252: Purple air comes from the east for three thousand miles

Inside the quiet room, the air seemed to solidify in that instant.

Song Yu's clear, beautiful eyes were wide open, staring at Lin Feng in disbelief, as if wondering if she had misheard.

Take off... take off her clothes?

This request, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in her heart, creating towering waves and instantly making her already flushed face turn so red it looked like it was about to drip blood.

She bit her red lip tightly with her pearly teeth, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding wildly, almost leaping out of her throat.

Watching her utterly mortified and on the verge of tears, Lin Feng's expression remained unchanged, still calm and serene.

"The path of Cultivation is inherently Heaven-Defying; the Physical Body is merely a raft carrying the Divine Soul. In your eyes, it is a cage of shame; in my eyes, it is no different from mountains, stones, or plants."

His voice was clear, cold, and steady, without a trace of distracting thoughts, like a true enlightened master expounding upon the ultimate truths of the world.

"Your 《White Phoenix Art》 is extremely Yin and cold, and has already formed an invisible barrier of cold Qi between your skin and your robes. If it is not removed, my Divine Sense will be unable to perfectly resonate with your Divine Soul. Forcing it will, at best, lead to Qi Deviation, and at worst, result in the destruction of your Dantian and death."

"The Opportunity is before you; how you choose is entirely up to your single thought."

With that, Lin Feng said no more, merely watching her quietly, completely entrusting the choice to her.

Song Yu's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently.

Lin Feng's words echoed in her heart like morning bells and evening drums.

She knew Lin Feng was not lying to her.

This was perhaps the only chance in her life to Breakthrough to Nascent Soul.

Give up?

She was unwilling!

Hundreds of years of arduous Cultivation, countless days and nights of suffering, would it all be for naught because of this mere feminine shame?

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, struggle and hesitation flickering in her eyes. Finally, when her gaze met Lin Feng's deep, calm eyes, devoid of any desire, the last line of defense in her heart completely collapsed.

Yes, before this unfathomable Elder Lin, what was her meager Dao of Cultivation but that of an ant? If he truly had any ulterior motives for her, why would he go to such great lengths?

It was she who had judged a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

Having understood this, Song Yu no longer had any hesitation.

She took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, and bowed gracefully to Lin Feng, her voice soft but carrying an unyielding resolve.

"Yu'er... understands. Everything is at Elder's discretion."

With that, she slowly turned around, her back to Lin Feng, and her trembling jade-like hands slowly reached for the sash at her waist.

A rustling sound filled the quiet room, sounding exceptionally clear.

The moon-white long dress, the light pink undergarments, one by one, slipped from her perfect, delicate body, piling up on the cold floor.

Soon, a flawless, exquisite jade-like body, sculpted from top-grade mutton-fat white jade, was completely exposed to the air.

Her skin was whiter than snow, her curves undulating, every inch seeming to be nature's most perfect masterpiece.

Song Yu tightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling incessantly, her exposed skin breaking out in a fine layer of goosebumps. She felt her body had never been so hot.

"Sit down."

Lin Feng's voice broke the suffocating awkwardness at the opportune moment.

Song Yu felt as if she had received a great pardon and quickly sat cross-legged on the futon as instructed, trying to compose herself and force herself not to overthink.

Lin Feng slowly walked behind her, looking at the snow-white, jade-like back, slightly tensed from nervousness. A hint of imperceptible admiration flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to its calm, unruffled state.

He extended both hands, and this time, without any obstruction, his warm palms directly touched her smooth, delicate skin.

"Mm!"

Song Yu's delicate body trembled violently, and she let out an irrepressible soft moan.

An indescribable tingling sensation, accompanied by a scorching aura, instantly spread throughout her body from her back, making her almost collapse.

"Focus!"

Lin Feng's soft shout, like a sudden enlightenment, pulled Song Yu's nearly scattered mind back.

He no longer hesitated, pouring his vast Cultivation Power and Divine Sense without reservation into Song Yu's body.

Without the obstruction of clothing and cold Qi, this time, his power penetrated directly, instantly reaching Song Yu's Purple Mansion Dantian, connecting tightly with the rapidly spinning Golden Core.

"Now! Activate your Golden Core and attack the Bottleneck!"

Song Yu dared not delay and immediately circulated her Cultivation Technique with all her might.

Under the guidance of Lin Feng's immense power, her Golden Core erupted with unprecedented brilliant light, attacking the invisible Nascent Soul Bottleneck again and again.

"Boom!"

"Rumble!"

Within Song Yu's Sea of Consciousness, it was as if thousands of thunderbolts exploded simultaneously; each impact made her Divine Soul tremble violently.

However, the solidity of that Bottleneck still exceeded her imagination.

"Your body is too stiff, your Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly, which affects the circulation of your Cultivation Power."

Lin Feng's voice sounded again, and then Song Yu felt a warm hand slowly move up from her back, resting on her snow-white shoulder.

That hand seemed to carry a strange magic; wherever it passed, the previously stiff muscles instantly relaxed, and the congested Qi and blood began to flow smoothly.

