Xing Yao transformed into a blur of afterimages and pulled Li Ze’s soul into the spear’s unique inner space.
When Li Ze opened his eyes, it was as if he were standing beneath a dazzling starry sky.
The space was vast and empty, containing only a soft, plush bed.
Xing Yao sat on Li Ze’s lap, wrapping her arms around his neck as she said: “Young Master, your soul can dual-cultivate with mine. It can also repair your soul.”
Suddenly, Li Ze was pushed down onto the bed.
Her full, smooth, pale chest pressed against him, and a pair of brilliant eyes stared straight into his.
Her right hand gently caressed him.
“Young Master, do you like it?”
“How can you prove that dual cultivation with you can repair my soul?”
Xing Yao leaned closer, her lips nearly brushing his ear, her voice sultry.
“Young Master’s bloodline is compatible with Xing Yao, and your soul is naturally compatible with mine as well. When two compatible souls dual-cultivate, they can repair each other’s souls and increase their completeness!”
As she spoke, even the sound of her breathing could be heard clearly.
At that moment, Li Ze felt a surge of heat rising uncontrollably within his body.
His nose betrayed him, and blood began to flow.
“Young Master~”
“What’s wrong with you?”
Xing Yao pressed herself over him, supporting herself with one hand while holding a cloth in the other, carefully leaning in to wipe the blood from Li Ze’s nose.
Looking at her moist, inviting lips so close to him, Li Ze could no longer endure it.
He pushed her away and stood up, leaving the space.
“Eh, Young Master~ don’t go!”
“We haven’t even started yet!”
Inside the sea of consciousness, Cai Xiaonuo asked, “Senior, what’s wrong? You’re sweating all over.”
“It’s nothing. The weather’s just a bit hot.”
(๑•̌.•̑๑)ˀ̣ˀ̣ “Isn’t it winter right now? How could it be hot?”
He didn’t answer, reattaching himself to the body and leaving the sea of consciousness.
Inside the stone cave, the young girl sat cross-legged atop a rock, a beam of light illuminating her face.
Soul dual cultivation can repair the soul?
I’ve never heard of such a thing in my memories.
She’s in such a hurry… could it be that she’s using dual cultivation as a pretext to seize my soul, forcibly merge with it, and become one?
By doing so, she could break free from the shackles of being a weapon spirit and gain true freedom!!
Li Ze seemed to reach an epiphany.
“That was close. I almost fell for it.”
At this moment, outside the stone cave—
A man in a black robe from Zhuizhu Peak spoke respectfully:
“Senior Brother, this woman has advanced from the fifth tier to the sixth tier in just two months. And she frequently comes down the mountain to this place.”
Another man with a lecherous appearance said, “Could there be some treasure inside that helps raise cultivation?”
“My strength is only at the fifth tier, so I lack confidence. That’s why I specifically brought Senior Brother here. I only ask that you share the treasure with me.”
The other man curled his lips into a grin.
“Of course. Senior Brother will share the treasure with you according to our agreement!”
Two crisp footsteps echoed within the stone cave.
When the lecherous man saw the girl’s striking beauty, his smile became even more obscene.
His greedy gaze swept over the cross-legged girl.
Her pure, delicate features appeared even more pristine under the dim cave light, igniting wicked desire in his heart.
He licked his dry, cracked lips and lowered his voice as he spoke to the fifth-tier junior beside him: “A treasure? Isn’t there a perfect treasure right in front of us? Heh heh… Junior Brother, I’ll gladly accept this great gift of yours. As for sharing… the dead don’t need treasures.”
Before the words had even finished leaving his mouth, killing intent flashed in his eyes as the pressure of the seventh tier of the Spirit Realm erupted!
With a flick of his finger, three poison-coated needles shot out like cold stars, silent and deadly, aimed at vicious angles—clearly meant to kill the fifth-tier junior in a single strike and monopolize everything.
“Senior Brother, you—!”
The junior was horrified beyond belief.
He never imagined the helper he invited would strike him first!
He hurriedly tried to activate a defensive artifact, but it was already too late.
The poisoned needles struck after they were launched, piercing his throat and chest with deadly precision.
He didn’t even have time to scream—his face frozen in disbelief and terror.
His body collapsed limply to the ground, dead in an instant, the light in his eyes rapidly fading.
The lecherous senior’s cruel smile remained as his gaze locked onto the white-robed girl sitting cross-legged.
The dim cave light outlined her slender figure.
Her near-defenseless stillness made her seem even more alluring and easy to control in his eyes.
“Little beauty, you really know how to pick a place to cultivate in peace out here in the wilderness.”
Rubbing his hands together, he stepped closer, deliberately releasing the pressure of his seventh-tier Spirit Realm cultivation to intimidate her and crush any will to resist.
“What a pity—running into me. Your peaceful cultivation is about to turn into pleasure…”
The girl slowly opened her eyes and spoke: “Yes!!!”
The girl forced a smile onto her face, deliberately revealing her long legs beneath her skirt.
