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"Hehe, Divine Child, you are truly blessed with good fortune. This old man is extremely envious," an old man in hemp robes chuckled.
His golden eyes could see through the ages and glimpse the future, but he couldn't see the person before him. Within those golden eyes was only boundless darkness; the deeper one went, the more horrifying it became.
Qin Tian leaned against the voluptuous body of the Holy Mother of Penglai Immortal Island, Li Xianhai, using her soft, large breasts as a cushion, watching the old man in hemp robes with a leisurely and contented expression.
With a casual wave of his hand, several more fairies surrounded him, some massaging his legs, others feeding him spiritual fruits—a truly pleasurable experience.
Seeing that Qin Tian ignored him, the old man in hemp robes could only smile awkwardly. He knew Qin Tian was still resentful about the arranged marriage for his daughter, but his lifespan was nearing its end, and he couldn't possibly attend to so many matters.
He had only recently learned of Qin Wenyu's arranged marriage.
"I am the Golden Sword Ancestor of the Nine Heavens Sword River. Divine Son, you may call me Elder Jin."
Qin Tian raised his eyes. "Really shameless? Then is there another shameless woman?"
"Silver Sword is my junior brother. Has Divine Son heard of him?" Golden Sword asked with some suspicion.
Qin Tian shook his head and smiled, pulling the busty, plump Ren Qianqian into his arms. He then gently comforted the beautiful, mature fairy in a black, deep-V, high-slit cheongsam.
Nearby, feeding spiritual fruit, Ning Xiao, the former wife of the Frightened Sword Sect leader, wearing a sexy pink bikini and large breasts, was also pulled into Qin Tian's arms, being fondled.
These female slave fairies served this purpose: to handle things that the harem couldn't do, such as now, behaving so lewdly and dressing so boldly in front of outsiders.
He couldn't bear to let the one he loved do such things.
"Senior Jin Jian, putting aside my daughter Wen Yu's marriage, I also thank you for taking care of my wife and daughter." Although Qin Tian was unruly, capricious, and unrestrained, he still knew basic manners as long as he didn't turn hostile.
If it weren't for the Nine Heavens Sword River forcibly arranging a marriage for his daughter, which angered him, he wouldn't have acted so disrespectfully in front of Elder Jin.
Jin Jian also knew that Qin Tian's unruly behavior in front of him was because the Nine Heavens Sword River had indeed offended him. Given his personality, the fact that he hadn't retorted was already a great favor.
"At my invitation, Xiao Meng brought her daughter to my Nine Heavens Sword River. I should have taken better care of her. As for Wen Yu, it was my oversight."
Qin Tian slightly raised his eyes. This old man seemed too polite. This old man's strength was at least that of a Great Emperor, and Great Emperors who were nearing death with age were extremely dangerous.
"This old man definitely wants something from me," Qin Tian thought to himself.
"My lord, that old man Jin's golden eyes are no ordinary thing. They can see through the past and present, and even glimpse the future. He probably saw something, which is why he turned from an old man into a grandson, hehe." Ren Qianqian pressed her breasts tightly against Qin Tian's chest, allowing him to feel her large, soft breasts. She whispered in his ear.
Ren Qianqian was an ancestor of the Sun and Moon Reincarnation Sect. Although not as old as Jin Jian, their seniority was similar, and she knew quite a bit about him.
"My lord, I've also heard many rumors about Jin Jian. He safely weathered many crises in the Nine Heavens Sword River thanks to his golden eyes." Ning Xiao nestled Qin Tian's arm between her breasts, her beautiful lips close to her other ear as she whispered.
Qin Tian couldn't help but look at Jin Jian's eyes.
Qin Tian sneered, sat up from Li Xianhai's voluptuous body, and, holding Ren Qianqian and Ning Xiao by the waist, prepared to leave.
"Your Nine Heavens Sword River won't be bothered unless you come after me, and I have no interest in what you see. Even if the Nine Heavens Sword River faces a crisis, it's none of my business."
Watching Qin Tian's departing figure, Jin Jian lowered his eyes. Suddenly, a trickle of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground like sulfuric acid, corroding the ground and creating pits.
"Just who is he? I know that going a little deeper has resulted in such a strong backlash." Jin Jian raised his eyes; his once gleaming golden pupils were now much dimmer. Upon closer inspection, a crack had appeared in the middle of his left pupil.
Jin Jian wasn't just aimlessly chatting with Qin Tian. He wanted to observe Qin Tian up close, to see into his future, but he found that Qin Tian's future seemed to be blocked by a high wall, impossible to probe.
So he tried to trace Qin Tian's past, but as soon as he delved a little deeper, it was as if he was being watched by something. If he hadn't retreated quickly, he probably would have died right there.
"This person is too mysterious, too terrifying. It's a good thing we didn't let our junior brother come out, otherwise the Nine Heavens Sword River would have followed in the footsteps of the Cloud Heaven Palace and the Shocking Sword Sect."
However, Jin Jian was also glad that he had overcome many obstacles to let Xiao Meng and Qin Wenyu join the Nine Heavens Sword River, thus forging a good relationship with Qin Tian.
Perhaps in the future, out of respect for Xiao Meng, he might be able to lend a hand, at least preventing the Nine Heavens Sword River from being destroyed.
Meanwhile, in a beautifully decorated courtyard, two graceful figures stood facing each other.
Linglong and Duoduo, these two sisters who were usually close, were now in a tense standoff.
"Sister, you're so childish..." Linglong said softly, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.
Duo Duo remained unmoved, coldly scoffing, "Don't give me that! No one's getting away with this today. You actually told me Father looked more comfortable during sex with you? Well then, let's have a contest to see whose breasts are bigger and whose pussy feels better!"
Before she finished speaking, Duo Duo impatiently ripped open the thin fabric of her dress, revealing a pair of round, perky breasts. The flesh was white as snow, and the two pink nipples were delicate and adorable, making one want to suckle them.
Linglong, not to be outdone, reached down and pulled down the ribbon at her waist.
A rosy glint appeared, running down her smooth, flat stomach, finally disappearing into the mysterious triangle between her legs. The slender flower path was faintly visible, with a few drops of glistening nectar already seeping out.
Qin Duo Duo was the more voluptuous type, looking fleshy but very slender. Her large breasts were comparable to those of her aunts.
Qin Linglong, on the other hand, possessed a graceful figure, long, flawless legs, and a beautifully sculpted flat stomach. While her breasts weren't as large and full as her sister's, they were certainly not to be underestimated.
"How about it? Sister's breasts are bigger, aren't they? Father likes big breasts, so he must find me more comfortable," Duoduo said provocatively, her small hand cupping her sister's large, white breasts, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Linglong scoffed, "Father likes big ones, but ultimately, it's the little hole that makes Father feel good."
"Hmph, my little hole is just as good as yours!" Qin Duoduo retorted playfully.
The two argued incessantly, so they decided to ask their father to be the judge and decide who was right.
Qin Tian, arm in arm with the mature fairy, had just left Jin Jian's place when he bumped into his two daughters walking towards him.
Qin Tian asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong with you two?"
Duo Duo and Ling Long immediately pushed aside the fairy in Qin Tian's arms and grabbed his arms on either side.
"Father, we need your help with something."
"That's right."
Looking at his two daughters' serious expressions, Qin Tian also became serious. Had someone bullied them? Or had something happened?
Qin Tian: "What's wrong? Daddy will help you with anything, don't be afraid."
Ling Long: "We want to have a competition to see whose little hole can make Daddy's penis feel more comfortable!"
Duo Duo: "We want to have a competition to see whose little hole can make Daddy's penis feel more comfortable!"
They both spoke almost simultaneously, and their voices were quite loud, but fortunately, there were no outsiders present.
Qin Tian was somewhat speechless. "So, how are you going to compete?" he asked.
"Father, you'll find out when you come with us," Qin Duoduo said, pulling Qin Tian towards the house. She turned back to the fairies of the Fox Heaven Pavilion and said, "You're not allowed to follow. Father belongs to us today." Ren Qianqian and the others, who had just wanted to follow and serve, exchanged glances and could only obediently stand guard outside.
Once inside, Duoduo took out a piece of silk cloth, folded it neatly, and tied it over Qin Tian's eyes.
"That way, Father won't be able to see who it is."
"Father wants to decide which of our little holes feels better, mine or my sister's, based on our physical sensations." But Qin Tian had barely put on his blindfold when he felt a soft, fragrant scent on his lips, and a small tongue skillfully slipped into his mouth.
Then he heard Linglong's complaining voice, "Sister, it hasn't started yet!"
"Hehe, first come, first served," Qin Duoduo giggled, then continued kissing.
The two soft, moist touches instantly intertwined. The passionate kiss with her father was clearly overwhelming for Duoduo; her heart raced, her breathing quickened, as if trying to drown out her reason.
Qin Tian noticed his daughter's reaction. His hands immediately climbed onto her waist, pressing them tightly together. His tongue deftly pried open Duoduo's teeth, forcefully invading her mouth, greedily plundering her sweet saliva.
Duo Duo involuntarily let out a soft moan, her body going limp in her father's arms. She extended her pink tongue, passionately responding to his intrusion, their tongues intertwining in their mouths, exchanging saliva.
Qin Tian's large hands began to roam over Duo Duo's body, slowly moving upwards from her slender waist, kneading her full breasts.
Duo Duo trembled, returning her father's kiss even more intensely, as if trying to release all her desire through this suffocatingly deep kiss.
As the passionate kiss continued, Duo Duo felt the heat within her growing stronger. A dampness had formed between her legs, a warm liquid slowly flowing. Duo Duo blushed, unable to suppress her body's reaction.
Although Qin Tian couldn't see it, he could clearly see the wetness on his own thighs. Sensing his daughter's change, his hand slid down Duo Duo's body, slipping under her skirt.
His fingertips touched her already wet vulva, causing Duo Duo to shudder again. His fingers gently parted the moist petals, probing into the tight passage. Warm nectar immediately enveloped his fingers, making him unable to resist thrusting in and out.
His fingers penetrated deep into the slippery, tender flower, probing and stirring, eliciting an even more urgent moan.
Qin Tian vaguely felt that his eldest daughter's flower was incredibly moist and soft inside, a sensation that was extremely pleasurable.
His fingers probed and rotated within the slippery flower, causing the delicate flesh to involuntarily contract and suck at his fingers, stimulating the tender flesh of the flower passage to tremble and spasm in unison.
Just then, Qin Tian felt his fingers being suddenly pulled out, and he heard Qin Linglong's dissatisfied voice.
"Sister, you can't go back on your word! And Father, if we don't make a sound now, you shouldn't either. After we're done, you can decide which one felt better!"
Qin Tian smiled helplessly. But who else would he spoil if not his own daughter?
After an unknown period of silence, Qin Tian felt a pair of small hands rest on him. The girl removed her clothes and then grasped his penis.
The girl knelt on the soft carpet, gently stroking his hot penis with both hands. Slowly, she opened her cherry-like lips and carefully took the glans into her mouth.
As soon as the penis entered her mouth, the girl felt its thickness and hardness.
Her tongue gently licked the sensitive urethral opening, causing Qin Tian to tremble. She tentatively swallowed and released a few times, her lips sliding back and forth around the shaft, making soft, wet sounds.
As her movements became more practiced, the girl gradually took the penis deeper into her mouth, the glans reaching deep into her throat, causing her to gag. But she endured the discomfort, trying to relax her throat muscles, allowing the penis to explore her throat even more deeply.
Qin Tian's breathing grew increasingly rapid. The girl could feel his penis swelling in her mouth. Her nimble tongue circled the shaft, occasionally teasing the sensitive coronal sulcus.
Meanwhile, her hands were busy, gently kneading his scrotum, providing Qin Tian with further stimulation.
As the thrusting speed increased, the girl felt his penis throbbing in her mouth. She knew what was about to happen, so she swallowed and thrust even more vigorously, her tongue quickly sweeping over the urethral opening.
Finally, with a low growl, thick semen gushed out, filling her mouth.
After his penis withdrew, the girl tilted her head back slightly. A trace of white fluid remained on her pink tongue. She gently wiped away the excess semen with her fingers, then swallowed it whole.
The tip of her tongue savored the taste of the semen; the unique texture excited her immensely.
The girl raised her head, her eyes glazed as she looked at Qin Tian, a trace of semen still clinging to the corner of her mouth.
Qin Tian, panting heavily, found the unknown quite exhilarating, but he couldn't tell which daughter had just performed oral sex on him based solely on the act.
However, he soon found out.
The girl gently touched the saliva-covered penis a few times, then, supporting it with her hand, straddled Qin Tian, aligning the glans with the entrance of her vagina. She took a deep breath and slowly sat down.
"This tightness, this wetness and warmth..."
The enormous penis felt as if it had entered a warm, wet, writhing vulva, and he immediately heard the girl's moans, a mixture of pain and pleasure.
"Looks like it's Duoduo," Qin Tian guessed, recognizing the owner of the vagina.
The girl on top of him began to move. Her slender, fleshy waist swayed back and forth, her hair falling loose, bouncing wildly with the up-and-down movement of her fair, voluptuous body. Her large, full breasts bounced wildly, creating ripples of flesh, glistening with moisture.
The room immediately filled with the girl's ecstatic moans.
"Hmm... just to confirm a little more."
To verify his guess, Qin Tian wrapped his arms around the girl's waist and actively thrust his hips upwards, his large penis plunging deep into the girl's vagina.
"Ah... ahh... ah... ooh... uh... ah... ahh..." The girl's delicate body seemed to be lifted up by his large penis, like a small boat in a raging storm, utterly unable to withstand the assault.
"This reaction, it's definitely Duoduo." Hearing the girl's reaction, Qin Tian was even more certain that the one writhing and swaying her hips on his penis was his eldest daughter, Qin Duoduo.
