Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 533 I Like Big Things

Stepping out of the golden pagoda, the mortal Mo Yu stretched.

After three years of laziness, all the motivation I had painstakingly built up has been completely exhausted.

So he plans to find a powerful partner nearby and start a fully automatic AFK (away from keyboard) mode.

However, the moment he took a step, an aged voice, tinged with amusement, resounded deep within his mind:
“Fellow Daoist, the female cultivator from the Hidden Moon Sect who accompanied you earlier seems to have encountered a little trouble.”

As he spoke, he directly transmitted the images he had detected with his divine sense.

Inside the dimly lit stone hall, Gan Rushuang was locked in a fierce battle with a jet-black dragon, a scene of extreme danger.

Mo Yu, a mortal, raised an eyebrow.

Even with more disciples helping this time, it's important to remember that the fog of mystery has not yet lifted.

These Qi Refining disciples, aside from being able to deal some damage when Gan Rushuang used the Vermilion Bird Ring to control them when the Ink Dragon first appeared.

After the black dragon broke free of its restraints and its massive body disappeared into the thick fog, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.

The disciples' divine senses were unable to lock onto their targets, and their spells flew around haphazardly, achieving nothing and nearly injuring their own people several times, forcing Gan Rushuang to divert her attention to protecting them.

"A bunch of idiots, what are you all standing there for? Get out of here right now!"

Left with no other choice, Gan Rushuang could only let out a sharp cry and order all the disciples to leave the stone hall, leaving herself to deal with the situation alone.

Then, in a panic, Da Congming produced a small Five Elements Talisman, which inadvertently triggered the Small Five Elements Sumeru Restriction at the entrance of the hall. The blue stone passage closed, locking Gan Rushuang inside alone!

The disciples outside the hall cried out in alarm, while Gan Rushuang inside the hall was nearly driven to death by the incompetent fools under her command.

However, she ultimately lived up to her potential as a future Taiyi Immortal.

In dire straits, the Vermilion Bird Ring transformed into a sky full of fiery feathers, and various magical runes appeared one after another. It actually managed to wear down this second-level demon beast, which was comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage, to death by virtue of its cultivation level, which had regressed back to the Qi Refining stage.

At this point in the story, the mortal Mo Yu thought the dust had settled.

But what happened next took him by surprise.

While collecting spoils of war, the heavily injured Gan Rushuang cut open a red sphere the size of a fist from the belly of the black dragon.

Just as she was wondering why a demon core would condense inside this second-tier demon beast, the so-called "demon core," which was actually the scrotum of the black dragon, suddenly exploded!

A large cloud of pink smoke instantly enveloped her graceful figure.

I don't know whether to say that this calamity was destined for her, or that she was simply too careless at this point in her life.

Regardless, people can still be saved.

Putting aside the fact that the other party has extraordinary future achievements and is worth investing in, he cannot just stand by and watch them die because of the past friendship they had built as business partners.

In a flash, he took out a talisman from his storage bag, infused it with spiritual power, and the talisman instantly ignited, transforming into a dazzling golden light that enveloped his body.

The next moment, a flash of golden light appeared, and he disappeared from the spot.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Zhili, who was still secretly observing the area, suddenly narrowed his eyes: "What kind of escape technique is this?! Such speed! To be able to travel a hundred miles in an instant with only Qi Refining cultivation?!"

This extraordinary talisman technique made him even more convinced that the boy's origins were absolutely extraordinary; he must have been a great figure from the upper realm who had suffered a calamity and fallen into reincarnation.

Thinking of this, Xiang Zhili stroked his white beard, looked towards the stone hall, and revealed a smile that only men could understand: "Hehe, this favor came easily. It seems that this young man is also a man of feeling, not a heartless and desireless ascetic."

"Perhaps, I should take on more young, beautiful, and talented female disciples in the future."

A gentle breeze swept by, and his last breath vanished without a trace.

Inside the stone hall.

