Immortal Path Demon Infant's Lewd Chronicles

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The Celestial Realm, the abode of immortals, experiences a period of overlap with the Demon Realm every few hundred million years. During this time, the two realms communicate, but like opposing forces of light and darkness, they are incompatible and thus resort to war.
A streak of light flew through the Celestial Realm. Even with the relatively stable space of the Celestial Realm, the speed of the light was astonishing. Even more unbelievable were the eight streaks of light behind it, all radiating supreme power—some noble, some majestic, some terrifying, some frenzied, each possessing a unique aura, yet all sharing the common trait of compelling all beings to submit.
After flying for an unknown period, the leading light turned downwards and revealed its true form amidst a mountain range: a boy with long purple hair, appearing to be only a teenager.
"Can't escape anymore?" The last streak of light also revealed its true form: a woman in her late twenties, dressed in palace attire, staring fiercely at the boy. "Give me back my daughter!" "Immortal Venerable Mingxue, what nonsense are you spouting? Don't you understand what the Immortal-Demon War is?" Although the purple-haired youth spoke to the woman, his gaze was mostly fixed on what was behind her. The remaining seven streaks of light gradually transformed back into human form, forming a semi-circle around the youth.
"A dignified Demon Venerable who doesn't fight against those of equal rank, but instead ambushes those of lower cultivation, how dare you call yourself one of the Five Great Demon Venerables?" Immortal Venerable Mingxue roared, "The Immortal-Demon War has always been a battle between those of equal rank. There has never been anyone like you who specifically attacks juniors!" "Heh, this is war, of course the victor is king. What business is it of yours what methods I use?" The purple-haired youth ignored Immortal Venerable Mingxue and turned to speak to the others of equal rank. "And what about you? In the Immortal-Demon War, it's the first time I've seen an Immortal Venerable and a Demon Venerable join forces." "Enough nonsense! For what you've done, I, the Heavenly Sword, swear to slay you and rid the world of this scourge!" The middle-aged man holding the sword pointed at the youth and said.
"Well, don't be so righteous. Everyone knows that ever since I beat you like a dog, your foundation and heart have been destroyed. You only have the realm of a Celestial Venerable and the might of a Sword Immortal, but your sword intent has long since vanished. You're just a drowning dog who dares to come here and fish in troubled waters." The boy's words were like a mental attack, forcibly revealing the past that the Celestial Sword Venerable did not want to recall, forcing him to be consumed by anger again, and he almost couldn't help but draw his sword and charge forward.
"Blame it on your overwhelming strength." The old man, exuding a dense aura of death, spoke his reasoning in a voice as broken as a gong: "After the war between immortals and demons, if you survive, you will inevitably attempt to reach the Demon Emperor realm. Do you think we would allow ourselves to become your subordinates?" "Moreover, after successfully killing me, you can use my corpse to refine it, making you even stronger, right?" The purple-haired youth maintained his smile: "Even without a complete corpse, obtaining a fragment of a corpse of the same level will help you comprehend the path to becoming a Demon Emperor, right?" After saying this, the purple-haired youth raised his right hand, and a short sword about two and a half feet long, its entire body as red as blood, appeared in his hand. Strangely, the entire sword was like a single piece, as if it were composed of flowing liquid. "Come on, if you want my life, we'll see if you have the ability." As the red sword appeared, mountains and rivers trembled, and the exceptionally solid immortal realm space also trembled slightly. The immense pressure forced the immortal venerables and demon venerables to land on the ground. Whether they could fly through the spatial tremors was simply too dangerous and unpredictable.
"You...you've been hiding it well..." The old man, also a Demon Lord, sighed. As the oldest Demon Lord, he had witnessed firsthand how the purple-haired youth, after ascending to the Demon Realm, cultivated from the bottom up to the Demon Lord realm. Only now did he realize that the youth had been holding back all along, never using his full strength. He had previously assumed the purple-haired youth hadn't used his natal magic weapon because it was an auxiliary type. In reality, what seemed like a life-threatening battle was actually not dangerous at all.
Feeling the intense pressure that even the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm was resisting, the Heavenly Sword Immortal felt even more bitter. In his previous battle with the purple-haired youth on the battlefield, he had been constantly restrained and even disregarded, which the sword cultivator immortal, who always prided himself on his offensive power, couldn't let go of. Now he realized he was just a frog in a well. If the youth had been wielding this red sword, he and his immortal infant would have been cut apart, both dead and gone.
"A half-step Demon Emperor..." An old Taoist priest swept his whisk forward, unleashing a vast, ocean-like aura of immortal power that shook heaven and earth, like a bright star appearing in the endless night. Though it couldn't illuminate the entire sky, the night sky couldn't obscure its brilliance.
The Immortal Venerable Mingxue, positioned closest, felt something entirely different from the others. Her immortal body, honed over millions of years, was being bound. She felt that the young man who had taken her daughter had entered a realm she couldn't fathom, and she vaguely sensed being locked onto.
Faced with the gradually increasing aura of the half-step Demon Emperor, the immortals and demon lords could only unleash their most powerful forces, causing the small mountain to continuously erupt with awe-inspiringly strong auras. However, what chilled them was that the tremors in the immortal realm, accompanying everyone's ascension, became noticeably more intense.
"This space can only withstand two rounds of my attacks." The purple-haired youth still smiled at the enemies who intended to kill him. "Don't waste time, come at me all at once." As the red sword flashed through the air, spatial rifts filled with lightning appeared in the darkness. The suppression of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm launched a powerful counterattack. Everyone knew clearly that if they did not act, the Heavenly Dao would not stand idly by and watch the space be destroyed. It might completely seal off and isolate this place at any time, making them their mortal victims.
A cold wind blew at this moment, and snowflakes fluttered in the wind, forming chains that bound the purple-haired youth's red sword.
Immortal Venerable Mingxue held her umbrella-shaped immortal artifact and kept spinning it, conjuring chains of wind and snow to try to seal off the most powerful weapon in front of her, buying time for the others to act. With her
Dao foundation destroyed and her sword intent lost, Immortal Venerable Tianjian was still an incomparably sharp sword. With her index and middle fingers together, a sword aura less than two feet long emerged from her fingertips, carrying her unwillingness and helplessness as she thrust across the sky. He admitted defeat, that his strength was inferior to his opponent's, but as a sword cultivator, he was meant to go against the tide, to find his own path in battle. So he unleashed the strongest sword strike of his life, leaving no way out, becoming the sword with his own body.
The whisk was soft, but the threads held the old immortal's life's power, instantly transforming into a sky full of shooting stars that fell into the darkness; a pair of ghastly green giant hands appeared before the deathly demon lord, the netherfire burning on them, the black and shiny nails clearly covered in deadly poison. The giant hands, seemingly rotten yet full of life, faced the darkness head-on. The
immortal and demon lords attacked with all their might, the wind and clouds changed color. Faced with such a terrifying move, the purple-haired youth once again swung the red sword in his hand, the chains of wind and snow were stretched taut, the red sword energy rose against the heavens, crushing stars, cleaving giant hands, shattering sword light. No matter what kind of magic or immortal technique, it paled in comparison to this sword.
The two oldest Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables exchanged glances, then smiled bitterly. Their immortal and demonic bodies exploded simultaneously, their natal weapons also turning into fragments and merging into them. Their bodies, forged over nearly a billion years, became the most ferocious weapons, transforming into a Great Wall of flesh and blood under the drive of their immortal and demonic infants, desperately resisting nearly half of the sword energy.
The red sword energy was finally blocked, leaving only scattered fragments of flesh and blood on the two ancient Immortal Venerables and Demon Venerables; after the Heavenly Sword Immortal Venerable's sword light shattered, the remaining body was merely a meaningless shell; the Death Qi Demon Venerable was the focus of attention, his demonic body and demonic infant turning to ashes under the sword energy. In one move, half of the top eight were gone.
The purple-haired youth had not yet officially stepped into the Demon Emperor realm, and under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm, he unleashed power far exceeding his limits, causing countless cracks to appear on his demonic body. Although it was only a contest, both sides were clearly greatly exhausted. The attackers faced them in a formation of one in front and three behind, and apart from the red sword in the purple-haired youth's hand, their other magical treasures were also severely damaged.
