Dual cultivation, with both spirit and demon paths, was an unprecedented sight.
Even the Illusion God, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, had never witnessed such a scene.
The night sky was filled with thick, ominous clouds, and for a moment, it was quite intimidating.
“Master, please…reconsider.”
Her master was a divine being favored by the heavens, never needing to undergo tribulations for refinement.
Yet now, with the dual cultivation of spirit and demon, breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, such heavy clouds had gathered.
It might be the wrath of the heavens, and there would be consequences.
Tang Muxi, however, was particularly stubborn.
Not only did she not retract her spiritual power, but she also exchanged breaths with Jiang Yin more frequently and passionately, transforming her spiritual power into cool demonic energy, which wound around her meridians.
It was like teasing and provoking, causing Jiang Yin’s dark aura to deepen and her breath to become erratic.
“You…”
Jiang Yin took a deep breath, her whole body tense, trying hard to suppress her desires.
“Don’t mess around.”
Tang Muxi blinked and laughed, pretending to be innocent.
“I’m not messing around.
How can dual cultivation involve doing nothing?”
Every move was both charming and coquettish, full of playful allure.
Jiang Yin’s throat burned, and she swallowed twice before leaning in slowly.
“It just so happens that we haven’t settled the score for risking our lives.
Why not do it now?”
With that, she slightly closed her eyes, her long, dark lashes like crow feathers, and leaned forward to capture her junior sister’s soft lips.
Not long ago, she had been thinking about restraining herself in the future, not letting her junior sister get the upper hand.
But now, all those thoughts were thrown aside as she kissed her, quickly succumbing to desire.
The kiss started off restrained and controlled, but upon touching those soft, moist lips, all restraint turned to dust and was discarded.
The facade was pierced, becoming as obsessive as a beast without reason.
The gentle kiss turned into a bite, with her frost-white teeth lightly tugging at the red lips.
Her strength was a bit heavy, but not painful.
Tang Muxi initially responded actively, but later found it hard to endure, allowing the other to entangle her.
Her body, at some point, lost its strength, lying limply in Jiang Yin’s arms. The long kiss left her breathless, and when they parted, her glistening lips trembled slightly as she leaned against her senior sister’s shoulder, gasping for air.
“Senior Sister…”
Tang Muxi suddenly realized things seemed to be getting out of control, feeling a bit scared.
Jiang Yin smirked, looking at Tang Muxi’s flushed face, her eyes growing darker.
“What, are you admitting defeat already?”
“I…
I’m not…”
Tang Muxi took half a step back, but as soon as she moved away slightly, Jiang Yin pulled her back forcefully.
“You’re not?”
Jiang Yin’s hand cradled the back of Tang Muxi’s head, her slender fingers twirling a lock of dark hair, bringing it to her nose to sniff lightly, then whispering in her ear, “That’s good.
The punishment is still early.
If you don’t play with Senior Sister to her satisfaction, how can I let you go easily?”
Tang Muxi shivered, unable to break free before being kissed again. This time, the biting and nibbling extended beyond just the lips, exploring other… places.
The clouds gathered, the wind swept through, and the sky, which had just calmed, became chaotic again, much like Tang Muxi’s dark hair after a bath, not yet tidied, spreading over her senior sister’s smooth shoulder.
Wen Fei noticed the sky showing signs of change again, but the Illusion God had not returned, making her anxious as she stepped forward.
However, as soon as she reached the door, the Imprisoning Demon Sword blocked her path once more.
If before it was mostly distrust, this time it was more about inappropriateness.
The Imprisoning Demon Sword could clearly sense the alluring scene inside the room.
Who would have thought that during a heavenly tribulation, the two involved would have the leisure to engage in such activities?
Wen Fei was furious but had no way to deal with the Imprisoning Demon Sword, so she could only snort coldly with a dark face, continuing to be tormented by anxiety.
Fortunately, the wait soon yielded results.
The sky was filled with clouds, yet the thunder tribulation had not yet descended, as if something was brewing, with only the oppressive atmosphere growing stronger.
Jiang Yin had never undergone a thunder tribulation with anyone else, only knowing that when someone interfered with the tribulation, the heavens would become furious, unleashing power far beyond the current level.
Seeing the increasingly terrifying momentum of the thunderclouds, she slowly put away her earlier playful attitude.
Reluctantly releasing her lips, her fingers traced the vulnerable neck of the person in her arms, softly asking, “Have you ever passed the Nascent Soul thunder tribulation?”
Tang Muxi, pressed so hard she couldn’t breathe, was finally released, gasping for air.
After a long while, she pursed her slightly swollen lips and shook her head.
“Never.”
In this life, she indeed had not.
Even in past lives, when she passed the Nascent Soul stage, she had never seen such a terrifying scene, so technically, she wasn’t lying.
Jiang Yin nodded.
“Later, I’ll face the thunder tribulation. You help me guard.”
Why would you need a guardian during a tribulation?
Just take out your life-bound artifact and endure it.
If you survive, you live; if not, you die.
It’s always been that simple.
Jiang Yin was just subtly telling her to hide behind her.
Tang Muxi was taken aback and immediately retorted, “No, that’s not right. If anyone’s going to face it, it should be… me.”
However, before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Yin looked over coldly, his eyes slightly red, exuding a seductive charm, but his gaze was as cold as frost, chilling to the bone.
Tang Muxi had no doubt that if she continued speaking, he would explode in anger.
