At this moment, Yushan had already parted ways with Qiao San, while the Rogue King led the Fox Queen out of the Gate of Nine Depths.
No sooner had they crossed over those two stone pillars than Ghost Ji and the fox maidens surrounded them. Qiao San immediately spotted the weakened Ye Nu in Ghost Ji’s arms, and asked with curiosity and concern, “What happened to Ye Nu? She was fine earlier!”
“Not long after you went inside, she suddenly fainted. She just woke up briefly a while ago. It might be due to nervousness and her naturally weak body.”
Before Ghost Ji finished speaking, Ye Nu had already struggled to stand on her own, taking a heavy breath. Her voice trembled as she said, “It’s nothing. It’s an old problem I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried every miraculous pill and potion, but it never fully heals—nor does it kill me.”
Ye Nu’s heavy voice grew softer as she spoke, and just as self-doubt threatened to rise again, Qiao San abruptly interrupted her sigh, stubbornly declaring, “There’s no illness in the world that cannot be cured. I’ve heard the Jade Pond Snow Lotus can cure all diseases. Since we’re going to pick some, I’ll just pick an extra one this time.”
The Rogue King’s boldness perfectly matched the fox maidens’ nature, and the beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but cast dreamy, seductive glances, longing to merge with the Saint King of Defiance. Although the Fox Queen felt a little worried, recalling that Qiao San possessed the miraculous Ten-Sun Body, she joined the other girls in laughter, swaying like blooming flowers.
The sight of so many beauties dazzled Qiao San, but suddenly, a leap in his heart made him abruptly recall Gou Yuan’s ever-changing grace.
“Husband, is the National Teacher beautiful?” Ghost Ji, pressed closely to the man’s body, was the most sensitive to the shift in Qiao San’s heart.
“Beautiful, incredibly beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San immediately appeared somewhat dazed, completely missing the hint of jealousy in Ghost Ji’s eyes and eyebrows.
“Then what does she look like?” The jealous ghost girl’s curiosity was strong. As she pinched her lover hard, she eagerly pressed on with detailed questions, “What’s the shape of her face, how tall is she…”
“I… don’t know!”
At this moment, the Jade Fan had already parted ways with Qiao San, while the King of Rogues led the Fox Queen out of the Gate of Nine Nethers.
As soon as they stepped past the two stone pillars, the Ghost Princess and the fox maidens surrounded them. Qiao San immediately noticed the extremely weak Night Girl in the Ghost Princess’s arms and asked with curiosity and concern, “What happened to Night Girl? She was fine just a moment ago!”
“She suddenly fainted not long after you entered. She just woke up a while ago. It might be due to extreme tension and her already frail body,” the Ghost Princess explained.
Before she could finish, Night Girl struggled to stand on her own, taking a deep breath. Her voice trembled as she said, “It’s nothing. It’s an old ailment I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried all kinds of miraculous medicines, but it can’t be cured, and it won’t kill me either.”
Night Girl’s voice grew heavier and lower, and just as her self-doubt was about to resurface, Qiao San abruptly interrupted her sigh, declaring boldly, “There’s no illness in the world that can’t be cured. I’ve heard that the Snow Lotus of the Jade Pool can cure all diseases. Since I’m going to pick it anyway, I’ll pick an extra one this time.”
The rogue’s bravado perfectly matched the fox maidens’ nature, and the beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but gaze at him with infatuation, wishing they could merge with the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord. Although the Fox Queen was slightly worried, she thought of Qiao San’s miraculous Ten-Yang Body and laughed along with her daughters, her laughter as delicate as a flower.
The sight of so many beautiful women dazzled Qiao San, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he abruptly remembered the ever-changing grace of Gou Yuan.
“My lord, is the State Preceptor beautiful?” The Ghost Princess, being in close contact with him, could sense the changes in Qiao San’s heart.
“Beautiful, extremely beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San immediately became somewhat dazed, completely oblivious to the jealousy in the Ghost Princess’s eyes.