"Hmm~"

Gan Rushuang felt dizzy and her delicate body collapsed to the ground.

She shook her heavy head, her voice hoarse and tinged with self-mockery: "I never thought that the living black dragon couldn't do anything to me, but I would fall into the hands of this dead thing."

She was already severely injured and her spiritual power was depleted from forcibly killing the black dragon.

At this moment, the lustful poison attacked his heart, and the foundation of his cultivation, which had already been regressed due to the "Plain Maiden Reincarnation Technique," began to shake violently, almost collapsing.

Illusions abound, and inner demons begin to rise.

"No, I don't have the antidote!"

She knew this was a sign of demonic possession, and knew she had to find a way to break the seal and find a disciple to cure the poison.

Despite her deep resentment, she chose life over chastity without hesitation, as a pure cultivator carefully nurtured by the Hidden Moon Sect with the sole aim of pursuing the Great Dao.

Gan Rushuang mustered her last bit of clarity and used all her strength to slam the Vermilion Bird Ring against the bluestone wall.

The surface of the bluestone wall rippled with five-colored light, like waves on water, easily deflecting the Vermilion Bird Ring.

"Damn it! I can't concentrate my divine sense to break this technique!"

Her first attack failed, and she could no longer hold on. Gasping for breath, she collapsed to the ground.

Her white silk robe was already soaked with fragrant sweat, clinging tightly to her exquisite figure. The semi-transparent fabric vaguely outlined her undulating curves, exuding a decadent beauty in the hazy mist.

His mind was being slowly consumed by darkness and desire.

In a hazy vision, she seemed to see a golden light ignoring the restrictions, passing through the wall and coalescing into a familiar figure before her eyes.

"Is it, an illusion?"

Her remaining rationality told her that Mo Yu had already left long ago.

But when consumed by lust, reason becomes as thin as a cicada's wing; how can one restrain the body's most primal instincts?
"Hmm~"

An uncontrollable moan escaped her lips. Gan Rushuang didn't even see who it was before following her instincts and, like a female leopard that had found a spring of sweet water, pounced on them!
As soon as the mortal Mo Yu put away his escape technique, he felt a gust of intoxicating fragrance. The next moment, his back slammed heavily against the cold stone wall, where a hot and soft body pressed him against it.

"Wait! Don't move, I'll untie you—"

Before he could finish speaking, his hand, which was reaching for the storage bag, was grabbed by a pair of hot, soft hands.

Immediately afterwards, two exceptionally hot and soft lips pressed against her lips, irresistibly.

Mo Yu, a mortal, stared wide-eyed. He had actually been pinned against the wall! What puzzled him was, where did she get such strength?

Gan Rushuang, whose cultivation level fluctuated, inhaled a wisp of pure yang energy from his mouth, and her previously hazy, watery eyes suddenly flashed with a bright light.

She instinctively pried open the jade gate, clumsily and greedily taking it.

The mortal Mo Yu activated his Dharma body and pulled her off his body.

Even though Gan Rushuang unleashed the power of the Core Formation stage under the stimulation of the poison, he still managed to push her away inch by inch.

"Boom."

A strand of silver thread snapped.

Gan Rushuang struggled and tried to get closer, but Mo Yu turned his head away.

In an instant, her beautiful eyes were filled with a mixture of desire and grievance, as if she were weeping and complaining, as if she were both resentful and angry: "Why? Am I not beautiful enough?"

Mo Yu lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the stunning face in his arms and the ample bosom that was so close it was almost touching his chest, and his expression became slightly awkward.

"Not really."

"Yes, it's a bit too small."

There was no way around it; the legal education I received in my previous life was simply too successful.

Gan Rushuang has rejuvenated herself due to her cultivation technique, and now looks no more than fifteen or sixteen years old. This makes him feel an indescribable sense of guilt, and he really can't bring himself to do it!
This is also why he didn't have any feelings for Gan Rushuang before.

my country has a comprehensive set of laws protecting minors.
Although his XP system had a large library, it lacked a partition for "Loli".

