CHAPTER 366: CHAPTER 159: THE SECOND DUAL CULTIVATION! JI HONGXIU’S SILVER... DAO PATTERN! (6K)_4

Chen Mo raised his hand and placed it on her shoulder, feeling the tender body tremble sharply.

"Don’t be nervous, I don’t intend to do anything to you." Chen Mo transferred True Yuan over and said, "See if there’s a way to form a Cycle of True Yuan within the body without causing Dao Power fluctuations?"

Since they had nothing better to do on the road, they might as well explore the issue of Dual Cultivation.

Although using the Empress as a power source was enjoyable, if he wanted to act as a connector, he first needed to find a way to block the Empress’s perception.

Ling Ningzhi asked in confusion, "Did you invite me here just for this matter?"

Chen Mo retorted, "What else?"

"N-no reason."

Ling Ningzhi let out a slight sigh of relief and began to seriously perceive that strand of True Yuan.

About half a moment later, she slowly opened her eyes.

Chen Mo asked, "How is it? Any progress?"

Ling Ningzhi replied, "As long as you don’t comprehend that strand of Dao Power in the True Yuan, you can avoid fluctuations, but the prerequisite is to control it with full concentration. Once it merges with your own Primordial Qi, it might trigger..."

Chen Mo frowned.

In that kind of situation, how could control be so precise?

"Is there any other way?"

Ling Ningzhi thought for a moment and said, "The Secret Technique of Tianshu Pavilion, ’Thousand Mechanism Introduction,’ can consolidate Primordial Qi, perhaps it doesn’t require self-control and can achieve the blocking effect."

"Then let’s give it a try."

Chen Mo patted his thigh and said, "This time, you can sit on my whip."

?

Before Ling Ningzhi could react, he pulled her into his embrace, his two large hands moving upward, with fingertips deeply sinking into the soft flesh.

"Hmm~"

Ling Ningzhi tilted her head and let out a gentle moan.

Her cheeks flushed hot, and she trembled while trying hard to suppress the strange sensation, saying in a quivering voice, "Didn’t you say you wouldn’t do this to me..."

"I changed my mind."

"..."

"Now try again, see if that ’Thousand Mechanism Introduction’ works?"

"Hmm..."

Ling Ningzhi attempted to operate the cultivation technique.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo’s large hands began to roam, with fingertips exuding scorching heat.

Ling Ningzhi’s body trembled more violently, the blush spreading from her ear tips down to her neck, her pale skin tinged with soft pink like blooming spring crabapple.

As the heat surged towards plumpness, her legs suddenly clamped together, exclaiming, "Wait, wait, no..."

Yet, as soon as she finished speaking, it was already too late.

Under the scorching firepower, it seemed a string snapped in her mind.

Her mind went blank, eyes rolled back, long legs stretched straight, a muffled whimper escaping from her mouth.

Then she lay weakly in Chen Mo’s embrace, as if all her bones were pulled out, her hands unconsciously clutching Chen Mo’s clothes, her body occasionally twitching.

"Can’t hold out any longer already?"

Chen Mo lifted his hand and struck down, causing ripples, and scolded, "Useless dog, hurry up and continue cultivating."

"Mmph..."

The already feeble Ling Ningzhi almost fainted from the slap, shivering like sifting bran, taking nearly half an hour to recover.

Her pearly teeth bit hard on her lip, her moist eyes filled with shame.

Knowing this man would play dirty, yet still proactively delivering herself, truly her mind was broken...

"Mr. Chen, can I rest for a while..."

"Hmm?"

"I beg, beg Master..."

...

...

Fuyun Mountain.

In the Heavenly Pond behind the mountain, Ji Hongxiu removed her clothing and sat cross-legged in the clear pool water.

Her eyes slightly closed, five hearts facing the sky, and her forehead exuded fine beads of sweat, as if she was striving to endure something.

The pattern on the inside of her left leg glowed intensely red, the blood-colored halo flowing slowly within, each inch of movement disturbing the breath, her vermilion lips slightly parted, breathing becoming more rapid.

"Dan Zhong Bao Ri, Jade Liquid Returning Pill, Scales Bursting, shine on the mud pill."

"Illusions like dewdrops, fall into the abyss, twelve towers, all as spectators."

Ji Hongxiu recited incantations in a low voice.

Yet, the voice gradually turned strange, as if two contrasting tone lines of coolness and enchantment intertwined.

"Sever cause and effect, self-imposed net, rise of immeasurable calamity, then attest... Great Desolation..."

The voice abruptly stopped at the last word.

Subsequently, her eyes slowly opened, the once clear eyes now turning charming as threads.

"Hmph, let you lock me in the dark room, the taste of Dao imprint eroding the body is uncomfortable, right?"

"Attempting to resist with the Nine Luminaries Revolving Light Spell, otherwise it wouldn’t be my turn so soon..."

She stood up, lazily stretching her waist, revealing an exquisite curve.

Seemingly thinking of something, her fingers lightly calculated, her moth eyebrows frowning, giving a soft query.

"Strange..."

With a wave of her raised hand, a blood-colored Daoist robe adhered to her body. With a step forward, her figure suddenly vanished.