Chapter 971 - 976, - 977: Beginning the Metamorphosis (2)

Xingluo personally penned a letter, instructing the envoy to deliver it to Xingyao upon arrival in Great Wei.

The matter concerning the Third Prince Xingyin, although Xingyao harbors no fondness for the Imperial Family, she bears the surname Xing, and Yelang is her motherland. In times of national crisis, she cannot stand idly by.

Lin Xuelan and Yu Zhu share similar sentiments.

Yelang is their homeland.

Wu Mi frowned, saying, "Matters of war are beyond my aid. If Your Majesty is not in the palace, he is likely at the Prince Wei’s Mansion outside the palace, together with sister Yiren."

"What? Are we going to war again?" Han Anniang was slightly displeased, not wanting Chen Mo to risk leading troops into danger again.

Even though Chen Mo’s strength is now at the Celestial Human Realm.

Xia Zhiqing, with her keen senses, realized Han Anniang had misunderstood something and laughed, "Don’t worry, Ms. An’niang. Ju Ting and Louwo are small countries with few Middle-Grade Martial Artists and not a single Upper-Grade Martial Artist. No need for Your Majesty to personally lead an army. Any Grand General dispatched will suffice."

...

Outside the palace, in the garden of the Original Wei Prince’s Mansion.

Nalan Yiren held a rolled-up mat, following behind Chen Mo with a sense of unease, biting her lip gently, whispering, "Why aren’t we going to a room? What are we doing here?"

"The sun is out now; the house can’t get any sunlight."

"Hmm?" Nalan Yiren didn’t understand.

"Sunlight aids my cultivation; perhaps it will improve the effects of the twin cultivation." Chen Mo halted before an artificial hill, glancing around, saying, "Alright, here will do."

Nalan Yiren gave Chen Mo a look; at least it was night at Mingyang Mountain, but now it was broad daylight with the sun high in the sky, and the maids serving the Great Elder were moving around the mansion.

Seeing her concern, Chen Mo said, "Rest assured, I’ve instructed the people below not to come this way."

Nalan Yiren’s heart raced as she gathered courage, putting down the mat before deftly untying the rhino horn jade belt at Chen Mo’s waist and helping him remove his black dragon robe.

After a while, Chen Mo removed his outer garment, leaving only his inner clothes.

Nalan Yiren blinked her beautiful eyes, letting him remove the inner clothes himself while she untied her own belt.

"Don’t move, let me."

Chen Mo embraced her waist, pressing her against the artificial hill, and then raised her skirt.

Nalan Yiren was no longer the ignorant girl she used to be. As a grown woman, she clearly understood Chen Mo’s intentions.

Yet, at this moment, she couldn’t care much, casting a glance at Chen Mo before quickly turning her head back. Her cheeks were burning hot as she shyly released her senses, ready to be alert if anyone approached.

Trying to mask her nervousness, she said, "I have a feeling that the Taotie Gu will complete its fourth transformation today."

Chen Mo, returning to his homeland, said in a somewhat rough voice, "Then success is at... today."

Chen Mo tightened his hold on Nalan Yiren’s waist.

Nalan Yiren felt a tingling sensation on the tips of her heart. The masculine aura enveloped her, making her body melt as she said, "Even though I’ve not stayed in the palace recently, I can feel that your harem’s concubines probably hate me to death. They resent me for keeping you to myself."

"Don’t overthink it. Once they know the truth, they will understand you."

"They are so infatuated with you. It’s not easy for them to reconcile with me for monopolizing you for so long, even if they don’t say it, they’ll remember it in their hearts. I plan to... apologize properly after this matter is done. If they want to kill or punish me, so be it."

"It’s not as serious as you say. Those Beauty Pills you gave them before, they still cherish the old affection."

Chen Mo whispered as he embraced the slender waist of his beloved, caressing her face like jade, turning her face to look at her stunning beauty.

Nalan Yiren gazed blankly at Chen Mo for a few moments, then initiated a kiss on his lips. Then, as they separated, she moved her lips, nervously saying, "If my blood can heal the Great Elder, then surely it can enhance the Beauty Pill’s effects. I’ll refine a new batch to make amends later."

Chen Mo’s gaze hardened, choosing not to reply, and silently continued.

An hour passed.

They had battled thrice.

From the artificial hill to the planted nursery, chasing the warm sunlight.

Suddenly, a branch of a pine bonsai snapped with a "crack," swaying gently.

On the mat spread on the ground, Chen Mo glanced down at the peacefully sleeping Nalan Yiren in his arms, her demeanor still lingering with unyielding charm.

As he was about to take his dragon robe to cover her and carry her back to their room, his hands lifted from her waist as if they were stuck to something.

Looking closely, it was transparent thread-like hair, resembling spider silk.

These threads emerged from Nalan Yiren’s pores, naturally causing parts of Chen Mo’s body to be tangled in them.

"What is this?" Mere moments later, Chen Mo found Nalan Yiren’s body completely covered in these transparent threads, looking like crystalline fuzz.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows; then he noticed the red numbers on Nalan Yiren’s forehead slowly rising.

From 2223 to 2225, then to 2226, 2227, 2228...

In the blink of an eye, they would rise a bit.

"Power is increasing, is Yiren breaking through?"

Chen Mo initially wanted to awaken Nalan Yiren to look for herself.

But sensing this change, Chen Mo hesitated, worrying that waking Yiren might stop this rise in power.

After some consideration, Chen Mo decided not to wake her and not to relocate her but to continue observing.

Who knows how much time had passed.

The sunlight no longer scorched as before, and the sky began to darken.

The red numbers on Nalan Yiren’s forehead had already reached 3568 and were still slowly ascending.

Meanwhile, the transparent threads growing from her body deepened in color, increased in quantity, resembling a cocoon, enveloping Nalan Yiren.

Her breathing remained steady, and Chen Mo could sense her blood surging within, even through the "cocoon," he could feel her body warming.

No doubt, this is a sign of a breakthrough.

During his previous breakthroughs, Chen Mo had experienced similar changes.

Regarding these transparent threads, Chen Mo suspected they were related to the Taotie Gu within Yiren’s body.

Of course, the true situation can only be confirmed when Nalan Yiren wakes.

Chen Mo moved her to a room, placing her in bed, sitting by her side, quietly keeping vigil.

...

Meanwhile, in Youzhou.

Having handled the southern affairs of Jin Xia, Chang En did not linger in Jin Xia, as its lingering forces had been dealt with, and the internal matters were under Diwu Fusheng’s charge without his help. After leaving Zhao Liang behind, he led his personal troops back to Great Wei, reporting back to Your Majesty, arriving in Youzhou today.

"Hurry up; it’s about to get cold soon. Return early to the comfort of home."

On the official road, Chang En glanced at the army trailing behind them, lined like a dragon, ordering a quick march.

"Report..."

Just then, a scout rode up to Chang En, followed by a posthouse messenger.

"General Chang En, a secret letter from Your Majesty, requires General Chang En to open personally."

The messenger pulled a secret letter from his bosom and presented it to Chang En.

Taking the letter, Chang En first checked the seal to ensure it hadn’t been opened before unsealing it, extracting the letter to read.

Recognizing Chen Mo’s handwriting on the message, Chang En treated it with careful attention.

After reading, Chang En turned to his signal soldier and said, "Transmit my orders, change course, head for River Sea."

"Understood."