Chapter 136: Yun Wanshang:

Lu Changsheng didn’t expect Xiao Xiyue to come back to him so quickly.Looking at the celestially beautiful Xiao Xiyue before him, dressed in a long white moon-colored gown, with exquisite features and an aloof, out-of-this-world elegance, Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt in his heart. After all, looking back now, the method he proposed seemed a bit of a harebrained scheme. Who asks someone to cultivate that way? However, thinking of the peerless beauty before him, like a fairy descended from the Broad Cold Moon Palace, attempting to cultivate as he suggested, Lu Changsheng felt a smoldering fire raging in his dantian. “Daoist friend Xiao, does my method prove effective?” Lu Changsheng reined in his straying thoughts and asked with a serious expression. “Yes.” Xiao Xiyue said softly. The simple, chilly words were full of allure, inviting imagination. “It’s good to be of help to a Daoist Friend,” said Lu Changsheng, letting out a light breath. Though feeling a tinge of disappointment, he had resolved this troublesome matter with Xiao Xiyue. After all, if he really had to lend a personal hand, it would have been more trouble than it’s worth, and could easily lead to complications. “But Xiyue can sense that this effect alone is insufficient to break through the bottleneck. Daoist Friend Lu’s further assistance is needed,” Xiao Xiyue’s ample bosom rose and fell slightly as her roseate lips parted. Ripples appeared in her usually calm, chilly eyes, indicating her inner state was hardly as tranquil as her outward appearance. After all, the supreme obliviousness to passion does not mean true absence of emotion, but rather transcendence of feelings through the Dao, unmoved by emotional turmoil. Of course, she had yet to cultivate to such lofty realms. Upon hearing this, the corner of Lu Changsheng’s mouth twitched. He didn’t expect Xiao Xiyue would still need his help, which meant the previous method had some effect, but was insufficient. He didn’t speak. The situation remained: he could certainly lend a hand, but the gains did not justify the cost. It was more trouble than it was worth. Xiao Xiyue saw Lu Changsheng’s hesitation and understood. Though naive about worldly matters, she was no blank slate. She realized her request caused Lu Changsheng’s misgivings, likely fearing this affair could bring troubles upon himself. “Daoist friend Lu, Xiyue knows this matter inconveniences you,” she said. “If you’re willing to assist, Xiyue will be immensely grateful and offer recompense, or you may state any request.” “Furthermore, Xiyue can make a solemn dao oath: regardless of whether this affair of passion succeeds or fails, no blame shall fall on Daoist friend Lu. Xiyue alone will bear all consequences, so you can rest assured.” Xiao Xiyue looked at Lu Changsheng, her chilly eyes showing a tinge of blushing red determination. Now that the chance for a breakthrough was before her, even her serene, oblivious heart could hardly suppress this urgency. Hearing this, Lu Changsheng pursed his lips. Xiao Xiyue’s sincerity was evident. He was quite satisfied to see her take such an active initiative. Though a dao oath was no panacea, for someone like Xiao Xiyue solely devoted to cultivation, it provided reassuring surety. Since she insisted so, he felt he could accept. After all, he hadn’t intended for her to get pregnant immediately anyway. With his mind made up, Lu Changsheng said, “Since Daoist Friend Xiao insists so, I have no reason to refuse.” “There’s no need for lavish gifts. I only hope Daoist Friend Xiao will agree to do me a favor in the future. However, I haven’t quite decided what it will be yet. I’ll let you know when I have it figured out,” Lu Changsheng said. In his view, since he was helping Xiao Xiyue overcome this passion tribulation through such an intimate act, she was more or less like a child’s mother to him now. It wasn’t convenient to take her home as a wife right now, but that wouldn’t be an issue once he grew more powerful in the future. Considering Xiao Xiyue’s current icy demeanor, she might become an emotionless icicle if her cultivation succeeded. So it was best to plant a seed first. After all, Lu Changsheng was not one to force anyone. Hearing this, Xiao Xiyue’s exquisite brows furrowed slightly. Had it been someone else making such a request, she would have refused. It was akin to hanging a sword over one’s head, making it difficult to cultivate wholeheartedly. But considering this related to her grand Dao opportunity and the karmic matters of this passion tribulation, as well as her interactions with Lu Changsheng recently, she felt she could trust his character. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have revealed this passion tribulation matter to him. She nodded. “As long as it does not violate my Dao heart, when the time comes and you make your request, Xiao Xiyue will devote her full efforts to fulfilling it.” Xiao Xiyue spoke solemnly, then raised her hand to make a vow: regardless of whether she succeeded or failed in this passion tribulation, no blame would fall on Lu Changsheng. She alone would bear any karmic consequences. “Having a few kids probably doesn’t violate the Dao heart, right?” Lu Changsheng mused inwardly as he watched Xiao Xiyue’s solemn oath. He nodded slightly and asked, “How does Daoist Friend Xiao wish to proceed?” Xiao Xiyue was briefly taken aback by his question. She understood this passion tribulation involved male-female desires and her own sensual urges. But as for how to actually begin, she was at a loss. In this area, she was utterly ignorant. The next moment, Lu Changsheng’s handsome face moved closer. A soft, hot breath drifted towards her lips, capturing them in a sensual kiss. “Mmm…” Two red blushes blossomed on Xiao Xiyue’s jade-like face, as fair as a blooming snow lotus. Her delicate heart skipped a beat, wanting to push Lu Changsheng away. But the surging shyness and desire within drove her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique into operation, suppressing her instinctive behavior. Her eyelashes fluttered, hiding her embarrassment. Her expression was one of helpless bewilderment, submitting to Lu Changsheng’s advances. The passionate breath pried open the gateway of her teeth, intensifying these unfamiliar emotions into an overpowering torrent that nearly overwhelmed her self-control. “No, I cannot…” A moment later, Xiao Xiyue felt her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique failing as a soft moan escaped her nostrils. She weakly protested. Her exquisite features were flushed red, her tender body growing weaker by the moment. She seemed powerless to resist, almost collapsing into Lu Changsheng’s embrace. After a while, Lu Changsheng held the slender, curvaceous Xiao Xiyue and gently asked, “Daoist Friend Xiao, is this the desired effect?” Xiao Xiyue’s brows were slightly lowered, her roseate lips parted with a faint “Mmm…” The sunlight filtering through the pavilion windows bathed her jade-like, snowily beautiful face in a rosy blush, lending an intoxicated, bewitching aura to her saintly, alluring appearance. As her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique took effect, Xiao Xiyue gradually suppressed the surging tides of desire. “Shall we continue, Daoist Friend Xiao?” Lu Changsheng pulled her slender waist closer, breathing in the fragrance of her tresses as he asked. He found this immortal lady Xiyue’s appearance quite fascinating. Normally, she appeared aloof and coldly arrogant, like the unreachable bright moon hanging high in the nine heavens – pristine, serene, untouchable – someone one could only admire from afar without daring any profane thoughts. Yet with the slightest intimacy, she became like a shy young maiden, her face flushed red, her tender body growing weak. Once the intimacy ceased, she gradually reverted to her transcendent, celestial demeanor. “Wait, wait a moment,” Xiao Xiyue’s exquisite phoenix eyes held a coy, moon-like allure as the man embraced her slender waist, taking in the fragrance of her raven tresses. She spoke softly. She could sense that by merely being held like this, breathing in Lu Changsheng’s masculine scent, her heart found it difficult to remain calm. Lu Changsheng didn’t respond, simply holding this tall, delicate beauty, savoring her exquisite charms. After all, he was merely assisting her cultivation – an act of compassion akin to a physician saving a life, nobler than building a seven-level monastery. The immortal man and maiden embraced like a pair of celestial lovers, frozen in stillness together. An indeterminate time passed before Xiao Xiyue’s emotions settled and she grew accustomed to Lu Changsheng’s surrounding aura and embrace. Then, the immortal maiden’s roseate lips gently parted as she took the initiative, lifting her aloof, jade-like face and rising slightly on tiptoe in her embroidered white shoes. Their lips met, eyes drifting shut. During this, Xiao Xiyue’s cheeks started blushing again. This was her first time initiating a kiss, after her first experience being kissed. She could only shyly accept it, submitting to Lu Changsheng’s lead, unable to take an active role herself. Her inner desires surged wildly, driving her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique into frantic operation. Her exquisite face flushed deeply, the rosy blush spreading from her cheeks to her ears and neck. Soon, the tiptoes in her embroidered shoes began to weaken as her tender body grew faint. But just then, as Xiao Xiyue was lost in blissful intoxication, she suddenly felt as if struck by a thunderbolt. With a soft cry of shock, her slender body went completely limp, her entire being shuddering as the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique failed completely. “No, I cannot…” The immortal beauty’s flushed face was crimson as blood. Feeling an unfamiliar sensation from her chest area, her legs grew weak as she quickly gasped out in protest, trying to halt Lu Changsheng’s actions. There was a soft “Tsk!” sound as their lips parted, a long silvery strand stretched between like an unbroken strand of intertwined karma. “Haa…haa…haa…” Xiao Xiyue panted, her breath as fragrant as orchids. She gently wiped the corners of her lips with a trembling jade hand, feigning composure as she said, “Daoist Friend Lu, that’s enough for today.” She felt this was progressing too quickly – she needed time to fully process this experience. Yet despite her words, she remained nestled trembling in Lu Changsheng’s embrace, unable to extricate herself. “Very well, as you wish,” Lu Changsheng looked down at the beauty in his arms – face flushed, lips full and glistening – her inability to control herself rather