I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 430 Passionate Moment

The weather remained bitterly cold.

The surroundings were blanketed in an endless expanse of white snow, devoid of any trace or footprint, not even

those left by animals.

There were no birds flying in the sky. It felt as if this place had been forsaken by the heavens.

Jonathan and Yeverie moved on, their footsteps faltering as they trudged through the snow.

The number of blood bags was running perilously low. After three arduous days of walking, they remained trapped

in the boundless snow, seemingly unable to escape its icy grip.

Despair began to creep in as it felt as though they would never find a way out.

To make matters worse, their blood bags had run dry.

Their only option was to drink melted snow for sustenance.

If Jonathan and Yeverie couldn't find food or a way out, they could potentially starve to death. Even the most skilled

martial artist needed food to survive. Without it, their bodies would waste away with their strength fading.

Fortunately, Jonathan and Yeverie possessed unmatched resilience, enduring hardships that would shatter the

resolve of others.

One fateful night, they stumbled upon a cave nestled within the snowy landscape.

Their hearts leaped with joy as they entered the cavern.

The cave floor was ice, and the smooth walls surrounding them emanated a bone-chilling cold.

Despite the harsh environment, Jonathan and Yeverie were relieved to find the cave.

They spent the night nestled together, finding solace and support in each other's presence.

Having braved the treacherous path together, they had long shed their inhibitions and relied on each other for

survival.

The next morning, Jonathan and Yeverie were drawn by the sun's rays piercing through the cave's entrance.

"Is that sunlight?" Yeverie's face flushed with excitement.

For days, they had only known a bleak and overcast sky.

It was a joy to witness the long-lost sun shining upon them.

When the duo stepped out of the cave, they were met with a breathtaking sight surpassing anything they had ever

seen.

It was the legendary aurora borealis! According to legends, this spectacular scene was reserved for those who

braved the icy realms.

Yes, it was the aurora borealis.

It was the most exquisite light that Jonathan and Yeverie had ever witnessed. The dancing lights painted the

heavens with a kaleidoscope of colors, ranging from ethereal greens to vibrant reds. The display resembled

ribbons, fireworks, bows, and curtains, each moment transforming into a mesmerizing new form. The entire sky

seemed to come alive, displaying an ever-changing masterpiece of nature's brilliant creation.

The scenery was more dazzling than the sparkling stars and the brightest lights. Jonathan and Yeverie were

completely captivated by its beauty.

In the days leading up to this moment, both of them had been plagued by feelings of disappointment. But in this

instance, their spirits soared, for the sight before them was a rare and extraordinary experience. It was a glimpse

of sheer magnificence amidst their toils and hardships.

Some people would spend an entire night climbing Mount Goliath just to witness a fleeting minute of sunrise.

Humans constantly seek out moments of beauty in their life, and this was one such moment.

The spectacular sight persisted for a few precious minutes before gradually fading away, leaving behind a gentle

dawn that bathed the world in a delicate glow.

Jonathan and Yeverie then continued with their journey. In the days that followed, they encountered vast icy plains

stretching for miles and towering mountain ranges that seemed to touch the sky.

They traversed treacherous slopes and scaled formidable peaks. In fact, they soon lost count of the distance

traveled.

Yet, no matter how far they journeyed, they found no traces or footprints left by others.

The day slipped by swiftly, and soon fifteen consecutive days had passed.

It had been a grueling twenty days since Jonathan and Yeverie set foot in this icy land.

For the first five days, they relied on blood bags for survival. But for the following fifteen days, their only source of

sustenance was melted snow.

The daily struggle, coupled with the lack of proper nourishment, took a toll on Yeverie's already fragile health.

Her body succumbed to a raging fever, weakened by the relentless hunger.

As her body weakened, the biting cold of the external environment seeped into her, intensifying her suffering.

Although Yeverie was a Level One Divine Master, her physical prowess was sustained by the vampire bloodline. In

contrast, Jonathan had painstakingly honed his abilities through dedicated cultivation. While he also received

assistance from elixir pills later on, his well-established foundation enabled him to stabilize his cultivation.

Hence, Jonathan was able to withstand the hardships with greater resilience.

Although he managed to persevere, a sense of powerlessness gradually filled his body.

Despite his exhaustion, Jonathan couldn't afford to stop and rest.

This treacherous land seemed impervious to pleas or prayers.

Therefore, any sense of complacency was out of the question, as it would only pave the way for a desolate fate.

During the night, Jonathan did not allow Yeverie to rest in the snow. Her vulnerable condition rendered her

surrender to the bitter cold, and she needed warmth.

Seeing that, Jonathan decided to manipulate his constitution and transform himself into a source of warmth for

Yeverie. Even though the pain he had to endure was excruciating, he willingly bore the suffering for Yeverie.

After Jonathan successfully controlled his vitality and turned himself into a vessel of health, he sought shelter

beneath a mountain ledge. Next, he carefully removed Yeverie's outer garments and enfolded her in his arms, their

bare skin intimately pressed together. The yellow robe shielded them against the biting cold.

Yeverie, dressed in nothing but a purple undergarment, lay against Jonathan's chest, her fair skin contrasting

against his.

