Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

I am the only one left in the Tianxuan Ancient Clan. I thought my father, who had passed away long ago, had also failed in his attempt to ascend to immortality in the ancient times and perished...

Things are different now. Even if my combat strength is inferior to yours, my cultivation level is now on par with yours, isn't it? At that time, I can also attempt to reach that level and share some of the pressure with you...

If that 'little girl' can do it, why can't I? I admit she's amazing, but if it were a life-or-death battle, I might not lose to her...

"What you can do for her, I can do too..."

Upon hearing this,

Tan Lin looked into her eyes and suddenly chuckled softly.

The smile was faint, yet it was like the melting of ice in an ancient pool under the sun, leaving Tianling momentarily stunned.

"You and she are different."

Tan Lin said.

"What's different?"

Tianling pressed on, a hint of resentment in her voice.

Tan Lin did not answer, but lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Well……"

Tianling's pupils dilated slightly, as if she hadn't expected him to do this so suddenly.

But then she closed her eyes and responded passionately.

This kiss carried the weight of centuries of "combing," as well as a touch of melancholy and affection.

Tianling wrapped her arms tightly around Tan Lin's neck.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Tianling's breathing was slightly rapid, her cheeks were flushed, her purple-gold eyes were shimmering with moisture, and her gaze was alluring.

Looking at Tan Lin's handsome face so close to hers, she suddenly chuckled:

"Why are you being so proactive? Did you do something wrong outside and want to shut me up?"

Tan Lin didn't answer, but simply raised his hand, his fingertips brushing across her smooth cheek, then slowly moving down... his movements were unhurried, carrying a domineering, unyielding air.

Tianling trembled slightly, but did not stop them. Her gaze grew increasingly unfocused as she whispered:

"I've set up a Daoist-inscribed barrier here, so it's imperceptible to outsiders..."

"I know."

Tan Lin's voice was slightly hoarse.

rustling... rustling...

As they spoke, someone's clothes slipped down, revealing a fair and jade-like shoulder, delicate collarbone, and a breathtaking curve.

Tianling's fair, milky-smooth skin shimmered with an ivory-like luster under the illusory starlight. Her purple-gold eyes sparkled with affection, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

Da...da...

At this moment, Tan Lin suddenly picked her up and carried her to the ground not far away, which was covered with a soft carpet of spiritual grass.

Tianling nestled in his arms, feeling the reassuring aura emanating from him, and suddenly whispered:

"Shen Yue also wants to get 'closer' to you, don't you?"

She and Shen Yue are one. Although she has been in charge most of the time recently, they are essentially one person and are indistinguishable.

In response, Tan Lin paused slightly and said calmly:

“Since we are going to do this, we should not favor one over the other.”

Upon hearing this, a sly glint flashed in Tianling's eyes. Suddenly, the purple-gold light in her eyes shifted, and her demeanor underwent a subtle change.

She has lost some of her graceful charm and gained more of a cool and heroic air, which is why Shen Yue has taken control of her body.

"Your Majesty is quite composed."

Shen Yue's voice rang out, completely different from Tian Ling's gentle breeze and rustling, but equally beautiful.

Tan Lin looked down at her:

"You and she are one, yet there are differences. At least your consciousness is autonomous, so you cannot be confused."

Shen Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and she said nothing more. She simply reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her face in his shoulder, her ears turning a quiet red.

Time passed little by little.

The starlight here is soft, a clear spring babbles in the distance, and pale purple flowers bloom silently on the vines.

……

at the same time,

Outside the small space, beneath the ancient tree of life.

Li Qingjue, dressed in a black dress, sat cross-legged, surrounded by a chaotic aura, refining the alien origins that had been devoured.

As time went by, her breathing steadily improved.

Although his cultivation level was still firmly suppressed at the peak of the seventh level of Quasi-Emperor, his foundation was constantly being strengthened, his Dao foundation was becoming more and more perfect, and the strength of his physique was also continuously increasing. All of this was to pave the way for his final transformation into a true Chaos Body.

However, at this moment, her mind was not completely immersed in cultivation.

The distant little world separates the inside from the outside.

Unless she intervenes and breaks through it, even with her similar cultivation level, she would be unable to penetrate the restrictions set up by Tian Ling and thus perceive the specific situation within that folded space.

However, some things, even if they cannot be perceived or seen with the naked eye,

But how could someone as intelligent as her not guess what was happening inside?

Thoughts drifted...

Li Qingjue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her beautiful face remained calm, as if she were an unchanging, deep pool, just like her master.

However, the nearly ten thousand dark demonic energies that had been flowing smoothly around her were slightly disrupted for a moment.

shuh...

She slowly opened her eyes.

Those lonely, night-like eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the small world.

At that moment, a very faint, almost imperceptible, complex emotion flashed deep in her eyes.

She didn't know why she felt so lost, or why she felt uncomfortable that something she once considered her most precious had suddenly fallen into someone else's hands.

Undoubtedly, this emotion is unreasonable.

