In an ordinary inn, a beautiful and elegant young woman leaned against the doorway, gazing at a handsome young man in a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a bed.
The young man's face was extremely pale, with dried blood at the corners of his mouth. He placed his hands flat on his abdomen, silently chanting some kind of cultivation technique. His face flickered from pale to red, then from red to blue, then back to white again... and this cycle continued endlessly. Gradually, faint wisps of white smoke emerged from his black hair, a truly magical sight.
The beautiful and elegant young woman stared at the young man in bed with a mixture of worry and curiosity. She was deeply puzzled by this bizarre phenomenon, but she dared not utter a single sound, as if afraid to disturb him, until her eyes gradually closed.
Ling Xiao sat there for the entire night!
When he opened his eyes again, it was already the next morning. After a night of recuperation and revitalizing his energy, his meridians finally stabilized, but the ten meridians remained weak, requiring at least half a month to fully recover.
Thinking back to yesterday, when he had used all his might to unleash the first move of "Sword Mastery," "Sword Mark," created by Bu Jingyun, the Uncrying Death God, the power was incredibly domineering and ferocious. With his current strength as an eighth-level martial artist, he could definitely kill Luo Qingshuang, a mid-level profound practitioner, with a single blow. However, Ling Xiao didn't want to kill her completely. He held no grudge against Luo Qingshuang, and if he did, he would undoubtedly face the Luo family's wrath, something he couldn't currently withstand.
Yesterday, he had gone to buy a sword, simply to provide himself with a life-saving weapon for the journey to the Desolate Mountains. "Sword Master" has three moves. The first, "Sword Leaves a Mark," is the most domineering and ferocious, drawing blood with every strike. The second, "Sword Flowing Cloud," and the third, "Sword Meteor," are beyond his current profound strength...
In his previous life, he had barely managed to use the third move, "Sword Meteor," but it killed eight innate masters with a single strike, demonstrating its astonishing power.
Ling Xiao got out of bed and looked up to see Bai Yuxi sitting by the doorway, huddled and trembling.
Shocked, Ling Xiao immediately walked over. Her face was extremely pale, her eyelashes curled like butterflies, fluttering constantly. Her arms were folded across her chest, like a pitiful kitten, her eyes adorned with pity.
Ling Xiao touched her forehead; it was very hot; it looked like she had a fever.
Ling Xiao reached down and lifted her up. Although he was frail, he could still lift Bai Yuxi, who weighed less than a hundred pounds. Bai Yuxi clung to Ling Xiao's neck tightly, as if clutching a blanket for warmth. Her little head restlessly burrowed into Ling Xiao's embrace, looking incredibly adorable.
Ling Xiao's heart fluttered. The girl's plump, soft flesh filled him with such pleasure that he longed to ravage her.
In both this life and past lives, Ling Xiao had been surrounded by beautiful women, yet he remained a virgin.
Many people wondered why. Was there something wrong with him?
Wrong. Ling Xiao himself was also quite obsessed with this matter.
Since childhood, he had always listened to his old master.
When his old master was teaching him martial arts, he said something he still regrets. "Xiao'er, to practice peerless martial arts, you must maintain your virginity. Only then can you achieve supreme true power with pure energy."
At that time, Ling Xiao was deeply fond of martial arts. His ambition was to become the supreme master of the martial arts world, so he took Old Ghost Master's words to heart. It wasn't until he and the four supreme masters of Ghost Gate perished together that Ling Xiao repented and cursed his worthless master for killing him before he could even enjoy life.
Luckily, he now had another chance to start over, otherwise he would have regretted it forever.
Ling Xiao suppressed the rising evil fire and laid Bai Yuxi flat on the bed, then covered her with a blanket. He then asked the waiter to bring a basin of hot water for her face. He then used the little bit of profound energy he had recovered last night to transfer a little to Bai Yuxi. He believed that by noon, her fever would be gone. Looking at the lovely and charming Bai Yuxi before him, Ling Xiao suddenly had a sinister thought. "Why not just let her be my maid for life? Otherwise, if she becomes a slave to another man, that would be a huge loss."
In Meteorite City, all maids are required to accompany their masters on all matters, including their nightly duties.
"Bah, when did I become so mean?" Ling Xiao spat. He ate a little of the food the waiter had just brought, then gathered his thoughts and sat down on the floor to meditate again.
While Ling Xiao was meditating and healing in the inn, a frantic search for him was underway outside.
Last night, Ling Zhan was also meditating and cultivating his Sanfen Guiyuan Qi, but was interrupted by Meng Xiyun. The reason was simple: her son had been out with his goddaughter all day and hadn't returned. As a mother, she was worried. Furthermore, she didn't know her son had regained his profound strength, and she didn't want to see him again, seriously injured and unconscious. Just as Ling Xiao and Meng Xiyun were about to leave to search for their son, Ling Zhan's third brother, Ling Tao, arrived at their long-deserted house.
Ling Tao, thirty-three years old, had recently broken through to the intermediate-level Xuanshi realm. Dressed in a blue robe and carrying a spear, he arrived at Ling Zhan's house with a dragon-like, tiger-like gait.
