While Xia Yi and Bing Yingying basked in the blessings of the crowd, reveling in their sweet moments together.
In a remote corner of the land.
A black-robed youth was silently making his way.
“Heheheh, I never would have thought that the resentment from the interrupted national fortunes of those mortal dynasties would be no less potent than the despair emanating from those Daughters of Destiny.”
A dark shadow emerged from the black-robed youth’s body, emitting an exceedingly strange laugh.
“Hmph! It took a considerable amount of time to locate these eighty-one nations on the cusp of revival. I almost missed the Azure Feather Immortal Sect’s enrollment.”
“Heheh, but the results are rather splendid, wouldn’t you agree? Your Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art has broken through to the second layer, allowing you to forge a Myriad Grievances Dao Foundation with a mere twelfth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation. Aside from the fabled, ethereal Immortal-grade Dao Foundations, who among your peers at the same realm could possibly contend with you? That mere Xia Yi is entirely at your mercy.”
“That is true. Heh heh, Xia Yi? He’s nothing but a trifle. I’ve already reached Foundation Establishment; he’s merely an ant in the end.”
This black-robed youth was none other than the original protagonist, Zhen Aoyu, who had been missing for quite some time.
Observing Zhen Aoyu’s smug expression, like one who had forgotten the pain once the wound healed, the shadow secretly scoffed internally.
‘Who was it, I wonder, whose Dao Heart was nearly shattered by a single sword strike from Xia Yi back then? If I hadn’t spirited him away, he would have long since perished beneath Xia Yi’s blade.’
Still, one must admit, this lad’s luck is genuinely impressive. To think he managed to gather the resentment from eighty-one fallen nations on the verge of revival in just over half a year.
His talent is also considerable, enabling him to achieve a Myriad Grievances Dao Foundation with only a twelfth-layer Qi Condensation cultivation. Such talent would have been exceedingly rare even in my era.
‘It’s just that his temperament still requires further refinement; a bit more composure would make him perfect.’
“Right, by the way, why are you so insistent on me joining the Azure Feather Immortal Sect? Wouldn’t it be better to use this free time to find more rising immortal dynasties, disrupt their growth, and absorb their national fortune’s resentment?”
“Because the Azure Feather Immortal Sect possesses an item that is incredibly beneficial to the Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art. If all goes well, it might even allow you to directly bypass Core Formation and condense a Golden Core.”
“A Golden Core!!!?”
Upon hearing the shadow’s words, Zhen Aoyu abruptly halted his journey, exclaiming in shock. Fortunately, the path he had chosen was a secluded, rarely trodden trail, ensuring no one could overhear him.
“Indeed, a Golden Core.”
The shadow’s tone remained calm, though it found Zhen Aoyu’s overly dramatic reactions rather irksome.
“What kind of item could be so potent as to allow one to break through realms?”
“That item is hardly beneficial to others, yet for you, who cultivates the Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art, it is an invaluable treasure.”
As it spoke, the shadow revealed the item’s origins within Zhen Aoyu’s mind.
“So that’s it. For the Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art, it truly is an exceedingly rare and supreme treasure. It might even surpass the efficacy of those Daughters of Destiny.”
“Heheheh, I forgot to mention this to you. According to my calculations, the Azure Feather Immortal Sect harbors at least three Daughters of Destiny. If you can subdue them all, combined with that item, it’s not impossible for you to break through to the Nascent Soul realm in one fell swoop.”
“!!!!”
A Nascent Soul Venerable! That was a peerless expert capable of establishing their own sect.
The thought of achieving Nascent Soul in a single stroke, aided by the Absolute Resentment Heavenly Art, ignited a fervent ambition within Zhen Aoyu’s heart. It seemed a visit to the Azure Feather Immortal Sect was now unavoidable.
****
While Zhen Aoyu was on his journey, Xia Yi had also concluded his engagement banquet with Bing Yingying.
Tonight was a time solely for the two of them, undisturbed.
Inside Bing Yingying’s original room.
Xia Yi reclined on the soft couch, a delicate, petite white ‘ice cream’ (TL Note: A euphemism referring to a woman’s foot, often used in a suggestive context in Chinese web novels.) resting upon his chest.
