The icy lake water did not extinguish this passion.
In the water, two figures tumbled and tangled.
Rising and falling, appearing and disappearing, colliding, gasping, spreading ripples layer by layer.
Two hours later.
On the sandy shore, moonlight spilled over them, outlining their silver silhouettes.
“Tell me, Junior Sister, what are you really worried about?”
Chen Yuyang looked down at the blushing cheeks of the girl beneath him, his voice carrying a hint of seriousness.
“Don’t bother me, I’m tired…”
Yunlian lightly slapped the young man’s face, her voice lazy and weak.
“And you’ve worked hard too, Senior Brother… Put your clothes on, don’t catch a cold.”
As she spoke, she tried to push him away but failed.
Chen Yuyang continued to press her down, refusing to let her get up, his gaze sharp.
“I’ve satisfied you. Now, tell me!”
Yunlian squinted her seductive eyes, a faint, ambiguous smile curling at the corners of her lips.
She didn’t answer.
After a long while, she finally let out a soft sound from her throat: “No…”
“Senior Brother, don’t think that just because you took my first time, I’ll do everything you say… This was just a moment of passion. You’re not my husband, and I’m not your wife or concubine.”
Yunlian said this lightly.
Chen Yuyang said nothing more.
Instead, he began forming hand seals with his fingers.
Yunlian froze, a flash of surprise in her eyes.
“Senior Brother, what are you doing?”
Without explanation, Chen Yuyang continued his hand seals, channeling streams of spiritual power into the girl’s body in a specific pattern.
“Senior Brother, tell me, what are you doing?”
Yunlian asked urgently.
However, Chen Yuyang’s answer was only one word: “No!”
He paused, then continued:
“I don’t accept what you said. From now on, you’re not just my junior sister—you’re also my… woman!”
Chen Yuyang spoke every word with force.
“You can’t escape!”
As he spoke, a faint golden light glimmered in the young man’s eyes, and golden dragon scales appeared faintly on his skin.
Yunlian stared in shock at the young man who had taken on this form.
She didn’t know what Chen Yuyang had done, but the state he was showing now, along with the profound aura flowing from him, horrified her.
Could this be Senior Brother’s biggest secret… this form… a dragon’s body?
But more than being surprised by Chen Yuyang’s current appearance, the words he said… stirred ripples in the girl’s heart, her eyes turning red.
But… she couldn’t say it.
Such a thing would only get Senior Brother killed…
Yunlian bit her lower lip, a hint of determination in her eyes.
Her revenge could only be carried out by herself!
Having completed the motions he needed to do,
Chen Yuyang finally released the girl, who still refused to speak.
He stood up, the dragon transformation fading.
At the horizon, the sky was beginning to pale.
Daybreak was approaching.
That night, Yan Luo slept soundly.
Perhaps the day’s practice with the giant sword had truly tired her out.
But the next morning, Yan Luo felt energized, full of strength, as if she had an inexhaustible supply of energy.
Outside the house, the sky was already bright.
Chen Yuyang and Yunlian had already gotten up.
The two were each sitting on a rock—Chen Yuyang staring into space slightly, Yunlian seemingly cultivating something.
For some reason, though there was no evidence, Yan Luo sensed that some subtle distance had formed between the senior and junior siblings.
But that wasn’t important.
Yan Luo shook her head, not caring, because it didn’t hinder her goal.
“Yuyang, good morning.”
Yan Luo adjusted her skirt, walked up with a bright smile, and greeted him proactively.
Chen Yuyang looked up and nodded at her, his voice a little flat.
“Morning. How was your rest?”
“Mm, slept well, no dreams all night.”
Yan Luo answered with a smile, then asked with concern, “How about you? You seem a bit out of it.”
“Uh… it’s okay.”
Chen Yuyang was somewhat embarrassed.
He couldn’t honestly say he slept well—after the scene with Yunlian last night, he barely got any shut-eye.
“Anyway, let’s prepare and continue our journey.”
Chen Yuyang changed the subject, looking at Yan Luo.
“Your combat method still needs refinement. How about this—along the way, we’ll find some Fiend Beasts of decent strength as your opponents. What do you think?”
“Great!” Yan Luo’s eyes lit up instantly.
“I’ll follow whatever arrangements you make.”
The girl secretly rejoiced.
‘Yuyang really is thinking of me. He’s already planned everything out.’
Thinking this, Yan Luo shot a smug glance at Yunlian in the distance.
‘As his junior sister, she doesn’t get this treatment~’
But when she met Yunlian’s eyes, Yan Luo was a little surprised.
She had thought that seeing Yuyang pay so much attention to her, Yunlian would be a bit jealous, showing some reluctant expression.
Why, today, did Yunlian’s eyes instead look unusually calm, as if she didn’t care at all?
How strange.
Yan Luo frowned, unable to understand why this was.
But whatever.
Why was she overthinking this?
She just needed to keep advancing toward her own goal.
….
Rumble—
Heavenly thunder rolled, dark purple tribulation clouds surged.
Violent spiritual power filled the space between heaven and earth.
Looking up at the heavy tribulation clouds, Yunlian took a deep breath, her gaze focused.
Her pure white robe flapped noisily in the gale, long hair breaking free from its tie to dance in the wind.
Nascent Soul Realm!
