Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Whenever she faced Lu Jiuchuan's oppression during the day and felt the increasingly obvious isolation in the mountain city, the urgent feeling of "must become stronger" would overwhelm all reason.

"Just hold on a little longer... Once I break through to the ninth level... I'll be qualified to contend with him..."

Lu Nanxi told herself this.

However, Lu Jiuchuan did not give her time.

Early that morning, Lu Nanxi had just finished her night of cultivation and hadn't even changed out of her sweat-soaked nightgown when her door was violently pushed open.

Lu Chongshan barged in with four bodyguards.

"Second Miss, the eldest young master requests your presence." Lu Yan said expressionlessly, his gaze sweeping over her sweat-soaked nightgown clinging to her body, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Wu Tian looked up at the group of people who had barged in.

Lu Chongshan's gaze was filled with naked contempt and possessiveness.

Lu Nanxi's anger and humiliation had reached their peak at this moment.

She was only wearing a thin white nightgown, which revealed the curves of her body: her high breasts, slender waist, and rounded hips were faintly visible under the thin fabric.

"presumptuous!"

Lu Nanxi shouted sharply and pulled the silk quilt over her head to cover herself.

Lu Jiuchuan's methods are becoming increasingly despicable and shameless; he actually used such methods to blatantly humiliate her.

"Commander Lu, who gave you the audacity to barge into my boudoir? Are you looking for death?"

“The situation is urgent, please forgive me, Second Miss.” Lu Chongshan remained unmoved. “The Eldest Young Master is already waiting in the council hall. Please go there immediately, Second Miss.”

Lu Nanxi's heart sank as she sensed danger approaching.

She quickly changed her clothes and followed Lu Chongshan to the council hall.

The hall was already full of people. Lu Jiuchuan sat in the main seat, flanked by all the cultivators of the Mountain City above the level of manager.

Lu Hongshang knelt in the center of the hall, her body covered in wounds, with a clear handprint on her face.

"Second sister is here." Lu Jiuchuan's voice was gentle, but his eyes were devoid of warmth. "Sit down."

Lu Nanxi walked to Lu Hongshang's side, but did not sit down. Suppressing her anger, she asked, "Brother, what does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" Lu Jiuchuan chuckled and picked up a jade slip from the table. "Last night, the patrol team discovered a hidden camp thirty miles east of the mountain city."

"There are traces of recent activities by the Toad-Swallowing Palace at the base, and this too..."

He tossed the jade slip to Lu Nanxi.

Lu Nanxi took it, probed it with her mind, and her expression immediately changed.

The jade slip contains the methods and cultivation insights of the first eight levels of the "True Explanation of the Heavenly Blazing Fire," and the aura imprinted on it is hers.

But this jade slip was lent to Lu Hongshang by her own hand, for her to refer to in her cultivation, as compensation for the grievances she had suffered during this period.

"This jade slip was found in the Toad Palace's residence."

Lu Jiuchuan slowly said, "The Swallowing Toad Palace and my Lu family have been enemies for more than two hundred years. The two sides are already like fire and water. If the Swallowing Toad Palace obtains the True Explanation of the Heavenly Blazing Fire of my Lu family, I don't know how many family cultivators will suffer."

“I sent people to investigate secretly, and they found out about your personal bodyguard, Lu Hongshang. She said she was acting on your orders.”

He paused, his voice turning cold: "Second Sister, what do you have to say?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Lu Hongshang suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with hatred. "This jade slip is clearly a frame-up! Miss never asked us to do such a thing."

"Shut up!" Lu Chong kicked Lu Hong in the back, and she groaned and fell to the ground.

"You're still so stubborn now, I think you're tired of living."

Lu Nanxi clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms, drawing blood.

This is a blatant frame-up.

The goal was simple: to completely eliminate her last confidant and pin the blame on her.

The methods were simple and brutal, but they were very effective for Lu Jiuchuan, who held great power, and were able to corner Lu Nanxi.

"What does Big Brother want?" Her voice was eerily calm.

Lu Jiuchuan looked at her, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes. This second sister was more resilient than he had imagined.

“According to clan rules, revealing one’s cultivation technique should result in the loss of one’s cultivation level and expulsion from the clan,” he said slowly. “However, you are, after all, my sister, and I cannot be too heartless.”

"How about this, Lu Hongshang will have her cultivation abolished and become a breeding slave."

"As for you, Second Sister..."

He stood up, walked up to Lu Nanxi, and reached out to touch her face.

Lu Nanxi turned her head away.