“What does she look like?” The jealous ghost’s curiosity was also piqued. She pinched her lover fiercely while earnestly pressing for details. “What kind of face does she have? How tall is she?”
“I… I don’t know!”
After this dazed reply, the rogue suddenly realized something and exclaimed in shock, “Ah, I can’t remember her appearance at all. How can this be?”
“The Formless Heart Technique! My lord, it’s because Gou Yuan has mastered this unparalleled art!”
The Fox Queen, unusually solemn, spoke with infinite awe, “Legend has it that before heaven and earth were separated, the ancient gods and demons comprehended a technique in the chaos of the void. Those who master this technique not only possess boundless power but also achieve immortality!”
“Shh—” Everyone couldn’t help but let out a sigh of longing.
Immortality—this was the shared dream of humans, gods, and demons. Although gods and demons claimed to live as long as heaven and earth, very few could truly achieve it. Even a demon king like the Fox Queen could only live for ten thousand years at most, which was nothing compared to true immortality.
“Mother, can the Formless Heart Technique really grant immortality? How does one cultivate it?” The fox maidens gathered around, their eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly. “If I had seen the Formless Technique, that would be great! I’ve only heard that the State Preceptor knows this divine art, and apart from the Demon King, no one has ever seen her true face!”
The moonlight of the underworld soon arrived, but Qiao San, holding the Ghost Princess, had no desire for pleasure. The rogue’s mind was in turmoil all night, thinking about many things. Suddenly, a human-shaped phantom appeared before him—a phantom so beautiful that it could exhaust the most beautiful words in the world, yet it filled him with an extremely dangerous premonition.
“Ah!” The Ten-Yang Pearl continuously warned its master, and Qiao San’s heart was in turmoil, but he still walked step by step toward the phantom, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to sink into this “perfect beauty,” suddenly, an ugly face appeared out of nowhere. The unique appearance of Night Girl startled the King of Rogues, and he let out a loud cry, abruptly waking up from the dream!
The next day, the Palace of Nine Nethers began mobilizing troops, bustling with activity. However, the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord, the commander-in-chief, “deserted his post” and flew with Night Girl to the Southern Gate General’s Mansion.
As soon as Qiao San stepped into the mansion, an excited figure hurried to greet him. The female demoness was still as voluptuous and beautiful as ever, but she seemed like a hidden sun, her radiant aura suppressed beneath a veil of sorrow.
“Sister Mei!” A thousand words were stuck in his heart, and Qiao San’s chest warmed, but he couldn’t speak.
“Brother!” Tears of excitement welled up in her large, beautiful eyes. The female demoness tightly grasped Qiao San’s trembling hands. The joy of reuniting after a calamity diluted many intangible things. The man and woman were so close that they could hear each other’s breaths.
“Ah!” The moment their hands clasped, the female demoness’s heart suddenly tightened, as if a dam had burst. The uncontrollable flood surged violently, instantly ravaging the unprepared world of the radiant beauty.
A surge of heat arose where their hands met, simultaneously penetrating both the man’s and the woman’s hearts. With a subtle change in their thoughts, Qiao San’s breathing became irresistibly rapid, while the female demoness was suddenly startled, seeing a part of her heart she dared not face.
The awareness of being a wife flashed a hint of shame in the eyes of the stunning flower spirit. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such an unworthy impulse. Gritting her teeth, the self-reproaching beauty of the underworld quickly calmed down.
“Brother, quickly think of a way to save your brother Ying!” As she spoke, the female demoness’s jade hand subtly slid outward, and her tall, voluptuous body slightly twisted as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, Qiao San was filled with joy. Instinctively, he tightened his grip, actually catching the female demoness’s retreating hand.
This act of the rogue was absolutely instinctive. The softness pressed against his palm, and the female demoness couldn’t help but blush, her heart pounding wildly. She never expected Brother Qiao to act so boldly while awake!
