120: Chapter 120 A stunningly beautiful woman with a cool and aloof demeanor! My husband, you've finally arrived!

The woman in his arms was as soft as water, pressing tightly against Zhou Liangan, carrying the grievances and ecstasy suppressed for ten thousand years, along with undisguised reliance and intimacy...

Zhou Liangan took the Opportunity to wrap his arms around Moye Miaoyan's slim yet curvaceous waist...

At the highest peak of Kunlun Mountain, gale winds capable of tearing apart the Physical Body of an ordinary Cultivator blew all year round. A thick layer of eternal snow covered the mountaintop, and even the scorching sunlight seemed frozen upon hitting this place, leaving only biting cold.

Only the platform in the very center of the peak was protected by an invisible barrier. The gale winds bypassed it, the snow could not fall in, and only the clear, crisp Immortal Qi drifted slowly around the surroundings.

Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu stood at the edge of the platform, her plain white dress swaying gently in the mountain breeze, yet she remained completely untainted by the aura of the mortal world.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at Qin Xiuyuan, who was kneeling stiffly before her, and sighed helplessly. "I have told you many times, Revered Master, this is not a place where you should stay. You should leave quickly. Go down the mountain to seek your own Opportunity. Once the matters here are completely resolved, I, your Revered Master, will naturally summon you back."

Qin Xiuyuan had been kneeling on the cold white jade ground for nearly two hours.

His spine was straight, and even before the Sixth Revered Master he respected most, he did not show the slightest slack. However, upon hearing these words, he couldn't help but raise his head. His eyes, usually filled with sharpness, were now full of an unresolvable bitterness.

He clenched the hands hanging at his sides until his knuckles turned white, his voice carrying an imperceptible tremor. "Sixth Revered Master, if that person truly enters Kunlun, then... will I have no chance at all?"

Hearing this, the expression on Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu's face froze slightly; she clearly had not expected this child to be so blunt.

She turned her head to look at the churning sea of clouds in the distance, sighed softly, and her tone softened. "Sigh, you need not be so pessimistic. Although that person has extraordinary Luck, since ancient times, no one has ever been able to cross the Heavenly Road of Kunlun. Even if he is powerful, he may not necessarily have that ability."

These words were the truth, but the unease in Qin Xiuyuan's heart did not diminish in the slightest.

He clenched his fists involuntarily, his nails almost digging into his palms, and asked through gritted teeth, "But the Great Master told me that I might need to step forward to block that person when the time comes. If I leave just like this now, will the Great Master truly not be angry because of it?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of complex emotion instantly surfaced in Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu's beautiful eyes. She looked at this Disciple, whom she had watched grow up since he was a child, feeling both angry and pained. "You, you just think too much. Kunlun is dignified; it hasn't fallen to the point where we need a junior like you to turn the tide. If I tell you to leave, then leave. Why do you have so many concerns?"

As she spoke, she waved her hand gently, and a stream of light flew out from her sleeve. Immediately after, a primitive and heavy black token floated slowly into Qin Xiuyuan's palm.

The token felt cold to the touch, engraved with complex and ancient patterns. On the front was a vigorous character for "West". As soon as he touched it, a heavy and majestic aura rushed toward him, pressing down so hard that Qin Xiuyuan's breathing paused for a moment.

"This Revered Master has heard that the ruins of the residence of the West Heavenly King, one of the Eight Kings, have recently opened. This is a token that allows direct entry into the core area." Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu's voice remained calm but carried an unquestionable certainty. "Take this token to that place, explore it well, and try your Luck. Whether you can grasp this Opportunity depends on your own ability."

Qin Xiuyuan gripped the token in his hand, feeling as if the temperature in his palm had been scalded by it.

He certainly knew what the West Heavenly King's ruins were—a top-tier Opportunity left over from the ancient era. Countless Cultivators would break their heads trying to get in; let alone the core area, even an entry Opportunity to the outer perimeter could be sold for an astronomical price.

And yet, the Sixth Revered Master had so lightly given him the token that allowed direct access to the core.