"Let's tease this girl a little." Qin Tian grabbed the girl's firm breasts and vigorously rubbed them, then began to thrust his hips, his large penis forcefully pumping in and out from below, his hips slapping against the girl's buttocks with a slapping sound.
Qin Tian thought to himself, "My own child feels so good to fuck. This little hole is like it was made for me, so amazing."
The girl's tender hole tightly wrapped around his large penis. The narrow passage was wet and hot, bringing Qin Tian immense pleasure with every thrust.
"So good... ahh... so good... I can't take it... ahh... I'm going to... I'm going to come... woo woo... ah... ahh... ah..."
"Your penis is so powerful... ahh... my little hole is going to be ruined... ah... woo... oh oh oh... ah... harder... ah... fuck me harder... ahh..." The girl was completely ecstatic, saying all sorts of things, her high-pitched moans unrestrained.
The girl's moans drew the ire of another girl. "Don't make a sound!" After a while, the girl on top of him finally reached her climax. Her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, her vagina clenched tightly, she threw her head back, and let out a sharp moan, experiencing her first orgasm of the day. "Waaah...waaah...waaah...waaah waaah!"
With a sob from the girl, her soft, delicate body collapsed onto him.
Qin Tian hadn't yet recovered from the stimulation of the previous vagina when he heard another soft cry. Then, a pair of small hands pressed against her chest as his penis slid into a brand new vaginal opening.
He could feel that this vagina was already very wet, having been thirsty for a long time.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."
A look of ecstasy spread across the girl's pretty face. Her eyes rolled back, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. Her hands pressed against her beloved's chest, and she panted heavily as she diligently swallowed his penis deeper into her vagina.
His snow-white body rose and fell on top of the man like a female beast in heat. His thick penis thrust in and out of the girl's flower-like opening between her legs, copious amounts of vaginal fluid flowing, creating lewd, squelching sounds at their point of contact.
"So good... Ahhh... Uh... Ah... Oh... Ahhh... So... So thick... Ahhh... Melting... Ugh... So comfortable..."
"Hey, you won't let me speak, but you're so loud yourself, you're cheating!"
"Ugh... Ah... You have the nerve to say that to me... Your voice is much louder than mine... Oh oh oh oh!!" Qin Tian couldn't help but smile secretly; it seemed his two daughters had already forgotten about the competition.
He reached out and grabbed the girl's firm breasts, kneading them vigorously, and began to thrust his penis violently.
The girl on top of him was petite, and being thrust into her from below like this, it was as if his entire body was being lifted up by his penis.
"Ugh... Ah... So comfortable... Ah... So... So powerful... As long as I can stay by Daddy's side... I don't care about anything else... Daddy, I love you... Ahhh... Give me more... I love Daddy's big penis the most... Ahhh!!"
At this moment, Qin Tian thrust into her over a hundred times, driving the girl to ecstasy, leaving her limp in his arms, only able to moan loudly with pleasure.
"Hey! You've gone too far! You're calling me 'Daddy'!" another girl protested, clearly displeased by her double standards.
But the girl making love was too weak to reply.
After dozens more thrusts, Qin Tian felt the girl's beautiful flower-like opening suddenly tighten, a tingling sensation spreading through his glans. The girl's tender opening sucked at him like a fish's mouth, an almost unbearable sensation.
Qin Tian could no longer restrain himself. He thrust hard, his hips pressed against the girl's firm, snowy buttocks, his penis plunging to its deepest point. With a low growl, he ejaculated a large amount of semen, filling the girl's uterus completely.
The hot semen scalded the girl, causing her to scream again, her eyes rolling back in her head, lost in the ecstasy.
Qin Tian released the girl's hands. Her convulsing body, without support, collapsed, and his penis slid out.
Removing the blindfold from her eyes, he saw his youngest daughter, Qin Linglong, trembling beneath him, her buttocks raised, her vagina wide open, continuously leaking semen.
"Ah, Father, how could you ejaculate inside her? Is my sister's vagina really more comfortable than mine?" Watching her father ejaculate inside her sister, Qin Duoduo felt a pang of disappointment.
Qin Tian grabbed Duoduo's arm, pulling her into his embrace, and laughed, "No, your vaginas are both very comfortable. Father likes them both."
He rubbed his daughter's aggrieved face. To prove he wasn't lying, Qin Tian thrust his penis into Duoduo's vagina.
Qin Tian also pulled Linglong over. The two sisters lay side-by-side, their buttocks raised, like two wanton bitches, allowing Qin Tian to manipulate their two orifices. Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was the morning of the second day. But the lewd activity in the room continued unabated. In the messy room, reeking of a mixture of semen and vaginal fluid, Qin Tian held Duo Duo's legs from behind, like a little girl being held to urinate, his penis inserted into her anus. Linglong, meanwhile, knelt on the floor, licking her sister's vulva.
Duo Duo was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she lost all thought. A moment later, a large gush of vaginal fluid erupted, spraying all over Linglong's face.
Qin Tian laughed heartily, "Haha, good daughter, isn't it comfortable to be fucked in the ass and squirting like that? Haha..."
Duoduo gasped, "Comfortable! Ahh...so...so full...my ass...my ass is about to break...ahh...but it feels so good...ah...my ass...my ass is so full and feels so good being fucked by Father...ah..."
Qin Tian chuckled, suddenly increasing his speed, his penis slamming heavily into the depths of Duoduo's anus with each thrust, driving her eyes back.
After hundreds of thrusts, Qin Tian's penis shuddered, and a large amount of semen shot out, all of it entering his eldest daughter's anus.
The scalding semen caused Duoduo to shudder again, her vagina gushing out another large gush of love fluid, clearly enjoying herself immensely, once again plunging into the sweetness of orgasm.
Linglong obediently climbed onto the bed, kneeling beside her sister, and joined them in licking their father's penis.
While licking, they murmured adoringly, "Daddy's penis, I love it so much..." Qin Tian laughed, "If you like it, that's good. If you like it, Daddy will fuck you every day." Hearing this, the sisters Duo Duo and Ling Long were secretly delighted. Being fucked by their father every day was an incredibly happy thing for them.
Qin Tian's penis was very thick and long. Duo Duo didn't know the techniques of deep throat oral sex, or rather, she wasn't very skilled, so she couldn't take it all in like her mother. She could only take in about half. Ling Long, on the other hand, mainly focused her attention on the base of the penis and the scrotum.
With these two beautiful daughters serving him, Qin Tian let out a low roar and ejaculated again with great pleasure, a large amount of semen covering the faces of his two daughters.
Two days later, Qin Tian and his group had left the Nine Heavens Sword River.
Qin Wenyu's engagement was set, and he had to go and annul it.
Inside the flying boat, Meng Rudie's slender, voluptuous body lay against Qin Tian's firm chest. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes watery, and her large breasts rose and fell with her breath.
