Luo Jianqing held Qingjun’s hand and returned to Taihua Mountain.

This time, the disciples guarding the mountain gate seemed to have learned their lesson from last time. They no longer dared to shout loudly and only greeted respectfully, “Senior Brother,” before quickly allowing them to pass.

Under the clear and bright sky, the seven peaks of Taihua Mountain stood tall, piercing the clouds. Many disciples were practicing martial arts in the training grounds of various peaks, while others were in seclusion, diligently working to improve their cultivation. Luo Jianqing paid no attention to these activities; he tightly held Qingjun’s hand and headed straight towards Yuxiao Peak. However, he suddenly stopped before reaching the peak.

Qingjun’s face, delicate and finely chiseled like a jade sculpture, remained expressionless as he allowed Luo Jianqing to lead him.

They stood at the base of Yuxiao Peak for a long time. Noticing that Luo Jianqing had no intention of going up, Qingjun frowned and looked at him in surprise. When he saw Luo Jianqing’s expression, Qingjun was stunned, and the words he wanted to say remained unspoken.

Luo Jianqing slightly raised his eyes, gazing at the towering peak with a complex expression.

Since he could remember, he had lived here, spending every day of the past ten years with that person.

On Yuxiao Peak, there were only the two of them, master and disciple. Xuan Lingzi did not know how to cook. In the early days, before Luo Jianqing had learned to abstain from food, some disciples would come up to deliver meals.

Later, after Luo Jianqing learned to cook and started fasting, this peak truly became the domain of just the two of them.It was just the two of them, always and only the two of them.

Luo Jianqing did not burn the book “Seeking Immortality III” yesterday. He knew very well that such a thing must be destroyed immediately and that if anyone else saw it, the consequences would be severe.

However, he still couldn’t bring himself to destroy it.Perhaps it was because he wanted to use the book to constantly remind himself of the tragic deaths of his two innocent junior brothers, or perhaps it was because he couldn’t bear to destroy those words:

“From beginning to end, I have always been your disciple. Even when Venerable Huomingzi was furious and wanted my life, you were still willing to spare me.

You believe in me; you never denied me.”

Qingjun gradually felt his hand being gripped tightly by Luo Jianqing, to the point of pain, but he did not make a sound.

For tens of thousands of years, Qingjun had sat alone on that steep mountain peak, playing the same monotonous tune. Day and night, he played, endlessly repeating the same melody. What was once a joyous and passionate hymn gradually turned into a gentle and indifferent lament under his fingers, but he continued to play.

He could now sense the great turmoil in Luo Jianqing’s heart, though he did not understand the reason behind it, Qingjun did not wish to disturb him.

After a long time, Luo Jianqing released his grip, turned, and looked down at Qingjun, saying gently, “Senior, I have some matters to attend to. Would you mind returning to the spatial ring for now?”

Qingjun nodded, “I also wish to enter seclusion for a while to recuperate. If you need me, you can call my name while taking out a pill, and I will awaken.”

Luo Jianqing agreed, and soon, Qingjun transformed into a stream of light and entered Luo Jianqing’s spatial ring.

The next moment, Luo Jianqing lightly tapped the ground with his toes and, in the blink of an eye, reached the summit of Yuxiao Peak. His pace gradually slowed as he walked through the rustling bamboo forest and passed the flat medicinal herb fields. Soon, he saw Xuan Lingzi waiting in front of the bamboo house, and he suddenly stopped.

Xuan Lingzi looked at Luo Jianqing, his face inexplicably turning red before he asked, “What did you gain from this training trip? Were you injured?”

Luo Jianqing appeared unscathed, and Xuan Lingzi had already scanned his body with spiritual sense, confirming he had no internal injuries.

Despite this, Xuan Lingzi couldn’t help but ask, yet received no answer from Luo Jianqing.Xuan Lingzi furrowed his brows and called, “Jianqing?”

Luo Jianqing slowly curved his lips into a bright smile and strode over to Xuan Lingzi.

