Lewd Path to Immortality

"Nothing you've done can change anything, so you might as well give up." An aged voice echoed in his ears. "If nothing can be changed, it's better not to do anything. Human strength is insignificant; how can it possibly overcome the heavens? You're so arrogant, don't you know it's like an ant trying to shake a tree? You're overestimating your abilities!" Inside the cave, a white-haired youth closed his eyes in deep thought, but he kept hearing disturbing noises. He frowned slightly. He had been in this Immortal Seeking Cave for several months, and his cultivation had reached a bottleneck. He hadn't been able to break through for several days, and being young and impetuous, he was inevitably feeling frustrated. In this state, if he were to suffer a qi deviation, wouldn't that ruin his cultivation? Thinking this, the youth got up and looked up at the bright moon above the Immortal Seeking Cave. Inside the Immortal Seeking Cave, all around were moss-covered rock walls. Without the moon's companionship, he might not have survived. The youth smiled bitterly and leaned against the rock wall. Those who cultivate immortality live on morning dew and gentle breezes, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. Their only craving is this pot of "Azure Water Flowing East" tea. The young man skillfully set out the tea set, drawing upon his pure Yang energy as a fire to brew the tea. Reflecting on the old man's words, he realized that those who enter this Immortal-Seeking Cave usually encounter various immortals by chance. He, however, had met a demon lord who had been bestowed a title here. Already exhausted on this immortal mountain, he saw a young man with an air of otherworldly grace enter to cultivate, his words incredibly enticing. Even with his strong willpower, he was almost swayed by his charm. But upon reflection, what he said wasn't entirely without merit. Cultivating immortality is merely a solitary pursuit; how can one person save all living beings? What can one person do to alleviate the suffering of the people? "Nonsense," the young man muttered, taking a sip of "Azure Water Flowing East," completely disregarding his words. "Young friend, even if you cultivate here for ten or twenty years, you'll make no progress. Why not listen to my opinion?" The young man remained silent, but took out a jade teacup, filled it with tea, and placed it not far from the stone platform, as if inviting the other to join. The owner of the voice was not polite at all. He transformed into his true form, a red-haired, effeminate young man. If it weren't for the indelible karmic burdens on his body, some disciples might even worship him as an immortal. "I thought you would be much older," the young man said coldly, drinking his tea without a care. "Young friend, please don't tease me. My demon race doesn't experience birth, old age, sickness, or death. It's just that I've suffered here for a long time, so I'm inevitably a bit weak." The young man looked at the demon lord before him. Although his strength was not what it used to be, he was still imposing, so the young man was naturally wary. Without further ado, he got straight to the point. "I'm not interested in those things. What were you talking about earlier?" "Oh, this? Simple, you let me leave the mountain, and I'll help you cultivate, how about it?" The boy looked at the Demon Lord as if he were an idiot. "Hey! Give me some reaction! What's with that look?!" "...So you can talk properly after all." Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord blushed deeply. "This...isn't this just to cater to the tone of you cultivators?" We cultivators don't do that, thank you... the boy thought to himself. Shaking his head, he said, "Impossible. My ambition is to cultivate immortality and save all living beings. How could I possibly release a demon king like you?" "Alas~ Young friend, you are mistaken..." "Bai Jingming," the young man said, revealing his name. He couldn't stand this demon lord, who was about his age, calling him "young friend" all the time. "Alright~ Immortal Master Bai, if you cultivate here, even until death, you will never be able to break through to the seventh level of sword cultivation. If you join forces with me, you can break through your body and strengthen your cultivation. Besides, I am not some sinful demon." Bai Jingming looked the red-haired demon lord up and down. "May I ask what you did to be sealed here?" "Oh~ Hmph, mentioning my name can stop children from crying at night. Do you really want to know?" The demon lord immediately looked extremely smug. This made Bai Jingming wary. His fingertips lingered slightly on the sword he used for cultivation, but it was just an ordinary sword, not a magic weapon or divine weapon, only serving a deterrent purpose. "I'm all ears." "Hmph~ I was once a fearsome demon, infamous for all I heard of. I once stormed Lotus Palace in a single night and... well, you know..." Bai Jingming's heart skipped a beat. Lotus Palace and Misty Peak were both important cultivation grounds, but Lotus Palace's policy of only accepting female disciples deterred many lay disciples yearning for immortality. "You... killed them all?!" As soon as he asked the question, Bai Jingming wanted to slap himself. If Lotus Palace had been wiped out back then, it wouldn't exist now. No, it's more like they were all... Bai Jingming understood that cultivators generally needed pure bodies, occasionally engaging in dual cultivation, but being defiled by a demon and ruining one's cultivation was truly worse than death. But... Lotus Palace had hundreds, even thousands, of disciples. If it were true, wouldn't that last for days and nights? Pah! Bai Jingming, what are you thinking? He shook his already flushed face, silently reciting the Purifying Heart Mantra several times before looking up at the Demon Lord. "What did you do to them?" "All of them..." The Demon Lord revealed an evil smile. "All of them..." Bai Jingming swallowed hard. "All the female disciples of Lotus Palace, without exception, were all spanked by me~" Bai Jingming was about to righteously rebuke this demon, but the words caught in his throat. "...Huh?!" "Hmph, is Immortal Master Bai also intimidated by me?" The Demon Lord seemed self-satisfied. "Wait a minute... let me sort this out. You attacked Lotus Palace, didn't you?" "That's right." "You didn't learn Lotus Palace's cultivation method?" "Why would I learn that?" The Demon Lord looked disdainful. In his eyes, the cultivation method of a sect far inferior to his own was useless to him. "And you didn't steal the Lotus Palace's divine artifacts?" "I act with integrity and uprightness; why would I do such petty thievery?" He spoke with righteous indignation, his tone somewhat like that of a righteous person. "Then you didn't rape those Daoist nuns...?" "Absolutely not~" Damn idiot! Bai Jingming didn't know whether to be happy or sad. Happy that there was no catastrophe in the mortal world, sad that his cultivation world had been defeated by such a thing, and his heart was filled with complicated feelings. "Then why did you attack the Lotus Palace?" "Didn't I just say? Or perhaps the Immortal Master doesn't understand. If I had to give a more serious reason, there were too many beautiful girls there~ and I just have this one fetish~ I couldn't resist." There were too many things to complain about, and Bai Jingming didn't know how to respond. Suddenly, he realized a blind spot. "Wait, according to what you said, why have I never heard of such a thing before?" Regardless of whether it was true or not, the fact that he had never heard of such a demon lord was also strange. "Hmm? Do you think the news would circulate after those female disciples had their underpants pulled down and their buttocks spanked?" What he said made perfect sense! What to do? Find a reason to refute him! But his mind went blank. Could there really be such a scandal in the cultivation world? "Besides, Master Bai looks very young. When I attacked Lotus Palace, she was only the fifth generation sect leader, so naturally I didn't know." Fifth, the fifth generation sect leader? Shao Chunshui, the one known as the Blue-Clad Fairy? Bai Jingming was secretly taken aback. She was a universally acknowledged ageless beauty in the cultivation world. The most profound technique taught by Lotus Palace was the "Eternal Youth and Everlasting Beauty Technique." Reaching level one could whiten and nourish the skin, level two could enhance breasts and lift buttocks, level three was a complete transformation, and around level seven or eight could grant immortality. This was also why the Blue-Clad Fairy could live for 200 years.Because of his advanced age. But this cultivation method has always been practiced only by the sect leader; outsiders can only envy it. The Demon Lord, who attacked Lotus Palace, didn't even coerce Shao Chunshui into handing over the cultivation method; it was truly a waste of talent. Seeing that Bai Jingming was somewhat distracted, the Demon Lord waved his hand at him. "Hey! Immortal Master Bai?" "Hmm..." Bai Jingming realized he had been lost in thought and felt a little ashamed. Although he was a cultivator, he naturally admired a beauty like Shao Chunshui. "Master Bai~ Only if you help me leave the mountain will I greatly increase your power. Then, you can cultivate with whichever of those Daoist nuns in Lotus Palace you want~" The Demon Lord spoke as if teasing, making Bai Jingming blush. "What...what nonsense are you spouting! I, Bai, have only ever focused on cultivating immortality and transcending the world. I have absolutely no romantic feelings." "What a pity~ In this chaotic world of demons, you, Master, are trapped in this godforsaken place~ with nowhere to unleash your power. By the time you leave the mountain, someone will probably have stolen your opportunity to cultivate." The Demon Lord feigned regret, pacing back and forth in front of Bai Jingming with his hands behind his back. Bai Jingming looked at the Demon Lord before him, weighing the pros and cons. "If I let you leave the mountain, you might betray me, wouldn't you?" "You can rest assured about that. I am a man of my word, and I need you to find a physical body. I will temporarily possess you. If you are not satisfied, I can simply use some cultivation to destroy my body and soul." Bai Jingming took a sip of the clear water flowing eastward. If what he said was true, then there was no threat. "Then... what do you want me to do?" "Hmph~ Just send a beautiful young girl regularly~" "Are you some kind of river god from some backwater?! I can't do that! I am, after all, the head of a prestigious sect. How could I do such a thing!" Bai Jingming immediately refused righteously. "Immortal Master Bai~ Don't be in such a hurry to refuse~ You can still be a member of a prestigious sect~ I will create opportunities for you~ Afterwards, it will have nothing to do with you~ It can also greatly improve your cultivation." The Demon Lord flattered Bai Jingming in an almost obsequious tone; he was afraid that this person was a stubborn and kind-hearted person. Although Bai Jingming had always been fond of elegance, his pursuit of fame bordered on obsession. While he desperately wanted to prove himself through his own abilities, his repeated failures in his studies over the past few months had made him realize he had reached a bottleneck and desperately needed a benefactor to guide him. Now that a benefactor had delivered himself to his doorstep, he had no reason to refuse. He could only cough lightly and agree. The Demon Lord smiled, transforming into a beam of red light that pierced Bai Jingming's brow. Bai Jingming immediately writhed in pain, screaming, "I'm going to die! I'm going to die!" The Demon Lord's cultivation over thousands of years was simply beyond the reach of his mortal body. Before he could even adapt to this powerful force, Bai Jingming felt his inner energy become chaotic, and a mouthful of blood welled up in his throat, causing him to vomit up a few drops of metallic-smelling blood. A mocking voice rang in his ears, "No way? Immortal Master, I haven't even used my full strength, how come you're already giving up?" Damn it… Bai Jingming clenched his fist, half from pain, half from anger. He really wanted to slap himself between the eyebrows, obliterating the demon's spirit and form, but he was afraid that in his current rage, he might kill himself. He also feared that his path to immortality would be shattered… While Bai Jingming certainly wanted to become an immortal and save the world, he also longed to be revered by thousands. After a period of turmoil, Bai Jingming gradually adapted to the new energy within his body. Previously, the conflict with his pure Yang energy had nearly caused him to explode, tumbling seven or eight times on the ground before the Demon Lord reduced his true energy release. Although the Demon Lord's strength was also Yang, his cultivation was Yin, which was almost devastating for a Yang cultivator like himself. After several rounds of this, even with Bai Jingming's strong willpower, his veins bulged, sweat poured down his face, and tears streamed down his cheeks as he inhaled several breaths of cold air. Only when he felt no more rejection did he slowly circulate his energy to regulate his chaotic true energy. Once his true energy returned to normal, he noticed that his white hair had been mixed with a considerable amount of glossy black. He was instantly enraged. This white hair wasn't premature gray; it was the result of his arduous cultivation of the Immortal Sword Poetry, reaching a realm called "Three Thousand Feet of White Hair," a realm where his swordsmanship was unparalleled. Could his reappearance of black hair be a result of this demon's actions damaging his cultivation? "Hey! You... what did you do to me?" Bai Jingming hurriedly asked his mind. The Demon Lord lazily yawned. "What are you babbling about? I was worried you'd die here, but it seems I have some connection with Immortal Master Bai. You know, when my cultivation is injected into a body, there's a 30% chance of triggering an instant-death effect." Bai Jingming's lips curled into a grin. You should have said so earlier! If you knew, I definitely wouldn't have let you in. "Then... my hair color." "Oh, Immortal Master Bai, you're such a young man, yet you're a pillar of the four immortal mountains of Misty Peak. How can you be so young and pale? You look like a little old man. I'll take pity on you and break your cultivation level for you." One sentence almost made Bai Jingming collapse. You're the young and pale one! Your whole family is young and pale! I'm called having white hair and a youthful face! Look at all the immortals! Why should I, a person from an immortal mountain, listen to the aesthetics of a great demon?! Before he could even lash out... The Demon Lord had already spoken, "Why is the Immortal Master so enraged? Why not try operating your own cultivation method?" Bai Jingming was skeptical, but as he circulated his energy in his dantian, he was greatly surprised. He cultivated the "Starry Sky Primordial Secret Technique" and the "Transformation into True Heart Purification Mantra." The Transformation into True Heart Purification Mantra was a required course for the four immortal mountains of Misty Peak, and needless to say, he had already reached the top level, the ninth rank. As for the Starry Sky Primordial Secret Technique, he had found it by chance, after failing to find an immortal while visiting, but