"Ahem... ahem, Senior, Senior Gu is a guardian cultivator of the human race. You can't do that!"
"Alright, you've made your point clear long ago. I won't touch that old fellow. Besides, without your help, I couldn't have tricked him into the 'Five Elements Dao-Defiance Pearl.'"
Ping Tu shook his head. Seeing that he was no longer targeting Gu Jiuqi, Li Yan was slightly relieved. Then he heard Ping Tu continue.
"But that fierce battle was worth it. Now that my main body has recovered a lot, there's hope for its awakening!"
"What? Senior's main body is about to awaken? Is it because of that Nascent Soul?"
Li Yan was stunned at first, then his face showed a mixture of shock and joy.
"Kid, don't be so surprised. That Nascent Soul was helpful, but not enough to awaken my main body. The supreme-grade spirit stones also played a part. For that, I have to thank you!"
Li Yan's expression froze. "Senior, do three supreme-grade spirit stones really contain that much spiritual energy?"
He had given the three supreme-grade spirit stones to Ping Tu as soon as he got them, so he didn't know how much spiritual energy they actually contained.
"Three spirit stones are not enough for that. Besides his Nascent Soul, I got another twenty-one supreme-grade spirit stones from that thief. For him to have such wealth in the lower realm, did he rob your entire Desolate Moon Continent?"
Hearing this, Li Yan was also shocked. He hadn't expected the First Sir to be so wealthy. But after a moment of thought, he understood the reason. This First Sir had once occupied the entire South Sea region with the Demon Clan and had also conquered many sects in the territories of the other three sects. They had killed and captured many Nascent Soul cultivators and had also occupied many cultivation resources. As a Spirit Transformation cultivator, the First Sir would naturally get the best cultivation resources first.
Although it wasn't true that he had robbed the entire Desolate Moon Continent, as Ping Tu had said, he had robbed about thirty percent of it. The First Sir still had twenty-one supreme-grade spirit stones left when he died. After being in hiding for so many years, he must have used some. It was clear how many cultivation resources they had plundered back then.
"Indeed, killing and robbing is the fastest way to accumulate wealth. This is an unchanging truth, whether in the mortal world or the cultivation world." Li Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He really hadn't expected so many supreme-grade spirit stones to appear.
"Here, this is his storage ring. There are a lot of mid and high-grade spirit stones and artifact-refining materials inside. Unfortunately, there are no good magical treasures or medicinal pills. That fellow, in his four years of trying to escape, saw that he couldn't get out. In the end, he became very crazy. In order to destroy the 'Five Elements Dao-Defiance Pearl,' he didn't hesitate to self-destruct one high-rank magical treasure after another. Unfortunately, without my main body, I was powerless to stop him. I could only watch as he wasted a large amount of magical treasures and medicinal pills."
Ping Tu said helplessly. In fact, it wasn't just magical treasures and medicinal pills. The First Sir had also consumed at least six supreme-grade spirit stones inside. Ping Tu's heart ached as he watched those supreme-grade spirit stones disappear. In the end, he had taken a risk as much as possible to act. Otherwise, more supreme-grade spirit stones might have been consumed.
Li Yan took the storage ring and swept it with his Divine Sense. He found that the space in this ring was very large, about half the size of Qi Jinghong's storage ring. Inside the ring, various artifact-refining materials and mid to high-grade spirit stones were piled up like mountains, in mounds and heaps.
Li Yan had no time to carefully examine the contents of the ring now, but he did find the familiar "Sand Star Stones" inside. There were more than one hundred and fifty of these "Sand Star Stones," and each was several times larger than the three in Li Yan's hand. They all exuded a deep brown, textured light, clearly not on the same level as the three "Sand Star Stones" in his hand.
Just seeing these "Sand Star Stones" made Li Yan overjoyed. This thing was extremely useful in the Chaotic Flow Space.
Li Yan did not stand on ceremony and put away the storage ring, bowing slightly to Ping Tu. "Then this boy congratulates Senior first. I hope you can recover your strength soon!"
"I just feel that awakening is not far off, but it might be ten years, or a hundred years. But it is indeed a good thing..."
A smile also appeared on Ping Tu's face. After his main body recovered, and since the secret realm was already damaged and many of the rules and powers were lost, he could try various methods to see if he could leave this place. He was worried about Pei Buchong, and after hearing from Li Yan that something might have happened to True Lord Qianzhong, he wanted to find those two as soon as possible.
After chatting with Ping Tu for a while longer, Li Yan left the secret chamber.
In the following days, Li Yan had no time to cultivate at all. He either spent his days with Zhao Min or was dragged into "discussions" by Li Changting and his Fourth Senior Sister. The various complicated etiquette gave Li Yan a headache. But seeing his Martial Mother Zhao Zhi also happily giving instructions, he could only let them manipulate him like a puppet.
