“All these past experiences feel like they just happened yesterday,” Xia Changqing said with deep emotion as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar layout of the cave mansion. He then lay back on the cold jade bed, contemplating how to sneak into Murong Bing’s palace, reach her Immortal Jade Phoenix Bed in her boudoir, and successfully sign in. As for the excuse of entering nirvana seclusion, it was nothing more than a kind lie. After all, with his Sage’s Pupils and Immortal-Demonic Dao Bones, combined with his Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, his cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.
“Whoosh!” Xia Changqing activated the spirit-gathering formation beneath the jade bed. Pure and dense spiritual Qi continuously surged up from the supreme spiritual vein beneath Holy Son Peak. “Rumble!” Xia Changqing operated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, crazily devouring the surrounding spiritual Qi. His cultivation realm rose rapidly without any bottlenecks. The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, after thousands of years of refinement and improvement in Xia Changqing’s hands, had become increasingly strange and terrifying, capable of even devouring extraterrestrial demons.
1st stage Divine Transformation Realm, 2nd stage Divine Transformation Realm, 3rd stage Divine Transformation Realm.
“Hahaha, in just one month, I’ve restored my cultivation to the 3rd stage Divine Transformation Realm. The combination of the Immortal-Demonic Dao Bones and the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art is indeed terrifying! In a little while longer, I might even recover to the Divine Ability Realm.” A month later, Xia Changqing suddenly opened his eyes, two dazzling golden lights shooting out. After inspecting his Dantian with his divine sense and seeing the spiritual power within, he smiled with joy.
“Buzz buzz buzz!” Xia Changqing keenly sensed the subtle tremors of the formations around Holy Son Peak—clearly someone was using formation-breaking talismans, attempting to sneak in. The handsome youth immediately closed his eyes, planning to catch this uninvited guest.
“Soft Immortal Powder! Dragon Binding Rope! Xiaoxiao, what are you trying to do?” Xia Changqing smelled a fragrant peach blossom scent, and his hands were suddenly bound by golden ropes. He opened his eyes slowly and said helplessly.
“Senior Brother, you smell so good!” The stunning young woman with the bloodline of a sacred beast, her cheeks flushed with shyness, eyes charming like blooming peach blossoms, stepped lightly to the jade bed. She stretched out her delicate hand to gently caress the chiseled face of the handsome youth, her voice soft and full of affection. Her eyes, clear as autumn water, were filled with deep obsession and infatuation. To muster her courage, she had even drunk a lot of strong liquor, and her breath carried a faint drunken fragrance.
“Xiaoxiao, you’re drunk, stop fooling around. Let me go quickly, or else I’ll get angry,” Xia Changqing said calmly. Tu Xiaoxiao’s little tricks were utterly ineffective against him.
“Senior Brother, I’m speaking the truth in my drunken state. Hehe, you wouldn’t want Master to find out about tonight, right? I’ve waited a long time for this day,” Tu Xiaoxiao said as she stood up, removing the coiling dragon jade hairpin from her hair. Her silky black hair cascaded over her fragrant shoulders. She untied her ribbon, and her white long dress slipped from her jade shoulders, pooling at her feet.
“Xiaoxiao, calm down! You haven’t even reached the Great Saint Realm yet; you really can’t do something so foolish.” Xia Changqing, looking at the tender and flower-like body before him, tried to dissuade her helplessly.
“I don’t care. Xiaoxiao only wants Senior Brother’s love,” she said.
“Sigh, Xiaoxiao, you’ll regret this. I’m really not a good person,” Xia Changqing sighed.
As dawn broke, with faint stars still visible in the sky and mist lingering around Holy Son Peak, Tu Xiaoxiao’s cheeks were flushed red. She lowered her head, her steps awkward and weak, supporting herself against the wall as she left.
“Crazy, I’m truly crazy. I actually launched a night attack on Senior Brother. He’s so hateful, not even a bit gentle with me,” she muttered shyly, her ears burning hot. Amid her embarrassment and regret, there was a hint of playfulness and thrill. Sensing no one around, she hurriedly turned into a stream of light and fled back to Moonview Peak.
“What a speechless white tiger!” Xia Changqing muttered as he looked at the blood-red plum mark on the jade bed. “This girl has the White Tiger Sacred Body; her red pill is a divine item for tempering the body.”
Sitting cross-legged, Xia Changqing operated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, sensing the sacred essence of the white tiger, continuously refining his body. His physique seemed to undergo a second development; his eight-pack abs became even more defined and powerful, and his cells seemed armored, growing tougher.
“Crack boom! This is the power of the White Tiger Sacred Beast? Truly formidable!” Xia Changqing exclaimed, throwing a punch that shattered a diamond-like stone, as hard as a top-grade spiritual artifact, into dust.
