Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

"How could this be..."

Mu Yunqing struggled to look down. A large, claw-like hand had brutally pierced through his chest.

In its palm, a still-beating heart was tightly grasped.

The tearing pain swiftly assaulted him.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

The heart continued to beat stubbornly.

Mu Yunqing's adrenaline surged, his eyes trembling violently.

"No... don't..."

Mu Yunqing slowly turned his head, fear etched in his eyes.

He was afraid.

"Mu, next time, watch your back."

Wen Zhixing's face held a faint smile. Then, without hesitation, he viciously clenched his hand.

Under Mu Yunqing's horrified gaze, the robust and powerful heart was instantaneously crushed into a mist of blood.

BANG!

It was as if a sea of blood blossoms erupted before everyone's eyes.

Mu Yunqing only felt specks of fresh red splatter onto his cheeks.

The warm touch left his eyes glazed with bewilderment.

"Well done!"

Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue were overjoyed at the sight.

Wang Shouzhen, you bastard! That was executed so beautifully!

This was the heart.

Even if one's cultivation had reached the Sixth Realm, the heart remained one of a cultivator's vital points. It wouldn't result in instant death, but without top-tier spiritual medicines, the physical body wouldn't last long.

With the loss of the physical body, the divine soul would be like rootless duckweed, eventually dissipating. Only after achieving the primordial spirit could one gradually break free from the physical body's constraints, allowing them to wander the world completely unbound.

"No!"

Then, Mu Yunqing's pupils suddenly contracted as a horrific scream escaped his lips.

The excruciating pain in his chest was unbearably sharp.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Mu Yunqing's body convulsed in a mad struggle.

The intense agony spread through his entire being, nearly causing him to shatter.

This sensation was too overwhelming, as if his very soul was being torn apart.

Pain!

Too painful!

BOOM!

Stimulated by the life-or-death crisis, a surge of tremendous power erupted from within Mu Yunqing's body, and a torrent of flames blazed forth.

But at his chest, frost descended, tightly encasing his heart in ice.

This was the power of Mu Yunqing's five elements spirit body being activated.

Originally, he could only manifest the power of fire, but now, facing dire straits once more, he fought for survival.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Around Mu Yunqing, ice spikes continuously burst from the ground. They were densely packed, blossoming like lotus flowers and exuding a chilling gleam.

Wen Zhixing, however, had anticipated this. As soon as his attack connected, he had already rapidly retreated to a safe distance.

On the other hand, Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue failed to react in time.

SPLASH! SPLASH!

Several ice spikes pierced their bodies.

PUH!

Both Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue vomited copious amounts of blood.

"Retreat!"

Horrified, the two of them flashed away, desperately trying to fall back.

However, Mu Yunqing's counterattack this time was even stronger than before.

Ultimately, they were a step too late and were directly engulfed by the ice spikes!

In an instant, the figures of Mu Yunqing, Si Nanyan, and Yun Xinyue all vanished within the icy barrage.

Wen Zhixing's form appeared not far away. "Such a pity."

That was a perfect opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to Mu Yunqing! Truly a pity. I couldn't even intervene; that force made even me feel apprehensive. This Mu Yunqing is like a Son of Destiny. Despite his current state, he has once again managed to trigger some unknown potential.

Why is this bastard so hard to kill?

Wen Zhixing frowned in frustration.

I suddenly feel that Mu Yunqing might still have some cards up his sleeve. These people, each one more infuriatingly cautious than the last! From the earlier battle, it was clear that Si Nanyan's combat strength far surpassed Shi Yan and Xu An, yet they managed to fight on even terms for so long. And it's the same with Mu Yunqing; strong as he is, he still plays it so cautiously. Of course, the most adept at lying low is Liu Qingxuan—damn near the Primordial Fetus Realm and still lurking in the Righteous Sun Sect. I've really had enough of these back-stabbers. Thank goodness I never wanted to be the one to stick my neck out, choosing instead to be the one stirring the pot. Still, Mu Yunqing must be at his limit by now. It shouldn't be a problem much longer.

「Moments later.」

CRACKLE! CRACKLE! The vast expanse of ice spikes shattered.

"Xinyue!"

Si Nanyan, cradling Yun Xinyue, burst forth from the debris, a flash of panic in her eyes.

Mu Yunqing's sudden outburst had caught them completely off guard.

Si Nanyan was still relatively alright, as her cultivation was at the Sixth Realm. Although severely injured, she could barely hang on.

But Yun Xinyue's cultivation was ultimately too low.

Mu Yunqing's earlier attack had left Yun Xinyue critically wounded.

Yun Xinyue was now barely breathing, her body riddled with several large, gaping holes, especially in her chest. Her injuries were even more severe than Mu Yunqing's.

The human skin belonging to Zhang Tiancheng was torn and ragged, falling to the ground. At this point, Yun Xinyue was too weak to use the Fortune Divine Devil Skill.

The ice spikes that had pierced her body had frozen the surrounding flesh into icy fragments. These frozen shards were now continuously spreading and breaking apart.

"Master... Master... I... am cold... COUGH! COUGH! COUGH!..."

Yun Xinyue's breaths were short and shallow, and blood kept spurting from her mouth, a flow that simply couldn't be stemmed.

Pain spread through her limbs and body, but sensation quickly faded.

Her face was so pale it was devoid of color, and her disheveled hair constantly swept across her blood-stained white neck.

With her heart also gone, she felt her body steadily growing colder.

The power from Mu Yunqing's attack was still invading her body.

At this moment, Yun Xinyue was barely clinging to life, relying solely on her Divine Soul Force.