Zhou Qianlin seemed to have sensed something was amiss. She didn't ask or say anything, her face blushing as she offered up her lips.
Lan Jue could have broken through on his own, but Zhou Qianlin wouldn't have been able to feel the process.
At the same time, the difference between one and two breakthroughs was in the strength of their energies.
Breaking through at the peak of the ninth rank would result in a baptism of energy for both of them.
Although it wouldn't directly increase Zhou Qianlin's energy level, it would increase the strength of her body.
This was one of the benefits of an Discipline mutation.
Once the fusion was complete, the energy within Lan Jue shot up to the peak of the ninth rank in the blink of an eye.
The energy within him surged like a flood, and Lan Jue's entire body shuddered. Tiny bolts of violet lightning shot out of his pores, turning his clothes to ash in an instant.
This repeated three times until the breakthrough to the second rank of the ninth rank was complete.
After the fusion, the energy that was already at the peak of the ninth rank flowed through his body. Lan Jue could clearly feel his and Zhou Qianlin's energy cores increase in size, and the Discipline within him thickened.
Even if they were both at the peak of the ninth rank, there were still differences. Once one's energy reached a certain level, their Discipline would rise to that level as well, and they would be at the peak of the ninth rank.
However, just like the hand speed of a divine-grade mecha pilot, a hand speed of forty or more was considered to be at the level of a divine-grade mecha pilot.
But there was a qualitative difference between forty and eighty.
The same was true for the peak of the ninth rank.
This was why some people stayed at the peak of the ninth rank their entire lives, while others dared to charge into the Law Realm.
That was the difference between foundation and accumulation.
Lan Jue now fully understood why Bize had helped him fuse with Zhou Qianlin. He also knew that it wasn't Bize's idea.
It was the Clairvoyant's idea.
From the day he met Bize, everything had been within the Clairvoyant's calculations. Even their trip to the Barrows, their meeting with the two gods of wine, and everything else that had happened after that.
It was all within the Clairvoyant's calculations.
It was the Clairvoyant who had asked Bize to use their kind blood and fuse it with their bloodlines, resulting in a mutation.
Laying the foundation all over again and recultivating from the first rank of the ninth level seemed like a waste of effort.
But the foundation had become even stronger.
Breaking through to Paragon was going to be much easier than the average peak ninth rank Adept!
The Clairvoyant was indeed a cunning one.
Unknowingly, everything was under his control.
Lan Jue was not only grateful to the Clairvoyant, but she was also a little afraid of him.
It was as if it could happen at any time.
There was an Eye of Tomorrow watching him from the sky.
He didn't know how strong the Clairvoyant was, but his ability to predict and control was enough to put him above the Terminator.
Lan Jue could still remember the Clairvoyant mentioning many Paragons, but the Clairvoyant was definitely one of the most.
Even the old man had once revealed a look of admiration.
Everything was developing in a good direction. According to the current cultivation speed, it would take at most a year.
He should be able to re-cultivate to the seventh rank of the ninth level.
He would be back to his old self, and stronger than before.
Perhaps in three years' time he would be at the peak of ninth level.
This speed.
He was still a little behind his brother, but not by much.
As for becoming a Paragon in the future, with Zhou Qianlin, he might even be ahead of his brother.
Lan Jue couldn't help but smile at the thought.
It wasn't the first time he'd wanted to beat up Lan Qing!
Ever since he was small.
He didn't even know how many times his brother had beaten him.
The Dark Citadel's Adepts were accommodated at the Nice Hotel. The Nice Hotel was an interplanetary hotel chain in the Western Alliance.
It wasn't as large as the Intercontinental, but it was still an established luxury hotel.
Lina sat in her room sulking, her face gloomy.
She'd planned to make a name for herself at the Great Adept Tournament.
Although her Discipline wasn't particularly strong, she was only twenty-four years old and already a ninth level third rank Adept.
She wasn't far from ninth level fourth rank either.
She was one of the top talents in the entire Dark Citadel.
More importantly, she'd never used any genetic medicines. She was a natural-born Adept.
It wasn't just Dracula who thought highly of her. He'd already chosen her as his successor. Even Satan had praised her many times and given her many treasures to improve her Discipline.
Who would've thought she'd run into that detestable bastard in the second round? She'd lost.
She knew quite a bit about Chu Cheng.
The main reason was the complicated relationship between the Demon King and Hades.
Hades and the Demon King had always been rivals, both of them belonging to the Dark Faction.