Though the scene carried an air of intimacy, Jonathan's intentions were pure.

His sole purpose of hugging her was to provide solace and warmth.

What exactly is this place?

Jonathan knew they had taken the wrong direction, but retracing their steps was not an option.

This was because turning back would mean another twenty days of travel. Neither he nor Yeverie could endure that

long journey again. In fact, Yeverie in particular, might not last even three days.

As time passed, Yeverie's condition deteriorated more quickly.

Jonathan had no other choice but to place his hope in the path ahead.

In the stillness of the night, a haunting wind began to howl.

The sky above was adorned with thickened clouds. Amidst this darkened backdrop, feather-like snowflakes began to

descend from the sky.

Yeverie found herself drifting in and out of consciousness. In her hazy state, she felt a warm and comforting liquid

coursing through her veins.

When she suddenly jolted awake, she caught sight of Jonathan slicing his wrist and feeding her his blood.

"Your Majesty," Yeverie uttered.

"Don't speak. Just drink," he whispered softly.

Overwhelmed by a mix of emotions, tears welled up in Yeverie's eyes, tracing a path down her pale cheeks.

At that moment, her heart was filled with unwavering trust and loyalty toward Jonathan.

Although they did not experience any perilous encounters in the past twenty days, it was a period marked by their

unwavering support and interdependence. Their connection primarily unfolded on a deeper, spiritual level.

Jonathan had no other choice but to offer his blood to Yeverie. Consequently, his own physical condition had

significantly deteriorated, although he remained in better shape compared to Yeverie. Yeverie's life hung in the

balance if she did not receive the necessary nourishment.

While Jonathan was feeding her, he began to feel dizzy and lightheaded.

He immediately tried to cease the blood transfusion.

Just then, he realized that something terrible was happening. His wound could not stop bleeding. It was a clear

indication that his body's functions were declining.

In the past, his wound would quickly form a scab once the bleeding stopped.

However, Jonathan could only stop the bleeding after taking a deep breath. He knew it would take a while before

the wound healed completely.

After drinking Jonathan's fresh blood, Yeverie drifted into a deep slumber.

He held her tightly in his embrace throughout the night.

When Yeverie awoke the next morning, she sensed a remarkable improvement in her physical condition. However,

she was alarmed to find Jonathan's head and eyebrows frozen.

Moreover, it seemed that he was in deep slumber.

"Your Majesty?" she called out in concern.

Jonathan stirred and opened his eyes after Yeverie called out to him several times.

However, his face appeared pale. When he turned to look at Yeverie, he saw color returning to her cheeks.

"Has your fever subsided?" Jonathan asked joyfully.

Yeverie felt grateful for the man's selflessness and care despite his dire condition. Tears welled up in her eyes, and

she nodded emphatically.

Jonathan heaved a sigh of relief and said, "That's great."

"Your Majesty, how are you feeling?"

The man smiled weakly and assured, "I'm fine."

Although Jonathan's body was growing increasingly weak and the cold was taking its toll on him, he chose not to

burden Yeverie with his own struggles.

Hearing his response, Yeverie felt a sense of relief wash over her.

She suddenly became aware of their intimate position, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

However, she didn't resist or struggle. Instead, she bravely locked eyes with Jonathan, her gaze filled with a

passionate flame.

Jonathan, on the other hand, felt a sense of unease wash over him.

Suddenly, Yeverie leaned forward and planted a kiss on his lips.

The unexpected kiss sent a jolt through his entire body, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Yeverie's face flushed even redder as she lowered her head.

Suddenly, Jonathan suddenly felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins, and his spirits lifted considerably.

Moreover, a warm sensation began to emanate from his lower abdomen.

Men truly were peculiar creatures.

Upon reaching the summit of a mountain, a man finds himself overwhelmed with exhaustion, rendering him unable

to take another step. However, should a stunning woman suddenly appear and seduce him, his weariness would

dissipate, instantly revitalizing him.

It's an intriguing aspect of how the cerebral domain controls the male psyche.

The cerebral domain and its neural system are undeniably powerful.

Interestingly, when a person jumps from a tall building, the majority would be frightened to death.

This implies that the cerebral domain has the ability to use the neural system to induce physical demise.

Conversely, it can also utilize the neural system to evoke excitement within the body.

At that moment, Yeverie's bold act of kissing was, in fact, a way of expressing her feelings.

Jonathan immediately reached out and hugged the woman's curves.

She shivered in response, indicating that her own nervous system was undergoing a transformation at that very

moment.

Despite Yeverie's initial tremor, she did not resist or reject Jonathan's advances.

With his desire ignited by the tantalizing provocation, he leaned in eagerly, pressing his lips against hers.

Yeverie closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the moment.

In that sweet and fervent kiss, the duo was transported to a realm of blissful oblivion.

When their lips finally parted, Yeverie shyly nestled herself in Jonathan's embrace.

Jonathan allowed himself to fully express his feelings without restraint.

Furthermore, at his current stage of cultivation, he had no desire to hold back his feelings.

Caught in the midst of uncertainty, they realized that they were each other's sole pillars of support and solace.

If it weren't for the harsh conditions they were in, Jonathan would have devoured Yeverie.