Chapter 1292: So Grown Up

After reaching the Divine Way in cultivation, profound practitioners can exist in cosmic space, beyond the star realms, while still in their physical bodies. However, this was Yun Che's first time genuinely traversing cosmic space in such a vivid manner.

Time quietly passed. As the Moon-Evasion Immortal Palace flew, they unknowingly swept past countless stars.

"So, all those strange occurrences with you back then were because the Heaven Smiting Star God was by your side," Xia Qingyue said. She naturally knew the name of the Heaven Smiting Star God, and what she meant for the Heaven Profound Continent.

"Aren't the things that happened to *you* even more incredible?" Yun Che smiled faintly. "This world is vast, yet sometimes it feels very small."

"When we got married, you were still only in the Elementary Profound Realm. Yet, in just twelve years, you're the 'Divine Bestowment First' of the Eastern Divine Region." She looked at Yun Che and said sincerely, "Perhaps you truly are what they call... the Son of the Heaven's Way."

"Absolutely not," Yun Che said, waving a hand decisively. Son of the Heaven's Way? Those nine lightning tribulations clearly tried desperately to strike him dead, yet they could only tremble and helplessly dissipate under the Evil God's power. But in the eyes of the world, coupled with the words of those three "old swindlers" from the Heavenly Mystery Realm, the nine layers of lightning tribulations seemed to announce the birth of the "Son of the Heaven's Way."

"These past years, have you ever thought about returning to the Heaven Profound Continent?" Yun Che asked.

"I think about returning every single moment," Xia Qingyue sighed. "But I don't dare. I'm afraid my adoptive father's anger would still extend to my birth father... or even the Heaven Profound Continent itself."

"..." Yun Che nodded slightly, a heavy sigh echoing in his own heart. He understood Xia Qingyue's feelings perfectly, because he, too, was currently unable to return.

Neither of them were those old monsters who had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, whose emotions had grown increasingly faint. Some things were far more important than their own lives.

"What about you?" Xia Qingyue asked.

"I was supposed to go back within the next two years, but..." Yun Che shook his head helplessly. "I've caused too big a stir; I'm no longer in control of my own destiny. Now, I'm about to enter the Brahma Heaven Pearl, so I'll have to wait at least three years before looking for an opportunity to return."

When they first arrived in the Divine Realm, neither of them had ever imagined that in just a few short years, they would unknowingly reach a level where they could stir up storms in the Eastern Divine Region... This also burdened them with heavy pressure and apprehension.

"If such an opportunity arises, let's go back together," he said softly, looking at Xia Qingyue's profile.

"..." Xia Qingyue remained silent for a long time, then nodded gently. "Alright."

*Can I still return...?* She closed her eyes. In the world of her mind and soul, she could no longer find her own existence. Today's choice had preserved Yun Che's dignity, but it had betrayed her adoptive father and birth mother, whose kindness was as vast as a mountain. She had also become a sinner of the entire Moon God Realm.

*For the rest of my life, I am no longer qualified to live for myself...*

While she was silent, Yun Che quietly watched her.

More than ten hours had passed since they left Divine Moon City, and Yun Che's state of mind had long since become peaceful. However, from beginning to end, he could feel the heavy melancholy clinging to Xia Qingyue... it hadn't faded for a single moment.

"Qingyue, I know what you're thinking right now: how to 'atone' after returning," Yun Che said, instantly seeing through Xia Qingyue's thoughts. He crossed his arms over his chest and spoke solemnly, with the demeanor of a husband. "Don't always think of shouldering it alone. You're not that great, nor do you need to be. Since you still acknowledge me as your husband, isn't it only natural to try relying on me?"

"I told you, this has nothing to do with you..."

"Whether it concerns me or not is for me to decide," Yun Che interrupted her, then flashed an easy, confident smile. "You might be worried that the Moon God Emperor will slap me to death when he sees me. But don't forget, I'm currently bearing the title of 'Son of the Heaven's Way.' Unless he's completely lost his mind, he won't indiscriminately strike to kill... Besides, I have a method that can not only appease his anger, but perhaps even make him grateful to me."

