133: Chapter 133 A Half-Hesitant Break of the Rules! Helping Yao Xi Overcome Her Inner Demons!

The moment Yao Xi's lips touched his, Lu Chen's Divine Sense instinctively swept through her Meridians.

With this sweep, he was shocked.

The spiritual power within Yao Xi could no longer be described as merely 'turbulent'.

A Heart Demon.

This wasn't an ordinary mental knot; it was the most lethal Heart Demon backlash a cultivator could face.

Hundreds of years of obsession weighed down on her dao foundation, accumulating over time until it had eroded her Foundation to the brink of collapse.

Lu Chen had seen many people die from Heart Demons.

The higher the cultivation, the more intense the Heart Demon.

Once a Heart Demon backlash at the Saint Realm Peak erupted, at best, one's dao foundation would be destroyed, turning them into a cripple; at worst, their Divine Soul would shatter, leaving no chance for Reincarnation.

At this moment, the Heart Demon within Yao Xi was only a hair's breadth away from a full-scale eruption.

She was holding onto her last breath just to kiss him.

If he were to push her away now...

A scene flashed through Lu Chen's mind.

Hundreds of years ago, that woman who chased him, hell-bent on beating him to death.

Blushing as she cursed him for being a Lecher, chasing him for three whole months, then facing danger and escaping together...

Later, sitting on a cliff, she tossed him a jug of wine and said one thing.

“Lu Chen, if you don't return my bellyband, then you have to remember me.”

Lu Chen closed his eyes.

In his mind, the System was still chirping away, but he directly blocked that loli voice.

“Yao Xi.”

He spoke in a very low voice, his lips pressed against hers as their breaths intertwined.

Yao Xi's eyelashes trembled, and she looked at him with reddened eyes.

“You win.”

Lu Chen sighed, lowering his right hand from its rigid state, his fingers spreading and firmly gripping Yao Xi's lower back.

With her slender waist in his arms, human nature became even harder to suppress.

He pressed her a bit closer into his embrace.

Lifting his left hand, he pressed his palm against her spine.

Great Emperor Origin Power seeped from his palm—warm, heavy, and carrying the lingering resonance of Nanming Li Fire—pouring inch by inch into her Meridians.

It wasn't a forced infusion, but a guided one.

Lu Chen's technique was extremely precise. The Origin power bypassed all damaged Meridian nodes, first establishing a temporary spiritual power circulation channel within her body to stabilize her collapsing Qi Sea.

Yao Xi's body suddenly stiffened as her entire being was filled to the brim!

She felt that power—warm to the bone, domineering as it surged into her various small acupoints without reason, never stopping, crashing through everything.

After that power entered the vital acupoints, it would occasionally linger, but even then it was active, like a stirring motion inside, breaking apart the stagnant Spiritual Qi!

“You...”

Lu Chen didn't give her a chance to finish.

With a pull of his hand, both of them lost their balance and fell together into the warm Yaochi Holy Spring behind them.

Water splashed everywhere as the spring water submerged them.

The warmth of the Holy Spring touched their skin, and Spiritual Qi seeped in through every pore, intertwining with Lu Chen's Great Emperor Origin Power to form a natural Dual Cultivation environment.

Yao Xi's hands gripped his collar, her whole body pressed against him, trembling, but her eyes remained fixed on him, unblinking.

“I was afraid you'd run,” she whispered.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi, a dignified Prodigy of this era for hundreds of years, now spoke words no different from a young girl's.

Lu Chen used his thumb to wipe away the droplets on her face, unable to tell if they were spring water or tears.

“I can't run anymore.”

His voice carried a hint of self-deprecation.

“Your Grandmaster has welded the door shut.”

Yao Xi buried her face in the crook of Lu Chen's neck and murmured something so quietly that only the two of them could hear.

Lu Chen didn't answer, but his arms tightened slightly.

The temperature of the Holy Spring was rising.

It wasn't being heated artificially; it was a resonance of heaven and earth triggered by the spiritual power resonance within their bodies.

