Chapter 42 The Holy Son of the Soul-Suppressing Abyss, Ye Wuji!
It is unknown how much time had passed, the Alchemy room had returned to calm, leaving only a faint, ambiguous aura mixed with the unique fragrance of medicinal herbs.
Mo Qingzhu dragged her exhausted body and slowly rose. She first dressed Xiao Ming neatly like a virtuous wife and mother, and then dressed herself.
After they were both dressed, Mo Qingzhu knelt on the soft couch and carefully began to clean up the 'crime scene'.
During this time, Xiao Ming looked at the splash of bright red on the side of the soft couch, lost in thought. He was truly very surprised. Who would have thought that Mo Qingzhu and her Dao Companion were still Soul partners, and that the two had not truly been together? Damn, this was absolutely a huge profit!
Just now, while they were entangled, he had also heard Mo Qingzhu say that her Dao Companion had originally intended to marry her after this Breakthrough, and then...
Recalling this, Xiao Ming gave a disdainful smile and muttered to himself: "Sigh, since you are unwilling, then it can only be my gain!"
After Mo Qingzhu finished cleaning up and stood up, the two tacitly did not mention what had just happened. Xiao Ming directly gave a bottle of Foundation Stabilizing Pills to Mo Qingzhu and casually instructed her to rest well, then continued his Alchemy. After all, her first time had been given to him; he could not be too stingy.
Mo Qingzhu was also quite moved. After expressing her thanks, she turned and left leisurely. However, her gait was extremely unnatural; clearly, Xiao Ming had not been gentle with her.
On the other side, Luo Hongyi, who had just returned to the Vice Sect Master's sleeping quarters, waved her hand, causing layers of Restrictions to light up within the hall, isolating everything inside from the outside. She walked straight towards a hidden side hall.
Inside the side hall was a huge natural hot spring pool. The pool water was a spiritual spring drawn from the Earth Core Fire Veins, steaming with a pure Fire attribute aura.
"All of you, withdraw." Luo Hongyi's voice carried a trace of irritation as she waved away the maidservants standing to the side.
The maidservants bowed respectfully, retreated slowly, and gently closed the hall doors.
In the vast side hall, only Luo Hongyi remained, along with the murmuring sound of the spring water and the pervasive, warm, humid air.
She walked slowly to the edge of the pool, her bare feet stepping on the warm, moist jade floor. Her ankles were exquisite, her skin whiter than snow, glowing with an alluring luster under the reflection of the pool water. She raised her hand slightly, and her slender, jade-like fingers gently untied the silk ribbon at her waist.
The flaming red dress seemed to lose its support, sliding past her voluptuous, proud body and falling to the ground, piling up at her feet like a decadent, enchanting lotus after blooming.
In an instant, a body beautiful enough to make heaven and earth pale was exposed without any cover amidst the swirling water vapor.
Her figure was not as green and slender as a young girl's, but rather leaned towards mature and noble, like a fully ripe, juicy peach. Every curve was breathtaking, her skin like the finest suet white jade carefully carved, yet faintly revealing pale golden Phoenix patterns.
Her collarbones were exquisite and distinct, and below them were that pair of round, full peaks. Two crimson tips stood quietly in the warm air, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, enticing one to pick them.
Her waist was tightly cinched, slender enough to be grasped in one hand, forming a stunning contrast with the suddenly rising, plump, and round hip line, outlining an alluring curve capable of driving any man in the world crazy. Her pair of jade legs were long and straight, with almost no gap when held together.
Especially the breathtaking rise and fall at her waist and hips, and the faintly visible area obscured by her long legs, added a few more touches of mystery amidst the swirling water vapor. The cinnabar tear mole under the corner of her left eye was even more bewitchingly red at this moment, adding a touch of charm to her.
However, in stark contrast to this body capable of igniting the desires of all men in the world was the complex and incomprehensible expression on her face at this moment.
