Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

“Wu Tian…” Lu Nanxi’s voice trembled, “We…we’re going to bed…”

“Right here.” He refused, supporting her even more firmly.

"You... how could you..." Her words were cut short.

"What did I do?" he pressed. "Didn't you just take the initiative?"

"You're such a jerk...you're always bullying me..." She buried her face in his shoulder in embarrassment.

"So tell me, do you like it or not?" he asked deliberately.

"I like it..." she finally said, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz yet clear.

Wu Tian sighed contentedly and kissed the top of her head: "So good!"

The pond water reflected the scattered light of the palace lanterns in the distance, creating a shimmering effect.

Lu Nanxi's fingers gripped his back tightly, her fingertips turning white, before gradually loosening.

"Are you feeling better now?" he whispered in her ear, his breath unsteady.

"Hmph, no..." She shook her head, her hair brushing against his cheek, "I don't want you to be with her..."

Dusk had completely sunk into darkness, and the distant chimes could be faintly heard again. Lu Nanxi leaned against him, utterly exhausted, too lazy to even move a fingertip.

"Tired?" he asked, his voice filled with a contented tenderness.

"Um...I'm exhausted..." she mumbled, "You...you're bullying me..."

"It's not bullying, it's loving you," he corrected, picking her up in his arms.

The noise by the window gradually subsided.

Wu Tian picked up Lu Nanxi, who was almost limp, carried her to the bedside, and gently put her down. She did not resist, but buried her burning cheeks in the crook of his neck, her fingers tightly gripping his clothes.

He held her in his arms, pulled the quilt over them, and gently stroked her long, loose hair with his fingers.

Lu Nanxi leaned on his shoulder, her voice muffled, choked with sobs and grievances, as she spoke her heart.

Wu Tian cupped her face, making her look at him. "We've been through life and death together, and you know my secret. Don't forget, I'm not human. My true form... no one else has ever enjoyed it..."

Lu Nanxi's emotions gradually calmed down, but upon hearing these words, her cheeks flushed red. "You're not allowed to talk nonsense."

Wu Tian chuckled softly, lowered his head to find her lips, and gently kissed them.

A moment later, Lu Nanxi leaned against his chest, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on his chest, and whispered, "So, does that mean your true form is only me?"

"Hmm? Nanxi is still thinking about it?"

Wu Tian's eyes darkened, his arms tightened, and he whispered in her ear, "Do you miss the smell of my real body?"

"...I want to." Lu Nanxi seemed to be unusually proactive and frank tonight, perhaps because of Lady Zhurong's provocation.

"Haha..." Wu Tian couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

Lu Nanxi's fair cheeks flushed completely red. "You're not allowed to laugh."

"Okay, I won't laugh." Wu Tian readily agreed, fearing that the little woman would get angry, and quickly changed the subject to get down to business, "Lady Zhurong said that we don't need to participate in the siege of Bai Qian in two days."

"What exactly did she say when she summoned the heads of the aristocratic families?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Nanxi recounted in detail the contents of the secret meeting that could be revealed. However, due to the constraints of the contract, she could not speak of many things and could only whisper them to Wu Tian, ​​unable to say them herself.

Wu Tian squeezed her hand: "What you've told me is enough."

“Since Lady Zhurong has told us not to get involved, then we will act according to the circumstances,” Wu Tian said calmly. “However, I think it would be best if we followed them in two days. The Southern Frontier is too chaotic right now.”

Lu Nanxi nodded and leaned back on his shoulder: "Yes, I know, I'll listen to you."

"However... I don't want you to keep mentioning her right now." Her tone couldn't help but feel a little sour.

Wu Tian chuckled, pulling her closer and kissing the top of her head. "You're bringing this up again? Weren't we all fine just now?" He gently stroked her back. "Little Nanxi, were you secretly comparing things just now?"

Lu Nanxi's face flushed, and she punched him lightly: "Who's comparing! You...you're talking nonsense!" She paused, her voice even softer, "...Anyway, you...you can only be mine."

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding," Wu Tian assured her, pulling her close to face him and kissing her.

Lu Nanxi's breathing quickened, and she wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Wait, wait...we...we haven't finished talking about important matters yet..."

"We can talk about it tomorrow," Wu Tian said. "Right now... it's a personal matter."

"What private matter..." she asked, knowing the answer already.

"What do you think?" He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his chest. "Feel it, how fast it's beating here... It's all because of you."

Lu Nanxi felt his strong, rapid heartbeat beneath her palm, and her cheeks burned even hotter. "Smooth-tongued...who taught you that...?"

Lu Nanxi twisted slightly, but he held her even tighter.