His nose soured, and he suddenly lowered his head, pressing his forehead against the cold ground. He kowtowed respectfully to Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu, his voice choked with emotion yet every word resonant. "Thank you, Sixth Revered Master! Xiuyuan will certainly not let down your good intentions. I will definitely make a name for myself in the ruins and will never embarrass you!"

Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu watched his figure prostrate on the ground, her eyes filled with complex emotions—relief, worry, and a touch of indescribable reluctance.

She nodded slightly, her voice softening further. "Revered Master believes in you. Go, and be careful on the way."

Qin Xiuyuan kowtowed respectfully once more, then stood up, carefully tucked the token into his robes, and turned to walk down the mountain step by step.

His footsteps were steady but carried a sense of desperate determination. He did not look back until his figure completely disappeared into the sea of clouds.

Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu stood in place, her eyes fixed on the direction he had left. Only when she could no longer see his figure did she sigh softly, her voice so light it was almost scattered by the wind. "Sigh, I hope that this time, you can truly gain something in those ruins. At least... you can save your own life."

"Xuanmu, by sending him away privately like this, aren't you afraid that the Eldest Sister will punish you once she finds out?"

A clear and ethereal voice suddenly rang out from behind Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu. The voice was soft but carried the power to pierce through the clouds and mist, falling clearly into her ears.

Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu turned around abruptly and saw a white figure stepping through the air from the sea of clouds in the distance. Her footsteps were as light as willow catkins treading on water, and in the blink of an eye, she landed in front of her.

"Fourth Sister." Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu called out, then lowered her eyes, her voice carrying an indescribable exhaustion and a touch of stubbornness. "The Eldest Sister has Cultivated to such a level that she is already a Saint of this age, and she only has the overall situation of Kunlun in her eyes. But I cannot do it. I cannot watch this little guy go to his death while I remain indifferent."

Fourth Sister Gongyang Qianfan heard this, and a hint of strange color surfaced in her cold eyes. She looked at Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu and shook her head helplessly. "Who says he is going to his death? Although the Luck on this little guy was devoured quite a bit before, the foundation is still there, and there is still some remaining. Going to that place, he may not necessarily be unable to retreat unscathed; he might even soar into the sky."

Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu heard this and revealed a bitter smile. She spread her hands, her tone full of helplessness. "But now that things have reached this point, he has already left. I can't exactly send people to drag him back, can I? Since it has come to this, we can only see what his own fortune holds."

"Sixth Sister, I know you are dissatisfied with what the Eldest Sister did before, but you must also be clear about the current situation." Fourth Sister Gongyang Qianfan's tone became more serious. She stepped forward, looked into Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu's eyes, and said word by word, "That Zhou Liangan has impressive strength, and his Luck is heaven-defying. When we met him and took the oath that day, you saw that person with your own eyes. He has an Emperor Rank Xuanling Shield protecting his body, and a soul-locking jade protecting his Divine Soul. Whether it is his Physical Body or Divine Soul, we cannot do anything to him."

She paused, and the helplessness in her tone deepened. "The Eldest Sister's true body is not within this space; what remains in Kunlun now is merely a Clone. If we really fall out with him, even if all of us combined, we would have absolutely no chance of winning."

"Enough! Say no more!" Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu interrupted Fourth Sister Gongyang Qianfan abruptly, her pink fists clenched until they rattled. Her eyes were filled with anger and an unconcealable grievance. "I know everything you are saying; I understand the reasoning, but I am just unwilling to accept it! I know the Eldest Sister's difficulties, and I know the difficulties of Kunlun, but I cannot watch the Disciple I raised with my own hands go to his death in vain like this!"

She took a deep breath, her tone calming down slightly, yet it still carried an unquestionable firmness. "Furthermore, this opening of the West Heavenly King's ruins is a once-in-a-thousand-year Opportunity for Xiuyuan. If he misses this time, he may never have such an Opportunity again in his life. I must let him go."

Fourth Sister Gongyang Qianfan looked at Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu in this state and knew that further persuasion would be useless, so she could only sigh softly.