"Good Master, your little hole feels so good," Qin Tian said approvingly, his large hand caressing Meng Rudie's beautiful, smooth back.
Meng Rudie sat up, glancing at Qin Tian lying on the bed with a satisfied expression. She sneered, "More comfortable than your two daughters' little holes?"
"You really are utterly depraved. You don't even spare your own daughters. Are you planning to do it with your own mother too?"
Qin Tian felt a little guilty…
Meng Rudie: "You wouldn't really…"
"Hey, what are you thinking? Daydreaming! Looks like you haven't had enough yet. Spread your asshole!" Qin Tian slapped Meng Rudie's buttocks hard.
Meng Rudie rolled her eyes at him, banishing her previous guess. She hummed in agreement, then reached behind her, deliberately spreading her buttocks to expose her small, delicate anus, making it easier for Qin Tian to penetrate.
Qin Tian thrust his hips forward, his large glans plunging in forcefully, his entire penis entering.
Meng Rudie felt a thick, foreign object invading her rear. Although it wasn't her first time having her anus penetrated, she still felt a little uncomfortable. She opened her mouth, panting heavily, her body trembling.
Qin Tian, however, found it extremely pleasurable. Meng Rudie's vagina was easy to penetrate, and her anus was equally enjoyable. It was tight, and more importantly, her anal canal was warm and layered, making penetration incredibly comfortable.
Especially the position of riding on her buttocks; he felt like a conqueror, psychologically stimulating.
Initially, Meng Rudie strongly resisted anal sex, but under Qin Tian's forceful advances and her disciple Lu Xi's repeated demonstrations, she eventually agreed.
Unconsciously, Meng Rudie seemed to have become accustomed to the feeling of her traitorous disciple's large penis penetrating her anus. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't suppress the sensations in her body. Even when she tried to resist, she was easily overwhelmed, and then the penetration intensified.
In the end, she was still driven to ecstasy, experiencing orgasm after orgasm, gradually losing herself completely in ecstasy.
At this moment, Meng Rudie stood with her back to Qin Tian, her delicate arms pulled from behind, her body slightly leaning forward, her plump buttocks thrusting back. Qin Tian's penis was deeply inserted into her anus from behind, and he continued to thrust in and out in this standing position.
Qin Tian's thrusts were powerful, each penetration sending Meng Rudie flying onto her tiptoes, her breasts swaying wildly, as if her voluptuous body was about to be thrown off, only to be immediately pulled back by the man's arms, her elastic buttocks slapping against his crotch with a crisp "smack."
Qin Tian was like a galloping horse, completely controlling the most alluring mare in the world beneath him, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.
"Haha, good Master, your anus is contracting again, it feels so good, are you about to climax again?"
"Ah...ah ah...woo...uh...so...so full...ah ah...ah..." Meng Rudie's body trembled, her fair skin flushed red, her vagina constantly leaking fluid, her eyes flashing with a dazed look, clearly having reached her climax.
At the same time, the large penis in her anus jerked violently, a large amount of hot semen gushing out, shooting deep into her anus. Qin Tian withdrew his penis from his master's anus, and a large amount of white, cloudy fluid gushed out from her swollen, gaping anus.
Meng Rudie's body went limp, and she sat down on the bed.
Qin Tian smiled contentedly, "Master is the best. Let's finish this." He then brought his still-erect penis to Meng Rudie's face.
Looking at the semi-erect penis that had just penetrated her anus, Meng Rudie sighed softly, then took it into her mouth and began cleaning Qin Tian.
After sucking on Qin Tian's penis for a while, the semi-erect penis gradually hardened, filling her mouth completely.
Qin Tian laughed, "Master, the way you kneel down there sucking my cock is so tempting. Just watching you makes me excited. Hehe, how about I fuck you again?"
Meng Rudie immediately recalled the stimulating feeling of being brought to orgasm, feeling a tingling sensation in her rear, and her heart fluttered.
Qin Tian lay down on the bed, face up, his thick cock erect, and laughed at Meng Rudie:
"Let's change positions. This time, Master, spread your ass and sit on top." Meng Rudie spat, her body trembling slightly.
A moment later, the sounds of a man's heavy breathing and a woman's moans echoed from inside the room... Inside the Zhang family compound in Wuxian City.
Zhang Dahu looked at his son with immense satisfaction. He had never been so happy in his life; he never imagined such good fortune would befall him.
His son, Zhang Xiaohu, was a notorious good-for-nothing in Wuxian City, but the Nine Heavens Sword River Sect had actually approached him, offering Qin Wenyu in marriage to his son. This overjoyed him.
Although Qin Wenyu was still young, she was an absolute beauty, possessing extraordinary talent—a truly perfect and blessed woman.
His son marrying such a wife meant that not only Zhang Xiaohu, but the entire Zhang family would rise to prominence, their fortunes soaring.
"Where's Xiaohu? Why isn't he here yet?" Zhang Dahu asked.
"Young Master hasn't gotten up yet," a maidservant replied.
Zhang Dahu frowned, displeased. "What a rebellious son! Nine Heavens Sword River is bringing Qin Wenyu for their first meeting in a few days, and he's still so lazy."
However, thinking of his good-for-nothing son, Zhang Dahu could only sigh inwardly, "Fine, let him sleep." At the Zhang family mansion.
The sleeping youth suddenly opened his eyes.
Zhang Xiaohu sat up abruptly, drenched in sweat. His face changed drastically; he clutched his head, his face contorted in intense pain.
"Ah!! Something's in my head… It's a memory! What kind of memory is this? Why is it in my head?!"
In Zhang Xiaohu's mind, a long-forgotten memory began to resurface, surging into his brain. The immense pain felt like a drill was opening his skull and stuffing things inside; his face contorted in agony…
"I… I am…"
The memory fragments weren't specific, but faint, mysterious patterns flowed and rose, converging into a terrifying power. Within his sea of consciousness, the final patterns coalesced into two enormous characters.
"Martial Immortal!"
Zhang Xiaohu cried out in agony, seemingly unable to withstand the power, and collapsed to the ground.
Meanwhile, within a forbidden zone of the Yin-Yang Immortal Realm, a rumbling sound resounded, followed by an earthquake.
Divine light shot into the sky from the ground, cracking the earth and shattering mountains. Within the divine light, a colossal palace emerged.
The palace was vast and imposing, its divine light shimmering, exuding an ancient aura.
The palace rose from the earth, hovering in mid-air. Majestic and solemn, its gates adorned with three ancient, elegant characters written in a flowing, powerful script.
"Martial Immortal Palace"
Within the Martial Immortal Palace.
An aged, ethereal figure sat at the head of the table. His body radiated a vast and powerful aura, clearly indicating he was also a Great Emperor.
The old man's voice was heavy: "The Martial Immortal is about to successfully reincarnate. This reincarnation will be his final form. With this successful reincarnation, the Martial Immortal will shed his impure blood and reappear as a true immortal!" "Once the Martial Immortal succeeds, the era of immortals will descend once more, and we, the descendants of immortals, will once again stand in the heavens, gazing upon the world."
