Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

"Release... release me!"

Liu Qingdai winced in pain, a red mark appearing on her delicate face.

But her body was powerless, and she was no longer able to resist.

Ning Shan showed no sympathy, simply watching.

"Not bad, you've accomplished a great feat this time."

After sizing her up, Ning Shan loosened her grip, casually tossed Liu Qingdai aside, and began to speak with some surprise, "This person is none other than the daughter of the Righteous Sun Sect Leader."

"What?"

The others were instantly shocked.

The daughter of the Righteous Sun Sect Leader?

No wonder she was so difficult to handle.

The next moment, all faces were filled with joyous surprise.

Having captured the daughter of the Righteous Sun Sect Leader, they had indeed achieved a great success.

It was no less significant than capturing Wen Zhixing himself.

Ning Shan produced a cord and securely bound her.

This item was also a Spiritual Instrument, just not as effective as Liu Qingdai's Binding Immortal Rope.

"My fellow junior sisters, you've worked hard. Here, this is the sacred healing medicine given to me by our Master. Take it quickly."

Ning Shan, her face also alight with excitement, produced a delicate jade bottle. "This elixir is extraordinary; it must not be touched by flesh. Open your mouths quickly!"

"Thank you, senior sister."

The others didn't question it, truly believing they had stumbled upon great fortune this time.

The next moment, Ning Shan circulated her Spiritual Qi and directly fed several elixirs into everyone's mouths.

As soon as the elixir touched their mouths, it instantly dissolved into extremely pure energy.

A feeling of unparalleled comfort surged through everyone's hearts.

Each person couldn't help but close their eyes, letting their minds wander in that instant.

So comfortable.

Indeed, it was a sacred healing medicine; even the wounds on their bodies seemed to hurt no more.

They all began to feel light and ethereal.

The crowd's demeanor relaxed.

"Something's wrong!"

Suddenly, a disciple from the Wonderous Palace opened her eyes wide.

Something was amiss.

This sensation, this elixir isn't right...

It seems to be the Wonderous Soul-devouring Pill!

SPLASH!

However, before she could completely react, a flash of blood-red sword light passed before her eyes.

A head was violently severed from its neck, soaring into the air.

The cut was as smooth as a mirror!

"Ning..."

In her spinning vision, she saw the final scene her eyes would witness.

Several other streaks of blood-red sword light lit up at once.

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

One after another, the beautiful heads flew high into the air.

Their eyes were also wide, filled with disbelief.

"Ning... Senior... Sister?"

It was beyond everyone's expectations that Ning Shan would actually turn against them.

Why... why?

"I'm not your Senior Sister Ning."

"Ning Shan" smiled sweetly, transforming back into Wen Zhixing in the final gaze of the crowd.

"It's... Wen... Zhi...xing!"

After all, they were cultivators of the Mysterious Might Realm.

Even with their heads severed, a wisp of life force still lingered.

In that moment they saw Ning Shan change into Wen Zhixing, they seemed to go mad.

But it was too late.

They were powerless, only able to feel their life force swiftly fading away.

Then, fear, unwillingness, despair, resentment, and other emotions converged into a tremendous wave of grudge.

Finally, everyone slowly lost their spark of life.

"Whew!"

Wen Zhixing breathed out heavily in relief.

He had been under enormous pressure just a moment ago.

He was just a cultivator in the Qi Movement Realm, yet he was facing so many Mysterious Might Realm cultivators.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't nervous.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly.

The Thousand Transformation Body technique was indeed effective; no one noticed anything amiss.

"Hey, wake up, are you okay?"

Wen Zhixing kicked away a few obstructing heads, then helped up Liu Qingdai, whom he had firmly bound.

With the Spiritual Cord in place, her clothes clung even tighter to her delicate figure, further accentuating her exquisite curves.

This damnable binding technique!

Wen Zhixing coughed lightly, turning his head away.

Whoever crafted this Spiritual Instrument rope was truly indecent!

"Disperse!"

Wen Zhixing steadied Liu Qingdai and put away his Spiritual Instrument.

He had bound her only to reassure those from Wonderous Palace.

"Mmm..."

