One person established a clan

Chapter 194 The Innocent Goddess's Heart is Completely Captivated
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Su Cheng's expression grew increasingly solemn. He did not rashly accept the soul imprint, but instead stared at Fu Luo in front of the ancient altar.

Her figure slowly floated into the air, and wisps of black lines seeped from the surrounding ruins, converging on her like rivers flowing into the sea.

"This is... Netherwater?"

The jet-black stream, like silk threads, wrapped around Flora layer by layer, gradually weaving her into a dark cocoon.

Om-!
A profound wave suddenly emanated from within the black cocoon, instantly sweeping across the entire ruins of the ancient palace.

Su Cheng's eyes sharpened: "Xiao Fu's aura is rapidly increasing."

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he lowered his gaze and stared at the black mist of the soul imprint in front of him.

"Why not give it a try?"

Shi Xuan suddenly spoke up: "This kind of inheritance is extraordinary, and it may require someone to help from the side."

Su Cheng seemed to be deep in thought, and raised his hand to reach into the black mist.

[Soul Imprint Successfully Formed]

His mind jolted, and a mysterious black light suddenly appeared at the Destiny Star in his sea of ​​consciousness, silently swirling and intertwining around him.

At the same time, the black cocoon in front of the ancient altar also moved, trembling rhythmically like a heart.

Suddenly, a wisp of black flame quietly ignited from the bottom of the cocoon, burning the black cocoon woven from the Netherwater to ashes.

Despite its flame-like shape, it caused the temperature of the ruins to plummet, as if one were in a frigid hell.
Click!
Su Cheng's expression darkened, and he glanced around.

Amidst the ruins, the mysterious energy of the underworld grew increasingly dense, condensing into jet-black crystals that resembled blooming black flowers of the underworld.

Do not touch it casually.

Shi Xuan warned, "This kind of aura is extremely cold and yin; any living being that touches it will likely have its life force forcibly drained."

Su Cheng gazed intently at the ancient altar, and as the black cocoon shattered, Flora's figure gradually appeared.

"This is."

It wasn't an illusion; she had indeed grown a bit.

Su Chengzheng was secretly surprised when he suddenly saw the remaining black flames climbing up Flora's robes.

This extraordinary magical robe was burned to ashes, turning into nothingness.

As her robes melted away, her long, beautiful legs were gradually revealed, appearing even more lustrous and snow-white under the black flames, with incredibly full and graceful curves.

As the fire spread to her waist, her upper body clothing was also reduced to ashes, revealing a seductive and alluring body in the black flames.

As her arms lifted slightly, two full mounds could be seen rising and falling with the movement from behind, impossible to conceal.
"call--"

Flora exhaled a soft breath, and the black flames that had been burning the edge of her veil gradually subsided.

She landed gracefully, her black hair cascading down to her waist and hips, the dark water beneath her feet rippling like the tide.

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In the silence, Flora turned around quietly.

Su Cheng couldn't help but hold his breath.

The body before them seemed to have been sculpted by a master craftsman, with bewitching black flames swirling around it relentlessly. Though it exuded a chilling aura, it could not conceal its breathtaking allure.

despair--

Flora moved gracefully, stepping on the dark waters.

Beneath the tattered veil, half of her cool and aloof face was faintly visible, her dark eyes unfathomable, devoid of sorrow or joy.

With a crisp crystallization sound, the black flames condensed into sharp black crystals at her ankles, wrapping and clinging like thorns, digging deep into the soft flesh of her beautiful legs.

The black crystals climbed to the waist and hips and suddenly bloomed, transforming into a black veil that flowed down gracefully, like a languid and alluring gauze dress.
Flora paused, and a light gauze naturally formed around her arms. Her two round, firm breasts were wrapped and bound by black crystals, yet they overflowed from the gaps.

She gracefully crossed her hands, which were wrapped in silk, in front of her abdomen, looking as noble and aloof as a goddess from the underworld. She tilted her head slightly and calmly gazed at Su Cheng.

"You are now my husband."

