Chapter 45: The Formidable Ling Tian

"Wife, you’re beautiful!" Ling Tian gazed at the breathtaking sight before him and kissed her again. Li Youran looked at Ling Tian, her eyes a little dazed but brimming with passion, and a hint of curiosity lingered in her gaze.

In truth, Li Youran had never seen a man's naked body in reality. Though she was terribly shy, curiosity slowly overcame her embarrassment. She had to admit—Ling Tian's body was excellent: tall, well-proportioned, and lightly muscled, not an ounce of excess on him.

Ling Tian’s hand slowly slid toward Li Youran’s secret place and found it wet and ready. A satisfied smile played at his lips as he slid a finger inside; she was exquisitely tight and soft. He moved gently, letting her adapt.

"Ah!" Li Youran cried out, a trace of pain in her voice. Her body instinctively tried to avoid his touch, but no matter how she twisted, she couldn’t escape his seeking hand.

"Bear with it, darling. It’ll get better soon," Ling Tian soothed her. When he sensed she was ready, he finally entered her, feeling a rush of exquisite pleasure—so tight, so wonderful! He’d tried to restrain himself and move slowly, but the surge of sensation drove him to lose control, his body instinctively pressing to the deepest place.

"Ah, it hurts!" Li Youran cried out louder, almost in tears. Ling Tian suddenly sobered and slowed his movements, gazing at her with concern and kissing her sweet lips tenderly.

His kisses eased her pain, allowing her to adapt. As she relaxed, Ling Tian resumed, and the searing sensation of their union engulfed them both.

That night, Ling Tian claimed Li Youran again and again, finally shedding the last vestiges of his innocence.

When Li Youran awoke the next morning, her body felt astonishingly comfortable. How strange! She’d always heard that a woman’s first time left her exhausted and sore, yet she only felt wonderfully at ease. No matter how she puzzled over it, she couldn’t find an answer.

Ling Tian, too, felt a surge of vitality. He even sensed his inner strength had grown. Only then did he recall: he possessed the Body of Nine Suns, and Li Youran had the Body of Nine Yin. Both of them had come together for the first time, and the effect was remarkable. He gazed at Li Youran with tenderness.

"Brother..." Li Youran wanted to ask why she felt so comfortable, but the words stuck in her throat.

"Wife, I prefer you call me 'husband,'" Ling Tian quickly corrected her. Now that she was his woman, how could she call him 'brother' in bed? That would be too much.

Li Youran was momentarily speechless. The word 'husband' felt awkwardly unfamiliar, and she found it nearly impossible to say.

"Everything has a first time. Try it, and it’ll come naturally," Ling Tian urged, longing to hear her call him that.

Meeting his eager gaze, Li Youran mustered her courage and softly uttered, "Husband," before burying her face in his chest in embarrassment.

"Heh, good girl. So, is there something you want? Not satisfied yet? Shall we go another round?" Ling Tian teased, pressing her beneath him once more, his hands growing mischievous.

"Ah!" Li Youran had barely recovered before Ling Tian had enveloped her again. She was powerless to resist his allure and could only yield to his embrace, finding herself growing ever more enamored with him.

The two remained tangled in bed all morning, skipping breakfast entirely. Li Youran had no classes, and Ling Tian had no pressing matters, so they indulged in endless tender passion.

What puzzled Li Youran most was that neither of them felt the least bit tired—in fact, their energy only seemed to increase. That was simply unnatural. Ling Tian’s stamina was impressive, but she was a woman, and she’d always heard that after too much lovemaking, women could be so exhausted they couldn’t even get out of bed. Why was she feeling more spirited instead?

At last, when her stomach began to protest, Li Youran decided it was time to get up. Ling Tian, though not hungry, couldn’t bear to see her go without food. Seeing that it was already midday, he reluctantly released her.

Li Youran whipped up a simple meal from what remained in the fridge. Ling Tian ate heartily, and as they ate, Li Youran finally voiced the question that had been troubling her.

"Husband, why am I not tired at all? My body isn’t in any discomfort. In fact, I feel even better than before. I’ve always heard a woman is supposed to be sore after her first time. Is there something wrong with me?" she asked anxiously.

"Well, wife, you are a little unusual," Ling Tian replied, continuing to eat. Li Youran’s cooking was superb—even the simplest dishes tasted delicious in her hands.

"Ah! I really am abnormal? Is there something wrong with my body?" At his words, Li Youran’s face drained of color. Why was her body always so different from others? First, the Body of Nine Yin, and now this unexpected reaction after intimacy.

