Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Three hundred miles away, everyone in Lady Zhurong's entourage heard the Black Mountain Demon's thunderous roar. They looked up at the towering mountain giant, their eyes filled with shock and fear.

"This is the Black Mountain Demon..." a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Cao family murmured to himself, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

His companion beside him was even paler: "The Grand Duke Jupiter...it really is the Grand Duke Jupiter...the legendary star that governs the earth and calamities..."

Not to mention ordinary cultivators, even those Nascent Soul True Persons felt unprecedented pressure.

Bai Wenxian, the head of the Bai family, hovered in mid-air, staring at the ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom with a solemn expression. If she dared to make a move against such a terrifying being, she would probably be beaten to death in just a few moves.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators felt a chill in their hearts. Some of them had originally coveted Bai Qian's Howling Celestial Dog bloodline, but now, seeing the power of the Black Mountain Demon, their greed had long since vanished.

"Fortunately, we didn't rashly surround and kill them..." someone muttered to himself, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

"This is the Demon Saint..."

At this moment, Lady Zhurong stood by the carriage window, looking at the mountain giant with sharp eyes, her fist clenched tightly in her sleeve, "Black Mountain Demon... truly lives up to its name."

She muttered to herself, a hint of barely perceptible apprehension in her voice.

She could sense just how terrifying the power displayed by the Black Mountain Demon was. Even if she were a rogue immortal, she would likely pay a heavy price if she forced her way into Qiyun Mountain.

The cultivators gathered from the six great families were all intimidated by the Black Mountain Demon's power. The cultivators who had been itching to act now fell silent, daring not to make the slightest move.

That word "death" was like a decree, imprinted deep within everyone's soul.

No one dared to doubt the power and determination of the Black Mountain Demon.

If anyone dared to step into that forbidden zone, they would probably be beaten to a pulp on the spot, their soul scattered and their body and spirit vanished.

As night deepened, the moonlight grew ever brighter.

In the Qiyun Mountain canyon, Bai Qian's aura grew stronger and stronger, and the Yin energy surged in like a tide.

However, none of the six great families dared to step forward.

The Black Mountain Demon sat cross-legged atop the main peak, like a great mountain, suppressing all disturbances.

……

Inside the Cao family's carriage, Cao Xuande was reclining on a soft couch.

The interior of this gilded carriage is extremely spacious, resembling a small palace.

The floor was covered with a thick mink carpet, which was soft and silent underfoot. In the center was a large rosewood bed with carved patterns, covered with brocade quilts and surrounded by light gauze curtains that swayed gently in the wind.

Cao Xuande wore a loose purple robe with the collar open, revealing his muscular chest.

Although a great commotion had been caused outside, with the Black Mountain Demon manifesting his Dharma form and terrifying countless cultivators from the six great families, he showed no fear whatsoever, nor did he rush out to investigate in a panic.

Instead, he was frolicking with two women in the carriage.

The woman to his left was wearing a sheer dress that reached only to her upper thighs, revealing her long, fair legs.

Her face was charming and alluring, the thin veil covering her chest barely concealing her seductive curves. She used her slender fingers to pick up a glistening grape and softly fed it to Cao Xuande, saying in a sweet voice, "Young master, would you like some?"

The woman on the right wore a bright red bodice over a transparent gauze dress. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were alluring, and her red lips were slightly parted. She was gently rubbing her soft body against Cao Xuande, her breath sweet as orchids: "Young master, I have some grapes on me too, would you like some..."

Cao Xuande opened his mouth and took the grape into his mouth, while his right hand kneaded the waist of the woman in the red bodice, causing her to gasp repeatedly.

"Young master, you're so naughty~" the woman in the red bellyband said reproachfully, but she moved even closer to Cao Xuande and began to untie his belt with both hands.

Cao Xuande's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he was about to make a move when a clear, cold female voice suddenly came from outside the carriage:

"Your Highness, the Madam requests your presence."

The sound came through the carriage; though not loud, it made Cao Xuande pause. A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and gently pushed away the two women in his arms.

"You two, wait here."

All the playfulness and debauchery on his face vanished, and his expression returned to calm.

"Yes, son."

The two women quickly got up and straightened his robes.

……

Cao Xuande stepped out of the carriage. The cold wind outside was biting, a stark contrast to the warm and fragrant woman inside. He took a deep breath, his gentle smile returning to his face, and walked towards another carriage not far away.

