After the yandere fairies were reborn, they all wanted to possess me!

In the cultivation room, Su Chen sat cross-legged, with the ancient sword cultivator's notes spread out in front of him.

The handwriting on the last page was more illegible than on any of the previous pages, as if the writer's hand was trembling.

He read it three times, but only remembered one sentence: "When this sword is drawn, heaven and earth will shatter, and all things will perish. It is not something that can be done without great perseverance, nor something that can be accomplished without great terror."

He put away his notebook, stood up, and gripped his sword.

The Ninth Sword, Chaos Opens the Heavens.

The preceding eight swords, from the initial opening to the division to the return to oneness, from the return to the void to the formlessness to the cleaving of the sky, and then to the eighth sword, the destruction of the world, each sword is an outward strike.

Unleash your sword energy, shatter your enemies, and pierce through the heavens and earth.

But the ninth sword is different.

This sword strike wasn't aimed outwards, but rather inwards.

Gather all your power, draw it into your sword, into your body, and into the vortex in your dantian.

Then, he slashed out with his sword.

He closed his eyes and recalled those words.

The power of chaos is compressed to its limit and condensed into a single point on the sword.

That point must possess the power to create something from nothing, yet it must be completely controllable at the moment of its eruption.

Adding too much will lead to self-destruction, while subtracting too little will result in no achievement.

He took a deep breath and began to circulate his spiritual energy.

The dark golden vortex in his dantian spun wildly, and spiritual energy surged out of the vortex, flowing along the meridians to the sword.

One by one, the runes on the Chaos Sword lit up, and dark golden light overflowed from the blade.

But this time the light didn't spread outwards like before; instead, it contracted inwards, as if it were being sucked in by something.

Su Chen gritted his teeth and continued to suppress it.

The spiritual energy swirled on the sword, forming a vortex that grew smaller and smaller.

The spiritual energy in the cultivation room began to surge wildly, all pouring into the vortex on his sword.

The earthquake-resistant array on the wall flickered violently and then cracked with a snap.

The ground began to crack, and pebbles floated up, flying towards his sword, only to be swallowed by the vortex, leaving not even a trace of dust.

He felt like he was falling into a bottomless pit.

The vortex in his dantian connected with the vortex on the sword, and his spiritual power, physical strength, and spirit were all absorbed into it.

My consciousness began to blur, my hands were shaking, my legs were shaking, my whole body was shaking.

But he dared not stop, for if he stopped, all his previous efforts would be in vain, and the power of the sword would backfire, shattering it into pieces.

"Buzz—"

The vortex was formed.

It's not in his sword, it's in his heart.

He opened his eyes, which had turned completely dark gold.

There were no pupils, no whites of the eyes, only two swirling balls of light.

He stood up and raised his sword.

The roof of the training room was blown off, and rubble flew into the sky, only to be swallowed up by the sword energy.

The entire main peak trembled, and the disciples in the square were so frightened that they lay on the ground, watching the dark golden pillar of light soaring into the sky from the mountainside.

The beam of light grew thicker and brighter, turning half the sky gold.

Looking at the pillar of light that pierced the sky, Su Chen had only one thought in his mind—to kill.

He slashed down with his sword.

The beam of light split in the middle, as if the sky had been cleaved in two.

The crack stretched from the mountaintop all the way up into the sky, cutting through the clouds to reveal the starry sky behind it.

The stars twinkled at the edge of the crack, as if watching him.

He sheathed his sword and stood still.

The spiritual energy was exhausted, not a single drop remained.

His legs were too weak to stand, but he still stood, using his sword to support himself on the ground, watching the crack slowly heal.

It became.

The Ninth Sword, Chaos Opens the Heavens.

The door was pushed open, and Ling Qianxue appeared in the doorway.

Today I'm wearing a moon-white long dress, which is fluttering in the wind.

The two massive mounds of flesh, concealed by the long skirt, rose and fell with her rapid breathing, and the pair of delicate legs wrapped in white stockings beneath the skirt shone dazzlingly white in the moonlight.

She looked at him, and something burned in his icy blue eyes.

"The Ninth Sword?"