Tracing upwards from this beautiful, white foot, tinged with a delicate pink, were perfectly sculpted legs. At this moment, Bing Yingying was precisely the Ice Fairy Xia Yi had imagined.
Pearlescent moonlight streamed through the window, enhancing her ethereal beauty with its glow, making her appear truly like an immortal ice fairy.
White stockings, a fairy-like aura, high heels—each element seemed to be dancing on someone’s ‘XP’ (TL Note: Internet slang for ‘experience points,’ here referring to one’s specific fetishes or preferences.).
Aside from his black-stockinged Dragon Maiden Master, no one could compare to Bing Yingying in this moment.
Enveloped in slick, translucent white stockings, Bing Yingying’s beautiful foot slid, pushing aside the garments around her silken ankle, and a smooth, soft sensation emanated from his chest.
Xia Yi nearly lost control of his impulse to grasp it.
The familiar warmth beneath her foot caused a faint blush to spread across Bing Yingying’s delicate face.
She cast a sideways glance at her lecherous husband beneath her foot.
”If not for our shared understanding, I truly wouldn’t have known that my husband, who appears like a banished immortal, harbored such ‘ingenious ideas’ and played such elaborate games.”
”To think there were so many ways to play with just my stocking-clad beautiful legs.”
Nevertheless, this brought a sigh of relief to Bing Yingying; she had initially feared that her act of forcing someone to ‘eat ice cream’ would be met with disdain.
”Yet, surprisingly, he not only didn’t mind but was even willing to indulge.”
”I truly wonder where my husband learned all these ‘colorful’ ideas, so incredibly varied and imaginative.”
Bing Yingying’s expression grew excited as her silken foot slid upwards along Xia Yi’s chest.
After a moment of trembling, she finally realized her wild inner fantasy, a wonderfully slick and moist sensation surging directly into her mind.
However, it wasn’t long before Bing Yingying completely softened, collapsing onto Xia Yi’s body, her face flushed crimson. Her cherry lips parted in ragged breaths, and her delicate frame trembled incessantly.
Bing Yingying’s sudden release of ‘water magic’ caught Xia Yi somewhat off guard; they had barely begun.
“Yingying, you…”
“Hu… Husband… can we… rest for a bit… okay?”
Xia Yi: “…………”
Xia Yi hadn’t expected Bing Yingying to be a ‘high-attack, low-defense squishy,’ releasing a water-attribute spell after only a little stimulation.
Having gazed at the ‘weakened’ fairy sprawled upon him, Xia Yi suddenly conceived a daring idea.
“Husband?”
“Yingying, I want to…”
“Hah?! No, no, I’ll break. Haaah~ Husband! Don’t♡~”
………
Half an hour later.
“Husband, I can’t go on. My legs are so tired from holding them up… please, spare me…”
“My dear wife, just a little longer. Let’s try a different position.”
“Husband, this is so high. I’m going to fall, eek!!!~♡”
…………
An hour later.
After cleaning and drying the unconscious Bing Yingying, Xia Yi carried her to the bed in another clean room.
Before leaving, he cast a glance at the ‘battlefield’ that had been thoroughly ‘baptized’ by Bing Yingying’s water-attribute spell, feeling a pang of guilt.
‘He wondered if the maids would start cursing when they came to clean up tomorrow.’
After tucking Bing Yingying beneath the brocade quilt, Xia Yi finally turned his attention to the Book of World Cleansing within his Sea of Consciousness.
Indeed, the third page of the Book of World Cleansing had opened when he placed ‘Azure Dew’ on Bing Yingying.
However, wishing to give Bing Yingying a perfect engagement ceremony, he hadn’t checked it then.
Now that Bing Yingying was ‘coaxed’ to sleep, he finally had time to examine the contents of the Book of World Cleansing’s third page.
Book of World Cleansing:
Bing Yingying (Purification Value): 100%
Reward: Reshape
Phoenix Cry and Phoenix Harmony Progress: 0%
Gazing at the simple two characters, ‘Reshape,’ within the Book of World Cleansing, Xia Yi fell into deep thought.
If this ‘Reshape’ was truly as he envisioned, then perhaps his other dream also held hope of being realized.
With a heart full of anticipation, Xia Yi clicked on the detailed description of ‘Reshape.’
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