She had arrived!
Off in the distance, on a mountain peak, Chen Yuyang and Yan Luo stood side by side, watching from afar.
‘Her rate of progress is so fast.’
Yan Luo marveled at the figure of the girl beneath the tribulation clouds.
Moreover, even disregarding the speed of her recent progress, being able to break into the Nascent Soul Realm at her age—this talent was incredibly impressive.
Yan Luo even wondered whether, under normal circumstances, she could compare to her.
After all, for her own growth, talent was one thing, but the cultivation resources provided by her family were also crucial.
And Yunlian didn’t have such resource advantages.
But perhaps this wasn’t solely due to Yunlian’s talent, but… Thinking this, Yan Luo’s gaze involuntarily turned to Chen Yuyang beside her.
Nearly half a year had passed since she started following him on his training journeys.
In those six months, not only had Yunlian advanced rapidly and broken through to Nascent Soul, but she herself had gone from the first level of Nascent Soul to the third level.
During this time, she had fought countless Fiend Beasts and developed her own combat style.
Throughout this process, Chen Yuyang had often guided her, and his pointers were always crucial.
At this moment, Chen Yuyang stood with his hands behind his back, watching his junior sister under the distant tribulation clouds with a calm gaze.
He wasn’t worried about her tribulation.
His junior sister’s foundation was solid, and with the things he had given her before, surviving this Nascent Soul lightning tribulation was not a problem.
And indeed it was so.
After brewing for a moment, the first bolt of heavenly thunder crashed down.
Facing the tribulation, Yunlian didn’t dodge.
Her pupils contracted, her gaze sharpened, and the long sword in her hand was instantly drawn.
A fierce Sword Qi shot out, forcibly splitting the first tribulation bolt.
Then came the second, the third…
Each tribulation bolt grew thicker and more powerful than the last.
At first, Yunlian could still cleave the bolts, but later, she could only defend with a guarding stance.
As the lightning intensified, Yunlian’s aura gradually became disordered.
Just then, a pale blue hemispherical spiritual power shield suddenly appeared around Yunlian, protecting her entirely.
That was a defense formation Chen Yuyang had set up before her tribulation.
Boom!
The heavenly lightning struck, slamming heavily into the spiritual power shield.
Ripples spread across the formation’s surface, its light dimming slightly, but it steadily held back the thunder.
Yunlian took the chance to sit cross-legged, quickly circulating her energy to recover from the injuries caused by the previous bolts and stabilize her breath.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The subsequent tribulation bolts struck the formation one after another.
The formation’s light grew dimmer, gradually buckling under the strain.
This wasn’t because Chen Yuyang couldn’t set up a formation strong enough to withstand all the tribulation, but because there was no need.
The lightning tribulation was also a form of tempering for cultivators.
The power of thunder quenching the body could make the Dao foundation more stable.
If he blocked everything for her, the meaning of undergoing the tribulation would be lost.
Finally, under the impact of another tribulation bolt, the formation shattered. But there was still one tribulation bolt left!
And it was the strongest!
Yunlian immediately rose from the ground.
At this moment, her Sword Qi burst forth without reservation, a fierce aura shooting straight into the sky, instantly reaching her peak state.
In the sky, the final tribulation bolt took shape—no longer pure purple, but tinged with a bright strand of gold.
Moreover, this bolt faintly took the form of a Jiaolong.
Accompanied by a low roar, the lightning descended.
“Break for me!”
Yunlian let out a crisp shout, raising her long sword above her head, pouring all her spiritual power into it.
Then, streams of condensed Sword Qi erupted, forming waves in the sky that surged toward the Jiaolong phantom.
At the same time, Yunlian’s body flew into the air, charging toward the violent lightning.
Boom—!
With a deafening roar,
heaven and earth gradually fell silent.
The tribulation clouds slowly dispersed.
The lightning that had filled the sky completely vanished.
And Yunlian’s figure plummeted straight down from midair.
But this wasn’t because she failed to withstand the tribulation.
On the contrary, Yunlian’s injuries were very light.
It was just that unleashing that sword to fight the final tribulation bolt had drained all her spiritual power, leaving her exhausted.
Chen Yuyang’s gaze sharpened.
With a light tap of his foot, he soared through the air and caught her steadily before she hit the ground.
“Senior Brother, I… I made it!”
Leaning against the young man’s chest, though her aura was weak and her face pale, a bright and cheerful smile spread across her lips, and her voice couldn’t hide her joy.
Chen Yuyang only glanced down at her, nodding slightly, his voice soft.
“Don’t talk. Focus, guide the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy, and condense your Nascent Soul.”
Yunlian immediately closed her eyes and did as he said, setting aside all distractions, fully guiding the surrounding spiritual energy to take the final step—condensing her Nascent Soul.
Chen Yuyang set the girl down on a clean rock nearby, placed his hand on her shoulder, and channeled his own spiritual power into her body to help accelerate the condensation process.
An hour passed quickly.
Yunlian slowly opened her eyes, a flash of light passing through them.
Then, an aura far more vast and condensed than before burst forth from within her.
And in her dantian, the original golden core had completely shattered, transformed, taking the form of a small infant bearing a resemblance to her—her newly condensed Nascent Soul.
This signaled that Yunlian had fully stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm.