Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

“I want you to help me cultivate.”

Mo Zhu'er's voice echoed in Xu Ming's ears.

That charming tone was like a soul-eating worm, wanting to crush every bone in a person's body and devour it, making you willingly bow down at this woman's pomegranate skirt.

“I refuse,” Xu Ming answered decisively.

“Heh heh heh, but your current body doesn't seem to be saying that,” Mo Zhu'er's lips curled up, and her butt rubbed against Xu Ming's embrace.

In the courtyard, there was an iron rod used for drying clothes that was scraping against the ground, perfectly depicting Xu Ming's current state.

However, Xu Ming felt that he couldn't blame himself for this.

If any normal man were to be in such close contact with such a charming woman as Mo Zhu'er, his DNA would inevitably have a certain reaction; this was etched into human nature.

Not to mention that he was a martial artist, with even more vigorous blood and energy.

“Get off,” Xu Ming said coldly.

“I just don't want to get up.”

Mo Zhu'er leaned her head on Xu Ming's shoulder, with a very strong green tea flavor.

“Young Master Xu, are you really not going to practice the first volume of the Joyous Union Great Dao with me? I think Young Master Xu should also realize it, right? My physique is very unusual compared to others.

I might as well tell Young Master Xu frankly that I am actually the Luo Goddess Body.

There are many descriptions of the Luo Goddess Body, one of which is that the Luo Goddess Body can moisten all things and can finely adjust and soothe the spiritual power of oneself and others.

If it were before, then I wouldn't have practiced this 'Joyous Union Great Dao'.

But now, since I've already been eaten by you once, Young Master Xu, what harm is there in being eaten a second time?

If Young Master Xu agrees to practice this Joyous Union Great Dao with me, I can also help you adjust the martial artist's true qi and spiritual power in your body, and even this Joyous Union Great Dao has many benefits for your injuries.

If what I said is true, the Heavenly Mystery Sect Master is going to kill everyone. At that time, the Heavenly Mystery Sect will definitely fall into chaos. Young Master, you are still carrying injuries. What should you do?

And if you go to the Three Stone Peak, relying on your current state alone is definitely not enough.

Do you really want to die there?”

Xu Ming: “…”

“So… this is a transaction,” Mo Zhu'er said softly, like a succubus constantly seducing Xu Ming, “You said it before, right? If you don't do anything harmful, you can agree. I'm not asking you to do anything that angers the heavens and resents people now. What I'm asking you to do now is just…”

As she spoke,

Mo Zhu'er's hand rested on Xu Ming's shoulder.

Xu Ming felt Mo Zhu'er's spiritual power gather and enter his body, and just as Xu Ming wanted to resist, that spiritual power completely merged into his own spiritual power like a stream of water.

Xu Ming had no way to expel it.

Xu Ming felt his mouth dry and his gaze towards Mo Zhu'er became increasingly aggressive.

“Why not agree to her? Anyway, you've already crossed that line, so what if you cross it again?” This kind of thought suddenly popped up in Xu Ming's mind.

Soon, Xu Ming was startled by his own thoughts.

“What did you do to me?” Xu Ming frowned and tightly grabbed Mo Zhu'er's wrist.

Xu Ming felt his desire for Mo Zhu'er growing deeper and deeper.

“Gently… Young Master, if you keep using so much force, people will be in pain~”

Mo Zhu'er's tone was charming, and she didn't seem to have any sense of crisis.

“Didn't I tell Young Master? I am the Luo Goddess Body, and I can manipulate spiritual power at will. Just now, I only poured some spiritual power with some characteristics of the Mandarin Duck Cauldron into Young Master's body, just wanting to help Young Master have some fun.

And you can't completely blame me for this~

If Young Master didn't have some thoughts about me, then my wisp of spiritual power wouldn't be able to play any role.”

Xu Ming: “…”

Xu Ming felt his breathing gradually quicken, especially with Mo Zhu'er sitting in Xu Ming's arms, the softness of her delicate body and the faint fragrance emanating from her body were all eroding Xu Ming's reason.

Xu Ming's state at this time was very similar to when he was in the Mandarin Duck Cauldron.

Although it wasn't as intense as it was then, it was still outrageous.

And the most important thing was.

The first time in the Mandarin Duck Cauldron, Xu Ming tried his best to restrain himself, not wanting to take that step. At that time, Xu Ming's willpower could be said to be at its peak.

But now, that step had already been taken. Once there is one, there will be two, and once there are two, there will be three.

Xu Ming's psychological defenses at this time were no longer so strong.

In Xu Ming's mind, a voice was constantly eroding Xu Ming's reason—

“Anyway, it's already like that before, so what if it's one more time? What's the difference between once and twice?

And it's mutually beneficial, good for both parties. This is just a transaction, so why resist?

If it's really like what Mo Zhu'er said, the Heavenly Mystery Sect Master has some conspiracy.

He must heal his injuries now, and the conflict between spiritual power and true qi caused by the several great battles of the Heavenly Mystery Sect must also be quelled quickly.

Otherwise, what if he dies? Otherwise, what if Qing Wan has an accident?

Is he going to regret it for the rest of his life?”

“No, no, no, these are all excuses!”

Xu Ming knew that these were all excuses for his desire to indulge, but Xu Ming's reason was being defeated little by little by these excuses.

Especially after tasting the sweetness, Xu Ming would often recall that night at night.

The desires that Xu Ming had been suppressing were erupting like a volcano at this moment.

Mo Zhu'er knew that the defenses in Xu Ming's heart were about to collapse.

However, Mo Zhu'er was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

When Xu Ming's eyes became more and more blurred, Mo Zhu'er pressed Xu Ming's palm on her soft and towering chest.

“Young Master Xu doesn't need to endure it anymore. This is just cultivation. It's a transaction between you and me. Apart from that, there is no other relationship between you and me. Since that's the case, why is Young Master still so entangled? Young Master, you said so, right?”

Mo Zhu'er felt that it was almost time, stood up from Xu Ming's arms, slowly pulled Xu Ming up, and then led Xu Ming step by step into the room.

In the room, Shen Shengsheng was sleeping soundly on the bed, very peacefully, even drooling.

However, Mo Zhu'er didn't care.

Mo Zhu'er sacrificed a few formation flags and inserted them at the head of Shen Shengsheng's bed.

These formation flags formed a barrier.

These formation flags completely isolated the outside world's sounds.

Even Shen Shengsheng couldn't see what was happening outside.

If Shen Shengsheng woke up, what she would see would be an ordinary room.

Moreover, if Shen Shengsheng wanted to come out, this barrier would first prevent her and then warn her, giving Mo Zhu'er enough reaction time.

This magic formation was carefully prepared by Mo Zhu'er.

The reason why Mo Zhu'er went to so much trouble was because Mo Zhu'er knew that Xu Ming cared about this little girl, and Mo Zhu'er also had some shame in her heart, so naturally, she had to take some privacy measures, so that Shen Shengsheng wouldn't see anything she shouldn't see.

Looking at Xu Ming's blurred eyes, Mo Zhu'er blushed slightly, tiptoed, put her hands on Xu Ming's shoulders, and bit Xu Ming's lips.

“That's right… Xu Ming and I are just cultivating. I don't have any feelings for him. To me, Xu Ming is just a tool, nothing more.”

Mo Zhu'er said in her heart.

At this moment, Xu Ming completely lost his mind.

Mo Zhu'er was rudely turned around by Xu Ming.

Wu Yanhán, who had returned to her courtyard, was sitting in the courtyard in a daze after finishing her lunch.

Wu Yanhán had already taken a bath.

Wu Yanhán went to the Heavenly Mystery Sect's women's bathhouse to bathe.

Although there were compartments, it always felt a bit awkward.

Wu Yanhán also knew that it wasn't that the Heavenly Mystery Sect couldn't build independent bathhouses for each courtyard, but that all of those women's bathhouses had spiritual springs emerging from below, which were helpful for cultivation and injury repair.

At this time, Wu Yanhán changed into a light pink palace dress, with a pair of cloud-patterned embroidered shoes on her feet.

Compared to Wu Yanhán in the formation during the day, the girl at this time looked quiet and gentle, knowledgeable and reasonable, and that kind of elegant, leisurely, and noble appearance completely conformed to the world's fantasy of a dynasty princess.

You would never want such a "frail" girl to actually be able to go to battle and kill enemies, to actually be a Heroic Soul Realm martial artist who could blow your dog's head with one punch.

“This celebration is indeed a bit boring…”

Wu Yanhán said to herself.

In the palace, there would usually be women to teach her needlework and some etiquette at night.

On the battlefield, she would now hold meetings to discuss the military deployment for the next day.

But in the Heavenly Mystery Sect, the girl found that she really had nothing to do.