“Sister Mei, I…” A moment later, the rogue hurriedly released her hands, stammering awkwardly, unsure how to explain his out-of-line behavior.
An unusual silence suddenly descended. The man and woman were both in turmoil. The female demoness didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately remained silent. Their gazes were cautious, like mischievous children chasing and evading each other.
Silence was certainly not a good way to solve the problem. Ambiguity swirled in this strange quiet, like spring vines tightly entwining the hearts of the man and woman.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The scream could only swirl in her heart, and the plea was always surrounded by shyness. The strange reaction of her body made the female demoness even more afraid. In her panic, she actually left the decision in Qiao San’s hands.
How could Qiao San “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill? His fiery gaze made the ambiguity come even more fiercely.
“Heavenly Heart Formless Art! Master, because Gou Yuan cultivates this extraordinary technique!”
The Fox Queen spoke with rare solemnity, her voice filled with infinite admiration, “Legend has it that in the primordial chaos before heaven and earth were separated, ancient gods and demons discovered a technique. Those who fully master it not only possess boundless magical power but also achieve immortality!”
“Shhh—” Everyone involuntarily let out a sound of longing!
At this moment, the Jade Fan had already parted ways with Qiao San, while the King of Rogues led the Fox Queen out of the Gate of Nine Netherworlds.
As soon as they stepped past the two stone pillars, the Ghost Princess and the fox maidens gathered around. Qiao San immediately noticed the extremely weak Night Girl in the Ghost Princess’s arms and asked with curiosity and concern, “What happened to Night Girl? She was fine just a while ago!”
“She suddenly fainted not long after you went in. She just woke up a moment ago. It might be due to too much tension and her frail body,” the Ghost Princess explained.
Before she could finish, Night Girl struggled to stand on her own, taking a deep breath. Her voice trembled as she said, “It’s nothing. It’s an old ailment I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried all kinds of miraculous medicines, but it never gets better, and it won’t kill me either.”
Night Girl’s voice grew heavier and lower, and just as her self-doubt was about to surface, Qiao San abruptly interrupted her sigh, saying forcefully, “There’s no illness in the world that can’t be cured. I’ve heard that the Snow Lotus of the Jade Pool can cure all diseases. Since we’re going to pick it anyway, I’ll pick an extra one this time.”
The rogue’s boldness perfectly matched the nature of the fox maidens, and the beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but cast flirtatious glances, wishing they could merge with the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord. Although the Fox Queen was a bit worried, she thought of Qiao San’s miraculous Ten-Yang Body and laughed along with her daughters, their laughter like blooming flowers.
The sight of so many beautiful women dazzled Qiao San, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he abruptly remembered the ever-changing charm of Gou Yuan.
“My lord, is the State Preceptor beautiful?” The Ghost Princess, being in close contact with the man, could sense the changes in Qiao San’s heart.
“Beautiful, extremely beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San immediately became somewhat dazed, completely oblivious to the jealousy in the Ghost Princess’s eyes.
“What does she look like?” The jealous ghost’s curiosity was also piqued. She pinched her lover fiercely while earnestly asking, “What’s her face shape? How tall is she…”
“I… don’t know!”
After the dazed reply, the rogue suddenly exclaimed in shock, “Ah, I can’t remember her appearance at all. How could this be?”
“The Formless Heart Technique! My lord, because Gou Yuan has mastered this unparalleled art!”
The Fox Queen, unusually solemn, said with infinite admiration, “Legend has it that before the heavens and earth were separated, the ancient gods and demons comprehended a technique in the chaos of the void. Those who master this technique not only possess boundless power but also achieve immortality!”
“Shh—” Everyone let out a collective sigh of longing!
Immortality—this was the shared dream of humans, gods, and demons. While gods and demons claimed to live as long as the heavens and earth, few could truly achieve it. Even a demon king like the Fox Queen could only live for ten thousand years at most, a mere flicker compared to true immortality.
