darknovel Chapter 218 If you're so capable, then you try it too.
Chapter 218 If you're so capable, then you try it too.
Su Qingying sat on the edge of the pool, soaking her feet, her long hair covering half of her face.
Yu Jianhuan floated halfway in the pool, closing his eyes to rest, while Mo Chengyue leaned against the pool wall, looking up at the array patterns on the dome.
The silence lasted for about half an incense stick's time before Yu Jianhuan suddenly opened her eyes.
As if remembering something, she swam over to Mo Chengyue's side.
She braced her hands on his shoulders and pressed him against the pool wall, bringing her face close to his.
Mo Chengyue: "What?"
"That last bite was too rushed."
Yu Jianhuan's phoenix eyes curved into a smile, and her voice became so sweet and coquettish it could be drawn out like silk threads.
"Not enough kissing. Let's do it again. Don't dodge this time."
Mo Chengyue turned his head to the side, and Yu Jianhuan followed suit. He turned his head again, and she followed again.
The two were so close that their noses almost touched.
Mo Chengyue reached out to shield her face, his hand still as forceful as a three-year-old child pushing open a door.
Yu Jianhuan deftly brushed his hand away and kissed him directly.
This time it was harder and lasted longer than before.
The pool water rippled with the movements of the two people.
On the edge of the pool, Su Qingying's toes curled up slightly in the water.
She didn't turn around.
But her back was taut like a fully drawn bow.
Ripples of water lapped against her calves.
Each wave seemed to be a reminder of what was happening behind her.
She bit her lower lip, and when she counted to the seventh breath, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.
"...Is that enough?"
The voice was very soft, as if it were squeezed out from between the teeth.
Yu Jianhuan did not let go.
Su Qingying's fingers gripped the cuffs tightly, and the fabric made a soft tearing sound.
"Can't you see he's unhappy?"
This time the sound was a bit louder.
It was as cold as the December wind at Biyun Peak.
Yu Jianhuan then slowly stepped back.
He licked his lips.
Turning to look at Su Qingying's back, his phoenix eyes were full of smiles.
"Junior Sister Su."
Her voice was sickeningly sweet.
How do you know he's not happy?
"You didn't even watch it."
Su Qingying's ears instantly turned red.
She did not turn back.
But she did listen the whole time.
Every sound of water.
Every breath.
She heard everything clearly.
Yu Jianhuan leaned back against the pool wall, twirling a strand of her wet, rose-purple hair with her fingers, her tone nonchalant.
"Junior Sister Su, I have a piece of advice for you."
Su Qingying did not respond.
"There's an old saying on our Jade Peak: 'Strike first, strike hard; strike later, suffer the consequences.'"
She glanced at Mo Chengyue sideways.
"If you keep sitting by the pool soaking your feet, don't blame your senior sister for being impolite."
Su Qingying finally turned her head.
Her expression remained aloof.
But there was a fire burning in his eyes.
"Senior Sister Yu."
Her voice was deliberate and clear, each word distinct.
Are you provoking me?
"I am stating a fact."
Yu Jianhuan laughed like a fox that had stolen some fish.
"If you're so capable, why don't you try it yourself?"
This sentence is exactly the same as before.
But this time, Su Qingying did not turn away.
She stared at Yu Jianhuan for three breaths.
Then he stood up.
The water stains at the hem of the robe left a dark trail on the ground.
She walked to the edge of the pool and squatted down.
He scooped up a handful of water from the pool and splashed it on Yu Jianhuan's face.
"Is it childish or not?"
After Su Qingying finished speaking, she sat back down on the edge of the pool.
This time she didn't turn her back to the pool.
She sat facing the pool.
His gaze fell on some uncertain spot on the water's surface.
That's definitely not the direction Mo Chengyue is heading.
Absolutely not.
Mo Chengyue silently sank a little deeper into the middle of the pool.
The water level was just above my nose.
He blew a string of bubbles underwater.