Let's reject the idea of ​​youthful beauty, starting with ourselves!

Upon hearing this, Gan Rushuang rolled her eyes at him.

The next moment, she parted her red lips slightly and took two of Mo Yu's outstretched fingers into her mouth.

As she absorbed the yang energy, her somewhat immature body grew and became plump at a visible speed.

Her dress was stretched taut, making her curves even more exaggerated. In just a few breaths, she had transformed from a charming young girl into a stunningly beautiful woman of about eighteen or nineteen years old.

She slowly raised her head, loosened her fingers, and her luscious red lips glistened with moisture.

"Senior Brother Moyu."

Is it big enough now?

Gan Rushuang asked the boy in a hoarse yet sweet voice, her warm breath tickling his heart.

Mo Yu, a mortal, suddenly caught his breath and lost his grip on something.

Gan Rushuang, like a beautiful snake breaking free from its restraints, slid out of his control and grasped the source in her own hand.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled with wonder:

"Senior brother, you truly possess exceptional talent, one in a million."

The mortal Mo Yu took a deep breath, and for some reason, his Dharma body suddenly felt somewhat powerless.

He had completely reverted to a Qi Refining cultivator, and was utterly powerless to resist Gan Rushuang's occasional bursts of Core Formation cultivation.

With a gentle flick of her jade-like hand, a belt fell to the side.

She pressed down on the struggling young monk beneath her, leaned close to his ear, and breathed warmly on his neck, her intoxicating fragrance mingling with his own.

"Little Moyu. Would you like to see what your older sister looks like when she's even bigger?"

He possesses a unique dual-attribute spiritual root of wood and fire, and his abundant yang energy is enough to accumulate into malevolent energy that could harm him.

How could we tolerate such provocation?
Inside the stone hall, light and shadow flickered.

Less than half an hour later.

From within the mist came Gan Rushuang's clear, cool voice, tinged with a hint of languid allure.

"So it wasn't an illusion after all, it really is you, kid." Gan Rushuang's smooth, creamy skin pressed against his chest, as if he were hugging a giant heater, maximizing the contact surface for absorbing yang energy.

The mortal Mo Yu narrowed his eyes and sneered, "What, regretting it now? It's too late to regret it now."

"I do regret it a little."

Gan Rushuang gently traced circles on his muscular chest with her fingertips, "I thought little brother Mo Yu was so amazing."

"In the end, it's just like those fancy pillows in the sect, good-looking but useless."

Even if you know the other party is using reverse psychology.

But which man could tolerate this?

Mo Yu's face darkened, and he suddenly flipped over, pinning her hands behind her back and switching positions.

With a thought, he directly connected to the energy channel that had not been used for a long time using the Tongtian Talisman, and drew a wisp of pure Yang Qi from the heroes!
"Hiss—wait, wait! Why are you so hot!"

Gan Rushuang's beautiful eyes widened instantly.

Although Xiao Moyuyang had plenty of spiritual energy just now, he was still only at the Qi Refining level.

With her Core Formation stage foundation, she could easily absorb and refine it.

But now, a magnificent and ancient true meaning of the sun erupted within his body, causing his yang energy level to instantly rise several levels, transforming him into Da Moyu!
At this moment, Gan Rushuang felt as if a small sun had been forcibly poured into her dantian, and the scorching energy was almost bursting her meridians. She felt a slight swelling and could no longer bear it.

However, Da Moyu completely disregarded her ability to withstand the pressure, and even without her actively circulating her cultivation techniques, he used the "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" to actively pour all his cultivation power into her body!
In an instant, the weakened state that Gan Rushuang had fallen into due to the "Su Nu Reincarnation Technique" was completely filled!
"That's enough! That's enough!"

Gan Rushuang struggled violently, but her slender arms only tightened their embrace around him.

"Then let go of me."

Mo Yu, a mortal, was speechless and even felt a bit of pain from being strangled.

(End of this chapter)