111: Chapter 111 The Second Break of the Rules! Even the Emperor's Back Isn't Made of Iron!

The efficacy of the improved version of "the great emperor is also crazy" is twice that of the original.

What does this mean?

It means that Jiang Yi's twenty-five-day record was merely a warm-up compared to Nangong Waner.

The Yin-attribute flame spiritual power of the Ultimate Dao Li Fire True Art was completely activated during Dual Cultivation.

The collision between the Li Fire Origin within Nangong Waner and Lu Chen's Great Emperor Essence Yang was not a gentle Fusion of Yin and Yang, but a violent impact of two extreme forces.

Every collision was extremely intense, one could say:

The night is deep, the curtains sway gently, sweat soaks the Shark-silk as the spring scenery teases.

Souls are completely drunk, passion is hard to dispel, the Clouds and Rain over Mount Wu surge like waves.

Fast as a sudden rain hitting banana leaves, slow as a floating thread winding around willow tips.

The night is deep and the dew is heavy, forgetting dusk and dawn, truly making one's mind wander and their soul turn upside down in infatuation.

Jiang Taixu and Ji Rushuang took action to barely suppress the commotion.

Jiang Yi arrived at the guest courtyard entrance on the very first day.

The door wouldn't open.

It wasn't that she couldn't break it down, but that Ji Rushuang held her back from behind.

“Stop it, the Old Ancestors are all watching.”

Ji Rushuang's voice was neither cold nor warm.

“You've already had your fill; it's time to let someone else have a bite.”

Jiang Yi could only whimper, while the two elders of the Nangong Family beamed with joy.

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The thirty days of Lu Chen and Nangong Waner.

On the thirtieth day, Lu Chen finally felt the effects of the medicine fading.

Nangong Waner lay on top of him, her breathing steady, her cheeks glowing with a rosy luster.

The Li Fire True Art completed its transformation during these thirty days of Dual Cultivation; her cultivation climbed from the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor to the absolute Peak of the ninth level, only half a step away from becoming a Great Emperor.

Her condition was excessively good.

Lu Chen's condition was ridiculously bad, though he remained calm on the surface—how could a man ever say he can't handle it!

In his heart: [She's fine, but I'm not! Most likely, my kidneys are overdrawn!]

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But he had to fight again, to tame her completely and establish his authority, rather than just indulging in pleasure!

Another three days.

During these three days, although the medicine's effect had faded, Nangong Waner had not.

Her slight yandere trait, instead of fading after getting Lu Chen...

Was instead completely ignited. Possessiveness, paranoia, and obsession all transformed into the most primal demands.

Lu Chen felt like a small boat in the middle of a vast ocean.

Wind and waves surged from all directions as he held the rudder and set sail.

The Great Emperor's Body, that perfect Physical Body said to be impervious to all laws and immune to all poisons, showed a long-lost "weakness" after more than fifty consecutive days of exhaustion.

But these were all minor issues.

[Is this fucking cultivation or being juiced?]

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On the morning after the thirty-third day, Nangong Waner was finally satisfied.

She lay on Lu Chen's chest, her peach blossom eyes half-squinted, the curve of her lips so wide it could hold a teapot.

She lowered her head, leaning close to Lu Chen's left shoulder.

Opened her mouth.

And bit down.

It wasn't gentle; she used force.

The teeth of a ninth-level Quasi-Emperor Peak bit into the skin of a Great Emperor's Body, penetrating the protective Origin Qi and leaving a deep bite mark.

Blood seeped out.

The blood of a Great Emperor dripped onto the brocade quilt, a purple-gold light flashing and vanishing.

Lu Chen hissed in pain but didn't dodge.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he had no strength.

Nangong Waner released her bite, her tongue licking the bloodstain at the corner of her mouth, her peach blossom eyes filled with post-satisfaction laziness.

She pressed her fingertip against the bite mark, her voice very soft.

“Mine.”

Lu Chen turned his head to look at the bite mark on his shoulder; it was deep enough to see bone. With his recovery power as a Great Emperor, such a wound should have healed instantly.

But it didn't.