Fourth Sister Gongyang Qianfan's beautiful eyes carried a meaningful look. After sweeping a glance over Sixth Master Xian Xuanmu, she ultimately did not say anything more, simply standing with her on the peak, looking toward the mountains shrouded in clouds and mist in the distance.

Meanwhile, within the first layer of space. In the very center, there was a soft black jade bed spread out, with a faint, exotic fragrance burning around it; one whiff of it made one's mind wander.

Moye Miaoyan stretched lazily, her semi-transparent black gauze dress clinging to her body, outlining curves that were graceful to the extreme.

She snuggled in Zhou Liangan's arms like a docile kitten, her slender fingers lightly tracing across his chest. Her voice was so soft it could drip water, carrying a seductive charm. "Little Gentleman~ I have helped you achieve a Breakthrough in your Realm; is the Little Gentleman satisfied with this sincerity?"

Zhou Liangan lowered his eyes, looking at the woman nestled in his arms. It had to be said that this Moye Miaoyan was indeed a rare beauty. Her face was seductive to the bone, and with every flicker of her eyes, she was full of alluring charm. Even he, who was accustomed to seeing beauties, had to admit that this woman truly had the capital to make men lose their souls.

A hint of imperceptible emotion surfaced in his eyes. He reached out and gently lifted her chin, his tone calm. "It can be considered somewhat sincere."

Hearing Zhou Liangan's words, the corners of Moye Miaoyan's mouth instantly curled up, forming a bright and beautiful smile.

She burrowed further into Zhou Liangan's arms, her whole body pressing against him. Her beautiful eyes looked at him with tender affection, and her gaze was full of undisguised hope. "Since the Little Gentleman is satisfied~ then now, can you help me escape my predicament?~"

Zhou Liangan smiled and gently rubbed Moye Miaoyan's chin with his finger. "That is naturally possible. However, how should I help you? I don't understand this Formation, and I can't just forcefully dismantle it, can I?"

"It is very simple~" Moye Miaoyan chuckled, slightly raised her body, and leaned close to Zhou Liangan's ear. Her warm breath gently sprayed onto his earlobe, and her red lips parted slightly, speaking unhurriedly. "In a moment, the Little Gentleman only needs to activate your Yin-Yang Dao Accomplishment Sutra and open your heart and mind. With our minds united, I can borrow the Little Gentleman's spiritual power, and we can naturally break the Formation here. After all, this Formation is a Yin and Yang Twin Formation; only with the two of us working together can it be unlocked."

When Moye Miaoyan said this, a flash of calculation darted through her eyes, so fast that one could not catch it at all. Working together to break the Formation was merely her excuse. As long as Zhou Liangan dared to open his heart and mind, she could directly drill into his Sea of Consciousness and take his body.

Zhou Liangan acted as if he were completely unaware of Moye Miaoyan's calculations, nodding thoughtfully. "That is not impossible. It's just activating the Cultivation Technique and opening my heart and mind, right? No problem."

Hearing this, Moye Miaoyan's eyes lit up instantly. She happily raised her head and gently pecked Zhou Liangan on the face, her voice sickeningly sweet. "I knew the Little Gentleman was not a heartless and unrighteous person~ I really didn't misjudge you."

Zhou Liangan chuckled and didn't say anything more. But just as Moye Miaoyan was full of joy, thinking her plan was about to succeed, Zhou Liangan's consciousness had already sunk into the System interface in his mind. With a tap of his finger, he spent 3000 destiny points in the System mall to redeem a one-day trial card for the Emperor Rank soul suppressing tower.

[Ding! Redemption successful! The Emperor Rank soul suppressing tower one-day trial card has taken effect and has been automatically stored in the host's Sea of Consciousness!]

As soon as the System's prompt sound fell, a small tower wreathed in primitive patterns instantly emerged within Zhou Liangan's consciousness space. The small tower was dark gold in color, half-solid and half-ethereal, existing between reality and illusion. The tower body had nine levels in total, and each level was carved and traced with endless Dao patterns, emitting a majestic aura that suppressed the Divine Souls of the heavens. It was profound and mysterious, wondrous beyond measure.