"Don't think you're the only ones willing to fight to the death." The red sword in his hand swung again, easily shattering Immortal Venerable Mingxue's blockade. With a frenzied influx of demonic energy, the red sword instantly transformed into a bloody mist, enveloping the battlefield and even blocking the omnipresent perception of the Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm.
The Heavenly Venerable and Demon Venerable, feeling isolated from the world, paled. They understood they were about to face a terrifying technique; otherwise, they wouldn't have bothered to shield themselves from the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, no matter how they imagined it, they never expected a self-destruction.
The purple-haired youth exploded with a deafening roar. The power of a half-step Demon Emperor raged within the small space. Immortal Venerable Mingxue's clothes were torn apart in less than a moment, then her physical body was eroded and destroyed by the violent demonic energy. Only her celestial infant, protected by the umbrella-shaped immortal artifact, survived. Unfortunately, a peaceful and auspicious light shone upon the infant, causing her, already weakened, to fall into a deep sleep.
Seeing the power of the self-destruction, the other three immediately knew there was no way to defend against it. Therefore, they used all their remaining strength to unleash their most powerful attacks, a counter-attack strategy aimed at retaliating against the self-destruction's power.
After a long while, a black hole appeared within the red mist, containing endless suction force, and gradually disappeared only after completely absorbing the red mist.
The first war between immortals and demons ended before the two realms separated. Because all the high-level immortal and demon lords had perished, the leaders of the demon realm naturally preserved their strength to prepare for the series of battles that would inevitably begin upon their return. As for the immortal realm, the purple-haired youth, disregarding his status, had indiscriminately slaughtered with the power of a demon lord, causing significant losses to those with potential in the lower ranks, forcing them to recuperate early.
In the desolate mountains of the mortal realm, a small purple and white cauldron floated in a cave in the center of its core mountain range. The spiritual energy in this place was extremely rich, comparable to some areas of the immortal realm.
"Phew, although it was a bit unexpected, I finally arrived safely." A purple demonic infant flew out of the cauldron. A closer look would reveal that it was the purple-haired youth who had been besieged by the immortal lords and demon lords.
"I descended continuously via projection, and finally, through the mutual attraction between my clone and my main body, plus the power of those fools, I finally made it to the mortal realm." The purple-haired youth's demonic infant sat on the cauldron, gazing at the little baby immersed in liquefied primordial energy.
Every time the purple-haired youth achieved a major breakthrough in his cultivation, he would separate a drop of his essence blood, using projection to bring it to the lower realm. Then, using formations far surpassing those of the mortal realm, he would construct a massive spirit-gathering array through the combined efforts of puppets and projections, the purpose of which was to cultivate a body for his rebirth.
After collecting about 60% of the mortal realm's primordial energy and undergoing nearly ten million years of cultivation, this infant's physique was already comparable to that of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal. Now, as long as he merged his main demonic infant with it, the purple-haired youth could be reborn into the world and embark on a completely different path of immortality.
The small cauldron flew above the infant and easily fixed it in place. Using the mutual attraction between the demonic infant and its body, the purple-haired boy's demonic infant easily merged with it. This was also due to the infant's lack of consciousness, allowing for a smooth transition. Once form and spirit were united, the infant's growth was immediately triggered. The condensed, viscous liquid of heaven and earth energy was absorbed like a bottomless pit. Nourished by this massive amount of energy, after three months, the infant transformed into a boy of about six or seven years old.
"I, Ji Lingyu, have finally been reborn!" The boy, emerging from the primordial energy liquid, pinched and examined his body. Every muscle, internal organ, and nerve was brimming with power, and his bones were filled with the energy of heaven and earth. His physique had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Although this was insignificant compared to his previous half-step Demon Emperor body, the problem was that this body hadn't even begun cultivation yet, and its future potential was immeasurable.
Taking out the storage bracelet he had previously hidden from the small cauldron and putting it on, Ji Lingyu looked back at this place where immeasurable heaven and earth energy had accumulated. "Now we need to understand the situation in this mortal realm." After a while, Ji Lingyu shut down the formation that had been operating for millions of years.
After millions of years of forced extraction, the earth's veins had already been affected and their routes altered. Even though the formation had stopped operating, it would take thousands or even tens of thousands of years to return to its original state. During this time, cultivators would only slowly feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gradually becoming denser, and their cultivation would be smoother.
Ji Lingyu's natal magic weapon was actually this inconspicuous little cauldron, a versatile auxiliary magic weapon that could suppress and collect all things in heaven and earth, and could also be used for refining weapons and alchemy. Next, he tapped the cauldron, and an amber-colored jade bead flew out from it. Then, he gently touched it with his finger, and a naked woman of about eighteen or nineteen years old appeared from it.
When she appeared, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around her surged, and the woman herself was like a spring of spiritual energy, constantly spewing out massive amounts of spiritual energy. But when the boy touched her forehead, all the strange phenomena completely disappeared, and the naked woman stood woodenly, like a puppet without a mind.
If Immortal Venerable Mingxue were to witness this scene, she would undoubtedly be filled with grief and indignation, and would vent her rage on Ji Lingyu. This woman is Immortal Venerable Mingxue's daughter, whose cultivation has already reached the Luo Tian Shang Xian realm, just one step away from becoming an Immortal Venerable.
During the previous war between immortals and demons, Ji Lingyu discovered during a surprise attack that this place was under her protection, so he captured her, then attacked her with his divine sense, forcibly destroying her consciousness. Finally, after imposing restraints and restrictions, he stored her in a magical artifact called "Harem," only then proceeding with the recognition of her as his master.
The golden ball is a medicinal garden-type magical artifact that Ji Lingyu obtained years ago, capable of merging with its master's soul to continuously upgrade. The special feature of medicinal garden-type magical artifacts is their ability to simulate various environments for the growth of various spiritual herbs. Later, because Ji Lingyu practiced a dual cultivation technique, he used it as a personal sanctuary to house the women he captured.
A pair of beautiful eyes slowly opened, but anyone could see that they lacked any spirit; the gaze was clearly dazed and blank. Her small, cute nose trembled slightly, and her moist little mouth opened slightly, making her look like a rabbit that had just woken up, her movements incredibly adorable.
"M-Master..." a sweet voice came from the woman's mouth, as she hugged the boy in front of her. All of this was because her sea of consciousness had been rebuilt and infused with Ji Lingyu's essence, making her naturally attracted to Ji Lingyu. Her immortal infant had even been implanted with three drops of Ji Lingyu's essence blood to match its altered essence.
"Rouyue is so good." The boy stroked her head and said, "Let me give you a proper check-up first." The immortal Rouyue nodded obediently, then released her arms and stood up, letting the boy touch her all over, even allowing him to pinch and fondle her at will without resistance, her expression extremely joyful.
The strength of an immortal's body is far beyond what mortals can imagine, especially one born in the immortal realm to parents with profound cultivation. Their physical attributes are comparable to those painstakingly nurtured by Ji Lingyu. Their
full, enormous breasts stand erect, their elastic skin preventing sagging; their slender waist, seemingly fragile, possesses incredible support thanks to the nourishment of immortal energy; their fleshy buttocks, though trembling when slapped and leaving finger marks when pinched, quickly recover their shape.
As for the most important area, their crotch is a pristine, white expanse, with beautifully curved labia that feel softer than cooked egg white. Parting the small, inconspicuous slit reveals a vibrant pink cavern, from which a thin membrane symbolizing chastity can be faintly glimpsed as the tender opening gently opens and closes with each breath.
In summary, the quality of the Immortal Rouyue was unparalleled in Ji Lingyu's life, making her the best candidate for laying the foundation for his body after reshaping it using the dual cultivation technique. That's why he allowed her to retain her primordial yin essence until now.
"Relax, let the immortal energy within your body circulate as instructed." Ji Lingyu breathed into Rouyue's ear, his fingers once again tracing the path of the cultivation technique on her beautiful body.
Although the dual cultivation technique Ji Lingyu provided was of a high level, with Rouyue's cultivation as a Luotian Immortal, and considering that this was only the first stage, the first cycle was completed the moment the instructions were given.
Seeing that Rouyue had successfully completed the process, Ji Lingyu took out a ring and a jade bottle from the small cauldron. After removing the bottle cap, a familiar red mist emanated from it, which, under Ji Lingyu's control, coalesced into a bed, upon which Rouyue lay to cultivate.