The Li-Fire Law of Nangong Waner remained on the edges of the bite mark, preventing it from healing.

If this bite mark were from someone of the same rank, it would take a long time to dissipate naturally.

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Lu Chen supported his waist and sat up from the bed.

Nangong Waner got out of bed. Her movements were agile, her complexion rosy, and her waist so supple she didn't look like someone who had just undergone thirty-three days of high-intensity exercise.

She tidied her purple robe, bound her long hair, and turned to walk in front of Lu Chen.

She cupped his face with both hands.

Leaned down.

And kissed him deeply.

It wasn't violent, but gentle.

Lips met, breaths mingled, carrying the unique slight heat of the Li-Fire Law.

When she let go, her forehead rested against his.

“Lu Chen.”

“You are mine now, too.”

There was no madness or paranoia in her peach blossom eyes, only a sense of peace after being completely filled.

Lu Chen looked into her eyes and remained silent for three breaths.

“Nangong Waner.”

“Hmm?”

“I think I finally understand.” The expression on his face was so complex it was twisted into a knot.

“Even a Great Emperor's waist isn't made of iron.”

He paused for another breath.

“You women are fiercer than tigers.”

Nangong Waner laughed, her peach blossom eyes curving into crescents.

She reached out and ruffled his hair.

“Be good, I'll come for you again next time. Wait for me!”

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth twitched several times.

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After Nangong Waner left, Lu Chen sat alone on the bed.

The room was a mess. He sat cross-legged amidst the pile of quilts and closed his eyes.

His Dao Heart was shattered.

The defensive line of his Dao Heart, which he had cultivated for hundreds of years to be "pure-hearted with few desires, a salted fish dedicated to the Dao," had nothing left under the offensive of two consecutive rounds of aphrodisiacs.

Memories of abstaining from sex in his past life surfaced again.

Deleting then downloading, downloading then deleting, over and over again, until finally his Dao Heart lay shattered on the ground.

This life was the same.

[I resisted, it was useless.]

[I struggled, it was useless.]

[I could endure my spiritual power being sealed, but I couldn't endure the aphrodisiac. I couldn't endure a ninth-level Quasi-Emperor, and I certainly couldn't endure when my parents-in-law, with their Great Emperor Peak foundations, helped hold me down.]

He opened his eyes.

[Since I can't resist, I might as well just lie flat.]

As soon as this thought emerged, his whole body relaxed.

[I've struggled for hundreds of years, cultivated to the Great Emperor Peak, slashed through the Heavenly Gate, wiped out heroes, endured the Nine Heavens Tribulation Thunder, and survived the siege of ten thousand races.]

[Can't I fucking enjoy myself for once?]

[I'm not ascending, nor am I going to the Immortal Realm to mine. Why continue to be celibate and self-disciplined to get stronger? How much stronger can I get? Fight myself?]

He remembered what the System had once said—to become an immortal in the Mortal World.

The Mortal World.

Love, hate, passions, and the seven emotions and six desires; joys and sorrows, partings and reunions.

Isn't this exactly what the Mortal World is?

One moment drugged and taken by his fiancée, the next moment his ex-girlfriend replicates the prescription for a second round.

His mortal life was excessively exciting, truly a case of "the vast Mortal World is full of vibrant colors, while the path of clouds and water stretches far to the horizon."

Lu Chen let out a long breath and collapsed backward into the pile of quilts.

[I'll accept whoever comes; I'll just lie flat and enjoy.]

[This is my new Dao.]

In his mind, the loli voice rang out at the right time.

[Detected a fundamental shift in the host's Dao Heart—evolving from a "Ascetic Salted Fish" to a "Hedonistic Salted Fish"!]

[Congratulations, Host! You've realized it. From now on, the Fairies better cover their butts! Hehe!]

[Cultivating the Dao is cultivating the heart, Host! Being happy is what matters most!]

Lu Chen closed his eyes.

What he didn't know was that during these thirty-three days, three little girls had been "listening" from beginning to end.

Yes, eavesdropping.

Three little girls, three different reactions.

And at this moment, the atmosphere among them was subtle to the extreme as they each returned to their rooms!