Tree hole

Shi Yan suddenly awoke midway.

His body still trembled as waves of pleasure coursed through him. Without opening his eyes, he knew exactly what he was doing.

One of his hands pressed against Di Yalan's lower back, pulling her delicate body closer to him, while the other hand caressed her full, proud breasts.

Di Yalan's fiery body entwined with his like a water snake, her eyes half-closed in ecstasy, beads of sweat covering her skin. She instinctively moved in rhythm with him, amplifying his pleasure.

A stream of thoughts flashed through his mind, yet Shi Yan's eyes remained closed, his hands unmoving, his lower body continuing the motions he had been making before waking. He relished every exquisite sensation.

His once rough actions had now become more controlled, more deliberate, though his skill had improved remarkably.

His hands, seemingly endowed with a magical touch, expertly targeted Di Yalan's most sensitive spots, causing her to tremble even more intensely.

At some point, he had flipped Di Yalan onto her stomach, her impressive chest pressed against the tree trunk, her back to him, and her hips raised high, swaying as she endured his continued thrusts.

Mu Yu Die, her entire body flushed, leaned powerlessly against another part of the tree trunk, her dazed eyes watching the two.

Shi Yan kept his eyes shut, thoroughly enjoying the primal urge that surged within him, seemingly accelerating the purification of the essence within his body's acupoints.

Di Yalan had long since lost herself in the sensations, merely following his lead.

Who knows how long had passed when Shi Yan felt a wave of pleasure crash over him like a tide. Unable to suppress it any longer, he released, and along with the pleasure, a strange force surged from his acupoints into his body.

That force split in two upon reaching his abdomen—one part merging with his essence, the other fusing with his vital energy, which he then released into Di Yalan.

Amid the heavy breaths of both man and woman, Mu Yu Die slumped weakly into the tree hollow, her breathing ragged, her mind blank.

…

Shi Yan slowly withdrew from Di Yalan, pulled up his trousers, and quietly sat down to regulate his breathing.

Di Yalan lay limply on the ground, her entire body flushed. After a long while, she finally regained her senses, her face red as she adjusted her leather skirt and slowly sat up in the tree hollow.

The three of them returned to their previous positions.

Mu Yu Die was the first to recover, her face still flushed, her eyes wandering between Shi Yan and Di Yalan, as if expecting something.

Shi Yan remained calm, his eyes closed, focusing on absorbing the strange force that had been added to his essence, guiding its flow through his body, not missing any opportunity for growth.

Di Yalan kept her eyes closed, but she knew Mu Yu Die was watching her. Overcome with shame, she dared not open her eyes, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.

Shi Yan had taken her by force in this tree hollow, right in front of Mu Yu Die, and she hadn't resisted too much. In fact, halfway through, she had behaved so shamelessly... Even though she was naturally cheerful, she couldn't handle such madness and was too embarrassed to face Mu Yu Die.

A strange force slowly seeped from her most sensitive spot, causing Di Yalan to shiver almost uncontrollably.

She shifted uncomfortably, cursing herself for being so wanton, and quickly focused her mind.

Under careful observation, Di Yalan noticed that the strange force was partially flowing toward her abdomen, while another part rooted itself in her chest, in the muscles and veins, seemingly altering that specific area.

She clearly felt that the bones, flesh, and veins in that region were undergoing an inexplicable transformation...

The strange force that mixed with the essence in her abdomen released a surging current.

Her essence surged!

Di Yalan's body trembled as she hurriedly concentrated all her attention, fully guiding the transformed essence through her body in a special circulation pattern.

…

The moonlight was bright, casting a gentle glow into the tree hollow, keeping it from being completely dark.

Shi Yan awoke slowly, inhaling deeply.

The Second Sky of the Nascent Realm!

With the help of that strange force, he had taken another step forward, smoothly breaking through to the Second Sky of the Nascent Realm.

Upon waking, he noticed that the wound on his shoulder no longer hurt; the damaged muscles and bones were slowly healing, aided by his Immortal Martial Spirit.

At this rate, he would be fully healed in just a few days.

He slowly opened his eyes to find a pair of bright eyes staring intently at him. As soon as he looked back, those eyes quickly shifted away.

"Miss Mu, why aren't you asleep yet?" Shi Yan asked casually, his expression serene.