instead accidentally entering the immortal mountain gate, where he found it in a purple-gold box. The secret technique was divided into orthodox and reverse cultivation. As the saying goes, "The Southern Dipper governs life, the Northern Dipper governs death." Orthodox cultivation of the Southern Dipper could bring the dead back to life, revive the dying, and heal the wounded. It enhanced one's fortune and innate talent. Reverse cultivation of the Northern Dipper, on the other hand, could take lives, displaying a ruthless and disdainful attitude towards all living beings. Although Bai Jingming did not have any ambition to conquer the world, he only wanted to be a benefactor and save people, but surely, a killer move must have some, right? So he initially chose to cultivate in reverse, and among the Nine Stars of Fate, he had already comprehended the Left Assistant, Right Assistant, and Broken Army. But he was stuck within them, unable to achieve enlightenment for a long time. Now, as he circulated his energy to examine the commands, he discovered that the Demon Lord's yin energy had actually opened the Southern Dipper Fate Gate, which was originally incompatible with his own. Now that the Heavenly Mansion Fate Gate was open, he felt light as a feather, as light as a swallow, and could ascend to the heavens. "This...this power..." Bai Jingming leaped, almost escaping the Seeking Immortal Cave. He hurriedly landed back in the cave, wiping the sweat from his forehead in a disheveled state. "Master Bai's 'Skyrocket' trick is quite impressive, I admire it." The Demon Lord, with his physical strength, mocked him unhurriedly. "Heh...I didn't expect you to have some skill, but your words are a bit offensive, you demon." "Demon, that's too awful! I have my own name, listen carefully, I'll only say it once! Nicholas Felia Spike, the Great Demon King!" The air in the Seeking Immortal Cave froze again. Bai Jingming remained silent for a long time. "Ni, Ni what Great Demon King?" Nicholas Felia Spike Great Demon King! "Go to hell! Why would someone in a cultivation world have such a name?! What world did you come from?! Can't you just give me a proper name?" "Well... there's nothing I can do about it, it's not like I can decide my own name..." The demon lord inside him sounded aggrieved, as if Bai Jingming had scolded him for a trivial matter. "Hey? How about you give me a majestic and powerful name, Master Bai?" "Hmm?" Bai Jingming was taken aback. Seeing that the demon lord inside him was serious and not joking, he seriously considered it. After all, he had to keep calling him that awkward name, and he was getting annoyed. "Let me think... what should I give you? What are your hobbies?" "Hmm? Hobbies? My hobbies are naturally seeking out beauties, just like how people from your immortal mountains like to visit immortals, and then... hehehehe." "Alright, alright, stop laughing," Bai Jingming said helplessly, pressing his aching temples. "Giving this quirk a refined name isn't easy." *Ahem*, you mean to punish a young girl's beautiful buttocks…so, how about we call you—Peach Buttocks Demon Lord? "Pfft, that's fine, but Immortal Master, your face has turned into a little peach too~" "Pah! You ungrateful wretch! Who am I doing this for?!" Bai Jingming cursed, walking straight to the stone gate at the entrance of the Immortal Seeking Cave. With a surge of power from his palm, he lifted the massive, thousand-pound rock gate as if it were a feather. The disciples who had been waiting nearby immediately bowed. "Congratulations, Peak Master, on your return from seclusion!" The kind-faced Sect Leader stepped forward. "Jingming, you must have made great progress during your seclusion." "Senior Brother," Bai Jingming bowed respectfully. His sect leader was nearly thirty years older than him, had failed his tribulation once, and possessed the cultivation of a Loose Immortal. Although his magical power was profound, he had been incredibly caring towards him. He owed much of his success to Bai Jingming's support, and Bai Jingming held Bai Jingming in a familial, brotherly, and fatherly respect for him. "Hmph~ Not that impressive, huh? I thought you wouldn't make it out~" The beautiful woman beside him crossed her arms and turned away with a light snort. Fu Xiuya, the peak master of the Weapon Cultivation Peak, was a woman he had always disliked and disliked. But this might also be related to the previous peak masters of Sword Cultivation Peak and Weapon Cultivation Peak. Sword cultivators and weapon cultivators are originally one family, but there are always a few hotheads who stand out and feel they don't belong. So his master found the highest peak in the Immortal Mountain Group, established a separate mountain, and called it "Sword Cultivation Peak." As a result, other Immortal Mountains now have hundreds of disciples across several generations, while he, on the other hand, is all alone, almost without even a disciple to serve him tea and water. Thinking of this, Bai Jingming had to grit his teeth and thank his master. "Haha, Senior Sister Xiuya is also waiting for me. Could it be that she's been thinking of me?""Are you just bickering, or are you thinking about me?" Bai Jingming quickly covered his mouth. This devil! He even dares to flirt with Fu Xiuya, is he out of his mind? Everyone on Immortal Mountain knows this woman would skin him alive. Sure enough, Fu Xiuya's expression turned strange. "Boring..." she said hurriedly and left. Hui Lanxue, the junior brother of the peak master of Fu Xiu Peak, was stunned. This senior brother, is he not in seclusion? He's practically reincarnated! He even flirted with the demoness Fu. On the way out of the Immortal Cave, Bai Jingming originally planned to curse the Demon Lord's family tree, but thinking that as a peak master and a cultivator, it wouldn't look good to curse here, he could only suppress his anger and ask in a low voice, "Are you looking for death? Suddenly taking over my body? Is that someone I can afford to offend?" "Hmph, I'm not afraid of her~ I'm even a little interested in her." Brother! If you're interested, go get your own body and confess, you're using my body now! "Are you trying to kill me?" "It's decided! Immortal Master Bai, shall we go and kidnap her from the Weapon Cultivation Peak tonight and have a good time with her?" Bai Jingming's handsome face instantly crumpled into a mess. What the hell? A hellish mission right from the start? How could he face anyone at Misty Peak if word got out? Even if his senior brother, the sect leader, didn't say anything, he was already thinking of jumping off a cliff to commit suicide. Naturally, Bai Jingming rejected the idea. The Demon Lord was about to argue when a female voice called out to Bai Jingming. Bai Jingming turned around and saw his younger sister, Bai Jingling. She took a few steps closer with concern, "Congratulations on the end of your seclusion, Peak Master Bai!" "Little sister, don't tease me." Bai Jingming smiled wryly and rubbed his sister's head. Bai Jingling was in her prime, seventeen years old, yet already graceful and elegant, with the air of a refined young lady from a prominent family. Seeing her, Bai Jingming remembered that day when he met his master. In the twelfth year of the Yuan Geng era, Bai Jingming was merely a poor child in a remote corner of a celestial mountain. By the age of ten, he was already adept at household chores. One day, while gathering herbs on the celestial mountain, he saw a colorful unicorn with a wounded leg. Bai Jingming, unfamiliar with celestial beasts, only found the animal exceptionally beautiful. Seeing the unicorn weeping and wailing, he couldn't bear it. He took off his own robe to clean the blood and applied the medicinal herbs he had painstakingly