"It's done."

Su Chen nodded.

She walked over, reached out, and gently touched his face.

My hands are cold and trembling.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Su Chen shook his head.

She looked at him for a long time, then withdrew her hand. "Go back and rest."

Su Chen followed behind her, his legs still trembling, each step feeling like walking on cotton.

Ling Qianxue walked very slowly, as if she was waiting for him.

As they reached the fork in the road, Tianxiang ran over from the direction of Hongxiuyuan.

The bells on her little feet jingled, and her two huge balls of flesh swayed as she ran, her white flesh spilling out from her collar.

She ran up to him, panting, her little face flushed.

"Senior Brother Su Chen! I saw your sword just now... I saw it all at Hongxiu Garden! The sky seemed to crack!"

She tugged at his sleeve, her eyes shining like stars.

Su Chen smiled, "The ninth sword technique has been mastered."

Tianxiang was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, "The ninth sword! Senior Brother Su Chen has mastered the ninth sword!"

The two giant balls of lightning shook even more violently with her movements, her white flesh undulating back and forth.

She suddenly stopped, looked at him, at his pale face, at his still trembling legs, and her eyes reddened. "Senior Brother Su Chen, are you tired?"

"A little."

Su Chen nodded.

She took his hand; his palm was sweaty, warm, and soft.

"I'll help you back."

Ling Qianxue stood by, watching this scene without saying a word.

Three people walked side by side on the bluestone road.

The moonlight shone on them, and on Tianxiang's two giant thunderbolts wrapped in her Taoist skirt.

The light shone on her tender legs wrapped in white stockings, and on the two bells on her little feet.

Back at the villa, Tianxiang helped him sit down and poured him a glass of water.

Su Chen took it and drank a sip.

She squatted down in front of him, looking up at him. "Senior Brother Su Chen, did your sword strike just now cleave the sky in two?"

"A crack was made."

"That's amazing..."

Her eyes shone like stars as she stood up. "Then you should rest well. I'll come again tomorrow."

She tiptoed, kissed him on the cheek, and ran away.

The bells on her little feet jingled merrily, quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Su Chen touched the spot she had kissed and smiled.

This silly girl...

He lay down, and Little White jumped off the bed, leaping onto his chest and rubbing its little head against his chin, "Woof! Woof! Woof!"

They were shouting so enthusiastically.

He patted its little head. "Good boy."

Little White nuzzled against him again, then lay on his chest and stopped moving.

Su Chen closed his eyes, his mind filled with the sword strike he had just received.

The sky cracked open, the clouds were cut apart, and the stars peered out through the cracks.

That feeling was like having the whole world under your feet.

He fell asleep, and slept very soundly.

On the main peak square, the group of disciples who had been lying on the ground had gotten up and were gathered around the training room whose roof had been blown off, their mouths agape as if they could fit an egg in them.

"This was created by someone in the early Golden Core stage?"

"Is a Breakthrough Golden Core the same as an ordinary Golden Core?"

"This is outrageous! The sky has cracked!"

"The Nine Swords of Chaos, the ninth sword, the Creation of Chaos. Few ancient sword cultivators mastered it."

"So, his current strength..."

"Invincible below the Nascent Soul stage."

"Where is the Nascent Soul?"

"I don't know, I haven't tried it. But knowing his personality, he'll have to give it a try sooner or later."

Nangong Wan stood outside the crowd, looking at the empty training room and the crack that stretched from the mountaintop all the way into the sky.

A dark golden light still flickered at the edge of the crack, like an unhealed wound.

She stared for a long time, then turned and walked toward Sword Peak.

The edge of the silver sword aura turned increasingly dark gold.

Her sword aura and his sword aura are becoming more and more alike.

Gu Hongmei stood in the training ground of the Law Enforcement Hall, also looking at the crack.

She didn't smile, but her eyes were more determined than before.

The Moonlit Sword light appeared above my head, brighter and larger than before.

Yun Ling'er leaned against the window, looking at the crack, her little mouth pouting.

But she didn't cry. She picked up her sword, pushed open the door, and went out.

In the courtyard, she stood still, raised her sword, and unleashed a burst of sword energy.

