Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

He killed Wen Zhixing, Wen Miner too, and turned Zhang Tiancheng into a puppet.

But one can't very well strike at the dead, can they?

Everyone who heard this frowned.

What exactly is going on here?

"Wait, Wang hasn't shown up at all; could he have been cursed too?"

Just then, Liu Qingdai suddenly widened her round eyes.

"It's possible!"

Bai Luqiu was also startled. Indeed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be absent until now.

"Let's go and check on him!"

Bai Luqiu's eyebrows furrowed, and she promptly summoned a seven-colored auspicious cloud, pulling Liu Qingdai along as they departed.

As for Mu Yunqing, the injured one, they left him behind.

"Wang Shouzhen..."

Mu Yunqing, already frustrated, now felt even worse.

Hey! I'm a heavily wounded man right here; can't you show a little concern?

A dense malice flashed fleetingly in his eyes.

Hua Yourong watched all this silently, her eyes suddenly brightening.

Ah ha. This Mu Yunqing seems to harbor quite some resentment. People from the Righteous Sun Sect are not so united after all. This is actually good news.

「Elsewhere.」

[You have cursed Mu Yunqing with the Unfounded Curse. Your target is half a step into the Divine Communication Realm; he sustained minor injuries, while you were gravely wounded.]

[Your body is healing rapidly...]

[Five... Four... Three... Two... One]

[Your injuries have healed!]

"Mu Yunqing is about to step into the Divine Communication Realm?"

Wen Zhixing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his heart suddenly pounding.

Mu Yunqing wasn't much older than him. At most twenty-three or twenty-four, and he was about to reach the Divine Communication Realm through cultivation.

To think that Si Nanyan was also in this realm.

And Mu Yunqing used to be a furnace, having fled to the Righteous Sun Sect only a few years ago.

A demonic-level genius...

Wen Zhixing took a deep breath.

Such talent... Good thing I have my own kind of 'cheat,' otherwise I'd really feel the pressure.

Damn it, this Mu Yunqing must be sick. Possessing such talent and still caring about his status in the Righteous Sun Sect.

Wen Zhixing was somewhat speechless. He didn't get it.

What he didn't know was that Mu Yunqing didn't care much about his own status. It was the Nine-turns Sun Sutra that he was concerned about. He wasn't a Pure Yang Body, so the only way to cultivate this skill was to become the Sect Master of the Righteous Sun Sect. By the rules, only the Sect Master of the Righteous Sun Sect was allowed to cultivate this technique.

Liu Qingxuan refused to give Mu Yunqing the cultivation skill, naturally for his own good. But as a peerless genius with a divine skill in sight, how could he easily give it up?

Forget it, it's time to set off.

Wen Zhixing shook his head, dismissing Mu Yunqing as having issues.

He then got out of bed and tidied up.

A moment later, he pushed open his room door. The coldness had dissipated; it was now mid-March.

Outside, a sea of vibrant reds and greens greeted the eye, irresistibly charming.

Imperceptibly, a new cycle of nature had quietly begun.

I wonder if Si Nanyan and Mu Yunqing will cause any trouble this time...

Wen Zhixing squinted into the sunlight.

Both of them are no good. Hopefully, they'd turn on each other this time.

Having cultivated up until now, Wen Zhixing was no longer the timid furnace he used to be. From having no cultivation to now being in the Visualization Realm, his strength had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Even if Mu Yunqing was about to step into the Divine Communication Realm, he held no fear. On the contrary, he was somewhat excited.

As for Si Nanyan, he used to be quite excited, but after sleeping with her several times, it just felt so-so. Perhaps after a few more times, he might even tire of it. After all, a bed without feelings grows dull after a while.

Just then, a streak of light rapidly approached from afar.

"Wang Shouzhen!"

Before the light even drew near, an anxious voice reached his ears.

"Hmm?"

Wen Zhixing focused his gaze and saw that the newcomers were Liu Qingdai and Bai Luqiu.

"Wang Shouzhen, are you alright?"

Liu Qingdai quickly descended from the auspicious cloud, immediately voicing her concern.

"I'm fine."

Wen Zhixing was taken aback. What happened?

"Phew~ That's good to hear."

Liu Qingdai let out a sigh of relief upon hearing his response, then furrowed her brow and asked, "Then why are you only leaving now?"

"I overslept," Wen Zhixing said, an idea striking him as he adopted an apologetic tone.

