"That makes sense. This Everlasting Heaven Secret Realm truly is a rare cultivation ground, especially within this grand formation that gathers Yin and Yang energy."

Jiang Xuan nodded upon hearing this.

Then, he took out a Yin-Yang Divine Fruit and swallowed it in one bite.

Huh???

Jiang Xuan's action thoroughly startled Leng Lingshuang.

First, the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit was an Undying Medicine. The energy contained within it was enough to burst a Saint Realm expert apart.

Second, the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit could not be consumed directly. Otherwise, it was no different from taking an aphrodisiac. Without timely Yin-Yang harmonization, one might even die on the spot.

"Brother Jiang Xuan, you..."

Leng Lingshuang's expression changed. Before she could warn Jiang Xuan, he had already swallowed a Yin-Yang Divine Fruit.

The fruit's medicinal effect took hold incredibly quickly. Almost instantly, Jiang Xuan's face turned scarlet red, and even his eyes became bloodshot.

At that moment, Jiang Xuan only felt an uncontrollable fire of desire burning throughout his body. It made it difficult for him to think normally, let alone remain calm.

As he looked at Leng Lingshuang's flawless, delicate body, his mouth went dry, and the fire rising in his heart desperately needed to be extinguished.

"Ling Shuang, I..."

Jiang Xuan felt incomparably tormented. Staring fixedly at Leng Lingshuang like a beast that had spotted a little lamb, his eyes were crimson as he wished only to possess her.

However, the last shred of reason he retained still allowed him to restrain himself, preventing him from doing anything excessive.

"Brother Jiang Xuan, you consumed the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit. You must undergo Yin-Yang harmonization..."

Seeing Jiang Xuan in such agony, Leng Lingshuang could not bear it.

At that moment, she lightly bit her pearly teeth, her small hands clutching her skirt. She seemed somewhat at a loss, her expression exceedingly complicated.

After hesitating for a moment, determination suddenly appeared on Leng Lingshuang's face, as though she had made some momentous decision.

The next second, she likewise took out a Yin-Yang Divine Fruit and swallowed it in one bite. Then she stretched out a hand and lightly swept it through the air.

A red barrier instantly formed, enveloping both her and Jiang Xuan.

"After all, it already happened once in that secret realm. Besides, you are Brother Xuan Jiang. So what harm is there in falling together once more?"

Leng Lingshuang gazed at Jiang Xuan, who had completely lost his reason. Her brows and eyes were as gentle as water as she murmured softly and slowly removed her red dress.

At that moment, Jiang Xuan, like a crazed beast, suddenly charged at Leng Lingshuang and pounced on her.

Leng Lingshuang gently opened her arms.

Within the blood-red barrier, two figures overlapped.

Inside, spring passion filled the air.

Meanwhile.

The outside world.

The entire Northern Region, Eastern Wilderness, and even the Western Desert erupted into turmoil.

For a time, the leaders of every major force flew into a rage.

The reason was naturally that the Soul Lamps of their prodigies and successors had gone out!

That meant the foremost prodigies of their forces had fallen, losing their chance to contend in the Golden Age.

How could such an outcome not infuriate them?

However, since no one had yet safely emerged from Everlasting Heaven, they could not determine whether their successors had been killed or had simply fallen within Everlasting Heaven.

Thus, they all rushed toward Everlasting Heaven in the Northern Region, intending to seal off its exit.

If anyone truly managed to emerge safely.

Then the deaths of their successors would certainly be connected to that person who returned alive.

And that person would surely suffer their joint revenge!

Rumble! Rumble!

Spirit vessels set out one after another.

One could imagine that the Northern Region would soon become incomparably lively.

Northern Region, Jiang Family.

Within a secret chamber.

Jiang Wuhui, Jiang Ruochen, and a number of Jiang Family elders had gathered, their expressions both delighted and grave.

"There are rumors among the various forces that their successors have fallen. Fortunately, Xuan'er is fine and still alive... But the various forces are all heading toward the Northern Region. If Xuan'er emerges safely from Everlasting Heaven, he will likely face retaliation from them as well..."

Jiang Wuhui looked at the still-burning Soul Lamp before him and spoke softly, his expression somewhat grave.

Jiang Xuan had not died. That was good news.

But if Jiang Xuan alone had survived, then it was not purely good news.