Having made full preparations, Zhou Liangan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Moye Miaoyan in front of him, and curled his lips. "Are you ready? We can begin."

Moye Miaoyan had long been impatient, and upon hearing this, she immediately nodded.

She rose from Zhou Liangan's embrace, wearing that translucent black gauze, and sat cross-legged opposite him on the black jade bed.

Facing Zhou Liangan, with her hands and feet pressed against his and their skin touching, a breath of Yin and Yang attraction instantly began to circulate between the two.

Zhou Liangan followed her instructions and activated the Hehuan 108 Styles.

Black and white streams of Qi swirled around his body, slowly condensing into a complete Yin-Yang Dao Diagram.

The Dao Diagram rotated slowly, perfectly merging with the cold Devilish Qi emanating from Moye Miaoyan; with one Yin and one Yang, they complemented each other, instantly triggering the energy of this Formation.

Feeling the surging spiritual power coming from Zhou Liangan, as well as his completely open and unguarded Sea of Consciousness, Moye Miaoyan curled her lips into a cold, triumphant smirk.

She no longer pretended; the Devilish Qi within her body instantly surged.

Immediately after, her Primordial Spirit drilled out directly from her body, transforming into a black stream of light, and with lightning speed, charged straight into Zhou Liangan's Sea of Consciousness!

"It is done!" Moye Miaoyan's Primordial Spirit manifested within the Sea of Consciousness, a look of ecstasy appearing in her eyes.

She screamed frantically in her heart, "This perfect body will finally belong to this Seat! That old woman who sealed this Seat! This Seat can finally leave this hellhole! Once this Seat takes over this body, I will definitely make you taste the most painful tortures in the world!"

Moye Miaoyan had already probed him; although Zhou Liangan's Divine Soul was not weak, it was simply no match for her.

As long as she entered his Sea of Consciousness, the Possession was a certainty.

But the next second, the ecstasy on her face instantly froze, replaced by overwhelming terror and disbelief.

In the very center of Zhou Liangan's Sea of Consciousness, that nine-story dark golden soul suppressing tower floated silently.

The Dao patterns on the tower body flowed slowly, emitting a terrifying suppressing force that made her Primordial Spirit tremble.

That power seemed to be born to suppress all evil spirits and souls; the moment she felt it, her Primordial Spirit began to tremble uncontrollably, and even her Devilish Qi was on the verge of dissipating.

"Impossible! This is impossible!" Moye Miaoyan immediately let out a shrill scream, her voice filled with terror and despair.

"When this Seat probed your Divine Soul earlier, there was clearly no such soul treasure! Could it be... could it be that you were deliberately hiding it all along? You have been lying to me from the very beginning?!"

Zhou Liangan's Divine Soul also slowly manifested within his own Divine Sense space at this moment.

He stood beside the soul suppressing tower, looking down at Moye Miaoyan, who was slumped on the ground.

A cold smile curled his lips, and his tone was filled with amusement, "Beauty, we were clearly so close and affectionate before, yet you harbored evil intentions and were bent on Possession. You cannot blame me for being ruthless, right?"

He had been guarding against this woman all along.

From the moment this woman approached him and said she wanted to help him with his Breakthrough, he knew she had ill intentions.

After all, pies do not fall from the sky, and even less so would a stunning beauty actively deliver herself to one's door, especially when she is an old monster sealed for countless years.

Upon hearing this, Moye Miaoyan instantly suppressed the terror on her face, replacing it with a pitiful expression.

She raised her head, her beautiful eyes instantly turning red; tears fell like broken strings of pearls.

She looked at Zhou Liangan, on the verge of tears, her voice choked with sobs, so soft that it could melt one's bones, "Husband~ A day as husband and wife brings a hundred days of grace; you and I have had a bond of a thousand days~ It was my fault earlier, I was blinded by greed. I only beg Husband to let me go this once~ I promise that in the future, I will surely honor Husband as my Revered Master, serve Husband for all eternity, and help Husband ascend to the throne~"

As she spoke, Moye Miaoyan transformed into a stream of light and dove into Zhou Liangan's embrace.

