Chapter 1289: So Big Now
After one's cultivation entered the Divine Way, a Xuan adept could exist in the cosmic space outside of the star realms while still maintaining their physical body. But this was the first time Yun Che was truly traversing through space like this.
As time quietly passed, the Dun Yue Immortal Palace had already flown past countless stars without either of them knowing how many.
"So, back then, all those strange signs on your body were because Tiansha Xingshen was by your side." Xia Qingyue naturally knew the name of Tiansha Xingshen, and she knew even better what she meant to the Tian Xuan Continent.
"Hasn't what happened to you been even more unbelievable?" Yun Che said with a faint smile. "This world is vast. Sometimes, it's also very small."
"When we got married back then, you were only at the Initial Xuan Realm. In just twelve short years, you've become the 'Number One in the God-Sealing' of the Dong Shen Domain." She looked at Yun Che and said sincerely, "Maybe you really are what they call... the child of the Heavenly Dao."
"That's definitely not the case." Yun Che waved his hand with extreme decisiveness. Child of the Heavenly Dao? Those nine thunder tribulations had clearly wanted to strike him dead by any means necessary, yet in the end, they could only tremble helplessly under the power of the Evil God and scatter in defeat. But in the eyes of the world, coupled with the words of those three "old swindlers" from the Tianji Realm, those nine heavenly tribulations seemed to be announcing the birth of the "child of the Heavenly Dao" to the world.
"Over these years, have you ever thought about going back to Tian Xuan Continent?" Yun Che asked.
"I think about returning all the time." Xia Qingyue let out a sigh. "But I don't dare. I'm afraid that my foster father will still be furious with my father... or even with the entire Tian Xuan Continent."
"..." Yun Che nodded slightly, also letting out a heavy sigh in his heart. He understood Xia Qingyue's feelings all too well, because now, he too was unable to return.
Neither of them were those old monsters who had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, whose emotions had grown increasingly thin. Some things were far more important to them than their own lives.
"And you?" Xia Qingyue asked.
"I was supposed to go back within the next two years, but..." Yun Che shook his head helplessly. "I've caused too much of a stir. Things are out of my hands now. I'm about to enter the Zhou Tian Pearl, so at the very earliest, I'll have to wait at least three years before I can look for an opportunity to return."
When they had first arrived in the Divine Realm, neither of them had ever imagined that in just a few short years, they would unknowingly reach a height where they could stir up the entire Dong Shen Domain... and at the same time, they were forced to bear heavy pressure and lingering concerns.
"If there ever comes a chance like that, let's go back together." Looking at Xia Qingyue's profile, he said softly.
"..." Xia Qingyue was silent for a long time, then nodded gently. "Alright."
Can I still go back... She closed her eyes, and within the world of her heart and soul, she could no longer find her own existence... Today's choice had preserved Yun Che's dignity, but it had betrayed her foster father and birth mother, who had shown her such deep kindness, and she had become a sinner to the entire Yue Shen Realm.
The rest of my life, I no longer have the right to live for myself...
As she fell silent, Yun Che watched her all the while.
They had left Shenyue City more than a dozen hours ago, and his mood had long since calmed. But from start to finish, he could feel the heavy, stifling gloom on Xia Qingyue... it had never faded for even a moment.
"Qingyue, I know that all you're thinking about right now is how to 'atone for your sins' when you get back." Yun Che saw through her thoughts in one sentence. He crossed his arms and put on a serious expression as her husband. "Don't always think about shouldering everything alone. You're not that great, and you don't need to be that great. As long as you still recognize me as your husband, isn't it only natural for you to try relying on me a little?"
"I told you, this has nothing to do with you..."
"Whether it has anything to do with me or not is for me to decide." Yun Che cut her off, then revealed a relaxed and confident smile. "Maybe you're worried that Yue Shen Di will slap me to death when he sees me. But don't forget, I'm currently sporting the title of 'child of the Heavenly Dao.' As long as he hasn't completely lost his mind, he won't try to kill me without even hearing me out... and I have a way that can not only calm his anger, but might even make him grateful to me."
