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Chapter 22: My Brother Is Not a Vulgar Man! (2/2)
After all, the Refining Qi realm was the beginning of the long cultivation journey. A hundred-foot-high platform rose from accumulated earth, and the foundation laid during the Refining Qi stage was extremely important. Some foolish individuals even stayed in the Refining Qi stage for decades just to refine their foundation.
Only Ning Wuxie, being a Chaotic Defeat Body and possessing the treasure Xuan’er, could progress so rapidly.
“True Essence?” Upon hearing Ning Wuxie’s words, Xuan’er closed her eyes and examined her body.
After a moment, she opened her eyes and said, “Not a single strand.”
“?! What?” Ning Wuxie was surprised. “How could there be none? True Essence is the foundation of cultivation. Without True Essence, one cannot cultivate any techniques. Can you please check again?”
“Really, not a single one. If you don’t believe me, come and see?” Xuan’er straightened up, unfastened her clothing, and revealed her fair little belly.
“Uh, no need to take off your clothes…”
“It’s fine, isn’t it all the same?”
Ning Wuxie nodded and placed his hand on Xuan’er’s healthy, fair, and delicate little belly, moving down a bit to touch her lower abdomen.
The Divine Spiritual Body quietly extended, and Xuaner’s body offered no resistance. Ning Wuxie’s consciousness slowly penetrated into her body and saw her lower abdomen.
A soft light enveloped the area, and the aura within Xuaner’s lower abdomen was extraordinarily holy. Indeed, there was not a single strand of True Essence rotating in the circular area. What emitted light was something else entirely!
A pure white essence pill floated in the center of what should have been the True Essence area, spinning round and round.
Ning Wuxie was shocked. His divine sense concentrated and delved deeper. Through the light, he saw that this essence pill was actually wrapped in many strands of True Essence!
Each strand of True Essence was so tightly wound that it resembled a round white jade walnut. Under the illumination of the soft light, the gaps between the strands of True Essence were almost invisible.
Ning Wuxie roughly counted and found that there were definitely more than nine strands!
What was this? Why did True Essence gather in such a form?
“Ha ha, it tickles…” Xuan’er leaned back, playfully lifting her clothing and sticking out her little belly for Ning Wuxie to touch. Perhaps it had been a bit too long; she felt ticklish and giggled.
Ning Wuxie withdrew his hand. This form of True Essence was indeed a blind spot in his knowledge.
He did not know whether Xuan’er’s foundation was intact and should be like this or if there had originally been a better condition, and this form had already become inferior.
“Xuan’er, your True Essence condition is quite good. The Divine Spiritual Body makes your True Essence different from others, which is very extraordinary.”
As Ning Wuxie spoke, he tied a belt around Xuan’er. Since he could not resolve the issue himself, he could only encourage Xuan’er for now.
“Really?! That means Xuan’er is amazing!”
“Indeed, in the future, you will be even more powerful than me.”
“No way, brother is the most powerful person in the world.” Xuan’er looked at Ning Wuxie with sparkling eyes, still remembering how he had single-handedly cleared an entire street for her.
“Hehe, as long as you know.” Ning Wuxie teasingly replied.
Suddenly, there was a loud knocking at the courtyard door behind them.
This was the first time someone had come to visit in a week, and Ning Wuxie felt a bit nostalgic. He fastened Xuan’er’s belt and tidied her hair.
Xuan’er’s little expression turned tense and fearful, losing the carefree demeanor from before. Now, Xuan’er was a little girl who had wandered for many years, suffering the hardships of the world, and felt somewhat uneasy in front of strangers.
Ning Wuxie gently touched her smooth, tender face and softly comforted her, “Don’t be afraid, just sit here.”
Xuan’er nodded, and Ning Wuxie stood up to open the door.
When the wooden door opened, it turned out to be Qin Jiuyou.
“Brother Ning, it’s a hit, it’s profitable, it’s selling like crazy!”
“I spent the entire week tirelessly replicating recording orbs. Do you know how many I sold just in Hermit Valley? Forty thousand!”
Qin Jiuyou looked haggard, with dark circles under his eyes, but his eyes were filled with excitement and fervor.
“Do you know how they evaluate you? They say you are the most vulgar genius in history, the most uninhibited and repressed cultivation maniac, a deity descending from the star of Lust, and they even gave you a title, the Peach Blossom Fairy, hahaha!”
“This is simply a milestone work in my production career! Moreover, your ideas have inspired me so much!”
“In the future, I have decided to establish a dedicated organization just to produce these sneak shot perspective recording orbs. I’ve even thought of a name!”
Qin Jiuyou spoke non-stop, like a rapid-fire cannon, leaving no room for Ning Wuxie to interject.
This guy was truly too enthusiastic.
He did not care what nickname the rivers and lakes gave him; he only cared about whether he was being targeted and how many spirit stones he could obtain.
Just as he was about to speak, footsteps sounded behind him.
“What are you saying! My brother is not that kind of person!”
Xuan’er angrily emerged from beside Ning Wuxie and shouted at Qin Jiuyou.
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