This made Xuan Lingzi’s face flush even more. He stumbled back a step, but Luo Jianqing grabbed his hand. In an instant, a burning heat spread from their touching hands, causing Xuan Lingzi’s eyes to shrink and his heart to flare with a scorching color.

Luo Jianqing looked up at him and said, “Master, if one day I betray the sect, how would you deal with me?”

Xuan Lingzi’s body stiffened, and he tried to keep his voice calm as he said, “You will not betray the sect.”

Luo Jianqing asked in return, “Why?”Xuan Lingzi looked down at his disciple before him.

Unable to resist, he reached out and embraced him tightly, whispering close to Luo Jianqing’s ear, “Because if you leave, I will follow you wherever you go.”

The warm breath against his ear made Luo Jianqing’s heart tremble uncontrollably. He reached out and hugged Xuan Lingzi’s waist, burying his head in the crook of his shoulder, surrounded by the faint scent of lotus.

After a long time, Luo Jianqing finally spoke, “Master, a long time ago, I obtained a book.”

Xuan Lingzi looked puzzled, releasing his hold on Luo Jianqing’s waist to look at him.

In the bright and gentle sunlight, the young man’s eyes shone like stars, his face adorned with a gentle smile, just as handsome and graceful as Xuan Lingzi remembered. Luo Jianqing said word by word, “That book is called ‘Seeking Immortality’.”

Luo Jianqing then began to recount the story of “Seeking Immortality” to Xuan Lingzi.

When Xuan Lingzi learned that he and Luo Jianqing were merely characters in a book, he did not react much. Just as Luo Jianqing had expected, true cultivators cultivate the self and their true nature. They firmly believe in their existence and would not abandon themselves because of a book.

However, as he listened, Xuan Lingzi’s grip on Luo Jianqing tightened, and his expression darkened.

On his usually calm and indifferent face, an unhidden anger appeared. When Luo Jianqing finished the last sentence, Xuan Lingzi looked down at him, and Luo Jianqing looked up at him. Their gazes met in mid-air, sparking like lightning.

Luo Jianqing asked, “Wuyin, will you do the things described in the book?”

Xuan Lingzi’s body stiffened slightly, and he quickly concealed his emotions, replying calmly, “No.”

Luo Jianqing couldn’t hold back his laughter any longer.

He lifted his head and kissed Xuan Lingzi’s thin lips.Once the kiss began, it was hard to stop.

The two of them held each other tightly, as if trying to meld the other into their bones. Xuan Lingzi lowered his head, kissing Luo Jianqing’s lips, while the latter closed his eyes, kissing back passionately. Naturally, Luo Jianqing did not notice that when he spoke of the plot of “Seeking Immortality”, Xuan Lingzi’s fingers hidden in his sleeves had been trembling uncontrollably. And when Xuan Lingzi kissed him, a red light flashed in his eyes, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

At that moment, Xuan Lingzi seemed to have returned to that most terrifying day.

He stood alone at the summit of Yuxiao Peak, looking into the distance again and again, waiting for his second disciple to bring back his most beloved senior disciple.

Xuan Lingzi had been brought to Yuxiao Peak by his master since he was young. His master, who was over three thousand years old, had only found Xuan Lingzi, who had a superior root bone, and had taught him all kinds of cultivation methods, forgetting to teach him any worldly rules.

On Yuxiao Peak, there were now only Xuan Lingzi and Luo Jianqing, just as there had only been Xuan Lingzi and his master back then.

The former grand elder of Taihua Mountain had only a little over a thousand years left to live and had been injured in a war between two clans, making it unlikely he would survive for a few hundred years. Xuan Lingzi trained diligently, living up to his master’s expectations. At the age of two hundred, he reached the Nascent Soul stage, a miraculous feat that allowed the grand elder to close his eyes in satisfaction and enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Xuan Lingzi did not know how to treat his disciple, so he could only learn from his master and carefully teach Luo Jianqing. He put all his thoughts into this child, caring for everything about him, raising him into adulthood, and then… developing feelings he shouldn’t have.

