Chapter 388 – Yin and Yang Harmonize to Break the Mysterious Barrier

Inside the bedroom.

Waves upon waves.

Thus, this battlefield without gunpowder drew its curtains!

At this very moment, after clouds gathered and rain fell, the entire bedroom inevitably sank into prolonged silence.

Only then did Ye Kuang belatedly realize, inevitably thinking to himself: “What exactly happened? Why am I so weak all over? Damn it… That fragrance was problematic. How could it be so potent?”

As he spoke, he mustered a trace of strength from somewhere, but just as he struggled to rise, he suddenly felt his head heavy and dizzy, unable to move.

Little did he know, compared to the earlier intense scenes, any man would be unable to resist being captivated by them.

……

Meanwhile, far, far away, by the night river, under the moonlight.

Suddenly, a sigh drifted over, followed by a calm voice: “I understand. You may leave. Launch a full-scale assault on the Canglan Star Sea.”

“As you command.”

“Zheng zheng…” Behind the hazy silk curtains, a mysterious melody began to play. Despite all the melancholy, the indescribable pain could not be conveyed by tangled emotions alone.

A beautiful figure, seen from behind, held an Eight-Section Mandarin Duck Zither. In the dim light, she played with fervor, conjuring wild winds and falling dust with every note and pluck, each sound swaying and resonating.

“Little brother, do you know how many years have passed since you left? Just like the eleven years and one month we’ve been separated, ah…”

Hummm!

At that moment, the music abruptly ceased.

And in that instant, the inexplicable sigh was swiftly swallowed by the vast, boundless Void before them.

Gazing out, stars dotted the sky, scattered like pieces on a chessboard.

High above in the coveted galaxy, countless brilliant lights silently bloomed in dazzling hues. The roar of thunder filled the ears, while a large battle flag of the Demon Sect fluttered in the wind.

For a time, countless figures soaring through the air were seen orderly performing some ancient ritual, each brandishing blades and swords, launching their final charge and slaughter.

Meanwhile, in a bedroom somewhere on Blue Star.

Ye Kuang couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned before sinking back into the lap of luxury.

This intermittent, bone-melting tenderness, that astonishingly poignant soliloquy unique in the world.

Rather than calling it the most indescribable affair in the world, or comparing it to the romantic escapades of mere mortals, it was more akin to the union of Yin and Yang, the blending of water and milk, embodying the infinite mysteries of heaven and earth.

The unspeakable matter within was none other than the two, now completely lost in each other, entwined in self-forgetting passion.

The wind howls, the Yi River runs cold; the brave depart, never to return. Across ten thousand miles of stars, emotions are hard to abandon; Transcendence dawns, breaking through the Mystic Barrier.

As rainbow light bloomed and Yin and Yang merged, the Mystic Barrier underwent a earth-shattering transformation.

In an instant, Ye Kuang felt as if he had experienced a very long, long dream.

He had astonishingly broken through to the transcendent Realm that all beings dream of!

This morning song and dance, a wisp of love threatening to sever the soul. The ultimate joy in the Human Realm lies in the fusion of water and fire, both elevated through it.

Just as the Fifth Sutra Stage states: The mystery lies in the eyes, divine energy gathers in the Qian Cauldron.

By a twist of fate, Ye Kuang and Yun Mengshu both transformed into Void-swimming fish. At this moment, their essences interconnected, and through their intimate sensations, they profoundly comprehended: “Qian-Kun Qi, sweeps through the clouds; the vast earth bears all things, envying the lovebirds, not the immortals.”

His soul, his spirit, exceptionally clear, was like a fish leaping into the ocean for the first time, henceforth free to roam heaven and earth.It can be said that as these layers of essence, energy, and spirit manifest one by one, the most ineffable matter in this world is none other than using emotion to enter the Dao, resonating with the endless cycle of life.

‘She’ should not be described through shallow words, but is instead the most incomprehensible and “seemingly understood yet not truly grasped” aspect of human existence.

When all movement ceases, the harmony of yin and yang becomes the purest and most direct sensation for an ordinary mortal.

Ye Kuang: “Senior Sister, I swear this was an accident. Will you believe me?”

Yun Mengshu: “I’m already yours, you fool. What’s the point of saying such things now?”