"We must find the Martial Immortal quickly! Martial Immortal Mirror, appear!" The old man formed hand seals, and an ancient mirror suddenly appeared before him.
This was a magical artifact left behind by the Martial Immortal when he entered reincarnation. With the Martial Immortal Mirror, the people of the Martial Immortal Palace could quickly locate those undergoing the fifth cycle of reincarnation and secretly protect them, aiding their growth.
This was how the Martial Immortal had reincarnated for the first eight times. This time, it was the ninth reincarnation, and the most important one. If this reincarnation succeeded, the Martial Immortal would transform into a true immortal!
The Martial Immortal Mirror emitted a red light. Locked in by the brand, the image within the mirror rapidly swept across the mountains and lakes of the Yin-Yang Immortal Realm, continuously narrowing its range.
The image flashed past the Nine Heavens Sword River and was about to lock onto Wuxian City when…
Suddenly, a faint black light flashed across the mirror.
"Crack."
"Bang!"
The mirror in the old man's hand suddenly shattered.
His expression changed drastically: "What happened?!"
The Martial Immortal Mirror actually exploded!
"Elder, this…" The other elders around him were also astonished.
In the previous eight lifetimes, they had relied on the Martial Immortal Mirror to find those destined for Martial Immortal reincarnation, but this had never happened before.
"Strange, I didn't detect any tampering. Could it be that it encountered some forbidden entity?" Elder Wu Mu frowned. He was, after all, a Great Emperor, and he was confident that no one in the entire Yin-Yang Dao Domain, not even the few Great Emperors outside, could tamper with and destroy the Martial Immortal Mirror in front of him.
Moreover, the Martial Immortal Hall had always maintained a low profile, never revealing itself to outsiders. Many people were unaware of its existence.
Wu Mu frowned in thought. Ultimately, he could only conclude that perhaps the Martial Immortal Mirror had been used eight times, and the ninth time could no longer bear the strain.
Wu Mu shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Never mind, although we don't have a specific location, we know the general direction. Have all the elders and disciples set off for the Nine Heavens Sword River region! No matter what, we must find the Martial Immortal!"
"Yes."
As everyone responded, streaks of light flew out simultaneously.
Wu Mu was still somewhat uneasy. He sent a telepathic message, and soon a blindfolded girl entered. She gracefully knelt before Wu Mu. The young girl possessed skin as smooth as jade, cherry-red lips, a slender neck, high, full breasts, and a supple waist. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, adding to her captivating beauty.
She wore a light black gauze dress, thin and sheer, which accentuated her graceful figure. A slit in the skirt revealed a glimpse of her fair thigh, alluring to the eye.
Her curvaceous body was incredibly seductive, especially her shapely, rounded buttocks—the epitome of a woman destined to bear children.
Wu Mu looked at the girl and said, "The person destined for the ninth reincarnation of Lord Wu Xian has appeared. This life cannot afford any mistakes. You are the last vessel for Lord Wu Xian's memories, and you will be the holy maiden who cultivates with him and bears his offspring. Go find Lord Wu Xian, fulfill your mission, and then bring him back."
Wu Xian'er bowed respectfully, her plump buttocks appearing even more pronounced as she bent over.
"Wu Xian'er obeys the decree."
…
In Wuxian City, at the Zhang family residence.
Zhang Xiaohu felt like he was dreaming.
In the dream, he was in a vast palace, with thousands submitting to him, countless people kneeling and shouting in worship.
His cultivation was terrifying; he could control the heavens with a single hand, possessing power unmatched by ordinary people.
He gasped for breath, his expression blank: "I am... Wu Xian?" "Wait... what is this?"
Suddenly.
Zhang Xiaohu felt a surge of spiritual energy within his body. This spiritual energy was actually a golden liquid, flowing vast and powerfully through his body.
"I can cultivate?!"
Zhang Xiaohu was overjoyed!
He was born with a useless meridian constitution, long since condemned to be a mediocre talent for life.
But he never expected...
Now, he actually had it now!
Moreover, this spiritual energy was extraordinary, appearing golden. Although he didn't know what it was, he could sense that this golden spiritual energy was far more powerful than ordinary spiritual energy.
Immediately, Zhang Xiaohu jumped up and excitedly went outside.
His memories contained numerous martial arts techniques. He randomly selected one and tried to circulate it.
*Whoosh!*
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Xiaohu felt his body move instantly. His limbs moved with practiced ease, and he executed move after move effortlessly.
*Boom!*
With a punch, the golden spiritual energy exploded, shattering a huge rock in front of him.
*It really wasn't a dream!*
Zhang Xiaohu was overjoyed.
He couldn't wait to go back and tell his father about it.
Meanwhile, on the horizon of Wuxian City, a flying boat hovered in the sea of clouds.
A group of people descended upon the sky above Wuxian City.
Qin Tian reclined lazily in the eight-treasure glazed cloud-patterned golden palanquin, supported by four voluptuous fairies clad in sheer veils.
Their light footsteps landed silently, yet the palanquin remained as stable as a mountain. Their snow-white skin was faintly visible, their nipples peeking out from beneath the thin veils, trembling slightly with their breath, stirring the heart.
Around the palanquin were dozens of beautiful maidens, some carrying feather fans, others incense burners, and still others wielding scepters. Each woman was graceful and beautiful, her every step radiant, as if walking on lotus blossoms.
Their attire was daring yet elegant; the gossamer-thin silk clung to their curvaceous figures, outlining their alluring curves.
Such a grand procession naturally attracted countless onlookers. The people of Wuxian City had never witnessed such extravagance, and they murmured among themselves, "Who on earth is this great figure, to have such beautiful fairies carrying his sedan chair?" "Could it be a celestial being reborn in the mortal world?" Some even knelt down in reverence, muttering incantations.
Ironically, the people of the Yin-Yang Immortal Realm are all descendants of immortals, yet here they were worshipping an outsider as an immortal.
But what shocked everyone most were the four fairies carrying the sedan chair. Such beauties carrying a sedan chair—who on earth was the person inside?
The sedan curtain was slightly lifted, and a woman in red wrapped her slender arm around Qin Tian's neck, gently lifting his head. She tenderly placed a longan into his mouth, smiling, "My lord, this is a top-quality longan offered by the Nine Heavens Sword River. It's said to absorb the water of the Sword Pool, making it sweet but not cloying, and it can even help you comprehend the Dao of the Sword. Please try it." Qin Tian narrowed his eyes, enjoying this exquisite service. The sedan chair was filled with fragrance; the woman's body scent mingled with various perfumes, creating a unique and alluring aroma.
He reached out and embraced the woman in red, kneading her full buttocks, causing her to gasp softly.
Four voluptuous beauties, accompanied by the sedan chair, descended directly into the Zhang family's residence. This sudden turn of events left the Zhang family disciples somewhat bewildered.