He no longer dared to show any emotions to Luo Jianqing, no longer dared to be too close to him.Everything changed too quickly.

In just eighteen years, too many things had happened. Before Xuan Lingzi realized it, the person he loved most had been expelled from Taihua Mountain. On that day, he left Yuxiao Peak and went to Cangshuang Peak, standing in front of Venerable Haoxingzi.

“Senior Brother, Jianqing must have his reasons!”

Hao Xingzi looked at him in disbelief and shouted angrily, “Junior Brother, as the Grand Elder of Taihua Mountain, the evidence is irrefutable. How can you let Luo Jianqing, who voluntarily fell into the demonic path and cruelly killed hundreds of righteous disciples, go unpunished for personal reasons?”

Xuan Lingzi felt a pang in his heart but still said, “I believe in Jianqing! Senior Brother, you watched him grow up. You know he isn’t that kind of person.”

Hao Xingzi frowned and retorted, “Three thousand years ago, no one would have believed that Senior Lin Changyang, who fell into the demonic path, would become such an evil person either.”

Xuan Lingzi was at a loss for words.

Immediately, Hao Xingzi prepared to issue the Taihua Order to capture the treacherous Luo Jianqing. Hearing this, Xuan Lingzi’s eyes sharpened, and he knelt down straight away. Hao Xingzi stared at him, pointing at his usually emotionless Junior Brother with trembling fingers. After a long time, he asked in terror, “What… what are you doing?”

Xuan Lingzi raised his head to look at him, his face calm, but his words were resolute, “Senior Brother, I believe in Jianqing!”

At that moment, Hao Xingzi Zunzhe seemed to realize something, and the terrifying thought made his face turn pale. He did not let Xuan Lingzi get up, so Xuan Lingzi continued to kneel. Three days later, Hao Xingzi Zunzhe seemed to have aged a hundred years. In a hoarse voice, he asked, “Since when… did you develop such feelings for Jianqing?”

Xuan Lingzi remained silent, his head slightly lowered.

This reaction made Hao Xingzi even more heartbroken.

After a long time, Hao Xingzi flicked his robe and said, “Go to the Cliff of Reflection to atone for his sins!”

Memories flashed past Xuan Lingzi’s eyes like flowing water. He held the young man in his arms tightly, his tongue prying open his teeth to taste the sweet fluid within. Jianqing’s scent filled his nostrils, and his fingers felt the warmth of Jianqing’s body, a scorching warmth unlike a corpse, no longer cold, no longer breathing…

Luo Jianqing’s lips were swollen from Xuan Lingzi’s kisses. When they finally parted, Luo Jianqing panted heavily, while Xuan Lingzi’s eyes were slightly red as he looked at him seriously. Caught off guard, Luo Jianqing’s eyes were gently kissed by Xuan Lingzi.

The lingering kiss fell gently on his eyes, nose, and face. Xuan Lingzi kissed every inch of his skin meticulously, biting his small earlobe, tracing the elegant line of his face downwards, finally covering his soft lips again.

This kiss was ambiguous and intimate. As they kissed, they moved into the room. Xuan Lingzi’s actions had never been so rough, the tingling sensation from being licked traveled through Luo Jianqing’s body, making him dizzy, unaware that the Xuan Lingzi before him seemed to be in some sort of trance.

A bloody world, a cliff where the cold wind howled, and that person lay breathless by the cliff’s edge, a cold and merciless long sword piercing through his chest.

When Xuan Lingzi saw this scene, his heart shattered, and his spiritual power surged violently, almost killing him. His eyes were wet with blood; he could no longer see anything, hear anything. He just foolishly stared at this person, this person who seemed long dead, the pain in his heart overflowing like the ocean, swallowing him whole.