amusing. This immortal maiden’s fighting power is really too weak, he mused. If this is the case, her path of cultivation will indeed be extremely long. Soon, Xiao Xiyue regained a bit of composure. She cupped her hands towards Lu Changsheng before stumbling away on unsteady feet. Watching the flustered maiden’s hurried departure, Lu Changsheng chuckled softly and lifted his fingers to his nose, inhaling deeply. He could still detect the fragrance of a hundred blossoms. One had to admit, this immortal maiden was quite substantial – his future children certainly wouldn’t go hungry. “Phew!” Lu Changsheng exhaled, feeling the effects of assisting the maiden’s cultivation left his own mind in mild disarray. He would need to seek out his wives to help settle himself. After returning to her room, Xiao Xiyue had her maidservant draw a tub of bathwater for her ablutions. Soaking alone in the petal-filled tub, she murmured to herself, “Is it worth it?” During the recent cultivation session, her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique had nearly failed completely. Her state of mind had reverted to her former lively, uninhibited self, her resolute heart wavering slightly. She questioned herself – was this path truly worth traversing for the sake of immortal cultivation? A flicker of bewilderment shone in Xiao Xiyue’s eyes as she recalled joining the Blue Cloud Sect, her master Yun Wanshang imparting the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique which she had unhesitatingly and firmly chosen. She remembered the arduous years of bitter cultivation that followed, her descent for worldly experience, and revealing her passion tribulation matters to Lu Changsheng. She was acutely aware that this had all been by her own choice, faithful to her innate nature. “It is worth it, all worth it!” Xiao Xiyue’s eyes cleared as the doubts, hesitation and regrets dissipated from her heart. With the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique in operation again, her chilly moon-like gaze returned as she murmured with tranquil yet unyielding determination, “I will succeed!” The clarity in her heart allowed her to sense a subtle shift in her own realm. In the time that followed, Lu Changsheng and Xiao Xiyue remained secluded in the manor, continuing their cultivation. With Lu Changsheng’s guidance during this period, Xiao Xiyue’s Supreme Forgetfulness Technique advanced by leaps and bounds. No longer did she simply accept his intimate actions with closed eyes – she would shyly reciprocate to a small degree. When her ample bosom was caressed, though still flustered, she no longer lost control of her technique and could gradually master restraining her sensual urges. It was Lu Changsheng who suffered in this process. Initially, he had simply viewed it as assisting the immortal maiden’s cultivation – helping his future child’s mother, so to speak. But in truth, it became a mutual cultivation for him as well, testing his own restraint. Thankfully, he had his wives in the manor, otherwise who could withstand such exquisite torment? During this time, at the Blue Cloud Sect’s Rainbow Peak, the resplendent palace held Yun Wanshang in meditative seated form, engaged in alchemy. An emerald spirit pill furnace pulsed with vibrant life, slowly revolving over her head. As a Core Formation cultivator, certain crafting skills were well within her abilities. Though far from a grandmaster, she was still a second-rank alchemy adept. “Condense!” With mudra seals, she channeled her spiritual energy into the furnace. A stream of spirit pills emerged, half of them dull and burnt – wasted products of a failed batch. “What’s wrong with me today?” Yun Wanshang frowned at the flawed pills. “My mind has been unsettled during alchemy – could Xiyue have encountered some trouble?” Sensing no danger to her disciple’s life through their spiritual link, she produced a jade talisman – one half of a communication soul pair. Though incapable of conveying detailed messages, basic signals could be sent between the attuned talismans. Channeling her spiritual sense, Yun Wanshang sent an inquiry pulse through to Xiao Xiyue regarding her situation. Back at the Lu Family manor in one of the secluded courtyards, the sounds of splashing water echoed through the chamber. Xiao Xiyue sat in the bathtub, her raven tresses tied up loosely. With delicate hands, she scooped up the petal-strewn hot water, gently washing away imaginary traces from her snowy skin. Though her exquisite, chilly beauty appeared serene, her glistening moon-like eyes trembled subtly, betraying an inner turmoil. She had thought that after so many days of cultivation, her state of mind would have greatly improved, able to control these wayward emotions. Yet under Lu Changsheng’s childishly provocative actions, her dao heart was shaken again. But she did not truly reject such behavior within. Or rather, she did not reject Lu Changsheng’s actions. She understood he was assisting her cultivation progress. And the sensations it induced only further convinced her that Lu Changsheng embodied the opportunity, the catalyst for her breakthrough. “Hmm?” Xiao Xiyue’s spiritual sense stirred as she gestured, retrieving a jade talisman from a nearby spatial pouch. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ɴøvᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality. Seeing her master’s caring message on the talisman brought warmth to her heart, a gentle softness to her eyes. She knew her master worried about her solitary world-experience trip. She immediately sent a reply, indicating she was well, urging her master not to worry. Though she had words she wished to share in person, the talisman could only convey simple messages. At the same time. In a second-level cave in Qingluan Fairy City. “Fairy Caiyun disciple Xiao Xiyue went out alone to practice.” A young man in his twenties, wearing a bright red brocade robe and with a somewhat feminine and strange face, looked at the message in his hand. His lips curled in a cold smirk. “My cheap master went to ambush Yun Wanshang and never came back.” “Now he sent me a message, asking me to ambush this disciple of Fairy Caiyun, haha.” “But considering the spirit stone offered, I suppose I can make the trip. After all, she’s just a measly Qi Refining cultivator.” “And if Yun Wanshang accepted her as a disciple, she must have rare talents,” He murmured greedily, the crumbling message radiating malicious intent as he departed his abode. In the Lu Family manor courtyard, the crisp notes of a guqin zither echoed, Xiao Xiyue’s pale hands plucking the strings with celestial grace. The melody was haunting, yet slightly discordant to the trained ear – clearly the musician’s mind was ill at ease. With a sigh, Xiao Xiyue stilled her Playing. Her breathtaking beauty grew distant, a flush rising to her cheeks. Just recalling recent events stirred surges of desire that drove her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique into operation once more. After Lu Changsheng’s erosive intimacies over the past days, yesterday during her cultivation…he had hiked up her white dress, exposing her to an unfamiliar yet burning, moistly electrifying sensation in that hidden place between her thighs. It blossomed like a hundred fragrant flowers in springtime, invitingly dewy, the petals quivering with wanton ripples as if begging pollination, unendingly. The shame, flustered confusion, thumping heart and overwhelming avalanche of indescribable sensations had left her completely unraveled, as if broken, unable to compose herself – a far cry from her controlled prior experiences. Even now, her heart could not settle fully from the lingering turmoil. And then again yesterday… Xiao Xiyue’s gaze drifted to her silk-stockinged feet peeking from her embroidered shoes. Those usually chilly, moonlike eyes now rippled gently like raindrops on a lake’s surface. Just as she prepared to call on her Supreme Forgetfulness Technique to regain calm, a knocking sounded at the door. Xiao Xiyue knew it was Lu Changsheng. This secluded courtyard was the only place Lu Changsheng would visit her. “Will we begin cultivation again today?” Xiao Xiyue’s heart fluttered with apprehension, yet subtle anticipation. “Daoist Friend Xiao.” Lu Changsheng smiled at the snowy-robed, celestial beauty before the guqin – a moonlit immortal fairy to grace the Nine Heavens. “Daoist Friend Lu, you’ve come?” Xiao Xiyue’s chilly countenance brightened as she regarded the youth, wondering how he would guide her cultivation this day. “Daoist Friend Xiao, I’ve been away for some time now, but there are matters at Qingzhu Mountain that require my return,” Lu Changsheng explained. “So in the days ahead, I’ll be unable to continue our cultivation sessions.” He had arrived early in the Ruyi Region for this appointment. But after nearly two months away, he needed to go back home to inform his wives and handle affairs at his spirit talisman shop. Though the daily cultivation with the immortal maiden brought him equal parts torment and rapture, he could not neglect his family and true obligations. Moreover, their cultivation could hardly conclude quickly. He could not remain at her side while she slowly progressed. “It’s okay,” Xiao Xiyue nodded. She understood Lu Changsheng spent most of his time in the immortal realms, only occasionally visiting the mortal world – this extended sojourn being solely for the matter of assisting her breakthrough. “I’m grateful for your efforts these days, Daoist Friend Lu,” she said softly. “Think nothing of it. I should be able to return in around a month’s time,” Lu Changsheng smiled. Though torturous at times, he had tasted enough sweetness to find it worthwhile. “Then let me accompany you to Qingzhu Mountain. If I recall, the markets of Hongye Valley are nearby.” “That way, it will be more convenient for you to come and go. No need to make the trip twice. Besides, after these days of insight, I wish to walk the immortal realms for a bit.” Xiao Xiyue felt a tinge of guilt for the lengths Lu Changsheng had gone to aid her breakthrough. “Very well, we can depart right away then,” Lu Changsheng agreed, seeing the merits. The half-day journey from Qingzhu Mountain to Hongye Valley would be far easier together. Remaining in the mortal world, without a spirit vein to commune with, would only hinder his cultivation. Though Lu Changsheng made no mention of further cultivation sessions, Xiao Xiyue felt an inexplicable wisp of disappointment she quickly submerged beneath her composure. “Alright,” she simply nodded. Shortly after, having informed his wives and children, Lu Changsheng and Xiao Xiyue took to the air on flying mounts, departing Ruyi Region for the markets of Hongye Valley.