Liu Qingdai: "..."

Bai Luqiu: "..."

Neither spoke. They had thought Wen Zhixing had encountered some mishap, but it turned out he had merely overslept.

"You… Let's go. Head to the sect gate first." Pointing at Wen Zhixing, Liu Qingdai was beyond words and immediately pulled him up onto the seven-colored auspicious cloud.

Soon, the three of them hurriedly arrived at the sect gate.

"Hua Yourong… Mu Yunqing… Shen Lingjun… and… Zhang Tiancheng…"

Wen Zhixing's gaze swept over the others.

Good grief…

His eyes narrowed slightly.

There were a total of eleven people on this training excursion. Led by Mu Yunqing and Bai Luqiu, with Zhang Tiancheng following behind Mu Yunqing, and Liu Qingdai behind Bai Luqiu. Hua Yourong and those four great demon generals had also blended in.

Aside from one disciple of the Righteous Sun Sect whose name he could not recall, everyone else was an acquaintance.

At this moment, after taking some elixirs and resting, Mu Yunqing's condition had significantly improved. The curse from Wen Zhixing hadn't caused him too much harm. The gap in their cultivation levels was still rather large, after all. But the injuries within his body would still need some time to heal.

"Hahaha, everyone's here. Sorry, I overslept," Wen Zhixing said after landing, cheerfully greeting the others.

At his words, the others were somewhat speechless.

At a time like this, you could still oversleep?

"Uhm… are we still going out for training?" a disciple, who had been affected by the Power of the Curse earlier, asked timidly. His cultivation wasn't high, and he was seriously injured.

The others also turned their gazes toward Mu Yunqing and Bai Luqiu.

"Luqiu, I must count on you this time, as Junior Brother Liu and I need to withdraw from this excursion," Mu Yunqing said as he stood up, his complexion somewhat unhealthy.

"Alright." Bai Luqiu nodded her head.

"Eh? Mu, what's wrong?" Wen Zhixing asked, feigning surprise. Inside, however, he sneered to himself.

"It's nothing, just a small accident, but it's all right now," Mu Yunqing said, not offering further explanation but instead showing a gentle smile.

At this moment, he was filled with frustration. He was supposed to find an opportunity to turn Wang Shouzhen into a puppet on this trip, but then this unexpected incident happened. Now, with the issue of the curse still unresolved, he had no choice but to stay behind and investigate thoroughly.

After speaking, Mu Yunqing took a deep breath and turned to leave directly.

He needed to seize the time to return to the secret chamber and delve deeper into the Devil Inheritance he had acquired. If he could understand it more thoroughly, perhaps he would no longer need to fear this curse.

Wen Zhixing frowned as he watched this. He had been hoping Mu Yunqing and Si Nanyan would be at each other's throats, but now an unexpected event had occurred… Still, this was good. It meant fewer variables.

"Let's go."

With Mu Yunqing gone, Bai Luqiu also began rounding up the group.

Quickly, one flying artifact after another appeared in the air.

The group hastened towards the distance.

As night fell, the weather changed abruptly. Dark clouds obscured the moon, and soon the sky darkened like ink. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed as a downpour replaced the moonlight, slanting down.

It was a rainy night.

Outside An Kou City in Five Peak County, rain beat against the windows of an inn, making a pitter-patter sound.

Nowadays, with the world in chaos and demons appearing from time to time, travelers were fewer and fewer.

"Xiao Liu, it looks like no one else will be checking in tonight. Let's close up and rest," the shopkeeper said, glancing at the torrential rain outside and speaking to the young attendant dozing off in his chair.

"Alright." Xiao Liu, jolted awake at the words, stood up energetically. Like any other worker, the prospect of rest suddenly chased away his drowsiness.

He was just about to close the inn.

CREAK.

The front door was slowly pulled shut.

"Wait!"

A soft, urgent voice sounded from outside.

PIT-A-PAT! PIT-A-PAT! The sound of footsteps splashing through the rainwater could be heard.

Then, a pale, delicate wrist slipped through the door crack, slender jade fingers catching the doorframe.

Xiao Liu was taken aback, and then a lovely face appeared before him.

The visitor was about sixteen years old, dressed in a goose-yellow embroidered gown that was already drenched through. Her long black hair hung down loosely, damp strands clinging to her cheeks, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of urgency. She was breathing heavily, evidently having run there in haste, as her chest heaved visibly.