Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

Feeling a faint stabbing pain in his arm, Wen Zhixing slightly frowned. Indeed, every woman seems to possess this deadly skill. Pinching someone really hurts. However, it's a minor issue, I can bear it!

What a pig-headed teammate, Wen Zhixing helplessly glanced at Wang Shouzhen and heaved a silent sigh. This kid is just too honest. Why would he answer everything they ask him? But then again, I can't blame Wang Shouzhen. When fleeing, bumping into an acquaintance who helps you out, you get carried away with excitement; who would think too much? Luckily, this lie isn't a big deal. When out and about, who doesn't use a few aliases?

Liu Qingdai huffed softly, thinking, Father was right. There are many swindlers out there; I encountered one as soon as I left home.

But despite him being a swindler, she had no intention of abandoning Wen Zhixing. Instead, she circulated her Spiritual Qi again, accelerating their pace and pulling the two of them along more swiftly.

Their speed increased so suddenly that they quickly left the trailing figures behind.

The two Wonderous Palace disciples who had chased after them simply stood there, dumbfounded. Both were in disarray.

Running faster than flying, can you believe it?

...

At this time, the Wonderous Palace was in a state of chaos.

The recent conflict between the Righteous Sun Sect and the Wonderous Palace could be said to be a complete defeat for the Wonderous Palace.

Si Nanyan had taken a huge risk to lure the enemy deep into their territory, aiming for a deadly strike. As a result, the enemy came out in full force. We didn't capture anyone, and our own Sect Protection Array was broken!

Si Nanyan was so frustrated that she was about to cough up blood. No, she was actually coughing up blood right now.

This time, both she and Feng Ruoli had been injured to varying degrees.

"Master, please calm down. Take care of your health." Inside the Cultivation Hall of Soul Devouring Peak, Yun Xinyue attended to Si Nanyan, carefully handing over a soft silk handkerchief.

"It's nothing serious, just a minor injury." Si Nanyan took it, wiped away the fresh blood from her lips, and closed her eyes to focus. "How is Yinger? How's her injury recovering?"

"She's resting in the secret chamber," Yun Xinyue explained. "The severed arm has been reattached. After applying some spiritual medicine and resting for a few days, she should be fine."

Si Nanyan nodded slightly. Qiu Yinger had also risked herself for this plan. Unfortunately, it ultimately failed.

Worry filled her face. In recent years, the strength of the Righteous Sun Sect had been growing stronger and stronger. If this continued, it wouldn't be long before they would completely overtake the Wonderous Palace. In the face of absolute strength, any strategy was meaningless.

"Master, once your cultivation breaks through, what will it matter if the Righteous Sun Sect has many more at the Divine Communication Realm?" Yun Xinyue saw through Si Nanyan's worries and, with a thought, said, "Wait until Wen Zhixing's cultivation has improved, then he will certainly be able to help Master break through."

Hearing Yun Xinyue's words, Si Nanyan's expression eased slightly. That was indeed true. Wen Zhixing's cultivation was low now, but if it were sufficient, he could indeed help her forcefully break through.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Si Nanyan's expression changed.

"Master, what's wrong?" Yun Xinyue was equally startled.

"The Mother-child Venomous Worm... How come... how come I can't feel the worm's presence anymore?" Si Nanyan abruptly stood up, her face darkening.

This heart-devouring mother worm also resided parasitically in her heart. However, it bore her imprint, so it wouldn't harm her. She was also able to sense Wen Zhixing's location through this mother worm. But just now, she suddenly discovered that she couldn't feel it anymore.

She couldn't sense the location of that child worm. The connection between the mother and child venomous worms still existed, yet she could no longer pinpoint his location.

"Where is Wen Zhixing now? Where is he?" Si Nanyan's voice turned icy, a bad feeling welling up inside her.

Yun Xinyue, unaware of what had happened, hastily said, "Wen Zhixing... after he was essence-absorbed by Yinger, he just came out from the secret chamber today. He should be resting..."

