Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 434 Top-Tier Spiritual Treasure
Her face rested against his firm chest, and she couldn't help but sniff lightly, her voice becoming soft and gentle:
"It's Wang Ning's scent."

"I'll wash up right away."

He was too hasty; he rushed here without even having time to wash away the scent of his intimate encounter with Wang Ning. Nie Zhaonan looked slightly embarrassed.

He made a move to dive into the spring, but Yuan Yao held him tightly, her long, slender legs like the roots of an old tree, making him unable to move at all.

"It's alright, my husband will make it up to me," Yuan Yao said, raising her head slightly and offering a kiss.

Soft, chewy, and sweet—it's indescribably tempting.

The spring water gurgles
Another six months have passed. In a simple room, there is nothing else but a bed covered by a thin curtain.

Nangong Wan lay languidly on her side, one hand supporting her chin, the other gently caressing the beautiful curves of her waist and hips, exuding allure.

Suddenly she turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of her jade-like feet, where a figure gradually appeared, his face full of smiles.

"You're only arriving now?"

Nangong Wan gave a soft snort, her beautiful face showing some displeasure.

She had been waiting here for three days after receiving the message from that despicable man, and she was getting weak from waiting.
"Wan'er, you've become more and more alluring and charming. I love you just the way you are."

Nie Zhaonan didn't explain anything. He couldn't very well say that Yuan Yao was too clingy and that he couldn't help but enjoy himself for three extra days. This wasn't to ruin their sisterly relationship; he had simply pounced on her like a hungry wolf.

Nangong Wan remained languidly lying down, only one of her jade-like legs bent, tracing a breathtaking arc in the air.

The gauze curtains seemed to be swept up by the wind, suddenly swirling and drawing incredible trajectories, reflecting two intertwined figures.

One lies down, the other leans.

Time passed as usual, and a rustling sound came from a patch of spiritual flowers and herbs that were half a person's height.

"Ying'er."

"Husband."

No one could be seen, only the deeply emotional murmurings of a man and a woman could be heard, and the spiritual flowers and herbs fell one after another.

If other cultivators saw the two of them being treated so badly, they would naturally be heartbroken.

But at this moment, the two were already immersed in the pleasure of the clouds and had ascended to the clouds, so they would not care about these things.

Thus, after more than half a year, the place finally returned to tranquility.

But then, a little girl with two braids appeared silently.

"Ew," Xiao Jiu muttered under her breath as she stepped on the fallen spiritual flowers and herbs, which were sticky and uncomfortable. Her face stiffened slightly.

"Master only cares about himself and his mistress, enjoying themselves without considering Xiao Jiu at all. Restoring this large area of ​​spiritual herbs will take me quite a bit of time."

After making a slight complaint, Xiao Jiu helplessly began to clean up the mess. However, being a girl, she was initially able to maintain a calm expression, but as she saw more and more, her shyness grew, and her face naturally turned red.

"Qiaoqian"

"Like a sound"

"Yu'er"

"Jade Spirit"

In the days that followed, Nie Zhaonan favored and comforted the remaining Daoist partners one by one, leaving none untouched.

They were inseparable day and night for several years before they finally broke free.

The taste is, of course, extremely wonderful and indescribable.

In the simply furnished hall of the cave dwelling on Qiyun Mountain, Bingfeng sat cross-legged on the spacious main seat, her phoenix eyes slightly closed, as if she were meditating.

Suddenly, sensing a presence beside her, her eyelids twitched, she slowly opened them, and turned her gaze to the side.

As she expected, it was the man she loved deeply.

However, his face was calm as still water, like an ancient well without a ripple. His eyes, which often flashed with fiery passion, were now devoid of any desire.

"Brother Nie, have you finally seen the light?" Bingfeng covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled.

"I wouldn't call it a complete enlightenment, but it's just that this is the first time I've been so engrossed in the Beauty Cave for so long. Once I stopped, I felt a sense of emptiness and tranquility in my mind and body." Nie Zhaonan understood somewhat; at this moment, he seemed to have entered the legendary state of enlightenment.

"So, Brother Nie doesn't want to be with me anymore? Then your promise to favor me one last time is null and void," Bingfeng said calmly, not taking it too seriously.

“No need to invalidate it, and I have always kept my word. Come on.” Nie Zhaonan’s body fell down like a puppet.

