Chapter 825: The Peerless Twins' Yao Yue

In the garden.

Qin'er stepped into the pavilion: "Young Master Yu, this is the bird's nest porridge you had the kitchen prepare."

"Thank you for the trouble." Yu Liancheng looked up; at this moment, the setting sun shone obliquely, and a touch of the remaining glow spilled onto his face.

That already handsome face took on a few more shades of warmth, like the warm sun, like the seawater of summer. Yet his pair of eyes were as deep, tranquil, and profound as the night sky, within which seemed to shine infinite stars.

Qin'er gazed at this slightly smiling face, and her heartbeat skipped a beat; a flush of red vied with the sunset. She was stunned for a moment before lowering her head, whispering: "It's no trouble, no trouble at all. Being able to do things for you, Young Master, this disciple is very, very happy. Whatever the matter, Young Master, just give your orders."

Lianxing dropped a chess piece and, without raising her head, waved her slender hand: "Go down."

Qin'er lowered her head: "Young Master Yu and the First Palace Master are both of golden status and noble standing; it would be better to let Qin'er stay here to serve tea and water."

Lianxing's voice was slightly cold: "No need, go down."

"Yes." Although Lianxing was not as harsh and majestic as Yao Yue, she was, after all, the current First Palace Master. How could Qin'er dare to disobey her order? In the end, she left with lingering reluctance, looking back several times at the faint cyan figure in the pavilion before leaving. She feared that this figure would be branded in her mind for the rest of her life, unable to be wiped away. She finally understood why the older and younger sisters in the palace were always talking about "Young Master Yu," "Young Master Yu" without end.

After Qin'er had completely left, Lianxing's beautiful eyes rippled, and she cast a reproachful glance at Yu Liancheng: "You fellow, you don't even know how to show restraint. Most of the girls in the palace are young girls whose hearts have just begun to stir. What, do you still want to turn the entire Yihua Palace into your harem?"

Yu Liancheng withdrew his hand and lifted Lianxing's smooth chin, feeling that delicate touch, and laughed: "Compared to young girls, I am still more interested in you, a grown woman. I wonder if the Palace Master is willing to share a bed with me?"

A faint blush rose on Lianxing's pretty face, and she swatted his hand away: "You fellow, what exactly is going on? You only disappeared for a period of time, yet it's as if you've become a different person."

Yu Liancheng dropped a white piece: "Flowers bloom and flowers fall; I am still myself."

Lianxing followed by dropping a black piece, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly: "Not bad, no matter how you change, you are still a lecherous scoundrel, and you like to put on airs and show off in front of others." She did not believe that with Yu Liancheng's current peerless cultivation, he had no way to return to simplicity. That aura, which was like a Heavenly Human descending into the world, was merely something he deliberately emitted in front of that group of female disciples.

Yu Liancheng laughed and said: "By the way, why haven't I seen Yao Yue?"

Lianxing shook her head: "My sister is in seclusion; you had better be careful."

"Why should I be careful?"

Lianxing said: "My sister's talent and intelligence are so high that no one among the past generations of Yihua Palace Masters can be a second choice. Although she was trapped by love and imprisoned by hatred because of the affair between Jiang Feng and Huayuelu, wasting a full ten years, once she broke through the cage, her martial arts cultivation progressed a thousand miles a day after the Mingyu Kung entered the ninth level. Some time ago, my sister even scoured the martial arts classics in the palace, intending to push the Mingyu Kung to an unprecedented tenth level."

Yu Liancheng was slightly surprised: "The Mingyu Kung has a tenth level?"

Lianxing smiled bitterly: "Nine is the return to truth; the ninth level of the Mingyu Divine Art is already the limit. My sister wants to create a tenth level on this foundation. If my sister really reaches the tenth level, you had better be careful; she hates you to the bone."

Yu Liancheng shook his head: "Your sister is like a dog biting Lu Dongbin—she doesn't know what's good for her. If it weren't for me back then, I'm afraid it would have been difficult for her to even break through to the ninth level."

Lianxing glared at him: "That's right, back then you followed her to Yihua Palace, and because of a gambling agreement, plus the fact that my sister's martial arts were not as good as yours, you made her act as a maid and servant all day long, and even made her serve you while you bathed and changed clothes, which angered my sister half to death. If she hadn't hated you to the extreme, how could she have easily broken through to the ninth level?"

"Hatred is also a kind of resource."

Yu Liancheng stroked his chin, recalling the scenes of disciplining that proud Palace Master Yao Yue, and could not help but reveal a smile that was not quite a smile.

He knew that Yao Yue had a strong personality, and having been defeated by him repeatedly, coupled with several intimate contacts, her feelings toward him were very complicated. If she really let her martial arts surpass his, he didn't know what would happen.

However, for now, he could lend her a helping hand; after all, they had been intimate several times.

Although every time after the fact, it would cause quite a stir.

That woman was indeed too strong-willed; even the bed had been broken twice.

Yu Liancheng's heart stirred, and an invisible ripple radiated from between his brows, instantly permeating the entire Yihua Palace.

Usually, he kept his divine sense contained within his sea of consciousness; after all, at his current level, if he were to release his divine sense completely, it would encompass millions of miles, and nothing could escape his eyes. But if he did that, knowing many things in advance would make things less interesting, so he rarely opened his sea of consciousness.

"Hmm..."

After only a moment, Yu Liancheng detected Yao Yue, who was in seclusion in the secret chamber.

"This woman is indeed a heaven-sent genius in the way of martial arts, but to innovate and open up a new path in a short time, she is still lacking a bit of spiritual inspiration..."

Yu Liancheng not only detected Yao Yue's location but also easily penetrated her skin, meridians, acupoints, True Qi circulation, and internal organs. After just a moment of thought, he understood the difficulties the other party was encountering in deducing the tenth level of the Mingyu Kung.

Regarding this, Yu Liancheng simply sent a point of spiritual light into Yao Yue's mind.

In the secret chamber of Yihua Palace sat a peerless woman, white as snow and graceful in bearing.

Although her appearance was like a fairy, she gave people a feeling of being high above, making one unable to look up to her.

On Yao Yue's skin, a luster like jade radiated, reflecting the night-luminescent pearls on the walls of the secret chamber.

The peerless beauty's brows were slightly furrowed, and a look of contemplation appeared between her brows, as if she had encountered some difficult problem.

Yao Yue wanted to take the Mingyu Kung as the main stream and various martial arts as the tributaries, gradually converging into a brand-new martial arts concept, and this was the tenth level of the Mingyu Kung.

However, no matter how much Yao Yue exhausted her thoughts, the main stream and the tributaries did not converge; they seemed to be separated by a barrier.

This barrier might be broken with the next thought.

Or it might require years or decades of immersion and hard practice.

Just as Yao Yue was constantly trying, suddenly a point of spiritual light appeared in her mind.

"'Ming' is the sun and moon; 'Yu' is the essence of heaven and earth. Only by seizing the creation of heaven and earth and taking the essence of the sun and moon can it be called 'Mingyu'. Now, it is to replace the Mingyu of heaven and earth with one's own body." Although it was only a point of spiritual light, Yao Yue grasped this opportunity, integrated it with her own understanding, and successfully broke through the barrier.

At this instant, Yao Yue felt the dust on her soul being brushed away, and the shackles on her martial arts were also opened.

"Yu Liancheng, you had better hope you don't fall into my hands."