Dare to Cancel the Engagement? I Will Marry Your Ancestor! - Chapter 12

Chapter 12: “A Night of Love”

A method to rapidly increase one’s strength without sacrificing anything—Mo Ling instantly understood why so many pursued it with such fervor.

After a full cycle of spiritual circulation, the glowing light surrounding both Mo Ling and Long Qianqian gradually dimmed until it completely vanished.

Mo Ling exhaled heavily in the darkness, feeling as if the bl00d vessels and meridians throughout his body had been entirely unblocked and refined.

Three days ago, the techniques he had been cultivating had all reached the Great Perfection stage with the help of the emotion system’s enhancements. And now, judging by the changes within his body, his techniques had undoubtedly advanced even further. He could barely contain his eagerness to test his newfound strength.

At that moment, Long Qianqian suddenly spoke. “Can you feel it? My body is different from others.”

Mo Ling fell silent.

He couldn’t just outright tell her. Of course, I’ve known your secret all along. One of the reasons I married you was precisely because of your unique physique.

It wasn’t hard to imagine how furious she would be if she heard those words.

“Uh…”

Mo Ling decided to play dumb to the end. “The same as mine? Except you’re a woman, and I’m a man? ”

“You—! Are you really that clueless, or just pretending? ”

Long Qianqian huffed in frustration. “During our dual cultivation, you didn’t notice anything? I—I…”

The rest of her words got stuck in her throat.

Mo Ling suddenly found himself grabbed by the collar of his inner robe. Long Qianqian’s voice was dangerously close. “If you dare lie to me, you’re dead! ”

His collar tightened bit by bit, restricting his breath. Mo Ling quickly raised both hands in surrender. “Mercy, my lady! Don’t be angry—I’ll talk, I’ll talk! ”

Wriggling his collar free from her grasp, he cleared his throat and said, “During our dual cultivation, all I felt was how incredibly smooth and pleasurable the process was.”

“Mo Ling! ” Long Qianqian snapped, gritting her teeth.

Realizing she was truly annoyed, Mo Ling quickly straightened up. “Could it be… the legendary Furnace Physique, the most compatible body for dual cultivation? ”

The moment he voiced it, he felt a sense of relief.

He hadn’t expected Long Qianqian to reveal her long-hidden secret to him on their very first night of marriage. Should he say she was too defenseless or that she trusted him too much?

Yet, deep inside, an unexpected warmth blossomed.

Long Qianqian nodded. “That’s right. Since we are now Dao partners, bound for life, you should know this truth.”

“From the moment I was born, it was discovered that I possessed the rare Furnace Physique. In all recorded history, those with this physique have met tragic ends. After all, who wouldn’t want a shortcut to power? ”

Her tone carried a weight that was rarely present in her usual demeanor.

“But relying on the Furnace Physique for dual cultivation is ultimately an unorthodox and lesser path. Mo Ling, remember this well. If you ever develop any improper intentions, I will not hesitate to strike you down.”

Wait—why did this suddenly turn into a lecture about him?

Mo Ling could feel Long Qianqian’s sharp gaze piercing into him like a blade.

“Rest assured, my lady. I will stay true to my path and never stray into darkness.”

“But since you have such a rare and special physique as your husband, I think I should study it a little more closely! ”

With that, Mo Ling leaned forward, pressing Long Qianqian beneath him once again. As he spoke, the body that had briefly cooled now started heating up once more.

Raising his hand, he set up a protective barrier before fully unleashing his spiritual consciousness.

Long Qianqian’s eyes widened slightly at the sight before her. She bit her red lips but ultimately remained silent.

For cultivators, the Sea of Consciousness was akin to the heart for ordinary people—its most vital and treasured core.

Mo Ling’s actions were an unmistakable display of absolute trust.

In response, Long Qianqian released her own Sea of Consciousness as well.

The moment their spiritual seas intertwined, Mo Ling’s mind was overwhelmed by an expansive, boundless sensation. His chest rose and fell heavily as a stream of energy surged from his dantian, gradually spreading to every inch of his body.

This energy felt like a purifying current—wherever it flowed, that part of his body felt as if it had been reborn.

Long Qianqian experienced something similar, but unlike Mo Ling, she was enveloped in an icy chill.

Her entire body was engulfed in a cold, penetrating frost, yet she felt no discomfort. On the contrary, the freezing sensation filled her with a strange sense of delight.

A blue and a red glow intertwined around their bodies, the two distinct colors slowly merging over time until they formed a single, radiant white light.

An hour passed, and the white glow finally faded.

Mo Ling’s eyes snapped open.

His pupils—now golden and slit-like—exuded an aura of dominance.

“Mo Ling?”

Long Qianqian was startled by his sudden transformation. But then—she realized something was wrong.

No… This is…

“AHH!!!”

Mo Ling let out an agonized roar as his golden pupils dilated to their limit, his entire body trembling violently.

The veins all over his body bulged, glowing with an eerie blue hue, as if they were about to burst through his very skin!

“Ah… AHHHHH!!! ”

“BOOM!!!”

In the dead of night, the entire Tianyun Sect trembled violently. Countless disciples rushed out of their quarters in alarm.

From within Mo Ling and Long Qianqian’s wedding chamber, a pillar of white light burst through the roof, shooting straight into the heavens.

“This is—”

Grand Elder Hu Xin gazed up at the sky with a grave expression.

That light came from Mo Ling’s chamber. Did Mo Ling break through, or was it Long Qianqian?

No matter which of them it was, for Hu Xin, this was not good news.

“That hurt like hell…”

As his body finally returned to normal, Mo Ling clutched his chest, letting out a shaky breath.

For a mere breakthrough, why did it feel as if his entire body had been shattered and rebuilt?

“Mo Ling, are you alright?”

Long Qianqian snapped out of her shock and hurried forward to check on him.

Just moments ago, his veins had been pulsating unnaturally, but now there wasn’t a single visible injury on his body.

Her eyes briefly lingered on his defined chest and abs as they rose and fell with each breath.

Realizing where she was looking, her face flushed red. Embarrassed, she quickly released him.

“What is it? ”

No longer immersed in the exhilarating sensation, Mo Ling opened his eyes.

Before Long Qianqian could respond, he swallowed hard, his throat bobbing involuntarily.

Uh-oh.

He was getting addicted to this.

“Dear wife, the night is still young—shall we go again?”

“GET LOST!”

Long Qianqian’s resistance was futile. Unable to escape his persistence, the two ended up dual cultivating once more.

With each breakthrough, Mo Ling’s body and strength advanced by leaps and bounds.

The sensation of pleasure and power intertwined—how could he ever get enough of this?

Three days later—

Mo Ling once again attempted to push Long Qianqian down, only to be met with a swift kick to the floor.

“Enough! ”She snapped. “You are the Sect Master! How can you indulge in such reckless abandon? ”

Mo Ling rubbed his knee where he had landed, smirking. “Your husband is newlywed; I’m sure the elders and disciples will understand. Speaking of which, dear wife, since the night is—”

Just as he approached the bed, he was kicked out again.

This time, Long Qianqian kicked him straight out of the room.

“SCRAM!”

“Hey—”

BAM!

The doors slammed shut.

Just as Mo Ling was about to protest, he noticed two maids outside the courtyard, giggling behind their sleeves while sneaking glances at him.

Clearing his throat, he straightened his posture and declared in a loud voice,

“As Sect. Master, I must always lead by example. My dear wife need not worry—I shall now tend to my official duties.”