The defining characteristic of dual cultivation is its reliance on sexual intercourse between men and women. Taoist practitioners, in their approach to dual cultivation, mostly follow the path of yin-yang harmony, striving for simultaneous progress, mutual support, and a solid foundation, with only slight differences in timing. Buddhist practitioners, focusing on self-cultivation and with the concept of reincarnation, have not achieved much in this area. Demonic practitioners, however, take a more unorthodox approach, researching any method that can enhance strength, resulting in numerous dual cultivation methods, some bordering on predatory exploitation.
Sexual desire is innate; since all beings have finite lifespans, they use sexual desire to reproduce, allowing life to exist in another form. Cultivators, defying the natural order and pursuing their own immortality, act in the opposite direction of reproduction. This is why most people naturally seal off the channels for procreation after cultivation, making it difficult for most dual cultivation methods to achieve the Great Dao.
Ji Lingyu's inherent weaknesses had always been a shortcoming in his cultivation. Later, after obtaining a Buddhist scripture, he gleaned an idea from it. Drawing inspiration from the Taoist practice of splitting the soul to preserve life, the Buddhist practice of reincarnation and rebuilding, and the demonic practice of possession, he used his own essence and blood to cultivate a new body, then abandoned his original cultivation to start anew. In the process, he unexpectedly gained a deeper understanding, integrating the principles of the scripture with his dual cultivation techniques, thus evolving a dual cultivation method that combined the teachings of Taoism, Buddhism, and demonism.
Since his body, which hadn't yet undergone cultivation, lacked any refined vital energy, this should have hindered his dual cultivation, which required a foundation. However, Ji Lingyu, who had spent so much time planning for his rebirth, was well-prepared. The solution lay in the ring he had just taken out.
After putting on the ring, Ji Lingyu absorbed a small amount of refined and purified immortal energy from it, allowing it to settle within his body. At the same time, he guided the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, beginning the first step of his cultivation—Qi Refining.
The so-called "immortal energy" refers to the primordial energy of heaven and earth refined by immortals. The higher the immortal's cultivation level, the stronger and more refined their immortal energy. The immortal energy that Ji Lingyu just inhaled contained enough primordial energy to overwhelm thousands of peak Nascent Soul stage cultivators in the mortal realm. However, this immortal energy is currently circulating within Ji Lingyu's body obediently according to her will.
The ring is a magical artifact that Ji Lingyu created after comprehending the meanings of the Buddhist concepts of "salvation" and "purification," and after thousands of failures. If its origins were unknown and it were classified solely based on its aura, this ring, which carries no demonic energy, would likely be mistaken for a Buddhist artifact due to its Buddhist aura.
Immortal Venerable Mingxue's nascent soul was ultimately illuminated by the universal salvation light emitted by the ring, falling into a state of disorientation and being absorbed and sealed by the ring, becoming Ji Lingyu's source of immortal energy. Immortal energy should contain Immortal Venerable Mingxue's unique aura, but through the ring's "purification" incantation, this aura is washed away, becoming pure immortal energy of the same nature as the primordial energy of heaven and earth.
As Ji Lingyu practiced his cultivation technique repeatedly, the wisp of immortal energy absorbed into his body began to carry his own aura, making it easier to wield. However, this was only the beginning. According to his plan, during the Qi Refining stage, he wanted most of the energy circulating within his body to be immortal energy.
Finally, he managed to complete the circulation of his internal energy, with the wisp of immortal energy as the primary source, and the meridians were also successfully infused with the primordial energy of heaven and earth. At this point, he could be considered to have completed the first level of Qi Refining. Despite being only at the entry level, with Ji Lingyu's physical constitution and the wisp of immortal energy within him, even ordinary Core Formation cultivators would not be able to withstand a single move from him.
"Ugh... ugh, so... such a strange feeling... so, ugh..." Just as Ji Lingyu came to his senses, he heard a woman's distressed moans as her desire flared up. Assuming no one else was present, the source of the sound was naturally only Rouyue.
Her eyes were glazed, her cheeks flushed, and her breathing rapid. Her breasts were fully erect, but what attracted Ji Lingyu's attention most was her slightly parted legs. Rouyue's crotch was awash in a torrent of
desire, a pool of spring water gushing from her vulva. Leaning closer, Rouyue, now fully awakened, pounced on Ji Lingyu, her jade hands gripping his neck, offering him a deep kiss and actively seeking oral intimacy, her words becoming fragmented. "Master, Master… I want it, give it to me… I want you… mmm… mmm…" Unable to respond to Rouyue's pleas, the boy pushed her away, taking several steps back, followed by a slap across her face. The loud sound of the slap brought Rouyue back to her senses, and she was also puzzled as to why she had been slapped.
"Want to know why?" Ji Lingyu's voice was calm as he looked down at her, his superior aura leaving Rouyue speechless. "I'll tell you properly." "Don't resist." After saying that, he kicked forward, knocking Rouyue down. His fair little foot landed in the deep cleavage of her full breasts. Looking down at the terrified woman, he slapped her face repeatedly with his right hand. "Remember this well. You can only do what I allow you to do. If you need anything else, ask me first, but you must not make any move before I approve. Understand?" Rouyue nodded obediently as she was slapped, stammering her response between slaps, like a tamed pet.
After a while, Ji Lingyu stopped, reaching out to lift Rouyue's cute chin and saying, "You have such a beautiful face, yet you insist on finding a reason for me to hit you. Are you too despicable? Heal yourself right now." With a burst of celestial energy, her cheeks instantly returned to normal, but Rouyue looked at Ji Lingyu with a hint of fear in her eyes. She didn't know that this was something the other party had deliberately created, in order to completely control her, making her an absolutely obedient plaything that still retained her own consciousness.
"There was supposed to be a sequel, but I'll make a note of it for now." Ji Lingyu stared at her intently for a moment, confirming that the seed of fear she had planted earlier had successfully sprouted in her heart.
Her small hands parted her snow-white lips again, revealing the spring of spring water flowing from her skin. Her fingertips could feel the immortal energy circulating beneath her skin according to the previously taught techniques, preparing her for the sacrifice to come.
"Relax." Ji Lingyu stroked Rouyue's head, then leaned forward and kissed her startled lips, pulling her into her arms to comfort her still fearful heart.
In the Daoist cultivation world, besides having sufficient strength, a fragile heart cannot truly enter the path of immortality. Logically speaking, Rouyue, who had cultivated to the level of Luo Tian Shangxian, was only one step away from the Immortal Venerable rank. She shouldn't have been so easily frightened by a slap in the face that she was left with a trauma. The current situation was due to the fact that when she was captured earlier, Ji Lingyu, at the half-step Demon Emperor level, had left a hint in her mind, and her attack just now was merely bringing it to life.
Their tongues intertwined, and the restless woman sought solace in Ji Lingyu, who had stopped being angry and was now embracing her gently. Ji Lingyu, a writer, director, and actress all rolled into one, had successfully captured Rouyue's heart, deepening her attachment to him.
"Don't be afraid, open your legs a little wider." Playing with Rouyue's private parts, Ji Lingyu clearly felt his lower body begin to swell with blood, his young penis gradually growing larger and thicker, its pink tip peeking out, yearning to merge with Rouyue.
Although noticeably smaller than before his rebirth, for a six or seven-year-old's body, his member, once in combat mode, was far too large—a massive root that would make even an adult man blush—pressing against her vulva.
Having never seen a penis since birth, her narrow passage had never welcomed a visitor. Rouyue instinctively knew that what belonged to her lover, pressed against her crotch, could soothe her empty lower body.
"It's so tight." Rouyue's tight honey hole was a real challenge for Ji Lingyu, who had just been reborn and was experiencing this for the first time. Without the cultivation of a half-step Demon Emperor and the divine weapon forged through countless dual cultivation sessions, he couldn't force his way in like he used to, where any obstacle was ignored.
With difficulty, he channeled the little true essence he had left, and with the support of a single drop of immortal energy, his manhood stood even more erect against the tightly closed jade gate.
After several struggles without success, Ji Lingyu realized that Rouyue might have practiced a secret method of chastity preservation, which, while sealing the jade gate, also nourished the primordial yin, laying the foundation for dual cultivation.
Following this line of thought, according to the consistent style of the Daoist sect, this secret method of chastity preservation must have two key points: first, the walls of the honey hole, which were sealed tightly with special incantations, and the strength of the seal should be related to Rouyue's cultivation level; second, the cervix at the end of the honey passage, which nourished the primordial yin while being completely sealed.