"So, you don't need to take me to the Brahma Heaven Realm first. Instead, I'll accompany you back to the Moon God Realm."

"?" Xia Qingyue turned her beautiful eyes. Yun Che's confident demeanor didn't seem like pretense. "What method?" she asked.

The method Yun Che spoke of was, naturally, using the Grand Way of the Buddha to extend Yue Wugou's life. However, he didn't plan to reveal it, because no one in the world would believe him based on his word alone, especially regarding something even the Moon God Emperor couldn't achieve. Moreover... he was also afraid that Yue Wugou's condition might be far worse than he imagined, which would only cause Xia Qingyue to lose her last hope.

"Of course, it's to give him a grand gift he'll absolutely love," Yun Che said after a moment's thought, his eyes flickering slightly as he put on a mysterious expression. "Ahem, this gift is quite special. I can only tell you if you close your eyes."

Xia Qingyue's slender brows slightly furrowed. She seemed very eager to know what "method" Yun Che was referring to, so she closed her eyes as instructed.

With her beautiful eyes closed, the bright light of the Immortal Palace shone upon her, making her appear like a stunning painting of a goddess under the moon, ethereal and transcendent. Her white robes were like snow, yet they could not conceal her exquisite skin, lustrous white like jade and smooth as congealed fat.

As she stood there quietly, a breathtaking beauty and ethereal grace seemed to sweep over him. Her exquisite, otherworldly posture was such that even the words "extraordinary and transcendent" could hardly describe a fraction of it!

Twelve years ago, Xia Qingyue was already devastatingly beautiful; now, she was even more breathtakingly stunning. Even Yun Che had moments where he couldn't believe this woman was actually his wife.

What a pity, he hadn't touched her in twelve years!

He took a few steps forward, coming before the unsuspecting Xia Qingyue. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he heavily kissed her lips before she could even react.

As their lips met, Yun Che felt as if her lips were like orchid jade paste, soft and smooth, with a sweet, moist coolness.

Xia Qingyue's beautiful eyes widened, and her body suddenly stiffened. She instinctively tried to make a sound, but just as her pearl-like teeth parted, Yun Che's tongue seized the opportunity to drive straight in, touching her bewildered, fragrant tongue and seizing the full fragrance of her mouth.

"Mmm..."

With a startled whimper, Xia Qingyue's delicate body stiffened again as if electrocuted. Her mind went completely blank for several breaths before she finally remembered to resist. Yet, in her chaotic state, her resistance wasn't to push Yun Che away with all her might, but rather to frantically use her own soft tongue to push against his, trying to expel him from her mouth.

Her small tongue was delicate, soft, and smooth; rather than resisting, it seemed to be bashfully welcoming him.

The delicate body in his arms was boneless and soft, with a trace of alluring plumpness. Yun Che's hands wrapped around her waist; even through her clothes, it felt like caressing the most perfect warm jade in the world. Their tongues continuously intertwined under Xia Qingyue's resistance, and her fragrant saliva flowed from her mouth, making him instinctively tighten his embrace on her waist, wantonly invading every corner of her mouth.

Finally, with a sharp gasp, Xia Qingyue's pearl-like teeth bit down hard on Yun Che's tongue...

"Ah!!"

Yun Che let out a strange cry, finally retracting his tongue, then was pushed several steps away by Xia Qingyue's weak and powerless palm. He covered his mouth, gasping for air, and exclaimed with wide eyes, "Xia Qingyue, are you a dog?!"

"You..." Xia Qingyue's face was flushed, and she was panting lightly, even her hair slightly disheveled. There was a trace of fresh blood in her mouth; Yun Che's tongue had clearly been bitten. This taste of blood made her already chaotic mind even more flustered, and she swallowed it in a daze.