“Mother, can the Formless Heart Technique really grant immortality? How does one cultivate it?” The fox maidens gathered around, their eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly. “If I had seen the Formless Heart Technique, that would be great! I’ve only heard that the State Preceptor knows this divine art, and aside from the Demon King, no one has ever seen her true face!”
The moonlight of the underworld soon arrived, but Qiao San, holding the Ghost Princess, had no heart for pleasure. The rogue’s mind was in turmoil all night, thinking of many things. Suddenly, a human-shaped phantom appeared before him, a phantom that could exhaust the most beautiful words in the human world, but it filled the man with an extremely dangerous premonition.
“Ah!” The Ten-Yang Pearl continuously warned its master, and Qiao San’s heart was in a struggle, but he still walked step by step toward the phantom, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to sink into “pure beauty,” suddenly, an ugly face appeared out of nowhere. The unique appearance of Night Girl startled the King of Rogues, and he let out a loud cry, abruptly waking from his dream!
The next day, the Palace of Nine Netherworlds began mobilizing troops and was bustling with activity, but the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord, as the commander, “deserted his post” and flew with Night Girl to the Southern Gate General’s Mansion.
As soon as Qiao San stepped into the mansion, an excited figure hurried to greet him. The female demon was still as voluptuous and beautiful as ever, but she seemed like a hidden sun, her radiant aura suppressed beneath a cloud of sorrow.
“Sister Mei!” A thousand words were stuck in his heart, and Qiao San’s chest warmed, but he couldn’t speak.
“Brother!” Tears of excitement welled up in her large, beautiful eyes. The female demon tightly grasped Qiao San’s equally trembling hands. The joy of reuniting after a calamity diluted many intangible things, and the man and woman were so close that their breaths could be heard.
“Ah!” The moment their hands clasped, the female demon’s heart suddenly contracted, as if a dam had collapsed, and the uncontrollable flood surged violently, instantly ravaging the unprepared world of the radiant beauty.
A surge of heat arose where their hands met, simultaneously entering the hearts of both the man and the woman. With a subtle change in their thoughts, Qiao San’s breathing became irresistibly rapid, while the female demon was suddenly startled, seeing a part of her heart she dared not face.
The awareness of being a married woman made the stunning flower spirit’s eyes flash with shame. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such an unworthy impulse. Gritting her teeth, the self-reproaching beauty of the underworld quickly calmed down.
“Brother, quickly think of a way to save your brother Ying!” As she spoke, the female demon’s jade hand subtly slid outward, and her tall, voluptuous body slightly twisted as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, Qiao San was overjoyed and instinctively tightened his grip, catching the female demon’s retreating jade hand.
The rogue’s action was absolutely instinctive. The softness pressed against his palm, and the female demon couldn’t help but blush, her heart pounding wildly. She never expected that Brother Qiao would act so boldly while awake!
“Sister Mei, I…” A moment later, the rogue hurriedly released her hands, stammering awkwardly, not knowing how to explain his out-of-line behavior.
An unusual silence suddenly descended. The man and woman were both in turmoil. The female demon didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately remained silent. Their gazes were cautious, like mischievous children chasing and fleeing, stopping and moving.
Silence was certainly not a good way to solve the problem. Ambiguity swirled in this strange quiet, like spring vines tightly entwining the hearts of the man and woman.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The scream could only swirl in her heart, and the plea was always surrounded by shyness. The strange reaction of her body made the female demon even more afraid. In her panic, she actually handed the decision-making power to Qiao San.
Qiao San would never “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill. His fiery gaze made the ambiguity come even more fiercely.
“Mother, can the Heavenly Heart Formless Art really grant immortality? How does one cultivate it?” The fox maidens gathered around eagerly, their eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly, “If only I had seen the Formless Art myself! I only heard that the National Teacher practices this divine technique, and no one, except the Ten Thousand Demon King, has ever seen her true face!”