With a thousand-pound stone crushing his throat, the air turned into heavy blood. Xuan Lingzi stood at the cliff’s edge, looking at his disciple bathed in blood. His chest heaved, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He heard someone shouting behind him, “Xuan Lingzi Zunzhe!”But he could not turn back.

He didn’t know how he walked step by step. The Xuanling Sword, seeing his approach, cheered and flew towards him, hovering before his eyes. But he looked at this sword that had followed him for hundreds of years, and suddenly reached out and broke it!

The Xuanling Sword let out a mournful cry, unable to believe its master would treat it this way. The sword edge scraped Xuan Lingzi’s fingers, leaving a deep, bone-deep wound.

At this moment, no one on the Heartbreak Cliff dared to make a sound.

The remnants of the Xuanling Sword emitted a difficult, lingering sword chant, but Xuan Lingzi ignored it. As the Xuanling Sword made a final, effortful cry, Xuan Lingzi suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with extreme hatred, and almost madly asked three times, “Why did you hurt him? Why did you hurt him? Why did you hurt him?”

The Xuanling Sword fell silent, awaiting its death after being shattered.

Then, Xuan Lingzi touched Luo Jianqing’s cheek. That face, carrying a hint of relief and a smile of liberation, was smeared with blood and dirt, no longer bearing the elegance of Taihua Mountain’s first disciple. Yet, Xuan Lingzi, with trembling fingers, carefully brushed away the hair stuck to Jianqing’s face.

At first, he held him gently, but in the end, he clutched him tightly to his chest.

“Master… will take you back…”

“Take you back to Taihua Mountain, to Yuxiao Peak…”

“Just the two of us, we’ll go back to Yuxiao Peak, Jianqing, we’ll go back…”

Xuan Lingzi’s kiss fell gently on Luo Jianqing’s forehead, just as it did more than forty years ago when he saw the seventeen-year-old youth for the first time. His heart couldn’t help but tremble, he wanted to kiss this child, and he held back. Now, as he kissed again, the other could no longer respond.

Would Jianqing find him disgusting? Or would Jianqing never want to recognize him as his master again?

These were questions Xuan Lingzi could never get answers to.

He held Luo Jianqing’s hand, but Jianqing’s hand suddenly fell, hitting the ground.

Xuan Lingzi stared blankly at the scene, as if not understanding what had happened. He continued to hold Jianqing’s hand. This time, their fingers intertwined, he held that hand tightly, just as he had held this child’s hand many years ago, guiding him through sword practice again and again.

Xuan Lingzi stared blankly at the scene, as if not understanding what had happened. He continued to hold Jianqing’s hand. This time, their fingers intertwined, he held that hand tightly, just as he had held this child’s hand many years ago, guiding him through sword practice again and again.

“Jianqing, Master will take you back.”

With these words, Xuan Lingzi lifted Luo Jianqing, holding him close to his chest.

On the desolate Heartbreak Cliff of Mangmang Chouzhou, hundreds of righteous cultivators looked on in horror. Suddenly, someone shouted, “You just kissed his corpse, you are master and disciple, you are…”

Whoosh!

A golden sword light pierced through, and the speaking cultivator stopped breathing.

The righteous cultivators were terrified. Some said, “This is master-disciple incest.” Others said, “You are disgusting and filthy.” Some shouted, “Xuan Lingzi Zunzhe, he is dead, stop being delusional.” Others asked, “Has Xuan Lingzi Zunzhe gone mad, opposing the righteous path for a dead man?”

Then, one by one, they fell to the sword light filled with infinite hatred.

At the desolate Heartbreak Cliff of Mangmang Chouzhou, only Xuan Lingzi, holding Luo Jianqing, and a stunned Li Xiuchen remained. Xuan Lingzi stared blankly at his second disciple without speaking a word.

Li Xiuchen’s voice trembled as he spoke, “Master, Senior Brother felt guilty and chose to die.”

Xuan Lingzi continued to stare at him blankly.