Her slender, pearl-white fingers gently traced circles on his chest; she pressed her entire body against him, exhausting all her seductive arts, trying to bewitch Zhou Liangan.

She had lived for so many years and understood men's minds best; no man could resist her like this.

As long as Zhou Liangan showed a shred of softness, she would have a chance to turn the tables.

But Zhou Liangan just sneered, reached out to pinch her chin, his tone cold and unmoved, "Although this young Revered Master is indeed reluctant to part with such a stunner as you, who told you to harbor evil intentions and want my life? I really cannot keep an ungrateful wretch like you, this young Revered Master cannot spare you."

Zhou Liangan's voice grew colder and colder, and the playfulness in his eyes vanished completely, leaving only bone-chilling coldness.

Upon hearing this, Moye Miaoyan's delicate body trembled violently, and she could no longer maintain her pitiful expression; her voice was filled with thick fear, "No... Husband, don't... I really know I was wrong. I will give you whatever you want, please, please don't kill me..."

"Know fear now?" Zhou Liangan sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

"If there were no soul suppressing tower within my Sea of Consciousness today to suppress an evil creature like you, I fear that even if I knelt on the ground and begged you, you might not have spared me, right? In that case, the one who would die would be me."

As Zhou Liangan spoke, a cold glint appeared in his eyes; with a thought, the soul suppressing tower floating in the Void Realm instantly shone with a surge of golden light!

The blinding dark golden light instantly illuminated the entire Sea of Consciousness space, and that terrifying power suppressing the Divine Soul swept towards Moye Miaoyan like a tidal wave.

When Moye Miaoyan's Primordial Spirit was struck by the golden light, it was instantly as if she had been splashed with boiling magma.

She let out a heart-wrenching, painful howl, and the Devilish Qi on her Primordial Spirit dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Husband~ I know I was wrong~ Please, let me go~ I will do anything you want!"

Moye Miaoyan struggled frantically in the golden light, her voice filled with pain and despair, still making her final pleas, "I know all the secrets of this Kunlun Mountain, I know the locations of the ancient ruins, and I can help you become the Revered Master of this Kunlun Mountain! As long as you let me go, I can take a Heart Demon oath and become your devil slave! I will serve you for all eternity, with absolutely no disloyalty!"

Zhou Liangan looked down at her as she struggled painfully in the golden light, his eyes devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if watching a clown.

He sneered, his tone full of disdain, "You are begging me now only because you know you are about to die, so you say these things. If you had known this today, why did you act as you did in the beginning? When you wanted to possess me, why didn't you think there would be such a day?"

As soon as his words fell, he moved his mind again, and the soul suppressing tower instantly grew against the wind.

In the blink of an eye, it turned from a small tower into a giant tower that covered the sky and blocked the sun.

The patterns on the tower body lit up completely, reflecting a momentum of ten thousand zhang, and with a destructive suppressing force, it smashed down directly towards where Moye Miaoyan was located!

Moye Miaoyan watched the giant tower smashing down towards her, her pupils instantly shrinking to the size of needle points.

The pitiful look on her face completely vanished, replaced by hideous malice and madness.

She screamed hysterically, her voice full of hatred, "Little thief! You dare to kill me! This is merely one of my Clones! You have destroyed this Clone of mine, but one day when my true body senses your existence, I will inevitably cross countless star fields to come, grind your bones to dust, and make you unable to reincarnate for eternity!"

Upon hearing this, not only was there no fear in Zhou Liangan's eyes, but a thicker trace of disdain and amusement emerged.

He raised an eyebrow, his tone light and airy, yet filled with absolute confidence, "Is that so? Then this Seat will wait. I only fear that you rats who only know how to hide your heads and show your tails will not dare to come at all."

The moment his words fell, a cold glint flashed in Zhou Liangan's eyes, and the light of the soul suppressing tower surged again, smashing directly and fiercely onto Moye Miaoyan's Primordial Spirit!

"Ah!!!! No!!!!"

Moye Miaoyan let out one final, extremely shrill scream, and immediately after, her Primordial Spirit was completely crushed and refined within the golden light of the soul suppressing tower.

