Chapter 172
At this mont, although Zhan Lingshuang appeared indifferent on the surface, her heart was in complete turmoil. She and her disciple each held control over a dual cultivation technique—one part focused on the Yin aspect and the other on the Yang aspect.
Just thinking about it made her feel utterly ashad. This rebellious disciple still had the audacity to ask her to hand over the Yin part of the technique for his won to cultivate.
Hmph, not a chance!
Zhan Lingshuang snorted coldly in her heart, then raised her head to look at the suspended Yin-Yang Mirror. She stretched out her jade-like hand. The Yin-Yang Mirror, as if responding to her summon, instantly descended toward her.
“The Sacred Artifact, Yin-Yang Mirror!”
Looking at the ancient mirror in her hand, Zhan Lingshuang’s beautiful eyes sparkled with excitent. There were only a few sacred artifacts in the entire Heavenly Dao Holy Land, and the Yin-Yang Mirror was the most mysterious of them all.
Bringing it back to the Heavenly Dao Holy Land would be a great achievent. Moreover, with the Yin-Yang Mirror in her possession, she would be invincible among those of the sa stage.
At that mont, the previously calm space in the great hall suddenly rippled in waves. Then, pitch-black cracks appeared one after another.
The great hall, forged from thousands of years of cold iron, began to tremble, on the verge of collapse.
“Not good! This space was opened using the Yin-Yang Mirror as a focal point! Now that the Yin-Yang Mirror has been retrieved, the space is no longer stable and is about to collapse and shatter! Chen’er, we must leave imdiately!”
Zhan Lingshuang’s expression grew serious. The power of a collapsing space was not to be underestimated. Even though she was a cultivator at the Void Refinent stage and could already manipulate the power of space,
her mastery over space was insignificant compared to the force of a collapsing dinsion.
If they didn’t leave in ti and got pulled into the void when the space shattered, even a Void Refinent cultivator would face certain death.
Zhan Lingshuang quickly grabbed Yang Chen and dashed out of the hall. Behind them, the pale blue sky shattered like a mirror, replaced by thick darkness. The great hall, made of cold iron, was instantly sliced into dozens of pieces and devoured by the dark void.
At the teleportation platform, light flickered. Yang Chen and Zhan Lingshuang appeared in front of the monunt of Xuantian Sect.
At this point, the monunt was already covered in cracks, and the surrounding space was fluctuating violently.
“Phew, that was close!” Zhan Lingshuang took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the effort.
Space breaking and worlds collapsing—such scenes were a first for even her.
At that mont, a beautiful woman in a moon-colored robe slowly approached from the distance. In the blink of an eye, she was standing in front of them.
“Lingshuang, what’s going on? What a violent spatial fluctuation! Is this … a small world?” Zhan Qiuyun furrowed her delicate brows, her beautiful eyes fixed on the monunt.
“It seems a small world has collapsed. Lingshuang, the collapse of a small world is extrely dangerous. Without sufficient mastery of space, even Void Refinent cultivators would surely perish if drawn into spatial turbulence or the void. You should have told beforehand. You even brought Chen’er into such danger! Chen’er, your master must have obtained sothing good for taking such a huge risk. Co, tell your martial aunt!”
Zhan Qiuyun’s beautiful eyes gazed at Yang Chen, her look both charming and filled with warmth.
Before Yang Chen could speak, Zhan Lingshuang coldly interjected: “Second Sister, this is a matter of Xuantian Sect’s internal affairs. It’s not convenient to tell you. Also, this place is a forbidden area of Xuantian Sect, only accessible to past Sect Masters!”
“Hehe, fine, if you don’t want to talk, then don’t.” Zhan Qiuyun didn’t seem offended; instead, she smiled brightly. Her gaze then returned to Yang Chen.
“Hm? Chen’er, your cultivation has already reached the fourth stage of the Soul Formation Realm!?”
Zhan Qiuyun was suddenly surprised to notice Yang Chen’s advancent in cultivation. In just a few days, he had gone from the first stage to the fourth stage of the Soul Formation Realm.
It seed the collapsing small world truly held an extraordinary opportunity.
What a pity.
The small world had completely collapsed. Even with her advanced studies in the Dao of Space, she wouldn’t dare to tread there easily.
“Hehe, it was just luck! In the future, I’ll rely on Martial Aunt’s guidance to improve!” Yang Chen cupped his hands slightly, speaking in a way that only the two of them could understand.
“Chen’er, you must get closer to your martial aunt! In the next few days, take so ti to show your martial aunt around Xuantian Sect!”
Zhan Qiuyun smiled gently, her long hair elegantly tied up, complenting the graceful figure wrapped in her moon-colored robe.
As the wind blew, the beautiful woman exuded a seductive charm. After exchanging a few more words with Yang Chen, she took a step forward, using a technique to traverse great distances, and vanished from sight.
“Hmph! Stop looking; she’s already gone!” Zhan Lingshuang coldly snorted; her face slightly chilly. “Chen’er, in the future, you must be cautious around her. Don’t get too close! Be careful, or she’ll devour you until there’s nothing left!”
“Hmm?” Yang Chen looked montarily puzzled.
“My second sister isn’t as pure and virtuous as she appears. Don’t be deceived by her looks! I grew up following her around, so I know her well! If she finds out we obtained the sacred Yin-Yang Mirror, she might try to take it from us! In the face of enough benefits, she won’t hesitate to disregard familial ties! So rember, never ntion the Yin-Yang Mirror to her!”
Zhan Lingshuang looked in the direction where Zhan Qiuyun had disappeared, her tone serious.
She was worried that Yang Chen might reveal the acquisition of the Yin-Yang Mirror to Zhan Qiuyun.
“Rest assured, Master, I will rember!” Yang Chen nodded, indicating he understood.
That beautiful martial aunt was indeed not as pure and noble as she seed on the surface. If she truly were virtuous, how could she act like so mischievous aunt, trying to coax the Origin Yang energy from her nephew?
A few more days passed.
On Holy Son Peak, Leng Yuyan lay on Yang Chen’s chest, taking deep breaths, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. Her long hair, damp with sweat, looked as if she had just finished bathing. Her once pale, jade-like face now carried a hint of a blush, like rouge.
“Brother Chen, can’t you take with you?” Leng Yuyan’s voice was full of grievance.
Yang Chen felt helpless.
“Yuyan, this ti I’m going to the Central Continent primarily to help Master secure the Holy Maiden position, and there will inevitably be all kinds of conflicts. Bringing you along might cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, my Master has a bad temper and is difficult to get along with. When I establish myself in the Central Continent, I’ll co back to take you all over there.”
Yang Chen’s hand gently caressed her smooth and delicate back, comforting her.
Hearing this, Leng Yuyan sighed helplessly. Then, her hands began to move downward.
“Hm? Yuyan, what are you doing?” Yang Chen was a little surprised.
Leng Yuyan lifted her head, her blush deepening.
“Sister Lan and Sister Rou both have children. I … I want one too!” After saying that, Leng Yuyan lowered her head slightly.
Yang Chen couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.
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