Martial Peak - Rise Of The Human Emperor-Chapter 64 –Xia Ning Chang’s Kiss!!

Yang Kai was utterly panicked.

He hadn't anticipated this outcome—not at all.

Though he'd learned through trial and error that he could absorb energies beyond just Yang Qi and store them within his bones, it had always required deliberate effort. But now? Without even trying, he had absorbed half of the Nine Yin Dew Crystal. And the speed at which it happened—it was like his body had acted on instinct.

This treasure was meant for Xia Ning Chang.

Yang Kai's heart twisted as guilt rushed through him. How was he supposed to explain this? How could he face her after essentially stealing away something that was vital to her cultivation?

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He turned around, his expression stiff, his words caught in his throat.

But before he could speak, Xia Ning Chang had already walked up to him, her light footsteps soundless on the cold ground. Her delicate fragrance brushed against his senses like a whisper of wind—soft, sweet, and intoxicating.

Her face was flushed, cheeks painted in a rosy hue that extended to her ears. Her breathing was shallow, her chest rising and falling in quick succession, and her wide, crystal-clear eyes shimmered with a blend of bashfulness and determination.

"Junior brother..." she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please bear with it... for a little while."

Before Yang Kai could respond, her cool, slender hands reached out and gently cupped the back of his head. Her touch was so soft it was almost surreal—like fresh snowflakes settling on skin, delicate yet purposeful.

Then, rising on her tiptoes, she closed the distance between them. Her long lashes quivered. She lifted her veil with trembling fingers. And finally—she kissed him.

Her lips were like soft petals—moist, tender, warm with emotion yet cold from the icy energy that still lingered on her breath. A subtle sweetness filled the air as her lips pressed against his.

Yang Kai was caught completely off-guard. His mind blanked for a split second, and his heart thundered in his chest.

Her lips molded against his—nervous but sincere. They stayed connected in a kiss that was neither practiced nor perfect, but pure, driven by emotion rather than experience.

He didn't breathe. He couldn't.

Her scent filled his lungs. Her closeness clouded his thoughts. And the warmth of her body—pressed delicately against his—made every nerve in his frame flare alive.

Then, as though awakened by her boldness, the flame in Yang Kai surged violently.

Despite the freezing yin energy from the Nine Yin Dew Crystal, his blood boiled. A wave of heat coursed through him from his chest to his limbs, overpowering the cold. His breathing grew heavier, chest rising with every exhale.

Xia Ning Chang, meanwhile, had gone still—her entire body rigid in his arms like a statue carved from crimson jade. Her hands trembled faintly where they rested on his shoulders, her pulse thudding like war drums in her throat.

Yang Kai knew this wasn't just a kiss. It was part of something more.

He couldn't delay.

Without thinking further, he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her fully into his embrace. The sensation of her soft body, the subtle curve of her waist, the warmth of her breath on his skin—it all melded into one overwhelming experience.

Their lips still locked, Yang Kai opened his mouth slightly. His tongue gently prodded against hers—not invasive, but coaxing. When her lips parted in surprise, he seized the moment. He maneuvered the crystal delicately with his tongue, guiding it toward her mouth.

A surge of icy energy spread as the Nine Yin Dew Crystal passed between them, but neither of them flinched.

Xia Ning Chang's eyes fluttered half-open. At that moment, she understood. Regaining a bit of clarity, she accepted the crystal willingly, swallowing it in a single, graceful motion.

Even after the crystal had passed, their lips remained connected.

The kiss deepened.

Their tongues danced, no longer just for the sake of transferring the crystal. It became an expression—a release of repressed feelings, quiet longing, and mutual desire.

Yang Kai, young and filled with fire, felt something primal stir within him. His free hand—previously hovering in the air—moved to Xia Ning Chang's backside. Slowly, tentatively, he pressed his palm against the curve of her firm, round buttocks.

She gasped into his mouth, her body twitching, but she didn't pull away.

Yang Kai's mind spun, but his instincts took over. He kneaded gently, savoring the softness and elasticity that even the thick robes couldn't hide. Her warmth seeped into his palm, stoking the fire inside him further.

Their bodies pressed together, chest against chest, heartbeat to heartbeat. The valley around them, once chilled and filled with Yin Qi, now felt like it had caught fire.

Xia Ning Chang's moans were soft and airy, caught between pleasure and embarrassment. Her lips trembled under his touch, and every brush of their tongues sent another wave of shivers down her spine.

Her body leaned into him, as if she, too, wished to close whatever little space remained between them. Her breasts, full and firm, pressed against his chest, sending tingling heat through his muscles.

He moved his hand slowly upward along her back, drawing out the moment. Each motion was deliberate, teasing—meant not to claim, but to cherish.

Her fingers clutched at his robe, tightening with every stolen breath.

But then, like a bolt from the heavens, sharp pain exploded on his tongue.

"Ahh!" Yang Kai yelped, startled.

Suddenly, Yang Kai's tongue started to hurt, making him yelp in pain.

Taking the chance, Xia Ning Chang gently pushed against his chest, her soft hands trembling slightly. With a light nibble, she pulled away from the kiss, slipping out from his embrace like a frightened deer escaping into the woods. Her veil had long fallen to the side, her usually composed demeanor replaced by crimson cheeks and tear-bright eyes that avoided his gaze.

Her heart thudded wildly in her chest. She had done something unthinkable—something no one had ever told her how to do.

Yang Kai blinked, stunned, a mix of disappointment and surprise flooding his expression. The kiss still lingered on his lips, the taste of her sweetness and the coolness of the Nine Yin Dew Crystal now swallowed into her body. His chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as he looked at her awkwardly.

"So... it was like this. Is it enough? If it's not enough, I still have more," he asked with a straight face, as if asking whether she wanted another serving of food.

Xia Ning Chang looked like she might explode from embarrassment. Her hands flew to cover her burning face. She didn't even dare look up.

"Isn't it just a few drops of blood from the tongue?" Yang Kai continued, rubbing his tongue with a wince.

Shy beyond belief, Xia Ning Chang almost wished the ground would swallow her whole. She nodded her head vigorously and replied in a voice barely above a whisper, "Enough! One drop is already enough!"

"Oh," Yang Kai muttered, sounding honestly disappointed. The memory of her lips, her trembling body pressed against his, the feel of her chest soft against his own... it all made his heart stir in ways he'd never experienced before. He let out a long sigh, a mix of satisfaction and frustration swirling within him.

It was the first time he'd ever been this close to this woman.

The warm scent she left on his clothes, the taste of her lips still lingering on his mouth—it all felt surreal.

"Little senior sister..." Yang Kai called out hesitantly, his voice deep and tinged with longing.

Xia Ning Chang flinched like she'd been struck by lightning. Her whole body tensed, and her fingers curled into fists by her sides. How could she not hear the intent behind his voice? That small hesitation, that undercurrent of fire—it was the yearning of a young man whose body had been stirred.

She quickly replied, voice quick and decisive, "You still have various wounds! You should go and focus on healing. I... I also need to refine the Nine Yin Dew Crystal."

Yang Kai scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, "Oh... right..."

He suddenly remembered what she had once told him: once the Nine Yin Dew Crystal was extracted, it had to be refined within two hours or it would lose all effect. Her reminder came not just from embarrassment but out of genuine urgency too.

"That's right," Xia Ning Chang nodded stiffly, as if clinging to her duties was the only thing keeping her from turning into a puff of steam and vanishing from existence