Chapter 1556: 折影

What is a miracle? It is a divine marvel that, under normal circumstances and within common understanding, is impossible to occur.

The Miracle of Life is the core divine power of the Light Creation God, Lisha. The Miracle of Life she wields can heal all injuries, cure all illnesses, expel all poisons, and its most potent ability is creation.

For instance, the Wood Spirit race, which still exists today, are beings created by the Miracle of Life.

This is also why, when Yun Che was crippled and on the verge of death, the Wood Spirit King Pearl within him was able to activate the dormant "Miracle of Life," allowing Yun Che to miraculously recover.

Yun Che does not possess Lisha's divine blood or divine soul, so the Miracle of Life he performs is naturally incomparable to Lisha's. However, it is still a Creation God Art. Even without the corresponding Creation Divine Power, for the current world and for mortal beings, it remains a power of miracles.

Under the radiant profound energy imbued with the power of miracles, the profound veins that Qianye Fantian had personally destroyed were reborn and bloomed anew, like withered flowers after rain.

Just six hours later, Qianye Ying'er opened her eyes. Feeling her reborn profound veins, and looking at Yun Che, who was enveloped in a sacred white glow yet whose gaze was as dark as an abyss, she felt no excitement; her heart and soul were profoundly calm.

Since the day she escaped the Brahma Monarch God Realm, she had never imagined she could experience such a moment of tranquility.

She also realized that Yun Che held far more secrets than anyone could see or imagine. Perhaps, in this world, no one had ever truly understood him.

Her profound veins were fully restored in just six hours... She wondered what expression Qianye Fantian would wear if he knew.

The white glow on Yun Che's body vanished, and a dark aura once again filled the space.

"It seems entrusting my last hope to you was the correct choice," Qianye Ying'er said slowly. As her composure settled, her gaze became so intimidating that one dared not meet it directly. "You always bring surprises!"

With her profound veins restored, her profound energy would no longer dissipate, stabilizing at level three of the Divine Sovereign Realm. Although this was vastly far from her former cultivation level, it represented the brightest possible renewed hope!

Once she integrated the Devil Emperor's Source Blood, the insidious erosion of the Northern Divine Region's dark energy on her would also completely vanish.

Yun Che remained silent, extending his right hand. Demonic blood shimmered at his fingertips, enveloped in black light.

"Shall we begin now?" Qianye Ying'er asked. "Without waiting for me to recover my profound energy?" When profound veins are repaired, profound energy must be emptied. Now that her profound veins were just restored, they were completely empty. In the Northern Divine Region, her profound energy recovery speed would be dozens of times slower than usual.

"No need," Yun Che murmured. "Now is the most perfect state!"

As his voice faded, he extended his arm, lightly but firmly touching Qianye Ying'er's chest with his fingertip, watching as the drop of Devil Emperor's Source Blood from Jie Yuan silently merged into her body.

Qianye Ying'er did not possess Yun Che's extreme affinity for dark profound energy. If she were to force the integration of the Devil Emperor's Source Blood herself, the only outcome would be being consumed by the demonic blood.

A surge of energy—

Black light erupted from Qianye Ying'er's body, her golden hair swirled, and her golden eyes instantly turned pitch black. Yun Che's palm remained on her body, completely controlling the demonic blood. The black light on Qianye Ying'er slowly faded, and the fleeting expression of pain on her beautiful face disappeared as well.

Yun Che abruptly leaned forward, his palm covering Qianye Ying'er's chest, roughly pressing her down onto the ground.

"Do you know how to cultivate together, and how to be a qualified cauldron?" Yun Che's voice was cold, but his gaze was quite greedy and ardent. To have a goddess beneath him... countless men had fantasized about it, yet only he could achieve it. And she had offered herself willingly!

"..." A hint of confusion appeared in Qianye Ying'er's beautiful eyes. There were times when she, too, was at a loss.

"Heh..." Yun Che let out a sinister chuckle. "It doesn't matter. I'll teach you all of this. I'll teach you every day, starting today. Even if you don't want to learn, your body will learn on its own!"

Rip!

With a tearing sound, Yun Che violently ripped open Qianye Ying'er's black robes. Before his eyes, her perfect, divine-like body was instantly revealed.

In the dim space, her body seemed to be bathed in a soft moonlight. Every inch of her ice-like skin and snow-white complexion, every curve and contour, depicted the absolute pinnacle of beauty, unparalleled in the world, in dreams, or even in fantasies.

"..." Qianye Ying'er's body trembled slightly, but she did not resist, nor did she have the right to, for this was the price she had to pay. For a few brief moments, she wished he had instead planted a slave seal on her, for at least then, her soul and dignity would not suffer such agonizing humiliation.