The earthly moonlight soon arrived. Qiao San held Ghost Ji in his arms but had no heart for pleasure. The rogue man’s mind was in turmoil all night long, thinking deeply. Suddenly, a human-shaped illusion appeared before his eyes—a vision so beautiful it exhausted all the finest words in the human language, yet it gave the man a strong sense of danger.
“Uh!” The Ten-Sun Pearl continuously warned its master. Qiao San’s heart was torn, yet he still took step by step toward the illusion, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to sink into this “beauty,” suddenly an ugly face appeared out of nowhere. Ye Nu’s unique appearance startled the Rogue King into a scream, and he abruptly awoke from his dream!
At this moment, the Jade Fan had already separated from Qiao San, while the Rogue King led the Fox Queen out of the Gate of Nine Netherworlds.
As soon as they crossed the two stone pillars, the Ghost Princess and the fox maidens surrounded them. Qiao San immediately noticed the extremely weak Night Girl in the Ghost Princess’s arms and asked with curiosity and concern, “What happened to Night Girl? She was fine earlier!”
“She suddenly fainted not long after you entered. She just woke up a moment ago. It might be due to extreme tension and her frail body,” the Ghost Princess explained.
Before she could finish, Night Girl struggled to stand on her own, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, “It’s nothing. It’s an old ailment I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried all kinds of miraculous medicines, but it can’t be cured, and it won’t kill me either.”
Night Girl’s voice grew heavier and lower, as if self-doubt was about to surface again. Qiao San quickly interrupted her sigh and said forcefully, “There’s no illness in the world that can’t be cured. I’ve heard that the Snow Lotus of the Jade Pool can cure all diseases. Since I’m going to pick it anyway, I’ll pick an extra one this time.”
The rogue’s boldness perfectly matched the fox maidens’ nature. The beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but gaze at him with seductive eyes, wishing they could merge with the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord. Although the Fox Queen was slightly worried, she thought of Qiao San’s miraculous Ten Yang Body and laughed along with her daughters, her laughter as delicate as swaying flowers.
The sight of the beautiful women left Qiao San dazzled, but his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he abruptly remembered Gou Yuan’s ever-changing grace.
“My lord, is the State Preceptor beautiful?” The Ghost Princess, being in close contact with him, could sense the changes in Qiao San’s heart.
“Beautiful, extremely beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San immediately became somewhat dazed, completely oblivious to the jealousy in the Ghost Princess’s eyes.
“What does she look like?” The jealous ghost’s curiosity was also piqued. She pinched her lover fiercely while earnestly asking, “What’s her face shape? How tall is she?”
“I… I don’t know!”
After his dazed reply, Qiao San suddenly realized with a start and exclaimed, “Ah, I can’t remember her appearance at all. How could this be?”
“The Formless Heart Technique! Master, because Gou Yuan has cultivated this extraordinary art!” the Fox Queen said with rare solemnity, her voice filled with awe. “Legend has it that before heaven and earth were separated, ancient gods and demons comprehended a technique in the chaos of the void. Those who master this technique not only possess boundless power but also achieve immortality!”
“Shh—” Everyone couldn’t help but let out a collective sigh of longing.
Immortality—this was the shared dream of humans, gods, and demons. Although gods and demons claimed to live as long as heaven and earth, very few could truly achieve it. Even a demon king like the Fox Queen could only live for ten thousand years at most, which was like comparing a firefly to the moon when it came to true immortality.
“Mother, can the Formless Heart Technique really grant immortality? How does one cultivate it?” The fox maidens gathered around, their eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly. “If I had seen the Formless Heart Technique, that would be great! I’ve only heard that the State Preceptor knows this divine art, and aside from the Demon King, no one has ever seen her true face!”
The moonlight of the underworld soon arrived. Qiao San held the Ghost Princess but had no interest in indulging in pleasure. The rogue’s mind was in turmoil all night, thinking about many things. Suddenly, a human-shaped phantom appeared before him—a phantom so beautiful that it could exhaust the most beautiful words in the human language, yet it filled him with an intense sense of danger.
