Covering the Sky: A Guide to Proving the Dao Without Cheats

Chapter 115 Luo Heng: I'm not that kind of person

Luo Heng was taken aback, then laughed: "Aren't you doing things for me right now?"

"That's different." Yao Xi shook her head. "That was just a transaction. What I want is—to become your trusted subordinate, one of your own."

Luo Heng's smile faded slightly, and he stared at her strangely for a few seconds without saying a word.

Yao Xi met his gaze without backing down.

"Give me a reason," Luo Heng finally spoke.

"Reasons?" Yao Xi's lips curled into a smile. "What do you think, Holy Son, has allowed me, a woman, to get to where I am today in the Yao Guang Holy Land?"

Luo Heng didn't reply.

"Strength? Talent? Or family background?" Yao Xi asked herself, then answered, "All of those, but none of them are enough. What got me to where I am today is—knowing when to seize an opportunity."

"And you are that opportunity."

Luo Heng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You know, I didn't have a good impression of you at first."

"I know," Yao Xi nodded, "but so what? What I need is your resources and your protection; what you need are capable people. I believe I haven't disappointed the Holy Son in these collaborations."

That's the truth.

Luo Heng admitted that Yao Xi had indeed handled things efficiently these past few times, from spreading rumors to instigating Yao Guang disciples to beat up Ye Fan, she had done it all beautifully.

But he still hesitated.

Yao Xi noticed his hesitation.

She didn't say anything more, but took a deep breath. Then she raised her hand and slowly untied the belt around her waist.

Luo Heng's pupils contracted slightly.

The light gauze slipped off.

An ivory-white, delicate body stood quietly in the center of the hall.

Her beautiful face, long neck, sexy collarbone, full breasts, and slender waist were all laid bare before Luo Heng's eyes.

At this moment, Yao Xi, wearing only a bellyband and moon-white trousers, resembled a fine ceramic work of art.

The hall was silent for a few seconds.

Luo Heng spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse: "—I'm not that kind of person."

Yao Xi, who was initially extremely nervous, relaxed immediately upon seeing Luo Heng's face suddenly turn red.

A smile even played at the corners of her lips as she walked forward with alluring steps.

Just as the two were almost touching, Yao Xi reached behind her back and in that instant, Luo Heng's vision was filled with a pure white light, faintly tinged with a hint of crimson.

He opened his mouth wide, but before he could say anything, his lips were sealed by Yao Xi's cherry lips.

Even so, the upright Luo Heng stubbornly emphasized his character: "I am not a human being."

How much time had passed? Suddenly, Yao Xi's exclamation echoed through the hall.

"How could that be? Didn't you destroy it?"

"Ah! No, don't point this at me."

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't let anyone else see. Come on, let me hear it again."

"No, no!"

"Do you want it? Do you want it?"

"Waaaaah—" followed by a mournful cry.

Then a strange sound suddenly came from the hall.

"Giggle! Giggle! Giggle!"

Then came Luo Heng's excited voice: "Yes, this is it, the little hen I want."

Outside the palace gate.

Hongling and Ziyuan stood side by side, looking at each other in bewilderment.

At first, the hall was quiet, but at some point, some faint noises began to emanate from within.

At first, the two could not hear clearly, but after a while, the sound became clearer and clearer, and their faces began to burn.

"—Shion, can you hear me?"

"Shut up."

"But that voice—"

"I said shut up!"

Hong Ling lowered her head, the tips of her ears were red.

Ziyuan took a deep breath, not daring to look at the door, but secretly pricked up her ears to eavesdrop.

At first, everything was fine, but when the two women heard the "cluck cluck cluck" of the chicken, their expressions changed.

Hong Ling lowered her voice, somewhat alarmed, and said, "Does the Holy Son like this kind of thing?"

Now, Ziyuan's face also turned a little pale.

If anyone here wants to ask: As a first-class power in the Eastern Wilderness, why is the soundproofing of Yaoguang Holy Land so poor, with its dense Dao patterns and numerous formations?

His Holiness can only say—don't ask too many questions about this kind of thing, and don't pry. Knowing too much won't do you any good.

Luo Heng and Yao Xi's "exchange" lasted for several hours.

When Yao Xi staggered out of the Holy Son's Hall, her face was still flushed.

Fortunately, she held her ground at the last moment and prevented Luo Heng from recording any indecent images of her with that strange device.

This made her feel a little better.

In the days that followed, Luo Heng's life changed from "eating, cultivating, and fighting Ye Fan" to "eating, cultivating, and..."

"Beat Ye Fan."

Some might ask: Is there a difference?

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some.

Previously, he only cultivated the "Undying Heavenly Art," but now his cultivation includes the "Phoenix Cultivation Art," a secret technique passed down by the Holy Land of Yiyaoguang.

It is said that the effect is quite powerful, and Luo Heng is very happy with it, practicing it almost every day without stopping.

Of course, in this situation, neither Hongling nor Ziyuan, those two innocent little rabbits, were spared.

From then on, Luo Heng officially embarked on the arduous path of cultivation to the Fifth Extreme.

However, his arduous cultivation was interrupted by Ye Fan before it even lasted a month.

Luo Heng, with a lip print still on his face, was staring at Ye Fan with a dissatisfied expression.

Ye Fan could only remain speechless in the face of this.

He was too lazy to argue with Luo Heng about these trivial matters, and directly stated that he was also about to undergo the Four Extreme Tribulations.

Upon hearing this, Luo Heng finally adopted a serious expression. He had previously told Ye Fan that he must come to him before attempting a breakthrough—the kid's tribulation would be somewhat troublesome.

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to break through, he dared not be negligent.

He quickly returned to Da Luo Tian to retrieve some items, and then used a secret technique to notify Gai Jiuyou and Wei Yi to prepare before allowing Ye Fan to begin his breakthrough.

Ye Fan found an open space, sat down cross-legged, and took out a large amount of ordinary source material and dozens of pieces of divine source material, piling them around him.

After doing all this, he closed his eyes and entered a meditative state. The Daoist charm of the tea tree heartwood pendant that Luo Heng had given him flowed in his left hand, drawing upon the great Dao of heaven and earth, gathering the surrounding essence, and cleansing his physical body.

Soaring divine light surrounded him, and every inch of his skin was filled with spiritual energy—not ordinary essence, but the essence of divine source.

His pores opened up, and the radiance of divine energy flowed in and out, bathing his internal organs and bones in a dazzling glow.

As he began to absorb and exhale vital energy, various extraordinary phenomena began to appear, and he truly began to undergo a complete transformation.

Until the very end, various extraordinary phenomena appeared around him. Among those that Luo Heng recognized were the Chaos Seed Green Lotus,

Such as stars shining in the blue sky.

Just as Ye Fan successfully broke through, "Boom!"

A bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky and struck him directly!

Next, endless lightning engulfed Ye Fan, turning the world into a vast ocean of purple light, terrifying beyond measure.

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