Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

"It's okay, it's okay, Xinyue, don't speak just yet."

Si Nanyan hurriedly raised her hand, carefully wiping away the blood at the corner of Yun Xinyue's mouth, her movements extremely gentle. The slightest exertion would only worsen Yun Xinyue's injuries.

"Here, Master will feed you an elixir. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Si Nanyan's tone was soft, but she couldn't help repeating, "It's okay, it's okay." The hand reaching for the elixir was trembling slightly, and she couldn't even manage to retrieve the elixir at first.

She was afraid. Si Nanyan was terribly afraid something would happen to Yun Xinyue.

She loathed all men in this world. She could directly perform essence absorption on others, turning them into dried husks. She ordinarily killed without batting an eye. Her heart was filled with malice towards others. But she too had a soft spot in her heart, one that belonged to her alone. For her two disciples, whether Yun Xinyue or Qiu Yinger, she treated them as though they were her own daughters. Yun Xinyue and Qiu Yinger were also the repositories of her emotions.

Qiu Yinger had already died obscurely, and Si Nanyan hadn't even had time to grieve. And now, her last emotional anchor, Yun Xinyue, was about to die in her arms.

If it were any other time, she would have been confident in saving Yun Xinyue. But now, the Spiritual Qi in her Sea of Qi was completely depleted, and her Divine Soul Force was severely drained from continuous battles. She wanted to save her, yet she seemed so powerless.

"Master, I'm... I'm really okay..." Yun Xinyue clearly understood her own condition. She managed to squeeze out a faint, sweet smile, speaking in fits and starts, "Xinyue... has always been... very... grateful... to Master... Master..."

Yun Xinyue had always been an orphan. If it weren't for Si Nanyan, she would probably have died long ago on the cold, snow-blanketed streets. As she spoke, more of her flesh, frozen solid, began to break off and fall away.

"Master knows, Xinyue, you don't need to say any more." Si Nanyan's heart clenched in panic. Finally, she fumbled out her spiritual medicine and fed it to Yun Xinyue.

Yet, these elixirs had no effect. The power from Mu Yunqing was actually freezing the medicine's effectiveness. Yun Xinyue's body had become completely stiff; the chill was even beginning to invade her Sea of Sense.

"How could this be..." Si Nanyan's beautiful eyes trembled; she was genuinely frightened. She felt that this time, she might lose everything. A mist slowly obscured her vision. The palace master of the Wonderous Palace, who had harmed countless cultivators, now looked as helpless as a child.

"Palace Master, let me do it." Just then, Wen Zhixing's voice sounded in her ear. His voice was deep, yet firm and powerful, kindling a flicker of hope.

"You... can you... you... can you do it?" Si Nanyan's eyes flickered, her speech somewhat incoherent, but hope dawned in their depths.

"It's worth a try," Wen Zhixing nodded.

"Alright, then I'll leave her to you! Save her! You must save her!" Si Nanyan bit her lip, her voice trembling.

"Okay!" Wen Zhixing expressionlessly took Yun Xinyue from Si Nanyan's arms. His eyes swept over her. Yun Xinyue's clothes, clinging to her, were in tatters, as was her flesh. Her entire body was cold and rigid. Wen Zhixing felt as if he were holding not a person, but a block of ice, so beautiful yet fragile, like glass, that it might shatter if dropped.

"AH! AH! AH! Wang Shouzhen! I'll kill you!" Just then, from amidst the lotus-shaped cluster of ice spikes, a roar of extreme fury erupted.

The next instant, Mu Yunqing shot straight up into the sky. His eyes were blood-red, as if ready to devour someone, and flames raged violently around him. The hole in his chest was covered by a large cluster of ice crystals. Mu Yunqing's body swayed slightly; clearly, something was wrong. His condition seemed to have hit rock bottom, yet his aura surged upwards once more.

"How could this be!" Si Nanyan's pupils constricted at the sight. She didn't care about Mu Yunqing's current condition, nor what would happen next. All she knew was that Mu Yunqing still possessed his fighting strength, and she was clearly no match for him now.