Along the way, other aristocratic cultivators bowed to him, and he nodded and smiled gently, appearing as a polite young nobleman.

Upon arriving at Lady Zhurong's carriage, he bowed slightly and asked, "Lady, what brings you here?"

"come in!"

As a woman's voice rang out, the carriage door slowly opened, and Cao Xuande stepped in calmly.

Inside the carriage was a cloud-shaped couch, on which Lady Zhurong lay on her side. Her wedding dress had long been changed, and she was now wearing only a close-fitting red dress that outlined her stunning figure.

At this moment, her face was veiled by a light veil, revealing only a pair of cold, beautiful eyes and red lips. A larger fiery red gem was set between her brows, like a third eye, exuding an aura of majesty that made people dare not look directly at her.

"Sit." Lady Zhurong's voice came through the veil, carrying a metallic quality, cold and majestic.

Cao Xuande sat down on the jade chair opposite him, his gaze sweeping over Lady Zhurong, a burning desire flashing deep in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Madam." Cao Xuande bowed slightly, his posture respectful.

Lady Zhurong looked up at him, her beautiful eyes as cold as frost, devoid of any emotion: "The Black Mountain Demon has already descended. Is your grandfather ready?"

Cao Xuande smiled slightly and said calmly, "Madam, rest assured, my grandfather has already arrived outside the Undying Palace. He just sent word not long ago that he is waiting for Bai Qian to break through, and they will make their move at the same time."

Lady Zhurong said indifferently, "That's good. With the Black Mountain Demon in charge, it will be difficult for us to affect Bai Qian's breakthrough."

"Once Bai Qian breaks through to the Demon Saint level, she and the Black Mountain Demon will join forces, and all the current aristocratic cultivators will probably die out, with very few surviving."

"They need to act quickly... otherwise, if I get targeted by the Black Mountain Demon, it will be a real problem."

"Don't worry, Madam." Cao Xuande lowered his eyes. "Grandfather was originally confident of breaking through, but he set his sights on the Golden-Winged Roc so that he could have even greater strength after the breakthrough."

"If we can stall for a while until Grandfather breaks through and arrives with the Great Sun Palace Master, that Black Mountain Demon will have no choice but to retreat. As for Bai Qian..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "The goal is for her to break through to the Demon Saint realm. Even if she does, her foundation is too shallow, and she will only face death in the hands of a True Immortal."

"With the Lord of the Great Sun Palace keeping the Black Mountain Demon in check, and my ancestor chasing after Bai Qian, she's doomed."

"The bloodline of the Howling Celestial Dog at the Demon Saint level is even more precious than that of the Demon King."

Lady Zhurong remained silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "I'm quite curious, what price did your Cao family pay to make the Lord of the Great Sun Palace cooperate so willingly?" Upon hearing this, Cao Xuande simply smiled and remained silent.

Lady Zhurong glanced at him, losing all interest in asking further questions, and said in a somewhat cold tone, "In that case, you may leave!"

Cao Xuande's eyes swept over her body curves with a hint of greed, and he tentatively said, "How about I stay here and keep you company, Madam?"

Lady Zhurong glanced at him, chuckled lightly, seemingly with a hint of disdain, "No, you go and attend to your own business. Bai Qian is about to break through, and the cultivators from the six major families all need your coordination and arrangements."

"Go!"

"Very well then," Cao Xuande said with a slight smile, but his smile concealed a barely perceptible chill and tyranny.

He had already received news that on the night of their wedding, Lady Zhurong had engaged in dual cultivation with a man all night.

Although their marriage was originally based on mutual benefit, and Lady Zhurong was a dignified immortal, she naturally wouldn't be bound by him.

But in the end, that day was also their wedding day, their wedding night.

But this shameless woman, she actually dared to engage in dual cultivation with another man.

This is an absolute and blatant insult!

Although he wasn't idle that night either, he was, after all, a man.

Lady Zhurong was his wife, and on their wedding day, she was intimate with another man. How could he, a proud and arrogant man, tolerate this?

If it weren't for the need for Lady Zhurong to restrain the Black Mountain Demon, he would have loved to have his grandfather tie up this woman right now and whip her to death, that harlot.

Cao Xuande maintained a polite demeanor throughout, but the violent rage in his heart was constantly rising.

Especially considering what she did, and he was still her husband in name only, yet he couldn't even get close to her.

