Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls

After a while, Wen Zhixing's expression slowly returned to clarity. The tremors atop the Soul Sacrifice Banner began to subside. On the surface of the banner, the nine remnant souls from the Mysterious Might Realm still bared their teeth and grimaced, emitting heart-palpitating screams. But gradually, the screams grew softer and finally quieted down.

PHEW... Wen Zhixing slowly exhaled a large breath of turbid air. This time, I nearly capsized in the gutter.

Wen Zhixing murmured, "My cultivation is too low, my divine soul too weak."

The Soul Sacrifice Banner was actually a Spiritual Instrument related to the level of the divine soul. He had not even reached the Mysterious Might Realm. If he were a cultivator in the Visualization Realm and his divine soul had undergone visualization, such a mishap would certainly not have occurred.

He put away the Soul Sacrifice Banner, intending to rise, but felt a heaviness on his body. There was also a sense of restraint. "Hm?" Wen Zhixing suddenly opened his eyes, realizing something was amiss.

What caught his eye was the black hair scattered over his shoulders. Looking down slightly, he saw a delicate face, as exquisite as a porcelain doll's.

Liu Qingdai was entwined around him like an octopus. She was sleeping soundly, her long lashes quivering slightly, lips cherry-red.

Wen Zhixing was momentarily stunned. He then realized, It was likely the intense primordial yang I emitted earlier that attracted Liu Qingdai.

Wen Zhixing couldn't help shaking his head. Whoever researched these elixirs for the Wonderous Palace—their efficacy is truly exceptional!

Naturally, he had no intention of taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable state. He gently tried to get up, intending to set Liu Qingdai down to avoid any misunderstandings.

However, as he moved, Liu Qingdai's closed eyes trembled. Wen Zhixing was taken aback and quickly looked down. Liu Qingdai seemed to react as well, her long lashes quivering once more before her eyes slowly opened. For a moment, the two looked at each other.

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Wen Zhixing felt that Liu Qingdai's pupils were deep and clear, like freshly ground ink. Yet her gaze, like a watercolor painting just beginning to diffuse, carried a hint of haziness.

"You..." Liu Qingdai's lips parted slightly, still somewhat dazed. Just moments before, I seemed to have had a dream. It was short but dreamlike. That feeling was as if I had been in the clouds the whole time. In my dream, I felt heat... drawing me closer. And then...

At this thought, Liu Qingdai's gaze began to dart away, a pink flush spreading over her snow-white skin. Her crystal-clear toes, hidden within her shoes, involuntarily curled up.

I remember now, it was I who moved closer. It wasn't my fault; it was all because of that Wonderous Palace's elixir... Her heart began to pound wildly. She, who had never experienced romantic intimacy, was now full of confusion, but mostly embarrassment.

[Her eyes on you carry a hint of desire.]

[You are full of Yang Qi, which can be released.]

Wen Zhixing was stunned for a couple of seconds, automatically ignoring the panel prompts. Seeing Liu Qingdai also pretending to be unaware, he said, "Qingdai... next time, you mustn't do this. I always keep my distance from women."

Liu Qingdai was speechless. Her body stiffened involuntarily, and the blush quickly faded. For some reason, she felt a bit angry. Playing the innocent after taking advantage, huh?

"Let go," Liu Qingdai said, her face cold.

"Alright," Wen Zhixing replied after a thought, promptly letting go. The beauty in his arms slid down.

"Eh?" A sudden feeling of weightlessness struck Liu Qingdai, and instinctively, she reached out and clung to Wen Zhixing's neck.

"You did that on purpose!" Liu Qingdai's emotions surged as she glared angrily at the handsome face before her.

Wen Zhixing did not respond but instead took the opportunity to hold Liu Qingdai again, saying righteously, "Qingdai, you are injured. Don't make a fuss."

The hand around her soft waist tightened unconsciously.

"...It's just a... minor wound... HISS..." Before she could finish speaking, Liu Qingdai felt a sharp pain from inside her body.

