Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

All disciples of the Wonderous Palace, seeing Si Nanyan in this state, immediately trembled in fear.

It was as though they faced a raging beast about to choose and devour its prey.

Si Nanyan took a deep breath, bent over to pick up Qiu Yinger's severed head, and then froze. Not even a remnant soul left...

With her keen sight, she naturally saw that someone had completely stripped away Qiu Yinger's remnant soul after her death.

There weren't many capable of such a feat.

"Did... you... see the murderer?"

Si Nanyan forced herself to remain calm and spoke slowly, word by word.

"No... we did not..."

Everyone bowed their heads, not daring to breathe too loudly.

"The Mirror of Retrospection!"

Si Nanyan flipped her right hand, and a simple bronze mirror appeared in her palm.

The bronze mirror floated in midair.

Her hands quickly formed a series of seals, and a faint light flowed above her palms.

In the secret chamber, specks of shimmering light were drawn from the void and converged on the bronze mirror.

The next moment, the surface of the bronze mirror rippled like jade-green waves, and a blurry image slowly emerged.

SPLASH!

In the image, a smiling man severed Qiu Yinger's head with a sword.

Si Nanyan's eyes widened drastically. Although the image was blurry, it was clearly the likeness of Wen Zhixing!

"Wen... Zhixing!"

Si Nanyan's eyes turned cold. She never expected it to really be Wen Zhixing. She had truly underestimated him.

Si Nanyan, struggling to suppress her rage, was about to look more closely when a cracking sound suddenly came from the bronze mirror.

After replaying the scene for only a moment, the Mirror of Retrospection already showed a crack.

"Dismiss."

Si Nanyan hurriedly withdrew her Spiritual Qi.

This Mirror of Retrospection was exceedingly precious. It had to be nourished for a long time after each use before it could be used again. If it weren't for Qiu Yinger's death, she would not have used it.

"Master, it's... it's not good... Wen Zhixing... he... he's gone..."

Just then, Yun Xinyue's somewhat panicked voice came from outside again.

Wen Zhixing was really gone.

BOOM!

Si Nanyan's eyes turned blood red, and she could no longer contain her aura. The Wonderous Palace disciples gathered outside the secret chamber reeled under this oppressive might, blood suddenly gushing from their seven orifices.

They fell to the ground, groaning in agony.

"Pursue! Pursue him right now! Whether it's a hundred miles or a thousand, chase him down!"

Si Nanyan had never suffered such a significant loss.

She had underestimated Wen Zhixing far too much.

Never before had a mere furnace accomplished so much behind her back.

The Wonderous Palace disciples once again transformed into streaks of light and soared into the sky.

Today, the Wonderous Palace was in utter turmoil.

Si Nanyan's death list originally had only one name, Liu Qingxuan, yet now another was added—Wen Zhixing.

...

A breeze brushed his face, somewhat rough and cold.

ACHOO!

Wen Zhixing couldn't help but sneeze again.

He rubbed his nose. Strange, are so many people thinking of him today? Why do I keep sneezing?

At this time, the trio of escapees had long shaken off their pursuers from the Wonderous Palace.

Now, they were hiding by a waterfall to rest.

Inhaling the unique scent of the mountain forest and listening to the sound of the stream gushing from between the stone cliffs, they felt quite at ease.

"Good water."

Wen Zhixing scooped up the clear stream water with his hands and began to drink heartily.

He had never felt as relaxed and free as he did now.

The shackles that bound him had finally been unlocked.

"Liar."

Liu Qingdai stood by, muttering as she watched Wen Zhixing.

Wang Shouzhen sidled up to Wen Zhixing, glanced at Liu Qingdai, and whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, "Senior Brother Wen, what is she talking about?"

Wen Zhixing rolled his eyes. You might as well shout it; your mouth is certainly big enough.

Wang Shouzhen scratched his head, somewhat confused about what he did wrong. Why do they both seem a bit upset?

"Cough, we owe a great deal to Qingdai for her help this time."

Wen Zhixing thought it over, then stood and bowed respectfully.

Liu Qingdai, however, tilted her small head upwards, glanced sideways at him, and said, "Liar."

Wen Zhixing was speechless.