Luo Hongyi slowly stepped into the pool, the warm spiritual spring enveloping her entire body, causing her to let out a comfortable sigh. She submerged her whole body into the water, exposing only her beautifully lined collarbones and above. The hot water pressed against her skin, yet it seemed unable to dispel the chaos in her heart.
Leaning against the smooth pool wall, Luo Hongyi closed her eyes, but her mind uncontrollably and repeatedly surfaced with that trace of aura she had felt on Xiao Ming today — the Phoenix Jade Talisman!
Although it was extremely faint, as a member of the Phoenix clan and with her special Physique, plus the fact that this Jade Talisman was something she had carried with her since birth, her perception could not be wrong!
"How could he have this half of the Jade Talisman? Could he be... or is it that the real Jade Talisman was obtained by Xiao Ming from elsewhere?" Luo Hongyi's brows furrowed slightly; she knew the significance of that half of the Jade Talisman better than anyone.
Countless questions instantly flooded her mind. She remembered very clearly that the Young Master back then was even younger than her, and after saving her, he did not leave his name, only accepting the half of the Jade Talisman she gave him. Recalling Xiao Ming's age... it did indeed seem to match? Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?
No! Luo Hongyi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter: 'If he had possessed the Jade Talisman long ago, why did he not acknowledge me? And why had I never felt that aura when I was in contact with him before? Only until today... It must be that I perceived it wrongly!'
Luo Hongyi forcefully suppressed the myriad thoughts in her heart, steadied herself, and continued her bath.
Soaking in the hot water, her voluptuous body gradually turned pink, her chest rising and falling slightly with her breathing, creating ripples. A few strands of wet hair stuck to her smooth forehead and cheeks, adding a few more touches of charm. She scooped up a handful of hot water and slowly splashed it onto her exquisite collarbones, eventually sliding into the bottomless abyss between her breasts.
Holy Son Peak, just as Xiao Ming was entangled with Senior Sister Mo Qingzhu in the Alchemy room, engaging in passionate intimacy.
Tens of thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Demon Sect, beside a mountain road shrouded in ghost fog all year round, a sound of grating metal and dragging chains, chilling to the bone, suddenly came from the distant sky.
Only to see six Bone Dragons, their bodies as massive as mountain ridges, covered in dark bone scales, with miserable green Soul fire burning in their eye sockets, pulling a pitch-black carriage as huge as a mobile palace, crushing across the sky! Wherever the Bone Dragons passed, the Void Realm rippled, with dense Death Qi mixed with Devilish Qi, dragging a long trail behind them.
The carriage was carved with countless hideous ghost patterns and ancient sacrificial texts, emitting a chilling aura that could freeze the Divine Soul. Around the carriage, runes flowed, clearly isolating the inside from the outside.
On both sides of the carriage, there were four Cultivators each, wearing uniform attire, with chilling auras, their faces hidden behind hideous ghost masks. Two of them had cultivation levels that had reached the Nascent Soul realm! Even more terrifying was the black-robed old man leading the carriage, his face withered, his eyes flickering with ghostly light as they opened and closed, and his whole body exuded the terrifying Divine Might of the Mid Spirit Severing stage; he was the leading Elder escorting this trip — Elder Ghost Bone.
Inside the carriage, the space was far more vast than it looked from the outside; clearly, there was a spatial Formation. The overall tone was dim, and the decoration was luxurious yet permeated with an bone-deep chill.
On the wide jade couch in the deepest part of the carriage, a young figure leaned lazily. He wore a purple Saint robe embroidered with complex dark gold patterns, his face bewitchingly handsome, his skin tone dark. Most eye-catching were his pair of dark purple pupils, deep as an abyss, occasionally flowing with an indifference that viewed all things as mere straw dogs. He was exactly the Saint of one of the Demonic Path Sects, the Soul Suppressing Abyss — Holy Son Ye Wuji.