gathered to the wound. The unicorn, remarkably intelligent, licked Bai Jingming's lips in gratitude. Unaware, Bai Jingming inadvertently ingested the celestial saliva. He immediately felt an unbearable warmth and fainted. This marked the beginning of his celestial destiny. When Bai Jingming awoke, the unicorn was gone. He didn't know how long he had slept. He got up, picked up his medicine bag, and descended the mountain, only to be horrified by the scene below. During his unconsciousness, the area below had transformed into a hellish abyss, littered with corpses and flowing with blood. A pack of demonic beasts lay on the ground, devouring human bones. The child, who had never witnessed such a horrific scene, burst into tears and ran towards his home. Pushing open the door, the overwhelming stench of blood nearly made Bai Jingming vomit. Looking at his parents, both disemboweled and devoured by savage beasts, Bai Jingming suppressed his grief, used his herb-gathering sickle to sever the beast's head, and frantically searched the house for his little sister. Unable to find her, he collapsed to his knees, weeping uncontrollably. Cai Lin had sacrificed her saliva to prevent him from being slaughtered on the mountain, but now, with his family destroyed and utterly alone, what meaning was there in living? Perhaps hearing his brother's lament, a delicate little bundle of joy scurried out from under the bed and nestled against his chest. The two siblings embraced and wept. On the mountaintop, the Grand Master of Misty Peak, the Boundless Immortal, led his chief disciple, Mu Chenhai, down the mountain to save the world. He had foreseen this calamity, but after leading them down the mountain… The village was in ruins. Mu Chenhai stared at the corpses strewn across the ground, heartbroken. "Master...we're too late." "Late? No...Chenhai, he's here." Mu Chenhai looked in the direction his master pointed. A boy was carrying a little girl on his back, struggling to move forward in a pool of blood. He hurried forward, but his master stopped him. Just as he was about to ask a question, the master spoke expressionlessly, "Chenhai, the Great Dao is inaction, follow the natural course. If he can reach me, it means he wants to know his name tomorrow. I will accept him as a disciple of Misty Peak, on par with you." "Master?!" Mu Chenhai was immediately shocked. Looking at the boy, he was clearly badly injured after breaking through the encirclement of demonic beasts. How could he carry a little girl almost as big as himself to his master? Moreover, the demonic beasts behind him were already stirring. If he fell, both of them would become food for the demonic beasts. "Forgive my rudeness... Master, this child won't last long. I'm afraid... I'm afraid he won't reach you." "He will make it~" Wuliang Zhenren smiled slightly at Mu Chenhai. "As long as he puts down that girl, he will naturally make it." "Wh...what?!" Mu Chenhai's pupils contracted, while Wuliang Zhenren watched Bai Jingming's steps from afar. This child has a destiny for immortality, and it was his duty to bring him up the mountain to cultivate. But the girl behind him did not. If he understood how to let go, he would guide him; if he didn't, life and death were predestined, and he couldn't blame anyone else. Looking at the boy's faltering figure, Mu Chenhai felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He saw clearly that the boy's body was covered in wounds and bloodstains, and he didn't know whether the girl on his back was dead or alive. If he had sent her to Misty Peak earlier, he might have been able to use his luck to save her. If he was too late, it might be too late. But his master looked at the two of them as if nothing had happened. The only thing he was glad about was that his master's Earth Immortal cultivation level kept all kinds of demons and beasts away. The boy was only a few steps away from the immortal, but finally collapsed from exhaustion. The Immortal Wuliang nodded as if satisfied with the answer. Looking at himself, he said, "Chenhai, go up the mountain." "Master... Master, just one step away!" The Immortal Wuliang gazed at the dark clouds above, the cold rain washing away the bloodstains on the ground, cleansing the sins of the place. "A slight difference can lead to a great disaster. Go, Heaven has ordained him to die here, do not defy Heaven's will." "...Yes, Master." Mu Chenhai dared not turn back; he feared that seeing the child would overwhelm him, and he dared not disobey his master's command... The Heavenly Dao is elusive, and life is but a fleeting moment. The Immortal Wuliang had already undergone countless tribulations and witnessed countless sufferings; naturally, he wouldn't care about a mere child, but the next second he stopped. A weak voice came from behind, "I beg... two immortal masters... save my brother and me..." The boy, who should have been dead, had somehow risen and knelt, one hand tightly protecting his unconscious younger sister. Mu Chenhai hurriedly turned to look at the boy. "Master...Master! They!" "I know, Chenhai. Take them back to Misty Peak and let the disciples treat them properly." Wuliang Zhenren strode towards the mountain gate without looking back, a faint smile appearing on his lips. This was how the Bai siblings entered Misty Peak. The Grand Peak Master, Wuliang Zhenren, only accepted them as disciples but never inquired about their affairs. Therefore, Bai Jingming didn't have a high opinion of him. It was his senior brother, the sect leader, who taught him the True Heart Mantra word by word, and he also studied immortal techniques with the former sword cultivator peak master, Duan Jianfeng. To him, this peak master was his true master. As for Wuliang Zhenren, he was only grateful that he had taken him and his sister in, but he still harbored resentment towards his indifference back then. So much so that when Wuliang Zhenren sacrificed himself to protect Misty Peak from the invasion of the demon realm, he didn't grieve excessively. However, his senior brother, the sect leader, had cared for him meticulously during his childhood. His little sister and senior brother were practically Bai Jingming's only family in the world. Getting back to the point, their master hadn't initially agreed to Bai Jingling joining the sect, so his little sister started cultivating several years later than him. Coupled with her poor aptitude, even after so many years in the weapon-cultivation sect, she'd only reached a low-level position (unable to break through to the Qi Refining stage). Perhaps his little sister was meant to be in the mortal world; it was only after their master passed away that he and his senior brother, the sect leader, conspired (and foolishly) to let her join the sect. But she clearly preferred reading and calligraphy, occasionally cooking him a bowl of chicken soup. *Ahem, what are you laughing at?* Bai Jingming muttered to the Demon Lord, a little embarrassed and annoyed. "Alright, alright~ Immortal Master Bai~ Since you've come out of seclusion, I'll give you a beginner's task~" What? Beginner's what? "Hmm, isn't your obedient little sister just delivered herself to my doorstep? You'll have to train her." Wait, what do you mean? Bai Jingming seemed a little annoyed and retorted to the Demon Lord, "Hmm? Do I need to spell it out? Try spanking your sister's bottom today~" *Slap!