Ever since a moment ago, Liu Qingdai had been whispering this word in his ear.

Having no other choice, Wen Zhixing could only turn to the bewildered Wang Shouzhen. "Junior Brother, where do you plan to go next?"

"Senior Brother Wen, I plan to go home first to see my parents. It seems Five Peak County is just ahead, and my home is there."

Wang Shouzhen scratched his head, then after a thought added, "Then I want to wander around. Actually… I don't really know where to go."

"Going home?"

Wen Zhixing's heart stirred upon hearing these words.

The words "going home" had not crossed his mind for a long time.

Of course, he had a home.

Deep in his memories, there was a home on Blue Star, though he hadn't thought of it in a long while. He also had a home in this world.

"Senior Brother Wen, what about you? Are you going home too?"

Wang Shouzhen asked.

Wen Zhixing shook his head slightly. "I'm an orphan."

"Ah, that... I'm sorry… Senior Brother Wen, I didn't mean it."

Wang Shouzhen was startled and hurriedly explained.

Liu Qingdai, who had been eavesdropping, also paused. Her gaze unexpectedly softened. Never mind, I'll forgive him. An orphan without parents... he's quite pitiful.

"It's nothing."

Wen Zhixing offered a carefree smile.

Actually, he felt somewhat fortunate to be an orphan. That way, he had no attachments.

If I get the chance, I should go back and offer them incense. That would bring that connection to a close, Wen Zhixing thought silently.

"Hey, how about you two join my Righteous Sun Sect?"

Just then, Liu Qingdai, who had been silent, bit her lip and spoke up. "Although my Righteous Sun Sect isn't highly ranked in the Da Zhou Dynasty, we can still hold our own."

Wen Zhixing and Wang Shouzhen immediately fixed their gazes on her.

"Qingdai, could you tell us about the Da Zhou Dynasty, and what sects and factions exist in the cultivation world?"

Wen Zhixing did not refuse outright but instead posed a question.

Ever since transmigrating to this world, he had been trapped in the Wonderous Palace.

He knew very little about this world.

Liu Qingdai glanced at Wen Zhixing, thought for a moment, then came over and sat by the stream.

She mimicked Wen Zhixing's earlier action, cupping water in her soft, white hands to take a sip before explaining, "You both know that the realm we are in is the Da Zhou Dynasty. The Da Zhou Dynasty maintained peace in the region, suppressing the world for over five hundred years. However, more than a hundred years ago, the dynasty suddenly crumbled, leaving this vast empire a mere shell of its former self. As for the reason, I don't know either. Demons and evil beings that were once suppressed emerged to cause chaos again, and people everywhere were displaced and forced to wander. Thankfully, reclusive sages established sects and spread their teachings, suppressing turmoil in all regions, and so the world gradually stabilized."

"So that's how it is."

Wen Zhixing and Wang Shouzhen sat up straight and listened intently, like schoolchildren.

Back when they were mortals, they only knew that times were tough but were unaware of the reasons.

"Are there any other sects nearby then?"

Wen Zhixing asked.

"Of course, there are."

Liu Qingdai didn't hide anything and continued, "However, within Anyang Prefecture, my Righteous Sun Sect is the strongest."

As she spoke, a hint of pride touched her face.

Wen Zhixing silently committed this to memory. This means if I cultivate to the Divine Communication Realm, I can essentially do as I please in this region.

Just as Liu Qingdai was about to say more, the Message Jade Talisman at her waist lit up.

Judging by the rapid flashing, it seemed urgent.

Liu Qingdai glanced at Wen Zhixing and Wang Shouzhen, and without trying to hide it, activated the talisman.

"Junior Sister, where are you?"

A familiar voice slowly came through.

Wen Zhixing's eyes narrowed instantly. He recognized the voice; it was none other than Mu Yunqing's.

Liu Qingdai glanced at Wen Zhixing and Wang Shouzhen again, then hesitated for a moment before replying, "I'm on my way back to the sect, Senior Brother. How are things on your end?"

A sigh came from Mu Yunqing through the talisman.

"Junior Sister Miner couldn't be saved. She's dead."

"What?"

Liu Qingdai was stunned. Wen Miner is dead?