Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

"What?" Wang Shiyang's body stiffened. He, who had been in high spirits, felt as though someone had dumped a bucket of cold water over him.

Mu Yunqing glanced at him and sighed, "Mr. Wang, you shouldn't be blinded by my talent. In fact, within the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, there are several others whose talents are no weaker than mine, all of whom are candidates for Godson."

"Huff... Yun Qing, what do you mean?" Wang Shiyang let out a breath, barely containing his excitement, and spoke seriously, "If there's anything you need me to do, just command me."

He wasn't foolish. When Mu Yunqing spoke like this, it was clear there was something he wanted him to do. If this had been in the past, he would have carefully weighed the matter. But now, even if it meant climbing a mountain of swords or plunging into a sea of flames, he was willing to try.

"Mr. Wang, I want the Nine-turns Sun Sutra. With this top-tier cultivation skill, I will not be weaker than any genius, and the God Child's Position will be as good as mine."

At this point, Mu Yunqing no longer hid his intentions. Or rather, he had never hidden this desire before. It was just more direct now.

"Nine-turns Sun Sutra!" Wang Shiyang was startled. He hadn't expected Mu Yunqing's target to be this cultivation skill.

He then hurriedly spoke out, "Yun Qing, listen to me. Although this skill is excellent, those who don't possess the Pure Yang Body simply cannot cultivate it. The Sect Master prevented you from practicing it because he feared you'd come to harm."

He was well aware of how many God prides this skill had either killed or crippled. These were lessons written in blood.

"I know." Mu Yunqing nodded; he was fully aware of this. However, he had confidence in himself. He was confident he could cultivate the Nine-turns Sun Sutra. If he truly couldn't, then he would bring it to the Purple Cloud Divine Sect. Though the strength of the Righteous Sun Sect might be lacking, this skill was indeed a top-tier technique. One way or another, it could be exchanged for some treasures. Or, perhaps, for a cultivation skill of equivalent rank. Having only recently joined the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, he could not possibly acquire a skill of this caliber immediately.

"Yun Qing..." Wang Shiyang was about to dissuade him further.

Mu Yunqing, however, waved a hand, "Mr. Wang, I am well aware of my limits."

"If that's the case... all right then..." Wang Shiyang, though hesitating and wanting to say more, did not continue to counsel him and instead asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"Mr. Wang, no need to worry, it's just a small matter." Mu Yunqing smiled slightly, not beating around the bush, "Mr. Wang, help me kill someone."

"Who?" Wang Shiyang's expression turned grave.

"Master's newly accepted disciple, Wang Shouzhen," said Mu Yunqing, his smile slowly fading away.

"What!" Wang Shiyang was once again shocked. Even with his composure, he couldn't help but be startled by Mu Yunqing's words.

The news that Liu Qingxuan had taken on a disciple was not widely known. He was one of the few who knew. To have him kill Liu Qingxuan's disciple, this...

"I suspect this person may also possess a Pure Yang Body," Mu Yunqing's eyes narrowed, his face cold. "Otherwise, Master would not have taken him as a disciple. Further, Master might have already passed on the Nine-turns Sun Sutra to him."

All of this was his own conjecture. He even sensed the abnormal attitude Liu Qingdai and the others had toward Wang Shouzhen. He knew his junior sister all too well. She wouldn't get close to someone without reason. There had to be a cause. All these suspicions put together made him sense something was off. Although the likelihood was slim. Of course, as far as he was concerned, even if his guess was wrong, it didn't matter—if the deed was done, it was done. If he guessed right, it would be a massive gain.

"Pure Yang Body, Yun Qing, this matter..." Wang Shiyang took a deep breath upon hearing this, beginning to hesitate in his heart. It wasn't that he overflowed with kindness, but rather, he feared Liu Qingxuan would seek retribution after the fact.

"Mr. Wang, if you are unwilling, let's forget it." Mu Yunqing saw through Wang Shiyang's thoughts, gesturing dismissively as he rose to leave. The implication was clear—if you're unwilling, I'll find someone else to work with.

"Yun Qing, don't rush, what I mean to say is that it's not a problem," Wang Shiyang said in haste, grabbing Mu Yunqing's sleeve, committing to the task.