Li Xiuchen persisted, “Master, Senior Brother harmed his fellow disciples. Today, he killed many righteous cultivators! You came to the Heartbreak Cliff to clean up the sect. These people were killed by him, not you!”

Xuan Lingzi remained silent.

Li Xiuchen gritted his teeth and said, “Master, you can’t be deceived by Senior Brother any longer. He is already dead, you…”

“Shut up!”

A golden sword light brushed past Li Xiuchen’s face, making him too terrified to speak.

Xuan Lingzi held the person in his arms tighter, pressing his cheek against Luo Jianqing’s cold face, gently rubbing and murmuring self-deceptively over and over, “He’s not dead, he’s not dead… He really isn’t dead, he still has to go home…”

…..

In a small bamboo house, memories of the past life made Xuan Lingzi’s eyes red with tears, and his inner demons surged once more. He bit Luo Jianqing’s lips hard, leaning forward and suddenly pressing him onto the bamboo bed. The two fell together with a thud.

Luo Jianqing was a bit stunned, but Xuan Lingzi’s hand started to slide downward.

His hand rested on Luo Jianqing’s chest, feeling the heartbeat through the fabric. He gently licked the already swollen and sensitive lips, making Luo Jianqing groan softly, feeling a heat on his chest as Xuan Lingzi’s hand slipped under his clothes, covering his chest tightly.

Luo Jianqing frowned, looking at Xuan Lingzi in surprise. The latter lowered his eyes to look at him as well.

Sunlight streamed into the bamboo house, leaving only a hint of light. Luo Jianqing’s eyes were misty, but Xuan Lingzi’s eyes held a mixture of emotions he couldn’t understand. It seemed as if something had tormented Xuan Lingzi to the extreme, and he looked at Luo Jianqing with a deep, dark gaze, as if he could peel his skin and bones apart, embed him in his heart forever, and never let him escape.

Luo Jianqing’s voice was hoarse, not realizing the desire in it, “Wuyin…”

Xuan Lingzi’s hand still rested on Luo Jianqing’s chest, his palm rubbing the tender nipple, making it slowly stand erect.

Luo Jianqing’s face turned red, just about to ask Xuan Lingzi to remove his hand, but Xuan Lingzi suddenly lowered his head, sealing his words with a kiss. Xuan Lingzi’s hand slowly undid their clothing, removing the outer garment, then the inner one.

In those eyes, tinged red, there was a terrifying possessiveness, and the surging spiritual power within Xuan Lingzi made him only want to possess the person in front of him, to prevent him from ever leaving again, to ensure he would never face any danger.

When they were both naked, Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned, not understanding what had happened. But Xuan Lingzi suddenly lowered his head, kissing his nipple.

“Ah…”

It was at the position above the heart. Xuan Lingzi kissed it earnestly and reverently, his rough tongue licking the tender spot, sending waves of tingling pleasure through Luo Jianqing, making him sink into it. He never knew that he could be so sensitive there.

The scent of lotus in the air made Luo Jianqing sink into desire, unable to extricate himself, and he could only instinctively moan.

One of Xuan Lingzi’s hands played with his body, gently caressing, while the other hand slowly moved down, suddenly grasping Luo Jianqing’s member. In an instant, Luo Jianqing’s body stiffened, not daring to move, but he felt the other hand start to stroke him.

Luo Jianqing was already erect, and under the caresses of his beloved, he could not help but moan continuously.

The pleasure from his chest and the pleasure from below mixed together, making Luo Jianqing immerse in it, like a small boat drifting along the waves. When he finally released, his mind was overwhelmed with endless pleasure, uncontrollably shouting Xuan Lingzi’s name, holding him even tighter.

The release from the front made Luo Jianqing’s rear involuntarily contract, and when a finger entered, Luo Jianqing, still immersed in the pleasure, did not notice. But when that finger started to move within him, Luo Jianqing finally realized, his face flushed, and he tried to push Xuan Lingzi away.