“Ah!” The Ten Yang Pearl continuously warned its master. Qiao San’s heart was in turmoil, but he still walked step by step toward the phantom, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to succumb to the “beauty,” a hideous face suddenly appeared. The unique appearance of Night Girl startled the Rogue King, and he let out a loud cry, abruptly waking from his dream!
The next day, the Palace of Nine Netherworlds began mobilizing troops and was bustling with activity. However, the Heaven-Defying Saint Lord, who was supposed to lead the army, “deserted” and flew with Night Girl to the Southern Gate General’s Mansion.
As soon as Qiao San stepped into the mansion, an excited figure hurried toward him. Mei was still as voluptuous and beautiful as ever, but she seemed like a hidden sun, her radiant aura suppressed beneath a veil of sorrow.
“Mei Jie!” A thousand words were stuck in his heart. Qiao San’s chest warmed, but he couldn’t speak.
“Brother!” Tears of excitement welled up in Mei’s large, beautiful eyes. She grasped Qiao San’s equally trembling hands. The joy of reuniting after a disaster diluted many intangible things. The man and woman were so close that they could hear each other’s breaths.
“Ah!” The moment their hands tightly clasped, Mei’s heart suddenly contracted, as if a dam had burst. The uncontrollable flood surged violently, instantly ravaging the unprepared world of the radiant beauty.
A wave of heat naturally arose where their hands met, simultaneously penetrating the hearts of both the man and the woman. With a subtle change in their thoughts, Qiao San’s breathing became irresistibly rapid, while Mei was suddenly startled, seeing a part of her heart that she dared not face.
The awareness of being a wife made the stunning flower spirit’s eyes flash with shame. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such an unworthy impulse. Gritting her teeth, the self-reproaching underworld beauty quickly calmed down.
“Brother, quickly think of a way to save your brother Ying!” As she spoke, Mei’s jade hand quietly slipped outward, and her tall, voluptuous body slightly twisted as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, Qiao San was filled with joy. Subconsciously, he tightened his hand and actually caught Mei’s retreating jade hand.
The rogue’s action was absolutely instinctive. The softness pressed against his palm made Mei blush, her heart pounding wildly. She never expected that Brother Qiao would act so boldly even when sober!
“Mei Jie, I…” A moment later, the rogue hurriedly released her hands, stammering awkwardly, not knowing how to explain his out-of-line behavior.
An unusual silence suddenly descended. The man and woman were both in turmoil. Mei didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately remained silent. Their gazes were cautious, like mischievous children chasing and evading each other, stopping and moving.
Silence was definitely not a good way to solve the problem. Ambiguity swirled in this strange silence, like spring vines tightly entwining the hearts of the man and woman.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The scream could only swirl in her heart, and the plea was always surrounded by shyness. The strange reaction of her body made Mei even more afraid. In her panic, she actually handed the decision-making power to Qiao San.
Qiao San would never “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill. His fiery gaze made the ambiguity come even more fiercely.
At this moment, the Jade Fan had already parted ways with Qiao San, while the King of Rogues led the Fox Queen out of the Gate of Nine Netherworlds.
As soon as they stepped past the two stone pillars, the Ghost Princess and the fox maidens surrounded them. Qiao San immediately noticed the extremely weak Night Girl in the Ghost Princess’s arms and asked with curiosity and concern, “What happened to Night Girl? She was fine just a while ago!”
“She suddenly fainted not long after you went in. She just woke up a moment ago. It might be due to extreme stress and her frail body,” the Ghost Princess explained.
Before she could finish, Night Girl struggled to stand on her own, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice, “It’s nothing. It’s an old ailment I’ve had since childhood. I’ve tried all kinds of miraculous medicines, but it never gets better, and I never die.”
Night Girl’s heavy voice grew softer, and just as her self-pity was about to surface, Qiao San abruptly interrupted her sigh and said forcefully, “There’s no illness in the world that can’t be cured. I’ve heard that the Snow Lotus from the Jade Pool can cure all diseases. Since we’re going to pick it anyway, I’ll just pick an extra one this time.”
