The clouds dispersed and the rain cleared, leaving the room filled with warmth.
Lu Changfeng had finally succeeded in merging the Formation Disks of the Dragon Soaring and Serpent Coiling formations into the Eight Formations Diagram.
With that, he had acquired five of the eight formations. Their configurations linked together, and the Five Elements Rotation had begun to take shape.
Its power had more than merely doubled!
For the moment, however, that heaven-shaking, earth-moving power had been reined in.
Within the brocade bed curtains of the inner chamber, the atmosphere was languid and intimate.
Li Lingyue had shed her elaborate, sumptuous court robes and wore only a small silk undergarment. Her coiffure had loosened slightly, her raven hair cascading like a waterfall as she rested her head on Lu Changfeng's chest.
With her eyes closed, she listened to the steady, powerful heartbeat within his chest. That "thump, thump" rhythm seemed to carry a strange soothing power, allowing the nerves she had kept taut for days to relax completely.
After a moment of silence, she asked softly, "What exactly happened over in Youzhou...? The military dispatch only reported a great victory, saying that Geluo Lu, the Left Wing Chaqa of the Göktürks, and a Shaman were killed. It was vague about the details." She lifted her eyelids, her long lashes brushing Lu Changfeng's skin. "Tell me about it."
At her question, Lu Changfeng gave her a concise account of his journey to Youzhou, from its causes to its aftermath.
His tone was calm, and he deliberately glossed over many of the dangers. But what sort of woman was Li Lingyue? A few key words were all she needed to sketch out a picture of heart-stopping peril at every step, with murderous threats lurking on every side.
She listened quietly without interrupting,