Seeing her fall silent, Jiang Yin curled his lips without much warmth, teasingly brushing a strand of Tang Muxi’s black hair behind her ear, “I thought my junior sister was going to throw her life away again.”
Tang Muxi didn’t dare move, swallowing nervously, not daring to argue.
The dark clouds in the sky were indeed terrifying, but in this life, she hadn’t needed to face a tribulation since she started cultivating.
She didn’t know where things went wrong, but recalling the golden clouds during her breakthrough, she wasn’t afraid of the thunderclouds.
There was a familiar, gentle aura in the air that reminded her of the mother she had never met.
She believed the thunderclouds couldn’t kill her, but she feared Senior Sister might truly die in front of her.
Jiang Yin was quite satisfied with her reaction, affectionately pulling her into an embrace, “I told you, don’t make me angry.
The matter of the Netherworld Talisman isn’t over yet, don’t think it’s settled just like that.”
“It’s not over yet?”
Tang Muxi’s lips throbbed with pain.
Jiang Yin gripped her wrist tightly, as if he wanted to crush her bones, “Jiang Yin never needs anyone to die for her, especially not you.
If you’re really in such a hurry to die…”
“You might as well die by my hand!”
Jiang Yin’s voice grew increasingly sinister, like a vengeful ghost, and no one would think he was joking.
Tang Muxi winced in pain, tears welling up in her eyes, and her face turned pale at his words.
This time, she was truly frightened, never expecting the demon lord to think this way.
She couldn’t even breathe, let alone argue.
Those eyes were ruthless, the voice chilling.
She didn’t think the demon lord was joking, but if it happened again, she would probably make the same choice.
When it came to a life-and-death moment, she could forget everything else, only remembering Jiang Yin.
It wasn’t about reason; she just never considered losing half of her life with Senior Sister.
Seeing that she seemed to understand, Jiang Yin didn’t press further, releasing her hands and retrieving the Imprisoning Demon Sword guarding outside.
Wen Fei was overjoyed, but before she could enter, a terrifying lightning bolt eagerly descended.
The lightning was thicker than a hundred-year-old phoenix tree, emitting dazzling light, illuminating half the sky as it fell.
It carried the weight of mountains, an awe-inspiring force that seemed to threaten the world.
Within a hundred miles, creatures with low cultivation levels prostrated on the ground, trembling like leaves, fearing even the slightest impact.
Wen Fei had just recovered, her soul still weak, finding it difficult to face the heavenly might directly.
She didn’t dare to step into the center of the lightning bolt, retreating hastily with Wen Mingyu as the heavenly lightning poured down.
Once they escaped the main island, Wen Mingyu was still shaken, “Who is undergoing a tribulation to cause such a phenomenon?”
Wen Fei didn’t answer, but the next moment, the answer came.
Above the small house, a person in a red dress faced the thick lightning without fear.
As the lightning was about to strike her, Jiang Yin wielded a menacing black artifact, angrily swinging it towards the thunderclouds, unleashing a powerful force.
This strike gathered most of her strength, vast and majestic, as if possessing the supreme power to split the heavens and earth, fiercely cutting away most of the thick lightning bolt!
However, the heavenly might ultimately prevailed.
Even though part of its power was cleaved, it was still terrifying, and in the blink of an eye, it struck Jiang Yin directly.
In an instant, the world changed color, the sound of the thunder exploding was immense, like mountains collapsing, tearing through the protective demonic aura and violently piercing the remaining thunderous power into Jiang Yin’s body.
It was wild and frenzied, as if it wanted to obliterate her on the spot!
Tang Muxi was blinded by the dazzling light, seeing the scorching, surging lightning engulf Jiang Yin entirely, her heart suddenly suspended.
“Senior Sister!”
She hurriedly got up, summoning her phantom spirit, but before she could rush into the lightning to share the burden with her, she was forced back several steps by a menacing blade aura.
As the lightning gradually dissipated, Jiang Yin was left battered and bruised, her skin barely intact, her internal demonic energy shattered by the heavenly lightning, almost depleted.
One strike had just stopped, and another was about to fall.
At this moment, she should be focusing on recovering her strength, but instead, she seized the brief pause to coldly swing her blade, striking at the person she was protecting.
The fierce blade aura left deep marks on the stone slabs of the ground, mixed with the remnants of thunder, almost shattering the surface.
Jiang Yin watched coldly, issuing another stern warning: “If you are determined to die, go ahead and cross this line. When the time comes, I will first sever your ten fingers, letting you experience excruciating pain! Then I will crush your throat and take your life!”
Her clothes were clearly in disarray, yet her aura remained undiminished.
This was the Demon Lord, the supreme being at the pinnacle of a realm.
Tang Muxi truly dared not move again, only pleading bitterly, “Senior Sister, let me stay with you, please? This lightning tribulation is not something one person can withstand!”
This was only the first strike, and there were still eight more to come, each one doubling in power from the last, with the final strike containing the most formidable force of this sky!
How could anyone survive this!
It was a certain death situation!
Jiang Yin appreciated her anxious expression, but simply smiled, “Do you now understand how I feel?”
Tang Muxi was restless, not understanding why at such a critical moment, her Senior Sister was still joking around.
Jiang Yin, however, continued speaking on her own, “Tang Muxi, I want you to understand, even if I die here, I don’t need you to exchange your life for mine.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she hadn’t even turned to defend herself when the second lightning tribulation descended again, completely engulfing her.