It didn't matter anymore; done was done. It didn't matter if Wang Shouzhen was Liu Qingxuan's disciple. Liu Qingxuan was just another cultivator in the Divine Communication Realm, only marginally stronger than him, if at all. Then what did he have to fear? If worse came to worst, after killing Wang Shouzhen, he would just go into hiding.

"Thank you, Mr. Wang. Remember, killing is secondary; the key is to see whether Wang Shouzhen has obtained the Nine-turns Sun Sutra." Mu Yunqing smiled with satisfaction. He had never thought that by killing Wang Shouzhen, Liu Qingxuan would hand over the Nine-turns Sun Sutra to him. All he wanted was to see whether Wang Shouzhen had obtained that Nine-turns Sun Sutra. Mu Yunqing was even beginning to regret killing Wen Zhixing. He should have kept Wen Zhixing alive. In that way, he could have obtained the Nine-turns Sun Sutra from Wen Zhixing himself. Prior to this, he had been too fixated on insignificant details.

"All right." Wang Shiyang took a deep breath and nodded.

"Oh, right." Just then, as if Mu Yunqing had just remembered something, he added, "There's one more thing."

"One more... thing?" Wang Shiyang was slightly hesitant; he was becoming somewhat fearful of Mu Yunqing.

"Qingdai is also going out for experiential training this time. Mr. Wang, could you also capture her in passing?" A harmless smile spread across Mu Yunqing's face as he said, "Master ought to agree to exchange a cultivation skill for Qingdai's life, right?"

"Yun Qing... you..." A look of disbelief crossed Wang Shiyang's face. He knew that the relationship between Liu Qingdai and Mu Yunqing was quite good. Mu Yunqing also doted on his junior sister Liu Qingdai usually. To even lay hands on Liu Qingdai—this kind of ruthless and unabashed ferocity shocked him as well. He also knew that he was now trying to negotiate with a tiger for its skin. But the temptation of the Genius Spirit Seed was too great, compelling him to take the risk and gamble.

"Mr. Wang, those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trivial matters. Rest assured, we don't mean to take Qingdai's life," Mu Yunqing said with a smile.

"Okay, I understand." Being in a tight spot now, he could only agree once more.

"Then I'll just wait for the good news from Mr. Wang," Mu Yunqing said cheerfully, then poured another cup of tea for Wang Shiyang.

"I'll be back shortly." Wang Shiyang didn't take the teacup but stood up and left directly. Since he had decided to tread this dark path to the end, he would not hesitate any longer. Having cultivated to the Divine Communication Realm, he was not of an indecisive nature. If he had to kill, he would kill. Everything was for his own sake. Previously, he had no choice, but now that he had one, he would naturally choose for himself.

"Mr. Wang, have a safe trip." Mu Yunqing stood up, went to the door, and watched Wang Shiyang's departing figure, sneering inwardly. He was beginning to lose patience. He could have endured before. But now he was about to leave this place. If Liu Qingxuan had decided not to pass on the cultivation skill to him, then he would need to utilize his own methods. And this was just one part of his plan. If it worked, that would be good. If not, he would take action against Liu Qingxuan himself.

"Master, after all this time we've shared, I truly don't want us to come to blows." Mu Yunqing sighed. He still held a lot of respect for Liu Qingxuan.

「Half a day later, within Five Peak County.」

Wen Zhixing and Bai Luqiu did not proceed to investigate inside the official building. Knowing that a great demon of the Sixth Realm might be inside, they weren't foolish enough to go there and court death. Moreover, reinforcements should be arriving soon, by all logic. So they just waited.

"Senior sister, it's been a day, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet?" Wen Zhixing looked at the sky; the sun was about to set. "Why haven't they come yet?"

"They should be arriving soon, let's wait a little longer." Bai Luqiu was also frowning. Actually, she was getting impatient too; normally, they should have arrived by now.

Wen Zhixing turned his head but was somewhat speechless. He saw Bai Luqiu lying on a reclining chair, with Mu Waner standing behind her, massaging her shoulders. And Mu Maner was squatting by her side, feeding her peeled fruits.

"Master, is this pressure okay?" Mu Waner asked softly while massaging Bai Luqiu's shoulders.

"Here, Master," Mu Maner also spoke softly.