"Wouldn't this be a bit inappropriate?" Bingfeng's heart was filled with anticipation, and she was in complete control of the situation, something she had never experienced before.

"I'll stay here, Feng'er, you can come anytime."

After saying this, Nie Zhaonan closed his eyes, seemingly no longer caring about anything.

The next moment, her delicate body pressed down on him, as soft as cotton.

Nie Zhaonan's lips curled up, and his eyelids twitched, half-opening and half-closing.

Her graceful movements and the charm she exuded unintentionally were a natural and captivating allure.

The graceful curves of her chest rose and fell gently with her breath, like a silent rhythm that evoked contemplation.

For a moment, Nie Zhaonan was stunned, for a very long time.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the True Dragon Clan Grand Competition is fast approaching.

On this day, Nie Zhaonan, having received the message, brought Bingfeng to the area where the Xuan Tian Flower Tree was located.

As soon as the two arrived in front of the Xuan Tian Flower Tree, the next moment, the graceful and beautiful Master Yue Li silently appeared, accompanied by her maid Jin Ling.

"Greetings, Senior Yue Li."

"Welcome, Master."

Nie Zhaonan and Bingfeng bowed in unison, perfectly executed. Their gazes fell on Nie Zhaonan, and Yue Li frowned slightly, her tone displeased.
"You have a very strong feminine aura. Have you neglected your cultivation all these years, indulging entirely in the pleasures of men and women?"

She had long ago reminded her disciple to prioritize cultivation, but unexpectedly, less than three hundred years had passed and she had forgotten everything, becoming even more unruly than before.

"Senior, please don't blame me, it's all my fault," Bingfeng stepped forward, taking all the blame upon herself.

“Master, I am actually using this to cultivate my mind. In the past, whenever I saw you, I couldn’t help but feel my mind turbulent, but now when I see you, my mind is at peace.” Nie Zhaonan said calmly, as if he had prepared this in advance.

Jin Ling, sitting opposite her, looked utterly astonished. How could someone say something like that? Wasn't he afraid of upsetting the young lady?

She kept her eyes straight ahead, but couldn't help but focus her attention on the young lady's reaction out of the corner of her eye, wondering what she would do next.

Bingfeng was also startled. Brother Nie was far too bold. She had told him to win over Senior Yue Li, but now was clearly not the time to be honest.

There's still a huge gap in their strength!
"Yes. Your heart rate is indeed several times slower than before." Yue Li nodded, her jade-like face calm. To the surprise of the three people present, she did not refute at all and believed what Nie Zhaonan said.

"Master knows all this?" It's completely different to tell someone openly than to have your secret exposed by someone else. Nie Zhaonan's expression became somewhat uneasy.

"You dare question Miss's strength? Moreover, throughout the entire True Dragon Realm, countless cultivators admire her. Even the most powerful elders of the True Dragon Clan, from the Integration Stage to the Mahayana Stage, harbor deep feelings for our Miss. What are you, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator? Miss's mind is already incredibly strong; how could she be swayed in the slightest by the affections of others?" Jin Ling sneered, speaking at the opportune moment, her words revealing no disdain for Nie Zhaonan.

But when Nie Zhaonan cast a questioning glance at her, she winked playfully.

Upon seeing this, Nie Zhaonan instantly understood and did not bring up the topic again.

Yue Li showed no sign of distress. With a flick of her jade sleeve, a series of clear sword cries rang out, and countless flying swords flew out from her sleeve like swimming fish.

Thanks to the close connection with his natal magic weapon, as soon as the flying sword was released, he clearly felt that there were exactly 292 mouthfuls, not one less.

However, when he sensed that the spiritual pressure emanating from his natal flying swords was several times stronger than before, he couldn't help but be taken aback:
"Top-tier spiritual treasures! They're all top-tier spiritual treasures!"

Generally speaking, top-tier spiritual treasures are extremely difficult for most Void Refinement cultivators to obtain, and they can even be of some use to ordinary Integration cultivators.

Not to mention that his natal flying swords are all made from special materials like divine lightning, and their power is absolutely unmatched by other top-tier spiritual treasures.

Jin Ling was also stunned. There were a total of 292 flying swords that reached the top grade of spiritual treasures!
This was the first time she had ever seen such a scene.

"Master, you've gone to so much trouble for your disciple!" Nie Zhaonan said gratefully as he stored the flying swords into his body.