“No… Wuyin, there…”

Xuan Lingzi’s eyes were already full of desire. If at first he was controlled by the terrifying inner demon, now, after waking from unforgettable memories, he could no longer pull himself away.

The cold corpse on Heartbreak Cliff was Xuan Lingzi’s nightmare.

He did not know how to face his disciple, he dared not speak, he dared not say anything. Even when Luo Jianqing asked him if it would be like in the book, Xuan Lingzi dared not confess his rebirth.

What if Jianqing asked about the past life, how should he answer?

Even if everything had its reasons, Xuan Lingzi was too ashamed to face his disciple.

At this time, Xuan Lingzi’s heart of Taoism had never wavered. His mind was filled with the contents of the book “Spring Breeze Blowing the Body”, and every time he thought of the pictures in it, his body became even stronger.

Xuan Lingzi’s fingers were stained with the sixth-grade spiritual medicine Ningbi Lu, and he inserted them into Luo Jianqing’s body bit by bit. The hot and scalding intestinal wall was cheering his arrival, and his thin fingers soon reached the end. Xuan Lingzi imitated the movements in the book and began to dig gently.

This time, Luo Jianqing was no longer able to resist. A moving moan escaped from his lips, and his arms were still trying to resist, but his legs had already wrapped around Xuan Lingzi’s waist, allowing him to rub his fingers against his back.

Luo Jianqing never knew that it could be so hot. When the ointment entered his body, it was so cold that he shivered at first, but soon it was like a flame burning through every inch of his skin, burning him so much that he trembled all over and felt even more empty and unbearable in his body.

Soon, it was two fingers.

Two fingers gently stretched Luo Jianqing’s back, causing him to gasp in pleasure and pain.

When all three fingers were inserted, Luo Jianqing moaned softly.

Finally, all the fingers were pulled out, Luo Jianqing looked at the black-haired venerable on his body in confusion, raised his head and kissed Xuan Lingzi’s lips. The hot thing pressed against Luo Jianqing’s back, burning his body and trembling slightly, but it just didn’t go in, still rubbing gently outside, as if hesitating about something.

Luo Jianqing loosened his lips and said in a hoarse voice: “Wuyin, you still… don’t dare?”

Although Luo Jianqing didn’t expect that he would be the receiving , he knew that once he really went in, it would be a complete incest between master and disciple, and there would be no turning back for them.

However, this time, Luo Jianqing was wrong. Xuan Lingzi was not shaken by such a small matter. He looked at his charming and seductive disciple with a fiery gaze, his eyes sliding across that extremely beautiful face, across that slender body, and finally back to those clear but erotic eyes.

Xuan Lingzi said in a serious tone: “No matter what, Jianqing, everything I do is… for you.”

Luo Jianqing couldn’t help but laugh. He didn’t understand. His brain was struck by desire. The emptiness behind him kept squirming. He whispered, “For me, including… having sex with me?”

The next moment, Luo Jianqing directly pulled Xuan Lingzi’s body upwards, and in an instant, the giant object pierced into Luo Jianqing’s body.

The two men sighed with satisfaction. People who practiced cultivation originally had stronger bodies, and Xuan Lingzi used a sixth-grade spiritual medicine as a lubricant. At this moment, Luo Jianqing did not feel any discomfort. He only felt a wave of fullness coming from behind, and the tingling sensation climbed up along his spine.

Xuan Lingzi stayed in Luo Jianqing’s body without moving.

At first Luo Jianqing didn’t have any idea, but gradually, he felt dissatisfied. He asked hoarsely: “Wuyin, don’t you really know how to be at top? I thought you were so skilled in it before and knew it already, but I didn’t expect you to be so… “

The young man’s confused look made Xuan Lingzi unable to bear it any longer, and he began to thrust hard.

Each time he inserted it to the deepest part, each time he pulled it to the hole, and then pushed it in hard. The young man’s hole squeezed his lower body desperately. Xuan Lingzi had lived for more than three hundred years and had never experienced such pleasure. Physical pleasure was one aspect, but more importantly, it was psychological pleasure.