These stunningly beautiful fairies, dressed in alluring attire, captivated the young disciples. But when they saw these breathtakingly beautiful fairies, whom they could never even dream of, carrying a sedan chair, their worldview crumbled.
They then realized that not only were there four fairies carrying the sedan chair, but the rest of the procession waiting on either side were also incredibly beautiful women.
Several of them looked remarkably alike, possibly mother and daughters or sisters.
Zhang Dahu, the patriarch of the Zhang family, heard the commotion and rushed over. Upon seeing this dazzling procession, he was stunned for a moment.
"Am I not from the Nine Heavens Sword River? But the time hasn't come yet, and the Nine Heavens Sword River is a righteous and prestigious sect. How could their journey be so dissolute?"
Although puzzled, Zhang Dahu could sense that several of the accompanying fairies possessed terrifyingly powerful auras. Whoever was in the sedan chair, they were people his Zhang family could not afford to offend.
"May I ask which esteemed sir has come to my Zhang family? Is there anything I can do for you?" Zhang Dahu asked humbly, not daring to be presumptuous.
The pink curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a pair of jade-like hands, and then Qin Tian, surrounded by several rosy-cheeked fairies, stepped down from the air.
Qin Tian looked at Zhang Dahu indifferently, "Speak while kneeling."
A fierce glint flashed in Qin Tian's eyes. A terrifying, despair-inducing pressure swept across the heavens and earth, instantly enveloping the entire Wuxian City. Nearly 80% of the city's inhabitants lost consciousness in an instant, collapsing to the ground. Even those with high cultivation levels were paralyzed with fear, their legs trembling, unable to move, only able to stare in terror at their surroundings.
At the center of this pressure, the Zhang family was in even worse shape. All the disciples coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground, all the buildings cracked from the impact. As for the elders, including Zhang Dahu, their minds shattered, they knelt on the ground in terror.
"You're the head of the Zhang family? Where's your son?" Qin Tian's gaze swept across the area, but he didn't find the protagonist of destiny.
Based on his experience, anything involving the keyword "annulment of an engagement" was most likely the protagonist of destiny.
"Father, what happened!" Before Zhang Dahu could speak, Zhang Xiaohu rushed over.
Qin Tian's eyes narrowed slightly. He had just released seventy percent of his oppressive aura, covering the entire city, yet the young man seemed completely unaffected, his aura unchanged.
"Yinyin," Qin Tian called out in his mind.
"No doubt about it, this guy is the Chosen One. Let me format it and send you his personal information," the system Yinyin said.
A moment later, an information panel appeared before Qin Tian's eyes.
[Name: Zhang Xiaohu]
[Identity: Martial Immortal]
[Age: 20]
[Personality: Kind, patient, resilient]
[Realm: Body Tempering Mirror]
[Physique: Nine-Life Reincarnation Immortal Body]
[Cultivation Techniques: Martial Immortal Scripture, Heaven-Breaking Fist, Floating Pagoda Technique…]
[Magic Treasures: Wheel of Time, True Immortal Essence Blood, Martial Immortal Sword, Martial Immortal Armor, Heavenly Thunder Bow, Heavenly Fire Spear…]
[Life Experience: Master of the Martial Immortal Palace. To expel the impure bloodline within him caused by the passage of time, he repeatedly re-enters the cycle of reincarnation, using the power of reincarnation to cleanse his bloodline. He has now experienced eight reincarnations. If he succeeds in the ninth, he will be the last immortal True Immortal in the world.]
[Current Fate Value: 1 million]
Qin Tian was stunned. A Fate Value of 1 million? This was the highest Fate Value he had ever seen, even more than Gu Qinghan's. "That's normal. This protagonist is a savior type. His appearance will affect the world's operation and he has very important responsibilities, such as dispelling darkness, suppressing powerful enemies, and restoring a region," Yin Yin explained.
Qin Tian: "Then can we just kill him by force?"
Yin Yin: "No, aside from the fact that he's protected by this realm of time, if you kill him directly, you'll likely help him recall all his memories prematurely. At that point, with nine lifetimes combined into one, becoming a True Immortal, he'll be extremely troublesome." Qin Tian grasped the crucial information and asked, "You mean, his memories aren't complete right now?" "Yes, he needs to grow slowly, finding the remaining memories through repeated trials. However, the Martial Immortal Palace will secretly protect him, ensuring his safety."
"The Martial Immortal Palace, have they arrived yet?"
"No, when they were looking for someone, they spotted you. Your special destiny and your ancestor's protective magic treasures all exploded."
Qin Tian: "Can you get your hands on the Martial Immortal Palace's information and list?"
Yin Yin: "Yes, as long as they leave a trace in this world, I'll collect that information."
Qin Tian revealed a wicked smile, and Yin Yin, understanding perfectly, also gave a wicked smile.
Two kind-hearted individuals, one older and one younger, reached a consensus.
Qin Tian looked at Zhang Xiaohu and slightly beckoned. A bright-eyed, white-toothed, beautiful young woman with eyebrows like distant mountains and eyes like autumn waters stepped out of the sedan chair.
"You are Zhang Xiaohu, the one my daughter is engaged to?" Qin Tian took Qin Wenyu's small hand and looked at Zhang Xiaohu.
Upon hearing that this man was actually the father of his son's fiancée, Zhang Dahu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He understood that as a father, he was unhappy about his beloved daughter's marriage and wanted to give her a show of force.
"So you're my in-laws! Don't worry, my Zhang family will treat Wenyu well after she marries into our family and will not let her suffer the slightest grievance."
Zhang Dahu knelt on the ground, smiling obsequiously.
"Who said we're in-laws? I'm here to inform you that the engagement is dissolved. My daughter and your son are unworthy, and your Zhang family is even less worthy."
"What!" Zhang Dahu was shocked, then began to tremble. This public annulment was undoubtedly a slap in the face to him and his son.
A blatant humiliation. The Zhang family would not only lose face, but without this engagement, they would lose the protection of the Nine Heavens Sword River. They had even angered the Nine Heavens Sword River, and other surrounding forces would devour them like hungry wolves.
"Senior, you decide to set this engagement and then cancel it just like that? Isn't that a bit unreasonable?" Zhang Xiaohu said.
Although he hadn't awakened all his memories, if he wasn't mistaken, he might be a Martial Immortal, backed by the powerful Martial Immortal Palace. Therefore, his words carried more weight.
He did indeed possess some of the bearing of a Martial Immortal.
Qin Tian gave Zhang Xiaohu a meaningful look. If it weren't for the entire world above him protecting him, he would have slapped him to death long ago.
"You have no right to speak here." But Qin Tian just couldn't stand these destined protagonists.
Qin Tian directly raised his hand and slapped him from a distance. He didn't want to use too much force; if he did, he might trigger Zhang Xiaohu's memories, which would be a greater loss.
But even so, the slap made Zhang Xiaohu see stars, and his face swelled up considerably.
