Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The moment the door closed, the last shred of reason was shut out.

The pink mist seemed to have a life of its own, frantically drilling into Gu Qinghan's seven orifices.

The medicinal power of the Nine Yang Melting Snow Pill, mixed with the uncontrolled pure Yang energy within Gu Qinghan's body, fermented in the confined space.

Gu Qinghan knelt before the jade bed.

That face, which was always aloof and ethereal, was now so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

The veins on his forehead bulged out, like winding little snakes, indicating the torment he was going through.

Gu Qinghan knelt before the jade bed, his hands gripping the edge of the bed tightly. He managed to pry ten finger holes into the hard, ten-thousand-year-old black ice jade.

That face, usually as cold as ice, was now flushed red as if it were about to bleed. Sweat slid down his high, straight nose and landed on the back of Jiang Yining's hand.

"Walk……"

Gu Qinghan squeezed out a single word from deep in his throat, his voice hoarse and broken.

Even at this moment, even though his reason had been 90% overwhelmed by the torrent, the last bit of instinct he had left was still trying to push her away.

He is a powerful being at the Dao Inquiry Realm.

If it were to truly spiral out of control, the sheer force of that raging primordial yang energy alone would be enough to tear this woman to shreds.

Jiang Yining is also not feeling well.

The Shadow Poison was raging inside her, making her shiver with cold. But the pure Yang energy emanating from Gu Qinghan was like the only torch in the darkness, a lifeline for her.

She sat on the bed, her silk gauze slipping down to her waist, exposing large expanses of her snow-white skin to the air, which was tinged with an alluring pink.

Gu Qinghan's disheveled face was reflected in his pupils.

Gu Qinghan.

Her voice was hoarse as she extended her burning hot fingers and precisely pinched Gu Qinghan's chin.

The clash of ice and fire.

At that moment, the two of them groaned simultaneously.

Gu Qinghan looked at Jiang Yining's pale lips due to the cold, at the alluring red mole between her brows, and at the subtle allure in her eyes.

"Didn't you want to study me?"

"Now... this is the most in-depth research opportunity possible."

Gu Qinghan's rationality completely shattered in that instant.

He suddenly leaned down, like a trapped beast, and forcefully pressed Jiang Yining back onto the jade bed.

The expensive silk gauze became as fragile as a piece of paper under the finger force of a powerful cultivator at the Dao Inquiry Realm.

Gu Qinghan's kiss landed. It was haphazard, urgent, and fierce, carrying a ruthless intent to devour her whole.

He's a germaphobe.

I usually find even other people's breathing dirty.

But now, he wished he could merge their blood and bones together, and he wished he could brand his mark all over that fair body.

That was pure yang energy that had been suppressed for thousands of years, and at this moment it found its only outlet.

Ice and fire intertwined.

The room, which was originally cold, was now being boiled by the Nine Nether Ice Flames and Nine Yang Medicine Power emanating from Gu Qinghan.

The floor tiles were trembling.

The porcelain bottles on the medicine shelf couldn't withstand the immense pressure and shattered one after another.

Five-colored smoke rose up, mingling with a suffocatingly rich fragrance in the ambiguous pink mist.

"Well……"

Jiang Yining groaned, feeling a violent, almost savage force surge into her body through the point of contact.

That is the primordial yang belonging to a powerful cultivator at the Dao Inquiry Realm.

The Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within the dantian sensed this overwhelming feast and was practically going crazy.

It swayed vigorously, its purplish-gold leaves emitting a melodious tremor.

Countless fine roots spread out from Jiang Yining's meridians, transforming into greedy black holes.

Gu Qinghan's primordial yang energy, mixed with the medicinal power of the Nine Yang Melting Snow Pill, was forcibly pulled into his dantian by the divine tree without any leakage.

At that moment, Jiang Yining felt as if she were being roasted on a fire, or as if she had been plunged into the deep sea.

The intense yang energy gradually melted and evaporated.