Each bubble contains the sigh of a corporate slave.
The fighting gradually subsided.
Mo Chengyue floated up from the water, wiped the water droplets from his face, and his tone suddenly changed.
It's no longer that lazy, corporate slave tone.
It was a very deep and steady sound.
"Alright. Let's get down to business."
Yu Jianhuan and Su Qingying both fell silent.
They were all familiar with this shift—when Mo Chengyue spoke in this tone, it meant he was serious.
"The immortal water in this spiritual pool is of extremely high quality and has a direct effect on improving cultivation."
He closed his eyes and probed his dantian with his divine sense.
The ancient golden elixir floated at its core, its surface smooth and lustrous, but he could sense that the spiritual energy density inside the elixir had not yet reached its limit.
The essence of heaven and earth contained in the immortal water is slowly permeating his meridians, like countless tiny streams flowing into a lake.
"I want to refine the immortal water to break through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm."
He opened his eyes and glanced at the two of them.
"You two stand guard here. Stop fooling around."
"Especially you."
He looked at Yu Jianhuan.
Yu Jianhuan blinked innocently.
"When have I ever made a scene?"
Mo Chengyue and Su Qingying glanced at her at the same time.
Yu Jianhuan touched his nose, unusually not refuting.
Mo Chengyue sat cross-legged at the bottom of the pool, the water reaching above his chest.
He formed a mudra with his hands and began to circulate the "Yin Yang De He Jing".
This exercise is a special version of the ancient method passed down by the Hehuan Sect, which emphasizes the harmony of Yin and Yang and the use of softness to overcome hardness.
The essence of heaven and earth in the Spirit Pool Immortal Water, guided by the cultivation technique, transformed into strands of golden-white spiritual energy.
It flowed into his pores from all directions, and converged into his dantian along his meridians.
The golden core began to spin violently.
The rotation speed is getting faster and faster.
The patterns on the wall glowed with a pale golden light, like an array that had been ignited.
The pressure on the wall was increasing, and it emitted a faint humming sound.
Yu Jianhuan and Su Qingying each retreated to the edge of the pool, their divine senses locking onto Mo Chengyue's condition.
Yu Jianhuan's expression changed from playful to serious, her phoenix eyes fixed intently on the center of the pool.
Su Qingying's hand unconsciously pressed against the edge of the pool.
A muffled sound suddenly came from inside the Golden Core.
It wasn't shattering; rather, a long-dormant power deep within the core of the Golden Core was awakened.
Extraterrestrial divine lightning. That was the destructive power he had introduced into his body and sealed into the core of his golden core during his tribulation.
At this moment, the essence of the immortal water in the spirit pool washed into the deepest part of the golden core, touching the dormant thunder.
Mo Chengyue's body jolted violently.
A purplish-black arc of electricity shot out from the surface of his golden core, traveled along the meridians to his shoulder, and exploded on the skin, leaving a small scorch mark.
Yu Jianhuan's expression changed, and she leaned forward, about to rush over.
"Don't move."
Mo Chengyue's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and beads of sweat mingled with the pool water as they slid down.
"I can control it."
The remnants of the extraterrestrial divine lightning, like a caged beast awakened from its trance, rampaged through the golden core, each impact causing the core walls to tremble dangerously.
Mo Chengyue gritted his teeth and pushed the speed of the Yin-Yang Virtue Harmony Classic to its limit.
The Yin and Yang energies, like two chains, bound the rampaging thunderous power from the left and right, pressing it back into the core of the golden core.
At the same time, the essence of the immortal water from the spirit pool rushed in frantically during the gaps in the golden core's internal structure caused by the thunder, filling every crevice.
This is an extremely dangerous but extremely efficient process—the thunder breaks through the walls, the immortal water fills in, and the golden core completes its transformation through destruction and reconstruction.
Mo Chengyue's mind was highly focused.
He could sense that the density of spiritual energy inside the golden core was increasing at an almost insane rate.