Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

The Swamp of Ten Thousand Poisons is a thousand miles away from Lu Family Mountain City, but with Wu Tian's current cultivation level of the seventh level of the Heavenly Body, plus the blessing of the Sun and Moon Heavenly Wheel Divine Power Seed, his escape speed far exceeds that of ordinary cultivation cultivators.

Three hours later, the outline of Lu Family Mountain City appeared on the horizon.

Compared to just over ten days ago, the city standing on the Flaming Mountain has been largely restored. Most of the collapsed buildings have been rebuilt, the scorched earth has been covered with new soil, and exotic flowers, rare herbs, and ancient trees have been replanted.

However, a faint smell of burning and a faint stench of blood still lingered in the air; the traces of that day's battle were unlikely to completely dissipate in a short time.

Wu Tian stopped in a mountain valley a few miles away from the mountain city.

He looked down at his naked body, his red hair flowing down his shoulders, his skin as smooth as jade, and only a rough crocodile skin armor around his waist. This appearance was clearly unsuitable for entering the city directly.

With a slight thought, the True Blood of the Heavenly Fiery Flame within his body slowly circulated, flowing along the meridians to the surface of his body.

The next moment, a blazing banner appeared behind him, its flames hanging down and completely enveloping his body in the firelight, emanating the pure aura of the Heavenly Blaze.

That's about right.

Wu Tian was extremely familiar with Lu Family Mountain City. The entire formation set up in Lu Family Mountain City was designed to be directed outwards, not inwards. Any cultivator with the true blood of the Lu family could freely enter and exit.

He did not conceal his aura; the pressure of a cultivator at the Refinement Realm naturally emanated from him. A faint crimson glow swirled around him, and with each step he took, shallow scorch marks were left on the ground beneath his feet. This was due to the excessive purity of the True Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire, causing its aura to overflow.

Anyone who saw this posture would think that he was a direct descendant of the Lu family with pure blood.

The mountain town is much more heavily guarded than before.

Eighteen armored soldiers stood solemnly at the city gate, all of them at the Casting Cauldron Realm, holding spears inscribed with incantations, their eyes sharp as eagles.

As Wu Tian approached, all eighteen armored soldiers cast scrutinizing glances at him.

But after sensing the pure and vast aura of the Heavenly Blazing Fire around him, everyone's expression changed, and they quickly lowered their heads.

Within aristocratic families, the hierarchy is strict, and the power wielded by direct descendants far exceeds what ordinary people can imagine, while collateral descendants with thin bloodlines are practically treated like servants.

The protective array at the city gate rippled slightly as Wu Tian approached, but it quietly dissipated after sensing the pure Dutian Blazing Fire True Blood within him. This array only blocked outsiders, not the Lu family bloodline.

"Greetings, young master. May I ask if you have any written message on this trip?" a soldier said respectfully.

In the Lu family, bloodline is identity. Such pure Dutian Blazing Fire True Blood must belong to a reclusive direct descendant of the family.

Such figures are not people that these collateral branch soldiers can afford to offend.

Wu Tian remained calm and did not answer, only glancing at the armored soldier.

That calm, indifferent glance sent a shiver down the soldier's spine, as if he were being stared at by a ferocious beast, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Your subordinate was rude!" The armored soldier quickly bowed, not daring to ask any more questions, and made way for him. "Please come in, young master!"

Wu Tian nodded slightly and stepped into the city gate.

Upon entering the mountain city, Wu Tian did not rush to the Jade Pavilion where Lu Nanxi was located, but instead strolled slowly through the city.

He wanted to observe the changes in the mountain city over the past ten days or so.

His extraordinary ability to see far was quietly activated.

Deep within Wu Tian's pupils, countless intricate runes slowly rotated like a compass, instantly piercing through layers of buildings and magic arrays, taking in most of the mountain city.

There weren't many pedestrians on the street, and most were walking quickly. Many buildings were still under repair, and craftsmen were busy carrying building materials, with the sound of hammering never ceasing.

He saw the steward directing the repairs, the armored soldiers training in the drill ground, and the accountant counting supplies in front of the warehouse...

Finally, his gaze settled on the palace that had been repaired and rebuilt on the fire-worshiping platform deep in the mountain city. There, a pillar of light shot straight into the sky, its radiant glow seemingly capable of suppressing all directions and burning the heavens.

It was obvious that this was the place where the Jade Sun Ancestor lived.

The Primordial Spirit True Person possesses supernatural powers that resonate with heaven and earth, and is imbued with the principles of law. During cultivation, extraordinary phenomena naturally occur.

"That old bastard still isn't leaving."

Wu Tian withdrew his gaze and, without further delay, headed towards the Jade Pavilion where Lu Nanxi resided.

But as soon as Wu Tian arrived near the Jade Pavilion where Lu Nanxi lived, he noticed something was amiss.

