81: Choose as you see fit

The notification sound of the [many children, many blessings system] seemed to still echo in his Sea of Consciousness:

[Ding! Successfully subdued a special target: Cold Moon Fairy (Score: 98, former Palace Revered Master of the Guanghan Immortal Palace).]

[Conquest rewards being distributed:]

[1. Cultivation Infusion: Massive increase, helping the host Breakthrough to the Peak of the Saint Realm!]

[2. Cultivation Technique Legacy: "Great Yin Immortal Method" (Directly pointing to the creation of Yin and Yang).]

[3. Medicinal Pill Treasury: Nine-Turn Golden Core ×9, Ten-Thousand-Year Jade Essence ×9 bottles, immortal realm breakthrough pill *3]

[4. Divine Weapon Bestowal: Lunar Eclipse Blade (Immortal Artifact, capable of harming the Divine Soul).]

[5. Point Reward: 2500 points.]

Surging power rushed through his limbs and bones. His insights and control at the Saint Peak were crystal clear, far more powerful than before.

Chu Ye slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling to his side.

Cold Moon Fairy was lying on her side with her eyes closed, her cloud-like black hair spread out, obscuring half of her stunningly beautiful face.

Only a corner of the silk quilt barely covered her. Her exposed skin silently told of how "arduous" and continuous the "consolidation of cultivation" had been over the past three days and nights.

Even in sleep, her True Immortal body, now restored to its prime and appearing even more lustrous and perfect, still exuded a heart-stopping charm.

However, a lingering exhaustion and a hint of fragility after being thoroughly plucked were gathered between her brows.

There was little pity in Chu Ye's eyes, only a satisfaction as if inspecting the results of his work.

He felt the slight coolness and delicacy of the skin under his fingertips, along with the majestic vitality and pure Great Yin Origin Qi of a True Immortal contained within.

"Consolidating the Realm and exploring secret techniques has yielded remarkable results."

He murmured, unsure if he was evaluating the advancement of his own cultivation or the degree of "development" of Cold Moon's immortal body.

He did not linger in the warmth of the bed; with a thought, he sent a voice transmission outside the hall.

A crisp sound like something snapping occurred at the entrance outside the sleeping hall. A demonic body trembled almost imperceptibly and immediately bowed in response: "Your Highness." The voice came through the hall door, carrying an undetectable hint of tension.

"Come in and take your Revered Master to bathe and change." Chu Ye's voice was flat and emotionless.

The hall door was gently pushed open, and Li Yue entered the inner hall with her head lowered, taking small steps.

A thick scent hit her face, making her breath catch slightly.

Her gaze quickly swept over the disheveled bed, and when she saw her Revered Master's exhausted and lethargic state as she slept.

Li Yue's heart felt as if it were being squeezed by an invisible hand. A mixture of heartache, bitterness, sympathy, longing, and some deeper, more complex emotions welled up in her heart.

She stepped forward quickly and gently lifted the silk quilt, preparing to support Cold Moon.

As her eyes fell upon the marks on her Revered Master's body—more numerous and intense than those she had once endured—and as she felt the majestic but slightly unstable immortal power within her Revered Master, which was faintly intertwined with Chu Ye's aura, Li Yue's fingers trembled slightly.

She knew what had happened over those three days and nights. It wasn't just a physical conquest; through a Dual Cultivation secret method, the Revered Master's mark had been branded even deeper into her Revered Master's Dao foundation and Divine Soul.

"Revered Master..." she called out softly, her voice carrying a hint of an undetectable sob.

Seemingly hearing a familiar voice, Cold Moon Fairy's eyelashes fluttered, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her initial confusion was quickly replaced by clarity, followed by overwhelming shame, exhaustion, and the distinct soreness and dull pain radiating from every part of her body.

She tried to get up on her own, but found she lacked even the strength to lift her hand. Though the immortal power remained in her body, it felt as if its essence had been drained, and its circulation was sluggish.

"Li... Yue..." Her voice was incredibly raspy.

"Your Disciple is here." Li Yue quickly composed herself and supported her Revered Master with effort. She took a large, soft bathrobe that had been prepared and carefully wrapped it around the mark-covered body, preventing more skin from being exposed to the air.