Lu Jiuchuan wasn't annoyed. He withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Second sister, you should stay at your residence for now and reflect on your mistakes. Without my permission, you are not allowed to leave the courtyard."

"The rest await the clan's decision."

House arrest.

A blatant form of house arrest.

The hall was completely silent; everyone had their heads down.

Lu Nanxi stood there, feeling her blood gradually cooling down.

She looked at Lu Hongshang kneeling on the ground, at the despair and fear in her eyes; at the cultivators in the hall who had once been respectful to her but now chose to remain silent.
Finally, he looked into Lu Jiuchuan's eyes, which were full of mockery and a desire for control.

"Big brother...that's quite the tactic." She suddenly laughed. "Lu Hongshang is one of yours too, isn't she?"

Lu Jiuchuan raised an eyebrow: "Second Sister, what do you mean by this?"

"Are you still going to pretend? Do you really think I'm stupid?" If Lu Nanxi still couldn't see that Lu Hongshang and Lu Jiuchuan were putting on a show and cooperating with each other, then she would truly be a fool.

Lu Qingshuang betrayed her outright, and Lu Hongshang became her only trusted confidante and manpower.

At that time, Lu Hongshang took the initiative to obtain the jade slip containing the cultivation technique.

This series of calculated moves gradually drove her to the brink of despair during this period.

My older brother is quite good at being a bully at home, though.

Lu Jiuchuan let out a cryptic laugh: "Since Second Sister says so, then I'll give her a chance."

"Red Robe, if you're willing to stay by my side as my slave, I'll spare you this time, how about it?"

"This servant is willing to be a slave to the daughter of the Grand Duchess."

Lu Hongshang's body trembled slightly, her charming face pressed to the ground, not daring to look at Lu Nanxi at all.

"Hahahahaha!"

Lu Jiuchuan let out a loud, unrestrained laugh. "Then crawl over here. If you're going to be a slave, you should act like one." "Enough!" Flames began to burn in Lu Nanxi's eyes as she placed her hand on the iron whip at her waist. "Lu Jiuchuan, don't push your luck."

Lu Jiuchuan's laughter gradually subsided, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at his younger sister for a long time before letting out a cold laugh: "Someone, escort the second young lady back to her room."

Four guards stepped forward and surrounded Lu Nanxi.

Lu Nanxi did not resist and let them escort her back to her residence.

The jade tower's doors slammed shut behind her, and countless dense incantations wrapped around the entire tower like chains, completely sealing off her residence.

"Wang Wang~"

Wu Tian appeared beside her at some point, rubbed against her leg, and barked as if to comfort her.

Lu Nanxi gently lifted him from the ground, "Little rascal, you're all I have now..."

……

After being placed under house arrest, Lu Nanxi sat blankly in her boudoir, unable to sleep all night.

She wore only a thin, plain white nightgown; the silk fabric clung smoothly to her shapely body, outlining breathtaking curves.

Moonlight seeped in through the window lattice, illuminating her alabaster-white cheeks and bare neck, giving them a cool, fragile porcelain-like sheen. Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like an ink waterfall, with a few strands clinging to the corners of her slightly damp eyes.

She neither cultivated herself nor dealt with her affairs. Instead, she sat on the bed with her knees drawn up to her chest, lost in thought.

This posture made her appear even more frail, her chin resting on her knees, her curled-up figure elongated by the moonlight and cast on the cold floor, like a beautiful but about-to-shatter jade sculpture.

From dusk till dawn, the crimson sunset streamed outside the window, and one could vaguely see guards patrolling downstairs to prevent outsiders from getting close.

At dusk, Lu Jiuchuan arrived.

He didn't bring any attendants. He pushed open the main gate of the Jade Pavilion alone, went up to the third floor, to Lu Nanxi's boudoir, and then pushed open the door and went inside.

Lu Nanxi sat by the window without turning around.

The dim light cast a soft golden glow on her profile, her long eyelashes drooping and casting a faint shadow under her eyes, her tightly pursed lips pale, yet still possessing a naturally full shape.

The neckline of her nightgown was slightly open due to her sitting posture, revealing a section of her delicate, jade-like collarbone and the faintly visible white skin below. Those fragile yet alluring lines silently proclaimed their stunning beauty in the twilight.

"Is Second Sister settling in well?" Lu Jiuchuan walked up behind her and reached out to put his hand on her shoulder.

Lu Nanxi dodged to the side, the movement causing her clothes to flutter, the fabric sliding over the high curves of her chest, creating subtle ripples.

She said coldly, "What is it, brother?"

His voice was dry, yet it carried a barely perceptible hoarseness due to his weakness, which was heart-wrenching.

