【Immortal Destiny】(Part 3, Chapter 132)

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Chapter 132 The Scroll World

"Yang, it's been a long time." Cen Zhu smiled faintly.

To be honest, as the scroll's master, she wasn't exactly a responsible one, and her constant running away

suggested her strength was still lacking.

Fortunately, the scroll's heaven-defying power—time slowing—allowed her ample time to cultivate here.

She had already considered that after forming her core, she would have no time to cultivate, so she could take this opportunity to improve her strength and reach the early stage of the Golden Core realm in one fell

swoop .

When Cen Zhu expressed her desire to cultivate within the scroll, Yang smiled and said, "My master's cultivation here will naturally be twice as effective. I

will also bestow upon you a power called 'Yi Yan'." Everything was unfolding as Yang had predicted. The only

pure Yin female body in thousands of years not only possessed unparalleled beauty, but her cultivation was also constantly advancing. Not to mention the human realm, even the immortal realm would

find such .

Her soul from another world had been transported here due to predestined fate, and Yang's ability to help her was limited. His master, his

only value, the sole meaning of the passage of time. He would definitely do everything in his power to help her.

"Is 'Yi Yan' the ability to change one's appearance? If Meng Ji's Illusionary Face Technique were to encounter a Nascent Soul Daoist,

it would be easily broken. Is 'Yi Yan' used in the same way as the Illusionary Face Technique?" If she herself had the ability to change

her appearance , even if a Nascent Soul Daoist could see through it, she absolutely had to learn it.

"Unless one is at the Nascent Soul stage, even a Nascent Soul cultivator cannot break this technique. However, there is a limitation:

one must never have intercourse with another person using the Yi Yan Technique. Otherwise, once this technique is broken, it cannot be used again for forty-nine days,"

Yang said, waving his hand to dispel Cen Zhu's Illusionary Face Technique.

His deep voice was just as gentle and elegant, just as moving. Even with the limitation of not being able to have intercourse, it was

still superior to the Illusionary Face Technique. Cen Zhu secretly pondered what level of cultivator Yang was, or perhaps,

he was no longer at the level of an ordinary cultivator, but an existence beyond her comprehension.

Since Yang could change her tragic constitution and easily predict the future, could he possibly

send her back to the 21st century?

Even though the 21st century was just a vague memory, she still remembered it as a peaceful and beautiful place

. Should she ask Yang? But if she could really go back, what would happen to Meng Ji? Should she take it back with her?

But would it be willing to leave? And what about Xuan Yuan Che and Chu Tian Yun? These two had crossed the Void Sea to

come to the Lingzhou Continent for her sake; could she really leave so easily? How could she repay their sacrifices?

Should she speak up? Should she abandon everything and return to that peaceful and beautiful place of her dreams?

"My lord, everything is a matter of fate. My lord need not think too much." Although Yang didn't know

why Cen Zhu was frowning and looking distressed, he knew that cause and effect, and the cycle of karma, had its own laws; the arising and ceasing of karma were all ordained by Heaven.

"Thank you." Cen Zhu decided not to ask. If Heaven truly allowed her to go back, then when the time came, she

would have to go back, even if she didn't want to. She owed a debt of gratitude to people in another world, which she would repay slowly with her own strength. Until

she had paid it off, she decided not to actively seek a way back.

Trust filled Cen Zhu's clean and beautiful face as she softly and beautifully said, "Then, please

teach me how to change my appearance."

"Where would you like to learn, my lord?"

"Hmm…whatever is convenient for you, I'll go wherever." A gentle breeze suddenly lifted her white robes, softly brushing against her

long hair and clothes. She smiled gently, a dazzling light shimmering in her eyes.

"Then, let's try the pavilion today." For some reason, Yang's handsome face now possessed a hint of wicked charm.

"Okay." Although she found it strange that Yang suddenly smiled so evilly, Cen Zhu still obediently nodded.

Yang tore open his blue clothes, revealing his muscular, ancient-colored naked body. The bulging muscles and his already erect

penis clearly showed his intentions.

Cen Zhu blushed and asked in surprise, "The art of changing appearance…does it have to be like that?" It took a long time last time…do

I have to have intercourse again this time to learn how to change my appearance? The scroll's power is really strange, isn't it? It requires her to repeatedly offer

her body .

Yang's lips curled into a smile as he slowly said, "To gain the ability to change one's appearance, one must drink my essence.

One sip of my essence grants a hundred years of disguise, and also preserves youth."

His handsome face was filled with domineering arrogance, and his eyes seemed to hold an eager anticipation. His tall and muscular body

displayed his good physique generously in front of Cen Zhu.

"I have to...drink it?" Cen Zhu's beautiful eyes were filled with fear. Could she please not drink

this? She...she didn't really want to drink something so "nourishing."

Actually, Yang's power was basically the power of a wolf, the wolf of a lecherous wolf.

She really wanted to learn the art of changing appearance, but it was always so direct, and she found it hard to bear. She forced a

laugh and said, "How about we talk about it next time?!"

"My lord, there's no time like the present." The days of waiting were so long. Once he had embraced Cen Zhu,

the following days and nights would only be torture. Once you've tasted her beauty, how can you easily let go? That

intoxicating beauty—it wasn't his recklessness, but because she was the one he would spend his life waiting for.

Before, those days were just waiting, an endless, long wait.

But when that waiting became real, when she was no longer just a blurry figure in the water's mirror, when she

entered , from that moment on, the passage of time became an even longer nightmare.

Was it because after a thousand years of loneliness, she was finally no longer confined to the pavilion alone, playing chess? Was it because, standing by the water's mirror watching

the world's splendor, she finally wanted to taste the so-called seven emotions and six desires? Was it because she had never possessed it, and therefore couldn't understand

the pain of loss? Or was it because… on this long journey, he was merely a prisoner trapped in a cage, atoning for the sins of his past life,

trying to escape the sorrow of his destiny.

For the first millennium, he was filled with resentment; for the second millennium, he waited calmly. Cen Zhu—a pure Yin

female body—was the only companion on his long journey who had ever felt warmth. His lonely soul could not cease its yearning. She

would never understand how fulfilled and warm his heart had been during the two years she had secluded herself within the scroll.

"Please, my lord, grant me your warmth," Yang couldn't help but utter. This was his deepest longing.

Her warm, soft, and supple body, the sweet fragrance she exuded when she was aroused—please grant him

the warmth his parched soul craved most, to nourish him completely, body and soul.

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