The lakeside at Taichu Hall during the height of summer, faintly reverberates with thunder.

At the lakeside amidst the forest, the noonday sunlight filters through the branches, casting dappled shadows that flicker amidst the interwoven sweat.

Like a wild beast.

To Pei Wanyu, this is a sensation different from the shock brought by Jin'an and Qingyue.

Although the relationship between Jin'an and Qingyue was similar, it was merely similar; Pei Wanyu felt no additional emotions beyond astonishment.

However, the scene before her brought a completely different feeling.

Whether it's the good disciple or Dongfang Xinglan, they're pure humans, yet at this moment, Pei Wanyu felt the blood within her flow faster, a feeling akin to a special moment unwittingly spreading from the heart, beyond her control.

Most primal, most pure, most mad...

Pei Wanyu felt parched, her embroidered shoes' delicate jade toes intermittently curling and stretching, the gentle forest breeze seeming to carry a scent that bewitches into surrender.

Pei Wanyu lowered her gaze, but only with the sound did a captivating painting unfold in her mind.

In the corner of her periphery, Zhu Nanzhi had already crouched down, supporting herself on the table with one hand, seemingly unable to stand.

The Little Pink Fox lying on the ground had already transformed into human form, with pink eyes filled with undeniable excitement; she never imagined Dongfang Xinglan could be so powerful.

Who truly is the pure demon here?

Like Pei Wanyu, Qiu Qingtang also felt a twinge of envy, for this was a scene that only existed in her mind.

Wasn't Dongfang Xinglan part of the Human Clan?

Although she was a pure Body Cultivation practitioner, even her refined physique didn't match Young Master Lu, but why did she appear even wilder than Young Master Lu?

Like a Valkyrie...

Qiu Qingtang, while feeling envious, quickly retrieved a drawing board to sketch.

Drawn in by the sound, Zhu Nanzhi turned her head, instinctively moving closer: "Do you possess such skill?"

As she spoke, her voice paused, her gaze captivated by the lifelike depiction of her husband and Dongfang Xinglan on the drawing paper.

Zhu Nanzhi softly bit her cherry lips, admitting that while the Painting Fox's skill wasn't exceptional, the scene it depicted awakened an impulse within her heart.

Qiu Qingtang excelled at drawing this type of scene.

"Mm... a distraction," Qiu Qingtang quickly responded, her hands continuing their work without pause.

Zhu Nanzhi regarded her with a couple of glances: truly a Painting Fox...

She shifted her focus back to the paper, then raised her eyes towards her husband, a hint of melancholy emerging in the azure gaze.

This is her husband's true demeanor...

Zhu Nanzhi couldn't help but bite her lower lip; she still couldn't fully satisfy her husband...

But fortunately, she accepted Aunt Pei and the others... This too was her contribution to loving her husband and allowing him utmost enjoyment.

Reflecting on this, Zhu Nanzhi felt her thoughts clear, and even her Forget Love Path seemed to experience an indescribable elevation.

This feeling was incredibly wondrous, and the marvelous Dao Essence it emitted was akin to ripples spreading across the lake.

In an instant, the sound resembling muffled thunder within the forest disappeared.

Lu Jin'an immediately turned to look over, sensing clouds stacking in the heavenly nine layers, with faint thunder reverberating.

?

Lu Jin'an blinked, then turned his gaze toward Zhu Nanzhi. Wasn't it such a short time?

Though the Forget Love Path relies on understanding, could his wife, who had only recently achieved Demi Immortal status, be crossing tribulation to become Immortal already?

"Don't, don't..."

At this point, Dongfang Xinglan behind him grasped his wrist, urging, "Stay focused... please."

Lu Jin'an took a deep breath as his Master breezed past him: "Do what you must; I'll call Xiao Yinruo, and it will be perfectly fine to break through at Taichu Peak."

"Don't lose focus, husband."

Zhu Nanzhi smiled slightly. "Enjoy it to the fullest, otherwise I'll feel guilty..."

As the words settled, Pei Wanyu had already led her to the rear of Taichu Peak, where the barrier soared into the sky.

After glancing, Lu Jin'an refocused on the moment at hand.

Zhu Nanzhi's words lingered in his mind, making Lu Jin'an's emotions somewhat indescribably complex.

Concentrating on the present is the key to helping his wife break through?

Worshipful yandere syndrome...

Staying focused, Dongfang Xinglan immersed in the present, while Qiu Qingtang obsessed over the drawing. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

No one noticed Zhiyu's earnest and focused gaze or the slight sway of the Dragon Tail at his waist.

Amidst the flickering shadows, the affection in Dongfang Xinglan's starry eyes seemed potent enough to melt ice and snow—intense, tender.

Her agile, sleek body, akin to a cheetah's, shimmered under the sun, her thin waist arched backward, her muscle tension rising and falling, rippling with softness akin to water.

Neither of them wished to concede first in this primal battle.

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Tribulation Lightning faintly appeared amidst layers of black clouds, thunder gradually booming, plummeting from the heights of the ninth heavens.

At the rear of Taichu Peak, Zhu Nanzhi hovered cross-legged in midair, enveloped by the flowing Forget Love Path, still murmuring "husband" in moments like these.

Pei Wanyu and Xiao Yinruo looked at this scene, their expressions slightly complex.

Especially Pei Wanyu, who occasionally simulated the Forget Love Path during idle moments using the Time Path, but no matter how many attempts, all ended in failure.

She couldn't properly simulate Zhu Nanzhi who could become Immortal.

And yet, aligning with Lu Jin'an, the Forget Love Path surprisingly enabled Zhu Nanzhi to cultivate to this extent in reality.

"Sometimes I truly wish to understand what this girl's thoughts are," Pei Wanyu sighed to Xiao Yinruo beside her: "To cultivate the Forget Love Path so smoothly and powerfully."