"Hmm?" Wen Zhixing's eyes narrowed. His Fairy Eyes activated, and he instantly understood Mu Yunqing's tactic. Inside the ice crystal, a temporary heart constructed of water-attribute energy pulsed steadily. It was this strange heart that was restoring Mu Yunqing's condition. But such a method was clearly not a long-term solution. Mu Yunqing also wanted to kill them quickly so he could recover.

Seems like I can't hide anymore, Wen Zhixing thought, looking at the high and mighty Mu Yunqing, his heart calm. At this moment, his Sea of Qi still held an abundant amount of Spiritual Qi. In other words, his combat power hadn't diminished in the slightest. His Sea of Qi was simply too vast. Everyone else had already been drained of Spiritual Qi, yet he had hardly been affected at all. Wen Zhixing was confident that his strength was not inferior to Mu Yunqing's; he just disliked fighting to the death personally.

"I'll hold him off! You go save her!" However, Si Nanyan stepped in front of him. Her delicate body straightened, frail yet resolute. Although Wen Zhixing couldn't see Si Nanyan's face, he could feel her unwavering determination.

"Okay." Wen Zhixing glanced at Yun Xinyue in his arms, paused for a moment, and then his figure explosively retreated.

He looked down slightly at Yun Xinyue, who was now completely unconscious. Your Master has been pretty decent to you, he thought. At least somewhat humane. In that case, I'll leave Si Nanyan an intact corpse. I'm still quite humane, after all.

The hatred between him and Si Nanyan was irreconcilable. He had never intended to let Si Nanyan off, at most allowing her a dignified end.

"Trying to run away!" Seeing Wen Zhixing depart, Mu Yunqing exploded with rage again. Just as he was about to pursue Wen Zhixing, Si Nanyan flashed in front of him, blocking his path.

Si Nanyan took a deep breath; she wasn't considering much else now. She had only one thought: Yun Xinyue must live!

"You're seeking death!" Mu Yunqing's eyes were icy, his anger soaring. He struck Si Nanyan's chest with his palm. Flames roared to life.

With a BOOM, Si Nanyan was, unsurprisingly, sent flying. Powerful fluctuations rippled outwards, causing the entire Void Domain to shake violently.

"PUH!" Conversely, it was Mu Yunqing who spat out a mouthful of blood, his body staggering. Activating the Void Domain Divine Ability did not come without its disadvantages; at the very least, the longer it was active, the greater the damage to the body. Mu Yunqing was also nearing his limit.

And below, on Si Nanyan, who lay on the ground unable to rise, an unknown change was occurring. The previously stalled Fortune Divine Devil Skill suddenly began to operate at high speed. Her aura started to transform rapidly, becoming identical to that of the Void Domain. Simultaneously, as if receiving a blessing from heaven and earth, light shone down upon Si Nanyan's body.

BUZZ!

The next moment, Si Nanyan's eyes snapped open, her body radiating a dazzling brilliance. The once withered Sea of Qi began to surge with massive amounts of Spiritual Qi, as if this world itself were enthusiastically welcoming her.

"Mu... Yun... Qing..." Si Nanyan exhaled a heavy breath. Aided by the Void Domain, her strength was recovering rapidly!

"How can this be!" Mu Yunqing looked as if he had seen a ghost. He could not believe what was happening before his eyes. His own Void Domain was actually helping an outsider!

Meanwhile, Wen Zhixing had already carried Yun Xinyue to a distant spot.

"Senior Sister Yun, since you didn't trouble me much back then, I can spare your life," Wen Zhixing said, looking at the delicate girl with shapely, pale legs in his arms.

Yun Xinyue definitely isn't a good person, but she hasn't done anything too outrageous to me. I'll keep her; she can serve as my slave for atonement. That's why I didn't kill Feng Ruoli either. Feng Ruoli could be considered the kindest person to me within the Wonderous Palace, even if she only wanted to take advantage of my Constitution.

"Enslave Skill!" The next moment, Wen Zhixing's finger touched Yun Xinyue's forehead. He could currently enslave only two people. Feng Ruoli already occupied one slot, and Wen Zhixing chose Yun Xinyue for the remaining one.