If this had happened before his rebirth, with his profound demonic energy and experience mastering thousands of methods of preserving chastity, he was confident that his strength and skill, both at their peak, would be able to break through the current blockage and allow Rouyue to reach the pinnacle of bliss amidst shame.
Having lost his invincible power, Ji Lingyu could only exploit Rouyue's submissiveness to induce her to reveal the method of liberation.
Because of the Daoist way of doing things, everything leaves a way out, lest it be too much.
Using the correct method, the penis finally brought the spiritual and immortal energy to a delicate state, and the previously completely closed jade gate now opened under the grinding of its tip, allowing Ji Lingyu to insert into this narrow cavity.
The cave walls were uneven, and even though they were already as wet as mud, the penis could only advance slowly under the immense pressure. Fortunately, Daoist techniques are always difficult at first and easy later; if one could pass the test and successfully enter the gate, the path ahead would be much smoother.
The breaking of the chastity-preserving technique allowed Rouyue's internal energy to automatically advance. Already caught in a vortex of lust, she cried out and moaned ecstatically, the pleasure from the penetrating shaft further eroding her remaining willpower.
Finally, as the penis reached its deepest point, touching Rouyue's last line of defense, the tip, brimming with primordial yang energy, resonated with the primordial yin energy accumulated within over countless years, causing the seal at her cervix to dissipate automatically. A
cool spring of water began to gush from the depths of her vagina, now unsealed. Ji Lingyu, already prepared, began to practice her techniques upon contact, drawing in the surging primordial yin energy through the penis pressing against her cervix.
Rouyue, having just reached ecstasy, lost herself in a daze. Her eyes rolled back, unfocused, her mouth slightly open, saliva dribbling from the corners. She lay sprawled out, allowing the boy straddling her to thrust into her. The occasional sounds that escaped her lips were natural reactions to being aroused; clearly, she didn't even know what she was saying.
Filled with lust, Rouyue only craved his penis; everything she had learned in the past was forgotten. Her legs were tightly wrapped around the boy's waist, her flesh trembling incessantly, instinctively trying to extract his semen.
Perhaps due to the nature of dual cultivation techniques, even at the peak of her climax, Rouyue continued to use the techniques taught by Ji Lingyu, continuously sending the boy her refined Yin energy, hoping to receive Yang energy in return.
As the last trace of Yin energy was about to be exhausted, Rouyue's cervix twitched again, to give the tip of his penis an even more intense pleasure, bringing Ji Lingyu to his limit so he could ejaculate Yang essence containing his own Yang energy.
Unfortunately, Rouyue's hopes were dashed. Her body was only about six or seven years old. Although Ji Lingyu could currently make his penis erect at will and absorb primordial yin energy during intercourse, her immature male form lacked the ability to ejaculate, preventing him from releasing his primordial yang.
With her primordial yin depleted and unable to be replenished with yang essence, Rouyue had to halt her cultivation. She also cast questioning glances at Ji Lingyu. Having already considered him the most important person in her life, she was simply puzzled as to why this had happened. She never imagined it was a deliberate scheme by him, seeking only to reap without sowing.
"You expect a reward just once?" Ji Lingyu said disdainfully. "It is your duty to satisfy my pleasure, and it is also your only value. When you can serve me beyond your duty and I am satisfied, I will reward you." "Is that so? I'm sorry, Master."
Before Rouyue could react again, Ji Lingyu flicked her finger in front of her, and with a special spiritual energy vibration, easily stole her consciousness, turning her back into a mindless human puppet, and then threw her back into the 'harem'.
How many mortal realms there are in this world, even Ji Lingyu, who had once stood at the pinnacle of the Demon Realm and become a half-step Demon Emperor, did not know. The only thing she knew was that the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm were the highest level of existence, but the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm each had hundreds of lower realms called 'Spirit Realms', and each Spirit Realm was connected to hundreds to thousands of mortal realms, the number of which was truly astonishing.
The mortal realm he chose for rebirth was just one of countless mortal realms, a coordinate he accidentally obtained in the demonic spirit realm years ago. It was a world dominated by humans. Strictly speaking, this realm belonged to the lower level of the immortal spirit realm, but for some reason, someone obtained a method to communicate with the demonic spirit realm, which ultimately led to an attack by the demonic army. From the beginning, this realm began to decline due to the loss of its cultivation techniques, and very few could cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
In the last ten million years, Ji Lingyu twisted and imprisoned nearly 60% of the primordial energy of the heavens in order to cultivate her clone. Therefore, those who could enter the Nascent Soul stage were already called great cultivators, and those who could achieve the Nascent Soul stage were only one in tens of thousands of years.
Three hundred miles away from the desolate mountains was the location of the Xuancang Sect. Although the Xuancang Sect did not have a high status, it was considered a high-grade sect among the middle-level sects. Its sect leader was at the peak of the Core Formation stage, and there were also seven elders at the late Core Formation stage. For this realm, where being able to reach the Nascent Soul stage was already considered top-tier, the strength of the Xuancang Sect was quite good. Even if not at the level of a lion or tiger, they were at least like a cheetah.
Unfortunately, someone was just too disrespectful. The most valued genius disciple of the Xuancang Sect, a third-generation disciple known as the Xuancang Holy Son, who had achieved Foundation Establishment at the young age of twenty-three, was actually killed within the sect, his head taken. Now, an eighteen-petal chrysanthemum pattern remains, declaring that the Tianren Sect was responsible.
"Tianren Sect…" In the inner hall, the Xuancang Sect Master looked solemnly at the other elders. "What are your thoughts on this matter, elders? In all the world, only the Tianren Sect has cultivated through assassination, coupled with their various bizarre and secret techniques, making them truly difficult to guard against." A fat man, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, shook his head and said, "The founder of Tianren has been a great cultivator for over two hundred years. Although we haven't heard of any signs of him breaking through, the problem is that even if he only has the strength of the early Nascent Soul stage, he is still above us." "Junior brother, you are wrong." The old man with a serious expression said, "Things in the world are also based on reason. Now that the Tianren Sect has killed my Holy Son without cause, if we do not stand up for our disciple, what will the other cultivators and disciples think of my Xuancang Sect in the future?" "Senior brother, you have a brilliant idea. I urge you to go to the Tianren Sect in person to demand an explanation." The fat elder immediately said.
"Hmph, I have a fiery temper and am not good with words. Going to the Tianren Sect will likely just provoke a bloody conflict between sects." The old man half-closed his eyes and looked at the fat man, saying, "Why don't you ask your junior brother to take action? I'm willing to go with you to seek justice for my Xuancang Sect. However, the Tianren Sect is located in a coastal area, and my fire-based techniques will be greatly affected. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you." The Xuancang Sect Master felt a headache coming on again. The seven elders each held their own opinions, and they always argued during meetings. Especially this time, the killing of a talented disciple of the sect, which was related to the Tianren Sect with a powerful cultivator, had further intensified the past conflicts.
Unlike the war in the inner hall, which was devoid of smoke and fire, a fierce chase was unfolding in the desolate mountains of the Xuancang Sect. The leader was an assassin from the Tianren Sect. The short figure, completely shrouded in black, was running desperately. This situation was caused by accidentally triggering a restriction when leaving, which ultimately attracted a large number of pursuers.
With gritted teeth, the assassin once again unleashed his power through a secret technique, his blood seemingly boiling as it surged through his body, instantly generating even greater strength and dispelling his fatigue. He felt as if he had returned to his peak condition, his speed naturally increasing, widening the gap once more.
"Truly terrifying speed and stamina, even though his cultivation is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining..." The young man leading the pursuers could naturally sense the speed his opponent had unleashed again. Having chased for nearly two hours, he too was beginning to tire, never expecting his opponent to still possess such formidable stamina. "Send a message back to the sect immediately, we'll continue the pursuit." Just then, an incomparably powerful aura surged from behind, this aura far exceeding the Qi Refining level instantly surpassing everyone, showcasing the difference between Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stages. As it approached the assassin, the surrounding air solidified, gathered, and then transformed into countless projectiles that shot out.
