This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 372 Ah Ping, what are you doing here?

The laws of heaven and earth are abundant and satisfying. Just one dual cultivation session raised Xiao Lingyue's current realm by a significant level, allowing her to achieve her wish and stand ahead of Chan'er.

But she wasn't happy at all.

Don't ask, the answer is just that it hurts.

In a fit of anger, he became angry several times.

Considering that Bai Wuyan has just finished dual cultivation and then it's Xiao Lingyue's turn, Xiang Yuan has truly become the sect's most treasured member.

He managed to avoid Jianxinzhai, but couldn't escape Wushuang Palace, which left him sighing with regret. He lamented when the righteous young heroes would finally stand up, overthrow these evil strongholds, and restore the good reputation of the righteous sects.

Xiang Yuan cultivates the Formless Seal Method, reversing all forms to formlessness, gathering all forms into one body, becoming a great force, with numerous branches extending outwards, and having the potential to cultivate with anyone.

Not picky about food, and not picky about people either.

For example, the four Tongyou stage masters of Wushuang Palace at present, Bai Wuyan, Xiao Lingyue, Yinshuang, and Daoxue, each have different understandings of the Wushuang Palace's heritage due to their different personal karmic connections.

The master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to you; even within a single lineage, there are many branches.

As they branch out, the corresponding principles of heaven and earth also differ.

What suits Bai Wuyan may not suit Xiao Lingyue, but Bai Wuyan's realm is too high, far ahead of Xiao Lingyue. Her understanding of the laws of heaven and earth encompasses Xiao Lingyue's entire understanding and far surpasses it.

Xiang Yuan had copied these four masters to varying degrees, and then laid out the principles of heaven and earth that the other three masters possessed, allowing Xiao Lingyue to choose for herself.

Don't be shy, take whatever you like. If you don't take it today, your master will teach you tomorrow.

Xiao Lingyue: (▔～▔;)
take!
Take it all!

One dual cultivation session with Xiang Yuan was equivalent to several months of arduous cultivation by Xiao Lingyue. Considering her amazing talent for cultivation, one can imagine how many principles of heaven and earth Xiang Yuan copied from Bai Wuyan.

With so many profound principles, it would be strange if it didn't marinate well.

This cultivation lasted for seven or eight days. Xiao Lingyue was both anxious and making progress, experiencing pain and joy at the same time. She introspectively observed and comprehended her cultivation level, not knowing what to say.

As the eldest sister's most favored disciple, Shang Qingmeng of Jianxinzhai had no such concerns.

When she and Xiang Yuan were cultivating together, she saw that Xiang Yuan had copied the Dao Sword Realm of the Doorway Sword Master. Overjoyed, she carelessly encouraged Xiang Yuan to copy some more, and then give it to her to use.

This shows that the method of severing the seven emotions and cutting off the six desires is indeed effective.

"Lingyue, why do you look so distressed? You should be happy about your great progress in cultivation!"

"What did you say?"

Xiao Lingyue glared at Xiang Yuan, wanting to say, "She insisted on being the demoness, she insisted on being the palace master, but you, if you insist on having her, then give her to her. It would be good if you struggled a little!"

Some things, if you don't weigh four ounces on the scale, you'll weigh a thousand pounds on it.

Once words are spoken, they cannot be taken back; they become a fait accompli and can never be reversed.

Xiao Lingyue felt wronged for a while, but after she managed to calm down, she thought of something and frowned, saying, "Master said that you were plotted against by the Heavenly Emperor and became his pawn, and that you are on the path to certain death. What exactly does that mean?"

"I don't understand either."

Xiang Yuan held Xiao Lingyue in his arms and let her bite his shoulder to draw blood. He wanted her to replenish her strength so that she could protect her husband. Even if she was captured by a prestigious sect and taken as a family heirloom, she could still take it back through her own means.

Besides, if you don't make up for it, plenty of others will.

There is such a person on the top of Wushuang Palace.

They looked disgusted when they were taking it, as if they were eating junk food!

Seeing that Xiang Yuan didn't care at all, Xiao Lingyue was very dissatisfied and continued, "Is the Heavenly Emperor's scheme related to you being the True Martial Emperor?"