Lin Feng's fingers were long and strong, gently massaging several major acupoints on her shoulder and neck, helping her to relax her tendons and activate her collaterals.

But for Song Yu, this was a sweet torment.

The unfamiliar touch of a man made her entire body blush with an alluring pink, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

Lin Feng, however, seemed completely oblivious. His hand slowly slid down Song Yu's graceful back, coming to rest on her slender waist, which was too delicate to grasp.

"Relax your waist, and sink your Qi into your Dantian."

As he spoke, he gently tapped several acupoints on her waist with his fingers, and streams of pure Cultivation Power flowed into her.

Song Yu's body was so soft it almost melted into a puddle of spring water; she could only rely on her last shred of willpower to desperately hold on, cooperating with Lin Feng's guidance.

Just then, Lin Feng's voice sounded again, carrying an undeniable command.

"It's not enough. Your Divine Soul and Physical Body are still not perfectly unified. Lean forward."

Song Yu subconsciously complied, leaning her upper body slightly forward.

The next moment, she felt a firm and scorching chest press tightly against her from behind.

"Ah!"

This time, Song Yu could no longer suppress the turbulent waves in her heart and cried out in surprise.

She could clearly feel the astonishing heat and strong, powerful heartbeat emanating from the body behind her, separated only by a thin layer of green shirt.

Lin Feng's arms passed under her armpits, embracing her upper body, his hands clasped in front of her, his palms pressing squarely on her flat, smooth lower abdomen Dantian.

"Clear your mind of distractions; this is the final step!"

Lin Feng's voice seemed to resonate directly in the depths of her Soul.

Song Yu's mind was in Chaos; she only knew that her entire being was completely embraced by this man, without a single gap.

And at this very moment, an unprecedented surge of immense power, from both front and back directions, simultaneously poured into her body.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound, like shattering glass, echoed within her body.

That Nascent Soul Bottleneck, which had troubled her for several years, finally showed a crack!

Song Yu's spirits greatly lifted, and she quickly seized this once-in-a-lifetime Opportunity, mobilizing all her Cultivation Power to launch a final all-out assault.

However, just as the Golden Core was about to completely shatter and transform into a Nascent Soul, a feeling of waning strength suddenly surged from the bottom of her heart.

Her accumulation, after all, was still lacking a bit.

As expected of a Heavenly Spiritual Root, the Bottleneck is far beyond ordinary people.

Lin Feng felt the decline of Cultivation Power in her body and thought to himself.

With Song Yu's Aptitude, if this attempt failed, it would be unknown how many years it would take to trigger the Heavenly Tribulation again.

Well, since he had helped, he might as well help all the way.

A hint of resolve flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. With a thought, a faint, almost imperceptible wisp of Hong Meng Purple Qi, containing the supreme Law of heaven and earth, emerged from his palm.

He flicked his finger, and that wisp of Hong Meng Purple Qi silently merged into Song Yu's Dantian, fusing with her almost collapsing Golden Core.

"Rumble!"

A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were being split open, exploded within Song Yu's body!

That wisp of Hong Meng Purple Qi, like a supreme divine weapon, instantly tore apart the solid Nascent Soul Bottleneck, sweeping everything before it!

At the same time, outside the quiet room, the sky above the entire Falling Cloud Sect changed dramatically!

Endless Spiritual Qi converged frantically from all directions, forming an enormous, multi-colored Spiritual Qi vortex above White Phoenix Peak.

At the center of the vortex, a lifelike phantom of an ice crystal Phoenix could vaguely be seen, its neck stretched, letting out a long cry!

A clear, melodious Phoenix cry resounded through the nine heavens!

All the Cultivators of the entire Sect were attracted by this astonishing phenomenon, looking in horror towards White Phoenix Peak.

"Oh my god! This is... a Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon!"

"What terrifying Spiritual Qi fluctuations! Which Junior Martial Uncle is Breaking Through?"

"The phenomenon manifests as a Phoenix, a sign of auspiciousness from the heavens! This... this is the legendary Heavenly Spiritual Root Nascent Soul!"

Inside the quiet room, Song Yu's body was completely enveloped by brilliant, multi-colored light.

Her aura soared, and in an instant, she steadily stepped into the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, and continued to grow upwards, only slowly stopping when she reached the peak of the Early Stage Nascent Soul.

After a long while, the shimmering light dissipated.

Song Yu slowly opened her eyes, and a never-before-seen glint flashed within them.

She felt the surging, vast, and utterly different Cultivation Power within her body, as well as the Nascent Soul in her Dantian, identical to her own appearance and enveloped in multi-colored light. Her entire being was plunged into immense shock.

She... had Broken Through?

She slowly lowered her head, looking at Lin Feng, who was still tightly embracing her and acting as her Protector. Her clear eyes were filled with endless gratitude and an indescribable complex emotion.

After a long time, she finally asked in a soft, dream-like voice, thick with emotion.

"Elder... did I... succeed?"