"Despicable villain! Give me back my nephew's life!" shouted the middle-aged Foundation Establishment cultivator. He was one of the eighteen protectors of the Xuancang Sect. The recently deceased Xuancang Holy Son was his nephew, and it was he who had led the sect into the world. He never imagined that over twenty years of hard work would be destroyed in a single blow; the resentment in his heart was unimaginable.
Faced with this indiscriminate, wide-range attack, the masked assassin's eyes widened. Even though he was currently using a secret technique, which allowed him to be considered a half-Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was still insufficient against a true Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, the attacker was a protector of the Xuancang Sect. Even though he was still far from reaching the Core Formation stage, his strength was still unparalleled among Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Ninjutsu. Secret Technique. Grass and Wood Substitute!
The Tianren Sect's bizarre secret technique was unleashed. The assassin's entire body emitted white smoke, instantly enveloping him. Then, he was blasted to pieces by countless air bullets. However, the middle-aged man who launched the attack felt no sense of hitting his target. At the last moment, the assassin mysteriously turned into wood, disappearing without a trace.
About fifty miles away, the short assassin, now only wearing a hood and mask, had removed his black bodysuit and was crouching in a tree, not daring to make a move. He had used the secret technique three times in one day, nearly exhausting all his energy, and was now barely maintaining the strength of the third or fourth level of Qi Refining.
The assassin waited. If the Foundation Establishment cultivator moved a little further, about ten miles away, he would unleash his secret technique again, risking further injury to escape. Unfortunately, his only escape route was the desolate mountains. The only saving grace was that the assassination stemmed from martial arts; those who had entered the Dao through martial arts were less affected by the lack of spiritual energy in such an environment.
Using the sounds he heard as his judgment, he mentally calculated and compared the results with the map he had memorized. Once he had enough information, he silently activated his secret technique, swapping his body with a pre-prepared piece of wood in the distance, instantly teleporting another hundred miles.
"Who?" The middle-aged cultivator's perception far surpassed that of a Qi Refining cultivator. His Foundation Establishment cultivation erupted in an instant, covering nearly a hundred miles, sensing everything within that range.
Birds and beasts had long since fled this place. No matter how reluctant they were to leave their homes, when their lives were on the other side of the scales, they still fled without hesitation. Only insects and plants remained. The middle-aged cultivator only felt a log falling to the ground.
"Where? Where is it?" Although the middle-aged cultivator had no intention of venting his resentment on others, the pressure from a realm higher was indiscriminately emanating. The other Xuancang Sect cultivators who had pursued him felt as if they were being crushed by a heavy mountain, completely unable to move. Surrounded by
powerful enemies, the assassin's vital energy was now completely depleted. He could only hide in a pre-dug tree hollow, using the energy of the tree to recuperate. In the vast, desolate mountains, the assassin silently recited the name of his destination, his body slowly absorbing pure wood-elemental energy.
Just as the pursuers were frantically searching their surroundings to prevent their attacker's escape, a surge of dark cyan energy suddenly erupted from the direction leading to the desolate Wanli Mountain. This was the assassin condensing the energy of vegetation, using it as propulsion to propel themselves at an incredibly high speed, rushing straight into the Wanli Mountain.
At this point, even a middle-aged cultivator with Foundation Establishment strength couldn't continue the pursuit. This was all due to the unique nature of the Wanli Mountain—a place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was nearly depleted, also known as a forbidden zone for magic
cultivators. Only sword cultivators, body cultivators, and martial arts cultivators—those who relied on their physical bodies or weapons—had a relatively high chance of entering
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"Let's go." One of the youths sighed, gazing in the direction the middle-aged cultivator had left. "Are we really going to stay here?" "Of course." The leading Qi Refining youth replied irritably. "However, it shouldn't be long. After all, the position of Holy Son is vacant. Disciples like us, who are in the late or peak Qi Refining stage, will soon be summoned back to decide on the new Holy Son." Unlike his fellow disciples, when the recently deceased Holy Son wasn't yet the Holy Son, the leading youth had competed with him for the position, but unfortunately lost by half a move. Now that his opponent had died unexpectedly, and the position of Holy Son was vacant, the youth wanted to return as soon as possible more than anyone else.
Gazing into the distance, the youth silently thought that if he used the family's power, becoming the new Xuan Cang Holy Son would definitely not be a problem. However... there was still a voice in his heart opposing and resisting.
"...Senior Brother, Senior Brother He."
The calls of his fellow disciples brought the youth back to his senses. At the same time, those repeated calls of "Senior Brother He" made him realize that he simply couldn't accept the family's practice of classifying people into different ranks and branches, which was why he resolutely left. Furthermore, he now bore the surname He, and was no longer a member of the Linhe family, nor a member of the Linhe aristocratic clan.
Soon after, new rumors circulated among cultivators: the Tianren Sect had dispatched a Core Formation stage assassin to assassinate an elder of the Xuancang Sect. However, the Xuancang Holy Son, possessing exceptional talent, despite only being at the early Foundation Establishment stage, detected the Core Formation assassin, leading to a fierce battle.
Unfortunately, the unparalleled Xuancang Holy Son, still a major realm lower, perished with resentment. However, before his death, he severely injured the Core Formation assassin with a secret technique, forcing him to flee to the desolate mountains. The Xuancang Sect, grieving the loss of such a brilliant talent, decided to vacate the position of Holy Son for a year as a form of commendation.
Compared to the chaos outside, the assassin's body was also in turmoil within the desolate mountains. The repeated use of secret techniques to unleash his potential in a short period resulted in severe physical damage, but the assassin persevered.
Completely naked, her petite body was as white as snow, yet nothing lay between her legs except for two tightly closed, pinkish-white labia. Her breasts were only slightly rounded, undetectable once she was clothed. The assassin appeared to be at the delicate age of transitioning from girl to young woman. Despite her youth, she moved forward with weak steps, solely because of the ancient pages she clutched in her hand.
Before the demonic invasion, the desolate mountains were the most abundant place of spiritual energy in the cultivation world, and one of the very few sects that could still preserve their lineage even after the demonic calamity. However, millions of years ago, the spiritual veins of heaven and earth dried up in less than a thousand years, leaving no spiritual energy within a radius of ten thousand miles, making cultivation impossible.
The spiritual energy hidden within the earth's veins could only be enjoyed by ancient giant trees rooted deep within. Therefore, the desolate mountains were not barren mountain ranges, but rather lush and green, though unfortunately, no spiritual energy emanated from them, thus developing into a unique region.
Most martial arts practitioners, after achieving a certain level of cultivation, would venture into the desolate mountains for training, aiming to deepen their understanding of martial arts despite the loss of vital energy.
Undeterred by being naked, the young girl made no attempt to remove her veil or mask, slowly but resolutely walking deeper into the mountains, seeking opportunities—possibilities from the ancient pages. The pages contained only a concise summary of a cultivation technique, along with a single stroke at the end.
The written language had been almost entirely lost due to the changing times, yet the few words that could be deciphered, and the profound meaning contained in the final stroke, easily granted the young girl strength far exceeding that of her peers. Therefore, after learning that the essence of this technique originated from the Tianyuan Sect, the ancient sect founded in the desolate mountains, she resolved to try her luck, hoping to break free from her shackles.
Taking out a sword somewhere between a dagger and a short sword from her storage bracelet and strapping it to her waist, the young girl said solemnly, "I brought three swords with me, but I didn't expect to only have this small katana left." Deep in the desolate mountains, Ji Lingyu was learning about the current situation of this world. He had also dispatched about a dozen insect-shaped mechanical puppets made of materials from this world, finally giving him a preliminary understanding.
"There is no one living within a thousand miles." Ji Lingyu examined the samples he had collected and the images in the image stone, deep in thought. The
Spirit Gathering Array was his design, but the result far exceeded his initial expectations. Due to the Spirit Gathering Array, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not disperse in the air, resulting in no human presence within the directly affected area, let alone cultivators who were extremely dependent on the spiritual veins.
"Forget it, let's just go out." A thousand miles was not a large area for Ji Lingyu. Although he was only at the third level of Qi Refining after his rebirth, and there was no spiritual energy around him, his strong physique allowed him to run like the wind, and his running speed was not slow at all.
This cave was originally the location of the main peak of the Tianyuan Sect. The mindless puppet simply acted instinctively according to its original instructions. Because of its extremely high rank and strength—reaching the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm and exceeding the limits of the Void Refinement realm when unleashed at full power—the Tianyuan Sect was completely unaware that its home had been tampered with and turned into a secret base.
