The night was high in the sky, and the bright moon shone brightly.
But for some reason, the full moon tonight was hazy and faintly red. Liu Changqing, who hadn't had enough wine at dinner and had gone up to the top floor to drink alone, looked up at the moon in bewilderment.
His life wasn't long, but he had never seen such a strange sight before. Old Liu, who couldn't understand it, just thought it was another kind of strange phenomenon brought about by the black fog that was engulfing the world, and didn't think much of it.
The view continued to drop downwards, passing through most of the dark floors of the Tower of Babel, until it reached the thirty-third floor.
The curtains were only half drawn, and the blood-red moon shone through the French windows of the balcony into the boudoir, illuminating the room in a hazy light.
On the wooden floor, a number of clothes were scattered from afar, including a bright red palace dress and a classical-style bodice and trousers embroidered with black silk, which were spread all over the floor, giving people much to imagine.
On the bed, the quilt was piled high, the sheets on both sides were messy, and the sweat mixed with water was spread out wetly, even reaching the floor.
The curtains, illuminated by moonlight, cast flickering shadows that resembled a chaotic dance.
After an unknown amount of time, all the noise disappeared. Shen Qian poked his head out from under the covers. He looked like a drowning man, his whole body was soaking wet. In addition to the joy of his long-cherished wish being fulfilled, there was also a clear sense of relief and horror at surviving a disaster in his eyes.
"Terrible, absolutely terrifying..."
Let's clarify one point first: although Ji Ruoshui has no cultivation, it doesn't mean that she is really a weak woman.
Back when Shen Qian's martial arts were not yet fully developed, she easily inflicted serious injuries on him even while he was possessed by the system, demonstrating the strength of her physical body.
After all, it was the Queen Mother of the West appearing in the world, so it's understandable that she sank before.
But... Shen Qian never imagined that when she lost her restraints and self-control, the desires she unleashed would be so terrifying!
It was like a bottomless chasm. Shen Qian doubted whether his body, which was worthy of being called the best in the world, could withstand her merciless lash if he hadn't taken that final step.
Even ordinary mountains and seas would probably be crushed to death by her... Note that this is not a metaphor.
Even if they didn't make a breakthrough before sinking, they would most likely still be defeated.
Ji Ruoshui was clearly experiencing matters between men and women for the first time, and her lack of knowledge was obvious to the naked eye. However, her body was too strong, so even if she was injured and bled, it didn't affect her much.
This must be a common trait among powerful female warriors.
Of course, on the other hand, although I was still shaken, it was also thrilling, no, that's not right, it was breathtaking!
Shen Qian is still savoring the moment, and it's hard for him to concentrate for the time being.
After things calmed down a bit, he turned around and saw that Ji Ruoshui was still covered by the blanket and refused to come out. He couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Senior Sister, don't you want to get some fresh air?"
"Junior brother, you..."
Ji Ruoshui remained silent for a long time before finally speaking softly, her voice trembling with a hint of a sob, "Don't you think I..."
"Of course not!" Shen Qian replied immediately without hesitation. "I know your constitution plays a part in this; it's not your true personality. Besides, if you didn't love me so much, you wouldn't have shown me this side of yourself..."
Shen Qian's tone suddenly softened considerably, "Regardless of any other reason, as long as it's you, no matter what you look like, I love you."
Ji Ruoshui did not respond, nor did she show her face. She simply moved closer to Shen Qian and hugged him tightly.
Shen Qian knew that she was still a little embarrassed, so he didn't press her further. He simply stroked Ji Ruoshui's hair and drifted off into a daze himself.
At the moment of breakthrough, Shen Qian's thoughts were quickly shattered under Ji Ruoshui's persistent "attacks," and only now have they been able to pick them up again.
Yes, he's banned seven times!
Only when he reached this point did his true form truly qualify him to challenge kings and nobles.
For the past four months, Shen Qian and his clone have been cultivating day and night behind various "doors" and on the hundredth floor of the Myriad Manifestations Tower. In retrospect, this has amounted to decades!
Decades of dedicated cultivation not only honed Shen Qian's martial arts spirit but also enabled him to advance unstoppably, breaking through from the original third level of the Mountain and Sea Realm to the seventh level. In terms of realm alone, he stepped into the top ranks of the Mountain and Sea Realm.
Of course, mere realms are secondary to Chen Qian.
If it weren't for waiting for a breakthrough in the forbidden realm, he could easily have cultivated to the peak of the Mountain and Sea realm, since his "Dao" had no bottlenecks.
What's truly gratifying is that his physical body, mental strength, and elemental power have all reached the level of the sixth level of prohibition, and almost all of them have reached the peak of the sixth level of prohibition.
The trials of life and death, the trials of form and intent, and the trials of a hundred refinements are the obstacles he currently faces.
Or rather, it's not just before the sinking; most martial artists who explore forbidden paths, no matter how talented, stop here.
Those who crossed over were all legends of their time.
The King of Words has eight restrictions on spiritual power, the King of Zhenbei has eight restrictions on physical power, the King of Qin Guang has seven restrictions on both his Yuan power and physical power, the King of Zhou Yi is suspected to have eight restrictions on spiritual power... The King of Jiangling is the best among them, having reached the level of eight restrictions in all three areas, which also allowed him to touch the realm of the Great Emperor.
It wasn't until I reached the beginning of this path myself that I realized how difficult it was.
If it weren't for Eighth Senior Sister's help today, he wouldn't know how many years he would have had to spend trying to seize that almost non-existent opportunity to cross the first life-or-death hurdle.
What's even more frustrating is that Shen Qian had already vaguely discerned their expectations from the subtle attitudes of the Heavenly Emperor, his teacher, and others.
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