Chapter 229

Chapter 229

[Ding! Host and Yu Yourong performed a Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation*. A destiny connection has formed between your Primordial Spirits. You have plundered 2000 points of Providence Luck from the Son of Destiny, Yu Zun. The host has gained 2000 VPs!]

[*aka Dual cultivation of the soul.]

“Hm?” Hearing the system’s voice in his mind, Yang Chen’s expression faltered slightly.

He hadn’t expected that by engaging in Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation with Yu Yourong, the beautiful elder, he would also seize 2000 points of Yu Zun’s luck. This was an unexpected surprise.

“Not bad, not bad,” he mused.

At that moment, Yu Yourong coldly spoke again: “Yang Chen, do you think I should kill you?”

“Hm?” Her words startled Yang Chen, and he instinctively retreated a few steps. Black light flickered across his body as he prepared to unleash the Heavenly Demon Soul Prison at any moment.

If this beautiful elder made a move, he wouldn’t hesitate to imprison her again.

Although she had secret means to break free from the Heavenly Demon Soul Prison, at most, the two would end up severely injuring each other.

“Hmph!” Seeing Yang Chen’s wary demeanor, Yu Yourong let out a cold snort of disdain.

In her heart, she truly wanted to kill him. She was the proud Holy Lord of Heavenly Dao Holy Land, a peak cultivator in the Dao Integration Realm. Not only had she been defiled by this junior, but they had also engaged in Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation, even exchanging some memories in the process.

This kind of humiliation could only be washed away by killing Yang Chen, reducing him to dust.

However ... after awakening just now, she began to sense the innate Radiance Essence within her Primordial Spirit. To her dismay, she discovered that she had absorbed less than a tenth of it.

The vast majority of it had been taken by that bastard Yang Chen.

Even though less than a tenth of the Radiance Essence was still extremely precious and immensely beneficial—helping her comprehend the essence of light, transcend tribulations, and step into the Immortal Realm—it wasn’t its full potential. The Radiance Essence also greatly aided post-Immortal Realm cultivation, amplifying the power of light proportionally to the amount absorbed.

If she killed Yang Chen, the remaining nine-tenths of the Radiance Essence would dissipate entirely. The mere thought of such a loss made her hesitate.

Moreover, after the Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation, she felt a deeper connection with Yang Chen that made it difficult for her to truly harbor killing intent against him.

“Damn it!” Yu Yourong cursed inwardly, her jade-like radiance fluctuating as her emotions surged. She wanted to disregard everything and end Yang Chen once and for all. Yet, in the end, she refrained.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, Yu Yourong didn’t strike. If she had, the situation would have become extremely tricky to resolve. At best, he could have fought her to a standstill in the Soul Palace. But outside the Soul Palace, half of her Primordial Spirit was still present. He couldn’t hide in the Soul Palace forever.

Now that she had refrained from acting, it showed that her intent to kill him wasn’t strong, or at least she felt conflicted about the situation.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen’s lips curved into a faint smile.

It seemed the earlier Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation had some effect. This beautiful elder’s killing intent towards him had significantly diminished.

He chuckled inwardly. “If we did this two more times, she might end up calling me ‘Brother Chen.’”

“Yang Chen, I can spare your life!” Yu Yourong declared. “But you must transfer half of the innate Radiance Essence you obtained back to me! And ... what happened today must never be known by a third party. If anyone finds out, I will crush your bones and obliterate you completely!”

Hearing this, Yang Chen quickly nodded in agreement.

“Rest assured, Holy Lord! Your disciple will keep his mouth shut!”

“Hmph!” Yu Yourong snorted coldly and cast her gaze toward the Ten Colored Poria hovering above.

“As for that Ten Colored Poria, you must be careful to hide it in the future to avoid bringing disaster upon yourself! The Central Continent is full of old monsters waiting to transcend tribulations. If they find out about this, they will stop at nothing to seize it. By then, even the Holy Land and I won’t be able to protect you!”

“Understood, Holy Lord!” Yang Chen nodded.

Then, with a slightly peculiar expression, he asked, “Holy Lord, were you just concerned about your disciple?”

“Shut up! Do you think I have time to worry about you?” Yu Yourong glared fiercely at Yang Chen. “If it weren’t for your slight usefulness, you’d already be dead!”

She was furious.

This scoundrel! Give him an inch, and he’d take a mile. How dare he think she, the dignified Holy Lord of Heavenly Dao Holy Land, would care about him?

Her reminder to protect the Ten Colored Poria was purely out of her own interest for future use.

“Hmph!”

Yu Yourong’s body shimmered with radiant jade-like light, forcefully breaking through the barriers of Yang Chen’s Soul Palace and dispersing the dark runes that still lingered.

It was precisely this layer of dark runes that had severed the connection between her Primordial Spirit avatar and her main body earlier.

Outside the Soul Palace.

Yu Yourong’s Primordial Spirit avatar entered the surrounding mist.

Yang Chen’s previously lifeless eyes regained their luster, and his body radiated a sacred, luminous aura, as if he were about to ascend at any moment. However, when he looked at Yu Yourong standing amidst the mist, he couldn’t help but remain cautious.

The main body of this beautiful elder—who knew what schemes she might harbor?

Sensing his thoughts, Yu Yourong said coldly, “Rest assured. Although my Primordial Spirit is divided into a main body and avatar, my consciousness is singular! What I said earlier still holds true now!”

As she spoke, the mist around her rippled and began to dissipate, gradually revealing her figure. Her full, elegant silhouette and dignified, beautiful face came into view. She possessed both the allure of a mature woman and the commanding presence of someone long accustomed to authority.

Compared to her radiant Primordial Spirit state, her physical form had a more tangible, jade-like texture, with snow-white, smooth skin that exuded a rich, velvety beauty.

Although her sanctity was slightly diminished, it only accentuated her charm.

“Holy Lord, why did you disperse the mist?” Yang Chen asked in confusion.

“My will, none of your concern!” Yu Yourong snapped coldly.

The truth was that she had seen fragments of Yang Chen’s memories. In them, this scoundrel had entertained countless fantasies about her appearance and figure within the mist.

Tolerance? Bah!

When she named herself Yu Yourong, it was because her beauty was once unmatched across the Central Continent—an elegance that could topple kingdoms. That’s why she chose the name

Yourong

(雍容, meaning grace and beauty). But this bastard had twisted the meaning entirely in his mind.

Rather than let this scoundrel’s imagination run wild, she decided to reveal her true appearance herself.

After all, it wasn’t much different from her Primordial Spirit state.