263: Wu Meier's Choice

"Then what are you still standing there for? You're already like this, do you expect this seat to take the initiative?"

A captivating smile curled at the corners of Ling Yanyun's mouth as her beautiful eyes glanced lightly at a certain part of Yang Lingchen's body.

Looking at Ling Yanyun's peerless face and her eyes full of charm, Yang Lingchen was momentarily at a loss.

"Sister Yanyun, isn't it because I'm afraid you'll hit me!" Yang Lingchen scratched his head awkwardly and gave a sheepish laugh.

"If you keep blathering, this seat will cripple you," Ling Yanyun chided softly. After speaking, she slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

"Holy crap!" Yang Lingchen could no longer control his excited emotions as the desire in his heart surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.

Yang Lingchen no longer hesitated and pressed his lips directly against Ling Yanyun's tender ones.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen went completely wild.

The lips of the two merged together in such a simple and crude manner.

The passionate collision caused their breathing to gradually quicken, as if the surrounding air was heating up.

The entire hot spring pool was enveloped in an ambiguous aura. Slight ripples rose on the water's surface, as if moved by the intimacy of this pair of lovers.

The mist in the hot spring pool grew denser, and the figures of the two became indistinct within it, as if merging into one with this fairyland... Early the next morning.

Yang Lingchen sat cross-legged on a huge rock beside the hot spring. At this moment, his body was filled with an extremely pure force of Yin Essence.

This power surged through his Meridians, bringing a swelling and powerful sensation.

Yang Lingchen took a deep breath, focused his mind, and frantically refined this pure surge of energy.

As Yang Lingchen's Cultivation Technique operated, the surrounding Spiritual Qi continuously gathered and was absorbed into his body. His aura gradually rose, and soon his cultivation level reached the Peak of the third layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom...!

A burst of violent spiritual energy fluctuations emanated from his body. Yang Lingchen felt his Meridians clear and his power surge.

“Fourth layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.”

After breaking through to the fourth layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm, Yang Lingchen's body was still filled with a large amount of Yin Essence. He dared not slacken in the slightest and continued to refine it with all his strength.

Boom... Boom... Boom... Boom!

Powerful energy once again impacted his Meridians and Dantian. Yang Lingchen gritted his teeth, enduring the pain and pleasure brought by this power.

“Fifth layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.”

“Sixth layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.”

With the aid of this pure Yin Essence, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level advanced triumphantly, only slowly coming to a halt once he reached the Peak of the sixth layer of the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

Yang Lingchen opened his eyes, and two beams of sharp light shot out from them. Feeling the surging power within him, his heart was filled with confidence.

"Not bad. With your current combat strength, dealing with the upcoming situation should be more than enough."

By this time, Ling Yanyun had already dressed and was elegantly drinking tea by the hot spring pool.

Her gaze fell upon Yang Lingchen, carrying a hint of satisfaction and appreciation.

"Thank you, Sister Yanyun."

Yang Lingchen stood up and bowed to Ling Yanyun, his heart filled with gratitude.

"Give me your sound transmission talisman," Ling Yanyun said, setting down her teacup.

"Mm!" Yang Lingchen nodded, then took out his sound transmission talisman and handed it to Ling Yanyun.

"Be ready for battle at any moment from now on," Ling Yanyun said with a grave expression and a serious tone.

"Sister Yanyun, I think it's necessary for us to set up a defensive Formation on the outskirts of the Haoyue Demon Palace. That way, when the enemy comes, we can seize the initiative," Yang Lingchen said after a moment of reflection.

"You know Formations?" Ling Yanyun's brow arched, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Mm... yes!" Yang Lingchen nodded.

"Then I'll leave it to you to handle! If you need any Materials, just tell Ling Tun."

Ling Yanyun did not doubt Yang Lingchen's ability to set up a Formation. She believed that since he had suggested it, he must have the capability.

