Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation-Chapter 147 - 121: Ling Qiyue: Little Junior Brother, You Belong to Me Now...
Ling Changqing murmured, embracing her voluptuous and silky-smooth body.
"That’s not true at all!"
Ling Qiyue huffed. "It should be said that *you* belong to *me*, Junior Brother!"
"...Is there a difference?"
Ling Changqing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He had no idea how to respond to such a transparent attempt to save face.
"There’s a huge difference!"
Ling Qiyue said, her face flushing. True to her proud nature, she still refused to back down verbally, even at a time like this.
They bickered for a while. Gazing at his senior sister’s undulating curves and her fiery, seductive, snow-white body, the flames of desire in Ling Changqing’s heart couldn’t help but stir once more.
"Oh? Not a chance!"
Ling Qiyue was instantly on guard. She forcefully suppressed his advances, turned the tables completely, and straddled him, beginning to lord over him herself.
...
Ling Changqing sighed in resignation. ’Looks like I won’t be able to turn the tables and be the one in charge until my Cultivation surpasses my Senior Sister’s,’ he thought.
「Three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.」
"...Junior Brother, has your Luck and Fortune recovered?"
After another round of fierce "battle," the stunning, mature beauty held the young man in her arms and asked in a sweet, intimate voice.
"It’s all recovered. I never expected the effects of our Cultivation to be this good!"
Ling Changqing mused that Dual Cultivating with a Dao Companion at a higher Cultivation Realm was indeed incredibly beneficial—provided one’s body could withstand it.
Of course, thanks to his rapid advancement in the Vajra Tula Demon Suppression Technique, Ling Changqing’s current physical strength was already on par with that of a Late stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
With the discreet assistance of the Era Star Palace, he had managed to withstand Ling Qiyue’s round after round of fierce onslaughts over the past three days, surprisingly holding his own without fail.
A message exuding a mysterious Dao Rhyme silently materialized in his sea of consciousness:
[Master of the Era Star Palace: Ling Changqing]
[Bone Age: 31/297]
[Cultivation: Early stage Foundation Establishment]
[Destiny: 91+220]
[Blessed Fortune: 88+193]
[Physique: 40]
[Root Bone: 37]
[Comprehension: 45]
[Divine Soul: 102]
[Alchemy Dao: 1297/30000 (Second Rank Low Grade)]
[Primary Cultivation Technique: Profound Truth Black Water Scripture (4th Floor) 11796/20000]
[Primary Cultivation Technique: Taiyin Moonlight Divine Heart Refining Scripture (1st Floor) 459/30000]
[Body Cultivation Technique: Vajra Tula Demon Suppression Technique (2nd Floor) 2190/12000]
[Spirit Root: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Bottom rank Earth Grade 873/30000]
[Noble: Tang Qiu Yao/Ling Qiyue/Fu Yin Xue/Shentu Hong/Xue Qingtan]
[Noble: ?]
[Dao Companion: Tang Qiu Yao/Ling Qiyue]
After three days and three nights of diligent Dual Cultivation, Ling Changqing’s Luck and Fortune had not only fully recovered, but their upper limits had also increased.
Furthermore, his Physique and Root Bone, as well as his Divine Soul and Comprehension, had all seen some improvement, and the same was true for his Primary Cultivation Technique and Spirit Root Talent.
The Taiyin Moonlight Divine Heart Refining Scripture was his most recently acquired Cultivation Technique. Although he had only just started practicing it, the benefits to his Divine Soul Origin were already beginning to show.
"Senior Sister, how much has your Cultivation improved?"
Ling Changqing asked, thinking to himself that he wasn’t far from the Middle stage Foundation Establishment. Perhaps he could advance in just a few more years of training.
Ling Qiyue’s voice was gentle. "It probably saved me three years of hard work. If we can... do this more often in the future, I don’t think reaching the Middle stage Golden Core will be a problem."
She had previously worried that engaging in Dual Cultivation with Ling Changqing so soon would be detrimental to his body. Now, it was clear her judgment had been mistaken.
’Then again,’ she thought, ’he’s considered a Body Cultivator now, and his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators. So, I suppose this result isn’t too surprising.’
They cuddled affectionately for a while longer before Ling Qiyue reluctantly released him, got up, and began to dress.
As her magnificent dress once again enveloped her voluptuous and enchanting snow-white body and her glossy black hair was coiled up, Ling Qiyue reverted to her usual cool, bewitching, and mature beauty.
