The Spirit Root Finally Forms

Under the exquisite and gentle caresses of Hong Yao's ten soft, boneless, and slightly cool jade fingers, the surging pure yang energy that had been accumulating within Dongfang Yueming's body for so long finally found an outlet.

The blood energy that had been rampaging through his limbs and bones, like an angry dragon trapped in a cage, was now being guided and channeled inch by inch by the gentle true energy flowing between Hong Yao's fingertips.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of masculine energy, like a volcanic eruption, carrying astonishing heat waves and dazzling crimson-gold light, surged forth from her cool, jade-like fingers, releasing themselves along the lines of her palm. A hot breeze swept by, even causing the gauze curtains hanging in the side room to flutter wildly in the invisible waves of energy.

Feeling the astonishing heat in her palm—as if holding a piece of red iron just pulled from lava—and the viscous, rich, almost liquid pure yang essence between her palm lines, Hong Yao's alluring gaze almost overflowed, a shimmering watery light appeared deep in her pupils, and even her breathing became a little more rapid.

"Dongfang Yueming, I know you are hiding a tremendous secret."

Hong Yao turned around and gently guided Dongfang Yueming to lie down on the soft couch. Her exquisitely beautiful face held an unprecedented solemnity and madness.

"To be able to Major Accomplishment the Spirit Nourishing Art Technique within ten days without any resources... you are no ordinary person."

"No matter who you are, today I will bestow upon you all of my 'Pure Yin Essence,' which I have cultivated diligently to this day and have never revealed even a fraction of.

Although the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor is a demonic sect, Hong Yao, as a deacon, has always used secret methods to lock away her primordial yin, preserving her virginity, all in order to find a true "dragon" who can lead her to soar to the heavens.

Now, she's betting everything on Dongfang Yueming.

"The harmony of Yin and Yang will help you ascend to immortality!"

Hong Yao cried out softly, her whole body burning like a raging fire as she plunged headlong into Dongfang Yueming's embrace.

In the instant their Ice Skin and Jade Bones intertwined, two completely opposite yet extremely pure true energies, one cold and one hot, erupted in a terrifying resonance within their bodies.

As the pure Yin energy entered his body, the pure Yang river within Dongfang Yueming instantly boiled. Without hesitation, he connected his mind with the system at that moment.

[System, fully charged! Level up to Perfection!]

"Boom--!!"

[Using the last 8 Source Point, the first chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art has been deduced to: 100% Perfection!]

[Current Panel: Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art - Chapter One (Perfection)]

With the forceful infusion of system power and the catalysis of the extremely pure virgin yin energy within Hong Yao's body.

In that instant, the liquid pure Pure Yang True Qi within Dongfang Yueming's body completely sublimated, condensing into a dark golden inner core embryo resembling a blazing sun, which spun wildly within his dantian.

"Buzz--!"

Inside the main hall, a dazzling, pure golden light suddenly shone forth.

Amidst this endless golden light, the Acquired Spirit Root deep within Dongfang Yueming's dantian finally condensed completely in this exhilarating union of yin and yang!

"Call..."

As the golden light faded, only heavy breathing remained in the main hall.

Hong Yao lay exhausted on Dongfang Yueming's chest, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, but her alluring eyes were filled with endless ecstasy and tenderness.

Because she could clearly feel that within the young man beneath her who had taken her virginity, a low-grade Low-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root, though somewhat weak, was shining brightly!

He succeeded!

On the couch, Hong Yao nestled languidly in Dongfang Yueming's arms. After a violent and intense sexual encounter, her voluptuous body felt increasingly weak and limp.

Her long, shapely legs Entanglement somewhat haphazardly around Dongfang Yueming's side, and her skin, set against the pink gauze curtain, shone with a warm, jade-like luster.

Having just experienced her first ejaculation, a faint blush remained on her stunningly beautiful face. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with tears as she gazed at the young man beside her with an almost worshipful and infatuated look.

At this moment, Dongfang Yueming was no longer a mortal being manipulated by others, but a true cultivator who had condensed a "Pure Yang Spirit Root".

"My little darling, you've really given your sister a wonderful surprise." Hong Yao sighed softly, extending her soft, boneless fingers to gently stroke Dongfang Yueming's firm yet warm and lustrous chest.

"Sister, you haven't wasted a single drop of the primordial yin energy you've cultivated through so much hard work."

Dongfang Yueming remained calm and smiled slightly. He could feel that the Low-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root within his body had been completely stabilized, and deep within his system panel, the vast, ocean-like Source Point still lay there quietly.

Hong Yao sat up, letting a wisp of gauze slip down, revealing her proud, full and firm breasts, like ripe peaches, and her plump, slender waist that seemed to yield water with a single grasp.

She took out a jade slip that emitted a faint red light from her bosom and solemnly handed it to Dongfang Yueming.

"This is the second chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art. Now that you have condensed your spiritual root, you are qualified to cultivate this technique. If you can master the second chapter, your spiritual root will advance further and transform into Mid-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root!"

Dongfang Yueming took the jade slip, and the system panel refreshed instantly.