“Master must have shut off her five senses and six perceptions, cultivating in the Azure Cloud Immortal Pool. Now, if I use the Sage’s Pupils to break the defensive immortal formation of the Supreme Leader Peak and sneak in to complete the fixed-point sign-in, wouldn’t that be perfect?” Xia Changqing’s eyes lit up. He transformed into a golden light, silently moving toward the Supreme Leader Peak, hidden by the sea of clouds.
“Why is this bastard sneaking around instead of cultivating in his cave mansion?” Murong Bing, sitting cross-legged on the Immortal Jade Phoenix Bed, looked puzzled. She had not gone to the Azure Cloud Immortal Pool but had entered deep cultivation. Xia Changqing’s appearance was immediately sensed by the Haotian Mirror.
“Hahaha, open for me!” Xia Changqing appeared in front of the defensive immortal formation. His eyes shot out two beams of golden light, probing and deciphering the weaknesses of the formation, while sending out profound incantations. The grand formation slowly opened a narrow crack. Seizing the opportunity, the handsome youth turned into a stream of light and slipped inside, the crack healing behind him.
Striding boldly into the Supreme Leader Hall, Xia Changqing sat on the grand throne that symbolized Murong Bing’s authority, looking around with a mischievous smile, “It’s still the most comfortable here—high and with a great view. Hehehe, back then, I often did naughty things with Master right here!”
“What on earth is this bastard trying to do? Could it be he knows I’ve also returned to three thousand years ago and wants to confess and seek forgiveness, or does he want to continue bullying me? Should I forgive this bastard? After all, he’s the father of the two babies. No, Murong Bing, you mustn’t soften. This philandering, unfaithful bastard must not be forgiven easily, or he’ll only get worse in the future,” Murong Bing, hiding in the wardrobe, thought, her cheeks flushed and heart in turmoil.
Xia Changqing walked down from the grand throne, striding confidently toward Murong Bing’s boudoir like a master of the house. Startled, Murong Bing quickly hid in the wardrobe. This chapter is updated first at novelping dot com.
“Ah, it smells so good! As expected of Master, with her natural scent of enlightenment lotus,” Xia Changqing commented as he inhaled the refreshing fragrance of the exquisitely arranged boudoir, smiling in satisfaction.
“Ah, still more comfortable sleeping on the Immortal Jade Phoenix Bed. That hard jade bed of mine is uncomfortable,” he said, stretching lazily and closing his eyes in enjoyment.
“This bastard! How many times have I told him not to climb onto my Phoenix Bed with his boots on? He messes up my pillows and silk quilts every time, and I end up cleaning up after him. Xia Changqing, you’re such a vain, lazy, sloppy, disgusting man!” Murong Bing cursed silently from the wardrobe.
As the Holy King of Azure Cloud Holy Land and a powerful female cultivator one step away from the Quasi-Emperor Realm, Murong Bing was now reduced to hiding and trembling like a concubine caught in an affair.
‘Yoyo and Mengmeng, those two little ones, used to love sleeping on me. I wonder how they’re doing in the Immortal Realm. Are they being bullied? Hopefully, Master didn’t put a green hat on me,’ Xia Changqing thought with rare gentleness as he gazed at the ornate ceiling.
‘You dog of a man, what do you take me for? I risked my life to bear you two babies and even dragged the Heavenly Dao to self-destruct for your revenge, and yet you still doubt my sincerity? Have you ever loved me, or did you only treat me as a tool to vent and give birth?’ Tears filled Murong Bing’s phoenix eyes as she silently cried, hands tightly covering her mouth.
Thinking of the two poor babies sealed in the Primordial Chaos Jade Pendant, their fates unknown, Murong Bing felt a wave of sorrow and an urge to rush out and cry in Xia Changqing’s arms. But she knew she couldn’t. If they reunited now, the Heavenly Dao would sense it, and without reaching the Emperor Realm, fighting the Heavenly Dao was a dead end.
‘Sigh, with Master’s loyal and devoted personality, she’d probably never love another man besides me. Only by breaking through to the Immortal King Realm can I reverse time and space and search parallel worlds to find her again. Hehe, for the sake of reuniting the family and feeling Master’s tenderness again, I must reach the Immortal King Realm. First, a small goal—achieve the Emperor Realm within three hundred years and take the Heavenly Dao’s dog head as a drinking trophy,’ Xia Changqing resolved with determination.
‘Bah, you incorrigible, lust-driven disciple! All you’re good for is bullying me and making me cry,’ Murong Bing, having overheard Xia Changqing’s inner thoughts, finally stopped crying and pouted indignantly.