* Bai Jingming promptly slapped himself. Ouch! That really hurt! Startled, Bai Jingling rushed to comfort her brother. What was wrong with her brother? After leaving seclusion, he was muttering to himself and then hitting her. Bai Jingming covered his swollen cheek and muttered fiercely, "If you lay a hand on my sister, I will never forgive you!" "Ha~ Immortal Master Bai misunderstands. This is not a bad thing at all; on the contrary, it will be harmful to both of you." Huh?! No matter how hard Bai Jingming racked his brains, he couldn't understand what was wrong with him beating up his little sister, except that she might dislike him or that it might have some strange repercussions if word got out. "Birth, aging, sickness, and death—the myriad aspects of life. Master Bai's own ascension to immortality is naturally no problem. Don't you want your younger sister to attain enlightenment as well?" These words brightened Bai Jingming's eyes. He had racked his brains trying to figure this out; this was why he had been arranging for his sister to go to the Immortal Mountain. "Very good. Then some small sacrifices will be necessary. I will be inside your body. You can increase your cultivation by slapping anyone's bare buttocks, more than ten times the effect of your meditation. And I will use this opportunity to unleash my power, allowing your palm strikes to open up Ling's acupoints; after the six acupoints—Huantiao, Chengfu, Xian Gu, Changqiang, and Yaoqi—are opened, Ling will surely transcend the mortal realm." Wait a minute, wait a minute... oh, so you mean slapping her buttocks can open her blood vessels?"Isn't this utter nonsense?" Bai Jingming frowned, then looked at his adorable little sister. For her, he would go to the heavens to reach for the moon and dive to the deepest oceans to catch turtles! What was mere reputation compared to that? "But... my little sister is already an adult. How can I treat her like this?" "Don't worry, Immortal Master. You just need to do this... do this..." Bai Jingming frowned, and immediately received a small pink fist on his forehead. He quickly looked up and saw his little sister pulling him towards the Divine Cultivation Peak. "Little, little sister, what are you doing?" "I see you laughing and angry at the same time. You're probably possessed. Come on, let's go see the Grand Peak Master." Bai Jingling said worriedly. Bai Jingming immediately stopped, no matter how his sister pulled, he couldn't budge her an inch. "Brother, what's wrong with you?" "Little sister, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Bai Jingming smiled apologetically, ruffling his sister's hair. "By the way, how's your cultivation practice going?" "Ugh...!" A single sentence sent a shiver down Bai Jingling's spine. Because of her poor cultivation, she was often punished by Peak Master Fu to copy the True Transformation Heart-Cleansing Mantra. The mere mention of her practice made her hands ache unbearably, and she drooped her head. "Tonight, come to Sword Cultivation Peak, to the Elegant Bamboo Abode, and I'll give you some pointers." "Sigh... But, if Peak Master Fu finds out..." Bai Jingling was clearly wary of this Peak Master, who was only a few years older than her. Although strict, she was also quite responsible. She would never allow her disciple to steal techniques from other peaks. "What are you afraid of, you bad woman? Cough cough, Peak Master Fu wouldn't dare to make things difficult for you. Besides, Senior Brother Sect Leader is a really nice guy." "...Brother, are you just taking advantage of Peak Master Mu's doting on you?" "Hey, we're like brothers. Senior Brother Sect Leader dotes on me, so I'll dote on you. Basically, half of Immortal Mountain is your territory." Although Bai Jingling really wanted to complain about this strange tone, she still gratefully rubbed against her brother's chest. With two soft breasts pressing against his chest, Bai Jingming blushed. "Little sister, you're too close..." He gently pushed his sister away and began chanting the True Transformation Heart-Cleansing Mantra. "Hmph, you big blockhead! I'm ignoring you!" Bai Jingling snorted and turned to leave. "Oh my~ Immortal Master Bai, what are you doing? A beauty is throwing herself into your arms, and you're pushing her away?" "Hmph...She's my sister. How could I have any improper thoughts?" Bai Jingming said seriously, rubbing his aching temples. It wasn't the Demon Lord's teasing, but rather that in recent years, he himself had noticed his younger sister's feelings for him... had changed a bit, like excessive attachment or even infatuation. Bai Jingming was naturally fair-skinned, with a handsome face and clear, bright eyes; a folding fan, a long sword, and a pot of tea—he possessed the air of a refined scholar. Many female disciples from the four immortal peaks admired him, and he knew his limits. But his younger sister's gaze towards him wasn't proper, which was a big problem. Of course, this was just speculation; he couldn't very well call a girl into his room and ask, "Do you like your brother? Absolutely not!" Headache, headache. Just thinking about this made Bai Jingming's head feel hot, while the Demon Lord kept urging him to return to the Elegant Bamboo Residence. Although he didn't know the Demon Lord's intentions, he also wanted to go back and brew tea, so he complied. Yazhu Xiaoju, nestled within a bamboo grove atop Sword Cultivation Peak, is a humble abode with the air of a recluse. Bai Jingming peeked through the curtains into the inner room, where a beautiful woman with long hair, dressed in a black brocade dress with crane and dragon motifs, was bending over, wiping the tea table. The Demon Lord glanced around, clicking his tongue in disdain, and spoke in a whisper only Bai Jingming could hear. "Master Bai, your room is really shabby. There's just a broken table and a bed, nothing but a few windows." Bai Jingming merely responded with a nasal sound. He came from a poor background, disliking gold and silver, loving only this pot of clear, flowing tea. The beautiful woman deftly recognized the footsteps behind her and turned around happily to look at Bai Jingming. "Master~ You've come out of seclusion~" "Yes, thank you for your hard work, Hongshu." Wei Hongshu agreed and quickly helped her master to sit in a rattan chair. Then she turned to brew tea, and Bai Jingming gazed at his eldest disciple's exquisite face. Unlike her younger sister, Bai Jingling possessed a more tranquil and charming aura, while Wei Hongshu exuded the allure of a mature woman. With her graceful bearing, beautiful appearance, and rosy cheeks, she was a natural beauty—how could anyone resist her? The Demon Lord, however, stared intently at her voluptuous buttocks. Although the brocade dress tightly bound her erogenous zones, effectively concealing her curves, it also subtly accentuated her alluring figure. The Demon Lord chuckled wickedly, "I thought Master Bai was truly a gentleman, but who knew he was keeping a mistress in this little pavilion!" "Bah! Don't slander her! Hongshu is merely a disciple of my Sword Cultivation Peak, occasionally... occasionally helping me tidy up the house." Though called a disciple, Hongshu was actually almost the same age as him, perhaps even a few days older. It was only because Master Wuliang had taken him as a disciple that, according to seniority, she addressed him as "Master." Her skills were not much different from his own. It wasn't that Bai Jingming was being modest. Before his secluded cultivation, he had sparred with Hong Shu several times, winning by narrow margins each time, which made him hesitant to let her have even a single move now. Such a divine beauty, intelligent and respectful of her teacher, was someone you couldn't find even with a lantern. If it weren't for her presence, he might have burst out laughing. Just as Bai Jingming was basking in his self-admiration, the Demon Lord suddenly spoke, "Not bad, her next target is her. Think of a way to spank her." Huh? Bai Jingming was filled with question marks. Are you kidding me, Peach-Buttock Demon Lord? "I don't have time for jokes. Keep an eye on her, catch her misbehaving, summon her alone, and