By the couch, several women wearing only shreds of clothing, with excellent looks and figures, were serving him humbly and carefully. Looking at their accessories, it seemed they had once been delicate daughters of some Family or princesses of a Dynasty, but now they were like puppets to be manipulated at will; their eyes were empty and numb, with fear deep in their eyes. Holy Son Ye Wuji, however, turned a blind eye to their service, as if they were toys he had grown tired of playing with.
His attention was now entirely drawn to an opened, archaic jade box in his hand. The inside of the jade box was lined with soft dark golden velvet, but the treasure that had been inside was now gone, leaving it empty. On the inner walls of the box, countless tiny, almost imperceptible dark black patterns were faintly visible, forming an extremely mysterious and complex Formation, which was now slowly flowing, as if it were alive, emitting an ominous aura.
Holy Son Ye Wuji rubbed it unconsciously with his fingertips, and deep within his dark purple pupils, there was a faint trace of confusion and gloom.
Just a short while ago, this box had contained the half of the Phoenix Jade Talisman he intended to "return to its original owner." That Jade Talisman was related to a plan he had been plotting deep in his memory, an extremely important plan. Since he was born, he had felt that he was different from ordinary people, gifted with extraordinary talent, as if aided by gods. Some things were even guided by some power in the dark, leading him to do so. For example, many years ago, he went to a remote place and saved a young girl who was fleeing, and then, when the time was ripe, he would go to her door and demand that she repay the kindness of that year, and use this to employ means to control her. Although he only had a partial understanding of this matter, that power in the dark told him that he had been planning this for a long time, and it was a very, very important and significant Opportunity for him, even relating to his future.
He had also secretly investigated the little girl he saved back then and found that her Cultivation Aptitude was even more terrifying than his. In just a few decades, she had directly ascended to the position of Vice Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and now her cultivation had even reached the Spirit Severing Realm. This had given him a huge shock. He had originally thought about waiting a few more years before completely controlling her. In this way, not only would he have a free Soul Transformation powerhouse as a henchman, but the entire Heavenly Demon Sect would also be his. Moreover, according to the portrait, the little girl he saved back then had now grown into a woman of heavenly beauty and peerless grace. She could also be used as a plaything, which was exciting to think about. All of these things made him unable to eat or sleep, and he no longer wanted to continue waiting.
However, just as he reached the edge of the Heavenly Demon Sect's sphere of influence, an unexpected change occurred!
The half of the Jade Talisman placed in the jade box had disappeared right under his nose, without any warning! There was no spatial fluctuation, nor any intervention of human or external forces, and even the trace of his mark attached to it had been instantly erased, as if that Jade Talisman had never existed!
Holy Son Ye Wuji's first reaction was fury and disbelief. But the disappearance of the Jade Talisman was indeed too bizarre, leaving him confused and unable to investigate. He had to know that since his birth, everything had gone his way; anyone who disobeyed or defied him either died or wished they were dead! From childhood to adulthood, he had never felt so stifled.
In fact, they had already arrived near the Heavenly Demon Sect a few days ago, but because the Jade Talisman had disappeared for no reason, Holy Son Ye Wuji was furious, and his subordinates did not even dare to breathe loudly. In the few days since the Jade Talisman was lost, suppressed gasps and painful moans of women would occasionally come from inside the carriage. After several days, Holy Son Ye Wuji's violent mood finally calmed down slowly.
At this moment, his eyes held only deep chill and sinister gloom. The plan had a flaw, which made him displeased, but more than that, it was confusion and... shadow.
He slowly closed the jade box, placed it aside, and said in a low voice: "Elder Ghost Bone!"
"This old servant is here."
"Let's go, to the Heavenly Demon Sect!"
Outside the carriage, Elder Ghost Bone acknowledged, and his Soul Transformation Divine Might was slightly revealed. The speed increased sharply, and they headed straight for the mountain gate of the Heavenly Demon Sect.