Chapter 135: Destined to Be Yours! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Early morning!

"Damn it!"

Chen Feng let out a groan. He lay on the bed, feeling his entire body ice-cold, covered in a thin layer of frost. Xiao Yu was still pressed against him, and they were completely exposed to one another, yet at this moment, Chen Feng felt very little desire.

The fire he had kindled the previous night had indeed been raging; he had truly wanted to roll over, mount her, and finally shed his shameful status as a virgin. But in the end, that fire had been extinguished. The freezing chill radiating from Xiao Yu’s body had smothered every thought he had. By the end of it, he had been frozen solid, making it impossible to even muster a physical reaction.

Xiao Yu was also completely naked, both of them coated in a layer of frost. Chen Feng silently circulated his internal energy. He felt a surge of warmth wash over him, instantly dispelling the cold. With a sudden flex of his body, he shattered the ice covering both himself and Xiao Yu.

As this warmth spread, Xiao Yu woke up. The moment she did, Chen Feng felt a jolt—a profound connection seemed to have formed between their souls. He could feel her heartbeat and the emotions she projected.

It was a feeling of resonance, their hearts beating as one.

"Sister Xiao!"

Chen Feng gently pulled her into his arms. Xiao Yu’s body was still cold, but it was nothing like the frozen block she had been the night before. Feeling her smooth, cool skin against his, Chen Feng felt a stir of emotion.

"Chen Feng," Xiao Yu murmured weakly. "Last night, I owe it all to you."

"As long as you're okay, Sister Xiao." Chen Feng pressed his palm against her back, intending to continue using his internal energy to help her recover, but Xiao Yu caught his hand. "No, Chen Feng. You’ve already exhausted too much of your internal energy. My condition is complicated; if you keep pumping energy into me, it could cause you irreparable harm."

Oh?

Chen Feng hadn't been worried about that. His internal energy wasn't something he had painstakingly cultivated himself, but rather something he had extracted from others. However, hearing Xiao Yu’s warning, he realized that over eighty percent of the energy in his dantian had indeed been drained.

"Understood." Following her advice, he stopped the transfer. A bit puzzled, he asked, "Sister Xiao, what exactly is going on with you?"

Xiao Yu looked at him and said slowly, "Little brother, you practice internal martial arts, so I assume you know about martial artists?"

Chen Feng nodded, waiting for her to continue. Xiao Yu curled up against his chest, finding a sense of comfort and warmth she hadn't known before. "My constitution is different from others. I possess the Nine Yin Physique—an extreme constitution. I am naturally suited for yin-attribute cultivation, but this body is also very troublesome. Once I reach a certain level, it triggers an eruption of yin energy."

At this, Xiao Yu offered a bitter smile. "You saw it last night—that was the result of an eruption."

Recalling the scene, Chen Feng felt a shiver. He asked with a pained expression, "An eruption? Must you cultivate? If you stopped now, would it...?"

Xiao Yu shook her head, a wry smile on her face. "My constitution isn't like an ordinary person's. Once I begin, I cannot stop. Even if I didn't cultivate, my body would constantly absorb the yin energy of the world. I haven't actively practiced for years, yet my power grows stronger every day. I consume various medicines to suppress these surges. If someone who practices yin-attribute energy attacks me, even the slightest contact can trigger an explosion of my own energy."

Chen Feng was stunned. "Is there any other way? A way to solve this once and for all?"

"There is," Xiao Yu said, her fingers tracing his heart. "I would need to find someone with a unique constitution called the Nine Yang Physique. If I could cultivate through a union with such a person, our yin and yang would harmonize, and I would never have to suffer the agony of backlash again."

"The Nine Yang Physique?" A sour feeling washed over Chen Feng. He understood the implication—dammit, a "union" meant sleeping with her. The thought of Xiao Yu with another man made him incredibly agitated.

"Jealous?" Xiao Yu giggled at his expression.

"No," Chen Feng spat out, though he was deeply annoyed. He had developed feelings for her and absolutely did not want to see her with anyone else.

Xiao Yu didn't speak; she just kissed his lips softly. Chen Feng felt his resolve waver as he felt the wave of love she sent toward him.

"Chen Feng," she said earnestly, "I can feel your heart, and you can feel mine. The truth is, you *are* the Nine Yang Physique. The reason you could suppress the yin energy in my body last night wasn't just because you practice yang-attribute arts—it's because of your very nature."

"I have the Nine Yang Physique?" Chen Feng’s expression was strange. He never felt he was anything special; he had been perfectly ordinary until he gained the Great Extraction System.

"I am certain," Xiao Yu looked at him seriously. "Our kind is different. We don't show signs of it normally, but once we embark on the path of cultivation, our bodies undergo profound changes. With enough resources, our speed of progress is tens or hundreds of times faster than others."

Chen Feng thought back. When he practiced the Profound Yang Arts, his internal energy had taken on the yang attribute with incredible ease. Zhang Mu had told him it was notoriously difficult—it had taken Zhang Mu over a year just to manifest the attribute and three years to master the art. For Chen Feng, it had been effortless, as if it were meant to be. He had reached the minor success stage instantly, and in just a few days, achieved what had taken Zhang Mu a year.

He had initially attributed it to the Super Soldier Serum, but now, it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

Xiao Yu looked up at him, her eyes filled with tenderness. "So, Chen Feng, it seems I am destined to be your woman."

"Sister, since you've said as much, does that mean...?" Chen Feng grinned, his eyes becoming mischievous. Xiao Yu was stunningly beautiful, and with them pressed together, he felt his "little brother" ready to do battle.

"Little brother, not now," Xiao Yu shook her head gently. "You are still too weak. If we were to unite now, my body would forcibly drain your yang energy, and you would end up a withered husk."

"I..." Chen Feng went limp, laughing bitterly. "Sister Xiao, you really are going to be the death of me!"

"There, there," she kissed his cheek. "I’ll be yours eventually, why the rush? But let me give you a warning: until then, you’d best keep your purity. When we finally unite, it will bring you the greatest benefit."

Chen Feng hesitated, thinking of Fang Yue. "Sister Xiao, I... I have feelings for Fang Yue, she..."

"I know, you have a heart," Xiao Yu smiled. "I’m just reminding you. A person like you, with such potent yang energy, naturally possesses a certain charm. Many women will likely be drawn to you. I only hope you have the discipline not to let yourself be swayed by lust."

"I have charm?" Chen Feng shook his head, having never noticed any women throwing themselves at him.

"Alright," Xiao Yu pushed herself up, her expression turning serious. "This backlash has damaged me. I need to go into seclusion to suppress the energy. Chen Feng, I will make the arrangements, but I need you to take down the Liu Group for me."

"Me?" Chen Feng was shocked. "Can I do that? I don't know anything about business operations."

"Of course you can," Xiao Yu smiled. "I’ve already laid the groundwork. I’ll tell you the plan, and you just need to follow the path I’ve set."

"Fine," Chen Feng sighed. "Thrown into the deep end, I guess I have no choice but to swim!"