Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 85 - 84: Yang Emperor Heart Scripture

A swirling, hazy mist hung like a white veil before the naked, bathing beauty. This sense of being tantalizingly concealed only made the atmosphere feel all the more intimate.

"Xiaohan, you should come in for a dip. This is the Snow Spirit Spring I had shipped all the way from Celestial Mountain—it cost me a fortune. After soaking in this spring, your pores will open up, and absorbing Spiritual Qi will be completely effortless.

Of course, its best effect is for beautification. After being nourished by the Snow Spirit Spring, one's skin becomes as smooth as milky satin... And you should be quite familiar with that texture, shouldn't you, Xiaohan?~"

Shang Miaoyan swirled the crystalline, vermilion liquid in her glass. With a coy smile, she crooked a finger at Pei Yuhang, inviting him to join her in the bath.

"Where is the Secret Technique you mentioned for controlling the Giant Sun Saint Body?"

Ignoring the Witch's temptation, Pei Yuhang got straight to the point.

He had to first make sure this woman, Shang Miaoyan, wasn't deceiving him.

"Oh, Xiaohan, you're always in such a hurry... It's a good thing Miaoyan is the most accommodating woman in the world for you. Any other woman would never let you take the benefits without letting her have a little fun in return."

Shang Miaoyan extended the tip of her tongue, licking a drop of wine from her silver-white fangs. Then, like a mermaid, her slender body glided through the water until she was at Pei Yuhang's feet.

SPLASH~

She rose from the spring like a lotus blossom emerging from the water, stretching her lithe body.

Her naked charms, no longer concealed, were displayed before Pei Yuhang without the slightest inhibition.

Pei Yuhang's will was firm. Faced with such a bold display, his expression didn't falter, nor did he avert his eyes out of some feigned modesty.

After all, they knew each other inside and out; there was no need to be coy now.

A light flashed from the Jiezhi Storage Ring on Shang Miaoyan's fingertip.

A yellowed scroll, made of some unusual hide, appeared in her hand.

Pei Yuhang took the scroll and opened it.

The scroll was completely blank, devoid of any patterns or text.

Pei Yuhang wasn't surprised. Items from the Cultivation Realm were often miraculous. Scrolls and books like this, which passed down legacies, were usually just vessels; the true content had to be perceived and read with one's Divine Sense.

He released his Divine Sense, sending it probing into the scroll like a small tendril.

VMMMM—

A numbing tingle, like an electric current, shot up the tendril of his Divine Sense and into his Sea of Consciousness, making his ears ring.

He closed his eyes and saw a complex, abstruse scripture suddenly appear within his Sea of Consciousness. The characters were from the Divine Desolate Era, but Pei Yuhang could still decipher them, though it would take more effort.

[Yang Emperor Heart Scripture]

The name of the scripture made Pei Yuhang pause for a moment.

'A Cultivator who calls himself "Emperor"... that really fits the style of the Divine Desolate Era, an age of countless heroes vying for supremacy...'

The Cultivators of the present day divided history into three eras.

The first was the Divine Era. The world had just emerged from chaos, and its laws were still crude, held entirely in the hands of the Innate Divine Spirits.

As the undisputed rulers of that age, the Innate Divine Spirits set the rules for all later-born beings. Many of these rules remain in effect to this day—for instance, the creation of the Underworld and the establishment of the Reincarnation Law.

Later, the Ten Thousand Races of later-born beings grew unwilling to submit to the harsh rule of the Innate Divine Spirits. After successfully overthrowing their dominion, the world entered the First Year of Divine Desolation, marking the beginning of the Divine Desolate Era.

During the great war of the uprising, the Human Race's performance was the most outstanding, and they thus became favored by the fortune of the Celestial Dao, gradually rising to become the protagonists of the world.

That era was the golden age for the Human Race to explore the Great Dao.

As for what came after, Pei Yuhang didn't know.

He had scoured every historical record he could find, but the accounts of that period of history were all incredibly vague.

He only knew that after that indistinct worldly calamity, more than half of the world's Sects were annihilated, and the concentration of Spiritual Qi in the world began to decline year after year...