He deeply felt that the young man under him was still a living being.

He could breathe, he could wrap his legs around his waist, he could bite him tightly from behind, and he could call out his name over and over again.

After roughly several hundred strokes, both of them were already addicted to this sweet pleasure and couldn’t extricate themselves.

Although Luo Jianqing had accidentally seen a man and a woman making love in the wild when he was out training, he had never masturbated himself. Luo Jianqing’s first time was Xuan Lingzi’s so-called double cultivation, but although the pleasure at that moment was extremely strong, it was only for a moment, not as continuous and extreme pleasure as now.

By this time, the two were about to reach climax. After all, it was Luo Jianqing’s first time, and he was enjoying himself under the master he had admired for many years, so he was still a little shy. After the pleasure became unbearable, he bit his hand to stop himself from shouting out.

Xuan Lingzi did not force him, but when both of them were about to reach the peak, he suddenly asked: “Jianqing, do you want to practice dual cultivation?”

Luo Jianqing was suddenly stunned.

Xuan Lingzi said seriously, “The so-called dual cultivation method is best performed when the bodies are intertwined. Dual cultivation can enhance the cultivation of both parties, which is beneficial to both of us. Moreover, your cultivation is much lower than that of your master. If we practice dual cultivation, perhaps we can…”

“Are you going to do it or not?”

Luo Jianqing was so tormented by the sudden stop of pleasure that he couldn’t bear it anymore. He loosened his fingers and shouted out in anger. But he didn’t know that he didn’t look angry at all at the moment. His eyes were full of happiness, and he was still twisting Xuan Lingzi under him.

Luo Jianqing thought Xuan Lingzi was so old-fashioned that he could stop and teach him at such a critical moment. But he didn’t know that Xuan Lingzi couldn’t help it anymore. Hearing Luo Jianqing’s angry shout, he thrust in again

However, this time, Xuan Lingzi no longer gave Luo Jianqing the chance to choose.

From the place where their bodies were connected, a powerful force penetrated Luo Jianqing’s body and reached his Dantian. The two souls touched each other gently, Xuan Lingzi’s soul was more condensed, and Luo Jianqing’s soul was slightly smaller.

At the moment when their souls completely merged, Luo Jian felt so refreshed that even his toes curled up, and Xuan Lingzi also let out a muffled groan.

Luo Jianqing shot out first, his back hole tightly strangled Xuan Lingzi, forcing the latter to also contribute his essence. The hot white liquid was all sprayed on the hot intestinal wall, burning Luo Jianqing so much that he moaned and his body trembled.

However, this time, the physical pleasure had reached its peak, but the pleasure of the spiritual fusion had just begun.

The pleasure was like waves, coming to Luo Jianqing in waves, without any stopping moment. Luo Jianqing closed his eyes, enjoying the extreme pleasure of the whole body and mind blending, Xuan Lingzi hugged him, and the two fell on the bed together, their lower bodies still tightly connected, and Xuan Lingzi began to recite the formula silently.

When Xuan Lingzi suppressed his pleasure and finished reciting the mantra, Luo Jianqing also felt that he was about to die here.

Xuan Lingzi came out of his body gently, but Luo Jianqing stopped him, pounced on him, and kissed him again. The two fell on the bamboo couch and started kissing again. This time, without the control of the inner demon, Xuan Lingzi seemed a little awkward, so Luo Jianqing pressed him down and kissed him wantonly.

After the kiss, Luo Jianqing smiled softly: “Wuyin, Wuyin…”

Xuan Lingzi looked up at the disciple who had overpowered him and murmured, “Jianqing…”

The two looked at each other for a moment, and finally started another round of lovemaking.

Xuan Lingzi had practiced for more than 300 years and had never experienced love affairs. Luo Jianqing was only good at talking and was also a novice. The two hit it off immediately and did it from day to night. In the end, Luo Jianqing couldn’t hold on any longer and fell asleep. Xuan Lingzi then hugged him and pointed his finger at the sword pattern between his eyebrows to replenish his spiritual power.