Master and that "Tian Yue" sister were originally Daoist partners, so there's really no need to make a fuss about it.

Having lived in the same place for hundreds of years, facing each other day and night, they have not been seen to engage in many intimate acts.

But she could occasionally sense that affection from the slightly different gazes her master gave Tianyue.

The two shared a very deep emotional foundation, a bond that had lasted for millions of years. She had felt a deep envy for it ever since Tianling first spoke of it.

But what she envied was not the depth of their relationship, but rather the fact that the other person was able to form a bond with their master that she could never have.

But in recent years,

The master spent most of his time preaching, cultivating, or taking the three of them out to undergo tribulations. His interactions with Tianyue, on the contrary, seemed rather uneventful.

So much so that she would occasionally have the illusion that her master and senior Tianling were not actually that close.

The relationship between Daoist partners is perhaps just like that...

To this day...

Li Qingjue gazed quietly in that direction for a long time before slowly closing her eyes again.

Her lips pursed subtly.

Immediately, the chaotic aura around her stabilized again, becoming more solid and flowing faster than before.

She suppressed the inexplicable turmoil in her heart and devoted all her attention to refining the alien's origin.

Since some things are destined to be unchangeable.

Then let us focus on the Great Way.

This is the path she should take.

She has not forgotten her original aspiration to cultivate and become stronger. Now that she has reunited with her master in the mortal world, she must work even harder to strive for immortality and wait for her brother's return...

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Heavenly Soldier Star Spirit Treasure Heavenly Venerable Spirit Platform Creation Ground.

Spring goes and autumn comes, stars shift and constellations turn.

When Tan Lin and Tian Ling emerged from the small world, more than half a year had passed in the outside world.

Tianling changed into a brand-new purple palace dress, her face was stunningly beautiful, her brows held a touch of languor and charm, her purple and gold eyes sparkled, adding to her exquisite beauty.

She walked beside Tan Lin, a faint smile on her lips, clearly in a very good mood.

Tan Lin remained calm and composed, as if he had simply been in seclusion for a while.

When the two returned to the Tree of Life, Li Qingjue was still sitting cross-legged in cultivation. The chaotic aura around him had become solid and substantial, and his aura was harmonious. Clearly, he had made great progress during this period.

Guo Ziqian was practicing his own cultivation method not far away. His blood was surging and his fighting spirit was soaring. He had integrated the profound principles of the Great Dao that Tan Lin had previously explained into himself, and his cultivation had also improved.

Sensing the return of Tan Lin and the other person, Li Qingjue slowly stopped his cultivation and opened his eyes.

Her gaze lingered on Tan Lin's face for a moment, then swept over Tian Ling, before she calmly rose and bowed, saying:

"Master, Sister Tianyue."

Her expression was serene, and her tone was impartial, just as usual.

Tianling looked at her with a smile, and suddenly said:

"The little girl's cultivation has improved again. It seems she had a good haul from her last trip."

During these days in the small world, the other party's master has informed her of what happened. Of course, she is not stupid. Even if he did not say it, she could guess from the changes in the former.

Upon hearing this, Li Qingjue nodded slightly.

"Some progress has been made."

At this moment, Tan Lin's deep gaze fell on his disciple, sensing the Dao aura surrounding him, and he asked:

"How's the fusion of those alien origins going?"

Li Qingjue pursed her lips and said:

"It has been completely refined and integrated. My Dao is now nearing perfection, and the fusion of all Daos and the formation of chaos are not far off..."

How much more is needed?

Tan Lin asked directly.

Li Qingjue was silent for a moment, then said:

"There are still twenty-three types missing, and... ordinary special physique origins are no longer useful to me."

Only a truly first-rate physique, or a high-level quasi-emperor origin that has honed its own cultivation to an extremely high level, forcibly transformed its physique into a great achievement, and leaped through the level of life, can help me achieve complete perfection and transform into a true chaotic body in this final, crucial step of 'suppressing victory'.

She paused, then added:

"While it's possible to absorb the special physical origins of those at lower cultivation levels, the underlying principles and theories are too shallow. Their physical origins haven't been explored to a high degree yet, so I would need to spend a lot of time deducing and completing them myself, transforming them."

However, even if this step were taken over a thousand years, it might not necessarily be able to be deduced to a level that is useful to me.

Upon hearing this, Tan Lin nodded slightly, not surprised.

Although the Devouring Heaven Demon Art can devour the essence of all living beings to strengthen itself,

However, the later the stage, the higher the requirements for the quality and status of the source.

In particular, to achieve the Chaos Body, the final source required for suppression must be powerful and pure enough, and the Dao principles it contains must be profound enough.

Otherwise, even if you devour more, it will be in vain, and the excessive competition from the alien origins may even hinder your transformation.

This is why the ancient corpse essences collected by the underworld were of great benefit to her.

Those ancient corpses were all quasi-emperors in life, and they had special physiques. Their origins had been transformed to the extreme in their previous lives, so they were naturally powerful and deeply imprinted with the laws of the Dao.