Chapter 258: Chapter 160: Till the Seas Dry and Rocks Crumble, Till the End of Time (Part 3)

"Ha!"

...

You Su and Ji Xueruo were already reaching the point of perfection.

Time would rewind to a quarter of an hour ago, but the two of them would retain the enhanced feeling from before.

You Su and Ji Xueruo made a wish together—to raise their cultivation to the state it had reached at the end of their dual cultivation. This progress was absolutely permissible in this illusion realm.

In other words, the wish-granting power of this illusion realm was like a pool of water, and the wisher was like a bowl. How much water this bowl could hold depended on its size, which in turn depended on the wisher’s understanding of power.

As Yui Zhen said, this road to becoming stronger requires progressing step by step.

A small bowl can’t hold much water, and it can’t suddenly become a big bowl. Through continuous dual cultivation, You Su and Ji Xueruo gradually increased their understanding of cultivation and their own bodies, thus enlarging their bowl and allowing it to hold more and more water.

Repeatedly doing so would eventually reach the realm they desired.

"Miss Ji... you truly have remarkable talent." You Su panted heavily.

"I am recognized as a prodigy among the Demon Race! Naturally... ah... I’m good at everything! Take it easy..."

Ji Xueruo supported You Su by the waist, as if helping him conserve energy.

...

"Why? Why is it no longer effective? We’ve tried so many times..."

Ji Xueruo was somewhat disoriented. After all their repeated efforts, why had their cultivation suddenly stopped progressing?

You Su silently shook his head: "I don’t know the reason either."

"You!" Ji Xueruo punched You Su in frustration. "If this cultivation technique doesn’t work, why did you deceive me! What are your true intentions!"

Left speechless by her question, You Su also began to doubt the mysteriousness of the Joyful Union Skill after they attempted numerous times to no avail.

After all, tracing the cultivation of the Joyful Union Skill to the Void Realm dated back a long time ago. Both heaven and humanity change, and perhaps this technique is no longer suitable for the present era.

"This is my fault... I will apologize to Miss Ji, but for now, what is urgent is to find a better solution." You Su was full of regret.

"Do you even have a better solution?!"

Ji Xueruo, looking like a little girl who had been taken advantage of, wished she could dismember You Su.

You Su paused for a moment, shaking his head internally. How could someone of his status have two techniques capable of reaching the Void Realm?

"Meeting you is truly my misfortune, Ji Xueruo."

Looking at the elegant lines of You Su’s profile, Ji Xueruo’s fury gradually subsided.

She sighed lightly, and then her expression became resolute. She pushed You Su down to the ground, straddled him, tightly gripping his pelvic bone, and pressed her fingertips to his chest:

"Don’t act like a useless person! If there’s no way out, then walk this path until the end! Again!"

It turns out the prolonged stagnation was just a prelude to a major breakthrough from the Spirit Platform to the Condensed Water...

...

When Ji Xueruo opened her eyes, she habitually began to remove her black dress.

"Let’s take a break..."

You Su stopped her movement, leaning against the stone wall like a helpless child.

Ji Xueruo thought for a moment and then sat cross-legged not far from him, neither distant nor intimate.

She delicately raised her eyebrow: "Are men this easily bored?"

You Su sighed while holding his forehead, once again marveling at the racial talents of the Snake Race.

Indeed, the nature of snakes is lascivious...

It wasn’t that he was tired of this endlessly entrancing experience; it was just that he began to feel exhausted. Forcing themselves to continue like this would only reduce the quality of their dual cultivation.

Initially, he thought of himself as a huge ship, and Ji Xueruo as a small stream. With the increase in their cultivation, she had transformed into a whirlpool in the middle of the sea, while the once huge ship now seemed like a small boat...

The benefits of cultivation growth in matters between men and women become less effective as one’s realm advances, due to differences in their physiological structures.

To keep up with Ji Xueruo’s pace and avoid surrendering too quickly, You Su decided to use the divine skill most suitable for him given by the Book Mountain Pavilion—the "True Yang Sword Nurturing Spell."

Ji Xueruo hugged her raised knees, resting her delicate chin on them, and watched You Su’s meditative face with interest.

By now, she was close to the Feather Transformation Realm in her cultivation, and she could see You Su’s Profound Qi subtly gathering below. Having stepped into the battlefield numerous times, she naturally understood what kind of preparation You Su was making for battle.

"Already giving up?"

You Su smirked slightly, refusing to show weakness:

"Don’t worry, just make sure you don’t ask for mercy then."

"I only hope your abilities are as grand as your words."

Ji Xueruo felt joy seeing You Su’s steely face, tapping the ground rhythmically with her feet. However, watching You Su’s focused efforts, she also felt a spring-like warmth washing over her heart.

"Hey, how much longer do you need?"

"Maybe a few more times, is Miss Ji that impatient?"

"Hmph, I’m not one to enjoy being pricked with needles."

Ji Xueruo pinched her chin, closing her eyes and basking in the joy of mocking You Su. She knew well that ridiculing a man in this matter could be a massive blow to them.

But when she opened her eyes again, her pupils constricted instantly like a bean!

In the dimly lit cave, surrounded by drowsy light, the shadow of a colossal object loomed over half of her face...

"You, what are you doing?!"

Ji Xueruo propped herself up and slowly retreated.

"Hmph! My swordsmanship has become consummate with the appearance of the dragon. Please, Miss Ji, take my sword!"

You Su braced his hands on his hips, thrusting forward with his sword, like a masterful hermit emerging from seclusion.

...

Ji Xueruo buried her head in the crook of You Su’s neck, and his hand caressed her bare back.

"How many more times do you think?" Ji Xueruo blinked her eyes.

"Is Miss Ji getting tired of it?"

In truth, there was no basis for the word "tired." The two of them didn’t spend all their time just on dual cultivation. Even if this matter was great, when it’s all you have in life, it can become dull. So they often paused to rest and chat to pass the time. Ji Xueruo was knowledgeable, and You Su had a wild imagination. Their conversations were lively and not boring at all.

"I told you, don’t call me Miss Ji..." Ji Xueruo lightly punched You Su’s chest.

"Then what should I call you?" You Su’s lips curled up, "Clan Leader? Or Snake Race Empress?"

Far at the harbor preparing a ferry, Ji Lingruo felt she was deliberately forgotten by some...

Ji Xueruo was slightly annoyed, punching a bit harder, "Don’t push your luck! Just call me Xueruo..."

"Alright." You Su affectionately rubbed the back of Ji Xueruo’s head, "If it takes a long, long time, will Xueruo get bored?"

Ji Xueruo buried her head in her loose hair, her voice almost as faint as a mosquito:

"How long could it be? Until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, time returns to chaos? It’s not me you should be asking; you should be asking if the illusion of the land can hold out until that day..."

The young girl, with her unwavering looks through thousands of cycles of reincarnation, felt as though she had spent centuries beside this young man. These words, for someone as proud as her, were akin to bare affection.

You Su held her tighter, as if he wanted her to merge into his being...