"Don't move..." his voice was hoarse, "or I really won't be able to control myself..."

“Who asked you to control me…” she muttered softly.

Wu Tian froze, taking a deep breath: "Nan Xi, you're playing with fire..."

"So what if I provoked them?" she said boldly, a rare occurrence for her.

“Not much,” he said, turning over to gently envelop her, his eyes deep and unfathomable in the dim light, “It’s just… you’ll have to bear the consequences.”

Lu Nanxi looked at him, "Then... don't go too far, I... I'm still a little tired..."

"Weren't you quite energetic by the window just now?" He raised an eyebrow.

"That's because you made me angry!" she retorted.

"Are you still angry now?"

“…I’m not angry anymore.” She honestly admitted, raising her hand to stroke his face, “It’s just…I miss you, I miss you so much.”

These words touched the softest spot in Wu Tian's heart. He lowered his head and kissed her with utmost tenderness. "I missed you too..."

The two clung tightly to each other under the brocade quilt.

“Nanxi…” he called her name softly.

"Hmm?" she responded lazily, playing with his hair with her fingers.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his fingertips gently stroking her waist.

"It's a little...sour..." she answered honestly, snuggling closer to him. "Next time...you're not allowed to be so fierce..."

"Okay, not fierce." He readily complied, his movements becoming even gentler. "How about this?"

Lu Nanxi gasped softly, biting her lower lip: "...It's...it's alright..."

"Just okay?" he asked deliberately, pausing his movements.

"...Very good." She finally admitted, her face burning red.

Wu Tian chuckled and granted her request, "Say something nice, Madam."

"W-what sounds good..." her voice trembled.

“For example… say you miss me,” he prompted.

"I already said that..."

"Say it again," he insisted, his movements patient.

"...I missed you." She conceded, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I've been thinking about you the whole time... I couldn't sleep..."

"Anything else?" he pressed his advantage.

Lu Nanxi glared at him, but it was utterly intimidating in the darkness. "You...you're going too far..."

"Is this going too far?" He raised an eyebrow.

As night deepened, Lu Nanxi gradually lost her pace. "...Slow down..."

"Call me husband," he whispered in her ear.

"...Husband..." she called out obediently, her toes curling up in embarrassment.

The call pleased him.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Lu Nanxi was so exhausted that she couldn't even lift her fingers, and she leaned against him, drenched in sweat.

"Sleep now." He kissed her forehead and pulled her into his arms.

"Hold me tighter..." she mumbled.

"Okay." He tightened his arms around her, pressing her completely against him. "Is this tight enough?"

"Mmm..." she sighed contentedly and quickly drifted off to sleep.

Wu Tian kept his eyes open, staring at the top of the tent in the darkness, repeatedly rehearsing in his mind every detail of how he would transform into Huodou and cause trouble two days later.

……

Outside the window, the waters of Kunming Pool shimmered, reflecting the approaching dawn. Inside, the faint scent of pine resin mingled with another indescribable, enchanting aroma.

Wu Tian lay on the bed with his eyes closed, undergoing a tremendous transformation within his body.

The dual cultivation with Lady Zhurong for a day and a night not only allowed his True Understanding of the Heavenly Blazing Fire to break through to the ninth level of perfection, but also made the Ancestral Blood Pearl left by Ancestor Yuyang incredibly easy to refine, thanks to the will of the Loose Immortal.

At this moment, the Ancestral Blood Pearl dissolved like melting ice and snowflakes, and the surging blood essence flowed into the limbs and bones like a great river.

Wu Tian activated the tenth level of the True Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire. He possessed a system, so there was no bottleneck in his cultivation breakthrough; he was also nourished by the Yin essence of a scattered immortal, and his internal reserves were already overflowing; in addition, there was the ancestral blood magic pearl of the Jade Sun Ancestor...

With all these factors combined, this breakthrough was a natural outcome.

"let's start."

With a thought, Wu Tian's blood bead in his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shone brightly.

"boom!"

An invisible roar exploded within him.

The magical power within his body surged into a monstrous wave, and all his true blood, as if drawn by an invisible force, frantically converged towards his brow.

"Buzz!"

Wu Tian trembled violently, and fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead.

The flesh and bones of the whole body were crushed and reassembled, every inch of the meridians were scorched and widened by the flames, and every drop of blood was sublimating.

He formed a hand seal, and the pores all over his body suddenly opened, spewing out a faint golden mist. Amidst the swirling mist, countless tiny crimson-gold runes could be vaguely seen arising and passing away, exuding an ancient, majestic, and intense aura.

At the same time, a golden light quietly appeared between his eyebrows.

……

On the couch, Lu Nanxi slowly opened her eyes.

