764: do you like me?

Yang Lingchen saw this and gently took hold of Yun Mengyao's snow-white hand. The touch was warm and soft, as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

At this moment, neither of them spoke. The surrounding air seemed to have frozen, permeated with an ambiguous atmosphere.

In this silent Immortal Spirit Pagoda, every sound seemed exceptionally clear. One could only hear two hearts beating, their rhythm like a silent love song.

Yang Lingchen calmed his mood; the surging emotions finally settled down slightly.

He then took Yun Mengyao's hand and, with a determined gaze, continued climbing toward the seventy-second layer.

Yun Mengyao did not show any sign of resistance. A sweet smile curled at the corners of her lips, a smile like a flower blooming in spring, brilliant and enchanting. She allowed Yang Lingchen to lead her upward.

At this moment, Yun Mengyao seemed to have forgotten everything; in her heart, there was only the man before her, holding her hand.

As they climbed slowly, she suddenly felt that these five steps were far too short.

With every step taken, she wished time could stop, allowing this beautiful moment to be frozen for eternity.

"Could this be the legendary love?" A sweet feeling rose in Yun Mengyao's heart.

Since she was young, she had been surrounded by admirers, never lacking suitors by her side.

But none of those people could truly touch her heart.

Yun Mengyao was naturally uninterested in men older than herself, so all these years, she had never felt her heart race for any man.

But at this moment, the appearance of Yang Lingchen was like a shooting star streaking across the sky of her heart, bringing unprecedented brilliance and shock.

Two hours later, Yang Lingchen, pulling Yun Mengyao, arduously stepped onto the seventy-second layer.

At this time, their clothes were soaked through, sweat pouring down like rain, as if they had just been fished out of water.

Especially Yun Mengyao, from whose body a faint, lingering fragrance emanated—it was her unique scent.

Sweat soaked her clothes, and her beautiful figure was vaguely revealed before Yang Lingchen's eyes.

However, Yang Lingchen did not look too much; after all, they had just met. He knew the importance of respect and did not want to leave a bad impression on her.

Yang Lingchen turned his head slightly, his gaze looking into the distance, struggling to restrain the waves within his heart.

"Thank you... ah...!" Yun Mengyao's voice was soft. As soon as she finished speaking, her exhausted body suddenly fell toward the ground.

This entire climb had long since exhausted her physical strength.

"Careful."

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen's heart tightened, and he hurriedly reached out to catch the falling Yun Mengyao.

Because he himself was also extremely exhausted, his body having reached its limit, he did not stand steady either, and thus he fell backward heavily toward the ground.

"Thud!" With a muffled sound, Yang Lingchen hit the ground.

And Yun Mengyao, because she was being held by him, did not fall to the ground.

"Are you alright?"

Looking at Yun Mengyao in his arms, Yang Lingchen asked in a low voice.

His voice was filled with concern and worry, and his eyes revealed deep pity.

This woman, beautiful to an ethereal degree, had facial features without a single flaw. Even though Yang Lingchen had seen countless beauties, he could not help but be captivated by her appearance.

That exquisite face, skin as white as mutton-fat jade, and those slightly trembling eyelashes all made his heart flutter.

"I'm fine," Yun Mengyao said in a soft voice.

Her voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, crisp and melodious, carrying a power that put people at ease.

Their faces were almost pressed together, their breathing audible, and their voices were very soft, as if afraid to ruin this wonderful atmosphere.

In this brief moment, time seemed to stop flowing; the entire world seemed to consist only of the two of them.

"You... are so beautiful!"

Yang Lingchen stared directly at Yun Mengyao, his eyes revealing a hint of awe, his voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, in Yang Lingchen's eyes, Yun Mengyao was like a Fairy descended from the heavens, beautiful beyond compare.

"Still not letting me go!"

Yun Mengyao's pretty face flushed, and she hurriedly avoided Yang Lingchen's gaze. That blush was like the sunset clouds on the horizon, adding a touch of shyness and cuteness to her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Yang Lingchen looked embarrassed and hurriedly removed his hand from Yun Mengyao's waist.

Seeing Yang Lingchen remove his hand, Yun Mengyao slowly climbed up.

However, the moment she stood up, her body suddenly lost balance, and she fell directly toward Yang Lingchen.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen once again grabbed and held Yun Mengyao.

His movements were swift and decisive, fearing that Yun Mengyao might suffer the slightest injury.

"Excuse me!" Yun Mengyao's pretty face flushed slightly, her heart filled with embarrassment and shyness.

For some reason, when facing Yang Lingchen, she was exceptionally nervous, and sometimes her heartbeat accelerated incredibly fast.

Every contact with him made her heart race like a deer; this was a feeling she had never experienced before.

"It's fine!" Yang Lingchen said gently. His voice was like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing across Yun Mengyao's heart.