"Sister Yanyun, look, since our relationship is already like this, can I make a request?" A sheepish smile appeared on Yang Lingchen's face, his eyes holding a hint of expectation.

"What request? Speak!" Ling Yanyun said.

"That... can I not be the Saint?" Yang Lingchen said cautiously.

"What? You think the status is too low?" Ling Yanyun laughed, her eyes holding a hint of playfulness.

"Yes!" Yang Lingchen nodded.

"Then how about you become the Palace Master?" Ling Yanyun said coldly, the smile on her face vanishing instantly.

"No... no, I'm not interested in being Palace Master," Yang Lingchen said quickly, a bit of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Then what do you want to be?" Ling Yanyun asked, her gaze fixed intently on Yang Lingchen.

"Don't they call you Old Ancestor Yanyun? Can you have them call me Old Ancestor Lingchen?" Yang Lingchen chuckled, a flash of craftiness in his eyes.

"No," Ling Yanyun refused directly, her tone firm.

"Why?" Yang Lingchen asked, a look of confusion appearing on his face.

"If the people in the Divine Realm find out about your relationship with me, it won't do you any good," Ling Yanyun said, her expression becoming serious.

"I'm not afraid," Yang Lingchen said, his eyes full of determination.

"I am," Ling Yanyun said, a trace of worry showing in her gaze.

"What are you afraid of?" Yang Lingchen asked.

"This seat finally found a man who's decent to use; if he gets killed by them, it would be a huge loss," Ling Yanyun said, a blush rising to her face.

"Fine! Then I'll temporarily remain as this Saint," Yang Lingchen sighed helplessly.

"Weren't you going to set up the Formation? What are you still standing there for?" Ling Yanyun said, waving her hand to signal Yang Lingchen to get to work.

"Alright, I'm going now," Yang Lingchen said, then flew toward the outside of the Haoyue Demon Palace.

Yang Lingchen sped along and soon arrived at the mountain gate of the Haoyue Demon Palace.

He looked at the mountains and terrain before him and began to conceive the layout of the Formation.

He planned to set up a suppressive defensive Formation within the range of the Haoyue Demon Palace's mountain gate.

This kind of defensive Formation could suppress the enemy's combat strength. Once an enemy entered the Haoyue Demon Palace, they would immediately lose thirty percent of their combat power.

Yang Lingchen knew the importance of this Formation well. He dared not be careless in the slightest, throwing himself wholeheartedly into the work of setting it up.

During this time, Yang Lingchen had accumulated a large amount of Formation Materials. He took various rare Materials from his Storage Ring and began to set up the Formation in an orderly fashion.

In less than a day, an invisible defensive Formation was successfully set up by him.

"Yang Lingchen, are you setting up a Formation?" At this time, Ling Tun walked over.

Looking at Yang Lingchen's busy figure, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Indeed, this is a defensive Formation that suppresses the enemy's combat strength." Next, Yang Lingchen explained the characteristics of this Formation in detail to Ling Tun.

"Is this reliable?" Ling Tun frowned. He didn't know much about Formations, so he inevitably had some doubts.

"Don't believe me? Then let me show you."

Immediately, a powerful force enveloped the entire Haoyue Demon Palace. Everyone felt an invisible pressure, and their combat strength was instantly suppressed by thirty percent.

"This... this is too miraculous." An expression of disbelief appeared in Ling Tun's eyes. He hadn't expected this Formation to be so powerful. He then added, "Didn't you say it's for suppressing enemies? If it suppresses our own people, how are we supposed to fight?"

"These are Medicinal Pills for Formation immunity. Senior, take them and distribute them to everyone in the Sect." Yang Lingchen took out a pile of Medicinal Pills. These pills were all meticulously refined by him and could grant immunity to the suppression effect of this Formation.

"Great." Ling Tun quickly put the pills away and continued to ask, "By the way, Yang Lingchen, what level is your strength at now?"

