Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

In a corner of the cave mansion, True Monarch Qinglian blushed and disappeared shortly after.

On the path of Cultivating Immortality, cultivators must pursue cultivation.

What is the Dao?

All things, everything, can be the Dao.

On the road to immortality, whether orthodox cultivators or demonic cultivators, they must adhere to the Daoxin.

Daoxin is a shackle.

Orthodox cultivators spend their lives reinforcing this shackle, letting it control their desires, thoughts, and emotions in order to live meaningfully;

Demonic cultivators spend their lives breaking these shackles, releasing their desires, feelings, and emotions in order to live happily.

Orthodox cultivators easily lose their persistence in upholding the Daoxin and become hypocrites;

Demonic cultivators miss themselves when breaking the Daoxin and drown in desire.

In their interactions, Lu Xuanji is undoubtedly an orthodox gentleman, overly righteous, appearing excessively just.

This is both a good thing and a bad thing.

He tried to take a closer look but was intercepted, unable to see the details, just a mist.

In the mist, all vision became blurred, chaotic, and unknowable.

...

Intoxicated, not knowing the way home.

After an unknown time, Lu Xuanji opened his eyes, his spirit somewhat dazed.

Recalling the absurd events just now, he couldn't help but blush, yet after the blush came a faint joy.

Within the human spirit, a demon is imprisoned. Occasionally letting the demon out to breathe is quite good.

A moment later, the woman to his left awoke, her lashes slightly fluttering, trembling lightly, just about to open, but at the moment of opening, closed again.

I'm still sleeping.

I haven't woken up yet.

As long as I haven't woken, the world is dark.

Long Xuan comforted herself like this, deceiving herself.

"Long Xuan, stop pretending to sleep!"

Lu Xuanji laughed, lowered his head gently and kissed her forehead lightly.

"I won't pretend anymore!"

Long Xuan fiercely said, was about to get up and leave, but as she got up, her mouth was blocked.

Instinctively closing her eyes, her body tensed immediately, clearly having experienced this yesterday, she was still extremely shy, recalling yesterday's scenes, her face still burning, heart pounding.

Amidst the tension, there was joy inside.

"Hong Fu, you shouldn't pretend to sleep either!"

At this moment, accompanied by the opening of the cave mansion's door.

Qinglian stood at the door, looking at them ambiguously, a glint of envy in her star-like eyes, seductive with cunning, a blush adding a touch of alluring magic to her face.

Long Xuan looked at this mistress, a hint of admiration and infatuation flashed in her eyes.

This is the true mistress.

In her girlhood, she followed the mistress.

At that time, the mistress was the eldest lady of the Jin Family, also a female demon, playful and carefree, loving to tease others, happy and carefree; but after the Jin Family's demise, this mistress became somber, no longer smiling, burdened with worries.

But now, seeing the mistress smile again.

Qinglian gently smiled, looking at the traces on the bed with Long Xuan and Hong Fu, the tantalizing scent lingering, an expression of joy in their brows, she couldn't help but say, "It's time to get up, haha..."

...

On the tall building, nearby a creek flows, in the distance, white clouds drift.

Sitting by the window, Qinglian's jade-like hand resting her chin, her eyes sparkling with charming allure.

Long Xuan approached with a tea tray, gently placed it on the table, and stood beside it.

Lu Xuanji lifted the teacup, brought it to his lips for a delicate taste, quietly watching Qinglian, as if admiring a piece of absolute art.

"Is sister pretty?"

Qinglian chuckled softly, enchanting and alluring in her eyes, holiness carrying a touch of charm, captivating the heart.

An innate allure in her bones, set off by the radiant pure ice light, adding charm, both sacred and serene making one dare not disrespect, yet maturely seductive, mesmerizingly captivating.

Lu Xuanji: "..."

Can't praise!

Can't praise!

Some people, when praised, drift to the skies.

Even though the woman before him is beautiful, her charms blooming, endless grace, still can't praise.

"I really like your current expression..."

Qinglian brushed her hair, smiled gently.

Her sweet laugh, every gesture and movement, exuding endless charm.

"If only I could stay here forever, leisurely and carefree, what a delight!" Lu Xuanji looked to the distance, beyond clouds and blue sky, endless slaughter and death.

In this world, there is no paradise, often the more one avoids, the more one can't escape.

Qinglian said, "I can't forget the Jin Family's hatred!"

Lu Xuanji said, "I must go!"

"Ah..." Qinglian's slight surprise, "Now, many want to kill you. Don't be fooled by Xi Yue's elimination of two Nascent Soul Great Demons, they were lower in realm, weaker in strength. Those strong Nascent Soul Great Demons fear being attacked together, dare not come here."

"But if you leave here, it will be very dangerous, very dangerous!"

"Endlessly hiding, has little meaning for me. I plan to move around outside, seek some adventures, unwind. Continuing hard cultivation isn't very useful."

Qinglian said, "I'll accompany you. Alone outside isn't safe!"

"No!" Lu Xuanji bluntly refused, "If you leave, who will guard Purple Sun Mountain?"

Qinglian silently said, "Then be careful!"

"During this century, my destiny is at its peak, as long as I don't leave Chu Country, as long as I'm not overly flamboyant, I'm quite safe!" Lu Xuanji laughed, "Wandering outside for a few years, I'll return home!"

"I'll wait for you!"

Qinglian said.