Later, when the construction was completed and a clone with a trace of consciousness arrived with the first drop of Void Refinement realm essence blood, the destruction of the Tianyuan Sect was sealed. Even later, when essence blood from a cultivator beyond the Void Refinement realm, reaching the Integration stage, arrived, the power contained within was far beyond the imagination of Nascent Soul cultivators in the mortal realm.
Perhaps because it was a cultivation world, the natural forces were far stronger. The vast wilderness had long since become a habitat for all sorts of plants and animals. The various buildings that once dominated the entire world and belonged to the Tianyuan Sect were long gone, buried in the vastness of time, spanning millions of years. About
a hundred miles away, Ji Lingyu encountered the first living creature besides plants since her rebirth. It resembled a hybrid of a lion and a tiger, but was over twenty meters long, with long, sharp teeth protruding from its mouth, and exuding a powerful, domineering aura that seemed to look down upon all living beings.
After glancing down at the tiny insect that dared to trespass into its territory, the white lion-tiger beast opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar. This was because the creature looked far too weak; it was better to scare it away than to waste effort hunting it.
Unfortunately, this was its tragedy. Encountering Ji Lingyu, whose physique alone could rival a Grand Luo Golden Immortal, it was slapped by the tiny insect in its eyes. The immense force sent it flying. The powerful energy emanating from its small body instantly reminded this lion-tiger beast, one of the many overlords of the desolate mountains, of what fear truly meant.
"A beast with the bloodline of a white tiger?" Ji Lingyu hadn't intended to deal with it, but the roar it had just heard contained the innate power of an ancient, primordial beast. Driven by curiosity, she attacked.
Just as Ji Lingyu was agonizing over how to handle it, a pair of equally white lion-tiger beasts leaped in from the side, though much smaller, clearly cubs.
Even adult white lion-tiger beasts were no match for Ji Lingyu; how could two cubs be an exception? With outstretched arms, a sweep and a push were enough to defeat them.
After repelling the cubs, Ji Lingyu stepped on the head of the adult white lion-tiger beast and launched a direct attack with her divine sense, turning the tables and threatening it. The message conveyed through divine sense was extremely simple: follow and you'll live; resist and you'll be killed immediately.
Faced with an absolute difference in strength, the white lion-tiger willingly lowered its head, allowing Ji Lingyu to ride on its back. For survival and for its cubs, it, as one of the overlords of the desolate mountains, became a mount.
What the white lion-tiger didn't know was that if other cultivators in the mortal realm had tamed a beast with white tiger blood like Ji Lingyu, they would have been eager to establish a bond, form a soul contract, and even seriously considered whether to pursue a beast-taming path.
But for Ji Lingyu, a beast that merely possessed white tiger blood, even before its bloodline was awakened, and whose power and aura were solely due to its strength, held no interest whatsoever. After all, he had once reached the half-step Demon Emperor realm and had even hunted a true White Tiger Immortal; mere possession of white tiger blood was beneath his notice.
Lazily lying on the white lion-tiger's back, with a pair of cubs following behind, Ji Lingyu thus officially began his path of rebirth and cultivation.
Gasping for breath, the young girl coldly slit the throat of the person before her to ensure a complete kill, then plunged her small katana into the abdomen. Gripping the hilt with both hands, she simultaneously activated a secret technique of the Heavenly Ninja Sect, a faint glow emanating from the blade as she began to extract the remaining true essence and blood.
After a while, the girl stood up again. Although the amount was small, the deceased possessed peak Qi Refining stage strength. Although most of it dissipated during absorption, it was still somewhat overwhelming for her, whose actual cultivation was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining.
The mixed and impure true essence raged through her meridians. Her already severely damaged body, lacking sufficient vital energy, could only barely maintain balance.
After completing the killing and absorbing the true essence, the young girl returned to the prepared tree hollow, curled up again, and quietly used the pure Qi energy within the old tree, along with the ancient technique she had unexpectedly obtained, to gradually nourish and assimilate the chaotic and heterogeneous true essence with her own energy.
What she didn't know was that as Ji Lingyu deactivated the Super Spirit Gathering Array and frantically extracted energy from countless ley lines in the mortal realm, the amount of freely flowing spiritual energy within them also increased. The old tree she was currently in, with its roots already extending into the ley lines, allowed her to receive more spiritual energy than usual.
The rising and setting of the sun and moon, the endless cycle of day and night, meant that for a Qi Refining cultivator who couldn't yet directly absorb spiritual energy to replace food, prolonged seclusion was impossible. However, upon waking, she realized at least a month had passed.
Stepping out of the tree hollow, the young girl felt a sense of rebirth. Her previously injured and damaged meridians had recovered, even becoming stronger and able to accommodate more true energy. As for her cultivation, having absorbed and refined the external true energy, she had reached the tenth level, the peak level. She only needed to fully recover her true energy to attempt to construct her Purple Mansion and enter the Foundation Establishment stage.
Just as she was savoring the rare comfort, a sudden voice came from behind her. Although she didn't understand its meaning at all, an overwhelming sense of terror gripped the young girl's heart. Her body tensed instinctively, and she silently activated a secret technique to enhance her sense of touch, hoping to find the source of the voice.
Driven by instinct, the young girl turned around and saw a huge white beast standing silently. Its appearance seemed to be a mixture of a lion and a tiger, and its wild eyes were filled with deep fear. The person on its back was someone
who looked to be about six or seven years old. The young girl couldn't tell if it was a boy or a girl because of its youthful appearance. When their eyes met, the beast repeated the words she had just heard.
The other party did not conceal its cultivation level. The young girl could sense that it was at the third level of Qi Refining, but her intuition, cultivated through the Heavenly Ninja Secret Technique, told her that the person in front of her was extremely dangerous. Compared to it, the white beast beneath her was like a docile kitten.
Only after the young girl concentrated and carefully sensed the power of the white lion-tiger beast before her did she realize that it had actually reached the Nascent Soul level. The vast, ocean-like pressure was suppressed by the child riding on its back. At first glance, it seemed calm and gentle, but upon closer inspection, the powerful and domineering aura, comparable to that of the Heavenly Ninja Ancestor, was completely undisguised, radiating an undisguised, supreme domineering pressure.
Suddenly, before the image in the young girl's eyes could even change, her body was attacked. She then realized that what attacked her was a giant hand composed of true essence.
Her peak Qi Refining strength was utterly powerless against the giant hand. No matter what methods she used, she couldn't protect herself from the invasion of true essence and divine sense. The quality and quantity were far inferior to her opponent's, leaving her no chance whatsoever. Her memories were directly scrutinized.
"No...no...stop...stop!" Even when being chased by a Foundation Establishment cultivator and severely injured, she remained silent. Faced with an attack invading her divine sense, she had no defense, directly impacting her ability to endure pain beyond her limit.
After the giant hand of true essence released its grip, the young girl's eyes rolled back, white foam appeared at her mouth, and her breath became soft and weak. Her smooth, hairless lower body, out of control, sprayed urine, and she collapsed to the ground like a broken doll.
"Ninja? Heavenly Ninja Sect? Quite an interesting sect." Riding behind the white beast was Ji Lingyu. From the young girl's memories, he gleaned some unexpected terms, triggering extremely distant memories.
Just as Ji Lingyu was about to leave, the young girl, who had been lying on the ground like a corpse, suddenly experienced heavy heartbeats. At the same time, profound Dao patterns appeared on her delicate body, and the overflowing true essence within her body emanated outwards, forming a majestic figure with wings on its back.
"Bloodline awakening?" Ji Lingyu exclaimed in surprise. Having witnessed countless immortal spirits and demonic beasts, he had never actually seen the origin of this kind of bloodline before. However, compared to the past that had just surfaced in his mind, a term that had never appeared in this cultivation world matched the image that had appeared in her mind. "It's actually a Celestial Dog?" Besides being surprised by the bloodline possessed by the young girl, he was also amazed by her luck. Even the White Lion Tiger Beast, which also possessed a special bloodline and had some White Tiger abilities, was still far from awakening, and might not even be able to do so before it died.
He removed the girl's headgear and mask, revealing her delicate and lovely face. However, at this moment, due to the activation of the Celestial Dog bloodline, she was in the process of changing her tendons and blood and advancing her physique. Her tightly furrowed brows and pale lips clearly showed the pain she was enduring.
