Chapter 242: Unconventional (1)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Huo Li Sect.
In front of the mountain gate that was covered in sword marks, the sect master and the Golden Core elders looked at the flying ship of the True Treasure Pavilion that had disappeared into the sky. Their expressions were filled with grief and anger, but deep in their eyes, there was a hint of fear and trembling.
A special-class guest elder was really terrifying. In the past, although they had occasionally heard that the special-class guest elder of the True Treasure Pavilion had a noble status, and the Golden Core in charge of the headquarters had to treat him politely,
It was until today that they truly saw what a special-class guest elder was. Even a Supreme Elder who was a Nascent Soul cultivator could not resist him at all and was instantly annihilated. Such a method could not help but make people tremble in fear.
“The ancestor is dead. Our Huo Li Sect no longer has a Nascent Soul cultivator guarding it. From today onwards, we will seal the mountain for a hundred years. Without an order, all disciples are not allowed to enter and leave the sect at will!
“No matter what you do in the future, you must be careful with your words and actions. Also, you can’t reveal anything about what happened today. Anyone who violates this will die!”
The Huo Li Sect Master’s cold voice resounded. All the Golden Core elders and other disciples were silent.
The Old Ancestor had to withstand karma and died. Not only did they not dare to have any thoughts of revenge, but they also had to be careful of the news being leaked. This was because if other sects found out that Ancestor Huo Li had offended a special-class guest elder of the True Treasure Pavilion and died, the Huo Li Sect would definitely be doomed.
An hour later, the large flying ship enveloped in light had already left the territory of Jin Kingdom and arrived at the Northern Rock Marsh Region. Spring light rippled in a room in the pavilion. The fiery red butterfly under the gauze was bright.
With her obsession gone, Yin Honglian became even more proactive, as if she wanted to pletely integrate Shen Ping into her heart. Although the two of them had already acmodated each other for countless days and nights, the senses brought about by their deep affection were pletely inparable to primitive instincts.
Especially when her mind was pletely relaxed.
Yin Honglian’s usually calm and beautiful face actually had a hint of charm at this moment. Between the ups and downs, there was also an indescribable immersion. Her voice was charming. It was like the music of a singing shop, touching the heartstrings.
As the big pearls fell onto the jade plate, the pipa music that had been playing for several days slowly stopped.
Shen Ping hugged Yin Honglian’s slender waist and smiled gently. “Honglian’s singing this time is very pleasant to the ears. It feels like it has lingered for three days. When I hear it, I wish that the king would never attend court again.”
Yin Honglian’s beautiful hair fell over her shoulders. Her collarbone was beautiful. Her cheeks flushed red, and she revealed a straightforward smile from the bottom of her heart. “If you like it, I’m willing to sing for you day and night in the future.”
Looking at Honglian, who was as beautiful as a fairy, Shen Ping could not help but lower his head and kiss her red lips.
A moment later, 30% gentle, 70% savage. They were shining brightly. It was when Pei Huoyu’s voice came from outside the pavilion that the butterflies in the house were covered by the graceful gauze. He walked out of the attic.
Yin Honglian’s face carried a rare hint of shyness. She blinked her beautiful eyes and bowed seriously to Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, Luo Qing, and the other concubines. “I hope you can take care of me in the future.” As soon as she said this, her heart had pletely integrated into the warm family.
Yu Yan did not say anything. Instead, she smiled at Wang Yun. Wang Yun, who had silver hair, smiled and went forward. She held Yin Honglian’s fair hand and said gently, “Sister Honglian, since we’re family, we should take care of each other.”
“We’ve arrived at the Linhai Immortal City!” At this moment, Shen Ping was already standing at the edge of the railing of the flying ship’s deck. He looked at the immortal-like cultivation city in the distance and opened the virtual interface.
[You have dual cultivated with your Dao panion ten times. You have obtained fire-element spiritual root 4. You have obtained Array Formation Experience 4.]
[Current Dao panion Emotion: 50 10]
[Duo Cultivation Bonus: 10]
[Gold Bonus: 50]
[Additional Talent Effect Bonus: 2]
[Array Dao Talent: prehension 1]
[Fire Spiritual Root: Top-grade (40,000/300,000)]
[Array Master: Low-grade Level Two (30,000/150,000)]
He looked at the golden light shining on Yin Honglian’s virtual frame.
He was silent at first, then sighed.
It wasn’t easy. It was really not easy.
Ever since he had accepted her as his Dao panion, although he had worked hard day and night, the increase in the various attributes brought about by the ordinary frame was really too slow. Fortunately, he was tireless and had never given up easily. This time, after the sincere sacrifice, he had finally undergone a huge transformation. Moreover, she had jumped to gold like Luo Qing.
“Happiness es after suffering ends!” Shen Ping smiled. It transformed into a golden color. This meant that in the future, be it array formations or fire attribute spiritual roots, they would increase at a rapid speed.
Purple Crown.
Pink.
Four gold and one silver.
His efforts for so long were not in vain. And with the support of his wife, concubines, and Dao panions, he could steadily advance towards the path of longevity as long as he accumulated time.
He put away the virtual interface. He looked at the Linhai Immortal City that was already inches away. Shen Ping stood with his hands behind his back. The beautiful robe on his body fluttered in the wind, and his eyes were filled with the light of the morning sun.
Yesterday left, the future was promising.
Yongyang Market.
In a single courtyard.
He had just stepped past the courtyard door when Bai Yuying could not help but stretch her back. The curves of her pink waist-tight dress were arched. She narrowed her eyes and sniffed the abundant spiritual energy around her.
“We’re home!”
Wang Yun, Yu Yan, Luo Qing, and the others smiled.
That’s right. Home.
Although the small courtyard in Qingyang City had many memories and even made them reluctant to part, these few years of cultivation in the Linhai Immortal City were the most stable. At the same time, it was the cultivation life they yearned for in their hearts. Therefore, in the depths of their hearts, this was their true home..
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