She was a little better than before, just a little, but she smiled, a stubborn smile.

Tomorrow, we will be stronger.

In the Red Sleeve Garden, Chu Hongxiu herself stood by the window, looking towards the direction of the main peak.

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and she licked her lips; her little tongue was soft and wet.

"The Ninth Sword, Chaos Creation. Few ancient sword cultivators mastered it, yet he did."

She laughed, "This kid, he's even faster than I thought."

She turned around and looked at herself in the mirror.

Those two enormous mounds, concealed by the nightgown, were heavy and even larger than Tianxiang's.

Those fleshy legs, wrapped in black stockings, were long and straight, with a ring of flesh marks around the top of their thighs.

Those bare jade feet stood on the ground, their toes round and full, painted with dark red nail polish.

She looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, and then smiled.

Soon, once he recovers, it will be her turn.

She pushed open the door and went out, heading towards the main peak.

The next morning, when Su Chen woke up, the sunlight shone in through the window, making him squint.

Little White was nestled on his chest, fast asleep.

He stroked its little head, placed it on the pillow, and got up.

My spiritual energy has recovered to 70%, and my body has stopped trembling, but I'm still a little weak.

He pushed open the door and went out. In the courtyard, Ling Qianxue was standing there in her transformed form.

Today I changed into a light blue long dress, the neckline was completely covered, but the two huge mounds wrapped in the long dress still made the dress look very tight.

Beneath the hem of her skirt, her delicate legs, clad in white stockings, were faintly visible.

"How's the recovery going?"

"Seventy percent."

Su Chen said.

"Okay. No sword practice today, I'll rest for a day."

She looked at him. "Someone wants to see you."

Su Chen was taken aback. "Who?"

You'll know when you get there.

The two walked down the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, the second princess stood by the roadside.

She wore a moon-white long dress, her long, dark hair was tied up high, she wore a white jade phoenix crown, and her face was aloof.

She saw Su Chen and walked over.

"Young Master Su, I saw that sword yesterday."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Very strong."

Su Chen nodded. "Thank you."

"I've come to tell you something."

She looked at him. "My sister is about to make her move."

Su Chen's heart sank. "When?"

"Ten days later."

She paused, then said, "She will be holding a banquet at the Qingyun Sect, and the invitations have already been sent out. She will take advantage of your weakened spiritual power to make her move."

Su Chen was stunned. "Insufficient spiritual power?"

"Um."

The second princess looked at him.

"Her secret technique requires you to be completely depleted of spiritual energy before you can activate it. You've just mastered the ninth sword technique, and your spiritual energy is extremely depleted. You might not be fully recovered in ten days. Even if you do, she will find a way to deplete your spiritual energy."

Su Chen fell silent.

Ten days should be enough for him to recover.

But what if she tries to wear him down...?

Ling Qianxue stood to the side without saying a word, but her eyes were much colder than before.

"I see."

Su Chen nodded, "Thank you, Second Princess."

"You're welcome."

She turned around, took a few steps, then turned back again, "Young Master Su, be careful."

Su Chen watched her figure disappear into the morning mist, his heart in turmoil.

In ten days, Li Mingyue will make her move.

He looked at Ling Qianxue's avatar, "Master, is ten days enough?"

"enough."

She looked at him and said, "In ten days, your spiritual power will be fully restored. By then, even if she makes a move, you won't be afraid."

Su Chen nodded.

But he still felt uneasy.

Li Mingyue was in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, while he had just broken through to the Golden Core stage, a whole major realm away.

Even with the Chaos Sword and the Nine Chaos Swords, it's not certain that I could defeat her.

Ling Qianxue, in her avatar, looked at him, noticing the unease in his eyes. "Scared?"

"A little."

Su Chen spoke honestly.

"Don't be afraid."

She looked at him and said, "I'm here."

Su Chen felt a warmth in his heart and nodded, "Mm."

The two continued walking down the mountain.

When we reached the mountain gate, Tianxiang stood there, holding a pink food box with small peach blossoms painted on it.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Su Chen.

