Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 91 It's not appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room!

Ye Chen walked around the living room and then went upstairs to take a look.

The second floor consists of bedrooms, more than a dozen in total, each with a slightly different layout.

Some are simple and elegant, some are passionate and unrestrained, some are so simple that they only have a bed and a table, and some are so exquisite that even the folds of the curtains are carefully designed.

He pushed open the door to one of the south-facing bedrooms. The floor-to-ceiling windows faced the azure sea, and sunlight streamed through the glass onto the wooden floor, creating a warm glow.

The third floor is a huge cultivation room with bare walls and no furnishings. Only the floor is covered with dense array patterns that emit a faint glow.

Ye Chen squatted down and looked at the array patterns. Most of them were auxiliary arrays such as spirit gathering arrays, soundproof arrays, and defensive arrays.

Although its rank is not high, it excels in being comprehensive and can basically meet the needs of daily cultivation.

He walked out of the villa, down the stone steps on the cliff, and arrived at the seaside.

Several huge rocks are scattered on the beach, smoothed by the waves and covered with dark green moss.

Seagulls circled overhead, their cries clear and melodious.

On the distant sea, a few white clouds drifted leisurely, their shadows moving slowly between the waves.

Ye Chen sat down on a rock, took off his shoes, and dipped his feet into the cool seawater.

He leaned against the rocks, looked up at the boundless blue sky, and let out a long breath.

In this degenerate age on Earth, such a small space, brimming with spiritual energy, is practically a blessed land.

Just then, a light suddenly appeared behind me.

Ye Chen turned his head and saw a portal of light appear in the open space on the beach, exactly the same as the one he had just entered through.

Mist swirled around the edge of the portal, obscuring the view behind it. Only the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen passing through the thin mist.

A bare foot stepped out first, with slender ankles, rounded toes, and pale pink nail polish on the toenails.

Next came the white skirt, which flowed down like water in the sunlight, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, and a brocade belt around her waist.

That exquisitely beautiful face, almost otherworldly, emerged from the shadows of the portal.

Wanwan stood on the beach, her bare feet sinking into the soft white sand, tilting her head to look around.

The sea breeze lifted her clothes and hair, and the sunlight cast a soft golden glow on her face, making her look like a fairy who had just stepped out of a painting, almost unreal in her beauty.

She saw Ye Chen sitting on the rocks, a slight smile playing on her lips, and walked barefoot toward him across the white sand.

"Hey, my other self, your villa is pretty nice."

Wanwan walked to the edge of the reef, looked down at Ye Chen's feet soaking in the seawater, and wrinkled her nose in disgust. "But the way you put your feet in the seawater looks just like a retired old cadre soaking his feet in the park for health!"

Ye Chen leaned against the reef, looked up at her, and grinned: "You came quickly. I was just wondering whether I should send out notices to each of you."

"The group chat is already exploding, do you really need to notify us?"

Wanwan rolled her eyes, lifted her skirt and squatted down, poking at the seashells on the beach with her fair fingers.

"Having such a shared space is great; it makes it convenient for everyone to get together and chat."

As she spoke, she raised her head, her clear eyes staring straight at Ye Chen, his face reflected in her pupils, and her tone suddenly turned dangerous.

"But before they arrive, let's settle the score!"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow: "What account?"

"Those things you touched when you descended into Zi Ling's body."

Wanwan stood up, crossed her arms, and looked down at him. "I wanted to say that earlier, but it's inconvenient to talk through a screen. Now that we're face to face, it's perfect!"

Ye Chen subconsciously moved to the side: "That's a tactical necessity, you wouldn't understand."

"Does the tactic require massaging the breasts?"

Wanwan's eyebrows shot up. "It's one thing if you're rubbing yourself, but you're rubbing Ziling. Ziling may be you, but what does that body have to do with you?"

"It's alright, we're all Ye Chen!"

Before she could finish speaking, Wanwan slapped her across the face.

The palm strike was fierce, carrying the true energy of the Heavenly Demon, and exploded in the air with a crisp sound.

