Chapter 1441 - 1417: The Eighth Yang!

This is her own room, and there is an inner chamber where Ren Feng is directly placed on the bed.

Meanwhile, Ren Feng remains in a coma, and the Yang Tribulation within him is somewhat uncontrollable, with True Qi crazily rushing inside his body.

This escape technique has too severe negative effects; without timely replenishment of vital blood, it could even lead to death.

Within his Dantian, the elixir orb is spinning wildly, and much of the True Qi is depleted, even the Yang Tribulation is eager to move.

Looking at Ren Feng with his tightly closed eyes, Manjushaka takes out her cherished elixir and administers it to Ren Feng.

She watches Ren Feng, with thoughts unknown in her eyes.

As for Ren Feng being an outsider, she doesn't consider it at all.

After administering the elixir to Ren Feng, Manjushaka retreated, and even set up an array here.

Next, Manjushaka went to find the High Priest, sought some elixir, and upon returning, prepared a tub of medicinal soup for Ren Feng, and removed his clothes, placing him inside.

On this day, the experts of the Brahma Sect searched almost the entire world but still couldn't find Ren Feng's trace, which made them a bit annoyed.

Ren Feng's complexion gradually improved; in his consciousness at this moment, he only felt as though he was in a terrifying but dazed ocean current, being tossed about helplessly.

Later, it was as if he was immersed in the depths of the ocean, the seawater soaking him, filling his veins throughout.

Under such circumstances, Ren Feng vaguely felt that the Yang Tribulation power within him that was about to erupt was crazily dissipating.

It's unclear how long had passed, Ren Feng finally gained some consciousness from the deep oblivion, and instinctively, his right hand directly shot forward.

But this strike has little force, not even Nine Yang True Qi was present.

After striking, there was little effect, and instead, Ren Feng felt as if this strike was cushioned in a soft and comfortable spot.

Ren Feng began to sober up, opened his eyes, and saw an exceptionally beautiful woman looking down at him, with his hand unexpectedly covering her right chest.

Ren Feng was stunned; this woman was dressed in Indian attire with a gem embedded in the center of her forehead, sparkling brilliantly, but even that couldn't overshadow her stunning beauty.

Her faint brows were like gentle mist, elegant, her lively and expressive eyes looked at him, dark and clear, with a flawless complexion, carrying a serene and elegant demeanor that was truly captivating.

At this moment, she bent down, with her pretty collarbones leading down to a graceful and slender figure, and at her chest, were full breasts, all so perfectly balanced, flawless, and exquisitely crafted.

Yet Ren Feng's hand was just covering her right chest at this moment, the woman wasn't in a rush, she merely looked quietly at Ren Feng.

Ren Feng also looked at Manjushaka, he finally remembered, this woman was the one he saw in the pool before he passed out.

Just as Ren Feng wanted to retract his hand, Manjushaka grasped his hand, preventing him from moving, then gently stroked Ren Feng's face with one hand.

Ren Feng looked at her, saying nothing, and Manjushaka also gazed at Ren Feng; neither spoke, but there was a unique familiarity between them.

They are Nine Yin and Nine Yang, destined to be born for each other; their simultaneous existence is an inevitable karma.

In this quiet room, Ren Feng lay in a large wooden tub filled with medicinal water; outside, the sky was already dark, Manjushaka stood before the tub, gently caressing Ren Feng's cheek.

They were like lovers who hadn't met in years, this meeting needed no words, actions alone conveyed their sentiments.

Sensing the surging Nine Yin energy from the other, Ren Feng felt the Nine Yang True Qi within him also boiling, and difficult to restrain.

Manjushaka caressed Ren Feng for over a minute, her lips approached Ren Feng, with both of their breaths spraying onto each other's faces.

"My man, I am Manjushaka, the saintess of Brahma Sect."

Ren Feng looked into Manjushaka's bright eyes: "I am Ren Feng."

Manjushaka gazed at Ren Feng, wrapping her arms around his neck, then pulled him up.

With a splash, Ren Feng's body emerged from the tub, wearing nothing, as his clothes were previously removed by Manjushaka.

"Your injuries aren't healed yet; it'll take at least over a month."

Manjushaka pulled Ren Feng out of the tub, looking at his soaked body, and took a towel from beside to wipe him down.

Manjushaka showed no embarrassment, rather her eyes held curiosity.

Ren Feng felt the severity of his injuries; that move was fatal, causing his current strength to not even reach his previous level.

Silently watching Manjushaka wipe him down, Ren Feng knew clearly, according to the old man's words, the fusion of Nine Yang and Nine Yin could potentially remove the negative effects of his Nine Yang body, materializing the soul of the Golden Dragon.

Potentially leading to directly reaching the ninth Yang!

Ren Feng gazed at Manjushaka, remaining silent.

And Manjushaka guided Ren Feng to the bedside.

"Lie down, my man."

Ren Feng lay down as Manjushaka instructed, then saw Manjushaka straddle him, sitting on his waist, her lips coming close to his.

"The Great High Priest said the fusion of Nine Yang and Nine Yin will break the curses in their bodies, is it true?"

Manjushaka looked at Ren Feng and said.

"I've heard of this legend too, but the truth can't be confirmed."

"I believe," Manjushaka stroked Ren Feng's chest, "I believe the gods sent you to me, that we are drawn to and trust each other."

"I am the intruder of Brahma Sect." Ren Feng looked at Manjushaka.

"Abandon that identity, you are you, and I am me." Manjushaka softly said.

Ren Feng was below, Manjushaka was above, and they gazed at each other.

The Yang Tribulation power within Ren Feng's body, so close to Manjushaka, was already uncontrollable.

The eighth Yang seemed about to arrive at any time.