"Senior Brother Su Chen! I brought you some pastries! I made peach blossom pastries today!"

Su Chen took the food box and opened it.

Inside were several light pink pastries shaped like small peach blossoms, with five petals and a few tiny sesame seeds at the center.

Steam rises from the steam, and a sweet aroma wafts out.

He picked up a piece, took a bite, and found it crisp, crunchy, and sweet.

"tasty."

Tianxiang blushed, but her lips curled into a wide smile. "That's good... I'll do something else tomorrow..."

Su Chen looked at her, feeling an overwhelming warmth in his heart. He reached out and touched her head. "Tianxiang."

"Um?"

"Princess Chang is going to hold a banquet in ten days. You will come with me."

Tianxiang paused for a moment, then nodded emphatically, "Okay!"

Ling Qianxue stood by, watching this scene without saying a word.

But his gaze was deeper than before.

Ten days is neither a long nor a short time.

Su Chen cultivated every day to recover his spiritual power, practiced swordsmanship, and ate the pastries that Tianxiang gave him.

His spiritual power grew fuller day by day, his sword became more and more stable, and he became more and more proficient with the ninth sword.

He had already mastered the power of that sword strike, no longer splitting the sky in two every time, but instead concentrating the power within the sword and unleashing it only at the moment of the strike.

On the eighth day, his spiritual power was fully restored.

It's fuller and richer than before the breakthrough.

The dark golden vortex in his dantian was much larger than before, and the light at its center had also brightened.

His cultivation at the early stage of the Golden Core realm was now completely secure.

He sheathed his sword, pushed open the door, and went out.

In the courtyard, Ling Qianxue stood there, still wearing that light blue dress.

"It's back to normal?"

"It's back to normal."

"Yes. Don't worry about the banquet the day after tomorrow."

She looked at him and said, "I'm here."

Su Chen nodded, "Mm."

On the ninth day, when Tianxiang brought over the pastries, her face was redder than usual.

She wore a new dress today, light pink, with a neckline that was much lower than usual.

The two huge balls of lightning stretched the skirt taut, and her white flesh spilled out from the neckline.

That ravine was so deep it could crush a person to death.

The skirt was shorter, revealing more of her tender legs wrapped in white stockings; they were fleshy and round, and the marks left by the stocking tops were deeper.

Su Chen stared at her attire, stunned. "Tianxiang, what are you wearing today...?"

"The Eldest Princess's banquet..."

She lowered her head, her face as red as a ripe shrimp. "I... I want to dress up nicely... to make Senior Brother Su Chen look good..."

Su Chen looked at her shy yet expectant expression and smiled, "You look beautiful."

Tianxiang looked up, her eyes shining like stars, "Really?"

"real."

She smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons, and tiptoed to kiss him on the cheek.

Then she turned and ran, the bells on her little feet jingling rapidly, and the two giant thunderbolts swayed back and forth with her running, her white flesh undulating back and forth.

Su Chen stood there, touching the spot where she had kissed him, and smiled.

tenth day.

The main hall at the summit was brightly lit.

At the banquet hosted by the eldest princess of the Li Yang Immortal Dynasty, all the prominent figures of the Qingyun Sect attended.

Sect Leader Yun Qingzi sat in the main seat, with Li Mingyue beside him.

She was wearing a long gold dress today, with a very low neckline, revealing most of her two huge, white, swaying breasts.

The skirt was slit, revealing glimpses of her fleshy legs encased in black stockings, with a ring of flesh visible around the top of her thighs.

She wore a pair of gold high heels with incredibly thin heels, which made her jade-like feet appear even longer.

Her eyes lit up when she saw Su Chen come in.

"Junior Brother Su Chen~ Please sit here~"

Su Chen walked over and sat down next to her.

Tianxiang sat on his other side, pulling on his sleeve.

Ling Qianxue, in her transformed form, sat opposite them, looking over without saying a word.

Li Mingyue picked up her wine glass. "Come on, Junior Brother Su Chen, let me toast you. Congratulations on mastering the ninth sword technique."

Su Chen picked up his wine glass and took a sip.

The liquor is very strong; it burns like fire when it goes down your throat.