This is an absolute and blatant insult!

Cao Xuande clenched his fist slightly in his sleeve, his nails almost piercing his palm, but he still wore a gentle smile on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"Very well then. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now," Cao Xuande said, bowing.

Lady Zhurong waved her hand, stopped looking at him, and closed her eyes again.

Cao Xuande stepped out of the carriage, his smile vanishing instantly, replaced by a sinister killing intent.

He strode back to his gilded carriage, and as soon as he entered, he grabbed a concubine and roughly threw her onto the bed.

"Bitch!"

"Young master..." The concubine, startled by being thrown onto the bed, quickly put on a smile, "Be gentle..."

She was playfully complaining, but Cao Cao showed no mercy, tearing open her thin gauze dress with rough and brutal movements. He pinned her to the bed, his eyes burning with rage, muttering curses under his breath.
"You slut...you slut...one day I'll trample you under my feet..."

As he spoke, he slapped her hard across the face, leaving her fair and delicate face instantly red and swollen.

The woman in the pink gauze dress trembled with fear, but dared not resist, and could only silently endure it, "Master...Master...it hurts so much..."

"It hurts, that's right, you slut, how dare you cheat on me..." he growled, his voice sounding like it was being squeezed out of his throat, cold and violent.

He continued his assault, venting all his anger on the innocent woman. His movements became increasingly brutal and forceful, and the woman began to groan in pain, but Cao Xuande paid no heed.

"Who do you think you are... you're nothing but a slut..." he gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot. "Dare to be with another man on your wedding night... one day, I'll make you kneel at my feet, I'll make you wish you were dead..."

"You shameless slut...you shameless whore..."

The woman was in so much pain that she couldn't speak, only weep. Bruising began to appear on her body, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth, but Cao Xuande grew increasingly excited.

After an unknown amount of time, the woman finally succumbed to her injuries and fainted.

Cao Xuande stopped what he was doing and sat down on the edge of the bed, panting heavily. He glanced at the unconscious woman on the bed, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes, and said to the woman in the red bodice who was cowering in the corner, "Drag her out and get rid of her."

The concubine trembled with fear and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, sir."

She struggled to drag the woman, whose body was covered in bruises and wounds, out of the carriage.

But soon two armored cultivators silently approached her. A blinding flash of blade light appeared, and with a soft thud, a beautiful head fell to the ground, accompanied by crimson blood.

Until the very moment she died, her eyes were wide open, filled with terror and confusion.

Cao Xuande straightened his robes, and the violent look on his face gradually subsided.

He certainly couldn't let those two women continue to live, knowing his dark and tyrannical side, and letting them hear those insults directed at Lady Zhurong. If word got out, it wouldn't sound good.

He walked to the carriage window, looked towards Mount Qiyun, and his eyes regained their composure.

"Someone come here," he said calmly.

A dark figure appeared silently inside the carriage and knelt on one knee: "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

"How's the investigation going on what happened that night?" Cao Xuande asked, his voice icy.

The shadowy figure whispered, "Young master, we have found some clues. The person who entered Madam's room that night was probably from the Lu family."

"The Lu family?" A cold glint flashed in Cao Xuande's eyes. "Who exactly are they?"

"We're still investigating," the shadowy figure said. "The Lu family cultivators didn't accompany us this time. Madam granted them special permission not to participate in the attack on Bai Qian. All the Lu family members who came to the banquet during this period have disappeared. We're still investigating."

Cao Xuande was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "How many people from the Lu family came this time?"

The person standing in the shadows replied, "Besides the missing Jade Sun Ancestor and his two concubines, there was also the second young lady of the Lu family, Lu Nanxi, and her personal guards, as well as four deacons at the Refining Law Realm." The shadowy figure added, "The man's identity is unknown, but his cultivation is also at the Dao Embryo Realm. Our people are investigating his origins."

"Kill them all," Cao Xuande said coldly. "There's no need to investigate any further. Kill all the Lu family members who attended this wedding banquet, except for Lu Nanxi."

"Send someone to bring Lu Nanxi back to me... Since she's someone close to her, she should pay the price."

"My two concubines have just passed away, so I'll use her to replace them!"

"Yes!" the shadowy figure responded, then vanished into the shadows.

Cao Xuande looked out the window again, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The Lu family... they're courting death...

well.

Once this matter is resolved, he'll give that woman Lu Nanxi a good beating. (End of Chapter)