Chapter 480

Chapter 480: Breaking the Tribulation

If things were only as Wang Yu Wei said, the Assassin Tower wouldn’t have needed to send a Golden Core stage assassin at all.

This meant there must be other secrets about her.

Wang Yu Wei pursed her lips, surprised by his keen insight.

She lowered her voice: "The person they want me to kill is also a disciple of the Biquan True Sect."

Hearing this, Zhou Luo suddenly understood.

No wonder the Assassin Tower made such a grand move this time—they were afraid she might reveal the secret.

Probably, that Golden Core assassin hadn’t intended to kill her outright but to use violence to control her.

But Zhou Luo still had one doubt. He asked, "Why didn’t the Assassin Tower act sooner?"

They had trained in the secular world for a full year, yet the opponent hadn’t struck, which felt odd.

Wang Yu Wei explained: "They did contact me back then, but I kept delaying."

Over the past year, they had approached her multiple times, trying to change her mind.

But Wang Yu Wei remained resolute and never yielded.

Under these circumstances, the Assassin Tower finally lost patience, leading to today’s ambush.

They likely feared missing their last chance.

"It seems they won’t give up easily," Zhou Luo murmured thoughtfully.

He had initially thought Wang Yu Wei would make a good dual cultivation partner. But now it seemed marrying her would plunge his entire family into chaos.

That was utterly unacceptable to him.

"Sorry for dragging you into this," Wang Yu Wei said apologetically.

After all these years, she still needed him to save her.

Her usually calm mind rippled with emotion once more.

"It’s fine. But I think you should return to the sect." Zhou Luo offered his advice.

Since the Assassin Tower’s target wasn’t him, distancing himself from her was best.

As for dual cultivation… it could wait.

"No."

But as soon as he spoke, Wang Yu Wei refused firmly.

She looked at him, expression serious. "I came down the mountain specifically to undergo this emotional tribulation. Now it’s at a critical point—how could I just abandon it?"

This concerned her breakthrough. She felt so close to succeeding; giving up was impossible.

Zhou Luo raised an eyebrow at her determined look and probed: "Then how do you plan to pass this tribulation?"

These words made Wang Yu Wei pause.

Things had gone this far. She understood—with an assassin watching from the shadows, evasion and denial would doom her tribulation anyway.

So she stated plainly: "My emotional tribulation has fallen upon you."

With that, she recounted to him how her unsettling emotions had gradually intensified since the onset, eventually causing her Supreme Emotionless Technique to falter.

Hearing her words, Zhou Luo felt a slight jolt in his heart.

The target of her emotional tribulation was indeed him.

He’d previously harbored suspicions about this, yet hearing it confessed directly still left him somewhat stunned.

In this situation, Zhou Luo no longer concealed his thoughts and asked, "So?"

"So…"

Wang Yu Wei bit her lip. Though her expression remained cool, a flicker of shyness gleamed in her beautiful eyes, and even her crystal-clear earlobes flushed faintly pink.

Gazing at him, she finally described what she witnessed the previous night.

Moreover, she specifically stressed that shortly afterward, her Supreme Emotionless Technique subtly shifted, restoring its smooth operation.

Facing the grand path of cultivation, Wang Yu Wei shed all coyness, no longer acting like a timid little girl, and calmly informed him.

"What?"

Despite already knowing, Zhou Luo now faked a look of surprise, his expression vacant.

Just then, Wang Yu Wei suddenly seized his arms. Her beautiful eyes flashed with resolution as she spoke with utmost seriousness:

"Zhou Luo, I want to try it."

She understood that mere observation was insufficient.

She wished to progress further.

Initially hesitant and fearful, the present urgency made her realize that delay could mean missing her sole breakthrough opportunity.

Thus, decisively, she voiced these words.

Zhou Luo internally startled, unprepared for such bold initiative from her.

Regrettably, she remained targeted by the Assassin Tower; otherwise, he might’ve steered her toward dual cultivation, possibly even bearing heirs for him.

"This…"

He deliberately feigned conflict now.

Before she could speak, he suddenly adopted the manner of one sacrificing himself—if not him, then who else? Nodding firmly, he agreed: "Very well, let’s try then."

Within the pitch-black pagoda, only their mental strength allowed them to perceive each other.

At his words, Wang Yu Wei’s ethereally cool face bloomed with visible blushes.

"You come," she whispered, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s hum. Her stunning cheeks flushed crimson like sunset clouds; in the dark, her frantic breaths became audible.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo slightly twisted his thumb on the storage ring around his finger.

Amidst a flash of spiritual light, a pristine wooden bed appeared beside them.

Wang Yu Wei froze momentarily, a peculiar gleam flashing in her beautiful eyes.

She never imagined him carrying a bed at all times.

Before she could ponder further, Zhou Luo suddenly approached, pulling her into an embrace.

The softness of her body felt like cotton against him as he caught a trace of light fragrance. His hands began roaming across her graceful, perfect form.

"You… Mmm…"

Wang Yu Wei attempted to speak only to meet Zhou Luo’s lips silencing her instantly.

Immediately, blushes blazed across her cheeks down to her ears, tinting even those delicate, crystal-clear earlobes fiery red while her slender, snowy neck flushed a distinctive pink.

Her body trembled slightly. Beneath cloud-patterned embroidered shoes, her jade-like feet began shifting restlessly.

The intense masculine aura clouded her senses as if floating upon heavenly clouds, completely destabilizing her mind.

Especially those wide, daring palms wandering freely, igniting fierce agitation wherever they touched.

Deeming the moment ripe, Zhou Luo firmly guided her onto the white bed, pressing down over her.

Moments later…

Wang Yu Wei emitted a deeply restrained, seraph-like cry identical to what she’d overheard in the corridor.

Painfully frowning, her red lips parted while she gasped sharply for breath.

An Ambiguous Atmosphere permeated the darkness as overwhelming impacts washed all else from her awareness.

This was an experience utterly alien to her.

It starkly diverged from anything seen or heard before—carrying an indescribable, unnamable essence.

Within this sensation, her mental landscape quietly shifted.