The overflowing Devilish Qi was purified by the golden light, and in the end, only a pitch-black, round, and smooth Devilish Bead remained, slowly condensing into shape and drifting leisurely into the palm of Zhou Liangan's hand.

This Devilish Bead still contained the Origin Devilish Power that Moye Miaoyan had cultivated throughout her life, terrifyingly pure.

Zhou Liangan played with this cold Devilish Bead, the corners of his mouth lifting into an amused smile, and he whispered to himself, "This is actually quite interesting; this trip was not in vain."

With a thought, his consciousness withdrew from the Divine Sense space and returned to his body.

The moment he opened his eyes, he discovered that Moye Miaoyan, who had been snuggled opposite him, had disappeared.

On the bed, only a black Devilish Crystal, identical to the one in his Sea of Consciousness, remained, still retaining the faint, exotic fragrance she had worn.

Clearly, as her Primordial Spirit was completely refined by the soul suppressing tower, this Clone of hers had also dissipated along with it.

Zhou Liangan casually picked up the Devilish Crystal and, along with the Devilish Bead in his Sea of Consciousness, stored it into his System space.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the surging spiritual power in his body that had increased several times compared to before, nodding with satisfaction.

This time, not only was he not possessed by this enchantress, but he also obtained her Origin Devilish Power, and his cultivation had improved by a large margin; he had truly made a huge profit.

He looked into the depths of the space, where there was a stone door emitting a faint light, clearly the entrance to the next level of this secret ground.

He chuckled, stepped forward, and with a flash of his figure, walked directly across this first-level space, pushed open the stone door, and stepped into the second level.

The spaces of the second and third levels were also ancient sealed grounds, and each contained an old monster with formidable strength sealed within.

However, these two fellows were more than a grade inferior compared to Moye Miaoyan.

They were just like Moye Miaoyan, thinking of bewitching Zhou Liangan, tricking him into opening his mind so they could possess him.

As a result, Zhou Liangan couldn't be bothered to waste any extra words on them; he directly activated the soul suppressing tower, wiped out their Divine Souls completely in a few quick strokes, extracted their Origin, and passed through easily.

In less than half an hour, Zhou Liangan had already passed through the second and third levels and stood before the stone door leading to the fourth level.

Zhou Liangan raised his hand to push open the stone door and stepped inside.

He had thought that this fourth level would be like the previous three levels, a sealed ground filled with Devilish Qi, but after stepping into this space, Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow slightly, feeling somewhat surprised.

This fourth-level space had absolutely no Devilish Qi; instead, it was decorated like an exquisite boudoir.

The floor was covered with a soft red carpet, elegant paintings of noble ladies hung on the walls, and a faint scent of orchids drifted in the air.

It did not look like a sealed ground at all, but rather like the boudoir of some young lady from a wealthy family.

In the very center of the room, there was a soft couch covered in brocade.

Layer upon layer of gauze curtains hung down, and vaguely, one could see a graceful figure lying on the soft couch.

Zhou Liangan's gaze fell upon that figure, and his pupils shrank slightly.

That figure's physique was remarkably similar, seven or eight parts, to Moye Miaoyan, whom he had previously destroyed—the same graceful and exquisite figure, the same seductive charm.

Just at this moment, the woman on the soft couch seemed to have sensed his arrival and moved her body lazily.

She slowly raised her head, looking through the hanging gauze curtains at Zhou Liangan at the doorway.

The woman's face was revealed; her face was almost identical to Moye Miaoyan's, only between her brows and eyes, there was less of Moye Miaoyan's bewitching charm and more of a cold, noble air.

On her hands and feet were golden chains, the other ends of which were firmly fixed to the four corners of the soft couch, locking her entire body onto this piece of furniture.

She looked at Zhou Liangan at the doorway, not only showing no surprise but instead slowly curling her lips into a meaningful smile.

That voice, identical to Moye Miaoyan's, lazy and seductive, yet carrying an indescribable depth, rang out slowly in the quiet room.

"Husband~ You have finally come~"