The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Wang Long was somewhat excited. Was he finally about to break through to the Supreme Realm?

This is going a little too smoothly.

Ye Niannu's hand froze in mid-air, the ribbon slipping from her fingers.

She looked at Wang Long's eyes, which shone brightly in the candlelight, and suddenly smiled, a smile that carried a tacit understanding that needed no words.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

She stood up, walked to Wang Long, and reached out her hand, her fingertips gently touching his palm.

She could feel the surging power within him, like spring water about to burst its banks, gathering momentum and waiting for the final push.

"I'll accompany my lord~"

Wang Long took her hand, and their fingers intertwined.

Ye Niannu kissed him directly, and the two embraced tightly, becoming entangled in a passionate embrace.

He stopped speaking, simply closed his eyes, and guided the surging spiritual energy and mental power into the depths of his dantian.

Ye Niannu sat cross-legged opposite him, placed her palms against his, and channeled her spiritual power into his meridians, merging it with the two merging forces.

Three forces intertwined and entwined within him, like three threads of different colors being slowly woven into the same cloth by an invisible hand.

That feeling wasn't comfortable.

The fusion of spiritual energy and mental power is like a slow but intense reorganization taking place deep within the bones. Each fusion is accompanied by a slight stinging pain, as if something is being disassembled and then pieced back together.

Wang Long gritted his teeth, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but his hand never loosened its grip on Ye Niannu's palm.

He could feel her spiritual power like a warm river, steadily supporting his meridians and preventing him from losing his way in the impact.

"My lord, don't rush, take your time."

Ye Niannu's voice rang in his mind, calm and resolute.

Time slipped away quietly in that slow yet dramatic transformation.

The night outside the window gradually changed from deep black to dark blue, and then from dark blue to grayish white. A ray of morning light leaked in through the crack in the window and fell on the edge of the bed.

Deep within Wang Long's sea of ​​consciousness, the silent fusion was finally drawing to a close.

Spiritual energy, spiritual power, and literary talent.

These three forces, which once went their separate ways, are now intertwined in an unprecedented way, transforming into a thicker, more powerful river that flows steadily through his meridians.

He could feel his senses extending outwards, beyond the window frames, beyond the courtyard walls, beyond the outline of the entire city lord's mansion, touching those edges that he could not normally perceive.

He could hear the hushed conversations of the watchmen changing shifts in the distance, hear the sound of dewdrops sliding off the tips of leaves in the garden, and even sense the scent of rain in the slowly moving clouds on the horizon.

This feeling was something he had never experienced before.

Wang Long slowly opened his eyes. A flash of light, a mixture of gold and silver, seemed to appear in his cloudy old eyes before returning to calm.

He looked down at his hands. The texture of his skin seemed finer than before, and the calluses on his palms were still rough, but they had a warm, smooth sheen.

He made a breakthrough.

Supreme Realm.

It's so simple, without any bottlenecks or constraints.

Things will fall into place naturally.

"My lord?"

Ye Niannu's charming voice came from the other side, carrying a cautious probing tone.

She was still holding his hand when she felt his breathing had completely stabilized before slowly releasing her grip.

Wang Long looked up at her, his eyes filled with a smile, his aura restrained, making him appear like an ordinary person.

"It's done!"

Ye Niannu looked at him, paused for a moment, and then her peach blossom eyes curved into a beautiful arc.

She didn't say anything exaggerated; she simply exhaled softly and threw herself into Wang Long's arms.

She smiled brightly.

"That's good, congratulations, young master!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a clear and melodious buzzing sound suddenly came from the sky above the entire city lord's mansion, as if something was resonating with heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, a pale golden halo appeared in the sky outside the window, which was just beginning to lighten, as if dawn and sunrise had arrived ahead of time.

Wang Long stood up, walked to the window, and pushed it open. The morning breeze, carrying the moist scent of grass and trees, rushed in.

He could feel the new life force within him resonating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, as if every meridian was radiating a faint resonance.

Several short exclamations came from afar, and someone shouted.

"Look at the sky!"

More and more windows were opened, and more people stepped out of their rooms, looking up at the sky. The pale golden halo was slowly spreading, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, ripples spreading outwards in layers.

A knowledgeable old cultivator recognized this strange phenomenon, his voice trembling with barely suppressed emotion.

"This is... a resonance between heaven and earth! Someone has broken through to the Supreme Realm, triggering a resonance of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! Who is it?"

"Such a big commotion from breaking through to the Supreme Realm? Whose peerless genius is this?"

"The direction of that halo... seems to be towards the City Lord's Mansion!"

Wang Long stood by the window, watching the golden halo slowly dissipate, then looked down at his palm.

He could feel that power still flowing steadily within his body, without any sense of emptiness.

Ye Niannu walked to his side and stood beside him, happily nestled in Wang Long's arms.

His gaze fell on the sky outside the window, which was gradually returning to normal, and his voice carried a mix of emotion and pride.

"My lord, this commotion is quite loud."

Wang Long turned his head to look at her. The morning light softened his aged face. He smiled and spoke in a steady and gentle voice.

"Fortunately, this happened in Tianque City. If it had happened in Daqian, the entire capital would have been alarmed."

The discussions outside the window continued, and some people had already begun to inquire about who had broken through in the city lord's mansion.

Wang Long had already withdrawn his gaze and gently closed the window.

"What's next, my lord? What are your plans?"

After all, reaching the Supreme Realm level in the selection competition is already enough.

Ye Niannu turned her head to look at him, her peach blossom eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.

Wang Long stood by the window for a moment, feeling the steady flow of power within his body, and then slowly spoke.

"Let's rest for a bit, then go back to Daqian to take a look, and then go back to Taichu Holy Palace to see Palace Master Ye. The time for the all-domain selection is getting closer and closer, and things should get busy after that."

Having just broken through to the Supreme Realm, Wang Long needs to stabilize his condition and can relax for a while.

Enjoy life.

Ye Niannu nodded, without saying anything more, and simply sat down next to him again, gently resting her head on his shoulder.

Morning light streamed in through the cracks in the window, casting a thin, golden ribbon across the ground.

The two sat quietly for a while, neither of them speaking again. Only the distant, lingering chatter outside the window drifted in and gradually faded away.

The night finally came to a peaceful close.