Chapter 155: Purple Extreme Golden Core Formed! Saintess, did you wet the bed last night?

At the bottom of the Demon Essence Pool, undercurrents surged.

Gu Lan felt like a trotter being stewed in a pressure cooker; his flesh was tender and rotting, and his bones were about to melt.

Under the forced compression of Ye Hongzhuang's vast Devilish Qi, the Green Lotus Core Flame and Red Lotus Karmic Fire within his body finally stopped repelling each other and began a difficult Fusion.

Extreme heat and extreme cold, Supreme yang and Supreme yin.

Two completely opposite forces spun wildly within his Dantian, turning into a purplish-black vortex that greedily devoured all the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

"Focus! This is the last step!"

Ye Hongzhuang's voice trembled slightly, clearly making it no easy feat for her either.

Her entire body clung to Gu Lan like an octopus, her forehead pressed against his back as she continuously channeled her Origin Devilish Qi.

Sweat slid down her slender neck, dripping onto Gu Lan's shoulder with startling scalding heat.

"Form… for this seat!"

Rumble—!!!

As her final spell was cast in.

The purplish-black vortex inside Gu Lan's Dantian violently collapsed inward!

An unprecedented tearing sensation washed over him, as if his Soul was about to be torn apart.

"Ah—!!!"

Gu Lan let out a long roar to the heavens, his voice piercing through the thick pool water and echoing within Wanmo Cave.

Shortly after.

A dazzling purplish-golden pillar of light shot up into the sky from the crown of his head, directly piercing through the Demon Essence Pool, penetrating the rock ceiling of Wanmo Cave, and thrusting straight into the clouds!

The heavens and earth changed color, and demonic clouds roiled.

The Devilish Qi within a radius of a hundred miles seemed summoned by a monarch, crazily gathering towards this side and forming a huge funnel-shaped cloud cluster.

And at the center of that pillar of light.

A Golden Core about the size of a dragon's eye, entirely purplish-golden, with nine mysterious demonic patterns flowing on its surface, was slowly spinning.

Purple Extreme Golden Core!

The Supreme Golden Core rumored to be condensable only by the Reincarnation of an ancient Demon God!

"It… it's formed!"

Ye Hongzhuang released her hands, her body falling backward limply, yet a hint of wild joy hung on her face.

"Nine-patterned Purple Extreme Core…"

"As expected, this seat didn't misjudge the person…"

"This brat is truly a natural demonic seed!"

Gu Lan slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, his temperament had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Deep within his originally clear eyes, a hint of enchanting purple had been added, and with every gesture, he exuded a Soul-captivating demonic charm.

He clenched his fists, feeling the boundless, surging power like a vast sea within his body.

Golden Core Stage!

Moreover, it was a Golden Core Stage that started right at the Peak!

Right now, even without borrowing the might of the magic sword, he could single-handedly thrash the former Li Batian!

"Hoo…"

Gu Lan let out a long breath of foul air, turning to look at the weak figure behind him.

Ye Hongzhuang was floating in the water, her face pale, and that tight combat suit clung even closer to her, outlining a perfect S-shaped curve.

"Your Eminence, are you alright?"

Gu Lan's heart tightened, and he quickly swam over to hold her in his arms.

He could feel that in order to help him achieve Core Formation, Ye Hongzhuang had consumed a massive amount of Origin, and her current aura was even a bit weaker than usual.

"It's fine… I won't die."

Ye Hongzhuang leaned into his arms; although weak, that queenly aura of hers remained undiminished.

She reached out a finger and poked Gu Lan's rock-hard pectoral muscles.

"How is it? Does this seat make a competent 'cauldron'?"

Looking at her slightly haggard yet still breathtakingly beautiful face, an inexplicable wave of emotion welled up in Gu Lan's heart.

Although this Female Demon Lord was usually fierce, she was truly good to him.

"Competent! Extremely competent!"

Gu Lan tightened his arms.

"For Your Eminence's great kindness, this subordinate has no way to repay you, only…"

"Only offer your body in return?" Ye Hongzhuang raised an eyebrow.

"Ahem, only work doubly hard in the future and give your all for the Holy Sect!"

Gu Lan quickly rounded back his words.

"Boring."

Ye Hongzhuang curled her lips and struggled to stand up.

"Alright, since Core Formation is successful, we should also head out."

"This damned place, this seat doesn't want to stay a moment longer."

Meanwhile.

Saintess Palace, bedchamber.

"Ah—!!!"

A scream pierced the skies.

Saintess Ji Wushuang suddenly bounced up from the bed, covered in cold sweat as if she had just been fished out of water.

Her hands tightly grabbed the sheets, panting heavily, her gaze hazy, and her cheeks blushing so red blood was almost dripping out.

Just a moment ago.

Through the heart-linking gu, she completely experienced that… ultimate tearing and pleasure during Gu Lan's Core Formation.

That feeling of her Soul trembling was simply more thrilling than killing ten experts of the Righteous Path!

"Gu Lan! You bastard!"

"What on earth did you do in there?!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang was consumed by shame and anger, feeling as though her entire person was about to burn up.

