I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 894 - 334: Incompetent Empress! Yu Youhan: Are You Two Done Yet?!

The next morning.

The faint dawn light scattered in through the window lattice, draping the furniture in the room with a thin veil.

On the bed, Ling Ningzhi wore only a pure white undergarment, already soaked with fragrant sweat and clinging tightly to her body, making the already thin fabric even more transparent.

Her delicate brows slightly furrowed, her expression full of exhaustion, as her eyes glared at Chen Mo with embarrassment and annoyance.

This person is simply too outrageous!

She thought they would focus on cultivation, but ended up being treated as an ornament, even being taken to the window... though it was in the dead of night with no one around, it was still nerve-wracking to the point where her heart almost jumped out!

Ling Ningzhi's realm is not low, but she is ultimately a daoist, how could she endure such torment?

By this time, she didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Cough, cough, sorry, I got carried away..."

Noticing the resentful gaze, Chen Mo felt a bit embarrassed.

After breaking through to the Heavenly Human Realm, his physique was already different from before, coupled with the transformation from the True Dragon Blood, the strength of his flesh could only be described as exaggerated. The two of them hadn't met for a long time, so it was indeed a bit excessive...

He reached out and held her fair wrist, sending a thread of Vitality Essence over.

Ling Ningzhi's complexion gradually became rosy, the feeling of fatigue diminished somewhat, and she regained some strength.

After resting for just a moment, she propped herself up, sat cross-legged, five hearts towards the sky, and began breathing and meditating.

The Dao Power in Chen Mo contained an even deeper and more mysterious Daoist Charm than before, and the Law of Cause and Effect was rather beneficial to her; not a bit of time could be wasted...

Whoosh—

The Qi Flow swirled around her, with her black hair fluttering without wind.

Seeing the steadily rising momentum, Chen Mo nodded approvingly.

Whether in talent or comprehension, Ling Ningzhi was the most remarkable he had ever seen in his life; if his opportunities had not been so heaven-defying, Ling Ningzhi surely would have been the first cultivator among the younger generation to break through to Grandmaster.

"Fourth-Level Peak, just a step away from Heavenly Human."

"The Taoist Collection is about to open, time to get some Enlightenment Golden Cores, not only for Zhi'er, but Little Fatty Tiger and Saintess Gu could also use them..."

Chen Mo rubbed his chin with his fingers, pondering silently.

An hour later.

Ling Ningzhi disengaged from her meditative state, opened her eyes, with a gleam crossing her gaze.

"The Daoist Charm is too profound, temporarily unable to fully absorb it, can only comprehend a part of it."

"Even so, it's a significant boost for me."

The leap from Transcend Mortality to Heavenly Human looks like just a step, but is in reality as wide as a chasm.

The Nine Provinces never lacks geniuses, the Cloud Top Ranking changes annually, with Heavenly Prides emerging, yet ultimately how many can prove the Tao to Grandmaster?

As one with an Innate Taoist Body, Ling Ningzhi's Root Bone was already top-notch, backed by the colossal entity of Tianshu Pavilion, with inexhaustible cultivation resources, and even so, she still finds this step difficult to cross.

In contrast, she can more keenly feel Chen Mo's "terrifying" nature.

"He is younger than me by a few years, yet already at Third Grade Unity, and is even a Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation, equivalent to a dual Grandmaster..."

"Throughout history, this is simply unheard of!"

Ling Ningzhi lightly bit her lip, her gaze somewhat complex.

Chen Mo's exceptional talent suppressed the Heavenly Prides of his time; naturally, she felt quite proud of having him.

But aside from that, there was also a trace of an imperceptible sense of loss.

Though aware of the gap between them, she didn't expect it to be so vast, and as realms continue to rise, she'll only find herself falling farther behind...

It's not jealousy; she just wants to stand shoulder to shoulder with Chen Mo, able to hold her own at critical moments, rather than just being a vase with mere beauty.

"What's wrong?" noticing Ling Ningzhi's odd mood, Chen Mo frowned and asked: "Were you too impulsive just now, did something go wrong in your cultivation?"

"I told you not to rush for quick results, you can't become a fatty in just one gulp..."

"It's okay if you can't break through temporarily, I'll get some Golden Cores for you; with your talent, it's just a matter of time."

While talking, his palm pressed against her back, sending a thread of Primordial Qi over to help her smooth out her internal meridians and breath.

Looking at Chen Mo's nagging manner, Ling Ningzhi's heart trembled slightly, her gaze gradually turning gentle, as if transforming into a pool of clear spring.

She was caught in her own obsession; even if she really was a vase, so what?

The cultivation path has no end; even after reaching her master's level, she still couldn't escape the shackles of heaven and earth.

Rather than spending life endlessly seeking the Tao, it's better to live each day well in the present. After all, at this moment, the person she loved was right by her side, and that was already enough for her.

"You should also pay more attention during your cultivation lately; the more at this moment, the easier it is for Heart Demons to breed..."

Chen Mo was still murmuring.

Ling Ningzhi flipped over and pushed him down, whispering in his ear: "You are my Heart Demon."

Chen Mo was slightly taken aback, "Zhi'er, you are..."

Ling Ningzhi looked at him shyly, her fair cheeks flushed with a tinge of rouge, "Didn't you say you can't get fat in one gulp? Then I'll just take a few more bites."

"..."

Chen Mo's throat moved, and his heart couldn't help but start racing.

Usually, Daoist Qingxuan's face was thinner than paper, even when feelings ran deep, she maintained an embarrassed and shameful demeanor, never had she been so proactive.

"Zhi'er..."

"Mr. Chen..."

The two gazed into each other's eyes, their breathing becoming more rapid.

Yet just as the atmosphere was heating up, a cold female voice suddenly came from the void, mingling with a touch of resentment and anger:

"Again?!"

"Enough already! Haven't you two had enough?!"

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Chen Mo's expression suddenly froze.