A tight security cordon was set up within a hundred meters of the Jade Pavilion.

Four teams of armored soldiers patrolled in a crisscross pattern, each team consisting of eight men, all of whom were at the Casting Cauldron Realm cultivation level and armed with weapons, not allowing anyone to approach.

Wu Tian stopped at the street corner, his brows furrowed slightly. His current identity couldn't withstand close scrutiny; if he walked in openly, it would inevitably attract attention.

The Jade Yang Ancestor is still in the mountain city, so it is not appropriate for him to be so ostentatious.

"We have to find another way."

Wu Tian silently turned into a street corner. After confirming that no one was around, he made a slight thought, and the True Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire within his body suddenly subsided and was hidden deep in his sea of ​​consciousness. In its place, a fierce, scorching bloodline power carrying the aura of calamity swept through his entire body.

"Kakaka..."

The sounds of bones contracting and body changing shape rang out in rapid succession.

In just a few breaths, the tall, handsome, red-haired boy disappeared, replaced by a red dog with shoulders reaching his knees, reddish-yellow fur, and a short, thick tail.

Wu Tian activated his Thousand-Mile Vision talent, tightly sealing off his aura so that not a trace would leak out, and then shrunk his body to about a foot in size.

He breathed a slight sigh of relief after confirming that he had not alerted Ancestor Yuyang.

"The ability to see far is really useful."

He wasn't in a hurry, carefully observing the environment around the Jade Pavilion and the pattern of patrolling and changing rooms.

Wait until night falls.

Lights began to appear in the mountain town, but the security around Yulou did not loosen in the slightest; on the contrary, it became even tighter.

Wu Tianyin, hidden deep in the shadows of the corner, raised his head, and the incantations in his eyes flowed almost imperceptibly.

The entire Jade Pavilion was laid out before them.

The three-story jade tower was lit by dim yellow lights, which outlined a slender profile on the window screen, like a woman gazing out from the railing.

Wu Tian's gaze lingered on the shadow for a moment, then quickly swept across the window, not missing a single trace of the magic array's fluctuations. At the same time, his ears twitched slightly, catching every subtle sound carried by the wind.

As midnight approached, the night grew deep and quiet. Most people in the mountain city were asleep, and even the patrolling soldiers showed signs of relaxation. Wu Tian silently approached the Jade Tower, his aura completely concealed. With the added effect of the Moon Wheel, he became like a wisp of smoke, disappearing into the shadows of the night.

He moved along the shadows of the street, avoiding the sight of the patrolling soldiers.

Soon, they arrived at the outer perimeter of the Jade Pavilion.

Wu Tian did not force his way in. He lay prone in the shadows, incantations flowing deep within his pupils, his clairvoyance fully activated, carefully observing the surrounding movements.

After the original magic array of Yulou was destroyed, it has not been repaired. In addition, with Lu Nanxi's current Dao Embryo cultivation, even if she is forced by Ancestor Yuyang, no one dares to put her under house arrest anymore. She has even regained control of the mountain city.

A night breeze was blowing, and dark clouds obscured the moon.

He seized the opportunity, held his breath, slightly bent his limbs, and then suddenly darted out, his body seemingly blending into the wind, silently passing through the blind spot of the patrolling soldiers.

Having successfully passed through the patrolling armored soldiers' defenses, Wu Tian felt a little more at ease and quietly climbed upwards along the outer wall of the Jade Tower.

With its four claws like hooks, it easily climbed to the closed window on the third floor.

The window was bolted from the inside.

But this was no problem for Wu Tian. He stretched out his claws, gently inserted them into the window crack, and pried it open slightly.

"Click."

With a soft click, the window bolt was pried open.

Wu Tian used his head to push open the window and jumped in.

The room was pitch black, with only a faint moonlight filtering in through the window.

He looked up and saw a woman standing in front of him.

She was only wearing a moon-white nightgown, the fabric as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent in the hazy moonlight, clearly revealing the outline of her undergarment and her breathtaking body curves.

The woman's nightgown revealed a section of her straight, slender legs with skin as smooth as jade. Her bare feet were on the cold floor, and the arches of her feet were beautifully curved.

Her long, jet-black hair was not tied up, but casually draped over her shoulders and back, with slightly curled ends that reached below her waist and hips. A few strands of hair were stirred by the night breeze seeping in from the window and clung to her snow-white neck.

Her face was hidden in the shadows, making it impossible to discern her expression, but her eyes, burning with fire in the darkness, were sharp as knives, fixed intently on the intruder.

Lu Nanxi was a Dao Embryo cultivator, and even the slightest movement could not escape her perception. Wu Tian had already alerted her when he climbed up the Jade Tower.

However, when she saw the familiar figure clearly, the sharp light in her eyes was instantly replaced by a more intense emotion.