Upon seeing Ling Zhan, Ling Tao immediately clasped his fists and said respectfully, "Second brother, eldest sister-in-law!"
Meng Xiyun smiled, "Third brother, you're here!"
"Third brother, why are you here?" Ling Zhan asked, hugging Ling Tao's shoulders.
Although Ling Zhan's meridians had been damaged, his third brother still respected his eldest brother with the same respect, and the two brothers had a very close relationship.
Ling Tao smiled and said, "I'm here to see second brother. By the way, why isn't Xiao'er here?"
"I was just about to go out to look for that brat. I've been out all day and haven't seen him. Your sister-in-law is getting worried," Ling Zhan said. "What? Xiao'er hasn't come back yet?" Ling Tao exclaimed.
"Don't worry, third brother. Xiao'er might have been having too much fun and lost track of time." Ling Zhan wasn't particularly worried about Ling Xiao. He already knew his son could cultivate his profound energy again, and as long as he didn't run into any serious trouble, nothing would happen.
"Oh, something's happened! Big brother, I'll go with you to find Xiao'er. Big sister-in-law, you just wait at home," Ling Tao said anxiously. These words frightened Meng Xiyun so much that she staggered and nearly fainted. She quickly grabbed Ling Tao's hand and asked, "Third brother, explain yourself before you leave. What happened to my Xiao'er?"
Ling Tao briefly replied, "Today, Xiao'er had a fight with the Luo family's daughter at Weixiangju. She defeated her, but it seems Xiao'er was also injured..."
Before Ling Tao could finish, Meng Xiyun shuddered and asked, "What, my son is injured?"
"Men are talking, women shouldn't interrupt," Ling Zhan snorted, then asked Ling Tao, "Is Xiao'er seriously injured?"
"I don't know if she is, but second brother, I just want to ask you, is Xiao'er able to cultivate profound energy again?" Ling Tao asked instead of answering. Ling Zhan realized this matter couldn't be concealed, and immediately nodded, saying, "Xiao'er has gained some opportunities to rebuild her profound strength."
"That's right. Everyone in the restaurant knows Xiao'er can rebuild her profound strength. News spread quickly. I'm sure many people will know about it, even Father. That's why I rushed here," Ling Tao said seriously.
"You mean... someone is trying to harm Xiao'er?" Ling Zhan speculated.
"Don't you find it strange, second brother? You and Xiao'er both had their meridians damaged. Someone must be trying to harm our Ling family's rising prodigy. Now I must find Xiao'er quickly and use our family's greatest strength to protect him. Once he truly becomes a great spiritual master, our Ling family will dominate Meteorite City," Ling Tao said clearly.
"There's no time to lose! Let's go find Xiao'er," Ling Zhan said quickly. He believed Ling Tao's words without a doubt. He was the true victim, knowing that someone, jealous of his and his father's astonishing talents, had stifled them before they could become spiritual masters. As the saying goes, "Mu Xiu and Lin Feng will be destroyed!"
Meanwhile, Luo Qingshuang was brought back to the family home by her eldest brother, Luo Biao. The burly man was none other than Luo Biao, one of the three evil young men of Meteorite City. His "evil deeds" were merely his arrogance and overbearing behavior, far more open and aboveboard than Li Guangyin's bullying of men and women.
"Biao'er, what happened to Shuang'er?" a dignified middle-aged man of about forty-two asked Luo Biao, who hurried over carrying Luo Qingshuang. This man was Luo Biao's great uncle, Luo Tianzheng, Luo Qingshuang's father, a high-level Xuanshi.
"Uncle, Shuang'er is fine. She must have fainted," Luo Biao replied. Luo Tianzheng glanced at the numerous sword marks on his daughter's body, her clothes ripped in many places. His brow furrowed into a frown, and he shouted, "Luo Biao, explain to me what happened."
Luo Biao shuddered, then handed Luo Qingshuang to two maids, who brought her to his room. Then he told Luo Tianzheng everything that had happened at Weixiangju.
After hearing this, Luo Tianzheng breathed a sigh of relief, but then asked seriously, "Are you saying that the crippled young man from the Ling family defeated Qingshuang with a single move?"
Luo Biao nodded heavily and said, "Indeed, I saw the incredible power of that move, so I attacked it with Sister Shuang. But Sister Shuang took the direct hit, and she looked... rather embarrassed. If Ling Xiao had wanted to kill her, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to save her."
Luo Biao was still terrified. Even with his current strength as a high-level Xuanist, he wasn't confident he could survive Ling Xiao's move. Perhaps only a Xuanshi could possibly suppress him. "Alright, since Qingshuang was responsible, let's just forget about it. You can leave," Luo Tianzheng said, waving his hand.
After Luo Biao left, Luo Tianzheng launched himself into the inner courtyard of the family.
The Ling family's wasted talent, once sentenced to death, has been able to cultivate his profound strength again. This news must be shared with his father. After all, two years ago, this wasted talent was hailed as Meteorite City's greatest genius. Who knows what surprises this rise will bring.