Eternal Life from Taking Care of Master's Wife-Chapter 191 - 47: Sect Leader Master Leveled Up! Aunt!
Great Qian Imperial Palace.
Unlike a typical ancient imperial palace, the Great Qian Imperial Palace consists of a range of majestic mountains, with towering Immortal Mountains shrouded in mist, resembling a celestial paradise.
Yao Mountain.
This is one of the Immortal Mountains, like a Divine Sword piercing the sky.
At the summit of the Immortal Mountain, wisps of cloud and mist enclose pavilions and towers, sparkling and ethereal, as if woven from jade and opal.
If one gazes intently, they can vaguely see a stunning beauty akin to Fairy drifting in and out, ethereal garments fluttering, while white clouds coil beneath their feet, as if in Guanghan Palace.
Outside the palace, fabulous birds soar, radiant as rainbows, with sacred animals carrying auspicious herbs, heavenly aura cascading down, and ageless monkeys offering peaches, emanating a fragrant scent.
This is where the Grand Princess Yaoji resides.
She is the aunt of the current Emperor Qian.
The most magnificent and splendid palace in the center is the Yao Guang Hall where Princess Yaoji resides.
In front of the jade hall, rare orchids stretch across the ground, exotic flowers emitting smoky hues, fish and dragons leap in the lotus pond, clouds rise like shimmering brocade.
The Eldest Princess Yaoji stands by the lakeside pavilion, peacefully, breathtakingly beautiful, akin to a divine moon suspended in midair, her radiance and charm make everyone around her feel inferior.
The fish in the lake, brimming with color, leap forward as if just to catch a glimpse of the fairy whose peerless beauty doesn’t belong to the mortal realm.
Her skin like jade, her body formed in perfect golden proportions, is stunning from any angle, with mist and wind surrounding her, her royal robe flowing, her long dark hair cascades like water, smooth and glossy, shimmering with light.
Surrounding her, flowers rain down in gentle drops, exquisite petals and mystical blossoms, sparkling bright like carved jewels, emitting an orchid-like fragrance.
Enveloped by flower rain, her figure is dreamlike and splendid, stirring the heart.
"Your Highness!"
A graceful, transcendent beauty quietly approaches from behind, bowing in greeting, her voice soft and clear, akin to a gentle springtime shower.
"Qing Luo, ah."
Yaoji’s voice is calm, melodious like a celestial song, like a warm breeze touching one’s heart, stirring emotions with a peculiar charm.
"Who has awakened the Overlord Emperor Bloodline?"
Yaoji’s voice is melancholic, a touch of laziness mixed with subtle sorrow: "If Xiong’Er hadn’t had an accident, he too would be of The Overlord Emperor Bloodline..."
The beauty named Qing Luo trembles slightly, her voice gentle:
"Your Highness, no one in Qiandu has been found to have awakened the Overlord Emperor Bloodline..."
"Hmm? It’s not one of the Princes or Princesses..."
Yaoji is startled, her body quivers:
"Could it be Xiong’Er..."
"It must be Xiong’Er!"
"If not for Xinyue being attacked when pregnant, Xiong’Er would have been born with The Overlord Emperor Bloodline. The attacker poisoned her, and after giving birth, Xinyue exhausted her life essence, passing away while Xiong’Er’s bloodline vanished, leaving his life hanging by a thread, frozen for a century of healing, and then disappeared amidst palace turmoil..."
Thinking of this, Yaoji’s anger swells. Though she has never believed he died, the vast world has kept him hidden.
She promised Wu Xinyue to take care of Xiong’Er.
"Xinyue, don’t worry, I will surely find Xiong’Er!"
Yaoji’s figure vanishes from the spot!
Before his bloodline awakened, she couldn’t locate him, but once The Overlord Emperor Bloodline is awakened, it becomes simple.
The Overlord Emperor Bloodline is like a beacon in the night.
The Great Qian Dynasty has Divine Weapons to pinpoint its location.
...
Cyan Cloud Sect.
Zhou Chen returned swiftly to Divine Arrow Peak with Hongzhu, unaware of the upheaval in Qiandu due to the awakening of The Overlord Emperor Bloodline.
Parting with Hongzhu, Zhou Chen went to Sister Li Changhen’s residence.
Li Changhen stood by Bishui Lake, poised and serene, her purple attire like a flower, her longsword glistening like snow, her character cold as ice, her pride like a frozen plum blossom.
"Sister!"
Zhou Chen gently embraced Li Changhen’s soft, slender body from behind, resting his chin on her snowy shoulder, face close to hers, overlooking Bishui Lake.
The breeze whispered, willow branches swayed.
A slender willow leaf suddenly fell, landing atop a fake mountain made of white jade, sliding smoothly down the peak, eventually slipping into the pool beneath the willow, with a gentle plop, resting briefly before sinking below.