"So, don't take me to the Zhou Tian Realm first. Let me go with you to the Yue Shen Realm first instead."
"?" Xia Qingyue's beautiful eyes turned. Yun Che's confident demeanor didn't seem fake. "What method?"
The method Yun Che was talking about was naturally using the Great Dao Pagoda Art to extend Yue Wugou's life. However, he didn't plan on saying it out loud, because not even Yue Shen Di himself had been able to do it, and no one in the world would believe him just based on his words alone. Besides... he was also afraid that Yue Wugou's condition was far worse than he had imagined, which would end up taking away Xia Qingyue's last hope.
"Of course, it's to give him a grand gift that he's absolutely certain to like." Yun Che thought for a moment, a flicker of light passing through his eyes. He put on a mysterious expression. "Ahem, this grand gift is a bit special. You have to close your eyes before I can tell you."
Xia Qingyue's delicate brows knitted slightly. She seemed very curious about what "method" Yun Che was talking about, and so she did as he said and closed her eyes.
With the beautiful woman's eyes closed, the bright, pure light of the immortal palace shone upon her, like an incomparably exquisite painting of a divine maiden under the moonlight, ethereal and otherworldly. Her white clothes were as pure as snow, yet they could scarcely hide her skin, which was white as jade and smooth as congealed fat.
Standing there quietly, a breathtaking beauty and elegance rushed toward him. Even the words "transcendent and worldly" could hardly describe even a fraction of her beauty and immortal grace!
Twelve years ago, Xia Qingyue had already been stunning enough to topple cities and nations. Now, she was even more beautified beyond compare. Even Yun Che had, for a few moments, found it hard to believe that this was actually his wife.
Too bad, he hadn't so much as touched her in twelve years!!
He stepped forward, arriving right in front of the defenseless Xia Qingyue. One arm wrapped around her waist, and before she could react, he pressed his lips heavily against hers.
Their lips met. Yun Che felt that the lip petals in his mouth were like orchid cream and jade paste—warm, soft, and smooth, with a sweet, cool moisture.
Xia Qingyue's beautiful eyes went wide. Her body stiffened abruptly. She subconsciously tried to make a sound, but as soon as her teeth parted, Yun Che's tongue took the opportunity to charge straight in, touching her flustered, fragrant tongue and seizing the full fragrance of her mouth.
"Mmm..."
Xia Qingyue let out a startled whimper. Her delicate body stiffened again as if electrocuted. Her mind went completely blank for several breaths before she finally remembered to resist. But in the chaos of her mind, her resistance wasn't to push Yun Che away with all her might. Instead, she flusteredly used her own soft tongue to push against his, trying to force him out of her fragrant mouth.
Her small tongue was tender and soft. Rather than resistance, it seemed more like a shy, welcoming response.
The delicate body in his arms was soft as if boneless, yet carried a hint of alluring fullness. Yun Che's hand was wrapped around her waist, and even through her clothes, it was like caressing the most perfect warm jade in the world. Their tongues kept tangling together under Xia Qingyue's resistance. The sweet saliva flowing from her mouth into his made him hold her waist tighter and violate every corner of her fragrant mouth with even more abandon.
Finally, with a sharp gasp from Xia Qingyue, her teeth sank hard onto Yun Che's tongue...
"Aah!!"
Yun Che let out a strange yelp and finally withdrew his tongue, only to be pushed back several steps by Xia Qingyue's weak, powerless palm. He covered his mouth, sucked in a breath, and stared wide-eyed. "Xia Qingyue, are you a dog?!"
"You..." Xia Qingyue's face was flushed. She was panting lightly, and even her hair was slightly mussed. There was a faint trace of bloody air in her mouth. Clearly, Yun Che's tongue had been bitten by her. And that trace of blood made her already chaotic mind even more flustered. Blinded by confusion, she swallowed it down.