give her a good beating." But you big idiot! This is my precious disciple! You think you can just hit her like that? Don't I have any dignity left? Bai Jingming's face turned deathly pale with anger. Wei Hongshu, holding a tea set, stepped forward. "Master, Master? You look terrible." "...It's alright," Bai Jingming could only manage a weak smile to appease his beautiful disciple. Wei Hongshu assumed her master was tired from his seclusion and went to ask for some calming drinks to feed him. Bai Jingming was about to stop her. "Let her go. If she sleeps outdoors, it will only affect our plans." "..." Bai Jingming could only watch her leave. "What should we do next?" Bai Jingming took a sip of Bishui Dongliu. Wei Hongshu had a faint floral fragrance about her, and after she brewed the tea, even Bishui Dongliu had a unique flavor. "You need to take the first step. Since you are a beginner, you can do it by hand, but to be on the safe side, I will guide you to make some tools." "Tools?" Bai Jingming was clearly interested. He put down his teacup and listened to the Demon Lord's explanation. "Yes~ tools for cleaning the buttocks. You need to make 36 Heavenly Gang tools and 72 Earthly Fiend tools." Good heavens! "This spanking tool is more numerous than all the magical treasures of my four immortal peaks combined." "Is this necessary? Can't I just use my hands?" "Yes, you can tame a newbie like your sister with a palm strike, but what if you're facing more people at the same time?" Why the hell would I spank so many people?! Bai Jingming suppressed his urge to complain. "What should I do?" "The first tool should be something you find on the spot. Go to your bamboo grove and cut down a few bamboo stalks." Bai Jingming asked and then got up, heading towards the bamboo grove outside. This bamboo grove wasn't a small ornamental bamboo species; it was just named that. Each stalk was large enough to be seen, and under the emerald green, one could only hear voices but not see the people. Following the Demon Lord's advice, Bai Jingming selected a slender, emerald green bamboo section. This wasn't grown from a spring bamboo shoot, but from a bamboo rhizome that had been growing for several years. It appeared exceptionally slender, unlike the thick branches of ordinary bamboo, but each section was exceptionally tough, making it perfect for spanking a young girl's pert buttocks. Bai Jingming deftly wielded his Longquan sword, plucking a jade strip less than two feet long. The freshly cut bamboo still had many rough edges, which Bai Jingming carefully trimmed with the Longquan sword. Only after confirming there were no barbs or rough edges did he breathe a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to put the bamboo strip into his bag, the Demon Lord spoke again. "You're done with that?" Huh? Bai Jingming examined the bamboo strip again, confirming it was perfect, and nodded. The Demon Lord then began to explain the intricacies involved. It turned out that the bamboo strip had to be roasted and sun-dried after being cut to completely dry out the moisture. Then, a layer of lacquer was applied to the outside, making it more than ten times stronger than before, impervious to even the strongest blows. "You mean I should start drying it now? How long will it take?" "At least 15 days, at most several months. It must be brought in on every rainy day, and then dried for another three days on a sunny day." Bai Jingming felt his head spinning; this was even more laborious than refining elixirs for talisman cultivators. "Can you be a little more indirect?" Knowing he disliked trouble, the Demon Lord reluctantly taught him another move, the "Chongli Flame Palm." Chongli refers to Zhu Rong, the ancient Flame Emperor. Mastering this palm technique allows one to emanate an invisible flame from their palm. Bai Jingming had only just grasped the first level, able to use his true energy to catalyze a continuous stream of hot air from his palm. In less than the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the bamboo strip, its color resembling jade, was completely devoid of moisture, as tough as metal. Bai Jingming accepted the bamboo strip, but the Demon Lord spoke again. "The Chongli Flame Palm I just taught you is a rare, superior divine skill. Once you cultivate it to the thirty-fifth level, even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would be incinerated by this palm strike." Wait, wait! Thirty-five levels? Good heavens! Aren't most martial arts divine skills only nine or ten levels? Good grief, thirty-five levels right off the bat. "So... how easy is it to cultivate?" Bai Jingming was still concerned about this. If it was easy, he could simply cultivate diligently for a few years and reach the ninety levels. Even if he didn't become a Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would have no worries about cultivation in the mortal realm. "It's not difficult, but it's not simple either. This Chongli Flame Palm only has one form..."The method of cultivation involves spanking a young girl's buttocks. The first level requires ten spanks, the second a hundred, the third a thousand, and so on. "Alright, alright, I still want to cultivate to ninety levels, but this fourth level requires tens of thousands. Leaving aside whether any girl could withstand it, I'd probably die from exhaustion after finishing it all." "It's not like I'm telling you to finish it all at once! Idiot! Different women can be spanked together." Oh, that scare me to death. So, according to you, men can't be used? "Indeed, women are of the yin nature, so cultivating the yang palm technique is perfect for them." Indeed, some techniques require reversing the natural order of things, and Bai Jingming naturally knew this principle."What's next?" "Next?" The Demon Lord smiled wickedly. "We'll drink tea and play music, waiting for your little sister to walk right into our trap~" Chapter Two: "Regarding the matter that if my female disciple finds me holding my naked sister on a chair, my cultivation career will probably be over." Bai Jingming rolled his eyes and began talking to the Demon Lord in his mind. "Let me make this clear beforehand: if you dare to hurt her, I will reseal you back into the seal no matter what method I use!" You might need to become stronger, Immortal Master Bai~ And I make no guarantees~ Upon hearing the Demon Lord say such a thing, Bai Jingming almost slammed his fist on the table. "What do you mean by that?!" The Demon Lord replied to Bai Jingming unhurriedly, even with a somewhat casual tone. Immortal Master Bai~ Calm down, calm down, this handsome face is about to get wrinkles~ First, your sister is not a child, she is in the prime of her youth. Who can guarantee that removing her skirt and clothes won't hurt her? Second, how can something that hits you be without injury? "I can only say I controlled my strength to prevent your sister from getting too badly hurt, but the slapping still had some effect. If you have any concerns, Immortal Master, I'll simply take a break and let you handle it yourself. I don't think it'll cause any major problems anyway. Secondly, this immortal path is ethereal, and meeting me is a great fortune. If you don't believe me, you can ask around. A good spanking can greatly improve one's cultivation. Where else in the world can you find such a cheap deal?" Bai Jingming's face darkened. This demon was clever enough to tell him to do it. He doted on his little sister so much, how could he bring himself to do it? Besides, where was he supposed to ask? He stopped someone and asked, "I have a special method for improving cultivation. Would you like to practice it?" Putting aside whether he could afford to lose face, Misty Peak certainly couldn't afford to lose face like that. After