"Let's go check on him right now," Si Nanyan said, taking a deep breath as a sense of unease rose within her.

"Palace Master, Palace Master, something's wrong!"

However, at that moment, a sound of utter panic came from outside the hall.

Si Nanyan exchanged a glance with Yun Xinyue, and in an instant, her figure flashed, appearing directly outside the hall.

"What has happened?" Si Nanyan asked hastily, her expression showing a trace of urgency.

"Palace Master, the Spiritual Instrument Hall has been raided, and all the spiritual instruments inside have been plundered!" Upon seeing Si Nanyan, the messenger instantly knelt, their face ashen.

"What?" Si Nanyan was startled, but then a sense of relief washed over her; she had thought something had happened to Wen Zhixing. Fortunately, it was just the spiritual instruments that had been plundered.

"It doesn't matter. They are just some spiritual instruments, after all. If they're gone, so be it," Si Nanyan waved her hand dismissively. The spiritual instruments stored in the Spiritual Instrument Hall were all of common quality. In comparison to the current situation, this loss already seemed somewhat insignificant.

"Report!"

Just then, another person came staggering over to report.

"Speak!" Si Nanyan's expression darkened once more. The heavy stone in her heart, which had just settled, was lifted again.

"Reporting to the Palace Master, the elixirs—all the elixirs have been stolen! The pill furnaces and spiritual medicines have been raided as well." This person, too, knelt on the ground, covered in cold sweat.

"The elixirs have been stolen too?" Si Nanyan's face turned grim. That Righteous Sun Sect is so shameless! To actually engage in such petty actions! And they claim to be on the righteous path!

"Master, please do not be angered. It's not worth it," Yun Xinyue hurriedly intervened to soothe her. Too many things had happened today, and Si Nanyan was clearly unstable.

"Forget it." Si Nanyan gestured with her hand, about to speak, but then she saw someone running in the distance toward this place.

There's more! Both Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue were somewhat unsettled.

The incoming messenger saw Si Nanyan watching them. Their legs went weak, and their voice trembled as they said, "Reporting... to the Palace Master... there's... there's been an incident... Qiu... Sister Qiu..."

"Yinger? What's happened to Yinger?" Both Si Nanyan and Yun Xinyue were startled.

"Sister Qiu is dead!" The person mustered the courage to speak, then immediately knelt, not daring to raise their head.

"What?" Both of their faces turned pale with shock.

"Impossible!" Yun Xinyue was even more distraught and abruptly pulled the messenger up from the ground. How could Qiu Yinger possibly be dead! She was perfectly fine before Yun Xinyue left.

"Truly… truly dead…" The reporting individual cowered, struggling to breathe, not daring to look up.

"No… it's impossible…" Yun Xinyue staggered.

"Xinyue, go and find Wen Zhixing for me! I will take care of Yinger's matter!" At this point, Si Nanyan's voice had turned ice-cold. The continuous stream of bad news had pushed her anger to its peak.

"Yes!" Yun Xinyue's heart trembled. She transformed into a streak of light and flew away.

Si Nanyan took a deep breath, and her figure also vanished on the spot.

...

By now, the area outside the secret chamber where Qiu Yinger had been was already surrounded by people.

"Palace Master!" Upon seeing Si Nanyan, everyone immediately knelt down.

Si Nanyan did not pay attention to these people and stepped straight in.

However, what entered her field of vision was Qiu Yinger's severed head, her vacant eyes still unclosed.

"Yinger..." Si Nanyan murmured softly and slowly closed her eyes.

HUFF... HUFF... Her breathing grew heavy, her emotions surging like a raging storm.

Even with prior preparation, she still found it difficult to accept that Qiu Yinger was truly dead. This was her most beloved disciple.

The very next moment, her eyes snapped open. Her gaze was as sharp as a sword, filled with murderous intent.

Who did this? The Righteous Sun Sect… or… Wen Zhixing!