"A little bit stronger than you, Senior," Yang Lingchen laughed, his face full of confidence.

"Stinky brat, don't you go bragging to this seat. This time it's a matter of life and death for our Haoyue Demon Palace," Ling Tun said solemnly.

His gaze was fixed on Yang Lingchen, trying to see any clues from his expression.

"Senior, if you don't have confidence in me, why don't we spar a bit?" Yang Lingchen laughed, his eyes full of challenge.

Ling Tun's strength was at the fourth layer of the God Emperor Realm. With Yang Lingchen's current strength, he could win even against a powerhouse at the fifth layer of the God Emperor Realm.

"Stinky brat, since you're so confident, then this seat will test your weight."

"Watch this move."

Ling Tun gave a loud shout and sent a palm strike toward Yang Lingchen, the aura of his fourth-layer God Emperor Realm fully revealed.

A powerful palm wind whistled out with the force of an overturning mountain and sea.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen was not afraid at all. His right hand threw out a Domain Breaking Fist Aura. The Fist Aura, carrying a chilling breath, went to meet Ling Tun.

Rumble, Rumble!

At this moment, the fist and palm collided, letting out a world-shaking roar.

The collision of powerful forces produced a massive shockwave, instantly destroying the surrounding rocks and trees.

Yang Lingchen stood his ground, motionless, while Ling Tun retreated a full several dozen meters before coming to a stop.

"Ha... ha! Good lad, your strength has improved too quickly! No wonder the Old Ancestor thinks so highly of you." Ling Tun laughed heartily. He was completely convinced by Yang Lingchen's strength.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen returned to Holy Son Peak to Cultivate. He wanted to adjust his state to its best to deal with the upcoming great battle.

Ling Tun distributed the Medicinal Pills Yang Lingchen had given him, ensuring that every Disciple could fight without being affected by the Formation.

The Disciples of the Haoyue Demon Palace also entered a state of active preparation for war.

The entire Demon Palace was filled with a tense and serious atmosphere. Everyone knew that a battle of life and death was imminent... Tianfeng Holy Dynasty, Imperial Forest Garden.

An old man with white hair and beard was drinking tea. His brow was tightly knit, as if he were contemplating some major matter. This old man was none other than the Old Ancestor of the Tianfeng Holy Dynasty, Su Batian.

He wore a white robe and had an immortal-like air, yet he did not lack majesty.

After a long time, Su Batian looked up at Wu Meier and said in a heavy voice, "Meier! This decision of yours might very well plunge our Tianfeng Holy Dynasty into an irrecoverable situation!"

Su Batian's tone was full of worry and hesitation.

"Old Ancestor, you must know that the relationship between the Firmament Sacred Land and our Tianfeng Holy Dynasty has always been poor. The Emperor back then died young because he was ambushed by Yan Gucheng. If we let them destroy the Haoyue Demon Palace this time, the outcome for our Tianfeng Holy Dynasty probably won't be much better."

Wu Meier's gaze was firm. She wore a magnificent palace dress, her figure graceful and her face peerlessly beautiful yet resolute.

"What you say makes sense."

Su Batian fell into deep thought again.

He knew that what Wu Meier said was not false, but the risk of participating in this great battle was truly too high.

After a moment of silence, a sharp light flashed in Su Batian's eyes, as if he had made up his mind. He said, "Since even a woman like you has such boldness, then what is there for an old man like me, who already has half his body in the grave, to be afraid of? Besides, with Ling Yanyun at the Haoyue Demon Palace, they might not necessarily lose."

"Then this Junior will go and prepare," Wu Meier said respectfully, a flash of excitement and anticipation in her eyes.

"Go! This old man will go ahead first; you all follow after."

"Yes, Old Ancestor." After bowing, Wu Meier also turned to arrange the relevant matters.

The entire Tianfeng Holy Dynasty began to get busy. Armies were assembled, supplies were prepared, and a great battle was about to begin.