Li Changhen watched the slender willow leaf gradually submerge into the lake’s depths, her heart like the once calm lake surface rippling with waves, spreading layer upon layer.
"Did you come for this?"
Li Changhen’s red lips parted slightly, her voice trembling.
"I missed you, Sister!"
Zhou Chen lightly kissed Li Changhen’s cold yet beautiful cheek.
Between man and woman...
What else can they do besides this?
Should they simply sit across from each other, talking formally?
Isn’t that a waste of time?
Emotions need interaction.
Not just empty words.
A day later.
Zhou Chen took many pills and the Wandering Dragon Stepping on the Qun Secret Manual, placing them in Li Changhen’s hands:
"Sister, this is my gift to you. If you need anything, just tell me. No refusals!"
Seeing Li Changhen’s intent to reject, Zhou Chen bullied her once more.
"Sister, train well, I’ll visit you again someday!"
Now that Zhou Chen’s Immortal Dao cultivation has advanced to Golden Core Realm, he is eager for his Martial Dao cultivation to reach Primordial Pill Realm and thus practices diligently.
After guiding Qin Hongyu and Zhao Shiyong and comforting them, Zhou Chen and Hongzhu headed to Cyan Cloud Peak for daily intense training with Sect Leader Master.
Two strong Primordial Pill Realm cultivators, especially the sect leader who is quite unique, advanced quickly with Wind and Moon Points, gaining two million daily.
After all, Wind and Moon Treasure Mirror is supported by Ji Fengxia, Liu Ruyi, and Fire Demon, three Foundation Establishment Realm divine cultivations.
Miaotong and Hongxiu focus on cultivation techniques, immersing themselves in training through the Wind and Moon Atlas.
"Hmm, Sister Hongzhu, what’s going on..."
On that day.
Zhou Chen raised his head in surprise, licking the milk stain off his lips, looking unbelievably at Hongzhu.
He touched Hongzhu’s wrist, confirming she wasn’t pregnant.
"Isn’t it what you like most?"
Hongzhu gave a charming smile, mischievously gazing at Zhou Chen.
Clearly.
Hongzhu used a special pill – Milk Source Pill – introduced by Zhang Long to Zhou Chen once.
As the name implies.
It allows young maidens to function like a wet nurse.
"Actually, no need for pills, Sister Hongzhu."
Zhou Chen raised his hands, grinning: "I have Thunder Light Ruyi Hand, which isn’t just for healing, setting bones, and capturing, it has countless other magical uses!"
"So powerful? Perhaps you should let Sister Yuyao try it?"
Hongzhu’s eyes glinted mischievously as she glanced at Qing Yuyao, who blushes rose-red and is filled with emotion, her face full of mischief.
Good sisters should all be together.
What is fake sisterly affection?
When sisters take each other out, it’s not just eating, but introducing each other to men for fun.
When brothers gather, it’s not just eating, but inviting you to enjoy with women while having foot massages.
"You dare!"
Feeling Zhou Chen’s intense gaze, Qing Yuyao crossed her arms defensively, glaring at Zhou Chen.
"Sect Leader Master..."
Zhou Chen felt a fiery heat inside, hugged the Sect Leader Master, and kissed her face:
"Hungry, food!"
Under Zhou Chen’s persistent insistence, the hand Qing Yuyao was holding finally loosened, acquiescing to the mischief Zhou Chen wanted to do.
Zhou Chen’s Lu Shan’s Claw covered over, and Thunder Light Ruyi Hand was displayed.
Qing Yuyao felt warmth in her chest, as if a clear spring were flowing.
"This little scoundrel!"
Qing Yuyao sighed internally; she never would have imagined she would...
"Mm!"
Zhou Chen leaned over, his eyes bright.
"So fragrant!"
...
Time passed quietly.
Ten days went by.
Zhou Chen ate his fill every day at Hongzhu and the Sect Leader Master’s place. His cultivation was filled with motivation, energy brimming, progressing in the Immortal Dao, advancing by leaps and bounds.
In ten days, the Wind and Moon Points surged by twenty million.
Not far from reaching one hundred million.
Meanwhile.
All Heaven Mansion.
Celestial Sword Sect.
"Bloodline power?"
After Zhou Chen left that day, Sword Hero awakened a powerful force. Initially, she didn’t understand what it was.
But after some investigation during this period, she roughly figured out it was likely the awakening of a powerful bloodline.
With the help of this bloodline, her cultivation surged in just ten days, and unmatched martial arts naturally surfaced in her mind.
These unmatched martial arts, as long as she cultivated them, progressed astonishingly, as if she had already practiced them once, now just refining them again.
"Eight Desolates and Six Harmonies Saber, Celestial Desolate Tyrant Fist, Great Wilderness Heaven-Breaking Finger..."