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Su Cheng carefully examined Flora in front of him.

She is now not only more mature and tall, but her demeanor and temperament are also completely different.

A quick glance at the system's light screen revealed the information clearly—

[Daoist Companion: Flora (Lord of the Underworld)] [Physical Condition: Nearing its Limit] [Soul Condition: Nearing its Limit] [Emotional Status: Admiration, Confusion]

As information flowed through the channels, Su Cheng quickly understood the reason behind it.

The memories and power contained in this inheritance were too immense for her to bear, which caused her mind to become disordered.

"Why don't you speak?" Flora's lips parted slightly, her words as cold as ice.

"Never mind." She frowned slightly and raised her slender hand gently. "Come with me."

Su Cheng's eyes flickered slightly as he tentatively grasped her soft hand.

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The moment their fingers intertwined, a ripple appeared in the calm depths of Flora's eyes.

She took Su Cheng's hand and turned to walk slowly toward the ancient altar.

The surging dark waters around them seemed to deliberately retreat, not touching even a speck of their clothes.

Su Cheng pondered to himself, wondering whether it was the protection of the Netherworld Three Lives Stone in his arms, or Fu Luo's deliberate act.
Click!
Black crystals grow densely within the ancient altar, intertwining to form a bizarre throne.

The black light on the chair back shimmered like eyes, seemingly able to pierce through the soul.

"Xiao Fu, what are you doing now?"

"Silence."

Su Cheng was about to speak tentatively when Flor interrupted him, saying, "Follow me."

She clenched her fists and slowly ascended the long steps of the ancient altar. Black flames condensed beneath her feet into slender high heels, which made a crisp sound as she stepped on the stone steps.

Her body, smooth and creamy, swayed gently with each step, exuding a captivating, cold allure amidst the chill.

As the two stood before the throne, Flora gracefully sat down like an empress, her beautiful black legs crossed and raised, looking up at the throne.

"My husband, help me refine the inheritance within my body."

Do you still remember me?

“Su Cheng.” Fu Luo frowned and murmured, “You are my important Daoist partner and husband, how could I forget you?”

Su Cheng breathed a slight sigh of relief. Although his temperament and personality had temporarily changed drastically, at least he still remembered clearly.

How can I help you?

"My body and soul are too fragile and need to be repaired as soon as possible."

Fuluo gently stroked her fair, soft belly with her jade-like fingers. "The stagnant Netherworld Qi has nowhere to go, only my husband can help me."

So you want to...

"Double cultivation."

Flora uttered those two words with a cool and aloof expression.

Su Cheng's expression was subtle, and he also heard Shi Xuan's barely suppressed muttering in his mind: "This woman."

"Is that inappropriate?"

Flo frowned slightly: "This is the best method."

Su Cheng calmed himself down slightly: "How do we cultivate together?"

Flo was taken aback by the question: "How?"

A wave of emotion welled up in her eyes. She knew only the words "dual cultivation" but didn't know how to do it.

The reason she said this was because the man before her was her husband…

"Me?"

Before she could finish speaking, her delicate chin was gently lifted.

Flo was forced to look up in surprise, and before she could react, her lips were sealed.

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Their breaths mingled as they silently gazed into each other's eyes, their heartbeats clearly audible.

As their lips parted, Flora's face remained aloof, but a misty haze rose in her eyes, a hint of shyness mixed with confusion.

"Husband?"

"Since you don't know what to do, then don't think about anything else and just focus on circulating your energy to refine it."

Su Cheng bent down and gently stroked her shapely legs, saying in a low voice, "I will teach you about dual cultivation little by little."

Flo felt a sudden tingling sensation in her body, her lips parted slightly as if to speak, but she was kissed again by her lowered head.

"woo"

As she softly hummed a seductive hum, her eyes softened, and her slender arms unconsciously wrapped around the back of Su Cheng's neck.

A graceful and alluring body leaned against the throne, her plump and seductive legs, entwined with black crystal, were hooked and lifted up, and a touch of spring quietly spread through the dim ruins.
(End of this chapter)