The cultivation bottleneck that had been stagnant for so long shattered at this moment.

Jiang Yining felt her soul suddenly lighten, as if she had broken free from the shackles of her body and soared into the sky.

That is the process of spiritual energy transforming into immortal spiritual energy.

The Mahayana period is over!

Early stage of Spirit Awakening Realm!

Jiang Yining's aura surged wildly, and her physical body began to undergo a qualitative transformation under the nourishment of pure yang energy. The impurities of her original mortal body were burned away, replaced by a more resilient and perfect immortal spirit body.

Gu Qinghan, however, succumbed completely to this game of plunder and sacrifice.

He was like a tireless believer, making offerings to his god.

Sweat soaked her long hair, which became tangled and indistinguishable from hers.

Rumble.

Above the Pill Tower, the auspicious clouds that had gathered due to the formation of the divine pill were instantly replaced by inky thunderclouds.

An overwhelming pressure swept over everything.

"What's going on? Who broke through inside the Pill Tower?"

The alchemists below looked up in horror and saw nine purple lightning dragons rolling within the thunderclouds.

But just as the lightning was about to strike...

Gu Qinghan instinctively reached out, spreading out his Dao-seeking realm immortal spiritual power to forcibly shield the entire layer from the perception of the Heavenly Dao.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the woman in his arms who was undergoing a transformation.

"mine……"

He was like some kind of evil dragon guarding its territory, his voice deep and terrifying.

Jiang Yining was completely immersed in the profound insights of the breakthrough.

After absorbing a massive amount of Dao Seeking Realm Yuan Yang, the Myriad Spirit Divine Tree within his body began to grow rapidly.

The third leaf, the fourth leaf, the fifth leaf...

The purplish-gold light almost pierced the skin.

At the very top of that sacred tree, a tiny, unripe flower bud was quietly peeking out.

……

When the first rays of morning light pierced through the glazed tiles, the room was a complete mess.

The priceless medicine shelf was half collapsed.

Those rare jade slips that Gu Qinghan usually treasured were now pitifully scattered on the ground, unattended.

A corner of the glass window was broken at that moment, and the wind howled in, swirling up the fragments of the silk gauze on the ground.

Gu Qinghan woke up very early.

Or rather, he didn't sleep much at all.

The satiating feeling of having tasted the sweetness, mixed with the panic of a shattered Dao heart, left this Tower Master in an extremely conflicted state.

He was turned to the side, propping his head up with one hand, his long hair loose, and his once meticulously dressed medicine robe was now hanging loosely on his body, unable to conceal the several very conspicuous scratch marks on his back.

He felt as if his soul had been ripped out, staring at his trembling hands, his mind completely blank.

The ruthless medical arts, cultivated for three thousand years, collapsed overnight, leaving not a trace.

Not only did he break the rules, but he also completely lost his extremely precious primordial yang energy.

In the past, he probably would have gone crazy on the spot, and even wanted to strangle this woman who had corrupted his Dao heart.

But now...

Gu Qinghan turned her head and looked at Jiang Yining, who was still fast asleep.

The sunlight outlined her soft features.

Having just broken through to the Spirit Awakening Realm, her skin radiated a luminous, ethereal aura.

Gu Qinghan's fingers twitched unconsciously.

He wanted to touch her face.

But he pulled his hand back abruptly halfway through.

"What...did I do...?"

Gu Qinghan looked down at herself.

His body was covered in scratches. Especially the teeth marks on his collarbone, which were so deep that you could see the bone. They were from when Jiang Yining bit him last night because she thought he was too slow.

pain.

But inside, I felt sweet, sickeningly sweet.

He, Gu Qinghan, the master of the Pill Tower, a powerful cultivator at the Dao Inquiry Realm, had given up his three-thousand-year-old virginity last night.

He gave it to a woman he had only known for less than a month.

He's also a little liar with secrets and a mouthful of lies.

"Haven't you seen enough, sir?"