novelapdf Chapter 290 Elder Leng Can't Wait Any Longer
Chapter 290 Elder Leng Can't Wait Any Longer
The night wind, carrying the unique frost and snow of Ice Soul Peak, swept over us.
Mo Chengyue stepped onto the white jade steps, using the old flying sword as a foothold.
Ahead lies the Ice Soul Palace, perpetually shrouded in wind and snow.
Two female disciples stood guard at the entrance, each holding a sword.
Their expressions became particularly interesting when they saw Mo Chengyue's iconic gray robe.
One of the older female disciples coughed twice to cover up her embarrassment.
"Senior Brother Mo, please go in quickly."
"Elder Leng has been waiting for a long time."
Her words carried a hint of urging and unspoken understanding.
Mo Chengyue bowed and thanked him with a forced smile.
"Thank you for your understanding, junior sister."
He skillfully stuffed several low-grade spirit stones into the other person's hand.
He was already intimately familiar with this set of social etiquette and interpersonal relationships.
He just kept thinking to himself that this unattainable beauty really couldn't wait even a moment longer.
I had just crawled out of those damned ruins of immortals and demons.
I was forced to work overtime before I even got a hot meal.
Cultivating immortality through Taoist practices is truly not something a human being can do.
He straightened his collar, which had been ruffled by the cold wind.
With heavy steps, I stepped across the high threshold of the main hall.
There were no lights lit inside the hall.
Only the surrounding millennia-old ice emitted a faint blue glow.
The temperature was much lower than outside.
Leng Yuexin sat cross-legged on the large, ancient jade bed.
She was only wearing a thin, plain white gauze dress.
Her long, flowing black hair cascaded freely over her snow-white shoulders.
That aloof and otherworldly aura appeared even more ethereal in the dim light.
However, there was a faint, unnatural flush on her fair cheeks.
The chilling energy of the Yin energy formed a visible ring of icy mist around her.
Mo Chengyue stood properly three zhang away from the cold jade bed.
He bowed deeply and performed a standard junior's greeting.
"Disciple Mo Chengyue greets Elder Leng."
His voice carried just the right amount of respect and fear.
Leng Yuexin slowly opened her eyes.
Those beautiful phoenix eyes scanned back and forth on Mo Chengyue.
"You still know how to come back."
Her voice was clear and melodious, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.
His words carried a hint of displeasure.
"This disciple has no other choice."
"I was forcibly conscripted by the sect to that immortal and demonic ruins."
"I barely escaped with my life after a near-death experience."
Mo Chengyue quickly put on a look of lingering fear and shock.
He knew that this elder was more responsive to gentle persuasion than force.
Leng Yuexin gave a soft snort.
"You don't look like you've survived a near-death experience."
"It's been a mere seven years since we last met."
"Your useless physique has actually formed a golden core."
"He even touched the threshold of the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm."
A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.
It's more of a subtle exploration.
"This is all thanks to the elder's good fortune back then."
"The disciple dared not cause trouble in those ruins and only knew to hide in a corner."
"I accidentally ate a few neglected spiritual herbs."
Mo Chengyue made up his own story of how he rose to power.
Anyway, there's no way to verify what happened in the ruins since the dead are dead.
As long as you thoroughly implement the spirit of Gou Dao, you will not arouse suspicion.
Leng Yuexin raised her jade-like fingers and gently beckoned.
"Get over here."
"Let me see just how good your ancient golden elixir really is."
Her orders were direct and domineering.
Mo Chengyue swallowed hard.
He slowly and reluctantly moved to the side of the cold jade bed.
Leng Yuexin extended two slightly cool fingers and placed them on his pulse.
An extreme surge of Yin energy rushed through his meridians and directly into his dantian.
Mo Chengyue forced himself not to circulate his true energy to resist.
He let the chill travel through his body.
Leng Yuexin investigated very carefully.
She not only checked the purity of the spiritual energy.
He even lingered a little longer at those easily damaged meridian nodes.
After confirming that Mo Chengyue had indeed left no hidden dangers.
Her taut jawline softened slightly.
"At least you have some brains."
"Don't seize opportunities that you know you shouldn't be greedy for."
"Although the meridians have been roughened by the evil energy in the ruins."
"But its foundation is much stronger than those useless people who are built up by pills."
Leng Yuexin withdrew her finger.
This was one of the few times she had received such praise.
"The elder is right."
"It's already a miracle that someone as mediocre as me could come back alive."
"How dare we compete for any rare and precious materials?"
Mo Chengyue kept his head down, continuing to maintain his submissive persona.
But in his mind, he was already planning how to end this set visit as soon as possible.
In the newly built iron tree pavilion on the back mountain, there lives a powerful demon who can transform into a monster at any moment.
He also needed to get some star sand before the outer black market closed to complete his task.
He was looking for an excuse to leave.
Leng Yuexin, however, waved her sleeve and activated the most advanced isolation and defense formation in the main hall.
In the buzzing sound.
A thick barrier completely isolated the inner chamber of the main hall from the outside world.
Mo Chengyue's heart sank to the bottom.
This is for real.
"Elder."
"Your disciple has just returned from breaking through the ruins."
"My spiritual energy has been greatly depleted along the way."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to perfectly assist the elder in his training right now."
Mo Chengyue attempted a final struggle.
All he wants to do right now is lie on his wooden bed and sleep for three days and three nights.
Leng Yuexin glanced at him sideways with her clear, cold eyes.
"Who said you were needed to do anything?"
"You just need to lie there quietly and not move."
Her words were extremely domineering.
A fair hand pressed directly onto Mo Chengyue's shoulder.
A tremendous force came.
Mo Chengyue was thrown onto the cold jade bed like a sack of potatoes with no power to resist.
The moment my back touched the millennia-old ice.
The biting cold made him shiver.
But then a delicate body, radiating both astonishing heat and chill, pressed against her.
That was the ultimate contrast of ice and fire.
Her body surface, which had been covered in ice for thousands of years, was made to resemble a layer of ice formed over millennia through years of practice of the Ice Soul Mystic Art.
However, within his body lurked a terrifying energy akin to a volcanic eruption.
Leng Yuexin looked down at him.
Her breathing was much heavier than usual.
For seven years, there was no interaction between Yin and Yang.
The suppressed Yin energy within her body had long been on the verge of going berserk.
If Mo Chengyue had returned half a month later...
She probably really has to rely on sleeping to suppress her cultivation level.
"Activate your dual cultivation technique."
"If you dare to slack off..."
"I will freeze you into an ice sculpture and display you outside the mountain gate as an ornament."
She uttered harsh words.
But they were already moving with great impatience.
Mo Chengyue sighed inwardly.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
It seems I can't escape my fate of becoming a human power bank.
He immediately composed himself.
The incomplete version of the Yin-Yang Virtue Harmony Sutra within the body began to operate rapidly.
A yin-yang shaped vortex of spiritual energy formed in his dantian.
In that very instant.
The Yin cold energy within Leng Yuexin's body was like a flood that had found an outlet.
It surged wildly into Mo Chengyue's meridians.
The extremely cold Yin energy is transformed by the Yin-Yang principle.
It transformed into wisps of pure primordial power.
The two made no unnecessary movements.
Only the most fundamental laws merge.
This is the most private form of communication among cultivators.