It was foreseeable that Jiang Xuan would face targeting from all the major forces, perhaps even frenzied retaliation.

If it were only the Northern Region, that would be manageable. Jiang Wuhui alone could deal with the various forces.

But those who had entered Everlasting Heaven this time included prodigies from the Northern Region, the Eastern Wilderness, and even the Western Desert.

If the major forces of all three regions attacked Jiang Xuan together, even he would likely feel powerless.

After all, the Eastern Wilderness was even more prosperous than the Northern Region, while the Western Desert was filled with mystery and the unknown. Even Jiang Wuhui did not dare claim he could handle so many experts.

"Yes, facing so many forces from three regions, our Jiang Family may truly find it difficult to withstand them..."

"Those people are truly shameless. Their own prodigies died while fighting for opportunities, yet they still want to drag down the victor who returned safely!"

The Jiang Family elders discussed the matter, none of them looking particularly well.

"It's fine. As long as Little Xuan is alive, that is enough. If those shameless old fellows come, then even if I must stake this old life of mine, I will definitely protect Little Xuan!"

At that moment, an aged yet calm and confident voice rang out.

It was Jiang Ruochen, the Jiang Family's Ninth Ancestor.

At that moment, an incomparably resolute light shone from Jiang Ruochen's somewhat clouded eyes. His face was solemn as he said:

"Little Xuan is the hope of our Jiang Family, our only spark! It does not matter if I die. So long as Little Xuan does not die, in a hundred years—no, he only needs ten years—he will rise up and sweep through all the major forces!"

"Ninth Ancestor, too many forces are involved this time. Even you may find it difficult to resolve this... Besides, your body..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuhui looked at Jiang Ruochen's resolute face, his eyes reddening as he spoke softly.

"Ha ha ha! Wuhui, when have the sons of the Jiang Family ever feared death? Besides, I am already nearing the end of my life. If my death can ensure Little Xuan's survival, it would be more than worth it!"

Jiang Ruochen suddenly laughed, every word sonorous and forceful.

Jiang Wuhui fell silent.

Jiang Xuan was his son, and even more so, the son toward whom he bore deep guilt. Of course he wanted Jiang Xuan to live.

But as the head of the Jiang Family, an imperial clan, he also had to consider the Jiang Family's future.

This dilemma, impossible to satisfy on both sides, left his heart incomparably conflicted.

If possible, he would rather exchange his own death for Jiang Xuan's life, yet he was unwilling to watch the Jiang Family decline.

"Patriarch, the Ninth Ancestor is right. With Young Master Jiang Xuan's talent, if he is allowed to live, he will not need a hundred years. Ten years will be enough for him to make a comeback and ascend to the pinnacle. What we need to do is... protect him no matter the price!"

At that moment, a Jiang Family elder spoke up.

"Exactly!! Young Master Jiang Xuan's talent is unmatched throughout the ages. Even the ancient Great Emperors of history could not compare to him! All of us may die, but he alone cannot!!"

"Indeed. So long as Jiang Xuan lives, the spark of our Jiang Family will never be extinguished!"

The Jiang Family elders spoke one after another.

"Then..."

Jiang Wuhui's eyes reddened. After a pause, he said, "Then let us, for Jiang Xuan's sake, fear no price!"

"Good!"

"Good!"

Within the secret chamber, the voices of the Jiang Family elders echoed for a long time without fading.

Northern Region, Heavenly Demon Sect.

Sect Master Lian Nishang had also learned the news that the prodigies of many forces had all died within Everlasting Heaven.

When she first received this news, her heart jolted, and she became incomparably worried for Leng Lingshuang.

Only after seeing that Leng Lingshuang's Soul Lamp still burned did she finally set her mind at ease.

But when she realized the same problem facing the Jiang Family.

Her heart became worried once more.

If the major forces joined together and insisted that the returning survivors were the murderers of their successors, how should she respond?

Burdened by such worry, Lian Nishang was restless and absent-minded, yet she could not think of any way to break the deadlock.

After all, the Heavenly Demon Sect was not even considered a top force in the Northern Region. Its strongest expert was merely at the Grand Saint Realm, and only in its early stage. How could it contend against those ancient, long-established powers of the Eastern Wilderness and Western Desert?

"Ling Shuang, you should not have waded into the muddy waters of Everlasting Heaven..."

Lian Nishang sighed helplessly.