Li Mingyue poured another cup, "Let me toast you again, congratulations on breaking through to the Golden Core stage."

Su Chen took another sip.

Li Mingyue collapsed again, "The third cup—"

"Your Highness, the Eldest Princess."

Su Chen interrupted her, "What is it? Just say it."

Li Mingyue was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, "Junior Brother Su Chen is indeed straightforward."

She put down her wine glass, looked at him, and said, "I want your Chaotic Dao Body Origin."

The hall fell silent instantly.

Everyone was looking this way, looking at Su Chen and Li Mingyue.

Su Chen looked at her. "I said, I won't change."

"I know."

Li Mingyue laughed, "But I'm not exchanging now, I'm borrowing."

Su Chen was stunned. "Borrow?"

"Um."

She looked at him and said, "I'll borrow your essence for a while. I'll return it to you when I'm done."

As Su Chen looked at her, the unease in his heart grew stronger.

borrow?

How can one borrow the origin of the Chaos Dao Body?

Ling Qianxue stood up. "Li Mingyue, your secret technique requires him to exhaust his spiritual power before it can be activated. But his spiritual power isn't exhausted yet, what will you do?"

Li Mingyue looked at her and smiled, "Sister Ling, did you think I wasn't prepared?"

She clapped her hands, and the doors to the main hall suddenly closed.

The windows were closed, the lights were off, and only her long gold dress was shining.

Su Chen stood up and blocked Tianxiang's way.

The Chaos Sword was drawn, its dark golden light illuminating the hall.

Li Mingyue looked at him and smiled.

"Junior Brother Su Chen, do you think I would steal it by force? No, I never steal by force. I will only—" She paused.

"You can bring it over yourself."

She raised her hand, and a golden light shot out from her fingertips, striking Tianxiang.

Tianxiang was stunned, then blushed, the two giant thunderbolts began to rise and fall, and her breathing became rapid.

She looked at Su Chen, her eyes changing, becoming watery, as if they were about to drip water.

"Add some fragrance?"

Su Chen looked at her.

"Senior Brother Su Chen..."

Tianxiang's voice trembled, "I...I'm so hot...I feel so uncomfortable..."

Su Chen's heart sank. He looked at Li Mingyue and asked, "What did you do to her?"

"It's nothing."

Li Mingyue smiled.

"I only let her smell something. Something that could arouse her. There's only one way to counteract this—by cultivating with you. But if you cultivate with her, your spiritual energy will be depleted. Once your spiritual energy is depleted, my secret technique can be activated."

Su Chen looked at her, at her bright smiling face, and a fire rose in his heart.

But he didn't do it, because he knew it would be useless.

She's in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm; he can't beat her.

Ling Qianxue transformed and walked over, standing next to Su Chen. "Li Mingyue, you've gone too far."

"presumptuous?"

Li Mingyue smiled, "Sister Ling, I just want to borrow something. I'll return it after I'm done, it won't hurt him."

"Without harming lives?"

Ling Qianxue transformed and looked at her.

"Your secret technique will absorb half of his essence. After it's absorbed, his Chaos Dao will regress by ten years. Ten years—do you know what that means?"

Li Mingyue paused for a moment, then smiled. "Ten years. With his talent, he can make up for it in a short time."

"you--"

Ling Qianxue raised her hand, and icy blue sword energy condensed in her palm.

"Master."

Su Chen stopped her and looked at Li Mingyue, "Your Highness, the secret method you mentioned is dual cultivation. But you didn't say who you're cultivating with."

Li Mingyue was stunned.

Su Chen looked at her.

"The secret technique you mentioned is meant to be activated when my spiritual energy is exhausted. But you didn't mention that you're the one activating it. You want to cultivate with me and absorb my life force. But what if you fail? What if I break your technique before my spiritual energy is depleted?"

Li Mingyue's expression changed. "You can't break it."

"uncertain."

Su Chen looked at her.

"Your secret technique requires me to exhaust my spiritual power before I can activate it. But what if my spiritual power isn't exhausted? What if I have more spiritual power than you?"

Li Mingyue laughed, "You're only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, yet you have more spiritual power than me?"