Ling Changqing dressed and briefly scanned his surroundings, finding that there was no movement outside. Everything was as it should be.
"Those guys are probably still dawdling in the passageway. It’ll be a while before they can track us here," Ling Qiyue said, taking out the palm-sized Ancient Bronze Mirror and infusing it with Magical Power.
"Why don’t I give it a try? I might find something different," Ling Changqing suggested.
"Alright."
Ling Qiyue handed him the Ancient Bronze Mirror and told him how to use it.
Ling Changqing did as instructed. At the cost of consuming more than half of his Magical Power, he finally made the image in the Ancient Bronze Mirror much clearer.
In the mirror, a group of black-robed Cultivators battled hordes of Daoist Soldier Puppets in a passageway that shimmered with silver light. The glow of various Divine Techniques and Spiritual Treasures flashed one after another.
At a rough estimate, fewer than thirty of the black-robed Cultivators were still alive. The rest, needless to say, had already perished.
A few moments later, the image in the mirror faded.
"Hmm, the one in the lead should have a Middle Stage Golden Core Cultivation. There are also a few Pseudo Core masters, and the rest are at the Late Middle Stage Foundation Establishment," Ling Qiyue mused. The lineup was formidable, but she wasn’t particularly intimidated.
Ling Changqing said, "Let’s not worry about them. We should continue looking for our own opportunities."
’It’ll take them at least another three or four days to reach this point,’ he thought. ’There’s no telling how many of them will still be alive by then.’
Ling Qiyue agreed. She put away the tent, the Array Banners, and the Daoist Soldier Puppet outside, then left hand-in-hand with Ling Changqing.
The magnificent, golden-tiled main hall was over ten *li* in diameter. There were no visible pillars or supports; the entire structure was a single, seamless entity, as bright as day.
In the center of the hall stood thirteen semicircular doorways, their frames shimmering with spiritual light and emitting a faint, oppressive aura.
Ling Changqing cautiously observed the smooth floor tiles, carefully avoiding areas with exquisite patterns. Taking Ling Qiyue by the arm, he slowly made his way toward the center.
After more than an hour of careful maneuvering, the two finally reached the area near the doorways.
"Junior Brother, which door should we take?" Ling Qiyue asked in a low voice.
The choice was of grave importance. No one knew what lay behind the doors; a single misstep could lead to an insurmountable crisis.
Ling Changqing focused his senses, but the thirteen magnificent doorways appeared identical. The auras they emitted were exactly the same, making them impossible to distinguish through normal means.
As the Era Star Palace in his sea of consciousness trembled slightly, a sliver of profound and abstruse information flowed into his Divine Soul.
In the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, Ling Changqing had already made his choice.
"It has to be this one!" Ling Changqing said, pointing to the third doorway from the left.
From his unique perspective, it was the only doorway not wreathed in the Qi of Curse and Resentment. On the contrary, it faintly shimmered with an auspicious light, shrouded in a rosy mist.
"Alright, I trust your judgment."
Ling Qiyue said without the slightest hesitation, holding his arm as they approached it.
Ling Changqing slowly lifted his foot and stepped through the mirror-like curtain of light, causing it to ripple like the surface of water.
Ling Qiyue held his hand tightly and followed him through.
When her vision cleared, Ling Qiyue found herself standing in another, equally magnificent hall. Beneath her feet was a soft, white carpet.
The hall was circular. Along the walls, a dark-gold pillar stood every fifty paces, each about ten zhang tall and so thick it would take two people to encircle it with their arms.
In the center of the hall, an illusory, shimmering golden hourglass floated ten zhang in the air, with a constant stream of glowing sand falling within it.
"The opportunities... must be hidden inside these pillars," Ling Changqing said, pointing to the illusory hourglass. "Any Cultivator who enters this place can stay for a maximum of twelve hours. How much they gain will depend on their own fortune!"
This was the core area of the ruins. The rules set by its previous master were simple and fair, with no loopholes to exploit.
"So, shall we start trying now?"
Ling Qiyue glanced around. Given the hall’s size, there must be hundreds of pillars. She wondered what kinds of treasures were hidden within them.
"Let’s check this one first."
Ling Changqing said, taking her arm and walking to a pillar by the wall to study it.
Despite the long passage of time, the pillar’s surface was still as smooth as new and felt faintly warm to the touch.
After studying it for a moment, Ling Changqing extended his Divine Thought into the pillar’s interior, attempting to communicate with it.
A moment later, with a CLICK, a recess appeared on the pillar’s smooth surface about three feet from the ground.