She hadn't expected Yun Che to be so daring. She hadn't expected him to suddenly...
Compared to Xia Qingyue's disordered breathing, Yun Che, after inhaling deeply, neither flushed nor his heart raced. Instead, he grinned lewdly. "Feeling a little better now?"
"..." He had obviously just assaulted her, yet he put on an act of doing it to relieve her pent-up frustration. Xia Qingyue was momentarily at a loss for words. She simply turned around, not wanting Yun Che to see her flustered state.
And yet, the knot in her heart had unknowingly loosened a little.
"You're not really mad, are you?" Yun Che secretly grinned, howling inwardly: Twelve years! Twelve whole years! And I only finally got to kiss her once... Of course, I had to make it count!
Uh... could this be considered a big step forward?
Xia Qingyue remained silent... If Yun Che had been standing in front of her, he would have seen her chest heaving violently.
"We've been married for twelve years, but we've never once had a real marital relationship. You wouldn't... really be angry about something like this, would you?" Yun Che's voice lowered, with a hint of sigh and... grievance?
"..." Xia Qingyue's chest heaved again. Her expression finally relaxed a little, but her lips and mouth were still full of the feeling and taste that Yun Che had brought, and she couldn't shake it no matter what. Hearing Yun Che's words, she felt a hint of guilt in her heart. She said softly, "I'm sorry... I'm not used to it yet."
"It's fine, you'll get used to it slowly!" Yun Che quickly responded. Seeming to realize that this wasn't quite the right thing to say, he obediently lowered his voice again. "I mean... from now on, if you don't want it, I definitely won't do it again. Then... could I hold you for a while?"
Hearing Yun Che's cautious, almost humble request, Xia Qingyue could no longer feel any anger at all. Instead, she was filled with guilt... Yes, after all, she was his wife...
"Mm." She replied very softly, but didn't turn around.
Yun Che stepped forward, coming up behind her. His arms gently wrapped around her from behind her waist... Just as they were about to close, the corners of his lips curled. His hands slid upward, his ten fingers spread wide, and he grasped Xia Qingyue's towering breasts squarely.
Instantly, his hands sank deeply into two mounds of the softest fullness. Under his force, the plump jade-like flesh overflowed through the soft, smooth moon robe, spilling between his spread fingers... A single hand couldn't even contain them.
Xia Qingyue's body went rigid. With a bulge of her moon robe, a tremendous force slammed into Yun Che's chest, sending him flying far away. He flipped through the air and landed heavily on the ground.
But Yun Che didn't get up immediately. Instead, he sat there, staring at his own hands that had just succeeded, with an expression of utter disbelief. Then he looked up and exclaimed, "Qingyue, you've gotten... this big!"
Back then, the sixteen-year-old Xia Qingyue had already been of a modest size... by sight, but she had only been modest.
But the feeling under his claws just now had been one of immense, plump fullness. His ten fingers had all sunk deeply in, and yet he still hadn't touched the edges...
Her long, moon-white dress, though ethereal and graceful, was quite loose. Although her chest was prominently raised, its true size was hard to gauge. Yun Che had never imagined that in just a few years, Xia Qingyue would... be comparable to Mu Xuanyin.
(Yun Che: Huh? Why did I think of Master?)
"You..." Xia Qingyue stepped back several times in a row. She instinctively raised her arm to shield the area that had just been violated. Her snow-white face was flustered and panicked. Her gaze was both shy and angry. Her chest, which had only just calmed down, heaved violently again, and her panting was many times more ragged than before.
And Yun Che's words, which had slipped out, made her heart so chaotic she was almost dazed.
She was about to scold him when suddenly her gaze froze on the light screen. "What... is that?"
Within the light screen, a faint golden light was rapidly approaching from far to near.