After gently tapping the girl's head and releasing a burst of true energy, Ji Lingyu placed her back in her original tree hollow and said, "I hope you can pull through. They said the Heavenly Dog is a cultivator, a mountain god. I'm very curious to know just how powerful the so-called Heavenly Dog bloodline really is." Physical advancement is a dream come true for most cultivators. Just as an ordinary person can become a running expert through training, without exceptional running talent, no matter how much they practice, they can't become an Olympic champion. This is the limit of the body, and only by advancing one's physique can this innate limit be broken.
Naturally, how can innate shackles be easily broken? Countless people cannot withstand the process of physical transformation because it is from the inside out; every cell, every muscle, and even every drop of blood in the body will be changed in a short time. Some people even lose their memories.
The girl was lucky. Ji Lingyu's touch eliminated the possibility of amnesia for her, and the incredibly rich true energy was enough for her brain to successfully reorganize and inherit memories. Rooted in the ancient tree of the underground primordial veins, she also had enough spiritual energy from heaven and earth to carry out the transformation of her physique. The only remaining question was whether she could endure it.
Two months passed, and the young girl awoke again in the tree hollow. This time, she found the previously slightly wide hollow had become narrower, and she was even more surprised by her own body. Her body, which had not yet begun to develop, now resembled that of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old, becoming extremely mature and alluring.
Her breasts were exceptionally firm, and with the slightest movement, the elastic flesh would sway. Her hands and feet were also very long and slender, with extremely beautiful lines. However, her waist was unusually slender, which made her breasts and buttocks appear even more full.
What had happened? With these questions in mind, she stepped out of the tree hollow. The spaciousness made her feel relaxed, and driven by instinct, the muscles in her back trembled and exerted force, and then a pair of jet-black, glossy wings appeared behind her. Her dantian, which had been empty, now had a solitary peak, and she felt that her life essence was returning to her on that peak.
"Did it work?"
The child's voice evoked the young girl's earlier memories; the terrifying giant hand had instilled a deep-seated fear in her. In that fleeting moment of distraction, the boy was already standing before her, his small hand reaching directly between her legs for her private parts.
"No hair, and very smooth," the boy said, seemingly satisfied. "Tell me, what's your name?" Upon hearing the voice, the girl initially wanted to flee, but upon seeing him, she felt a strange pressure. Under the boy's superior aura, she obediently answered. "Seventh female ninja, Third Squad, Third Company, First Battalion, Qi Refining Stage, Tianren Sect." He already knew from the girl's memories that only those who reached the late Foundation Establishment stage and had a chance of forming a Core Formation received official names in the Tianren Sect; other disciples only had numbers. The question was merely a test, to see if the true essence protecting her memories had been absorbed, making her consciousness under his control and obedient.
"Are you afraid of me?" Ji Lingyu asked her again, his fingers still caressing the girl ninja's plump lips.
Unable to resist, the girl ninja could only bite her lip and nod, letting him play with her tender vulva.
"From now on, you are my maid, no longer a cultivator of the Tianren Sect." Besides her vulva, Ji Lingyu's hands began to slide all over the girl's body.
"...The restrictions..." Simultaneously suppressed by his aura and affected by the reconstruction of her consciousness, the girl found it difficult to object to Ji Lingyu, but she whispered her concerns.
After shaking his head, Ji Lingyu said, "Your physique has advanced, and the Tengu bloodline hidden within you has been activated. Now that you have begun to awaken, you have broken free of the previous restrictions." Tears involuntarily streamed down the girl's face. Everything she had done before was to break free from the control of the Tianren Sect, and if given the chance, to counterattack and save others who had suffered.
Ji Lingyu was naturally very familiar with her past: abducting mortal women and female cultivators, imprisoning them on islands far from the mainland, and then simply using them as breeding tools to produce a large number of children as a reserve of disciples. This was the foundation for the rapid development of the Tianren Sect. Moreover, if one traced the bloodlines of these disciples, they would all find the same person: the founder of the Tianren Sect.
However, Ji Lingyu himself had no intention of standing up for them, because he himself had often done similar things in the past, only not to such an extreme degree. For example, his medicinal garden treasure contained many beautiful female cultivators, keeping them in a state of semi-death.
The girl nodded obediently, her cheeks flushed from being constantly teased, adding a touch of radiance to her already pretty face.
"As a maid, you can't be without a name." Ji Lingyu withdrew his mischievous hand, giving the girl a chance to catch her breath. "From now on, your name will be Xi, the 'Xi' of tide, meaning the evening tide." "Xi...?" She carefully savored the single word given to her: "My name is Xi." Having been called by numbers since childhood, and with each person with a number dying or being transferred, another would take their place, these so-called disciples were like mindless objects, always ready to be replaced. This made Xi extremely eager for a name. "
Excuse me, Xi... how should Xi address you?" Her initial impression of the boy was gradually turning into awe. To overcome her fear and find a rational explanation for her obedience, she naturally elevated his status.
"Just call me Young Master." Ji Lingyu lifted the girl's chin and said, "Ji Lingyu, this is my name." "Young Master." Xi responded timidly.
"Come with me."
Watching the boy turn and leave, Xi followed behind, completely naked.
"Mirror Lake Manor?" Xi, who had already folded her wings, sat on the back of the white lion-tiger beast, wearing the clothes Ji Lingyu had prepared for her.
"Yes," Ji Lingyu said, lying leisurely. "Didn't they say that three years ago, the Starry Sky Ancient Palace Ruins opened, and countless sects, families, and rogue cultivator alliances participated, but it ended up as a great disaster? And Mirror Lake Manor was one of the cultivator families that suffered heavy casualties." "Yes. The Chi family of Mirror Lake Manor originally had eight Core Formation experts, including one late-stage, four mid-stage, and three early-stage, making them one of the top-tier experts among third-rate sects." Xi continued in her uniquely indifferent tone, "But in the battle of the Starry Sky Ancient Palace, apart from the female cultivators who stayed behind..." The remaining seven cultivators and their accompanying family members all perished, leaving only the elderly, women, and children in the manor. "Speaking of this," Xi said, as if having made a decision, "the Tianren Sect and nearby sects have also set their sights on them. They haven't acted yet only because they're worried about hidden strength, but like other surrounding forces, they've first restricted the manor's resources." "That's simple, okay? Even if Mirror Lake Manor has hidden strength, to them, even a peak Core Formation cultivator is like an ant." The boy patted his white lion-tiger beast after speaking.
As the former site of the largest sect in this world, the Wanli Wasteland Mountain is located at the convergence of the world's primordial energy, seemingly dividing the world into four parts. The Xuancang Sect is located in the west, while Mirror Lake Manor is in the south.
After officially leaving the Wanli Wasteland Mountain area, both the adult white lion-tiger and the two cubs shook their heads curiously, as if sensing something strange.
The primordial energy, the energy of heaven and earth that could flow freely in the air, was something the three white lion-tiger beasts had never experienced before. Compared to the interior of the desolate mountains, the primordial energy in the peripheral area was already quite abundant, so the three beasts ran wildly as if they had been given stimulants, without even thinking about how to conserve it.
But after running for nearly a hundred miles, the adult white lion-tiger beast roared to the sky as if it were in extreme pain. Only then did Xi realize that crimson clouds were constantly gathering in the sky.
"Fire tribulation, the tribulation of forming a core and transforming into an infant." Ji Lingyu looked at the increasingly thick crimson clouds and said, "It seems that forming an infant within the desolate mountains cannot trigger the tribulation. Now that we're out, we need to make up for it." Pulling the shocked Xi along, Ji Lingyu jumped off the back of the white lion-tiger beast, taking the two cubs away, and at the same time, implanted knowledge about the tribulation into its brain, at least letting it know in advance what it was going to face next.
The aura of the Nascent Soul Beast rapidly increased, displaying the ferocity of the White Lion Tiger. At the same time, the crimson clouds above turned dark red, as if they had condensed into a large number of burning rocks.
A raging inferno descended from the sky, instantly engulfing the adult white lion-tiger beast. Its two cubs whimpered in terror, while Xi was utterly dumbfounded. The power of the heavenly tribulation was far beyond her comprehension, severely eroding her confidence.