...
More than a year later, in early May, the entire Malevolent Spirit Sect was a tapestry of green, with huge red ribbons dancing in the wind and immortal birds singing with outstretched necks.
This day was recorded in the later annals of the Malelevent Spirit Sect as the grand wedding of the Nascent Soul cultivator, Li Yan!
Apart from the entire South Sea region, which was sealed and could only send a few representatives with congratulatory gifts, all the reputable cultivation sects and families on the Desolate Moon Continent came voluntarily.
Li Yan had become famous in one battle. His name had long spread throughout the cultivation world of the Desolate Moon Continent. There were countless people who hoped to curry favor with him or to see him in person.
The Malevolent Spirit Sect was quite generous this time. Some of the sects that came uninvited out of admiration were also arranged to stay in the outer sect. Although they could not see Li Yan, they had the opportunity to enter the Malevolent Spirit Sect once and experience the foundation of a super sect.
On that day, Li Yan was so busy he was at his wit's end. Although he would not personally meet those so-called experts, he had to meet each of the Nascent Soul cultivators who came to congratulate him one by one. So, he did not notice that Bai Rou had not come. Instead, Tang Yuniang represented the sect and brought the congratulatory gift.
In the decades after the great battle, Tang Yuniang had also luckily succeeded in forming her core. In terms of cultivation, she was enough to represent the Woodstream Sect. In addition, the cultivators of the Malevolent Spirit Sect all knew that the Woodstream Sect had a close relationship with Li Yan, so they were also very polite to her.
Yesterday, Tang Yuniang had suddenly received a voice transmission from Bai Rou. It turned out that she had had an accident while refining a puppet some time ago and had accidentally injured her internal organs. She could not recover in a short time, so she had urgently entered seclusion to recuperate. She could only have Tang Yuniang represent her to attend Li Yan's wedding, and she must explain clearly when presenting the gift.
After receiving the voice transmission, Tang Yuniang was speechless for a long time, her beautiful eyes shimmering with light…
However, with the Woodstream Sect's status, no one paid too much attention on that day. Only Sun Guoshu and some people from Bu Li Peak who were on good terms with Bai Rou asked about the situation. Afterwards, the others only asked about Bai Rou's injuries with concern. Only Sun Guoshu sighed in his heart.
'Senior Sister Bai is outwardly gentle but inwardly strong. Young Master has a quiet personality and has always regarded you as a confidante. Why did you not make it clear…'
Now, Sun Guoshu had long since become Dao Companions with Mu Lian, and Mu Lian had finally succeeded in forming her core. It was a "perfect ending." Although Mu Lian's core formation was only the worst "Orthodox Bright Lotus," both of them were very satisfied. They had never dared to hope they would one day reach the Nascent Soul stage. They only wished to live a carefree life in the Golden Core stage.
Sun Guoshu regarded Li Yan as a god. So he felt it was normal for a Nascent Soul cultivator like him to have three wives and four concubines. Unlike himself, who had been mediocre for the first half of his life, to have a woman he liked today was already enough. Although he could see Bai Rou's feelings, he dared not speak of such matters. He could only sigh in his heart. When he looked at Mu Lian again, his eyes were filled with satisfaction and joy.
When Li Changting sent Zhao Min off from her cave residence on Bu Li Peak, a red ribbon extended from the peak of Bu Li Peak into the void, like a great road, stretching across the endless void to the distant Lesser Bamboo Peak.
On the wide red ribbon in the void, Zhao Min was dressed in red, her head covered with a red veil.
Li Changting gently patted Zhao Min's shoulder. Then, with a wave of her jade hand, the disciples on Bu Li Peak, which pierced the clouds, shouted in unison.
"We congratulate Martial (Uncle) Aunt Zhao!"
The entire mountain peak was shaken by the voices of tens of thousands of disciples, the momentum like a rainbow!
"Congratulations, Junior Sister Zhao!" The elders of Bu Li Peak also had smiles on their faces. With a wave from Li Changting, they congratulated her in unison, their voices like rolling thunder!
On a high platform on Lesser Bamboo Peak, Wei Zhongran and his wife were very happy, chatting and laughing with the guests. Zhao Zhi even shed tears…
Li Wuyi was even busier than Li Yan, a smile never leaving his face as he personally greeted the guests…
A hundred people, a hundred attitudes; a thousand people, a thousand faces. The splendor and beauty were endless, and some could not speak of the melancholy in their hearts!
...
That night, the bright moon hung high. Li Yan's courtyard had been expanded to more than five times its original size, covering a vast area. Li Yan had not needed to ask about such matters; it was all handled by Li Wuyi.
