The gauze curtains swayed gently in the glow of the luminous pearl, and the fragrance of incense wafted through the warm air.

Zhang Qingxuan straddled Li Hanshan, her hands gently resting on his chest, her loose hair brushing against his face, carrying a sweet, orchid-like fragrance.

She looked down at him, her watery eyes gleaming with an extremely gentle light, a faint smile playing on her lips, as if she were looking at a precious treasure that brought her joy.

"Relax," she said softly, her fingertips slowly sliding down his clothes, her movements gentle and patient, as if she were disassembling a delicate object. "You expended a lot of energy today, and there are still some traces of disordered spiritual energy in your meridians. Let me help you straighten them out."

When her fingers landed on his dantian, a gentle and calming aura seeped into his meridians through her palm.

That aura was completely different from the composed yet languid demeanor she usually exuded—it was too pure.

It was as pure as a deep pool of water that had been buried for thousands of years, without a trace of impurity or trace of worldly affairs. When it flowed slowly through his meridians, it even carried a cool touch, like the first sip of well water drunk on a summer day.

Li Hanshan couldn't help but hold his breath. Wherever that cool breath passed, his meridians, which were slightly tired from the series of battles, were like the earth after being soaked by spring rain, regaining a warm and moist luster.

He looked up at Zhang Qingxuan's face, which was so close to his. In the glow of the luminous pearl, her features appeared exceptionally soft. Her eyes were slightly upturned, giving her a natural charm that was subtly suppressed by her composure, only revealing itself unintentionally.

Zhang Qingxuan seemed to notice his gaze and chuckled softly, "Don't keep staring at me. Close your eyes and focus on feeling."

She spoke in a relaxed tone, yet with an undeniable seriousness, as if guiding a beginner into the field.

Li Hanshan closed his eyes as instructed, focusing his attention on his body, sensing the trajectory of the cool energy flowing through his meridians. It bypassed the still slowly rotating divine infant in his dantian, ascending along the pure yang meridian, gently swirling, permeating, and soothing at the points where he was most exhausted.

She gathered her spiritual energy back and focused it at the point where their bodies met. Then she slightly adjusted her posture, sending that warm energy even more deeply into the depths of his meridians.

Li Hanshan felt a warm current seeping out from the cool aura, like a hot spring gushing from beneath the ice, gentle and not scorching, slowly nourishing his divine infant. The pure yang energy and the extreme yin primordial power converged within his body, stirring up a pure energy he had never experienced before, flowing repeatedly along his meridians, tempering his foundation at every point it passed through.

Under the pull of this force, the spiritual energy within his body began to circulate at an unprecedented pace. The foundation of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage was already solid, and now it was being polished again and again by the extreme Yin energy, like jade being repeatedly polished with fine sandpaper, its surface becoming smoother and its interior becoming more and more solid.

"Hmm..." Zhang Qingxuan let out a very soft sigh, a sigh filled with satisfaction.

She looked down at Li Hanshan's angular face beneath her, her smile deepening as if she were admiring a work of art that surprised her. "Your pure yang energy... is even purer than I imagined. It seems Junior Sister Ye has used you quite a bit."

She said this in a relaxed tone, without any bitterness, as if she were stating a fact that made her happy.

With his eyes closed, Li Hanshan felt the increasingly rich and pure energy within his body, finally confirming that his earlier guess was correct.

Zhang Qingxuan's body was indeed special; the purity of that extremely Yin essence was something he had never felt in anyone else since Xu Lingxi. He whispered, "Senior Sister... have you been suppressing the Yin energy within your body all this time?"

Zhang Qingxuan paused slightly. After a moment, she resumed her movements, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of surprise: "You know about this?"

Her tone carried a barely perceptible softness. "You're right. If an extremely Yin body isn't balanced with pure Yang, the deeper one's cultivation, the heavier the Yin energy accumulates. It's like a reservoir that keeps filling up; it will burst at a certain critical point. I've been searching for someone to help me balance it all these years, but unfortunately, either their Yang energy isn't pure enough, or their character is untrustworthy."

She looked down at him, her watery eyes holding a serious light. "You're different."

Li Hanshan didn't speak, but he could sense the genuine trust in her words.

"I can help you," Li Hanshan said, his voice slightly strained due to the circulation of spiritual energy. "Just relax."

A complex light flashed in Zhang Qingxuan's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. She didn't speak again, but instead pushed that extremely yin energy to its limit. The extremely cool aura surged into his meridians like a flood breaking through a dam, flowing along the point where the two of them were joined.

At the same time, his pure Yang energy, guided by the Yang Book Technique, automatically flowed into her body, forming a complete cycle. The extremely Yin energy and the pure Yang energy circulated back and forth between the two, like two rivers connected end to end, stirring up an increasingly dazzling golden halo at their confluence.

He looked down and saw a thin layer of golden light emanating from his lower abdomen. It was the lingering effect of pure yang energy being tempered to its extreme by the yin source. Meanwhile, a faint blue light flowed within Zhang Qingxuan's body, like an undercurrent surging beneath ice, illuminating her meridians with a clear and bright glow.

"Don't stop." Zhang Qingxuan's breathing was a little rapid, but her voice remained gentle. "Keep breathing, keep breathing. I can handle it."

Li Hanshan didn't stand on ceremony. He fully activated the Yang Ce cultivation technique, continuously drawing the extremely Yin essence into his dantian to temper his nascent soul and refine his meridians. His aura slowly rose during this continuous tempering, and the threshold of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul stage drew ever closer.

An hour passed, then two. As the first rays of dawn shone through the window, Li Hanshan finally stopped. Zhang Qingxuan lay against his chest, her hair disheveled, her breathing steady. Her complexion was slightly paler than before, but her eyes held a clear and bright light.

"Breakthrough?" she asked, her voice slightly languid and hoarse. Li Hanshan shook his head, raising his hand to sense the state in his dantian: "No breakthrough. But the foundation of the seventh level of the Nascent Soul realm has been tempered to its limit, and you're only a hair's breadth away from the eighth level."

"That's good."

Zhang Qingxuan nodded slightly, a gentle smile on her lips: "That's enough. Even if Chen Jie takes action personally, as long as he suppresses his cultivation to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, you won't have too much trouble dealing with him."

"Thank you, senior sister."

"What are you thanking me for..." Zhang Qingxuan made another move.

"Senior sister..."

"Don't talk. You were only focused on cultivating. Now, it's time to enjoy yourself..."

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