Ling Tian laughed. "Don’t worry, darling. There’s nothing wrong with your body. When I said you’re unusual, I meant your Body of Nine Yin met my Body of Nine Suns. We’re perfectly matched. That’s why you don’t feel tired—in fact, it’s even beneficial for both of us."

"What benefits?" Li Youran asked, her interest immediately piqued.

"Your body won’t be as frail as before, and you’ll enjoy a long and healthy life. As for me, my powers increase rapidly by being with you, which means I’ll be even better able to protect you."

Ling Tian was deeply thankful that his first time had been with Li Youran. Who would have thought a man’s first time could matter so much? If he’d been with another woman before her, the benefits to his cultivation would have been much less.

The Art of Yin and Yang was divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Mystic, and Yellow—the Heaven level being the highest, Yellow the lowest. In his previous life, Ling Tian had reached the Mystic level. After his rebirth, limited by his new body, he had only managed to reach the Yellow level, never regaining his former strength.

Who could have guessed that after a night and a morning entwined with Li Youran, his power would leap straight to the threshold of the Mystic level? He was overjoyed. Of course, even within the Mystic tier, there were many stages, and he was only just entering the door. Still, the gap between Yellow and Mystic was vast; many people never crossed this threshold in their entire lives.

"Your power increased? So you practice cultivation? No wonder you were able to handle those ghosts the other night," Li Youran realized that Ling Tian truly wasn’t an ordinary man.

"Yes, I cultivate the Art of Yin and Yang. This method can be practiced by many, but it’s most effective for a man with the Body of Nine Suns and a woman with the Body of Nine Yin. After we finish eating, I’ll teach you the basics. Who knows—maybe we’ll both become immortals one day. Even if this method isn’t right for you, I’ll find another suitable one. But the Art of Yin and Yang is the most powerful."

Naturally, Ling Tian intended to pass the technique to Li Youran. Only then could she make full use of her unique physique, and only then could they become a truly fated couple.

"I can cultivate too? Even become an immortal? Wonderful! I’ve always loved the costumes of ancient immortals. If one day I could soar through the skies, it would be a dream come true," Li Youran said, her face glowing with dreamy anticipation.

"Come, wife, I’ll teach you now. Today, I’ll start with the basics," Ling Tian said, setting down his chopsticks and pulling her into the bedroom.

For the next few hours, Ling Tian taught Li Youran many cultivation methods and mental techniques. But in the end, he couldn’t resist making love to her again. After all, it was his first time with such a beautiful woman, and he saw no reason to deny himself.

Li Youran found fulfillment again and again, and all her earlier complaints vanished, replaced with a deep and abiding happiness. To be Ling Tian’s woman was to feel blissful. Even though he had a roving eye, he wasn’t careless in his affections—she was his first, and he shared his cultivation method with her. Li Youran, who had once believed her days numbered, felt her fate transformed since meeting Ling Tian. Her attachment to him only grew deeper.

While happiness and sweetness filled Ling Tian and Li Youran’s world, another beauty, Lin Youya, was in a state of frustration.

Since Ling Tian had gone out the previous night, Lin Youya had been feeling vexed. He claimed to be her bodyguard, yet he didn’t return at all, neglecting his duties. By morning, everyone in the villa knew he hadn’t come back, and now people looked at Lin Youya with odd expressions, as if she’d been abandoned by Ling Tian.

This infuriated Lin Youya. She’d been the one to refuse Ling Tian, but now it seemed she’d lost face. That scoundrel must have spent the night with another woman—what a philanderer!

She’d expected him back in the morning, but he didn’t return even by noon. The group had no choice but to eat lunch without him. As they ate, Dai Jin couldn’t keep his mouth shut.

"Hey, Yuanbao, do you think Ling Tian really went to find a woman? His stamina must be incredible—he’s been at it since last night! Impressive!" Dai Jin said, full of admiration.

"I’m not surprised by his endurance," Yuanbao said. "What I want to know is, who’s the woman with him? She must be something special herself." The two of them carried on, completely forgetting Lin Youya was present.

Lin Youya’s expression darkened. She suspected Li Youran was the woman in question, but how could that legendary beauty ever be interested in someone as vulgar as Ling Tian?

"Lin Tian, Dai Jin, get out here, now!" At that moment, the villa’s doorbell rang insistently, and shouts sounded from outside.

"Could it be people sent by Viper?" Shi Xiaocai said, heading for the door. With his skills, he had no fear of petty thugs. They’d expected trouble after their clash with Viper the previous day.