Ahem, this needs an explanation.
Xiao Mo never wrote that Xia Ningshang was Yin-attribute. She has the Medicine Spirit Sacred Physique, capable of refining the world's spiritual energy. That time in the Nine Yin Valley, she refined the valley's Yin energy for an attack, but she also refined the Yang energy at Kunlong Gorge. Why would anyone think she's Yin-attribute?
Chapter 109 had this passage: "This finger-wind was bone-chillingly cold, like a sharp ice spike—it was the Yin energy of the valley that Xia Ningshang had instantly refined using her special physique. Its killing power wasn't particularly strong, but it had the advantage of minimal personal consumption and great speed."
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************ Yang Kai really couldn't stay angry. He plopped back down in front of Su Yan and sighed, "Su Yan, you really don't carry yourself like a senior sister."
"You're already calling me by my name directly. Why should I still act like some senior sister?"
Yang Kai was left speechless. He'd never realized this woman, cold as snow, could also be so sharp-tongued.
A woman's nature, perhaps?
But this bit of banter actually drew the two of them closer—something even when he'd saved her that day hadn't achieved.
With a bitter smile, Yang Kai raised his hands in surrender. "Fine, fine, fine! I was wrong!"
Seeing him so glib, Su Yan became serious and said, "Since we've decided to accept it, let's begin."
It was clear she was still a bit nervous, but much better than before.
"How do we do this?" Yang Kai asked, his expression turning grave.
"Circulate your Yang-attribute technique." Su Yan closed her eyes, and her own Ice Heart Art circulated. A bone-deep chill slowly emanated from her.
Yang Kai quickly circulated his True Yang Technique. Scorching True Yang Energy flowed through his meridians.
As the two diametrically opposed techniques activated, the entire grand hall began to react. A continuous rumbling sound filled the air.
Hearing this, Su Yan's face lit up with joy. Her earlier deduction was correct—neither she nor Yang Kai alone could obtain the inheritance here. Only by both circulating their energies simultaneously was there a chance of success.
As time passed, the energy sphere floating above their heads gradually began to respond. As if drawn by an unseen hand, it slowly descended.
The dragon and phoenix patterns within the energy sphere swirled ceaselessly, their forms constantly shifting. The rapidly flashing images were mesmerizing.
It took a full half-shichen for the sphere, a dozen zhang tall, to reach the space between them. The dragon and phoenix patterns flashed more and more violently. Light, alternating red and white, flowed ceaselessly, wreathing them in a hazy glow.
With a resonant dragon's roar and a clear phoenix's cry, the energy sphere suddenly split in two. It transformed into a fire dragon and an ice phoenix, which darted apart and plunged into Yang Kai and Su Yan's bodies respectively.
Both of them shuddered, a pained, struggling expression surfacing on their brows.
For Yang Kai, the moment the fire dragon entered his body, he suddenly felt a vast and vigorous surge of Yang-attributed energy within his meridians. Accompanying it was a stream of information flooding into his mind.
Not daring to be negligent, he frantically circulated his True Yang Technique, trying to convert that energy into Yang Liquid.
But to his utter astonishment, his True Yang Technique couldn't convert this energy at all. No matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't transform into Yang Liquid and sink into his dantian as usual.
As this surging energy collided within him, his meridians and flesh burned with searing pain. A strange, restless urge surged up from his heart.
His senses became incredibly acute. Yang Kai clearly caught a faint, delicate scent drifting from nearby—the fragrance of Su Yan's body. As it reached his nose, it seemed to carry an inexplicable energy that settled in his heart, stirring his soul, accelerating his pulse, seeping into his blood, making it boil and flow faster.
It was a primal urge and desire.
*How could this be?* Yang Kai's mind shook violently. He immediately examined the information that had flooded into his mind along with the fire dragon. After a long moment, his expression became peculiar.
He opened his eyes and met Su Yan's gaze directed at him.
Unlike Yang Kai, who was burning with heat, Su Yan's face was now pale. Her delicate body trembled uncontrollably in waves, her teeth chattering.
She was freezing cold.
Having cultivated the Ice Heart Art, cold was her closest companion. But this current cold exceeded the limits she could withstand, causing this kind of reaction she normally wouldn't have—just as that heat had exceeded what Yang Kai could bear.
Yet Yang Kai could clearly see a faint blush on Su Yan's pale cheeks. Her breathing was slightly ragged, and her star-like eyes held a subtle hint of spring-like desire welling up.
Their eyes met. Yang Kai knew she must be feeling the same as him—an intense longing for the energy within the other.
Yang Kai craved her coldness to soothe his scorching heat. She craved his heat to warm her icy chill. This desire was instinctive, a primal urge that had surged up within their bodies after absorbing the fire dragon and ice phoenix.