In a room, several large night-luminescent pearls illuminated the spacious interior, the light soft but not dazzling. Outside the window, the moonlit night created a sense of tranquility!
Red curtains were draped. By the side of the bed sat Zhao Min, dressed in red. The red veil had long been lifted. Zhao Min sat there primly. Her beautiful eyes were lowered, and there was no expression on her face. On the contrary, she appeared unusually calm. Only her slender jade fingers were constantly weaving together in her wide sleeves, revealing her inner turmoil.
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Min's calm expression moved slightly, and her body also trembled slightly, but she still did not raise her head. With a soft sound from the courtyard gate, Li Yan's figure appeared in the courtyard. At this time, his expression had already recovered its clarity, unlike the slight drunkenness he had shown outside.
Before entering the courtyard, Li Yan circulated his magical power and completely dispelled the alcohol in his body. At this time, with a casual wave of his hand, a restriction enveloped the entire courtyard.
As Li Yan's footsteps grew closer, Zhao Min felt her body grow tenser. Her long, white fingertips were no longer intertwined, but her ten fingers were unconsciously clasped together tightly, until the knuckles turned faintly white…
The footsteps grew closer. A pair of feet finally appeared in her lowered line of sight, and then stopped in front of her.
"Min'er!"
"Mm…"
Zhao Min found that her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Although she tried to maintain her usual coldness, her heart was in such a mess at this moment, like a frightened deer.
Then, Li Yan sat down beside her. A pair of large hands had already wrapped around her slender waist. A wave of heat came from his thick palms. Zhao Min felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her body trembled violently.
In the past, Li Yan had wrapped his arm around her waist more than once. Except for the first time when Zhao Min felt a little nervous, she had slowly gotten used to it later. But today, there was an indescribable strange feeling.
Just as Zhao Min was feeling nervous, a familiar face appeared in her lowered line of sight, and then her bright red lips felt a warmth.
"Mmm..."
Zhao Min's beautiful eyes widened in an instant. Then, her body stiffened, and her mind went blank. All her previous nervousness flew out of her consciousness at this moment…
One by one, the silk robes were removed. Li Yan looked at the ivory jade carving on the bed, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, letting him remove her adornments. His breathing quickened.
Under the reflection of the night-luminescent pearls, this was the most perfect jade carving in the world. It was so flawless, without a single blemish, with its graceful curves. Even when lying flat, the mountains were still majestic, soaring into the clouds.
Below were long, slender jade legs, white and dazzling. Because Zhao Min cultivated one of the world's top demonic body-refining arts, there was not a single trace of excess fat on her body. Every inch of her skin was full of amazing elasticity and strength…
For a moment, Li Yan could not move his gaze away. Staring at the beauty whose eyes were already closed, her body trembling slightly with nervousness, he gently lowered his body…
A full moon hung high. Li Yan was deeply lost in it, sinking again and again!
At first, Zhao Min bit her silver teeth tightly. After the pain of her first time, waves of passion washed over her. The iceberg finally melted, and she responded with soft moans and graceful movements…
The next day, when the sky was bright, Zhao Min, dressed in a loose long robe, with a large part of her snowy shoulder exposed, sat at the dressing table, gently combing her waterfall of black hair.
Li Yan walked lightly to her back, gently took the comb from her jade palm, his movements gentle!
Zhao Min, on the other hand, slowly rested her head in his embrace. Li Yan looked at Zhao Min in his arms, her fragrant shoulder exposed like snow. He suddenly spoke softly.
"Min'er, where did that demonic flower on your neck and shoulder go?"
Li Yan remembered that last night, several very demonic flowers had appeared on Zhao Min's neck, shoulder, and arm. The demonic flowers reflected on her snow-jade skin, giving Zhao Min an indescribable cold and demonic beauty at that time.
Zhao Min, who had been quietly leaning in Li Yan's arms, stiffened, and a pink blush instantly flew across her jade face. Li Yan's words reminded her of the unspeakable scenes from last night. At that time, she had already forgotten where she was. In her passion, she had taken the initiative to press down on him, and at that moment, the demonic flowers had unconsciously appeared on her body.
In her shame and anger, Zhao Min jabbed her elbow into Li Yan's waist. With Li Yan's physical body, he naturally didn't care, but he also immediately realized that he had asked the wrong question. So he laughed loudly, pulled Zhao Min into his arms, and was about to pick her up again.
Being pulled by him, the sore spot was immediately touched. Zhao Min's pretty face turned pale, and she said in a low, urgent voice.
"Not now..."
In the following days, Li Yan and Zhao Min completely gave up on cultivation. They were either indulging in the pleasures of the boudoir, with Zhao Min half-resisting, or whispering sweet nothings to each other, immortal companions, with the bright moon as their witness!