Lu Chen's Great Emperor Origin was Pure Yang to the extreme, while the West Emperor Scripture Yao Xi cultivated was of the feminine Yin lineage. The two forces merged at every inch of skin-to-skin contact, Yin and Yang generating one another as the Great Dao rotated on its own.

Dual Cultivation, the most primitive and direct method of cultivation.

Lu Chen used to scoff at it.

But at this moment, he had to admit—it was comfortable!

His Origin power followed the nodes where they merged, driving straight into Yao Xi's Qi Sea.

They surged wildly, attempting to expel the invading force.

But that was the Origin of a Great Emperor Peak.

A man who already stood at the pinnacle of cultivators in the mortal world—his power pouring into the body of a Saint Realm Peak was like a great river flooding a pond.

The black Qi was forced back—one meridian, two Meridians, three.

With every meridian cleared, Yao Xi's body trembled violently, her fingers digging into Lu Chen's shoulders, her nails leaving bloody marks.

Lu Chen didn't make a sound, letting her pinch him.

To a Great Emperor's Physical Body, this injury was less than a mosquito bite.

Time passed bit by bit.

The glow of the Spiritual Moss in the grotto changed from deep blue to pale gold, and a thin layer of seven-colored light floated on the surface of the Holy Spring—those were the Impurities and Heart Demon remnants cleared from Yao Xi's body.

By the time the seventh meridian was cleared, Yao Xi's entire aura suddenly surged.

Her cultivation fluctuations, which had been erratic, became as steady as a rock.

Saint Realm Peak—stabilized, but it wasn't enough.

The cracks on Yao Xi's dao foundation had not yet fully healed, and the root of the Heart Demon was still embedded in the deepest part.

It was a knot, a dead knot formed by hundreds of years of obsession, something that could not be shattered by external force.

She had to do it herself.

Lu Chen's palm pressed against her spine as he sent a voice transmission: “Look at me.”

Yao Xi looked up, his face reflected in her autumn-water eyes on her wet face.

“I am your Heart Demon,” Lu Chen said.

“Then use me to break it.”

Yao Xi's pupils dilated.

She felt it—under the impact of that warm-to-scorching power, she was satisfied, her Heart Demon no longer existed, and her body was entirely filled with Lu Chen's spiritual power.

She was filled to the brim!

Crack.

It was a sound only Yao Xi herself could hear.

The sound of the Heart Demon shattering.

The shackles that had plagued her for hundreds of years snapped loudly at this moment.

Immediately following, her cultivation, which had been suppressed by the Heart Demon for who knows how long, surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.

The Spiritual Qi in the Holy Spring rushed into her body like crazy, all the cracks on her dao foundation healed, and brand-new Law patterns emerged spontaneously.

The barrier of the Saint Realm Peak shattered.

At this moment, her cultivation broke into the Supreme Realm.

Above the Yaochi Holy Land, Nine-Colored Light suddenly descended from the clear sky, the Yaochi Immortal Lotuses bloomed in unison, and the Laws of Heaven and Earth manifested as visible patterns, circling and intertwining above the entire immortal mountain.

A Breakthrough Phenomenon, at the summit of the Yaochi Holy Land.

Han Yunxi sat cross-legged on a green lotus, her thin lips under the immortal veil curving into a satisfied arc.

She raised her hand, her fingertip lightly tapping the Void Realm, completely shielding the heavenly phenomena drawn by Yao Xi's Breakthrough to prevent outside prying.

“This kid.”

Her voice was very soft, carrying a trace of tenderness she hadn't even noticed herself.

“His technique is quite gentle.”

She paused for a breath.

The light in her eyes under the veil flickered, and she suddenly turned her head toward the Eastern Wasteland Region, the arc of her mouth widening further.

“That girl Ling Yuling probably won't be able to sit still; another rival has appeared, hahaha! She must definitely regret being that Lu kid's Revered Master now!”

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