Yue Li's face remained calm, her voice soft and melodious:
"This is nothing. It's all thanks to the Thunder Kui Spirit Core. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to improve the grade and power of your natal magic weapon so quickly. The remaining true spirit essence in the Thunder Kui Spirit Core is also enough to upgrade another set of flying swords to the level of top-grade spiritual treasures."

Upon hearing this, Nie Zhaonan's face lit up with joy once again.

The five sets of natal flying swords—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—are best when their grade and power are consistent. Only when these five sword formations are combined can they truly achieve perfection without any flaws.

"The competition is almost over, let's go."

"This disciple will certainly not disappoint Master!" Nie Zhaonan said with full confidence.

Yue Li nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction on her face.

Without her making any move, the figures of the four people gradually blurred and then disappeared into the local world in an instant.

On Dragon Island, in front of the Dharma Hall, in the huge square.

Thousands of cultivators in the Void Refinement stage, dressed in various colors and with all sorts of strange appearances, gathered around the square. They all had excited expressions on their faces, but they were unusually quiet, and not a single sound came out.

At the very front of all these cultivators at the Void Refinement stage were a group of young dragon-humans.

Some were gazing expectantly at the sky, while others were chatting with their close friends.

However, the area directly in front of the main hall was completely empty, except for a few dozen people standing there in a very conspicuous manner.

Further ahead were seven powerful cultivators, all of whom possessed the cultivation level of the Integration Realm, sitting calmly at the long table.

They were several elders of the True Dragon Clan, responsible for presiding over this grand competition.

"Elder Yuan, what brings you here this time?" A burly middle-aged man looked at Yuan, who had a full head of white hair, with some surprise and suddenly asked.

As far as he knew, Elder Yuan had never been interested in the clan's grand competition, and had only come once before.

Before Yuan could say anything, a voice came over:

"Is it because of Yue Li's newly accepted disciple? Is his name Nie Zhaonan? I heard from Zhu Huo that Elder Jinlong seems to have given special permission for this young friend Nie to participate in this competition?"

Yuan Xun looked over and saw that the speaker was an elder who had a good relationship with Zhu Huo. He nodded calmly and affirmed:

"Indeed, Elder Fu's news is true."

"Nie Zhaonan, why have I never heard of this junior in the clan?" A beautiful woman in white asked thoughtfully.

“Since it was specially approved by the Grand Elder, then Nie Zhaonan is naturally not a descendant of my True Dragon Clan, but a genuine human cultivator. However, he is quite powerful, having defeated Zhu Wushang. This is probably why Elder Zhuhuo did not come this time.” Cangming, the resident elder of the Yanfa Hall who had met Nie Zhaonan once before, spoke up.

"I see." Some elders who didn't understand the reason suddenly realized.

"For Elder Yuan to make a special trip here, it seems that the human cultivator that Yue Li has taken in is indeed quite extraordinary?" Elder Fu's eyes flickered, and he asked again.

"It's more than just extraordinary, just you wait and see," Yuan laughed and said.

Everyone present could hear the confidence in his tone, and they couldn't help but feel curious about this unfamiliar Nie Zhaonan.

Upon hearing Yuan's words, a handsome young man dressed in a jade-green robe discerned a different meaning and grinned, saying:

"Even Elder Lian Yuan has made a special trip here, showing such importance to Nie Zhaonan. Does this mean Fairy Yue Li will also make an appearance this time?"

"Yue Li has been recognized as a great beauty by our True Dragon Clan for countless years, the number one fairy of our clan. It's a pity that she always lives deep in her cave, focusing on cultivation, and even we elders rarely get to see her." The beautiful woman in white also showed a hint of interest in her eyes and nodded as she spoke.

When it comes to a rare and beautiful woman, both men and women are generally interested.

The burly middle-aged man shook his head:
"Appearance is merely superficial; what good is beauty if it has no real substance? In my opinion, Yue Li's most outstanding quality is her cultivation aptitude. To be able to comprehend the power of laws like us right after entering the Void Refinement stage is unprecedented in the history of our True Dragon Clan. Her future is limitless! If anyone could become Yue Li's Dao Companion, that would truly be an immense opportunity!"

Hearing the praise for his niece, Yuan couldn't help but feel a little pleased, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.
"Of course, I'd be jealous of anyone my Yue Li would take a liking to. But as of now, no one has caught Yue Li's eye, and it's unlikely to happen in the future."

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