"Do you still have any objections to the annulment of the engagement?" Qin Tian felt that since only one side was swollen, it was a little asymmetrical, and he wanted to find a reason to make both sides symmetrical.
"I was rude. This engagement was already an honor for me. I agree to annul the engagement, and from now on, Miss Qin Wenyu and I will have nothing to do with each other."
What surprised and disappointed Qin Tian was that Zhang Xiaohu actually agreed immediately.
He knelt on the ground, head bowed, his expression unseen.
However, it probably wouldn't look very good.
Qin Tian shook his head. What a pity. He could have at least made it symmetrical.
"You're quite sensible. Wenyu, is there anything else you want to compensate him for?" Qin Tian looked at his daughter.
Qin Wenyu glanced at her father, then at the Zhang family father and son kneeling beside her. She walked to Zhang Xiaohu, took out a pill box, and placed a small shield in front of him.
She said softly, "The marriage agreement was made privately by Jiutian Jianhe. I had no intention of marrying, nor do I like you. This is a pill to cleanse your sword bones, capable of cleansing your marrow and tendons. Even if you can't cultivate, taking this pill will strengthen your body and make you immune to all diseases. This small shield is a spiritual treasure. Although its grade isn't high, it can still save your life in critical moments. Most importantly, it doesn't require a high level of cultivation to activate. Consider these as compensation." After Qin Wenyu finished speaking, she turned and left, returning to Qin Tian's side and taking her father's hand.
Qin Tian smiled and patted her head. No wonder she was raised by Xiao Meng; even without his guidance, she was a kind child.
Qin Duoduo and Qin Linglong's mother wasn't a good person to begin with, and coupled with his subtle influence and some twisted ideas, they were like little angels to Qin Tian, but to others, they were veritable witches, the kind who would kill without blinking an eye.
Qin Wenyu possessed a beauty untouched by Qin Tian's corrupting influence.
Long after Qin Tian left, Zhang Dahu looked at the unconscious clansmen lying on the ground, then at his son who kept his head down, and couldn't help but sigh.
They were the weak, and the weak have no right to resist, much less the right to refuse.
"Xiaohu..."
Zhang Dahu wanted to comfort his son, but was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Father, I want to go out and travel, to gain experience in the outside world. You don't need to worry about me, I can already cultivate." Zhang Xiaohu looked at the pills and small shield in front of him, biting his lip tightly, even when it bled, he didn't let go.
He grabbed the item in front of him, stood up, and left.
Zhang Dahu watched his son's retreating figure. He wanted to dissuade him, but didn't know what to say. Perhaps letting him go was a good thing; after all, the Zhang family might face annihilation afterward.
Previously, relying on their marriage agreement with the Nine Heavens Sword River, they had exploited and plundered the resources and territory of other surrounding forces. Now that their engagement had been broken off, these forces would certainly not let the Zhang family off the hook.
On the flying boat, Qin Tian extracted Elder Yang's soul from the Human Emperor Banner.
"Old Deng, I'm giving you a chance now. If you do well, I'll give you a physical body and make you work for me. Otherwise, I'll seal your soul in the banner forever, ensuring you never see the light of day again." Don't think life in the banner is easy; once you're out, you definitely don't want to go back in, especially with that madwoman inside.
Old Master Yang: "As long as you don't let me go back, I'll do anything you ask, Master!" Qin Tian nodded and told Old Master Yang part of the plan he and Yin Yin had discussed.
"Go, remember, this is your only chance."
"This old servant will do everything in my power!" Old Master Yang would probably even sell his backside for him now, let alone something so easy.
Several days passed in a flash.
In a dense forest, Zhang Xiaohu sat cross-legged in a cave. Golden light flowed around him, golden spiritual energy emanating from him, and an aura of quiet authority and divine power emanated from him.
"Whoosh."
Zhang Xiaohu opened his eyes, slightly raised his hand, and then slammed it down. With a loud boom, a palm-sized crater was punched into the ground.
"It seems I truly am a Martial Immortal. As my cultivation improves, my memories are slowly returning, and I can now skillfully utilize many techniques and supernatural abilities."
Zhang Xiaohu was overjoyed. In just three days, he had advanced from the Body Tempering Realm to the Profound Core Realm, almost a triple leap, one realm per day.
This terrifying cultivation speed was accelerating. He believed that in less than a year, he would be able to take revenge and make the one who humiliated him regret it.
As for his daughter...
Zhang Xiaohu touched the small shield in his arms, his longing for Qin Wenyu deepening.
In truth, Qin Tian and Qin Wenyu didn't know that this small compensation, given out of momentary kindness, had left a deep obsession in the heart of this Martial Immortal.
"Boom!"
Just then, a violent explosion suddenly erupted above his head.
Then, the pitch-black sky was illuminated as bright as day, the clouds tore apart, divine light burst forth, and boundless pressure swept across.
Immediately following, a series of explosions resounded.
"What's this?"
"A fierce battle is taking place?"
Zhang Xiaohu's expression changed drastically, and he cautiously peeked out.
In mid-air, a powerful sonic boom shook the heavens as two figures collided, locked in a fierce battle.
Countless colorful divine lights erupted, each move of the two combatants carrying terrifying divine power, sweeping down, shattering mountains and exploding ancient trees.
"I won't let you find him!"
"You dare betray the Martial Immortal Palace! When the Martial Immortal returns, he will certainly not let you off!" A booming voice echoed, and one figure appeared disheveled, struggling to defend himself.
Behind him, several terrifying figures attacked him simultaneously, but this person's combat power was also terrifying; he held off multiple opponents for a full half-hour.
Finally, that figure slipped slightly and was blasted in half by a giant seal, crashing into the ground, shattering rocks and sending shockwaves rippled through the air.
"That old bastard's still alive!"
"Find him! We must find him! He still has the magic weapon to find the Martial Immortal; we can't let him find the Martial Immortal alive!" Several golden figures boomed, followed by countless people flying out to search in all directions.
Zhang Xiaohu carefully hid in the cave all night.
This battle was terrifying; even the aftershocks could have killed him.
The next day, he cautiously emerged.
The mountain before him was a scene of utter devastation, a huge crater visible, leaving him utterly shocked.
"Hiss, what level was the person I fought last night?"
Zhang Xiaohu's expression changed drastically.
This level completely exceeded his previous understanding as a useless nobody.
He wanted to escape, and as he walked through the shattered valley, suddenly, Zhang Xiaohu heard someone calling his name.
"Lord Martial Immortal…is it really you…"
An old, frail figure, half-dead, looked at Zhang Xiaohu with surprise and joy.
Zhang Xiaohu looked at the half-dead figure and felt a chill run down his spine: "Who are you?" "My name is Wu Guang, an elder of the Martial Immortal Hall. I once followed you in battle, and it was you who bestowed upon me the surname Wu!" The old man wept.
"Wu Guang?"
Zhang Xiaohu's memories were incomplete, mostly fragmented. He did remember many people who followed him, were given the surname Wu by him, and became his personal guards.
There seemed to be someone named Wu Guang.