"Want to give it a try?"

Su Chen gripped the Chaos Sword tightly, and dark golden light overflowed from the sword.

The vortex in his dantian spun wildly, and spiritual energy surged out of it ten times faster than usual.

Seeing the increasingly powerful aura emanating from him, Li Mingyue's expression finally changed. "You—you've been hiding your true strength all along?"

"It's not hidden."

Su Chen looked at her. "It's newly mastered. The ninth sword, Chaos Opening Heaven. One strike can cleave the heavens. Tell me, can your secret technique withstand it?"

Li Mingyue looked at him, at the dark gold sword in his hand, and at the terrifying aura emanating from him, and her confidence finally wavered.

She took a step back.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

The second princess stood at the door, holding the Frost Sword in her hand, the blade covered in a layer of frost.

She looked at Li Mingyue, "Sister, that's enough."

Li Mingyue looked at her, "You—"

"Come back with me."

The second princess walked in, took her hand, and said, "I will find what you want. Not now, not here."

Li Mingyue looked at her, at her calm eyes, for a long time.

Then he laughed and said, "Okay, let's go back."

The two walked outside.

As she reached the door, Li Mingyue turned back to look at Su Chen. "Junior Brother Su Chen, I'm sorry about what happened today."

Su Chen didn't speak.

Li Mingyue turned around and disappeared into the night with the Second Princess.

Inside the main hall, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Sect Leader Yun Qingzi stood up and waved his hand, "Disperse, everyone."

The crowd slowly dispersed.

Tianxiang was still sitting there, her face flushed, and those two giant thunderbolts were still rising and falling.

She looked at Su Chen, her eyes still watery, "Senior Brother Su Chen... I... I'm still so hot..."

Su Chen looked at her, his heart softened, and he went over to help her up. "Go back and rest, you'll feel better after a nap."

Tianxiang leaned against him, the two giant balls of lightning pressing on his arms, soft, bouncy, and hot.

The bell on her little foot jingled softly.

Su Chen helped her walk outside.

Ling Qianxue followed behind them, watching their backs without saying a word.

But his gaze was deeper than before.

Back at Hongxiu Garden, Chu Hongxiu was already waiting at the entrance.

She looked at Tianxiang and laughed, "That girl's been drugged with love potion. She'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Tianxiang leaned against her, "Master..."

"Sweetie, go back to sleep."

Chu Hongxiu helped her walk inside. When they reached the door, she turned back to look at Su Chen and said, "Su Chen, thank you."

Su Chen shook his head. "It's only right."

Chu Hongxiu looked at him for a long time, then smiled, "Come to Hongxiu Garden for dinner tomorrow. I'll cook myself, thank you."

Su Chen nodded, "Okay."

Chu Hongxiu helped Tianxiang inside.

Su Chen stood there, staring at the closed door. After a while, he turned and walked towards the main peak.

Ling Qianxue followed behind, the moonlight shining on them and on the cobblestone path.

"Master, thank you for today."

"You're welcome."

She looked at him. "I told you, I'm here for you."

Su Chen smiled, a slightly tired smile, but it was genuine.

The two walked to the entrance of the courtyard. Su Chen pushed the door open and went in, turning back to look at her. "Good night, Master."

"Good night."

Ling Qianxue stood at the doorway, staring at the closed door for a long time.

Then he laughed, a cool and aloof laugh, but beneath that laugh lay a mad, morbid, and intensely intense love.

Soon, soon.

Once she was ready, she would never let him leave again.

She turned and disappeared into the night.

Su Chen lay on the bed, with Xiao Bai nestled against his chest, fast asleep.

He stroked its little head and closed his eyes.

My mind is filled with thoughts of today.

Li Mingyue's secret method, the aphrodisiac incense added to the fragrance, and the Second Princess's last words—"I will help you find it."

What is she looking for for her sister?

The origin of the Chaotic Dao Body?

Or something else?

He rolled over, deciding he didn't want to think about it anymore.

Tomorrow, we're going to Hongxiuyuan for dinner.

Chu Hongxiu cooked herself; it's unclear what she will make.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep.