Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 286: A Temptation No One Can Resist
With his strength, it is not difficult to stop this, he just needs to wait for the opportunity.

The four of them continued to taste the spiritual wine, chat about trivial matters, and occasionally discuss issues of cultivation, until the sun set and the sky gradually darkened, then they returned to their rooms.

Although it is called a room, it is actually a residence prepared for cultivators. Its area is naturally much larger than a room, and it has all the necessary facilities. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small courtyard.

'Poof.'

Nie Zhaonan stripped off all his clothes and jumped into the hot spring pool. The warm water enveloped him, soaking his limbs and allowing his entire body to relax.

I had just had some wine and was still drunk, so soaking in a hot spring was the most comfortable thing to do.

Seeing her husband entering the hot spring naked in front of her, Ling Yuling's face flushed with shame, she couldn't tell if it was because of being tipsy or embarrassed.

"My husband, do you like staying in the water so much?" Ling Yuling suddenly felt a little scared.

"There are barriers in the water, so the experience is certainly not as good as on the shore, but the satisfaction you get is unmatched by anywhere else," Nie Zhaonan explained with a smile.

At the same time, he took out a jar of wine and placed it on the wooden tray.

Ling Yuling was somewhat tempted. It was not like she had not seen scenes of her husband and other sisters in the water, at least she had often seen it in the spiritual lake in the cave, but she had never experienced the feeling of dual cultivation in the water.

Come to think of it, among all the sisters, she is the only one who has never experienced practicing in water, and now it seems that she cannot escape.

"My husband is really something. He doesn't let any of them go." Ling Yuling muttered softly.

"Of course I have to treat everyone equally, and every fellow Taoist the same." Although her voice was low, Nie Zhaonan could hear it.

"I'm afraid it's the possessiveness in my heart that's at work." Ling Yuling murmured in her heart.

Even though she had some complaints in her heart, she did not stop. She untied her belt, and her palace skirt spread out, revealing the light green bellyband underneath, which was embroidered with a white lotus flower, which looked very delicate.

Her palace skirt fell, and she stretched out her slender legs, lowering her body slightly. The warm water flowed over her round and fair shoulders, leaving only her neck and face exposed.

Facing Nie Zhaonan, she pursed her cherry red lips and whispered, "What should we do next?"

She had only watched it from afar and had never operated it herself.

Nie Zhaonan handed over a glass of wine and drank one himself, his eyes fixed on her beautiful face, gradually moving downwards, her full breasts propping up her bellyband, her tight belly.
"Pooh" Ling Yuling spat secretly, "My husband is still so impatient"

"As a husband, I don't want to waste a single minute of my time with Yuling." Nie Zhaonan said with a wicked smile.

Only in front of his fellow Taoist would Nie Zhaonan reveal his frivolous side.

Suddenly Nie Zhaonan became interested and said calmly, "Tell Yuling a story."

Ling Yuling drank the wine in the glass and listened with great interest.

"The iced abalone left the ice cube and went out to play alone. As she was playing, she found that she was no longer iced, so she went back crying to find the ice cube. The ice cube said something to her."

"Yuling, do you know what Bingkuai said?" Looking at Ling Yuling, Nie Zhaonan asked jokingly.

"How would I know?" Ling Yuling shook her head. "But I know that my husband's storytelling skills are really not that good. They are neither interesting nor humorous, nor are they joyful."

Nie Zhaonan didn't care. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Freeze yourself."

At first Ling Yuling's eyes were full of confusion, but gradually she understood and the alcohol on her face became more intense.

"My husband always teases me." Ling Yuling said coquettishly and pounced on him.

Nie Zhaonan held Ling Yuling's waist, and soon, ripples appeared on the surface of the hot spring pool.

A few hours later, Ling Yuling lay lazily on the shore, half of her body immersed in the hot spring, her jade back smooth and white.

Nie Zhaonan was picking up clothes floating everywhere.

"Father wants a few thunder beads." Ling Yulin said lazily.

"Thunder beads are not precious. I can refine them at any time. It's just a small matter for Yuling to decide for herself." Nie Zhaonan put his clothes aside, came behind Ling Yuling, pinched her waist, and leaned close to her.

"Hmm~"

It is unknown how long the hot spring rippled before returning to calm.

"My dear husband, let's go back to the room. I still prefer to stay in the room." Ling Yuling stretched out her arms and put them around Nie Zhaonan's neck, with her long white legs wrapped around his waist.

"Okay!" Nie Zhaonan immediately took her back to the room.

"It's already noon, they should be up." Wen Qing came to the room of Nie Zhaonan and Ling Yuling.

"What's going on? Is there still a restriction?" Wen Qing looked puzzled, then understood, "It should be daily protection. Yu Ling's ability to cultivate to this level must be the result of Fellow Daoist Nie's hard work in teaching her."

"As a mother, I must teach Yuling seriously. Winning the favor of my husband is an indispensable skill." Wen Qing recalled the purpose of this trip.

Her daughter was undoubtedly inferior to Nie Zhaonan's other Taoist companions.

"It's better to find out what they are doing first to avoid embarrassment." Wen Qing pondered and considered it carefully.

Then she released a wisp of spiritual consciousness, slowly invading the restriction.

She has cultivated a secret spiritual technique that allows her to explore the situation within a restricted area without disturbing it.

Inside the house, a light-colored bellyband and snow-white, soft silk pants were scattered on the ground in a mess.

"Yuling, really, doesn't she know how to be more virtuous and clean up?" Wen Qing complained, knowing that he had not taught his daughter well.

She regained her composure, passed the hot spring, and continued to look deeper into the house.

"Ah!" Wen Qing covered his mouth tightly, without making any sound.

After a long time, Wen Qing withdrew his spiritual sense and hurried to a remote place.

Her chest heaved, and you could imagine how uneasy she was.

"How can Yuling ride on her own husband? Isn't this going against the will of Heaven?" Wen Qing couldn't imagine that his well-behaved daughter would do such a bold thing.

"Husband, why did you show a hint of murderous intent just now? Did the evil spirit backfire?" Ling Yuling asked with concern, her voice soft and charming. Nie Zhaonan let out a long breath of turbid air and said with a relaxed look: "No, I just thought of the past enemies and the murderous intent came out unconsciously."

"I'm glad you're okay." Although her buttocks were held tightly and felt a little strange, Ling Yuling still smiled.

Nie Zhaonan showed murderous intent, but in fact it was because someone was peeping at him.

Although Wen Qing's spiritual secret technique was extraordinary and could evade the perception of most late Nascent Soul cultivators, Nie Zhaonan was clearly not one of them.

If he had not been certain that the person outside was his 'mother-in-law', it would not have been as simple as revealing a hint of murderous intent and then disappearing in an instant.

At the same time, Nie Zhaonan was secretly puzzled: "Why did she peek for so long? She likes to watch Yu Ling so much?"

"It's getting late now. Husband, when should we finish?" Ling Yuling suddenly asked.

"Why, Yu Ling is impatient after just one night?" Nie Zhaonan asked back.

"No, it's just father and mother. They are in the inn. It will be bad if we don't leave the room for a long time," Ling Yuling explained.

"It's okay, you're just a little thin-skinned. Dual cultivation is the right way to practice." Nie Zhaonan said nonchalantly.

"But after all, our parents are here." Ling Yulin still did not give up persuading her and did not give up any hope.

"In the Yellow Wind Desert, someone clearly promised me that my woman would listen to him in everything." Nie Zhaonan seemed to be heartbroken and was about to stand up.

Ling Yuling placed her jade hand on his chest and said in a barely audible voice, "I will obey you."

She couldn't even imagine the look her parents would give her a few days later. She would probably be so ashamed that she would just want to find a hole to crawl into.
On the other side, Wen Qing quickly adjusted himself and returned to the room.

"Qing'er, didn't you go to look for Yuling? Why did you come back so soon?" Sitting on the futon, Ling Xiaofeng opened his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Ahem, Fellow Daoist Nie and Yu Ling are practicing, so we shouldn't disturb them." Wen Qing explained, coughing lightly and feeling somewhat uneasy.

“Thanks to Fellow Daoist Nie! Otherwise, Yu Ling would not have been able to advance to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul so quickly. With such a fast progress in cultivation, there is great hope that Yu Ling can reach our current level in the future. Even with the help of Fellow Daoist Nie, her chances of advancing to the Spirit Transformation stage in the future are better than the two of us.” Ling Xiaofeng said with emotion.

"That's true." Wen Qing nodded.

It is undeniable that it is Yu Ling's blessing to have a husband like Nie Zhaonan.

"Since they are practicing, we cannot waste time. We should recover from our injuries as soon as possible. There are countless late Nascent Soul cultivators in Dajin, and there are also several Spiritual Transformation cultivators. We will feel more at ease after we fully recover our strength." After Ling Xiaofeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and began to meditate and refine his Qi, practicing his skills, refining the power of the medicine, and recovering his vitality.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qing walked to a cushion next to Ling Xiaofeng, sat down cross-legged, and also began to recuperate from his injuries.

With such a big commotion in the Yellow Wind Desert, it is unlikely that it will remain peaceful forever. It is just a matter of sooner or later.

Jinxifang Market is a street in the west of Jinjing City. What is different about this street is that it is covered by a sophisticated concealment formation, which is specially set up for immortal cultivators.

This street cannot be said to be quiet, but compared to the bustling mortals outside, the street with hundreds of monks seems a little deserted.

There are shops on both sides, selling equipment refiners, elixirs, manuals on martial arts techniques, and everything related to cultivation.

Monks were going in and out of the shops. A handsome man and a beautiful woman walked out of an attic called "Qianling Pavilion". The waiter in the attic sent them to the street, shouting "Goodbye, sir" with a happy smile on his face.

This pair of handsome man and beautiful woman are naturally Nie Zhaonan and Ling Yuling who are in disguise.

The two of them just strolled along the street.

"Husband, can this lead to the person you are looking for?" Ling Yuling asked doubtfully.

"Of course, I'm very confident." Nie Zhaonan glanced at the shops passing by, looking like someone who is very wealthy.

"My husband wanted to lure that man out by exposing his own background, but what cultivator can resist such temptation? We have already dealt with several groups of cultivators with ill intentions." Ling Yuling said helplessly.

This was the third time they had changed their shapes and appearances and entered the Jinxi market.

Every time, it was the same routine, searching various shops for precious refining materials, or unavailable elixirs. As long as they were suitable, they would be bought. In every shop, either the shopkeeper would personally send them off, or the waiter would send them off with a smile, which really attracted a lot of people's attention.

"Take your time, don't be in a hurry, you will take the bait." Nie Zhaonan said slowly.

"I'm not in a hurry. I just want to know what kind of amazing treasure this person has that made my husband spend so much effort to lure him out." Ling Yuling said slowly.

In fact, she enjoyed the thrill of this kind of "fishing enforcement", luring the robber to the outside of the city, and then killing him and taking all his belongings. Although it was not much, it was really good.

"You'll know when the time comes." Nie Zhaonan didn't say much and just kept Ling Yulin hanging.

"Hmph!" Ling Yuling snorted inwardly in anger. Her husband was so secretive that he even refused to tell her in advance.

After a moment of anger, Ling Yuling took Nie Zhaonan's arm and said crisply, "My husband, let's go to this house. I'm still short of some spiritual medicines to make the elixir."

"Okay!" Nie Zhaonan looked at the beauty beside him and agreed with a smile.

With a wave of the hand, the two entered the rather grand attic in front of them.

After the two figures disappeared and completely entered the attic, the street suddenly became noisy.

"What are you pretending to be? What are you so proud of?"

"That's right, that's right. He is just an early Jindan cultivator, but he actually has a Taoist partner who is in the late Jindan stage and is so beautiful. If he doesn't have elders in the Yuanying stage, he must be from a big sect. What is there to be proud of!"

“If I had such a strong background, I would have become a Yuanying ancestor long ago!”

"You are so ostentatious, I'm afraid you have never experienced the dangers of the world."

A group of people pointed and talked at the place where Nie Zhaonan and Ling Yulin had originally stood. Some were jealous, some were envious, and there were also many people with ulterior motives.

Among the crowd, a young man with an ordinary face looked into the attic for a few seconds and left quickly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in a restaurant in Jinxifang City, the ordinary young man appeared in a private room.

"Master, there are two big fish in the market." The young man happily reported to the old man who was eating.

The old man had a cunning look on his face, a very thin body, a few sparse broken whiskers on his chin, and had the cultivation level of an early Nascent Soul stage.

(End of this chapter)