Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

In the final moments of his life, a fierce voice entered Xiao Liuzi's mind. "Second Brother, I have saved you so many times. Now it's your turn to save me."

"Big Brother..."

Xiao Liuzi's body stiffened, and his eyes soon became empty. His divine soul was annihilated with a single sword strike. Then, his entire head burst open! The lifeless body began to rot rapidly, chunks of flesh falling off one after another.

But that wasn't the end. As the bloody sword light annihilated Xiao Liuzi, it continued forward. Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly threw Xiao Liuzi's body aside and retreated explosively. He felt nothing for Xiao Liuzi's demise; at this moment, his only thought was how to survive.

However, the sword strike was too powerful, so powerful that it exceeded his imagination.

SPLASH!

The next moment, the sword light pierced through the shopkeeper's brow. His heart shook violently. He understood that he couldn't block this sword.

At the brink of life and death, a portal made of countless bones appeared above the shopkeeper's head. The portal flung open violently, and an incredibly solid divine soul hurriedly fled from it.

BOOM!

In that instant, the shopkeeper's head shattered, but fortunately, his divine soul had escaped. His ferocious and terrifying face now bore an expression of relief from a narrow escape mixed with lingering fear.

Damn it. If I had known this kid was so strong, I would've just stuck to eating ordinary humans, living out my days in comfort.

As the surviving divine soul was about to flee, he saw Wen Zhixing, pale-faced, half-kneeling on the ground and unable to rise. The Seventh Sword of the Igniting Blood Sword Skill was powerful, but its side effects were too severe. Draining all the blood and energy from one's body, it was an all-or-nothing killing strike.

[Your entire body's blood and energy are exhausted, and you are on the brink of death!]

[Your body is rapidly recovering!]

[Three...]

Of course, Wen Zhixing was different from others; a mere fatal wound required only three seconds for him to fully recover.

"Hahaha, so you're done for as well!"

The shopkeeper's divine soul, unaware of this, was naturally overjoyed at the sight. His divine soul transformed into a ghostly light and charged straight for the center of Wen Zhixing's brow.

Once cultivation reaches the Fifth Spirit-traveling Realm, the divine soul can leap beyond its confines and roam freely between heaven and earth, possessing a certain degree of combat power. Now, he was intent on directly destroying Wen Zhixing's divine soul.

He could see that Wen Zhixing was just a Fourth Realm cultivator; his spiritual sense would certainly not be as strong as his own, especially in this weakened state. Strike him while he's down!

After annihilating Wen Zhixing's divine soul, he could then forcefully possess his body.

[First Principle of Body Possession: Possession can only be carried out once.]

This was an immutable principle of the Heavenly Dao. After all, body possession harmed celestial harmony; if it were unrestricted, the world would descend into chaos.

This kid's body isn't bad, not weaker than mine.

The shopkeeper's divine soul revealed joy. Body possession was not an easy matter, and most cultivators would not choose to resort to it in their lifetime. It was useless to possess someone weaker and impossible to possess someone stronger. An opportunity like this was truly rare.

However, the moment the shopkeeper's divine soul entered the center of Wen Zhixing's brow, Wen Zhixing slowly stood up. At this moment, his condition had fully recovered.

Wen Zhixing touched his chin, a strange expression on his face. I was thinking I probably couldn't kill this Corpse Bone Demon; I didn't expect it to come and deliver itself to death. Possess me? That's vastly underestimating me. My Sea of Sense is not an ordinary one.

And indeed, as soon as the Corpse Bone Demon's divine soul entered the space above Wen Zhixing's Sea of Sense, it was stupefied, its smile vanishing. What did he see? A thunder pool? What the fuck! A gigantic thunder pool!

In the middle of the thunder pool, a small sapling grew, surrounded by innumerable bolts of thunder. Above the Sea of Sense, crackling noises sounded from time to time, as if an endless Divine Tribulation was about to descend.

BOOM!

The next moment, lightning flashed! A golden thunderbolt shot down from the void, striking the divine soul of the Corpse Bone Demon.

"AH!"

The Corpse Bone Demon, caught off guard, let out an extremely miserable scream as immense pain swept through his entire divine soul. "This... this... this is Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder!" The divine soul of the Corpse Bone Demon trembled violently, his fear reaching an extreme.

He had felt the aura of this kind of thunder before. As a Corpse Bone Demon, he had never done anything good; every breakthrough he made was met with Divine Tribulation, and he was often struck by lightning! This Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder was one of the most powerful Divine Tribulations. Of course, he had never been struck by it himself; otherwise, he would have died long ago.

No, it's not the real Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder. The Corpse Bone Demon's eyes widened, a sliver of joy flickering within them as if he had narrowly escaped death. He had been fortunate enough to witness other, more powerful Corpse Bone Demons being struck by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder; they had died on the spot. With his level of cultivation, encountering it would mean certain death. But now, he had been struck and hadn't died. Naturally, it couldn't be the genuine article.

Indeed, I'm not fated to die yet! Run!

Even if it wasn't the real Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, the Corpse Bone Demon's divine soul still had no intention of fighting; he only wanted to escape. He profoundly understood the terror of Divine Tribulation.

Moreover, with such a large thunder pool here, possession was out of the question. His divine soul was formed from extremely filthy and venomous substances. He wouldn't be able to stay in such a place even if possession were successful. The next moment, his figure flashed as he quickly rushed outwards.

Just then, Wen Zhixing's voice echoed within the Sea of Sense. "What, you think you can just leave after arriving?"

The divine soul of the Corpse Bone Demon abruptly halted. A scroll had appeared in front of him.

As the scroll slowly unfurled, darkness enveloped everything. What is this... The divine soul of the Corpse Bone Demon became even more panicked. He had lost control over his surroundings and didn't know how to escape.

Fortunately, light soon emerged from the endless darkness. A giant eye opened. It was the Dragon Eyes!

BOOM!

A blaze ignited. Simultaneously, golden thunderbolts burst forth, coalescing into the body of a Heaven Dragon, its radiance dazzling.

"Visualization! Heaven Dragon!"

This time, Wen Zhixing wasn't using Spiritual Qi to condense the physical body of the Heaven Dragon. Instead, he used Visualization. With his Divine Consciousness Power, he had completely condensed the Heaven Dragon! However, because of his unique Divine Consciousness Power, thunder power also emerged on the dragon's body.

The Heaven Dragon coiled in the void, letting out a hissing roar. Fire illuminated the heavens, and in that moment, the entire sky dome blazed with raging flames. Simultaneously, thunder and lightning intertwined with the flames, creating an endless pressure that shook the soul.

"ROAR!"

Under the furious gaze of the Heaven Dragon's eyes, a destructive aura emanated from its body, pinning the Corpse Bone Demon's divine soul in place, rendering him unable to move.

BOOM!

Terrifying thunder and flames intertwined, descending from the void. In that instant, despair filled the Corpse Bone Demon's face.

It was over. He knew there was no saving him now.

"I HATE THIS!"

He regretted it deeply. He should not have been lured by that person. He should have just continued running his inn and eating a few ordinary humans. Though devouring cultivators had greatly increased his cultivation, a single slip-up meant death and the obliteration of his path.