However, Liliana knew that in the Dark World, whether Hades or the Demon King had the upper hand, they couldn't erase the other's legacy.
Because both Hades and the Demon King were the rulers of the Dark World. They were the future hope of the Dark World.
Ever since the Interstellar Migration, the power of the Dark World had come out into the open. It had begun to wash itself clean.
After all, the power of the Light was too strong. Not just the Pontiff's Citadel, but the government as well.
It was impossible for the Dark Citadel to contend with the entire Western Alliance.
Therefore, even vampires could only suck the blood of some animals. Human blood was absolutely forbidden.
If the Dark World wanted to grow, they couldn't do without a strong legacy. Competition was the most important way to increase the strength of a race.
This was the unspoken rule between the two families that they couldn't destroy each other.
The Demon King's bloodline had such a huge upper hand, but they had only chased away the Hades bloodline, not destroyed it. This was the reason why.
"Bastard!" Liliana cursed. She raised her hand to destroy something, but in the end she restrained herself.
She thought about how the bastard had purposely chained her up after he'd won. He'd taken advantage of her while she was unchained. She wanted to strangle him.
She'd slapped him across the face, and he'd pretended to be stunned.
She wanted to tear him to pieces!
"Ding dong!" The doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" Liliana asked impatiently.
"Hello, food delivery service."
Liliana stood up and walked to the door. "I didn't order food."
Outside the door, there was a huge silver metal cover on a tray, blocking the person's appearance.
"Man is iron, food is steel. You can't not eat even if you lose!
Otherwise, it'll affect your growth. "The tray was lowered, revealing a handsome face.
Liliana froze when she saw him, then raged.
Wasn't the guy holding the tray that bastard?
She was about to lash out when Chu Cheng lifted the tray, revealing a gap facing her. Suddenly, a gust of hot air rushed out.
As a powerful Adept, Lina was on high alert. She retreated at the first sign of danger, but then she caught a whiff of a fragrant aroma.
Chu Cheng entered the house and closed the door with the tip of his foot.
"Get out! Who let you in here?" Lina snapped out of her daze. She couldn't believe this guy had just walked right in.
Chu Cheng put the tray down on the table with an innocent look on his face. When he opened the tray, there were two very attractive looking salads and two steaks inside.
"Good T-bone steak, medium well.
Served with black truffle sauce and Caesar salad.
Oh, and this. "
As he said that, he flipped his wrist and took out a bottle of champagne and two champagne glasses from somewhere. He placed them on the table and it really looked like it was the real deal.
"I know you're in a bad mood because you lost the competition. Didn't I specially bring food to comfort you?
In fact, if you really want to win, I can take the initiative to forfeit. In this way, you can take my place and continue the competition. What do you think? "Chu Cheng said sincerely.
Liliana blurted out, "I don't need you to give me a chance." Although she said so, the anger in her heart was reduced.
Chu Cheng pulled out a chair in a gentlemanly manner. "You haven't eaten lunch yet.
I've been keeping the temperature of the steak. Now it's just right. Let's talk while we eat. How about it?
If you have any dissatisfaction, wait until you're full before you vent it on me. You don't have to eat. Anyway, I won't run away. "
The aroma of steak permeated the room. Lina had been too preoccupied with her anger that she hadn't had lunch yet.
It was fine when there was no food before, but now that the food was in front of her, it immediately caused her stomach to move.
She snorted coldly and sat down.
Chu Cheng turned around gracefully and came to his side. He naturally opened the champagne. "Bang!" The cork didn't bounce off. Instead, he held it in his hand.
Holding the bottom of the bottle, he poured the golden champagne into the two champagne glasses. Bubbles surged and the atmosphere in the room suddenly seemed to change.
"I have a friend who said that champagne is the only wine that can sing. It is full of the beauty of music.
Moreover, champagne is the wine that can easily make people feel better.
It can make people happy and forget unhappy things. "
As he spoke, he picked up the two glasses of champagne and handed one to Liliana. He took the other one and gently clinked it with her. The crystal glass made a crisp "ding" sound.
Chu Cheng took a sip first and then put down the champagne glass. He took the knife, fork and tablecloth from the plate and handed them to Liliana. Then, he also picked up the knife and fork.
"It's my honor to dine with a beautiful lady.
Try it. "
Liliana took a sip of champagne and put down the glass. She picked up the knife and fork and began to enjoy the food that Chu Cheng brought.
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