"Madam, I'll say it again, I am not the True Martial Emperor." Xiang Yuan quickly distanced himself from the matter.

"Really? But the love poison flares up every three months. We haven't seen each other for five months, and Chan'er is also in seclusion. How did you detoxify?" Xiao Lingyue asked casually.

Oh no, I forgot about that!
Xiang Yuan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then said, "It might be the Xuanhuang Blood Sea. Judging from the timing, I was undergoing a blood transfusion and marrow cleansing when the passion poison broke out."

As he spoke, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed with great joy, "Madam, the love poison in my body has been cured."

Who are you trying to fool?!

The lie is not about the truth, but about who is being deceived. Xiao Lingyue pouted, her face full of joy: "That's great, my husband, the love poison in your body has been cured. You don't need to go to the demoness for an antidote anymore, and we can live in peace."

"..." x2
(乛乛)(一一;)
"speak!"

"After thinking about it again, I think the love poison has only been delayed, not completely cured."

Bah, you despicable person!
Xiao Lingyue turned her head away angrily and said irritably, "Master is right. You are already doomed. You should be locked up in Wushuang Palace, drained of your blood essence, and then thrown out to die."

That's what they say, but they are worried and anxious, quite concerned about Xiang Yuan's situation.

"Don't worry, Madam. I made this decision myself. It's just a scheme, and it's not the first time. Your Palace Master gave me a hint, telling me to think about when I obtained the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed and when the scheming started," Xiang Yuan comforted her.

"She cares about you so much!" Xiao Lingyue said, savoring the taste.

"Don't talk nonsense, she's just worried that she won't have any medicine left."

Xiang Yuan shrugged. He had no romantic feelings for Bai Wuyan and believed that she was no exception. He also believed that Xiao Lingyue was well aware of this.

When asked about when he obtained the Dao Seed, Xiang Yuan had no clue. He could only confirm that he had already obtained the Heavenly Emperor Dao Seed when he refined a drop of divine and demonic blood before entering the Sword Heart Pavilion's small cave heaven.

At that time, he was at the Nascent Soul stage and had already achieved the ability to fight against those in the Netherworld. Looking back from that point in time, he had many opportunities. After careful consideration, he realized that none of them were investments from the Heavenly Emperor.

If you can't think of something, don't think about it. There's always a way out. He's got so many schemes going on, even Lao Tzu smashed a copy of the Tao Te Ching. If the Heavenly Emperor wants to use him as a pawn, he'll first need the consent of the other shareholders.

You riddle-solving idiots keep calculating! This tangled mess is almost as messy as a mountain of crap code. Updating it is a struggle. Let's see who stops working first!
Xiang Yuan, preoccupied with too many schemes, accepted the food without a care in the world. Afraid of worrying Xiao Lingyue, he skipped the unpleasant topic and cheerfully asked, "When will our Wushuang Palace and Jianxinzhai have their sword match? Has a specific time been set?"

"The fifteenth of next month."

Xiang Yuan and Bai Wuyan had been cultivating together in the Desolate Ancient Realm for two months. Next month is September 15th, and Xiao Lingyue doesn't have much time left. He decided to help her one more time and not let the mistress outshine the original wife.

"So, are you confident you can defeat that... what was it again?" Xiang Yuan asked, puzzled.

"Shang Qingmeng, Fairy Shang."

Xiao Lingyue raised her hand and poked Xiang Yuan's eyebrows, teasingly saying, "I know you're forgetful to make me happy, but it's too deliberate. According to what Mother said, I have reason to suspect that you know Fairy Shang and that your relationship is unusual."

My goodness, Prince Zhao's Palace has been updated to this version already?

There were originally no roads in the world, but as more people walk on them, there are no roads left to walk on!

Xiang Yuan exclaimed that it was outrageous, feeling as if he were living in Xiao Yan's shadow, like a demon-revealing mirror, making it impossible for him to move an inch. He immediately blushed and said in a firm voice, "Mother, really, what are you saying all day long? I really just wanted to make you happy."

“I know, Fairy Shang has severed all emotions and desires. Even if you want to have an extraordinary relationship with her, she won’t want to pay any attention to you!” Xiao Lingyue said with a smile.