Ye Chen didn't have time to dodge and watched helplessly as the fair hand fell towards his cheek.

Snapped!

The sound was crisp and clear.

However, it wasn't Ye Chen who was in pain, but Wanwan!

She felt as if she had been bounced by something, and staggered back two steps. The hand that had hit her was red, her fingertips were trembling slightly, and a thin line of blood was seeping from the base of her thumb.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts—"

Wanwan shook her hands, her delicate little face scrunched up, and her eyes were a little red.

While shaking it, it blew air out of its mouth, just like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Ye Chen's lips twitched involuntarily as he looked at her.

Is the force of the recoil really that terrifying?

Are you alright?

What do you think?

Wanwan glared at him, her eyes brimming with tears, it was hard to tell if it was from pain or anger. "Don't you have any idea what your own cultivation level is? You didn't even try to dodge. What's the difference between hitting a stone and hitting me with this slap?"

Ye Chen touched his nose somewhat embarrassedly and reached out to take her hand to check her injury.

Wanwan shrank back abruptly, turning her head away from him, leaving him with only an angry profile and a bright red hand.

The sea breeze passed between the two, blowing her hair and clothes.

Ye Chen scratched his head, stood up from the reef, walked to her, took out a jade bottle from his sleeve, uncorked it, and poured some light green liquid into his palm.

"Reach out your hand."

Wanwan glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out her hand.

Ye Chen grasped her wrist and evenly applied the medicine to the swollen, red skin. The medicine was cool and had a soothing feel.

Wanwan's fingers curled slightly, then slowly unfurled.

"What level of cultivation have you reached?"

Watching him intently apply the medicine, her tone softened, "How come the recoil is so strong?"

"Oh, I'm now only half a step away from breaking through to the Dragon Transformation Realm!"

"Transformation into a dragon—"

Wanwan paused for a moment, then blinked. "So, roughly what level would that be in terms of our cultivation level?"

Ye Chen thought for a moment: "The highest level you reach over there is Shattering the Void, after which you can ascend to a higher level world. The peak of the Four Extremes is probably equivalent to several hundred times the level of Shattering the Void!"

Wanwan's lips twitched.

"Several hundred times?"

"More or less."

Wanwan was silent for a moment, then pulled her hand back from his palm. She looked down at her hand, which no longer hurt, turning it over and over, her tone filled with an indescribable bitterness.

"I've only just broken through to the Grandmaster level. Above Grandmaster is Great Grandmaster, and above Great Grandmaster is Shattering the Void —"

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

She cultivated desperately for three years and finally broke through to the Grandmaster realm, only to find that her other self had already reached a height she could never reach in her lifetime.

Seeing her lost and dejected look, Ye Chen opened his mouth as if to say something to comfort her.

Wanwan suddenly raised her head, the disappointment in her eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by a sly glint. "You have shared space, and I have yours."

"No matter how high your cultivation level is, I still have to move into this villa, right?"

Ye Chen was taken aback by her sudden change of heart, and his lips twitched: "Your mindset changed way too fast."

"Of course."

Wanwan patted the sand off her skirt with a righteous air, "I'm not the kind of person who gets hung up on things. Just because you're stronger doesn't mean I'm stronger. We're like family, aren't we?"

As she spoke, she turned and walked towards the villa. After taking two steps, she turned back, tilted her head, looked at Ye Chen, and smiled mischievously.

"Besides, no matter how strong you are now, weren't you still a virgin back then, blushing from just a 'goodnight' from me?"

Ye Chen's face visibly darkened.

"No, I didn't!"

Wanwan laughed even harder, put her hands behind her back, and hopped barefoot on the beach a couple of times, like a cat that had stolen a fish. "It's no use denying it, I remember everything."

Ye Chen took a deep breath, stood up from the reef, and flexed his fingers.

"Wanwan, come here."

"What are you doing?"

Wanwan took a step back, looking at him warily.

"Don't you find it a bit awkward for a man and a woman to be alone in a room together?"