As they spoke, they inevitably exchanged awkward words, though even they themselves could no longer clearly recall what had transpired earlier.

Oh my, that incense’s poison was potent, truly vicious…

And this leads to the matter of them embracing, feeling each other’s warmth, which alone revealed their current helplessness—complex, unexpected… and even carrying a trace of inexplicable delight.

Like a romantic encounter shrouded in ambiguity, it felt like an innate impulse, unforgettable and profound.

As the saying goes, gaining what should not be gained will inevitably lead to losing what should not be lost.

Having reached this point, Ye Kuang finally understood deeply what it meant to be ignorant and naive.

The heart of a noble man is such that without being moved, how could there have been their initial encounter? In every smile, there is constant self-reflection, capable of overcoming the precariousness of daily ups and downs.

As for him, he always maintained a heart of reverence, clearly harboring an indescribable and profound feeling toward the unknown. The earlier frenzied scenes were no less than a baptism of Transcendence, serving as the medium for him to break through his metaphysical constraints.

Yun Mengshu: “Junior Brother, who would have thought that our passionate encounter would allow us both to break through to Transcendence? This… is truly unbelievable.”

Ye Kuang: “Indeed, it also makes one feel as if time has stood still.”

“What nonsense are you spouting? Looking for a beating?”

“Hehe, then come and bite me.”

“Get lost! I’m feeling awful right now.”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but inwardly smirk, his expression clearly carrying a hint of mischief.

Little did he know, his words were merely a joke.

But as his gaze drifted downward, what met his eyes was a patch of blood.

It was a symbol of purity, a testament to treasuring one’s body like jade.

At that moment, Yun Mengshu suddenly noticed that damned rogue staring blankly at the crimson stain, clearly overwhelmed with shame, and immediately scolded him: “You filthy scoundrel, what are you staring at?”

Only then did Ye Kuang snap out of his daze, then put on a deliberately profound smile and said, “Senior Sister, you wouldn’t understand.”

Unexpectedly, Yun Mengshu snorted coldly, grabbed a white robe beside her to block that wretched gaze, and shouted again, “Go away, go away! Stop looking—what is there even to see?”

“Hehe…” Ye Kuang murmured with a mischievous chuckle.

And these waves of laughter, coming one after another, clearly carried a sense of recklessness.

“Senior Sister, thank you.”

“Oh? What’s this? Weren’t you just acting wild earlier? What’s with the sudden change? Have you cultivated some Ultimate Skill of face-changing?”

“You don’t understand, little Junior Brother isn’t changing faces, but sincerely and genuinely thanking you, Senior Sister.”

As he spoke, his entire demeanor suddenly shifted.

Like a fish in a pond after a storm, encountering wind and thunder, he was poised to challenge the heavens and earth, transforming into golden scales.It could only be said that both were peerless, so how could there be any reason not to meditate and regulate their breath now?

Ye Kuang: “Senior Sister, your Junior Brother is on the verge of a breakthrough tonight. I humbly request you to act as my Protector.”

Upon hearing this, Yun Mengshu could hardly conceal her delight, then replied: “Then you should begin first. I, your Senior Sister, have waited far too long for this day. The day we journey to the Kunlun Secret Realm draws ever nearer…”

Yet no one could have anticipated that Ye Kuang’s breakthrough into Dao Inquiry would occur with unprecedented speed, surpassing all predecessors and leaving no equal to follow.

This Dao Inquiry Early Stage was simultaneously the beginning of Foundation Establishment!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Beyond the Mystic Pass, his essence, energy, and spirit transformed instantaneously as a whole, vividly manifesting that ancient saying: This is the extraordinary Dao—seizing the creation of heaven and earth, intruding upon the mysteries of sun and moon!

As for his Nine Palaces of the Spirit Terrace, it was no less than witnessing three blossoms sprouting tender buds.

“The Three Blossoms of Heaven, Earth, and Humanity are embodied in essence, energy, and spirit. Essence manifests as the Jade Blossom, energy as the Golden Blossom, and spirit as the Nine Petals Blossom.”

“Refining essence into energy, refining energy into spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness—when the three blossoms gather above the crown, one becomes impervious to all calamities.”

For a time, Ye Kuang’s words flowed with natural ease, as if unconsciously articulating the profound mysteries of the Golden Immortal.

Inexpressible and beyond description.