"Who do you think you are? If my identity as Da Yao is exposed, Jianxinzhai will definitely capture me and keep me as their treasured possession," Xiang Yuan retorted.

Xiao Lingyue tilted her head, and after a moment nodded in deep agreement. It was just a large medicine, and Jianxinzhai wouldn't be so desperate. But if this large medicine was a treasure of Wushuang Palace and was played with by the Palace Master all the time, then everything would be a different story.

Thinking of this, she warned Xiang Yuan again that the matter of the medicine really shouldn't be spread around.

"So here's the question: if someone is about to die in front of me next time, should I save them or not?" Xiang Yuan asked, precisely assessing Xiao Lingyue's righteousness and knowing she would have no answer.

Xiao Lingyue sighed: "I'll ask you the same question: is the person about to die in front of you a man or a woman?"

Xiang Yuan's eye twitched, utterly devastated by the swift truth: "Madam, do you have some misunderstanding about my character?"

“I have no misunderstanding about your character, otherwise I would not have fallen for you. But, me, Chan’er, Master… isn’t it too much of a coincidence?” Xiao Lingyue laid out the facts.

"Does Madam mean that I've been framed?" Xiang Yuan's expression was grave, his brows furrowed.

"..."

Nobody's that bored!

Xiao Lingyue pursed her red lips slightly. When a person can't hold back, they really can't. She rolled her eyes and was too lazy to waste any more words with Xiang Yuan.

When she gets serious, Xiang Yuan pretends to be clueless, and the conversation just won't go on.

Just as Xiang Yuan was about to say something, the space behind him suddenly distorted, and boundless coldness poured down.

A hand, as white as jade, reached out from the dissipated space. Its five fingers were long and slender, grasped Xiang Yuan's nape, lifted him up, and took him to the cold pool world of the small cave.

Bai Wuyan!
Xiang Yuan: (д⊙)
Xiao Lingyue: (〃)
She actually dared to snatch someone right in front of him! x2
Xiao Lingyue was completely numb and stood there stunned for a long time. After regaining her senses, she hurriedly changed her clothes and headed straight for the top of the mountain.

Meanwhile, Xiang Yuan was pulled and lifted by Bai Wuyan, and the scenery before him changed drastically. A bone-chilling cold air swept over him, and his body was frozen with frost, almost turning him into a block of ice.

Bai Wuyan looked at Xiang Yuan expressionlessly, her eyes cold and clear as frost. She showed neither shyness nor embarrassment, and she didn't care that he wasn't wearing clothes. She got up and was about to hug him and kiss his neck.

She stepped forward, her brows furrowing slightly, displeased by the murky aura emanating from Xiang Yuan.

With a light tap of her fingertip, the ice beneath her feet suddenly shattered, transforming into a clear spring. The water, like a living thing, coiled around him, enveloping his entire body.

The water receded, and the medicine was as clean as new, as if it had never been used.

You're really hungry!

Bai Wuyan didn't mind that Xiao Lingyue had just used it, but Xiang Yuan was very disgusted. He could let it go before, but if he gave in to Bai Wuyan now, what would Xiao Lingyue think? She might turn evil on the spot.

Xiang Yuan suddenly raised his hand, pressed down on the beautiful woman's shoulder as she threw herself into his arms, and pushed her away without hesitation. Bai Wuyan was caught off guard and staggered back half a step. A hint of surprise flashed in her cold eyes, but soon her face turned frosty, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent, chillingly cold.

Xiang Yuan didn't turn around. He took out a black robe from the jade space, put it on slowly and deliberately, tied the belt, let the hem hang down, smoothed his hair, and ignored Bai Wuyan's murderous aura.

"what are you doing?"

"That's what I should be saying, what are you doing, White House Chief?"

Xiang Yuan was utterly speechless at Bai Wuyan's actions. He took two steps forward and stood in front of her, looking down at her: "You are Ling Yue's master. She respects you and values ​​you. You... at the very least, you should carry her on your back!"

The first half of his sentence was forceful and resounding, but he himself could hardly bear to listen to the second half.

“Lingyue is on her way. I don’t want her to be sad, and I can tell you very clearly that you will not be able to get Xiang’s blood today.”

