123: Chapter 123 Liu Qingyan, Seizing the Future

After Liu Qingyan finished speaking, she could no longer hold back.

She reached out, grabbed Mo Zixing by the shoulders, and forcefully pushed him down onto the bed.

She leaned over and kissed him fiercely.

This kiss carried a sense of utter determination, along with a hint of unmaskable madness.

Liu Qingyan bit down hard on his lips, as if trying to draw blood.

"Hurry, Mo Zixing, prove it to me!"

As their lips parted, Liu Qingyan was panting heavily, her eyes wet as she looked at him, her voice raspy beyond recognition.

Before Mo Zixing could react, she raised her hand and untied her sash.

Her inner robe slid down her shoulders, revealing her soft, delicate skin.

Her silver-white hair cascaded down, covering nearly half of her face, yet adding an extra touch of allure.

She held Mo Zixing tightly, letting her scalding tears fall onto his chest, burning him and making his heart tremble.

Mo Zixing sighed softly.

He suddenly flipped over, trapping her within his arms instead.

"Calm down, Qingyan."

He reached out to wipe the tears from her face, his tone becoming gentler: "I have you in my heart, always have. But I don't want to see you treat yourself this way. In my heart, you have never been someone who needs to beg for love."

Liu Qingyan stared at him blankly, tears surging up once more.

That's right.

She was his Revered Master.

She was also the person who had accompanied him every step of the way to this day.

She should have been the one who understood him best, the one who supported him the most.

Not like this, hysterically forcing him to make a choice.

This would only make things difficult for him.

It would only push him further away.

Mo Zixing's strength and talent destined him to meet more and more people.

But even if Mo Zixing couldn't be devoted only to her, she still wanted to be the best one in his heart, not the most troublesome one.

Liu Qingyan took a deep breath, wiped the tears from her face, and tried hard to force a smile: "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. I was just... too afraid of losing you."

Looking at her eyes, which were red from crying, Mo Zixing felt a pang of guilt.

He knew he was greedy.

He wanted Su Li's tenderness, yet he couldn't bear to let go of Liu Qingyan's devotion.

And there was Jiang Yuwei.

In the future, there would be Sect Master Bai Ruotong, and perhaps even more.

But since things had reached this point, he should earnestly manage the matters ahead.

Since they had become his women and were following him wholeheartedly, he wanted to take good care of them too.

"Don't be silly, Revered Master."

He gently stroked her hair and pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head: "There is no need for apologies between us. I have said it before, you have always been my most important Revered Master, and you always will be."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingyan felt a soreness in her nose and nearly burst into tears again, but she bit her tongue hard, forcing the tears back.

"Zixing..."

She looked up into Mo Zixing's eyes and reached out to gently stroke his cheek: "I will definitely become your best woman. I will never make things difficult for you again, nor will I ever cause you to worry again."

Mo Zixing did not speak; he simply lowered his head and kissed her lips again.

Liu Qingyan closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his neck, and chose to actively respond to him.

This kiss no longer held the madness and despair of before, but only tenderness and lingering affection.

Her hand lightly traced over his chest, carrying a trace of clumsy exploration, slowly removing his robe.

The candlelight flickered, casting their intertwined shadows upon the wall, lingering and deeply affectionate.

Liu Qingyan leaned close to Mo Zixing's ear, her warm breath brushing against his auricle: "Come, give me everything you have."

She reached out one hand to grasp his wrist, guiding him closer to her, and with her other hand, she slid down along his waist.

Liu Qingyan had seized the future.

She wanted to feel everything about Mo Zixing and have their spiritual power fuse together from this moment on, lasting forever.

This fusion of spiritual power was deeper than any time before.

Liu Qingyan let go of all her concerns and anxieties, immersing herself in it completely.

The world faded into silence within her senses, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing remaining in her ears, along with the spiritual power surging endlessly within her body.

The environment of the Sleeping Quarters became blurred, leaving only the man before her.

Liu Qingyan's face was flushed beyond measure; even though she could no longer think, she continued to whimper, constantly demanding more.

She only wanted his spiritual power to leave behind more proof of its presence within her Dantian.

Time passed, she knew not how long, and the sky outside the window had begun to subtly change.

Mo Zixing lowered his head to kiss Liu Qingyan's lips, slowly withdrawing his spiritual power.

Today, Liu Qingyan was different from before, so proactive it was as if she wanted to drain him of all his spiritual power.

It was a pity, though, that in the end, she was still no match for him, as he could recover quickly.

Mo Zixing looked at the person sleeping soundly in his arms, her cheeks still bearing the flush of the aftermath, her mouth slightly upturned, looking as though she was sleeping incredibly peacefully.

"Zixing..." Liu Qingyan murmured in her sleep, reaching out to grab the corner of his robe, a satisfied smile appearing on her lips.

Mo Zixing looked at her serene sleeping face, his heart softening.

He gently covered her with the quilt, put on his robe, and with a thought, opened Liu Qingyan's interface.

This time, it could be said that thanks to her own efforts, her cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Crystallization Stage.

Mo Zixing nodded and opened his own information interface.

He saw that on the cultivation bar, the original [Crystallization Stage Level 8] had disappeared, replaced by the even more glittering [Crystallization Stage Level 9].

Mo Zixing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Two consecutive days of diligent Cultivate, with the joint assistance of Jiang Yuwei and Liu Qingyan, had finally allowed him to break through to the ninth level of the Crystallization Stage in one go.

He closed his eyes and sensed it; his spiritual power was full and abundant, with no sense of instability whatsoever—it was clearly a solid Perfection of the ninth level.

As expected, the [Hehuan Body] was indeed top-tier; the speed of Cultivate was truly unimaginably fast, and he had certainly made the right choice back then.

Below the cultivation bar, in the Acquired Luck bar, the familiar small white text appeared once more: [Stuck in a Bottleneck (White): Cultivation has reached the Perfection of the Crystallization Stage; you need to collect a Heaven And Earth Treasure corresponding to your Spiritual Root, or refine a Three-Flower Pill, to attempt a Breakthrough to the Golden Core Stage.]

Mo Zixing looked at the interface and took a deep breath.

The Golden Core Stage was finally coming.

Although theoretically, the Nine Heavens Swift Thunder Fire could serve as a material for both Thunder and Fire attributes, Sect Master Bai Ruotong had also said that the risk and difficulty of refining it were immense; a single moment of carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.

Even if it wasn't particularly dangerous for him, he still had to make thorough preparations.