Mu Yu Die, who had quickly turned away when Shi Yan opened his eyes, blushed deeply and huffed, "With all that noise, how could I sleep?"

"Heh, I'm really sorry for disturbing you. I'll be more careful next time," Shi Yan replied with an embarrassed laugh, naturally explaining, "A strange illness in my body suddenly acted up, and I lost my mind. Truly unforgivable."

"Are you saying you were unconscious the whole time?" Mu Yu Die scoffed, a cold smile on her lips. "I watched you two very carefully. You were definitely awake later on! Otherwise, your movements wouldn't have been so... so..."

Her face flushed, and she couldn't continue. After all, she had seen Shi Yan employ various techniques.

Someone who had lost their mind wouldn't remember so many tricks while doing that. She was certain Shi Yan had woken up much earlier.

"Uh..." Shi Yan was stunned for a moment, then gave a bitter smile. "So you were watching the whole time, Miss Mu? In that case, I won't try to explain. I really was a scoundrel."

"You... how can someone like you exist!" Mu Yu Die exclaimed, angrily pinching Shi Yan's thigh. Shi Yan exaggerated his reaction, crying out in pain.

Seeing Shi Yan grimace and cry out, Mu Yu Die felt slightly better. But when she turned and saw Di Yalan blushing, sitting there with her eyes closed, she felt annoyed again and suddenly slapped Di Yalan's leg.

Di Yalan, startled and guilty, trembled violently but kept her eyes tightly shut. She mistakenly thought Shi Yan was teasing her again, silently cursing him for being a scoundrel and daring to provoke her at a time like this.

"Sister Lan, how long are you going to pretend to be asleep? Your face is already bright red, and you're still pretending to meditate? Do you think we're idiots who can't tell what's going on?" Mu Yu Die pouted, her tone filled with frustration.

"Ah," Di Yalan gasped softly, reluctantly opening her eyes. "I... I just woke up too. What were you two talking about?"

Mu Yu Die suddenly fell silent, her bright eyes constantly shifting between Di Yalan and Shi Yan, clearly indicating that she knew everything.

Under Mu Yu Die's piercing gaze, Shi Yan remained composed, his face as calm as ever, his thick skin showing no sign of embarrassment, as if nothing had happened.

He could tell that Di Yalan wasn't too upset about what had happened. In fact, she seemed somewhat infatuated. Knowing she wouldn't be overly distressed, he wasn't worried at all.

Di Yalan, however, couldn't maintain her composure. Under Mu Yu Die's questioning eyes, she hesitated, feeling that she should at least pretend to be angry; otherwise, she would seem too shameless.

Even though she had experienced an indescribable pleasure, something her late husband could never have given her.

"You brat!" Di Yalan suddenly stood up, pointing at Shi Yan and shouting, "What did you just do to me? How could you do that?"

"Keep it down, or you'll attract the demonic beasts. Also, the Dark Underworld people are still hunting us," Shi Yan reminded her.

"Oh," Di Yalan nodded, losing all her momentum. Lowering her voice, she said, "You little scoundrel, what do you plan to do now?"

Seeing her reaction, Shi Yan immediately knew his judgment was correct. She really wasn't that upset and had only confronted him out of a sense of feminine propriety.

Amused, Shi Yan adopted a contrite expression, his head lowered as he sincerely admitted, "I was wrong. Sister Lan, how should I make it up to you?"

Di Yalan was taken aback, momentarily at a loss. She had only stood up to berate him out of embarrassment and hadn't really thought about how to deal with him. His unexpected response left her dumbfounded.

"Maybe you should let her hit you a few times," Mu Yu Die suggested, her face filled with a peculiar expression, testing the waters. She had figured out that her Sister Lan hadn't really intended to hurt the scoundrel.

"Yes, he should be punished," Di Yalan nodded, her voice stern. "Once he's healed, I'll make sure to teach him a lesson that will satisfy you, Little Die!"

Mu Yu Die rolled her eyes, speechless. What did this have to do with her? Was Di Yalan planning to punish him just to make her feel better?

"You two sort it out. I'm going to sleep," Mu Yu Die finally realized she had overstepped, muttering under her breath, "A scoundrel and a... a shameless pair. There was always something going on between them. Poor me, not only traumatized but also visually assaulted..."

Her muttering was quiet, but the three of them were so close that Di Yalan and Shi Yan naturally heard every word.