She lowered her head to take a look.

"How… how am I supposed to face anyone like this!"

She hurriedly and flusteredly tore off the bedsheet, stuffing it into the deepest part of her storage ring for fear of being discovered by a maid.

Just at this moment.

"Your Highness Saintess! The Cult Master and Lord Gu have come out!"

The maid's report came from outside the door.

"They've come out?!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang's eyes lit up; unable to even care about changing clothes, she casually threw on an outer robe and rushed out.

"I'm going to ask clearly! What the hell are those two doing in there!"

Heavenly Demon Palace back mountain Forbidden Land entrance.

Gu Lan supported Ye Hongzhuang as they slowly walked out of the stone door.

At this time, Gu Lan's aura was restrained with purple light faintly flashing. Although he still looked like that handsome youth, the feeling he gave off was completely different.

It was like an peerless demonic weapon that had just been unsheathed, its sharpness completely exposed!

"Welcome, Your Eminence! Congratulations to Lord Gu on your Core Formation!"

The demonic sect Disciples waiting outside shouted in unison, their eyes filled with awe.

That purplish-golden pillar of light that shot into the sky just now was something they had seen clearly.

A Purple Extreme Golden Core!

This newly promoted Sword-Wielding Envoy had an immeasurable future!

"Gu Lan!"

A voice carrying anger and grievance came over.

Saintess Ji Wushuang rushed over stormily, her hair still a bit messy and her clothes not properly worn, looking… quite disheveled.

"Yo, isn't this the Saintess?"

Ye Hongzhuang leaned against Gu Lan, looking at Saintess Ji Wushuang's appearance with a meaningful smile curling at the corner of her lips.

"Why are you in such a state?"

"Your face is so red, and you're panting so hard…"

She looked her up and down, suddenly acting as if she had discovered a new world.

"Tsk tsk, why are the Saintess's legs still shaking?"

"Could it be that you had a wet dream last night… and wet the bed?"

"You! You're the one who wet the bed!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang instantly bristled like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"I… I was just practicing! Is it not allowed to suffer from Qi Deviation?!"

She glared fiercely at Gu Lan, the amount of information contained in that gaze being immense:

[It's all your fault! You made me make a fool of myself!]

[I'll settle accounts with you when we get back!]

Gu Lan wore an innocent expression.

What does it have to do with me? I almost died in there several times!

"Alright, stop arguing."

Ye Hongzhuang waved her hand, looking somewhat exhausted.

"This seat is going back to rest."

"Gu Lan, you've just achieved Core Formation, and your Realm is still unstable. You don't need to come to Zhaixing Tower these next few days."

"Go back and properly consolidate your cultivation, and by the way…"

She glanced at Saintess Ji Wushuang, a trace of banter flashing in her eyes.

"Properly appease our 'Qi Deviation' Saintess Highness."

Finished speaking, she released Gu Lan's hand, transforming into a stream of light as she flew towards Zhaixing Tower.

Leaving only Gu Lan and Saintess Ji Wushuang staring at each other with big eyes.

"Um… Shuanger?"

Gu Lan tentatively called out.

"Hmph!"

Saintess Ji Wushuang let out a cold snort and turned to leave.

"Follow me! I have something to ask you!"

"Where to?"

"Back to your doghouse (Hidden Sword Pavilion)!"

Returning to the Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Saintess Ji Wushuang closed the door, set up a soundproofing barrier, and then pressed Gu Lan onto a chair like interrogating a prisoner.

"Speak! What on earth did you do in there?!"

"Why… why did I have that kind of feeling?!"

"What kind of feeling?" Gu Lan feigned ignorance.

Saintess Ji Wushuang blushed so hard blood was almost dripping out, her voice growing smaller and smaller.

"Did you… perform Dual Cultivation with that Old Hag?!"

"Really no!"

Gu Lan raised his hand to swear.

"That's just the normal reaction to Core Formation! Just an energy impact!"

"Really?" Saintess Ji Wushuang looked at him suspiciously.

"Truer than real gold!"

Gu Lan pulled her hand and placed it on the position of his newly formed Golden Core.

"If you don't believe me, touch it. The Pure Yang Qi is still there, not a bit less!"

Feeling the scalding temperature and powerful strength beneath her hand, Saintess Ji Wushuang finally let go of some of her worry.

"Hmph, I suppose you wouldn't dare."

She withdrew her hand, her expression easing slightly.

"Since you've achieved Core Formation, our plan can also be advanced."

"What plan?" Gu Lan was startled.

"Of course it is… going to the Righteous Path to 'visit relatives'!"

A trace of cunning light flashed in Saintess Ji Wushuang's eyes.

"Didn't you miss your Senior Sister Jiang?"

"Just right, I heard the Qingyun Sect is recently holding the 'Sword Trial Conference', widely inviting heroes under heaven."

"As representatives of the demonic sect, how can we not go and show some support?"

"By the way…"

She licked her lips, her smile carrying a hint of danger.

"Go finish the fight we didn't finish last time!"

Gu Lan: "…"

It's over.

Just out of the tiger's den, and now entering the wolf's lair again.

Why is there no end to this Shura field?