Chapter 248

Chapter 248

Unfortunately, this beautiful woman was selfish and unwilling to do so.

At this moment, Yang Chen finally understood why, when his Primordial Spirit and Yu Yourong’s Primordial Spirit made contact, it was so easy for them to merge.

Moon and Sun, by their very nature, were complementary forces of Yin and Yang, mutually nourishing each other. Now that Yu Yourong’s body had become Lunar Divine Jade, her Primordial Spirit was inevitably affected by it.

Thus, when it came into close contact with his own Primordial Spirit, any fluctuations would naturally lead to fusion, ultimately entering a state of Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation.

“Yang Chen, why have I not obtained even the slightest of your memories? What trick did you use?”

At that moment, Yu Yourong stepped in front of Yang Chen and questioned him.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the stunning woman before him—the Holy Lord, voluptuous in figure, with an exaggerated curvature beneath her slender neck.

Without the slightest blush or wavering heart, Yang Chen calmly replied: “Holy Lord, this disciple has not obtained any of your memories either! It seems that this time, our Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation did not lead to a memory exchange!

“It must be because there was no influence from the ‘Ten-Colored Poria’—without it, there would be no memory exchange. Furthermore, Holy Lord, you have already reached the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, so your Primordial Spirit should have a far stronger memory safeguard!”

“Is that so? Then why do I feel like you’re lying?”

Yu Yourong’s phoenix-like eyes locked onto Yang Chen with sharp intensity. After two rounds of Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation, their spirits were now undeniably more entwined than before.

Deep within her heart, she had an instinctive feeling—this bastard, Yang Chen, was not telling the truth.

Yang Chen hurriedly suppressed all thoughts and fluctuations within his mind, responding with unwavering determination: “This disciple has not lied. If Holy Lord does not believe me, then this disciple has no means to prove otherwise!”

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Yu Yourong remained suspicious.

Yet, when she gazed into Yang Chen’s eyes—honest and unwavering, free of the slightest ripple—she found no flaws in his demeanor.

The reason Yu Yourong was unable to peer into his memories was because he had cultivated a secret technique.

The Yin-Yang Transcendence Technique, being an exceptionally profound Dual Cultivation Secret Art, naturally accounted for the possibility of Primordial Spirit Fusion.

After all, every person had secrets of their own. Even those closest to them were not meant to pry.

Thus, the ancient sage who created the Yin-Yang Transcendence Technique had devised a method to sever memory exchange during Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivation.

Yang Chen had only recently cultivated this secret technique.

And now, it had proven immensely useful.

From the looks of it, the technique worked perfectly—Yu Yourong, this beautiful woman, had been completely unable to glimpse even a sliver of his memory.

Meanwhile, he had successfully peered into quite a few of her memories.

Countless divine abilities, cultivation insights, and even a certain deeply hidden secret …

Yet, Yang Chen felt no guilt whatsoever. On the contrary—he felt that it was only rightfully deserved.

After all, Yu Yourong was already over four thousand years old.

By Primordial Spirit Dual Cultivating with him—who was far younger—was this not a blatant case of an old cow eating tender grass?

The least she could do was compensate him in this way!

“Hmph, I shall believe you … for now!”

Yu Yourong scrutinized Yang Chen for a moment longer, but after failing to detect any flaws in his expression, she could only huff softly and turn away.

“I have now obtained nearly fifteen percent of the Innate Radiance Essence, but it is still insufficient. Yang Chen, continue transmitting it to me!”

“Continue … transmitting?” Yang Chen’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Holy Lord, we have just been in Primordial Spirit Fusion for two whole days. This disciple’s cultivation is low, and my Primordial Spirit is already … a bit exhausted! You, on the other hand, are at the prime of your life, full of vitality—I mean, boundless energy—this disciple simply cannot compare to you!”

…

“Yang Chen, shut up!” Yu Yourong’s phoenix eyes immediately glared at Yang Chen. “I’m warning you—stop using filthy words to take advantage of me! I have cultivated for over four thousand years. Do you think I can’t tell what you’re trying to do? If you do it again, don’t blame me for being merciless!”

Although she issued a cold warning, Yu Yourong’s emotions were complicated at the moment.

When their primordial spirits had merged earlier, that tingling sensation that reached the depths of her soul had completely shattered her consciousness.

As a result, she had no idea how long the process had lasted. She hadn’t expected it to last for a full two days.

Just thinking about how she had merged her primordial spirit with this shameless junior for two entire days left her feeling incredibly unsettled.

There was some anger, some killing intent, and even a trace of embarrassment.

Suppressing her tumultuous emotions, Yu Yourong shifted her gaze to the Ten-Colored Poria that floated inside Yang Chen’s Soul Palace. With a single step, she appeared beside it.

Yang Chen’s heart tightened at once. He was worried that this old woman would seize the Ten-Colored Poria while she had the chance.

“Holy Lord, the Ten-Colored Poria has already grown its tenth leaf. The moment it leaves my Soul Palace, it will trigger the Lightning Tribulation of the Tenth Leaf! If you want to borrow the Ten-Colored Poria to transcend your tribulation, it’s best to wait a while!” Yang Chen spoke in a deep voice.

During his previous tribulation, he had deliberately refrained from using the Ten-Colored Poria to absorb the power of the lightning tribulation.

For one, he truly didn’t need it. For a body cultivator, lightning tribulations were rare opportunities to temper and refine the flesh. For another, every time the Ten-Colored Poria grew a new leaf, it had to undergo a lightning tribulation.

Yang Chen was worried that if he took out the Ten-Colored Poria, it would trigger its own tribulation.

That would be a hassle.

“Don’t worry. I’m just extracting some of the Ten-Colored Poria’s pure energy to deal with the Three Tribulations of Ascension~! Yang Chen, even your origin energy can be absorbed by Zhan Qiuyun. Are you telling me I can’t use a little of the Ten-Colored Poria’s energy?” Yu Yourong’s phoenix eyes swept over Yang Chen coldly.

Without hesitation, she sat cross-legged beneath the Ten-Colored Poria and began absorbing its energy, not holding back in the slightest.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but let out a breath of relief.

But he was also a bit puzzled.

Because just now, this alluring woman’s tone when she compared herself to Zhan Qiuyun, why did she sound like she was jealous?

Could it be that due to their primordial spirit dual cultivation, she had developed some special feelings for him?

Tsk, tsk.

That wasn’t entirely impossible.

After all, primordial spirit fusion directly penetrated the soul. And this had already happened twice—this time lasting a full two days.

Even he had struggled to endure the sensations.

Let alone Yu Yourong, a beautiful woman who had been alone for over four thousand years.

If that was the case, then the matter of helping the Yu Clan reproduce and strengthen their bloodline could be moved forward.