Chapter 87: I need to improve

Yang Jun returned to Pingxi Prince's Mansion, and he did not think too much about Yun Fengyue.

Yun Fengyue is a rose with thorns, and moreover, she is extremely poisonous.

Not only does touching the thorns pose danger, but even smelling her scent could cause problems.

Precisely because of these considerations and worries, Yang Jun deliberately distanced himself from this woman.

Moreover, after experiencing this incident of seizing the holy sword, Yang Jun further realized that his true strength in this matter was insufficient.

In such matters, if one does not strive, the only outcome is to be beaten.

Although he had already received his father's letter, there is one point that cannot be denied.

Before his father returns with the great army, it's not just about barely surviving.

Furthermore, one must also deal with open and covert attacks; thus, one needs considerable strength to be able to cope and preserve one's life.

So, as soon as he returned today, he went to the place where Leng Qingyue was.

"How are you still not dead?"

As soon as she saw Yang Jun arrive, Leng Qingyue blurted out.

While speaking, a flash of resentment also crossed Leng Qingyue's eyes.

Yang Jun took her purity and carried away her hopes.

Now, whenever she sees Yang Jun, she cannot contain her indignation.

Since the Ziyang Holy Body exists, timely self-improvement is the most important.

Reaching the third rank early, to be able to match Zhou Tian in strength, would also be beneficial for oneself.

"You woman, why do you so desperately wish for my death?"

Yang Jun smiled; although he and this woman had already cooperated several times, the hostility remained deep.

It seems that the so-called saying that one can "subdue by sleeping" is truly a deception, merely a trick to fool people.

Although she is a woman, others are also capable, rational, and wise; it is not the case that they would submit solely because of that aspect.

If that were truly possible, then a powerful man could, by that means, freely seek out any woman he wishes to conquer and simply "subdue her by sleeping."

"Even though my Third Senior Sister is here, if she were to act, you would face many dangers; yet you actually escaped? How could you possibly return alive?"

Leng Qingyue took a deep breath, her eyes fixed tightly on Yang Jun.

While speaking, she gritted her teeth, wishing to pounce and bite Yang Jun twice.

"【Your Third Senior Sister? Sorry, she is also my woman now.】"

Yang Jun gave a faint smile, and did not bother to explain further to Leng Qingyue.

"What?"

Upon hearing Yang Jun's inner voice, Leng Qingyue instantly felt as if her entire head were about to explode.

Such a thing truly made her feel unable to accept it, and shocked to the extreme.

"Impossible, absolutely should not be."

Third Senior Sister Mo Qingyan, compared to her, is even more aloof and arrogant.

In her view, men have never been regarded as anything.

One could even say that she treats men as if they were nothing.

Precisely because of that, how could Yang Jun possibly succeed?

Not to mention Yang Jun, even Zhou Tian, the junior martial brother whom the master calls a heaven‑chosen prodigy of stunning talent, the Third Senior Sister also looks down upon.

Therefore, Yang Jun is absolutely deceiving himself!

Yang Jun also couldn't be bothered with Leng Qingyue; he simply stepped forward and embraced her in one motion.

"Alright, come on; today let's try something new."

Leng Qingyue painfully closed her eyes; some things cannot be countered, so perhaps, since resistance is futile, the only option is to accept.

After a long while, Yang Jun sat cross‑legged, satisfied, circulating his own power.

The effects brought by the Ziyang Holy Body are indeed not bad.

Feeling the power within his body, he pushed the Dragon Nurturing Divine Technique to its utmost; he only felt a sudden choking sensation inside, indicating a breakthrough.

The shackles of the second rank have been broken; he has reached the third rank—excellent!

In that case, given time, breaking through to the fourth rank and further improvement is also not impossible.

Therefore, being able to obtain Leng Qingyue as a woman is what matters most to himself.

Leng Qingyue sized up Yang Jun before her, observing his changes at this moment, and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

"No way, you, you actually broke through? You've reached the third rank?"

Third‑rank martial artists, speaking of them, are not exactly numerous in this world.

Most importantly, Leng Qingyue clearly knows what kind of person Yang Jun used to be.

But since she was imprisoned by him, the changes in this period have been too great.

The changes brought about are extremely rapid; merely this increase in strength surpasses everyone's expectations.

Leng Qingyue's face was tense, she felt very uneasy.

Regarding such matters, it indeed made her feel fearful.

One should know that Zhou Tian is also considered a sect genius, but back then Zhou Tian also gave his all, training day and night, yet he was not as fast as Yang Jun.

Who wouldn't be startled by such a thing? Who wouldn't be afraid?

Of course she is terrified to the extreme; what changes will Zhou Tian undergo next?

At present, Zhou Tian can at most surpass the third rank to reach the fourth, but this speed is nowhere near comparable to Yang Jun's!

What does Yang Jun rely on to be able to happily catch up to him?

Such a situation leaves Leng Qingyue at a loss.

Leng Qingyue stared intently at Yang Jun, but Yang Jun didn't think much of it.

Yang Jun also grew even more lazy to bother with Leng Qingyue, and he clapped his hands.

"Hmm, your performance today wasn't bad; in a few days I'll come find you again."

"But then, you'll need to be more proactive and cooperative."

Yang Jun said this, reaching out to pinch Leng Qingyue's chin.

Leng Qingyue did not dodge, because she knew that even if she dodged, it would be pointless.

Yang Jun laughed, turned around, and walked out of the dungeon.

Leng Qingyue stared fixedly at Yang Jun's back; at that moment, her brows were tightly knit.

Nowadays, for her, doubts grew stronger and anxiety intensified.

With just this Yang Jun, from his arrival here to his departure, it seemed different altogether, completely changed.

What on earth is going on with this?

Could it be that there is something in this place specially meant to nourish Yang Jun?

On this matter, Leng Qingyue furrowed her brows, pondering bitterly.

Perhaps if we find Yang Jun's secret, then we will surely be able to find a way to deal with him.

Yang Jun, once I truly find your weakness and your method of improvement, I will have the junior brother give you a good lesson.

Leng Qingyue muttered to herself, but she forgot that at this moment she didn't even have the chance to leave the dungeon.

And now she recalled Yang Jun's words: could it be that the Third Senior Sister has truly become Yang Jun's person?

Such a thought made her unease and anxiety grow stronger.