Chapter 177: Goddess Training Class (1)

Hao was put in solitary confinement again.

However, this time he was actually locked up through the combined efforts of the divine race and his master, Hongyuanzi. Right now, he is inside a small white house.

It’s quite rare to find such a charming and exquisite house in the Divine Realm. The exterior walls are painted in a soft creamy white, and the three-story building has one side of its walls completely covered with green leaves and white flowers. The entire structure looks delicate and tasteful, bearing no resemblance at all to the architectural style of the post-cosmic era. Instead, it resembles the kind of villa that people loved in the 20th century.

Yang Hao guessed that this house must have been where some goddess lived. When he was locked into the room, he didn’t even anticipate a tragic fate for himself. Lying on that pink, spacious, and fragrant bed, he almost began to dream.

But what right did Yang Hao have to indulge in sweet dreams? Before he could even close his eyes, an electric current shot into his fingers. The numbness and sharp pain nearly made him scream and leap up in shock: “Oh my God! It’s thundering again!”

“Who do you think you are, hitting someone! Who dares to make a thunderous noise in my room?” The voice was sweet and soft, like sticky rice, slipping into one’s ears with an indescribable comfort. Yet upon closer listening, it sounded very familiar.

Yang Hao looked up in astonishment. At first glance, he was nearly as shocked as if he had been struck by lightning. His mouth hung wide open, as if only exhaling without inhaling.

“What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman before?” The woman playfully swung her hand toward him with a coquettish rebuke. Her voice was soft, but her hand was anything but merciful. With a fiery slap, she accurately struck Yang Hao’s face.

Finally, Yang Hao was completely slapped awake. The woman in front of him wasn’t just somewhat familiar—she was extremely familiar. Who else could she be if not Xin Mei?

However, this time Xin Mei was different from her usual self. Instead of being wild and rude, she was dressed in an unusually seductive manner. She was wearing a thin red nightgown, with her delicate arms and legs exposed. Under the dim lighting, she was very tempting.

“Fairy sister…”

“What are you staring at?” Xin Mei noticed Yang Hao’s eyes wandering. She crossed her arms protectively over her chest, trying hard to look fierce and threatening. Yet, for some unknown reason, today this goddess appeared more shy and flustered than actually angry.

“How did I end up here?” Yang Hao was truly confused. Just moments ago, he had been having a perfectly normal conversation with those powerful cultivators. However, after Hunyuanzi and Yun Shang whispered together for a while, Yang Hao was abruptly sent here and locked away for seven days without even a word of explanation.

“Because…,” her face turned red, and her voice dropped, “there’s something we need to do.”

“Could it be that you’re planning to kill me?” Yang Hao, recalling Xinyue’s past behavior, couldn’t help but feel extremely worried.

“Who wants to kill you!” Xin Mei instantly changed from gentle to glaring angrily. “They… they want me to make it easy for you.”

“What’s the benefit for me?” Yang Hao still didn’t quite understand. “You don’t look like a wealthy person, and your abilities aren’t impressive either—you’re merely a lower-ranking divine clan member. What could you possibly offer me? Why don’t you have that black dragon come over instead? Just let him casually bring some treasure for me, that’d be fine.”

“Black Dragon?” Xin Mei sneered. “I’d like to see it come. I’m just afraid you won’t be able to handle it. Your damned lustful sect practices cultivation in such a bizarre way.”

“The Dual Cultivation Sect of Dan and Ding!” Yang Hao nearly jumped up. “We’re the most formidable sect in the universe! Even in ancient times, our legacy was unmatched. How dare you call us a vulgar sect!”

“If it’s not pornographic, then why does breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm require being with a woman… with a woman…”

“The Dual Cultivation School of Alchemy is the most incredible cultivation sect. We don’t need to meditate or circulate qi at all—just refine the primary elixir, and we can break through every realm.” Yang Hao spoke with great confidence. “For major thresholds like the Nascent Soul Realm, other cultivation sects would require decades or even centuries of practice to have any hope of breaking through. But our Alchemy Sect is different. As long as we successfully refine the ‘Chaotic Heaven Maiden Elixir,’ we can immediately shatter the Nascent Soul Realm and step onto the true path of immortal cultivation.”

“If it’s that simple, why haven’t you mastered it yet?”

“It’s not that simple,” Yang Hao almost sighed. “The Hun Tian Chi Nu Dan is no ordinary pill to refine. It’s known as the nightmare of the Dan Ding Sect, the first major hurdle among several formidable challenges. Don’t even mention me— even throughout the entire Dan Ding Sect, those capable of overcoming this barrier can be counted on one hand.”