Even if she practiced boxing, she had already completed her training volume for today, and continuing to practice would only increase the burden on her body, doing more harm than good.

“Why not go find Xu Ming and see what that guy is doing?” Wu Yanhán thought in her heart.

“But it's already night, is it not very good for me to go find him?” Wu Yanhán had some hesitation in her heart, after all, there was a difference between men and women.

“There's nothing wrong with it,” Wu Yanhán shook her head and self-persuaded, “Because of the matter of the bestowed marriage, I can't explain it clearly to him anyway. What does it matter what others discuss? Besides, who can see me going to Xu Ming's courtyard this late at night?”

After making up her mind, Wu Yanhán walked towards Xu Ming's residence.

After a stick of incense, Wu Yanhán arrived at Xu Ming's residence.

Xu Ming's courtyard formation wasn't closed, but the courtyard was empty, and no one knew what Xu Ming was doing inside.

"Someone's coming."

Mo Zhu'er, in the room, heard the faint footsteps, and the corners of her mouth curled up. At this time, she was covered in sweat and panting, as if she had run a thousand meters.

Xu Ming frowned and covered her mouth.

When he was halfway through his cultivation, Xu Ming had regained most of his sanity, but it was too late.

It's like you've already driven halfway, there's no reason to turn back.

Since he's already cultivated halfway, he can only finish it.

"Xu Ming, are you asleep?"

Standing at the door of the room, Wu Yanhan knocked on the door.

"Yanhan?"

Hearing Wu Yanhan's voice, Xu Ming felt a sense of foreboding.

"Not yet, what's wrong?" Xu Ming tried to keep his tone calm.

Wu Yanhan said, "Nothing, just a little bored, I wanted to discuss martial arts with you."

Mo Zhu'er pulled down Xu Ming's palm and bit Xu Ming's neck.

"Hiss."

Xu Ming gasped in pain, and a red mark appeared on his neck.

Wu Yanhan: "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Xu Ming: "I'm fine."

Wu Yanhan: "Then why is your breathing so rapid?"

Xu Ming: "I'm cultivating, and just now the spiritual power was a little blocked, how about I find you tomorrow, I need to meditate for a while."

"Okay, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Wu Yanhan glanced at the door with some doubts. Although she felt a little strange, and always felt that Xu Ming was hiding something from her, Wu Yanhan couldn't force her way in and affect his cultivation, so she turned and left.

After Wu Yanhan left, Mo Zhu'er glared at Xu Ming coquettishly.

In fact, Mo Zhu'er really wanted to let this arrogant princess take a look—"Your fiancé is helping me cultivate."

But considering that doing so would anger Xu Ming, Mo Zhu'er gave up.

Since she had no choice but to cultivate with him, she had to cherish it.

She didn't want to change to a second cultivation partner.

She wouldn't even have had her first cultivation partner if it hadn't been for that night, when she made a mistake in the Mandarin Duck Cauldron.

After another incense stick of time, Mo Zhu'er straightened her skirt and put away the formation flags inserted next to Shen Shengsheng.

After the two sides cultivated, Xu Ming clearly felt that the spiritual power and martial artist's true energy in his body had returned to normal.

Not only that, but also because of the "Joyous Union Great Dao" technique, Xu Ming felt that whether it was blood or spiritual power in his body, it was more vigorous.

This real improvement made Xu Ming couldn't help but want to cultivate with Mo Zhu'er again.

But Xu Ming resisted.

At the same time, Xu Ming felt that "Joyous Union Dao" was indeed quite terrifying, and also understood why "Joyous Union Dao" had so many followers.

While engaging in the pleasures of fish and water, one can also enhance cultivation, who wouldn't like this? Who wouldn't indulge in this?

"I know what you're thinking, but it's not possible."

Mo Zhu'er put her finger on Xu Ming's mouth, her eyes like a sly kitten.

"Many Joyous Union Sect disciples have the same thoughts as you just now, greedy for pleasure, and finally go astray, and then go further and further down the wrong path.

But don't worry, as long as you follow me well, I will let you go on well.

So."

Mo Zhu'er leaned close to Xu Ming's body.

"Do you want to go back to the Western Regions with me? I can let you ascend to the Great Dao while enjoying boundless joy."

[The typhoon is here, the wind is blowing outside, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier, but it's quite cool.

Speaking of which, my Wuling Mini is parked in the open-air parking lot, will it be blown over? There's even a tree next to it

Damn, now that I think about it, to be honest, I'm a little panicked]