"The white lion-tiger beast was already at the Nascent Soul stage; it was only spared the heavenly tribulation because it was in the desolate mountains," Ji Lingyu explained immediately. "The tribulation has been waiting too long, hence its ferocity. However, for a beast with Nascent Soul strength, it's just a bit troublesome, but not insurmountable." The flames poured down like a waterfall, the crimson lotus heavenly fire burning its flesh, bones, and blood—not to destroy it, but simply to cleanse its body of impurities and purify it.
One, two, three… a total of nine fire tribulations descended. The white lion-tiger beast, charred black and nearly half its original size, looked up, its aura rising once more, unleashing a deafening roar.
"Such...such terrifying pressure..." Even with Ji Lingyu protecting her, Xi's knees trembled uncontrollably, and she could only stand by leaning on the boy. At the same time, she felt even greater respect for Ji Lingyu, because only after getting closer did she realize that the boy was completely unfazed by the overwhelming pressure from the Nascent Soul level.
"You've only just reached the Foundation Establishment stage, while it has already advanced to the mid-stage by borrowing the power of the Heavenly Tribulation. It's only natural that it can't withstand it." "Young Master...how...can you...be so unconcerned..." Xi stammered, unable to express herself clearly.
"Soon, very soon you will understand. If you do." Ji Lingyu replied calmly.
Although its size had greatly decreased, the White Lion-Tiger Beast, having broken through and greatly increased its strength, naturally did not want to continue being the boy's beast. A fierce glint flashed in its eyes, and with its speed greatly increased, it lunged at Ji Lingyu. Its two long, sharp teeth, propelled by its
Nascent Soul cultivation, could tear apart any barrier or seal in this mortal realm, except for top-tier sect formations, ancient ruins, and rare and precious materials known for their hardness, let alone flesh and blood. But Ji Lingyu's seemingly delicate hands tightly gripped the incredibly sharp lion-tiger teeth. Using these as leverage, she lifted the lion-tiger beast, possessing mid-Nascent Soul cultivation, high above her head before slamming it heavily to the ground.
"Want to resist? Wait until you fully awaken the White Tiger bloodline," the boy said, stepping on the white lion-tiger beast's belly. Xi,
witnessing this, was completely stunned. The boy, at the fourth level of Qi Refining, was actually able to subdue a mid-Nascent Soul beast with sheer physical strength. Reaching the Nascent Soul stage required crossing Foundation Establishment and Core Formation; the difference of three major realms seemed insignificant to him.
After completely defeating the white lion-tiger beast, Ji Lingyu leisurely walked to the spot where it had just undergone its tribulation. "Now, I'll show you just how powerful this fire tribulation can be." The white lion-tiger beast and Xi only then realized that the crimson cloud tribulation hadn't dissipated after it ended; instead, it had become even thicker and golden, indicating that the tribulation fire had become even more powerful.
Golden flames, like a river reaching the heavens, poured down continuously from the tribulation clouds, and the earth responded by trembling. Finally, it cracked open beneath Ji Lingyu's feet, and the fire from the earth's core combined with the golden flames, instantly engulfing his small body.
"Young Master!" Having just officially met someone for the first time, and influenced by the true essence Ji Lingyu had received, Xi had already fallen for him. Now, witnessing him entangled in the fire tribulation, she was prepared to risk her life to save him.
But before she could act, a cold snort seemed to rise from beyond the heavens, or perhaps from within the raging flames before her eyes.
The fiery tribulation, capable of easily boiling iron, completely burned Ji Lingyu's clothes, but unfortunately, his petite and charming body simply couldn't ignite. Whenever the flames touched him, they were directly suppressed and melted by his flesh.
Perhaps even the heavens couldn't bear to watch, as the heavenly fire gradually subsided, but the people and beasts present felt the temperature continuously rising, clearly indicating that an even more terrifying fire tribulation was brewing.
"Heavenly fire and earthly fire are ineffective, is human fire next?" After saying this, sparks spewed from Ji Lingyu's acupoints, a human fire fueled by his own vital energy.
There's a saying among cultivators: as long as vital energy is exhausted, human fire will not be extinguished. But over millions of years, only one in billions of fire tribulations has ever produced human fire, and Xi was fortunate enough to witness a human fire tribulation firsthand.
Clear and bright blue flames spewed from between the boy's fingernails, the excessive temperature blurring the surrounding scenery, but Ji Lingyu's method of neutralizing human fire was truly terrifying. He stood in a starfish position, then tensed all his muscles, and then… nothing more. The human fire fueled by vital energy was instantly extinguished.
The three fires of heaven, earth, and man had passed, the tribulation clouds dispersed automatically, and the warm sunlight shone on the earth once more. The naked Ji Lingyu seemed to be bathed in a golden light, so dazzling that Xi knelt on the ground. The white lion-tiger beast standing beside her also obediently lowered its high head, offering its true soul contract to him.
Having endured the heavenly tribulation, Ji Lingyu's cultivation level leaped to the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his appearance grew to that of an eight or nine-year-old. Facing the true soul contract before him, Ji Lingyu was completely indifferent, but he still absorbed it into his body and handed it over to the demonic infant. The reason was simple: someone was willing to be a slave, so why not accept it?
"Contract the soul contract, establish your true name. From now on, you will take your master's surname and be named Yu Yan." At the same time, through the true soul contract, Ji Lingyu also transmitted a spell and the current written language to her. "Originally, you should transform into human form after consolidating your Nascent Soul stage, but that's fine now. The Transformation Technique will allow you to become human even more thoroughly." In this world, due to the Heavenly Dao's preference for human form, demons and monsters can only progress further by transforming into human form. Unfortunately, due to a lack of understanding of 'humanity,' most beasts, demons, and monsters cannot transform into the correct human form.
The white lion-tiger beast's body trembled continuously, and its aura fluctuated in strength. Ji Lingyu knew that it had begun practicing the Transformation Technique and was adjusting its appearance, so she transmitted some of her requirements through the soul contract, while also helping it correct its mistakes.
The fire tribulation for advancing to the Nascent Soul stage generally only affects an area of about a hundred miles, but the two fire tribulations just now far exceeded the normal level. Shi Yuyan's heavenly tribulation aura was twice as strong as usual, while Ji Lingyu's extended to more than eight hundred miles, almost comparable to the wind tribulation when advancing from the Nascent Soul stage to the Divine Transformation stage.
About half an hour later, the white lion-tiger transformed into a woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. Her eyes were long and narrow, her expression haughty and aloof. Looking down, her high, firm breasts were striking, their rounded peaks possessing a natural cleavage without needing to be pushed. Her abdomen and limbs were muscular, displaying the power within. As for her legs, true to her white tiger bloodline, they were completely hairless, yet soft and supple.
"Alright, it's about time we left." Ji Lingyu had been monitoring the surroundings with his divine sense. The previously massive fire tribulation had clearly attracted the attention of nearby cultivators. Although most of those who came were Foundation Establishment cultivators, he could sense three Core Formation cultivators preparing to arrive.
"Young...Young...Young Master." After several attempts, Shi Yuyan began to grasp the language skills: "Excuse me...may I teach them the Transformation Technique?" "At least late Core Formation stage." Ji Lingyu answered directly: "Although the Transformation Technique can only transform you into a human body, you know how much true essence it consumes. This is definitely not something an ordinary Core Formation stage cultivator can afford, let alone a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator." Looking at the two small white lion-tiger cubs at Shi Yuyan's feet, Ji Lingyu said: "I'll take you somewhere. We can't do what we're about to do with them." The boy waved to them, and in an instant, the two people and two beasts disappeared.
The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth shocked Shi Yuyan again, but before she could adapt to the difference in spiritual energy, her wild instincts made her afraid to move. The woman in front of her, tightly bound by countless branches, exuded a heavy aura like a high mountain. She believed that if the other party had the intention to kill her, it wouldn't be much more difficult than killing an ant.
"Let them come here." Ji Lingyu used tree branches to create a support frame, then placed it against the woman's chest. "Let them sleep here. If they want to eat, they can drink her milk, but they are not allowed to leave the grassland in front of them." White lion-tigers are a parthenogenetic species. When they reach maturity and food is plentiful, they will naturally become pregnant and give birth to offspring just like themselves, thus ensuring the continuation of their lineage. Finally, Shi Yuyan held her cubs, whispered some words in their ear, and then placed them on the ground, leaving them there.
[The End]

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