"That’s true."
Ling Ningzhi recalled the incident at the Chen Mansion last ti, and couldn’t help but feel a bit resentful...
"Mr. Chen is clearly mine. I won’t let Shizun have him!"
She pushed Chen Mo onto the bed, spreading her legs in a duck-sitting position, pressing down on him.
Gazing into those dreamy eyes, Chen Mo’s lips curled into a subtle smile.
Looks like the little rabbit is ready to devour soone!
...
...
Whoosh—
The wind howled, sweeping up the clouds.
In the courtyard, the void split open, revealing the figure of Ji Hongxiu.
A faint smile played at her lips as she stepped lightly through the courtyard towards the bedroom. Just as she reached the doorway, her smile froze.
Even without deliberate sensing, the peculiar sounds were clearly audible.
"Master, please first let this humble Daoist down, this is too..."
"Don’t, don’t look in the mirror..."
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Annoyance flashed across Ji Hongxiu’s eyes.
"He actually ca with Qingxuan, and yet..."
"What does he take this place for?!"
She wanted to push the door open and rush in, but just as she lifted her hand, her actions stalled.
In what capacity should she face them?
The two of them are in love, harmonizing like a qin and se, who was she to stop them?
"Better not to court humiliation..."
The sounds from the room grew increasingly indecent, and Ji Hongxiu’s delicate hands clenched at her sleeve, her knuckles turning white, almost compelling her to tear space and leave.
Yet the Karmic Fire within her Spirit Platform burned ever fiercer, ceaselessly consuming her Divine Soul, causing such excruciating pain that she could barely stand, much less traverse the void. She could only sit cross-legged on the ground, circulating the Nine Luminaries Revolving Light Spell in an attempt to resist.
However, it was like trying to stop boiling water from steaming; it proved utterly futile.
Her Divine Soul suffered enormous agony under the relentless scorching of the Karmic Fire, her consciousness gradually becoming unclear, her form teetering on the brink of collapse.
In the end, she collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
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...
An hour later.
Utterly exhausted, Ling Ningzhi had fallen into a deep sleep.
Chen Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the turbulent Qi Flow within him.
Among the beauties around him, apart from the exceptionally gifted Gu Manzhi, it was through cultivation with Ling Ningzhi that the greatest improvent was achieved.
Not only because her cultivation level was the highest but more importantly, due to the quality of her Primordial Qi.
As the chief disciple of Tianshu Pavilion, she practiced the Supre Dao Skill, her Primordial Qi was refined to extre purity and density... If the Primordial Qi in the body of ordinary cultivators was like water vapor, then Ling Ningzhi’s was like jade peaks and icy ridges!
"Phew..."
Chen Mo exhaled a breath of turbid air.
He opened his eyes, the radiant divine light flickered across them.
"The Green Jade Scripture and Taiyin Reverse Ti Technique have advanced further. At this rate, it won’t be long before I can break through again."
"Judging solely from the reserves of True Yuan and Primordial Qi, I have far surpassed the Fourth-Level Divine Sea, yet I can’t touch the threshold of Third Grade Unity... To break through to the Heavenly Human Realm, I probably still lack an opportunity."
"Unity, as the na suggests, is to unite with the Dao."
"In my body, there are not only two strands of Dragon Qi but also the Military Dao Inheritance, and the Empress’s aura of the Returning Ruins... So which should I unite with?"
Chen Mo racked his brains but found no direction.
He simply stopped worrying about it, donned his robe, and stood up, deciding to go out for so fresh air.
The reason he chose to co here was mainly that this Immortal Mountain was serene and otherworldly, the Spiritual Energy abundant, subtly aligning with the Dao, making cultivation truly an experience of "a thousand miles in a day."
As he pushed open the door, Chen Mo froze.
There lay Ji Hongxiu in a vibrant Daoist robe on the ground, eyes shut tight, her face devoid of any color, pale as paper.
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"Daoist Venerable?"
Chen Mo’s throat moved slightly.
He hadn’t expected her to actually co?
But what was going on...
Calling her several tis with no response, she seed to have fallen into a coma.
Tentatively reaching out to touch her forehead, sotis it was burning hot, sotis ice-cold, her breath growing weaker and weaker, clearly in a very bad state.
It seed the so-called consequences were acting up again, and more severe than before.
Chen Mo hesitated for a long ti, then bent down to lift her up.
"After all, she is Zhi’er’s master, and I’ve taken so many benefits from her, I can’t really just stand by and do nothing..."
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...
At this mont, Ji Hongxiu was in a strange state, teetering between coma and consciousness.
To resist the burning of the Karmic Fire, her Divine Soul triggered a self-protection chanism, using Soul Power to construct a shell, hiding the True God within to prevent being hard.
But the pain did not lessen one bit.
Every passing second felt like being torn apart, rendering her utterly miserable.
By now, the flas had transford into a deep black, almost occupying her entire Spirit Platform, with no sign of extinguishing.
Even with her copious, unmatched Soul Power, it would ultimately be exhausted, and if the Origin was damaged, it would cause irreparable severe consequences!
"It was Chen Mo who brought closer to the Dao, but correspondingly, it also brought more severe costs... Initially, though painful, I could barely sustain it, but now I can’t even hold on."
"Heaven’s net is vast, and it misses nothing, this is Cause and Effect."
"From the mont I crossed the line, everything was already destined."
"Forget it..."
Despair filled her heart as Ji Hongxiu ceased her resistance, letting the Karmic Fire consu her as her consciousness gradually descended into the abyss of darkness.
Yet just as she was prepared to completely give up, a golden light suddenly shone in the chaotic Sea of Consciousness, sprinkling streams of refreshing aura like blessed rain nourishing the parched land.
The Karmic Fire gradually receded, and the pain eased significantly.
"What’s happening?"
Ji Hongxiu struggled to open her eyes.
In the haze, she saw a handso face, but before she could scrutinize it closely, she sank into deep slumber from overwhelming fatigue.
It was unknown how long it had been when she awakened again, finding herself nestled in strong arms.
A deep voice sounded by her ear:
"You’re awake?"
"Hmm?"
Ji Hongxiu lifted her delicate head, only to see Chen Mo leaning against the bedhead, looking at her with a face full of helplessness.
"Since you’re awake, could you please let go of it?"
She looked confused, following Chen Mo’s gaze downwards. Her own disheveled self was nestled against him, her long legs draped over him, her hand still clutching...
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