Chapter 395 - 134: Promotion! Lynch Reaches Tier Three

Chapter 395: Chapter 134: Promotion! Lynch Reaches Tier Three

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The two of them locked eyes.

Seeing Lynch’s "sudden realization" mixed with a hint of disappointment, Sea Song seemed to figure something out. She blushed and stammered, "My lord, you... you mustn’t get the wrong idea. It’s just that you’re advancing too quickly. A simple Blessing of the Sea isn’t quite effective enough for you anymore."

"I was worried you might fail to advance this time and would have to spend a while recuperating your soul... So I wanted to try combining the Blessing of the Sea with the methods of a Moon Priestess..."

Her voice grew quieter and her cheeks redder as she spoke, until her words were nearly inaudible. The tips of her ears, peeking out from under her long green hair, were so red they looked like they might start bleeding.

"So you weren’t preparing to offer your chaplet, huh?" Lynch muttered, his tone filled with obvious disappointment.

"Cha... chaplet?" Sea Song’s body stiffened slightly. She lowered her gaze, not daring to meet Lynch’s eyes, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz. "A chaplet... n-no, that’s not possible... It would be too much of a waste to use it now... Yes..."

The more she spoke, the more embarrassed she became, her hands nervously wringing the hem of her priestly robes. She looked as if she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Ah..." Seeing this, Lynch quickly put a stop to the increasingly sidetracked conversation. He cleared his throat twice to hide his own awkwardness. "Alright, then. Let’s begin. Let’s try your new method."

"Mhm..."

Sea Song nodded lightly, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped forward. She helped Lynch remove his loose black robe, revealing his perfectly toned physique.

Lynch’s build was already on the stronger side, and with the Body Tempering effects of the Profound Yin Body Refining Spell, his muscles, while not as exaggerated as a Warrior of the same tier, were nonetheless brimming with a sense of explosive power.

"My lord, please assume your usual Meditation posture and close your eyes..." Sea Song guided Lynch softly, a slight tremor in her voice.

Lynch did as he was told, sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes, and regulating his breath.

Immediately after, he heard the faint rustle of clothing slipping off from behind him, accompanied by Sea Song’s slightly hurried breathing.

The next moment, a warm, soft body pressed against his back, embracing him in a strange posture.

Lynch opened his eyes and glanced down, discovering that Sea Song was wearing only a layer of sheer gauze that shimmered like moonlight. Where their skin met on his back, he could feel an astonishing resilience and warmth.

She pressed her cheek to the nape of Lynch’s neck and began to chant the familiar, ethereal "Blessing of the Sea."

In an instant, Lynch felt a cool, sacred energy surge from Sea Song’s body, flowing continuously into him where their skin touched.

He knew this was the essence of the moon that Sea Song had collected from the Moonlight Well—an incomparably pure and untainted energy.

’This is...’ Lynch was shaken.

"Don’t get distracted." Sea Song’s chanting paused for a moment as she whispered in his ear, her warm breath tickling his lobe. "Concentrate. Guide the energy to break through the bottleneck..."

Her voice had now lost its shyness, replaced by a sacred solemnity. It was as if she was no longer the bashful maid, but a true Priestess who held dominion over the moonlight.

Lynch didn’t dare let his mind wander any longer. He quickly focused and began to circulate the Basic Nether River Visualization Skill.

However, even as he tried to concentrate, the astonishing sensation from his back still made his heart flutter.

Not to mention, at such close proximity, he could even smell Sea Song’s unique scent—a mix of the salty dampness of the sea and the cool clarity of moonlight.

’I have to admit, the ancient High Elves really knew how to live it up~’

Lynch couldn’t help but roast her internally. ’Sea Song must have learned this move from Priestess Mama...’

He suddenly remembered something.

His own Elf experts had once gossiped about a secret rumor: apparently, Priestess Mama Song of Elune had... ahem... a relationship that went beyond friendship with the Elf Queen, Morninglight Alawell...

’Could it be that Priestess Mama often used this method to help the Elf Queen cultivate?’

Some indescribable images involuntarily surfaced in Lynch’s mind, and he immediately felt his nose grow hot.

’Hot damn~ I can only say, hot damn~ No wonder they say High Elves have excessively rich material and spiritual lives. The rumors are true...’

"My lord." Sea Song seemed to sense Lynch’s wandering mind and lightly bit his shoulder. "Focus..."

"Hiss~ Right, focus, focus!"

Lynch shuddered and quickly cast aside the random thoughts in his head, beginning to operate the Nether River Observation Skill with all his might.

The song of the Blessing of the Sea echoed in his ears, washing over his soul like the tide, smoothing out the Spiritual Power that had grown restless from prolonged contact with the Power of Death.

Meanwhile, the essence of the moon continuously pouring into his body was like clusters of silver flames. It merged with the Power of Death within him, the yin and yang complementing each other to produce a strange, qualitative change.

BOOM—!

An unknown amount of time passed before a colossal roar seemed to erupt in Lynch’s mind.

Under the impact of this vast energy born from the complementary yin and yang, the Tier Two bottleneck that had troubled him for so long finally shattered with a crash.

In that instant, Lynch felt his consciousness being elevated to an infinite height, and his Spiritual Power began to surge madly like a flood breaking through a dam.

He could clearly feel that in just that short time, the range of his Spiritual Power had expanded from just over two hundred meters to more than three hundred, and the fineness of his perception had also increased significantly.