At this moment, Yun Mengyao braced herself to stand up, but because her physical exertion had been too great, her body lost balance again and she fell into Yang Lingchen's arms.

As luck would have it, her tender red lips happened to collide with Yang Lingchen's lips.

At this moment, both of them were completely stunned, staring wide-eyed at each other; time seemed to freeze at this moment.

But neither chose to separate, as if tightly attracted by an invisible force.

"Damn."

Yang Lingchen hardened his heart, quietly wrapped his arms around Yun Mengyao's waist, and leaned his mouth in.

Yang Lingchen knew that this might be an impulsive action, but at this moment, he could not suppress the emotions in his heart.

Yun Mengyao, who had never had any contact with a man, where would she have seen such a scene?

Instantly, her whole body felt as if it had been electrocuted, and she fell into Yang Lingchen's arms.

Her mind went blank, and she only felt her heartbeat getting faster and faster, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the scene instantly became ambiguous.

Everything came so naturally, as if they had long known and understood each other, their Souls merging at this moment.

"Bastard! You...!" Suddenly, Yun Mengyao snapped awake.

She realized that her behavior was somewhat out of control, and her heart was filled with conflict and shyness.

"I'm sorry, you are too beautiful."

Yang Lingchen looked embarrassed and then reluctantly pulled his hand away. His eyes were full of apology, but also carried a hint of lingering attachment that was hard to hide.

"Smooth talker. You are so bad, you haven't harmed few women, have you?" Yun Mengyao chided coquettishly.

"That's not the case. I am only fifty years old this year; where would I have the time to harm women?" Yang Lingchen hurriedly denied.

"Hmph, it better be that way."

Yun Mengyao chided coquettishly, then rested her head gently in Yang Lingchen's arms and murmured, "Yang Lingchen, do you like me?"

With their relationship progressing to this point, Yun Mengyao had already come to view Yang Lingchen as her future man; she longed to hear his sincere response.

"I do," Yang Lingchen said in a gentle voice, and then very naturally wrapped his arms around Yun Mengyao's waist.

That firm tone seemed to be making a lifelong promise.

Although they did not yet understand each other, when facing Yun Mengyao, Yang Lingchen felt his heart racing.

Hearing Yang Lingchen's answer, a sweet smile appeared on Yun Mengyao's face. That smile was like a blooming flower, brilliant and moving.

The two embraced each other tightly like this, as if wanting to merge each other into their own lives.

Time became unimportant at this moment; they only wished to stay in this warm moment forever.

Several hours passed quickly, and after their Immortal Essence Power had recovered, the two walked toward the seventy-third layer again.

Yang Lingchen and Yun Mengyao's steps were firm and powerful, their hands tightly clasped, as if no difficulty could separate them.

In the following time, Yang Lingchen and Yun Mengyao assisted each other, continuing all the way toward the top of the Immortal Spirit Pagoda.

Each layer's challenge was full of hardship, but they encouraged and supported each other.

When facing powerful pressure and difficulties, their eyes were always filled with determination and trust.

As they continued to climb, the relationship between the two continued to heat up.

They were no longer just partners, but more like lovers with connected hearts.

Every exchange of glances, every transmission of a smile, was filled with deep love.

In the blink of an eye, two more days passed. At this time, they had already arrived at the seventy-ninth layer, only one step away from the eightieth layer.

Outside the Immortal Spirit Pagoda, many Disciples watching the excitement gathered here. They stared intently at the two lights on the seventy-ninth layer, discussing spiritedly.

"Who do you think these two guys are? Looking at their situation, they should be able to break Li Younan's record of eighty layers very soon," a Disciple asked curiously.

"Yeah! The talent of these two guys is just too terrifying!" another Disciple exclaimed.

"I really misjudged. At the speed of these two, breaking Li Younan's record is almost a certainty. As for breaking Chu Yuechan's record of eighty-eight, I estimate the possibility is not high," an older Disciple analyzed.

"Look! There are two more guys behind, they have already reached the seventieth layer. Looking at their speed, perhaps they also have a chance to break the record of eighty layers," someone shouted, pointing at the light on the pagoda.

"The two behind have a chance, but those further behind, I estimate the possibility is not high," everyone nodded in agreement.

At this time, Qiao Yanxi and Ji Tiantian had already arrived at the seventieth layer.

Along the way, they supported each other and overcame many difficulties together.

And their cultivation levels had also reached the second layer of the Earth Immortal Realm, with their strength having significantly improved.

"Sister Tiantian, could that bastard have already gone out?"

Qiao Yanxi asked while panting. Her face was covered in sweat, but her eyes were still full of stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat.

She really couldn't understand how this Yang Lingchen's talent could be so terrifying; she had climbed to the seventieth floor, yet she still hadn't encountered him.