The rogue’s boldness perfectly matched the fox maidens’ nature, and the beautiful fox spirits couldn’t help but gaze at him with seductive eyes, wishing they could merge with the Rebellious Saint Lord. Although the Fox Queen was a bit worried, she thought of Qiao San’s miraculous Ten Yang Body and laughed along with her daughters, swaying like flowers in the wind.
The sight of so many beautiful women dazzled Qiao San, but in his heart, he suddenly remembered the ever-changing charm of Gou Yuan.
“Husband, is the State Preceptor beautiful?” The Ghost Princess, being close to the man, could sense the changes in Qiao San’s heart.
“Beautiful, extremely beautiful!” At the mention of Gou Yuan, Qiao San immediately became somewhat dazed, completely oblivious to the jealousy in the Ghost Princess’s eyes.
“What does she look like?” The jealous ghost’s curiosity was also piqued. She pinched her lover fiercely while earnestly asking, “What’s her face shape? How tall is she?”
“I… I don’t know!”
After the dazed reply, the rogue was suddenly shocked and exclaimed, “Ah, I can’t remember her appearance at all. How could this be?”
“The Formless Heart Technique! Master, because Gou Yuan has mastered this unparalleled art!”
The Fox Queen, unusually solemn, said with infinite admiration, “Legend has it that before heaven and earth were separated, the ancient gods and demons comprehended a technique in the primordial chaos. Those who master this technique not only possess boundless power but also achieve immortality!”
“Shh—” Everyone couldn’t help but let out a sound of longing.
Immortality—this was the shared dream of humans, gods, and demons. Although gods and demons claimed to live as long as heaven and earth, very few could truly achieve it. Even a demon king like the Fox Queen could only live for ten thousand years at most, which was nothing compared to true immortality.
“Mother, can the Formless Heart Technique really grant immortality? How does one practice it?” The fox maidens gathered around, their eyes shining with excitement.
“I don’t know either!” The Fox Queen spread her hands helplessly. “If I had seen the Formless Heart Technique, that would be great! I’ve only heard that the State Preceptor knows this divine art, and except for the Demon King, no one has ever seen her true face!”
The moonlight of the underworld soon arrived, but Qiao San, holding the Ghost Princess, had no interest in pleasure. The rogue’s mind was in chaos all night, thinking about many things. Suddenly, a human-shaped phantom appeared before him, a phantom so beautiful that it could exhaust the most beautiful words in the world, yet it filled the man with an extremely dangerous premonition.
“Ah!” The Ten Yang Pearl continuously warned its master, and Qiao San’s heart was in turmoil. But he still walked step by step toward the phantom, opening his arms to embrace the danger. Just as Qiao San was about to sink into “pure beauty,” suddenly, an ugly face appeared out of nowhere. The unique appearance of Night Girl startled the King of Rogues, and he let out a loud cry, abruptly waking up from the dream!
The next day, the Nine Nether Palace began to mobilize its troops, bustling with activity. But the commander-in-chief, the Rebellious Saint Lord, “deserted his post” and flew with Night Girl to the Southern Gate General’s Mansion.
As soon as Qiao San stepped into the mansion, an excited figure hurriedly came forward. The female demon was still as voluptuous and beautiful as ever, but she seemed like a hidden sun, her radiant aura suppressed under a cloud of sorrow.
“Sister Mei!” A thousand words were stuck in his heart, and Qiao San’s chest warmed, but he couldn’t speak.
“Brother!” Tears of excitement welled up in the large, beautiful eyes of the female demon. She tightly grasped Qiao San’s equally trembling hands. The joy of reuniting after a calamity diluted many intangible things, and the man and woman were so close that they could hear each other’s breathing.
“Ah!” The moment their hands clasped, the female demon’s heart suddenly contracted, as if a dam had burst, and the uncontrollable flood rapidly overwhelmed the unprepared heart of the radiant beauty.