Although the current era could hardly be called The First Year of the End of Dharma.

But compared to the Divine Desolate Era, when Spiritual Qi was at its peak, the decline had been drastic.

This *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture*, from ten thousand years ago, was undoubtedly priceless. If knowledge of it got out, it would likely incite countless Great Powers to fight over it, stirring up a bloody storm throughout the Cultivation Realm.

He carefully read the opening Technique, preparing to test whether this Heart Method could truly help him control the Pure Yang Fire Qi of his Giant Sun Saint Body, which swelled within him like a great sun.

Pei Yuhang's mind immersed itself in the scripture within his Sea of Consciousness.

Gradually, a great sun of brilliant golden-white light appeared before his mind's eye. Not far from it was a silver moon, a hundred times smaller in comparison.

Pei Yuhang knew these were the Yang Essence and Yin Essence within his body.

The principle was one of balance between yin and yang; one could not exist without the other, nor could one side be too extreme.

Pei Yuhang's Yang Essence was pushed to the absolute extreme. It was naturally as vast as a true sun. Even though he had focused all his efforts on cultivating the Cold Yin Dao Skill, constantly practicing Yang Replenishing Yin to strengthen his Yin Essence, he was still unable to achieve balance.

This was the root cause of the Evil Yang Fire Qi that so often plagued him.

Now, the text of the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture* materialized and circled around his spiritual form. He tried to activate the scripture, condensing it into a fishhook which he cast toward the great golden sun, hooking a trace of its Great Sun Yang Fire.

The next moment, a thread of white light flew out from the Great Sun Yang Essence. At Pei Yuhang's command, it soared toward the Silver Moon Yin Essence.

Faintly, the Silver Moon Yin Essence seemed to grow a little brighter—a sign that the Yin Qi within his body was strengthening.

'It worked... The effect is weak, but it definitely works.'

'And since the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture* is a dual cultivation technique, its true potential will only be revealed through dual cultivation.'

Joy filled Pei Yuhang's heart. The problem that had plagued him for so many years finally seemed to have a solution.

......

Pei Yuhang opened his eyes to find that Shang Miaoyan was no longer by his side.

Furthermore... the Snow Spirit Spring in the pool had completely dried up. It seemed that while he was cultivating the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture*, his body had unconsciously released a massive amount of scorching Fire Spiritual Qi, evaporating all the water.

'So... just how long have I been cultivating?!'

Pei Yuhang's face fell in alarm.

'If I've been cultivating for several days without realizing it, how am I going to explain this to Liyuan when I get back?'

'And... I've been gone for so long, Liyuan must be so worried!'

Pei Yuhang hurriedly got up, preparing to fly back to the Cold Palace Sword Mansion on his sword.

But just as he pushed open the large, jade-carved doors, a beautiful woman pressed herself against him in an embrace.

Shang Miaoyan's familiar fragrance filled his nostrils. He wasn't sure if it was due to the *Yang Emperor Heart Scripture*, but Pei Yuhang felt his entire body heat up, as if it urgently craved the fusion of Yin Yang Sympathy.

"Xiaohan, you're finally awake. You've been cultivating for three days, you know."

"Three days?!"

Shang Miaoyan pressed a fingertip to his lips, and her sly, fox-like eyes glinted with mischief.

"Don't worry. So as not to disturb your cultivation, Xiaohan, I've already contacted Sister Ye for you. I told her you left the Sect to carry out a mission.

Besides... shouldn't you be paying attention to me first, Xiaohan? Miaoyan gave you such a great opportunity. Even the spirits in old tales know to repay a kindness..."

The raw desire in Shang Miaoyan's eyes seemed about to spill over, no longer possible to suppress.

She wrapped her arms around Pei Yuhang's neck and began to push him back through the doorway.

"Wait... You promised me that for three days, you wouldn't..."

Pei Yuhang stopped mid-sentence.

'That's right. It's already been three days. Which means, Shang Miaoyan can do as she pleases...'

Her red lips descended upon his, and a tidal wave of passion completely submerged Pei Yuhang's thoughts.