As the ropes were untied, Liu Qingdai instinctively murmured.

A mountain breeze rose, gently stirring her black hair like delicate waves, teasing her slightly flushed, petite face.

Her furrowed brows relaxed, and her plump, tender lips, unadorned yet red, slightly parted.

Earlier, upon Wen Zhixing's arrival, she had instinctively relaxed her mind and had ultimately fallen unconscious.

She should be fine. Wen Zhixing touched Liu Qingdai's forehead, which was also a bit hot to the touch. She seems to have a bit of a fever. Nothing else seems amiss.

Feeling someone else's touch, Liu Qingdai unconsciously twisted her body.

Her fair calves, exposed by the torn clothing, tensed slightly. Wen Zhixing looked down...

It was as if I had seen the most dazzling light of the dawn.

Damn it, are you using this to test a man's self-control?

Wen Zhixing abruptly closed his eyes.

A man can be lecherous, but not indecent.

He, too, had been affected by the Wonderous Powder earlier.

However, with his Constitution and the Clear Heart Incantation, he quickly dealt with it.

Liu Qingdai clearly couldn't.

She had completely fallen for the insidious trick.

But it looks like the elixirs she took afterward were effective.

The effects of the Wonderous Powder should be fading.

Her injuries, however, were severe; she was relying entirely on the elixirs to stay alive.

After a moment's thought, Wen Zhixing removed the long dress from one of the others and covered Liu Qingdai with it.

Where there's no propriety, gaze not.

Immediately, his gaze turned to the several headless bodies on the ground.

"Soul Sacrifice Banner!"

His eyes suddenly lit up. A full eight Mysterious Might Realm remnant souls!

With a flash of brilliance in his palm, the Soul Sacrifice Banner appeared.

The banner fluttered slightly, emitting dense Yin Qi.

Qiu Yinger's remnant soul was within it, letting out painful howls.

"Ah!"

One after another, anguished screams burst forth.

Above their heads, one vague shadow after another was pulled out.

Because they had all died recently, and Wen Zhixing himself had killed most of them, these remnant souls were exceptionally fierce.

"Absorb!"

Wen Zhixing once again waved the Soul Sacrifice Banner. A sudden gust of Yin wind arose, and all the remnant souls, defenseless, were directly absorbed into it.

With that, nine great Mysterious Might Realm souls were absorbed into the Soul Sacrifice Banner.

[You have collected eight Mysterious Might Realm remnant souls, increasing the might of the Soul Sacrifice Banner by eighty percent.]

[Activating the Soul Sacrifice Banner allows for divine soul attacks.]

[Current count of collected remnant souls: 9/10.]

BUZZ!

The entire Soul Sacrifice Banner began to shake violently, and Wen Zhixing's right hand trembled.

He felt an incredibly potent resentment invading his body.

Terrifying screams were imprinted directly into the depths of his mind.

"Clear Heart Incantation!"

Wen Zhixing's expression changed, and he immediately sat cross-legged to purge the looming threat.

His mind almost lost its guard in that instant.

The backlash from the eight Mysterious Might Realm remnant souls far exceeded Wen Zhixing's expectations.

Had he absorbed them one by one, it might have been manageable.

But with them erupting all at once, Wen Zhixing also found it somewhat unbearable.

I was too reckless.

Wen Zhixing's face darkened slightly as he quickly focused his mind. The vast primordial yang within him erupted, and the Purgatory Furnace began to operate directly.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat.

This resentful energy surged directly towards his divine soul, causing his mind to falter.

Just then, a refreshing sensation appeared at his neck.

"Hmm?"

Wen Zhixing was taken aback.

It felt as though something was coiling around him.

This feeling... soft, tender, cool yet with a hint of warmth.

What is this...

This soft and smooth sensation was very familiar. Wen Zhixing wanted to check the situation.

But right now, he was struggling to protect even himself.

Fortunately, this strand of cool refreshing sensation was quite comfortable and restored a sliver of his mental clarity.

Wen Zhixing's heart rejoiced, and he hurriedly focused his mind, exerting all his effort to expel that terrifying resentment.

His scorching primordial yang erupted with full force...