“What’s so difficult about it?” Xin Mei, being a celestial being, relied entirely on innate talent and naturally couldn’t understand the hardships humans faced in cultivation. “Isn’t it just about lust and having relations with women…”

“It’s not something you can just mess around with,” Yang Hao said, almost as if he were teaching elementary school students. “The Hun Tian Chi Nu Dan (Mixed Heaven Crimson Girl Pill) is a primary pill, and it’s extremely rare among primary pills because it must be cultivated using the inner pill cultivation method. It must be cultivated within a woman’s body first, and then transferred to a man through the secret techniques of union and chamber arts in order to take effect and break through to the Yuan Ying stage. The real difficulty lies in the fact that the woman cultivating the Hun Tian Chi Nu Dan…”

It requires one’s innate strength to surpass the Nascent Soul stage first, and then to consume a seven-day dose of aphrodisiac while engaging with a man…

Yang Hao suddenly noticed that the more he spoke, the redder Xin Mei’s face became. This goddess was indeed acting strangely today—not only was she less fierce and menacing than before, but she had also become slightly seductive. She kept blushing, even her body turned red, as if she were a shy young girl filled with romantic longing.

Yang Hao suddenly became wide awake, exclaiming in astonishment, “No way… Could it be… Could it be that those old fellows want you and me to concoct pills together?!”

Yang Hao only understood the situation now, which was already considered slow-witted. Previously, Hunyuanzi had proposed to the senior experts the condition of helping Yang Hao break through to the Yuan Ying realm. Then he confined Yang Hao for a full seven days. Obviously, during these seven days, he had been feeding the necessary herbs to Xin Mei for the required alchemy.

Although Xin Mei belonged to the lower divine race, in terms of strength, she had long surpassed the Yuan Ying realm and was just capable of helping Yang Hao overcome the first of several major obstacles in dual cultivation of the pill and the tripod.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Hao was already stunned into immobility. Although Yang Hao was indeed tempted by Xin Mei’s beauty, she was still an untouchable goddess, almost sacred and beyond any hint of impropriety. Moreover, Xin Mei was always so fierce and intimidating that even if several doses of courage were lent to Yang Hao, he still wouldn’t dare to even think of touching her.

But now, the fact was right in front of him. That goddess with long legs and a fierce demeanor was now standing seductively in front of Yang Hao, waiting for him to take the initiative.

Then we… gathering our courage, reached out toward Xin Mei’s waist, “Let’s hurry up, time is precious.”

“Ahh!!!” Before Yang Hao could even touch her, Xin Mei let out a scream. Her cry was so piercing and filled with anguish that Yang Hao was startled, nearly tumbling off the bed and onto the floor beneath.

“Wow, Miss, if you don’t want me to touch you, then just say so. Why scream like you’re being slaughtered?” Yang Hao said, feeling extremely wronged. “People who don’t know any better would think you’re harassing me.”

“I’m going to take advantage of you!” Xin Mei exclaimed, her temper flaring up. “You’re the one who molested me! Your hand… where is it?

“I thought the great experts had sent you here to refine pills with me, so that’s why I…” Yang Hao dared not look into Xin Mei’s eyes, which were brimming with tender emotion.

“They want us to… take the medicine. You have no idea how terrible that feels!”

“Really!” Yang Hao was so excited that tears almost came to his eyes. “Then… then why won’t you let me touch you? We’re already at that point, aren’t we?”

“Well… but no hanky-panky.”

“How can you not act like a rascal and still manage to do that?” Yang Hao was greatly puzzled, unable to understand what Xin Mei was thinking.

“I don’t know either. You figure it out yourself,” Xin Mei tossed the problem back to Yang Hao. “After all, you can’t touch me, but you still have to complete the elders’ assignment and help me reach the Yuan Ying stage.”

“That’s impossible!” Yang Hao was truly at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He had already understood the whole story. It seemed that Yun Shang and the others had proudly assigned the task of refining the “Hun Tian Chi Nu Dan” to Xin Mei, so they had fed her medicinal herbs for seven days. But the problem was, although Xin Mei had been a goddess for many years, she was still a virgin and had never been touched by a man. Naturally, she had no idea what method was required to refine the pill.

Since that was the case, Yang Hao decided to use a gradual approach to pressure the goddess into submission. Although he had been with many women before, he had never been with someone of such high status as a member of the divine race, and his heart was actually pounding with excitement.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and said in a conciliatory tone, “How about… we take our clothes off first?”

Xin Mei frowned and thought for a long time before finally making up her mind: “Alright then!”

As soon as these two words left his mouth, Yang Hao was already overjoyed. In the blink of an eye, he quickly stripped off all his clothes, even placing his flying sword and medicine pouch beside the bed.

But as soon as she took hers off, she noticed that Xin Mei was still sitting there motionless, seemingly with her eyes closed, caught in an internal struggle. As the saying goes, once desire arises, all fears are forgotten.

Yang Hao placed his hands on Xin Mei’s shoulders: “Why haven’t you taken it off yet? Let me help you.”

“Ahh!!!” came another scream, even more horrifying than the last.

Yang Hao suffered a powerful flying kick and was flattened onto the bed. That wouldn’t have been so bad, but Xing Mei, apparently thinking Yang Hao was too dangerous, pulled out a rope from who-knows-where and tightly bound him from behind.

Now it’s even worse for Yang Hao—he was already stripped bare, and now he’s tied up like a naked piglet. Poor Yang Hao! Although he did have some lustful thoughts, his main intention was to complete the task given by his master. Now, he’s been bound tightly like a lecherous wolf, suffering miserably.