The effects of the Wonderous Powder had worn off by now. The numbed sensation of pain began to resurface, causing her brows to furrow in distress. The battle before had left her with serious injuries. Her insides churned chaotically, and with a suppressed groan, Liu Qingdai's forehead beaded with sweat the size of soybeans. She couldn't even walk properly now.

"Look at you, just look at you. I told you you were hurt, why are you being so stubborn?" Wen Zhixing shook his head and sighed, but his embrace became even gentler.

"You..." Liu Qingdai felt powerless, but her slender fingers stubbornly moved and pinched the inside of Wen Zhixing's arm. Think I can't fight back just because I'm injured? I'll pinch you to death! I'll pinch!

Wen Zhixing felt the pain, but his face remained expressionless.

"It doesn't hurt?" Seeing Wen Zhixing's lack of reaction, Liu Qingdai immediately furrowed her brows.

"It doesn't hurt." Wen Zhixing shook his head and chuckled softly. "The torture I endured when I was a furnace far exceeded this pain."

He made no attempt to hide his past as a furnace. Liu Qingdai was taken aback, and her forceful grip unwittingly loosened. I might have been a bit too harsh… Wen Zhixing hadn't really done anything, after all… she thought. Liu Qingdai's rosy lips parted as she was about to speak.

WHOOSH! At that moment, from a distance, another streak of light surged towards their location.

"Someone's coming!" Upon noticing this, Wen Zhixing's expression turned serious.

The Soul Sacrifice Banner had caused them to linger in this place a bit too long. Liu Qingdai's brows also tightened.

"The wind's picking up, let's make a run for it!" Without hesitation, Wen Zhixing started to dash wildly through the mountain forest.

His speed was in no way slower than when Liu Qingdai had carried him away earlier. Only this time, it was Wen Zhixing carrying Liu Qingdai as they fled.

"You… Aren't you injured?" Suddenly, Liu Qingdai remembered something important.

Wasn't Wen Zhixing gravely injured? Not much time has passed, so how can he be sprinting as if nothing happened? she wondered.

"It's all thanks to Senior Sister's elixir," Wen Zhixing said, laughing it off with an airy response.

Liu Qingdai's heart stirred, but she chose not to speak further.

Not long after the two of them had left, several figures arrived at the scene. Seeing the corpses scattered all over, their expressions turned extremely ugly.

"They're all dead?" Everyone present stiffened.

These were eight cultivators of the Mysterious Might Realm, and they had all been killed. Everyone's expression began to shift.

"We must inform the palace master first!" the leader ordered in a low voice. Then he sent out messages to the others, reporting: suspected targets identified, possible external assistance.

Just then, outside the sky dome, another figure emerged. This person scanned the area with a slight squint of their eyes and, in a flicker, appeared beside the others.

"Who goes there?!" The Wonderous Palace disciples, startled by the sudden appearance, went on high alert.

A voluptuous woman stood before them. Her face blossomed like a lotus, her eyebrows arched like willows, and her eyes, more captivating than peach blossoms, were utterly enthralling.

"Disciples of the Wonderous Palace?" The woman lowered her long eyelashes, her eyes narrowing slightly as she smiled. "So it's you who have been trying to kill my junior sister?"

"Who are you?" The crowd, sensing something amiss, involuntarily took a few steps back.

"I?" The woman's smile vanished as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a chilling and deadly aura that seeped into their very bones. "You are not worthy of knowing my name."

"You!" The crowd was taken aback and furious.

CLANG! A heaven-shattering sword wind unsheathed.

SHHCK! The sword wind, boasting unmatched might, tore a rift through the heavens. All present had no time to react before darkness veiled their vision, and then, they lost all breath of life.

With one strike, their divine souls were extinguished!

"You dared to pursue the junior sister of Bai Luqiu? Be more careful in your next life." The woman sheathed her sword and strode away into the sky.

The mountain breeze rose, gently lifting the hem of her bright red silk dress. The fabric brushed softly against her thighs, rippling like delicate waves.