thinking it over, he realized he had fallen into the trap from the moment he let him go. He could only sigh and give up. "Alright, alright, I'm no match for your eloquence. Just do as you say." "No rush, no rush. Let's have a pot of warm wine to soothe our throats." Bai Jingming picked up the tea set and took a sip. "No wine, but we have a cup of fragrant tea. Hongshu, bring the tea." The female disciple who was busy nearby turned around quickly. "Master, it's just the two of us in this room. Who should we brew it for?" Oh no! Bai Jingming suddenly remembered that outsiders couldn't see the Demon Lord. Now that the Demon Lord had entered his body, he could only sense his form and spirit. It seemed he had to be careful when talking to him, or others would think that the peak master of the Sword Cultivation Peak had lost his mind from cultivation. The Demon Lord suddenly detached himself from his body and reached out to snatch the teacup. Bai Jingming saw this and calmly tapped the back of his hand with the jade ruler, making him cry out in pain and pull his hand back. Logically speaking, this Demon Lord was originally in a primordial spirit state, but after entering Bai Jingming's body and establishing a connection with him, even Bai Jingming was secretly surprised that he could actually hit a wandering primordial spirit. "Master Bai, you're so stingy! You said you'd see tea, but you're still reluctant to part with it. What's the reason for this?" The Demon Lord rubbed his fair hand, revealing a red mark. It wasn't that Bai Jingming was heartless; it was just that the Jade Ruler, heated by the Chongli Flame Palm, was already incredibly powerful. Combined with Bai Jingming's pure Yang body, which suppressed demons and spirits, the fourfold restraint naturally had a remarkable effect. Bai Jingming chuckled, feigning seriousness, and said, "I'm not used to drinking from the same cup. I'll have Hongshu get you a different cup." The Demon Lord looked at the tea leaves floating in the cup with annoyance. "You actually hit me for this lousy tea?" Bai Jingming smiled without answering. He raised the fragrant tea and took a sip; the aroma was enough for him to appreciate. The Azure Water flows eastward, and on the immortal mountain where Misty Peak and Azure Water Palace meet, there are dozens of tea trees. The tea is fragrant and mellow, and when brewed with snowmelt water, it can detoxify all poisons. Regular consumption can prolong life. The local tea farmers harvest the spring tea, and the first batch is always offered to the chief peak master of Misty Peak and the palace master of Azure Water Palace. As for why it ended up on Sword Cultivation Peak, the reason is unknown. You, the readers, know the reason, but don't spread it. That night, the night was hazy. Sword Cultivation Peak is located at the top of the four immortal peaks. As soon as night falls, it is shrouded in mist, like a fairyland. In the wispy clouds, a slender finger parted the green bamboo and looked towards the Elegant Bamboo Residence. Her brother was playing the zither under the moon. Hehe, it's a good time to tease her. Bai Jingling tiptoed behind Bai Jingming, and with a flick of her wrist, her small, exquisite hand captured her brother's eyes. Bai Jingming felt something soft pressing against his spine and knew who it was. He chuckled to himself, continuing to strum the strings of his zither. Seeing her brother's calm demeanor, Bai Jingling called out in a high-pitched voice, "Bai Jingming, why are you summoning such a beautiful young woman in the middle of the night? What are you up to?!" "Little sister is even more mischievous, teasing her brother," Bai Jingling replied playfully, withdrawing her hand and walking directly to Bai Jingming. She took her brother's hand; though handsome, his hands were calloused from years of sword and zither practice. Bai Jingling stroked his hand tenderly. "Could you...not work so hard, brother?" Bai Jingming carefully examined his sister. She had changed out of her training clothes and was now wearing a plain white fairy-like dress, her hair styled with a pearl hairpin, exuding a certain moonlit beauty. He wondered when she had grown from a girl into the beauty she was now. Bai Jingming couldn't understand why, despite his diligent cultivation and constant consideration for his sister, she had grown into a stunning beauty without his noticing. "Silly girl," he said, "the path to immortality is arduous. How can one escape hardship? When I attain enlightenment, you too can enjoy immortal bliss. Haven't you heard the saying, 'When one attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven'?" Bai Jingming reached out and brushed his sister's bangs, carrying a delicate orchid fragrance. Bai Jingling pouted, looking pitiful, and said, "Then...then let's not cultivate immortality anymore, okay? Let's find a secluded mountain forest and live together, okay?" "Little sister..." Bai Jingming looked into his sister's eyes, closed them, and recalled that rainy night. "I became an immortal to prevent such tragedies from happening again, to prevent more people from being displaced." Seeing her brother's tightly closed eyes and slightly furrowed brows, Bai Jingling knew she couldn't persuade him and could only sigh. "Very well, brother, your ambition is lofty. I won't say much more. What was the guidance you mentioned earlier?" Bai Jingming looked up at his younger sister again, secretly seeking advice from the Demon Lord. Seeing that his brother was stuck at the crucial moment, the Demon Lord didn't hesitate. He directly took over, and Bai Jingming convulsed as the Demon Lord possessed his body. Bai Jingling, however, was completely unaware and nervously held her brother's hand, asking questions. But then she saw Bai Jingming reveal a strange smile, unlike his usual serious demeanor. "Good sister, why don't you have a match with me?" "Huh?!" Bai Jingling's eyes widened. I must have a death wish to challenge you, the peak master of the Sword Cultivation Peak. My brother knows his own strength; defeating me would be a piece of cake. "I'll give you a handicap. If you defeat me, I'll take you for a trip down the mountain." These words excited Bai Jingling. "Is this for real? No way, another trip to some desolate place to absorb the essence of heaven and earth!" This blockhead! I finally managed to get the peak master's permission to go down the mountain, and he actually took me to a meditation hall next to the Immortal Peak to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. I was so angry that I ignored him for days. Now he actually offered to take me sightseeing. "Yes, I'll take you to the capital to see the prosperity of the dynasty~ provided that~ you can beat me~" Bai Jingming's eyes narrowed into slits, and a tempting smile appeared on his lips. Bai Jingling didn't think much of it and summoned her magic weapon, the "Jade Ruyi," to throw at her brother. With the move "Five Elements Wealth Direction - Abundant Wealth," endless gold and silver treasures appeared out of thin air before Bai Jingming's eyes. It turned out to be an illusion; anyone who wasn't a cultivator with a calm mind would be blinded by the lure of money. Bai Jingming gently waved his hand, clearing away the sea of money. And his sister had already silently appeared behind him. "Five Elements Wealth Direction - Bringing in Wealth and Treasure!" The jade ruyi scepter suddenly gleamed with golden light and hurtled towards Bai Jingming's face. Just as it was about to strike, Bai Jingming remained calm, unleashing a move called "Starry Sky Primordial Chaos: Heavenly Mansion Star Shift." Within the Southern Dipper's lifeblood, Heavenly Mansion greatly enhances one's agility, and Heavenly Mansion Star Shift can instantly amplify