A surge of heat arose at the point where their hands met, simultaneously penetrating the hearts of both the man and the woman. With a subtle change in their thoughts, Qiao San’s breathing became irresistibly rapid, while the female demon was suddenly startled, seeing a part of her heart that she dared not face.
The awareness of being a wife made the stunning flower spirit’s eyes flash with shame. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such an unworthy impulse. Gritting her teeth, the self-reproaching underworld beauty quickly calmed down.
“Brother, quickly think of a way to save your brother Ying!” As she spoke, the female demon’s jade hand subtly slid outward, and her tall, voluptuous body slightly twisted as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, Qiao San was filled with joy. Subconsciously, he tightened his hand and actually caught the female demon’s retreating jade hand.
The rogue’s action was absolutely instinctive. The softness pressed against his palm made the female demon blush, her heart pounding wildly. She never expected that Brother Qiao would act so boldly even when sober!
“Sister Mei, I…” A moment later, the rogue hurriedly released her hands, stammering awkwardly, not knowing how to explain his out-of-line behavior.
An unusual silence suddenly descended. The man and woman were both in turmoil. The female demon didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately remained silent. Their gazes were cautious, like naughty children chasing and fleeing, stopping and moving.
Silence was certainly not a good way to solve the problem. Ambiguity swirled in this strange silence, like spring vines tightly entwining the hearts of the man and woman.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The scream could only swirl in her heart, and the plea was always surrounded by shyness. The strange reaction of her body made the female demon even more afraid. In her panic, she actually left the decision in Qiao San’s hands.
How could Qiao San “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill? His fiery gaze made the ambiguity come even more fiercely.
“Sister Mei!” A thousand words stuck in his heart. Qiao San felt a warmth in his chest but couldn’t utter a single word.
“Little brother!” Tears of excitement shimmered in her large, beautiful eyes. Mei tightly grasped Qiao San’s trembling hands. The joy of reunion after danger eased many invisible tensions between them. Man and woman stood close enough to feel each other’s breath.
“Uh!” At the moment their hands met, Mei’s heart suddenly tightened, as if a dam had collapsed, unleashing uncontrollable floods that surged wildly through the unsuspecting depths of her soul.
A surge of heat arose where their hands touched, entering both the man’s and the woman’s hearts. Their thoughts subtly shifted, Qiao San’s breath quickened irresistibly, while Mei was suddenly startled, glimpsing a part of her heart she dared not face.
The awakening of a wife’s conscience caused a flash of shame in the beautiful flower spirit’s eyes. Her husband was still in danger, yet she had such unbearable impulses. Clenching her teeth, the earthly beauty quickly regained her composure.
“Brother, quickly think of a way to save your Brother Ying!” At the same time, she subtly slid her hand outward, her tall, full figure slightly embarrassed as she stepped back.
Seeing the beauty safe and sound, Qiao San was filled with joy. Instinctively, he tightened his hand and caught Mei’s retreating hand.
This move from the rogue was absolutely instinctive. The softness pressed against his palm made Mei blush, her heart pounding. She hadn’t expected Brother Qiao to be so bold while fully conscious!
“Sister Mei, I…” A moment later, the rogue hastily let go, stammering awkwardly, not knowing how to explain his outrageous behavior.
An unusual silence suddenly fell. Both man and woman were in turmoil. Mei didn’t speak, and Qiao San deliberately stayed quiet. Their eyes met cautiously, like naughty children—chasing when the other ran, stopping when the other paused.
Silence was never a good way to solve problems. Ambiguity swirled in the strange quiet, like spring vines dancing wildly, tightly entwining both their hearts.
“No… don’t look at me like that!” The scream remained only in her heart, the plea always wrapped in shyness. Her body’s strange reactions made Mei even more frightened. In panic, she actually handed the decision over to Qiao San.
How could Qiao San possibly “disappoint” the beauty’s goodwill? His burning gaze intensified the atmosphere even more.
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