The next day, Luo Jianqing woke up full of energy and without saying a word, he subdued Xuan Lingzi again.

The physical strength of a cultivator is truly astonishing. After Luo Jianqing returned to Mount Taihua, he stayed at Yuxiao Peak for seven days without leaving. On the seventh day, the head of the sect sent Zuo Yunmo to Yuxiao Peak to ask Luo Jianqing to go to Cangshuang Peak to explain the affairs. Only then did the two finally get out of their disregard for the sun and the moon and their lovemaking.

Luo Jianqing tidied his clothes and put on a high-collared white robe to cover the kiss mark on his neck. When he came to his senses, Xuan Lingzi had already put on all his clothes and stood in front of the window, looking up at the sky. If it weren’t for the sweet smell in the room that had not yet dissipated, Luo Jianqing almost thought that his master was really so selfless.

Luo Jianqing laughed softly and said, “Master, I wonder how many female cultivators in the world who admire you have been deceived by your appearance? For example… it seems that the Grand Elder of Feihua Sect once…”

Xuan Lingzi said angrily: “Jianqing!”

Luo Jianqing immediately flew away, not giving Xuan Lingzi a chance to teach him a lesson.

Soon, Luo Jianqing arrived at the foot of Yuxiao Peak and followed Zuo Yunmo to Cangshuang Peak.

Strangely enough, even though the two of them had been doing it recklessly and wantonly for so long, Luo Jianqing didn’t feel any discomfort in his body, but his cultivation became more stable. He had just reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul before, and hadn’t had time to stabilize his cultivation. Now, after practicing with Xuan Lingzi, he has actually reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul.

Although Zuo Yunmo couldn’t see Luo Jianqing’s cultivation, he felt that Luo Jianqing at this moment was like a mountain that could not be pushed down. With a dark light flashing in his eyes, Zuo Yunmo asked, “Brother, your cultivation seems to have improved. I remember that I had the honor to meet you seven days ago. At that time, it seemed that you were not as good as now.”

Luo Jianqing blushed: “After I returned to Yuxiao Peak, I devoted myself to cultivation.”

Zuo Yunmo didn’t ask any more questions.

Is there any kind of cultivation in the world that can compare to practicing dual cultivation with a venerable being in the Spirit Transformation Stage?

In the dual cultivation between Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi, Luo Jianqing was destined to benefit greatly. Although Xuan Lingzi also gained some benefits, compared with Luo Jianqing, it was a drop in the bucket. If they continued to practice dual cultivation for a few more days, Luo Jianqing might be able to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage!

After arriving at Cangshuang Peak, Luo Jianqing explained in detail his experience this time, and also told Venerable Hao Xingzi about the demon cultivator who killed 100,000 people. Hearing this, Venerable Hao Xingzi said: “It is just as the people of Guiyuan Sect said. Jianqing, you did a good job this time, but you must remember that if this kind of thing happens again in the future, don’t take risks. Even if you can’t kill the demon cultivator, you must save your own life.”

Luo Jianqing nodded in agreement.

Not long after, Luo Jianqing left Cangshuang Peak and headed for Yuxiao Peak. He was moving very fast, almost impatient, but when he saw Haoming Peak, he suddenly stopped.

Luo Jianqing frowned, flew to Haoming Peak, grabbed a junior brother at random and asked him.

The junior brother said, “Li Xiuchen? Junior brother Li went out to gain experience and has not returned yet.”

Luo Jianqing did not ask any more questions. He quickly returned to Yuxiao Peak, and as soon as he came back, he saw his master was reading a book. Seeing him come back, Xuan Lingzi quickly put the book back into the bookshelf. Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned, but did not think much about it.

He walked directly to Xuan Lingzi and asked, “Master, how do we kill Li Xiuchen?”

Xuan Lingzi was stunned.