Thinking of the unmatched martial arts emerging in her mind, Sword Hero thought of the Great Qian Court’s Eight Desolates Saber, Eight Desolates Fist, and Eight Desolates Finger.
Could it be that these three average martial arts were indeed simplified versions of these three unmatched martial arts?
The lower-grade martial arts practiced by court officials, Three-in-One Saber, Three Harmonies Fist, Three Harmonies Finger, and the mid-grade martial arts Six Harmonies Saber, Six Harmonies Fist, and Six Harmonies Finger, are simplified from Eight Desolates Saber, Eight Desolates Fist, and Eight Desolates Finger.
Sword Hero was pondering her relation with the Great Qian Royal Family.
Suddenly.
"Boom!"
Thunderous sounds came from the sky.
Everyone in the Celestial Sword Sect, including Sword Hero, lifted their heads.
Lo and behold, the sky was clear, not a cloud was in sight.
"What is this..."
Celestial Sword Sect Leader Jian Lingtian and many strong cultivators vaguely sensed something, their expressions turning serious, truly a tumultuous time.
Cyan Cloud Sect produced a True Inheritor from the Infinite Sword Sect, rising spectacularly.
Not long ago, a Dao Golden Core prodigy appeared within the Celestial Sword Sect’s jurisdiction, attracting countless strong cultivators, leaving him cautious and nervous, afraid of inadvertently falling into disaster.
Celestial Sword Sect, in Qingzhou, counted as a top sect.
But within the Great Qian Dynasty, it was only considered a second-rate sect, utterly insignificant.
Soon.
The spot Sword Hero, Jian Lingtian, and others gazed upon.
The void rippled like water.
Immediately followed.
A large Red Gold Phoenix Head slowly emerged from that watery void.
Jian Lingtian was startled, initially thinking it was a divine beast.
But after a blink, he realized his mistake.
It was an immensely large and luxurious flying ship.
The ship was seven stories tall, over a thousand zhang long, a hundred zhang high, spanning the void like a giant, suppressing the four corners, the impact and shock, not less than seeing a divine beast phoenix.
Standing on the ship were many beautiful fair maidens, holding regalia, dignified and solemn.
A breathtaking beauty among them, dressed in a golden phoenix robe, her eyes deep, stood calmly at the ship’s bow.
"Gasp!"
"So beautiful!"
"Is this a fairy descending to the mortal world?"
"This woman should only exist in the heavens, rarely seen on earth!"
Numerous disciples of Celestial Sword Sect trembled, their eyes captivated, feeling as if their souls were being drawn away.
Many disciples of Celestial Sword Sect dedicated themselves to the sword.
With no thoughts of women, their swordplay was naturally divine.
Yet at this moment.
Even those normally indifferent to women felt an irresistible urge to sacrifice everything for her.
Such beauty!
The skin of the woman was like jade, smooth and delicate, glowing red and white, shiny, her graceful figure awe-inspiring, slender waist, rounded and smooth.
Especially those long legs, supple and light, seemingly a masterpiece crafted painstakingly by heaven, standing there, her proud posture unparalleled, leaving all flowers pale by comparison.
With celestial beauty and jade-like qualities, boundless charm, regal magnificence, transcending the mundane, causing shock and admiration, in this Great Thousand Worlds, amidst this Red Dust, such an awe-inspiringly beautiful and captivating woman exists.
Above the woman’s head, a large flag unfurled in the wind.
On the flag was embroidered a golden character ’Qian’.
"They’re court officials!"
Jian Lingtian was shocked, puzzled as to why court officials came to his Celestial Sword Sect.
At this moment.
The unrivaled beauty’s dignified countenance moved slightly, she lowered her head, her commanding gaze looking downward.
In an instant, it felt like limitless power was pressing down. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
Jian Lingtian let out a muffled grunt, retreating wildly, troubled internally, terrified.
"So frightening!"
Just a glance made it unbearable for him.
Thud!
The Celestial Sword Sect disciples, captivated by her beauty, turned pale, thumping to their knees.
"I am Jian Lingtian, Sect Leader of Celestial Sword Sect. I’ve met the Fairy, may I ask what brings the Fairy here?"
Jian Lingtian bowed respectfully.
Despite the unfavorable relations between the court and sects, they maintained harmony publicly, akin to the relationship between emperors and vassals.
Moreover, the person before them was not someone Celestial Sword Sect could afford to offend.
Though Jian Lingtian did not know her identity or prowess, she was unquestionably beyond his imagination, capable of annihilating Celestial Sword Sect with a flip of her hand.
The woman did not glance at Jian Lingtian.
Her voluptuous and proud figure trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes glistening, gazing directly at Sword Hero, her voice trembling:
"Xiong’er!"
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