Xiang Yuan snorted coldly, adhering to the principle of offending to the fullest extent since he had already offended her, and continued, "If Senior Sister Bai Feng wants to borrow medicine to cultivate, Junior Brother Bai Hu is willing to help. But as for Lord Bai, forget it. Your willful and reckless behavior shows no regard for other people's feelings. I'm sorry, I'm not willing to play along. If you don't get it today, you won't get it in the future either."

Bai Wuyan's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she pointed her fingers like a sword, aiming straight for Yuan's brow.

A white light burst forth from between Xiang Yuan's brows, revealing a chaotic aura. He faced Bai Wuyan from afar, simultaneously triggering the results of their successful dual cultivation, which disturbed Bai Wuyan's primordial spirit, making her sword momentum unstable and unable to exert her full strength.

Upon seeing the light of chaos, Bai Wuyan's expression changed drastically, not because she was shocked by the terrifying power of the chaotic beam, but because she resisted it without hesitation.

"You truly care for Lingyue!"

"That's natural."

"Heh, what's this about the Yellow Springs Saintess?"

Bai Wuyan chuckled. As the eldest sister of the Bai generation, Bai Feng was very clear about the relationship between Bai Long, Bai Hu, and Bai Gui.

"..."

Xiang Yuan pretended not to hear, his aura merging with the heavens and earth. He would never let Xiao Lingyue be sad, no matter what he said today.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Bai Wuyan slowly withdrew her sword finger, her face still cold and indifferent. She waved her hand and sent Xiang Yuan out of the small cave. Before he left, she gave him a telepathic instruction.

"Come here tonight, I'll be waiting for you."

"..."

You're really planning to carry it on your back?

There were too many flaws. Standing on the white jade steps, Xiang Yuan's mind was buzzing, and for a moment he didn't know whether to step with his left or right foot first.

I took two steps with my hands and feet moving in unison, and almost tripped over myself.

How do I get there again?

As soon as he stepped down the stone steps, Xiao Lingyue rushed over aggressively, her eyes red-rimmed, filled with a mixture of anger and grievance.

Looking into the distance, he felt a pang of heartache and quickly pulled her into his arms, only to be rendered speechless by Xiao Lingyue's antics.

"So fast?"

Xiao Lingyue was greatly surprised. Counting the time that had passed, Xiang Yuan had even changed his clothes. A disrespectful thought arose in her mind.

Master and Zen'er are both insignificant weaklings.

"What do you mean 'so fast'? Is that something you can say?"

Xiang Yuan whispered in Xiao Lingyue's ear, "I know you've been wronged. I won't let some people get away with it. I drew my sword and was ready to settle things. That person had no choice but to throw me out."

Xiao Lingyue was overjoyed by his simple words. She glanced at the direction of the white jade steps, gritted her teeth and said, "Husband, I twisted my ankle when I came here because I was in too much of a hurry."

"How could you be so careless? Quickly take off your shoes, my husband. Ugh, let me see. I'll rub it and it won't hurt anymore."

"Let's talk about it when we get back."

"Yes, your husband will carry you back."

Xiang Yuan scooped Xiao Lingyue up in his arms and strode away with his men, leaving behind the lingering scent of their public display of affection—it was unclear who he was showing off to.

The two returned to the small courtyard house. Xiao Lingyue pushed and pulled Xiang Yuan several times until dawn the next day, when the sun was high in the sky, before she finally took out a token for entering and leaving the mountain gate.

You can't stay in Wushuang Palace anymore. Today she dared to steal someone, and I don't know what she'll dare to do tomorrow.

Get down the mountain quickly and don't come back.

That won't do. I'm coming to watch the fencing match on the fifteenth of next month!
Xiang Yuan weighed the token in his hand, unsure if he could leave Wushuang Palace. On a whim, he teleported through space and actually managed to get out.

"That woman actually let me leave..."

Suddenly, Xiang Yuan felt a slight liking for Bai Wuyan, thinking that she was quite reasonable.

On second thought, I felt like I was being manipulated. I couldn't just assume a bad woman was a good woman because she occasionally showed a good side.