She took a step forward, her figure like a phantom stretched by the moonlight, and in an instant she was in front of Wu Tian.

Instead of bending over, she knelt down on one knee, the knee making a slight thud as it hit the floor. With an almost ferocious force, she pulled the still somewhat dazed Akainu tightly into her arms.

Her hug was extremely tight, her arms encircling his back and abdomen, her fingertips digging deep into the fur on the back of his neck and back. The force was so great that Wu Tian could clearly feel the tension in her forearm muscles and the slight trembling.

Her chest heaved violently, and through the thin silk and bodice, Wu Tian could feel the full, soft pressure and the pounding of his heart beneath.

She buried her face in the warm, fluffy hair on the side of his neck, took a deep breath, and let her hot breath wash over his skin. After a long while, she murmured, "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

She held Wu Tian tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to meld him into her body, feeling a sense of excitement and joy at a reunion after a disaster, of something lost and found again.

Wu Tian didn't struggle; he simply nestled quietly in her arms, gently nuzzling her body with his head, inhaling her familiar scent, and feeling a long-lost sense of peace.

After a long while, Lu Nanxi's emotions gradually calmed down.

She picked up Wu Tian and strode towards the bed in the inner room. As she approached, the brocade quilt moved on its own without any wind, lifting to one side.

She placed Wu Tian on the bed, then leaned over him, supporting herself on either side of his body with her hands. The neckline of her moon-white nightgown opened even wider due to the movement.

Wu Tian met her gaze. He had a thousand words he wanted to say, but at this moment, he was completely consumed by the burning passion in the woman's eyes and lost all reason.

"Let's now cultivate the Twin Wheels of Cursed Fire Ascension Technique..."

The pure and powerful Dutian Blazing Fire magic within Lu Nanxi surged forth, like a scorching wave, engulfing Wu Tian.

Wu Tian let out a low growl, opened his mouth to lick and gently bite.

As the two bloodlines merged and collided, the lava-like patterns beneath Wu Tian's crimson fur lit up one after another, radiating scorching heat and making his small body appear like a burning ember in the dark night.

Lu Nanxi was surrounded by layers of shimmering, ever-changing light, and her breathtakingly sculpted features were clearly visible in the halo.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly, and the air distorted and rippled slightly due to the intense heat. The surrounding fire essence was drawn together and surged into a cloud that engulfed the bed.

Their breathing, heartbeats, and even the rhythm of their magical energy began to synchronize and resonate in a mysterious way.

With each breath, the scorching magical power and the ferocious demonic power circulated and interacted at extremely close range, scouring, nourishing, and merging with each other.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Lu Nanxi's smooth forehead and the tip of her pert nose, sliding down her exquisitely beautiful cheeks. Some dripped onto Wu Tian's warm fur, making a soft "hissing" sound and turning into fragrant smoke; others rolled down her skin...

Her eyes were closed, her long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and an almost manic expression appeared on her usually cold face...

She had been under immense pressure lately. Lu Jiuchuan seized power, coerced her, and imprisoned her. She was also forced to cultivate with demons. Just after breaking through her cultivation barrier, she was forcibly married by the Jade Sun Ancestor...

These incidents, one after another, made her feel helpless and depressed.

It wasn't until the moment of reuniting with Wu Tian that he completely erupted and vented his emotions.

This process lasted for more than two hours, intense yet silent, with only the continuous flow of light and the ever-increasing aura emanating from the two individuals filling the room...

When the last trace of free energy was completely incorporated into the cycle and returned to calm, the surging radiance around Lu Nanxi receded and disappeared like the tide.

She exhaled a long, slow breath, still carrying a hint of firelight, as if releasing the tension, anxiety, and pressure of the past few days.

She didn't leave immediately. She gently pressed her burning forehead against Wu Tian's equally warm forehead, their noses touching intimately. With her eyes closed, they shared the peaceful and fulfilling atmosphere of the moment.

After a while, she turned over and lay down next to Wu Tian with a languid and tired feeling. Her arms still possessively wrapped around his furry, warm body, and her fingertips unconsciously combed the softest and finest downy hair behind his ears and the sides of his neck over and over again.

Her nightgown was already soaked with sweat, making it even thinner and more transparent. It clung to her body, clearly outlining every curve and the indentation of her slender waist. In the dim light coming through the window, it glistened with an alluring moisture.

After a moment of silence, the only sound was their gradually calming breathing.

Lu Nanxi spoke, her voice slightly hoarse from the deep circulation of her magic, but her tone had returned to its usual clarity and calmness. However, in this intimate atmosphere, it lacked some of its sharpness and gained a rare weariness and trust that she only showed to him: "After you left, that old man came back. When he saw me condensing the magic pearl, he wanted to marry me..." (End of this chapter)