Chaotic World Book

People's impression of Zhao Changhe still deviated slightly from reality.

When there was no one lurking around, the imagined Ma Zhen did not exist either. Zhao Changhe was neither accustomed to nor fond of such open behaviors.

When he honestly flew halfway and let Wuzhui rest, they dined and stayed at a town inn. They rented a room and slept together, which accounted for his contribution to the public.

After all, Wuzhui was not a flying machine. It couldn't just go wherever one wanted on command. As a horse, it needed to eat and rest. When it rested, there was nothing else to do, so it was only logical to engage in pleasurable activities.

What was thought to be a public contribution turned out to be his own craving. The previous languor had nothing to do with being an old couple just holding hands; their emotions were still as intense and unrestrained, wishing they could just meld into each other.

Where did this old couple idea come from? It was clearly a case of absence making the heart grow fonder, which had been suppressed by all sorts of nuisances up until now, without even daring to express affection fervently.

The so-called languor was merely due to pressing matters in their hearts that they dared not release. Everything fell into place in this secluded, uninhabited small-town inn, where they could unabashedly express their longing for each other.

Then, Yue Hongling faced a tragedy.

Having ventured alone in the world and battled for half a year, no matter how injured or tired she was, she had never collapsed completely limp. This time, she was utterly exhausted, unable to move even a finger.

It was hard to tell who was her greatest enemy.

The most tragic part was that she dared not faint, as the various Martial Arts concepts transmitted during their Dual Cultivation excited her, a lifetime seeker in Martial Arts. She was constantly worked up while desperately trying to understand the knowledge he imparted—an indescribable feeling.

The intimate Dual Cultivation was greatly beneficial for the couple traveling together, allowing them to comprehensively perceive how much each had learned and their specific cultivation status. This helped them better coordinate and strategize for future battles, functioning like a true husband-and-wife team, virtually as one.

For instance, Yue Hongling previously mentioned the Residual Sunset Sword Intent storing technique within another person's body for future retrieval—an ability she didn't have before, and Zhao Changhe couldn't possibly have known about it beforehand. Although Yue Hongling knew that Zhao Changhe could learn the Residual Shadow Technique from the Heavenly Book, she couldn't have known whether he had learned it or not... Their collaboration then saw discrepancies.

Dual Cultivation could immensely shorten the time lost in understanding each other from long periods of separation; all understanding required just this one explosion.

Moreover, some images were useful for Yue Hongling on Zhao Changhe's side.

In the Extreme East, the sun rose before one's eyes, soared to its zenith, and the morning clouds filled the sky. The Spirit Clan had similar images, a faux miniature world, but this was real—it was indeed this world's sun, moon, and clouds, undoubtedly invaluable for Yue Hongling's Sword Intent.

In cultivation, Zhao Changhe was also now ahead of Yue Hongling. If previously Dual Cultivation was about Yue Hongling supplying Zhao Changhe, now it was reversed, reciprocating to her.

Just one instance of Dual Cultivation made Yue Hongling feel her cultivation had improved slightly, and her Sword Intent had undergone a minor transformation, equivalent to months of arduous practice.

"You really are..." Yue Hongling lay there exhausted, her arms encircling his neck, feeling his lingering breaths as he lay on her, weakly saying, "Sometimes I feel like being with you is like encountering Creation…"

"You've had this feeling for a while, haven't you? If you just didn't run and immediately clung to me as your Creation..." Zhao Changhe laughed.

At that moment, the female warrior really clung on. Not only did she wrap her arms tightly around his neck refusing to let go, her legs were also coiled around his waist tightly, not wanting to let him go, unsure if she was reluctant to part with the last pleasurable sensations or the insights.

The strength of those thighs, tsk tsk, one can't truly comprehend without experiencing it. An unrefined child would likely be crushed to death, just like a fierce horse.

After all, she seemed to be the only Body Refiner among his lady loves, unlike others who primarily focused on Qi Refinement. Through Dual Cultivation, that Supreme Sword Body was now becoming more complete, and the next step was possibly Sword Control to ascend...

Yue Hongling answered heroically, "Should I have cut off your thing earlier and hung it around my neck as my Creation?"

Zhao Changhe couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hmph," Yue Hongling shook slightly and finally loosened her legs entwined around his waist, carelessly letting them fall to the sides, with a bounce here and a bounce there.

He paused for a few moments before saying, "Do you feel that our Martial Arts Images are inheriting from each other?"

Zhao Changhe nodded. He hadn't felt this before, but as his intent poured toward the Galaxy, he increasingly sensed the transition from sunset to the star river. Only after the sunset, the stars emerge.

In their interactions, calling Yue Hongling his guide was absolutely accurate, even in terms of Martial Arts Image. Zhao Changhe did not find it romantic, but rather felt a slight thrill of fear in his heart.

If all this was indeed the blind man's arrangement, it was almost too... divine.

And his own ultimate pursuit of Martial Arts Image actually transcended these aspects, as reflected in the process of forging the Galaxy Sword. The sun and moon were included among the celestial bodies, so was Yue Hongling ultimately becoming his wings? "What you need to master is us who control them."

The more he thought about it, the more his heart raced.

Could it be that no matter which path he took, he couldn't escape a predestined framework set by someone else?

Zhao Changhe quietly disconnected from their link and drew out the Heavenly Book to wipe his spear—this surely isn't something you can decide.

Yue Hongling: "?"

The blind man: "Zhao Changhe, you motherfucker…"

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Zhao Changhe ignored the blind man's anger. If you have the guts, hit me.

The couple rested for the night and set off at dawn to continue flying, reaching the airs above Dali in the morning. The pressure from the Northern Border and the Li Family weighed heavily on their minds, leaving little leisure time for sightseeing.

Though it was the twelfth lunar month, Dali was not very cold, especially compared to the Northern Country, and even warmer than the Central Plains. Observing the changes in the people's clothing along the way, Zhao Changhe was fortunate to witness a transition from winter to spring within just two or three days.

What was more poignant was that Dali's previous level of chaos was no less than that of the Central Plains. The foul smell of greed and private plotting, numerous clans fighting each other, oppressive bureaucrats and tribal chiefs, and sharp ethnic conflicts ravaged the area. Apart from a few bustling trade towns, the surroundings of Erhai Lake were in chaos and devastation.

Now, viewed from high above, the Erhai grasslands teemed with cattle and sheep, herdsmen sang loudly, and fishing boats drifted on the lake, harmonizing with the fishermen's songs.

Further away, the population of Dali streamed like a river, while nearby Taoyuan Town had developed into a major town second only to Dali around Erhai Lake, bursting at the seams on the flatland by the hillsides.

The once chaotic Miao Region had truly transformed into a serene paradise.

Yue Hongling looked down at the tranquil scene below and sighed deeply, whispering, "It wasn't in vain that we risked our lives... It seems Sisi has done really well."

Zhao Changhe frowned, not saying a word.

Yue Hongling asked curiously, "What are you thinking? Is there a flaw?"

Zhao Changhe said, "There's no flaw... but I wonder if I'm overthinking it. Given the emergence of God Demons nowadays, chaos has sprung up everywhere, especially by those who revel in disorder. So, I don't see a reason why they would spare the Miao Region."

Yue Hongling paused, then whispered softly, "You have a point."

Zhao Changhe continued, "Especially since Sisi's Cultivation isn't high, and after Lei Zhentang's death, the Miao Region even lost its position on the Earth List. Logically, it would be the easiest place to invade. Maybe it's remote and wouldn't immediately impact the global situation which explains why it might not be targeted first. But it's definitely not overlooked. If it's this peaceful now... it's either not started yet, or it's happening right now."

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