Xu Ping extended his hand, drawing her back into his embrace, feeling the warm touch of her smooth skin, he smiled faintly and spoke in a calm tone:
"It’s just so fortuitous chances, Senior Sister, no need to be surprised."
He was certainly aware of the gains True Monarch Lan Ling made from this session of dual cultivation.
His physique, Divine Sense, and Mana combined were almost equivalent to that of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator.
True Monarch Lan Ling cultivated with him, and with his deliberate guidance, True Monarch Lan Ling naturally gained imnsely.
True Monarch Lan Ling rested her head on his solid chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, yet her heart was in turmoil.
Hundreds of years have passed, from initially being an Early-Stage Nascent Soul, she leaped to surpassing ordinary Late-Stage Nascent Soul existence.
This could hardly be described by rely "fortuitous chances," it was simply a defy-the-heavens fortune!
Just how many secrets does her junior brother carry?
"True Monarch, there’s a major matter to report!"
Just as they were enjoying a rare mont of warmth, a slightly hurried report ca from outside the bedchamber.
The two exchanged a glance and quickly got up.
Xu Ping’s figure subtly moved, his aura was completely retracted, rging with the environnt, vanishing without a trace.
True Monarch Lan Ling tidied her slightly disheveled attire and hair bun, instantly restoring her usual cool and dignified appearance, with a wave of her jade hand, the restriction of the bedchamber opened.
"Enter."
A beautiful female disciple walked in quickly, her face barely concealing her panic and excitent, after bowing, she urgently spoke:
"Reporting to True Monarch, we’ve just received definite news."
"The Red Sand Sect, which has opposed our Valley of Ten Thousand Demons for many years..... has been wiped out!"
"What?"
True Monarch Lan Ling stood up abruptly, her face full of shock, "The Red Sand Sect has been wiped out? When did this happen? Which force did it?"
The female disciple quickly replied: "Just last night, the specifics are extrely bizarre, the Red Sand Sect’s sect entrance was intact, the Sect Protection Array showed no signs of being forcibly breached."
"Yet, within the sect, from Nascent Soul elders to Qi Refining disciples, along with all demon beasts, and even stored resources... have all vanished into thin air!"
"No traces of battle, no bloodstains, no residual mana fluctuations, it’s as if... it’s as if the entire Red Sand Sect never existed!"
"Vanished into thin air... no traces..." murmured True Monarch Lan Ling, her shock feeling like monstrous waves inside.
The strength of the Red Sand Sect was not weak, its Sect Protection Array has been inherited for years, only a Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator could achieve such a trace-less feat.
Her mind suddenly conjured a thought, she sharply glanced at the direction where Xu Ping had previously hidden.
Was it the work of the junior brother?
Yet his true form was clearly always here with ... The Red Sand Sect is several tens of thousands of miles away.
Additionally, such a bizarre, near-erasure asure, even a Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator might find it difficult to achieve, right?
She forcibly suppressed the storm of shock in her heart, carefully inquiring about a few details from the female disciple, affirming the news was accurate, then waved her hand to dismiss her.
After the bedchamber door was closed again and the restriction was raised once more, True Monarch Lan Ling couldn’t hold back any longer, looking toward a certain place in the void: "Junior Brother, was the Red Sand Sect affair your doing?"
Xu Ping’s figure slowly erged, his face carrying a carefree smile, he only said two words:
"Confidential."
Indeed, it was his doing, yet it wasn’t by his own hand.
He directed that master soul, ghost soul to go.
With the ghost soul’s current Divine Techniques, wiping out a small Red Sand Sect was effortlessly easy, no need for any effort.
True Monarch Lan Ling understood in her heart, although she didn’t know the exact thods, she affird it must be Xu Ping’s handiwork.
She walked to Xu Ping’s side, extending her delicate jade hand to gently hold his face, her beautiful eyes shimring with colors as if she was re-recognizing the person in front of her, softly speaking:
"Junior Brother.... Truly astonishing Sister beyond asure!"
Xu Ping rely smiled, saying nothing more.
A minor matter, not worth ntioning.
Then, his expression turned serious, saying: "Senior Sister, the Red Sand Sect is eliminated, external threats are temporarily relieved, I need to enter closed-door practice for a period to refine a treasure."
True Monarch Lan Ling imdiately nodded: "Junior Brother, rest assured and enter secluded cultivation."
"It will be in the underground chamber of my Blue Water Peak, where the Spiritual Qi is most abundant and completely quiet, the entire chamber is for your use, no one will disturb you."
"That’s very well." Xu Ping nodded.
...
Blue Water Peak, underground chamber.
This chamber is hidden within the mountain’s Spirit Vein core, the surrounding walls are built with a mixture of God Inhibition Stone and ten-thousand-year warm jade, not only incredibly solid but also isolates all Divine Sense probing and aura leakage.
Inside, Spiritual Qi coalesces into mist.
Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade Bed at the center.
With a thought, a cyan stream of light shot from his brow Sea of Consciousness and flew out, hovering before him, it was that Lifebound Magical Treasure tied to his life—the Canghua Divine Wood Sword.
The sword body was ancient and naturally patterned, at this mont feeling the master’s summons and the dense Spiritual Qi around, it spontaneously emitted a clear and joyous hum, the sword spirit’s joyous emotion clearly communicated to Xu Ping’s heart.
"Master!"
A slightly immature yet full of spiritual intent echoed.
"Hmm."
Xu Ping nodded slightly.
Then, he sobered his expression, pinching a spell.
Beside him, with a flash of ghastly light, that Thunder Spirit sealed by multiple restrictions, its aura languishing, was released from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
The Thunder Spirit had just appeared.
Even though it was weakened by seals, the pure, fierce essence, seemingly representing heaven’s punitive origin’s terrifying thunderous aura, imdiately filled the entire chamber.
Fine sparks perated the air.
If it weren’t for the chamber’s array isolation, it might have already induced exterior weather anomalies.
The Canghua Divine Wood Sword sensed this thunderous power, its sword body quavering even more violently, there was a longing, an instinct to devour, to unite.
"Don’t rush!"
Xu Ping’s Divine Sense soothed the Canghua Divine Wood Sword, "Only by refining this Thunder Spirit into pure origin, can it be absorbed by you."
The Canghua Divine Wood Sword let out a soft hum, calming down.
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