Chapter 1344: Saint Dragon's Energy, Three Parts Return to Origin

Deep within the dark earth.

Wu Yao's dark hair was unbound, and her red dress made her appear vibrant and enchanting. She gazed at Zhou Yuan's face, her narrow phoenix eyes slowly closing. A light bloomed between her smooth brows, and a strange sound, resembling both a dragon's roar and a phoenix's cry, faintly emerged.

The next moment, her spirit, accompanied by a mysterious aura of destiny, surged forth. Using her finger touching Zhou Yuan's brow as a conduit, it directly entered him. Wu Yao's consciousness vibrated intensely at that instant. She felt as if she were in a void, looking ahead to see a figure, identical to Zhou Yuan, sitting quietly in meditation—it was his spirit. However, Zhou Yuan's spirit was currently flickering, his eyes tightly shut, trapped in an unconscious state.

Wu Yao floated upward, her crimson dress swaying lightly, like a red carp. She approached Zhou Yuan's spirit, hesitated slightly, then knelt down. Her body leaned forward little by little until their lips met. The moment their lips touched, their physical bodies outside trembled violently.

Their spiritual powers surged uncontrollably, gradually touching and merging with each other. Outside, Wu Yao's delicate body trembled slightly, a lovely blush spreading across her beautiful, downturned face. Her body temperature also rose. Although their physical bodies had not had much contact, their spirits were directly intertwined. The impact of this spiritual merging caused Wu Yao to tremble all over.

This feeling even made Wu Yao feel a surge of timidity, almost causing her to withdraw her spirit. But just as this hasty thought crossed her mind, Zhou Yuan's spirit unleashed a powerful suction, firmly pulling her in.

Boom! Boom! The dark space vibrated wildly. Behind Zhou Yuan's spirit, a mysterious aura rose, gradually forming a coiling dragon. The great dragon exuded an endless sense of divinity, immensely majestic, and untouchable like divine power.

Wu Yao sensed the dragon's appearance, recognizing an extremely familiar aura emanating from it—the Sacred Dragon's destiny. The original Sacred Dragon Qi had split into three parts at Zhou Yuan's birth. After years of effort, two-thirds of it had returned to his body. Now, the final portion resided within Wu Yao.

The great dragon looked down, its indifferent eyes fixed on Wu Yao. The next moment, the Sacred Dragon's destiny let out a low growl, and with a single inhale, wisps of mysterious energy rose from within Wu Yao's body, ultimately being swallowed by the Sacred Dragon's destiny. What was absorbed was precisely the last portion of the Sacred Dragon Qi.

Feeling the loss of the mysterious energy within her, Wu Yao did not panic or try to stop it. Instead, her exquisitely beautiful face remained serene, even showing a sense of relief. She gazed at Zhou Yuan's closed face. Their current posture was undeniably intimate. Although it was not their physical bodies but their spirits, the merging and touching of their spirits brought sensations that far surpassed those of mere physical contact.

Wu Yao's heart was filled with complex emotions. Since birth, she had never had intimate contact with a man, and perhaps due to Wu Huang's past eccentricities, she had even felt some aversion towards the opposite sex. This current situation with Zhou Yuan truly exceeded her boundaries. However... it no longer mattered.

Wu Yao seemed to smile, for she could feel her life force rapidly dissipating as the Sacred Dragon Qi was drawn away. Perhaps, when that portion of Sacred Dragon Qi was completely extracted, it would be the moment of her demise. At this moment, she recalled the mocking laughter her father had directed at her when she personally slew him: "When dragon and phoenix contend, the devourer thrives!" And the devoured one would surely face death.

Yet, Wu Yao felt no fear; instead, she felt a sense of liberation. While others might desperately covet this Sacred Dragon Qi, she harbored a deep, heartfelt aversion to it. If not for this Sacred Dragon Qi, her mother would not have died the way she did...

"Very well, Zhou Yuan. My Wu family took the Sacred Dragon Qi from you back then. Now, I return it completely. From this moment on, the grievances between our two families are settled; we owe each other nothing more!" On Wu Yao's pale, jade-like cheeks, something like water trickled down. She then completely released her resistance, allowing the Sacred Dragon Qi to flow out entirely.

Outside.

Su Youwei, who had been intently watching Wu Yao and Zhou Yuan, suddenly changed her expression. She noticed that Wu Yao's life force was rapidly fading; her already pale skin was turning as white and fragile as paper. "What's happening?!" Su Youwei exclaimed, greatly alarmed.

Zhao Mu Shen, swaying slightly, walked over. He glanced, his eyes narrowing, and said, "Their destinies are merging. I heard that Wu Yao also possesses a portion of the Sacred Dragon Qi, right?" Su Youwei nodded. This was no longer a secret, after all.

"This Wu Yao is quite formidable." Zhao Mu Shen slowly continued, "She is actively returning this Sacred Dragon Qi to Zhou Yuan. However, this Sacred Dragon Qi has been in her body for many years and has long formed intricate connections with her. Currently, Zhou Yuan is unconscious and is merely plundering this portion of Sacred Dragon Qi, which originally belonged to him, in the crudest possible way. The ultimate consequence will be that the last portion of Sacred Dragon Qi, along with Wu Yao's life force, will all be taken."

Su Youwei's delicate brows furrowed. She looked at Wu Yao's body, her expression becoming somewhat complex. When she first met Wu Yao in Hunyuan Heaven, Wu Yao had shown her much admiration, which Su Youwei could sense. However, she had not accepted it, harboring animosity towards the Great Wu Dynasty and Wu Yao because of Zhou Yuan. But over the years of their acquaintance, as Zhou Yuan's animosity towards Wu Yao faded, Su Youwei naturally no longer maintained that mindset. Thus, the relationship between the two women had improved significantly. At the very least, Su Youwei truly considered her a friend.

"Is there any way to help? At least... to prevent His Highness from plundering so crudely?" Su Youwei asked. Zhao Mu Shen shook his head. "If you asked me to devour them, I could do that. But assisting with this matter, I don't have the ability."

Hearing this, Su Youwei couldn't help but lower her head in sadness, unable to bear watching Wu Yao's delicate body, whose life force was rapidly fading. The scene was like a brilliantly enchanting flower of unparalleled beauty gradually withering away.

Zhao Mu Shen, however, stared for a long moment before slowly saying, "There might be one method to try, though I'm not sure if it will work." "What method?" Su Youwei quickly looked up and asked. Zhao Mu Shen's gaze turned to Su Youwei's exquisitely beautiful face. "This method doesn't rely on me; it relies on you." "If you want to prevent Wu Yao from perishing at Zhou Yuan's hands, perhaps only you, Su Youwei, can achieve it..."