“Big brother, come and have some fun with little sister!”
This made the lecherous man’s lust burn even fiercer, as if about to erupt.
He slowly let down his guard.
“What a sensible little beauty!”
He spoke while spreading his arms, wanting to embrace the girl.
“Then let big brother take good~ care of you…”
The perverted senior brother’s hands were about to touch the girl’s shoulders, the obscene desire in his eyes nearly overflowing.
He was completely immersed in the fantasy of imminent success, having no defense against the “soft and delicate” prey before him.
Just as his fingertips were only an inch away from the girl’s clothing.
Pfft!
A very soft, yet exceptionally clear sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out.
The ferocious grin on the perverted senior brother’s face instantly froze.
He slowly looked down and saw the tip of a cyan sword protruding straight from the location of his dantian and qi sea.
Scorching hot blood gushed out along the blood groove on the sword blade, rapidly staining the clothes around his waist.
Excruciating pain and the debilitating feeling of his cultivation being instantly destroyed overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
He opened his mouth, but could only produce a wheezing, air-leaking sound.
The strength in his body was drained in an instant.
The seductive smile had long vanished from the girl’s face, replaced only by icy indifference.
The cyan sword was pulled out smoothly, bringing forth a spray of blood.
The perverted senior brother’s legs could no longer support his body.
With a thud, he knelt on the ground, his hands clutching uselessly at the bloody hole in his abdomen, his eyes glazed over and filled with regret.
A seemingly Spirit Realm sixth-stage girl, completely unguarded… why was her strike so precise, ruthless, and swift, so fast that he, a seventh-stage cultivator, didn’t even have a moment to react?
Li Ze, controlling Cai Xiaonuo’s body, didn’t even glance at the convulsing senior brother on the ground, as if he had merely swatted a fly.
He moved fluidly to the side of the already dead fifth-stage junior brother, and with similar decisiveness, delivered a supplementary strike to a vital point, ensuring complete death.
“Hmph, killing each other saves trouble anyway.”
Li Ze’s cold voice resonated in the sea of consciousness, both a mockery of the scene before him and a statement of the cruel laws of the cultivation world.
Cai Xiaonuo’s voice, carrying a trace of lingering fear and confusion, sounded in the sea of consciousness: “Senior… he… they just wanted to… that was really close!”
(╹⚇╹?): “But senior, you were… so amazing just now! But why did you have to act… act like that?”
“Show weakness to the enemy, strike where they are unprepared. Dealing with this sort of trash saves time and effort.”
Li Ze explained simply, his tone devoid of any ripple.
Just then, Xing Yao’s lazy, amused voice drifted leisurely in the sea of consciousness: “Young master refused me earlier, yet acted that scene out with such input dedication~ That sweet, delicate ‘big brother’ made this one’s heart tremble.”
Li Ze’s movements stiffened almost imperceptibly, a faint trace of awkwardness flashing across his face.
He retorted somewhat irritably in the sea of consciousness: “Be quiet, that was tactics!”
Cai Xiaonuo also couldn’t help but mutter softly: “Sister Xing Yao! Senior was dealing with bad people! And… and talking like that is so embarrassing (///▽///)”
Xing Yao giggled lightly, ceasing her teasing, but that sense of mischievousness seemed to linger in the sea of consciousness.
The Purple Soul Banner emerged from the sleeve.
The young woman chanted an incantation, and the souls of the two were extracted, subsequently refined and absorbed to restore her own spirit.
He skillfully searched the two bodies, looting their storage pouches and any valuable items.
“In the cultivation world, showing mercy to enemies is being cruel to yourself. Remember that.”
Soon, Li Ze found several hundred spirit stones, some pills and talismans, and an inner disciple identity token representing the lecherous senior brother’s status from his storage pouch.
With a flick of his finger, two fire talismans shot out, landing on the two corpses.
Fierce flames rapidly ignited, incinerating the bodies and the bloodstains on the ground completely.
She closed her eyes and sat cross-legged, once again breathing in spiritual energy.
Various kinds of spiritual energy gathered around her body.
“Break!”
Li Ze opened his eyes: “Done it, Spirit Realm seventh stage!”
“Alright, Xing Yao has also been recovering for over two months now, and I’ve broken through to the seventh stage.”
“This place has been discovered. We can no longer stay here.”
Because the Yin Yang Sect forbids setting up private Spirit Gathering Arrays; violators will be executed.
Li Ze finished dealing with the scene and prepared to leave.
He looked up towards the direction of the Yin Yang Sect, his gaze becoming profound.
The sect’s grand competition was approaching.
That “regardless of life or death” rule… perhaps… could become an opportunity for him to accelerate the recovery of his spirit?
As for the sect rewards, Li Ze didn’t care much, because he already had his long spear.
The flight formation beneath his feet lit up with a glow, and he quickly vanished above the dense forest, leaving behind the stone cave, cleaned spotlessly as if nothing had ever happened.