"You are…from the Martial Immortal Hall?" Zhang Xiaohu recalled that the people he fought last night had mentioned the Martial Immortal Hall, something about betraying the Martial Immortal?
"Yes, Lord Martial Immortal, you are the master of the Martial Immortal Palace, the man standing at the pinnacle of the world." Wu Guang coughed, blood streaming down his face, and looked at Zhang Xiaohu with tears in his eyes. "Lord Martial Immortal, I'm so glad you're alright. It wasn't for nothing that I risked my life to escape."
"What happened?"
Zhang Xiaohu was stunned, frowning. "Why were you being hunted by the people of the Martial Immortal Palace?" "Lord Martial Immortal, the Martial Immortal Palace has betrayed us! They suddenly launched a power grab, and many of your brothers who supported you are dead. I risked my life to steal the Martial Immortal Mirror, which is why they couldn't accurately locate you." As Wu Guang spoke, he took out an ancient mirror. Seeing the mirror, Zhang Xiaohu's memory flashed. He seemed to recall a mirror exactly like the one used to find him.
Zhang Xiaohu was dumbfounded. He had been thinking that with the powerful figures of the Martial Immortal Palace protecting him, he could level up quickly and safely.
Now you're telling me the Martial Immortal Palace has betrayed us?
"Lord Martial Immortal, you must hide! Those traitors are searching for you everywhere, and they're getting better and better at it. Remember, if anyone tells you they're from the Martial Immortal Palace and have come to take you back, you absolutely must not go back with them!"
"They want to capture you and refine your Nine Reincarnations Power!" Wu Guang said, tears streaming down his face, his voice filled with vivid detail and unwavering sincerity.
Zhang Xiaohu felt his head spinning, buzzing, unable to make sense of what was happening.
"I know it's hard for you to believe right now, but please, Lord Martial Immortal, search my soul and see for yourself what's going on at the Martial Immortal Palace!"
Wu Guang's voice was barely a whisper: "I hope that after searching my soul, Lord Martial Immortal can escape quickly and then search for the memory fragments left from your previous eight lives. You must collect these memory imprints before those traitors find you!"
"Memory fragments?" Zhang Xiaohu was stunned; he didn't remember anything like that.
"In your eight previous lives, a fragment of your memory descended from each life, scattered throughout this realm. Sealed within these fragments are your memories, cultivation level, insights, and techniques from that lifetime. Once you find the first fragment, you can recover a portion of your memories, giving you the means to fight those traitors."
"Martial Immortal, please quickly increase your cultivation and avenge me." With these words, his breath grew weaker.
Zhang Xiaohu, seeing Wu Guang near death, panicked. "What can I do to save you?"
"I… my body has been shattered by the traitors of the Martial Immortal Palace, my soul severely injured, and I'm nearing the end. There's only a sliver of hope…" Wu Guang's voice hesitated.
"What hope?"
Zhang Xiaohu frowned. He couldn't fully trust the old man yet, but he was a Martial Immortal, and besides himself, only the Martial Immortal Palace knew about his nine reincarnations.
Moreover, if the old man was telling the truth, and the Martial Immortal Palace had betrayed him, then this old man was his only remaining support.
Wu Guang said haltingly, "I can retain my last wisp of soul, as long as I can reside in your sea of consciousness, Lord Martial Immortal."
"Sea of consciousness?"
Zhang Xiaohu frowned.
Although he had only recently regained some memories, he knew that the sea of consciousness was extremely important, especially for him; all his memories resided there.
If he let the other party in…
Wu Guang smiled bitterly, "It's alright. Lord Martial Immortal's sea of consciousness is incredibly important. I was presumptuous. I'm already very satisfied to see you before I die. I really doubt the time I spent following you, taking 30 arrow wounds, 50 knife wounds, and 80 assassination attempts for you…"
"Ah, Lord Martial Immortal, I'm going to die…"
"Damn it, wait a minute, don't die yet!"
Seeing Wu Guang about to kick the bucket, Zhang Xiaohu became anxious.
Although he didn't know if Wu Guang had really taken so many things for him, he was starting to believe it.
Although he sensed something was amiss, he couldn't think too much about it at the moment: "How do I open my sea of consciousness?"
"My lord, you really..." Wu Guang's face was filled with disbelief.
"Before entering my sea of consciousness, you must show me your memories!"
"Alright, alright, thank you, Immortal Wu." Wu Guang seemed to be experiencing a final burst of energy, gathering his last bit of strength.
"As long as you don't resist, I'll come in now."
As he spoke, Wu Guang's body instantly withered, but a beam of white light flew out from between his eyebrows, directly entering Zhang Xiaohu's mind.
Zhang Xiaohu's first reaction was a sudden sense of alarm, an urge to resist and reject.
But then he remembered what Wu Guang had said earlier, and could only barely suppress this instinct, letting a chilling aura fly into his mind.
After a long while...
Wu Guang's voice, weak and feeble, finally escaped: "Thank you, Lord Martial Immortal! My remnant soul is saved. Rest assured, my lord, once your cultivation recovers, expelling my remnant soul will be a mere thought. Don't worry, I won't harm you."
"Hmm..."
Zhang Xiaohu nodded hesitantly.
"My lord, look closely, this is my memory."
Soon, a new memory appeared in Zhang Xiaohu's mind.
In a vast, boundless palace, figures flashed by.
Countless people fought, the ground littered with corpses, the entire Martial Immortal Hall stained with blood. Many of them seemed familiar to Zhang Xiaohu, yet he also seemed unfamiliar, but he saw Wu Guang.
When the traitors tried to use the Martial Immortal Realm to find him, Wu Guang fought his way out, desperately seizing the Martial Immortal Realm, and then, with a group of loyal soldiers clearing a path, broke through the encirclement.
The roars and cries of those dying warriors echoed in his ears.
"Ah! You damned traitors! Lord Martial Immortal will not let you get away with this!"
"Wu Mu, have you forgotten the glory we shared fighting alongside Lord Martial Immortal?!"
"Run! Every one of you who escapes is a chance to protect Lord Martial Immortal! We can't let these traitors find him!"
"Ah!! With me here today, you won't get through!"
"Lord Martial Immortal, I can no longer fight alongside you..."
Zhang Xiaohu looked at the figures dying tragically one by one. He cried. He believed it too. Wu Guang's eyes were filled with hatred as he gritted his teeth and said, "Traitors deserve to die!"
"Wu Guang, don't worry, once I've gathered all the memory fragments, we'll go back and avenge our brothers, making those traitors pay the price!"
"Thank you, sir... You can use everything in my memories as you wish, but my remnant soul has been severely injured for too long. I need to recover first. Once I regain a little strength, I'll come back to help you find the memory fragments." As Wu Guang's voice slowly faded, the surroundings returned to calm.
Zhang Xiaohu felt angry at the traitors, but a strange feeling also stirred within him, his expression a mixture of emotions.
He felt something was amiss...
But he couldn't quite put his finger on it.