She blinked blankly for a moment, then realized that the man beside her seemed to have an unusual body temperature.

"Lu Ding?"

She propped herself up, and the light purple brocade quilt slipped down, revealing her upper body clad only in a lotus-root-colored bodice. Her long, black hair spread out like clouds, with a few strands clinging to her neck, making her skin appear even more radiant and jade-like.

Then she saw Wu Tian beside her with his eyes closed.

The first rays of dawn shone through the cracks in the window and fell directly on him.

Wu Tian's bare upper body was clearly defined, with smooth and powerful lines, and was now rising and falling slowly with his breath.

What is most striking is the faint golden flame that surrounds him. The flame is not burning, but flowing like liquid, covering every inch of his skin and outlining his features like a gilded statue.

And between his brows, the golden light flickered steadily, each flash causing the flames around him to rise and fall, as if resonating with some invisible rhythm between heaven and earth.

Lu Nanxi instantly regained her senses.

"Is this... about to condense a magic orb?"

Her beautiful eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth, afraid of making a sound that might disturb him.

However, she quickly realized that he had just been with Lady Zhurong yesterday... and today he was about to break through.

Lu Nanxi pursed her lips, her slender hands unconsciously gripping the corner of the blanket.

But soon, she let go.

"Never mind... It's a good thing to be able to break through in the end." She murmured to herself, her gaze gradually softening.

That bastard... he's infuriating...

Lu Nanxi pouted her slightly swollen lips, gently lifted the quilt, got off the bed barefoot, took a light yellow outer robe from the clothes rack and put it on, then quietly walked to Wu Tian's side and sat down, resting her chin on her hand and watching him break through.

Time passes little by little.

As dawn broke outside the window, morning mist swirled over Kunming Pool, and the faint sound of bells drifted from the direction of the main hall of Chongming Palace in the distance.

But inside the Qiyun Villa, it was so quiet that only the two of them could be heard breathing softly.

The golden light between Wu Tian's eyebrows grew brighter and brighter.

Gradually, the golden light was no longer confined to the space between his eyebrows, but flowed down like mercury, over his nose, lips, and chin, and finally merged with the golden firelight surrounding him.

"Buzz!"

A deep yet clear buzzing sound emanated from between his brows.

Lu Nanxi perked up, knowing that the most crucial moment had arrived.

Wu Tian's hands, which were forming hand seals, began to tremble slightly, and the veins on his forehead were visible, clearly indicating that he was under tremendous pressure.

But at that moment, the golden light around him suddenly receded, all of it gathering back to his brow.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching, heavy, and majestic aura, like the might of heaven, slowly awakened from his body.

The aura was initially weak, but it grew stronger with each breath. After ten breaths, it was like a volcano about to erupt, oppressive and terrifying.

"boom!"

Wu Tian's eyes snapped open!

In that instant, a crimson dragon flashed in his eyes, and deep within his pupils seemed to burn two clusters of eternally burning golden flames.

His aura exploded completely, but was forcibly restrained at the moment of explosion, and finally condensed into a golden pillar of light visible to the naked eye, soaring into the sky!

"Bang!"

Golden light shot out from the rooftop for hundreds of feet, like a divine pillar reaching the heavens. A crimson dragon roared above the divine pearl, and a blazing banner fluttered in the wind.

Wu Tian slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the strange phenomenon that soared into the sky dissipated.

"Success..."

He could clearly sense that a thumb-sized magic bead, with countless interwoven incantations on its surface, was floating in the space between his eyebrows.

Every moment, the magic bead spontaneously absorbs and releases the essence of heaven and earth, transforming it into the incomparably pure power of the Heavenly Blazing Fire, which lifts the magic bead up. The incantations on the magic bead appear and disappear, vaguely intertwining into a red dragon, a divine pillar, and a great banner.

His body underwent a transformation and sublimation, his bones were tinged with pale gold, his blood shimmered with golden light, and his internal organs were surrounded by a thin layer of golden flames.

power.

A powerful, almost explosive force surged through his body.

Ding! System notification: You have completed the tenth level of the True Understanding of the Heavenly Blazing Fire. Your True Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire has transformed into the Ancestral Blood of the Heavenly Blazing Fire. The spells you awakened have merged into the Divine Power Seeds: the Heavenly Divine Pillar, the Crimson Dragon Reaching the Heavens, and the Immortal-Slaying Banner.

(Note: The grade of the supernatural power seed that awakens from bloodline is related to the concentration of bloodline. The older the bloodline, the higher the grade of the supernatural power seed. Currently, the three major supernatural power seeds are grade seven.) (End of this chapter)