She hadn't expected Yun Che to be so bold. Nor had she expected him to suddenly...

In contrast to Xia Qingyue's disordered breathing, Yun Che took a deep breath, yet his face wasn't flushed and his heart wasn't pounding. Instead, he said mischievously, "Are you suddenly feeling a bit better?"

"..." He had suddenly assaulted her, yet he was trying to pass it off as if it were to relieve her melancholy. Xia Qingyue was momentarily choked with anger and simply turned around, not wanting Yun Che to see her flustered expression.

And yet, the melancholy in her heart had indeed unconsciously lightened considerably.

"You're not *really* angry, are you?" Yun Che secretly grinned, a silent howl echoing in his heart: *Twelve years, it's been twelve years! I finally got to kiss her once... Of course, I had to kiss her hard.*

*Er... I guess that counts as significant progress?*

Xia Qingyue remained silent... If Yun Che had been standing in front of her, he would have seen her chest heaving violently.

"We've been husband and wife for twelve years, yet it's always been in name only. You wouldn't... really get angry just because of this, would you?" Yun Che's voice lowered, faintly mixed with a slight sigh and... a hint of grievance?

"..." Xia Qingyue's chest heaved once more, and her expression finally relaxed a little. Yet, her lips and mouth were still full of the sensation and taste Yun Che had left behind, and she couldn't shake it off. Hearing Yun Che's words, a touch of guilt arose in her heart. She whispered softly, "I'm sorry... I'm still not used to it."

"It's fine, you'll get used to it gradually!" Yun Che quickly replied. Then, seeming to realize that remark was inappropriate, his voice obediently lowered again. "What I mean is... in the future, if you don't wish it, I definitely won't do this again. So... can I hold you for a while?"

Listening to Yun Che's cautious, almost humble request, Xia Qingyue could no longer feel anger in her heart; instead, it was filled with guilt. *Yes, she was his wife after all...*

"Mm," she replied very softly, without turning around.

Yun Che moved forward, coming behind her. His arms gently embraced her from behind her waist... As his arms closed, a smirk played on his lips. His hands moved upwards along with the momentum, fingers splayed wide, firmly grasping Xia Qingyue's high, full chest.

Instantly, his hands sank deep into two extremely soft and full mounds. Under his force, the plump, jade-like flesh overflowed from between his splayed fingers, even through her soft, smooth moon robes... a single palm couldn't even fully grasp them.

Xia Qingyue's body instantly stiffened. As her moon robes swelled, a massive force slammed into Yun Che's chest, sending him flying back. He flipped in mid-air and landed hard on the ground.

Yun Che didn't get up immediately. Instead, he sat there, looking at his recently successful hands with an incredulous expression. Then he looked up and exclaimed in astonishment, "Qingyue, you've actually become... so big!"

Back then, at sixteen, Xia Qingyue was already somewhat developed... by visual estimate, but only somewhat.

Yet just now, the sensation under his hands was incredibly swollen and full. All ten of his fingers sank deep, yet still didn't reach the outer edge...

Her moon-white long dress, though ethereal and graceful, was exceptionally loose. While her chest was high and prominent, its true size was hard to discern. Yun Che had absolutely not expected that after a few years apart, Xia Qingyue... was practically comparable to Mu Xuanyin.

(Yun Che: *Huh? Why did I think of Master?*)

"You..." Xia Qingyue continuously retreated several steps, her arm instinctively shielding the area that had just been invaded. Her snowy face was a mix of panic and confusion, her gaze a blend of fear and anger. Her chest, which had just calmed, began to heave violently again, and her gasps for breath became many times heavier.

And Yun Che's words, which had blurted out, made her mind so chaotic she was almost in a daze.

She was just about to scold him when suddenly her gaze froze, fixed on the light screen. "What is that...?"

Within the light screen, a faint golden glow was rapidly approaching from a distance.