Where she touched, the skin was burning hot, retaining the heat of intense lovemaking, yet it trembled slightly from weakness.

Chu Ye stood up, casually threw on an outer robe, and watched as Li Yue struggled to support Cold Moon, who could barely walk on her own. He said calmly, "Attend to her carefully. Use the Heavenly Pool Spirit Liquid to wash her well, clear the accumulated toxins from her Meridians, bones, and Dantian, and help her recover her Origin Qi."

"Yes," Li Yue replied with her head bowed, not daring to look at Chu Ye. All her attention was on her incredibly weak Revered Master in her arms.

Half-supporting and half-carrying Cold Moon, she slowly moved toward the outside of the hall step by step.

Li Yue's body seemed to bend slightly under the weight, but she dared not voice any complaint.

Li Yue could clearly feel her Revered Master's trembling and weakness, her heartache deepening. Yet, as she felt the True Immortal aura within her Revered Master—weak but still incredibly powerful.

A surge of indescribable, complex feelings arose, a sense of "resignation" following a total defeat.

Chu Ye watched the two departing figures with an expressionless face. Subduing Cold Moon Fairy was not only for the System tasks but also for the heritage and power of the Guanghan Immortal Palace.

Now that another True Immortal had been added to his harem, it was time for the next target.

He turned and looked toward the direction of the Shadow Pavilion in the Central Region, a cold arc curling at the corners of his mouth.

In the Guanghan Immortal Palace, atop the clouds, the Palace Revered Master's sleeping hall—a symbol of supreme authority and a Holy Land for cultivation—was now permeated with a romantic atmosphere entirely different from the past.

Chu Ye reclined on a soft couch covered in Ice Soul Silkworm Brocade, his posture relaxed. He looked playfully at the pair of stunning beauties sitting not far from the couch.

Li Yue was still dressed in her moon-white palace attire, but the former coldness and aloofness in her eyes had been replaced by an indescribable softness and charm. With every glance, she unconsciously showed dependence and awe for the person on the couch.

Beside her was a woman with a more mature and cold temperament whose beauty was in no way inferior, even gaining more charm from the passage of time—Cold Moon, the former Palace Revered Master of the Guanghan Immortal Palace and Li Yue's Revered Master.

At this moment, this former Dominator of the Immortal Palace was also submissive, though her tightly pursed lips and slightly tensed back still faintly revealed some of her past pride and struggle.

"Your Highness," Li Yue's voice was soft, with a hint of an undetectable fawning tone, "Many throughout the palace are afflicted by the fragrant poison. Although it is temporarily suppressed by their cultivation and Your Highness, it is not a long-term solution... I implore Your Highness to have mercy and bestow a method for a complete cure."

Cold Moon also bowed her head, her voice clear but low: "Please, Your Highness... bestow the method."

Chu Ye's fingertips lightly tapped the jade table beside the couch as his gaze swept over the Revered Master and Disciple's peerless faces and figures, each with their own unique charms.

Li Yue's coldness was tinged with charm, while Cold Moon possessed a mature grace; the contrast was sharp and complemented each other beautifully.

"The fragrant poison is rooted in the Bloodline and the Origin of desire. Ordinary Medicinal Pills can do nothing more than suppress it; they treat the symptoms but not the cause."

Chu Ye spoke slowly, his tone flat but carrying unquestionable authority, "To cure it completely, one must use the Pure Yang Origin aura to guide and blend, transforming the poison's power into nourishment. In short, perform Dual Cultivation with me."

He paused, watching the expressions of the Revered Master and Disciple change instantly—shock, shame, complexity—yet, under the absolute influence of the blood pact and the faint stirring of the residual medicinal power in their bodies, it all intertwined into a strange silence.

"Of course,"

Chu Ye changed the subject, as if granting a favor, "If you find this method inappropriate, I can also bestow upon you the 'Desire-Suppressing Heart-Clearing Pill,' taking one each month will ensure that for that month, desire will not arise and the fragrant poison will not invade."

A flash of light appeared at his fingertips, and a Medicinal Pill glowing with an icy blue luster floated in mid-air, emitting a cold and calming aura. "Two methods. The choice is yours."