one's speed several times over. Bai Jingling only felt a gust of wind pass by; her brother was already behind her, his kick landing precisely before her. Turning around, he was utterly shameless! It turned out that Bai Jingming's kick was intended for her shapely buttocks, but it didn't land. His toes lightly touched her buttocks, his white boot grazing her bottom, eliciting a disgruntled moan from the girl. "Looks like my skills aren't quite there yet~ I think I should practice more on the mountain~" "Ooh! No, no! Brother's lightness skill is superb. If you let me have another kick, I'll definitely beat you!" Bai Jingling quickly whined. Bai Jingming found it amusing. Giving me two kicks meant I could only stand still and take the beating. The Demon Lord readily agreed, "It's possible, but if you still can't win, little sister, it must be because you haven't practiced enough. I'll have to punish you then!" "Hmph~ Brother underestimates me too much! Be careful, don't get flattened by my Jade Ruyi!" Bai Jingling cultivated the Way of Wealth of the True Lord of the Mysterious Altar. One of its moves, "Bringing in Wealth and Treasure," directly strengthens magical artifacts, providing a bonus based on the caster's wealth. Unfortunately, Bai Jingling wasn't exactly wealthy, otherwise, a single Jade Ruyi could split mountains and shatter rocks, and Bai Jingming wouldn't have been so easily defeated. Bai Jingling used "Bringing in Wealth and Treasure" again, and the jade Ruyi, with its jade body, instantly became extraordinarily rich and magnificent, rushing towards Bai Jingming. The same trick again, did she expect me not to dodge? Bai Jingming gripped his Dragon Spring sword, ready for battle. The Left Assistant in the Big Dipper's Life Gate had protective abilities, so he wasn't afraid of a direct attack. But then his sister stopped, unleashing the Five Elements Wealth Method: A Thousand Gold Throws! The jade ruyi in his hand hurtled towards his chest like an arrow. Already enhanced once, and further amplified by the "thousand-gold-dollar throw," the jade ruyi possessed extraordinary power, like a small meteorite; directly withstanding this blow was clearly not an option."Perhaps." Bai Jingming thought to himself, "This is bad." He wanted to get up and dodge, but his body had already been taken over by the Demon Lord. He opened his hand and snatched the handle of the jade ruyi, forcibly neutralizing the force without leaving a single external injury. The "thousand-gold throw" was meant to be a trump card, a way to attack a powerful enemy. If he couldn't defeat the enemy in one move, losing the weapon would surely make him vulnerable to the enemy. Seeing that her brother had already grasped the weapon, Bai Jingling was still unwilling to give up and launched a flurry of punches and kicks. Bai Jingming took it as his sister's playful punches. "Quick, give it back to me!" Bai Jingming let his sister hit him for a while, and only after he was exhausted did he use the "Starry Sky Mixed Yuan - Weapon Breaking" move. It was originally a weapon-removing move used to capture the opponent's weapon by breaking the enemy's vital point. Now that he was unarmed, he naturally grabbed his sister's arm and wouldn't let go no matter how much she struggled. Bai Jingming asked leisurely, "Do you admit defeat?" "...I lost. Brother is still the better one." Seeing that she couldn't struggle, Bai Jingling could only admit defeat and then put away her jade ruyi. Bai Jingming looked at his sister and said, "Then the punishment we agreed on~" He took out a jade ruler as he spoke. Bai Jingling reluctantly stretched out her delicate wrist and opened her jade palm, thinking that she was going to be hit on the hand; she had been hit by the peak master occasionally, and the feeling was indeed unpleasant, but her brother shouldn't be too harsh... right? "Pfft, what are you doing? I won't hit your hand. Come inside." Bai Jingling nodded, not noticing that her brother was slightly different from before, and followed him into the elegant bamboo house. It was late, and Wei Hongshu had been sent off to rest by Bai Jingming under some pretext. Bai Jingling looked at the neatly arranged room and knew who had tidied it up. Her brother had been in seclusion and hadn't had time to do so, so only the eldest disciple would do such a thing. She asked sourly, "Did Sister Wei tidy up for Brother again? Brother is so lucky." "Little sister, why do you talk to your brother like that?" "...Yes, it's not Brother's fault. I don't know what a disciple is thinking, caring so much about his master." Bai Jingming was secretly shocked, wondering why his usually well-behaved little sister would say such a thing. He wanted to say a few words of comfort, but the Demon Lord suppressed his emotions. "Little sister, how can you talk about your senior sister like that?" "...A senior sister who seduces her own master! I don't approve of that!" Bai Jingling burst out, throwing herself into her brother's arms, crying with tears streaming down her face. Yes, she had known for a long time that Sister Wei was the same age as her brother, and the two were a perfect match. With her cultivation level, she could never possibly outdo Sister Wei… But after the news spread throughout Immortal Peak, she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken, and seeing this scene today only made it harder to suppress her emotions. Bai Jingming stroked his sister's hair and gently patted her back to prevent her from sobbing uncontrollably. He had brought her up the mountain, but rarely interacted with her; Hong Shu was the one who took care of him more often. No wonder his little sister was making strange noises. He wanted to explain, but the Demon Lord suppressed his emotions. So she's not your sister after all! Crying like this, aren't you going to comfort her?! Bai Jingming cursed inwardly. The Demon Lord smiled slyly, "Little sister, don't cry~ Red eyes aren't pretty~" "Hmph… Anyway, I'm just not as good as Sister Wei, right?" Bai Jingling sullenly huddled against his chest, seeking the warmth of her brother's embrace. The Demon Lord didn't hold back. He manipulated Bai Jingming, placing his hand on his sister's beautiful buttocks. Bai Jingling twitched slightly but said nothing, seemingly accepting the caress with tacit agreement. Seeing his sister's silence, Bai Jingming cupped her rounded breasts in his hands. Bai Jingling gasped softly, her face already flushed, as if her brother had suddenly become aware of her. She buried her face even deeper, too shy to show it. Seeing the opportunity, Bai Jingming released her breasts and raised his hand. His palm struck the beauty's buttocks like a thunderclap. Ouch! The sudden pain jolted Bai Jingling back from her reverie. She looked up at her brother in surprise, not fully understanding what was happening, before a second slap landed, stinging her buttocks. "What...what are you doing, brother?" Bai Jingling trembled slightly after the pain, a few more tears welling up in her eyes that had just stopped. Seeing his younger sister's pitiful appearance, Bai Jingming desperately wanted to possess her body and hold her in his arms to comfort her, but unfortunately, possessed by the Demon Lord, he was completely powerless to move. Bai Jingming slowly spoke, "Little sister, do you remember the punishment we just talked about?" "Punishment...punishment?" As if she didn't understand, Bai Jingling murmured, repeating the two words to herself. *Smack!* The pain on her buttocks pulled her back to reality. Bai Jingling looked at her brother in fear, "Brother...could it be that the punishment is..." *Smack!* Ugh! This slap seemed to shatter her last remaining illusion. It was like...

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