Xiang Yuan held the token in his hand, shifted space again, returned to Wushuang Palace, and arrived at the platform of white jade steps.

The halo rotated, and the activated portal transported them to the Cold Pool Grotto.

The cold pool was still, and the frost was like mist. Bai Wuyan, dressed in a white palace dress, sat cross-legged with her eyes slightly closed, motionless, like an ice sculpture, seemingly unaware of Xiang Yuan's arrival.

"If Senior Sister Bai Feng is willing to reason with me, then I will reason with you."

Xiang Yuan took out the enlightenment futon and sat down. He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, and pulled the motionless Bai Wuyan into his arms.

Bai Wuyan's eyes snapped open, a cold glint flashing within them. Her expression grew even colder. She said she was late, and then...

I didn't bite down.

She pointed her fingers into a sword and stabbed it into Xiang Yuan's chest, tearing his clothes. She threw him into the water to rinse him clean before sitting in his lap and biting his neck hard.

Given Bai Wuyan's temperament, if she were to submit and yield, she would surely retaliate tenfold afterward, especially since Xiang Yuan was already late. This bite was incredibly powerful, the way she drank her fill of blood making her exceptionally ferocious.

Bai Wuyan held Xiang Yuan tightly, her ten fingers gripping his shoulders and back with equal force, her nails digging into his flesh. Although they didn't break through his defenses, they left behind red scratch marks.

Xiang Yuan gasped, her hands, which had been wrapped around her slender waist, slid down, enveloping her full breasts and moving them upwards.

……

Half a day later, Xiang Yuan was thrown out of Wushuang Palace.

Deep in the mountains and forests, the young man was pale-faced, barely clothed, and had a glaring red mark on his back. It was late at night, and this scene was enough to show that Wushuang Palace was indeed a prestigious and righteous sect.

Before throwing Xiang Yuan out, Bai Wuyan granted him a special privilege: he could enter the small cave directly from outside the mountain gate without needing a token or ignoring the mountain-protecting formation.

Behave yourself, come to my door, don't force me to come to you!

In this way, the two could meet secretly and avoid Xiao Lingyue.

Xiang Yuan swayed unsteadily, then straightened his back by leaning against a crooked tree. He activated the Formless Seal Technique, and his blood and energy immediately surged, causing the scratches on his back to disappear.

He put on his clothes, then touched his neck with lingering fear. Bai Wuyan was unusually fierce today, almost making him think she was going to eat him.

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Qingzhou, Bishui County.

They moved away into a distant space and arrived at a secluded courtyard.

The small courtyard that Master Ziping had taken over was used for long-term trade with Xiang Yuan. He hadn't been here for a long time, and today he came to collect the final payment and write a letter, which he asked a disciple of Jianxinzhai in Bishui County to take into the mountain gate and give to Ziping.

He wouldn't dare to actually join the Sword Heart Sect.

The letter wasn't sent to find Ziping, but rather to use her as a pretext to lure Shang Qingmeng out using a magical summoning mechanism.

I promised to spend romantic evenings with her, and a person shouldn't break their word.

"It's only two months late, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Thinking this, Xiang Yuan pushed open the door and went in. In the inner room, he saw a female Taoist sitting cross-legged on a couch.

His simple Taoist robe flowed naturally like water, his black hair was loosely tied up, with a few strands falling beside his ears. In the hazy light of the cold moonlight outside the window, his stern face looked somewhat eerie at first glance.

Master Zi Ping!

"???"

Ah Ping, I haven't written a letter yet, what are you doing here?
Wow, your divination skills have improved dramatically! You even predicted that you'd face another calamity tonight.

Divination was definitely out of the question. After a moment's thought, Xiang Yuan immediately understood the reason: Zi Ping had been targeted yet again. Despite being part of the prestigious Jianxinzhai, she had nowhere to stay and had been expelled from the mountain gate.

This is outrageous! The senior sister of Jianxinzhai is being completely unreasonable!

Ah Ping, let's not suffer this injustice. We might as well leave the rotten coward Jianxinzhai.

Elbow, come with me to the Yellow Springs Path. From now on, you'll be in charge of refining pills, and I'll use the money from selling them to support you!

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Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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