"Madam, please teach me this technique, once I have completed my cultivation..."
"It's not that complicated."
Without further hesitation, Qiu Lianyue suddenly turned and sat astride to merge with Song Yan.
Then, her fingertips lightly drew together, weaving in the void, drawing out golden radiance and wrapping it in silver frost.
Gold and silver chased each other, then slowly merged into both of their bodies, as if the Yin-Yang tightening ring and the red string of fate had bound their Divine Souls completely together.
Time seemed to infinitely slow down and stop, with one breath feeling like a century.
When calm returned, Song Yan could see the fine print of the "Red Dust Barrier Scripture" clearly for the first time. He also felt a peculiar connection with the young lady in front of him, as if they had become one, destined to be Dao companions by the heavens. When they were together, there was a profound sense of peace.
Song Yan was dumbfounded.