Her beautiful eyes slowly closed... while Yun Che's pupils blazed with an ardent fire. He had thought that, aside from hatred and malice, he would no longer harbor any other strong emotions, but... the goddess's exquisite body made him want to succumb so wildly.

The Devil Emperor's Source Blood, which he had intended to activate, was directly sealed within Qianye Ying'er's body. Yun Che no longer concerned himself with the demonic blood's integration and almost roughly pressed her beneath him...

Dongfang Hanwei had been obediently and quietly waiting outside.

"Senior Yun, I'm coming in." She parted the barrier and opened the door, entering with a stack of luxurious palace robes she had personally selected... and then froze on the spot.

Beside Yun Che sat a woman. The woman had her back to Dongfang Hanwei, her golden hair somewhat disheveled over her shoulders. Her black robes had clearly been roughly handled and were so torn they could barely cover her. Her back, hips, waist, and exquisite legs were largely exposed... Her skin was even whiter than fresh snow, more lustrous than jade porcelain, and faintly shimmered with a moon-like glow, dazzling Dongfang Hanwei.

Yun Che's robes were draped askew, his upper body partially exposed, and there seemed to be lingering beads of sweat on his forehead.

The strange scent in the air was so strong it made her a little dizzy. Although Dongfang Hanwei was inexperienced, how could she not know what had transpired here, and how intense it had been...? After several seconds of stunned silence, she barely managed to collect herself, hurriedly lowered her head, and, still holding the palace robes, approached Yun Che.

"Senior Yun, the clothes you requested," she stammered nervously. By now, she fully understood why Yun Che had suddenly asked for women's clothing.

"Has Ming Xiao been here?" Yun Che asked. Today was the deadline he had given Ming Xiao; he hadn't forgotten.

Dongfang Hanwei quickly replied, "He just came, and asked me to... hand over two soul crystals." As she spoke, she fumbled to take out the soul crystals... In her flustered state, one of them accidentally dropped to the ground.

Just as she reached to pick it up, Yun Che flicked his finger, collecting both soul crystals into his hand. The corner of his mouth curved into a slightly dangerous smile.

"It seems you've already decided what to do next," Qianye Ying'er said, turning around, her gaze sweeping over the soul crystals in Yun Che's hand.

Hearing Qianye Ying'er's voice, Dongfang Hanwei instinctively looked up, her gaze meeting the woman's profile... In that instant, her eyes froze. Her soul felt as if it had been struck fiercely by something, and a buzzing sound filled her mind.

Without a doubt, Dongfang Hanwei was an exceptionally beautiful woman; her reputation as the foremost beauty of the Eastern Cold Kingdom was well-deserved. She was also aware of her own beauty, and during this time, she had constantly wondered if Yun Che had initially come to the Eastern Cold Kingdom with her and now remained there largely because of her.

But looking at the woman before her... with her torn black robes and disheveled hair, even just her profile, made Dongfang Hanwei, herself a woman, feel as if she had suddenly entered an unreal illusion... something more ethereal than a dream.

"You may leave," Yun Che's voice faintly drifted from the hazy world.

Her soul was pulled back from the illusion. She hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to glance at the woman again... What followed was an indescribably powerful and irresistible sense of self-abasement. For the first time in her life, her appearance, which she had always prided herself on, made her feel utterly ashamed.

She didn't know how she got up or how she left... Standing outside, gazing at the sky, it was a long, long time before she finally regained her composure.

With a soft sigh, her eyes grew considerably dimmer.

Casually picking up a light blue palace robe, Qianye Ying'er frowned slightly, but with a flick of her hand, profound light flashed, and the robe was on her. Simultaneously, scattered fragments of black cloth fell around her. It wasn't that she had no other clothes; it was just that all the garments she carried were divine robes inscribed with Brahma God divine power, and they were all golden and too dazzling. She also didn't want to touch them again.

"What are those?" she asked.

Picking up the two soul crystals and wiping away their seals, Yun Che said indifferently, "One records all the King Realms and Upper Star Realms of the Northern Divine Region. However, given the level of this star realm, it can only contain the most superficial information." "And this one..." Yun Che picked up the red soul crystal with his fingers. "It contains the names of the Northern Divine Region women I originally intended to choose as cauldrons. I no longer need it now."

As his voice trailed off, he was about to casually crush it... A blur of jade-like movement passed, and the soul crystal was already between Qianye Ying'er's fingers. Her slender, graceful fingers gently closed around it. "Who knows, it might be useful?"