Lu Jiuchuan withdrew his hand, not embarrassed at all, and sat down opposite her. His gaze lingered on her waist and hips, which appeared even more taut as she turned to the side: "I came to see you, and by the way... to inform you of the clan's decision."

"Given the mistakes you have made, the clan elders have decided to revoke all your authority and move up your wedding date so that you can marry and have children in peace."

"The wedding date has been set, in three months."

He paused, then smiled and said, "Second sister, you should prepare well for these three months! I will have your wedding dress and jewelry delivered."

Lu Nanxi clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms. Her knuckles, white from the force, contrasted sharply with the delicate, snow-white skin on her wrists.

Lu Jiuchuan didn't mind and continued, "By the way, Lu Hongshang and Lu Qingshuang are now my female slaves, but don't worry, I've already given instructions that they will also be your dowry maids in the future."

This blatant humiliation sent a shiver down Lu Nanxi's spine. She suddenly looked up, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. Her pale cheeks flushed with excitement, and a layer of crimson flames enveloped her body.

"Lu Jiuchuan, are you really going to fight me to the death?"

The collar of her nightgown rose and fell violently with her rapid breathing, and beneath the soft fabric, her full curves trembled like a startled pigeon.

"A fight to the death?" Lu Jiuchuan laughed, a cruel yet gleeful laugh, his gaze greedily devouring her face and figure, made even more vibrant by anger. "Second sister, face reality!"

"No matter how much you struggle, you won't be able to hurt a single hair on my head."

"The fish will die, but the net will not break."

"not to mention……"

He stood up, leaned closer to Lu Nanxi, his shadow completely enveloping her, and said in a low, burning voice, "If you wanted to die, you would have died long ago. Why are you still pretending to be a chaste and virtuous woman?"

"So, behave yourself and marry me in three months, or else..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the threat was palpable.

His gaze swept over her trembling eyelashes, her tightly clenched lower lip, and the delicate body beneath her clothes that trembled slightly with fear and anger one last time, with a mocking and smug feeling of admiring his own masterpiece.

After Lu Jiuchuan left, Lu Nanxi sat by the window for the entire night.

The moonlight shone on her, casting a long shadow.

She wore a simple white nightgown, her long hair was loose, her face was as pale as paper, but her eyes burned with flames. Those flames danced in the depths of her eyes, reflecting the cold moonlight outside the window, making her exude a kind of desperate, all-consuming beauty.

As the first rays of dawn shone through the window, Lu Nanxi finally moved.

She walked to the edge of the couch and took Wu Tian, ​​who was curled up on the soft cushion, into her arms.

Her voice was low and hoarse, yet each word was clear, as if she had used up all her courage: "Little one... if I were to say now that I am willing to truly cultivate with you... would you... be willing to help me?"

Wu Tian raised his head, his dark eyes quietly looking at Lu Nanxi.

After a night of struggle, the fabric of her snow-white nightgown was somewhat disheveled, the neckline slightly open, and the morning light filtering through, vaguely outlining the full, perky curves below and her slender waist.

Her face was haggard, but the light in her phoenix eyes was more resolute and bright than ever before.

Wu Tian stared at the woman with a mixture of excitement and greed. Her body curves undulated dramatically beneath her soft nightgown. Her high breasts rose and fell slightly with tension, her waist was so slender it seemed as if it would break at any moment, and her round, full hips were stretched taut by the fabric as she sat down, extending the outline of her long, straight legs.

"Wow~"

A moment later, he stuck out his tongue and gently licked her cheek.

Lu Nanxi closed her eyes, a tear sliding down her fair and delicate cheek, gathering at her chin and dripping down, disappearing into her clothes and leaving a dark wet stain.

Her tightly closed eyes, wet eyelashes, and tearful lips conveyed an image of extreme fragility and breathtaking beauty, like the last swaying crabapple tree in the wind and rain.

Without uttering a word, she slowly removed her clothes, revealing a flawless, fair body.

"Alright... let's begin from today..."

She slowly lay down on the bed, her jet-black hair disheveled, a striking contrast of black and white, making her beautiful and captivating.

Wu Tian watched as her body tensed up with tension, her slender waist and the full curves of her breasts rising and falling gently with her breath, creating a breathtaking contrast.

At this moment, her beautiful face exuded a kind of martyrdom-like holiness and allure.

Wu Tian felt a strange sense of calm. He had simply gone with the flow and had not forced or framed her. He had just given the woman another option.

"Wow~"

Huo Dou's bloodline began to boil, and his beastly nature began to awaken. (End of Chapter)