[Cultivation Technique: Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art, Chapter Two (0/2, Not Yet Entry)]

[Is it really possible to Entry with just 2 Source Point...?]

Dongfang Yueming thought to herself, but on the surface she put on a grateful expression as if she had found a treasure.

"Thank you, Instructor. I will certainly live up to your expectations."

"Still call me Instructor?" Hong Yao said coquettishly, her Wushuang face close to his ear, gently nibbling his earlobe, her voice filled with endless allure. "From now on, in private, you should call me Sister, or... Yao'er."

A moment later, Hong Yao took out a communication jade talisman. Because Dongfang Yueming had created the greatest miracle in the thousands of years since the founding of the Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor Sect, she had to immediately inform the Golden Core Stage ancestor Ji Meiniang and the outer sect's senior sister Ziyuan.

The jade talisman was crushed, and a beam of red light shot into the sky in an instant, heading straight for the Nine Yin Hall, the deepest part of the sect.

Nine Yin Hall at this moment.

On the marble floor, a single, extremely luxurious white fox fur was laid out.

The fox fur was long and thick, snow-white and flawless, gleaming with a soft silver light under the candlelight. Ji Meiniang wore a half-open black gauze nightgown, the hem of which barely covered the top of her thighs, outlining her extremely mature and voluptuous body in a breathtaking way—her waist was slender, yet firm and strong due to years of cultivation, while her hips and buttocks were full like a full moon, the curve of the gauze robe filling out a stunning arc.

She was lounging lazily on the couch, one hand supporting her chin, the other casually holding a white jade cup. Her long, beautiful legs, encased in breathtakingly black silk, rested on the jade table. Her ankles were slender, her arches were high, and her ten delicate toes were slightly curled under the black silk, like budding magnolias.

Below, Ziyuan, dressed in a flowing purple fairy dress and with an icy demeanor, stood respectfully to the side.

suddenly.

A streak of red light pierced through the hall's protective barrier in an instant, exploding violently in front of Ji Meiniang. Hong Yao's voice, sharp with extreme excitement, echoed loudly in the empty hall:

"Ancestor! Senior Sister Ziyuan! Huge news!"

"Newcomer Hall Dongfang Yueming... without consuming any cultivation resources, mastered the first chapter of the Pure Yang Spirit-Nurturing Art in just ten days, and today, successfully condensed Low-Grade Pure Yang Spirit Root!"

"Buzz--!"

As soon as the voice fell, the vast Nine Yin Hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.

"Crack." The white jade cup that Ji Meiniang was playing with was instantly crushed into powder by her subconscious grip.

This seasoned Golden Core Stage female demon, who was used to seeing storms and never showed her emotions, suddenly stood up from the long couch for the first time. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the dissipating red light, filled with disbelief and horror!

"Ten days... no resources... first chapter Perfection?!"

Ji Meiniang's voice even trembled slightly.

Standing to the side, Ziyuan's beautiful face, which was usually cold and aloof like an eternally snow-capped mountain, was now completely cracked, revealing an expression of extreme shock and disbelief.

"This... this is absolutely impossible..." Ziyuan murmured absentmindedly, her heart pounding wildly.

However, after the ultimate shock...

An indescribable, burning sense of shame and panic suddenly ignited within Ziyuan's chest.

She suddenly remembered the utterly absurd yet incredibly alluring "promise" her master Ji Meiniang, had made to her in the Nine Yin Hall just two days prior.

"If anyone manages to condense Low-Grade Spirit Root first... I'll take the liberty of having him take off your shoes and massage your feet, how about that?"

Even Ji Meiniang herself had made a promise in front of more than two hundred young men in the main hall of the Newcomer Hall:

"If anyone can condense a mid-grade Qi within a month... I grant him special permission to enter the Nine Yin Hall, and allow him to hold my feet and knead and serve me to his heart's content all night long..."

Although Dongfang Yueming has only condensed the lower grade, and is still one step away from Ji Meiniang's middle grade promise, with his almost miraculous cultivation speed, breaking through to the middle grade is probably just a matter of a few days!

This means that... the handsome young man, whose appearance is almost demonic, will soon be present before this pair of stunningly beautiful master and disciple, carrying two "rewards" that would drive any man mad!

"Master... what should we do?" Ziyuan bit her red lips in a panic. A tempting blush quickly spread across her cold and beautiful face. Her hands clutched the hem of her skirt helplessly, and even her voice trembled slightly.

After a brief moment of shock, Ji Meiniang's gaze slowly fell on Ziyuan's long, straight legs wrapped in white silk, and she couldn't help but let out a wild and seductive laugh.

"Hehehe... My good disciple, what are you panicking about?"

Ji Meiniang raised her two full, jade-like feet, encased in black stockings, and swung them playfully in the Xukong, her beautiful eyes filled with languor and greed.

"It seems that our Ultimate Bliss Immortal Ancestor has truly gained an extraordinary 'true dragon'."

"Go, get your favorite pairs of ice-silk white stockings ready. Our 'hero'... is about to come and ask us, master and disciple, for this double reward!"