Food System in Cultivation World-Chapter 477 - 443: The Spirit Sheds Its Skin, the Scholar Picks a Flower
Under the moonlight, nine Lady Meng surrounded Chen Xu.
They uttered soft calls: "My lord, why are you so heartless?"
"My lord, open your eyes and take a good look at me..."
"My lord, my heart aches..."
Chen Ping lay on the ground, genuinely furious, his heart aching.
But gradually, as he clutched his chest, he felt somewhat bewildered.
Yes, it was Chen Ping who was bewildered, not Chen Xu.
Although the nine Lady Meng, draped in fluttering gauze, were elegantly surrounded Chen Xu, their target at the moment was not Chen Ping.
Yet all nine voices were tender as water, every one of them mournful and moving.
Though Chen Ping was not the primary target of Lady Meng and wished for them to be torn apart, he was just a mortal; hearing such alluring voices, he couldn’t help but waver.
Just one sound from Lady Meng made Chen Ping’s legs go weak, causing him to lie on the ground.
When all nine voiced together, Chen Ping felt his bones ache, suffused with a sweet pain.
He hated being captivated but couldn’t resist fixating on those delicate figures in the moonlight.
The hem of their skirts rippled, and each step bloomed with lotus.
The plants disheveled, bare feet tender and smooth.
Under the moonlight, soft arms waved gauze like spring waves, with some sleeves brushing against Chen Xu, releasing a sweet fragrance.
Chen Xu grasped one of these gauze sleeves.
A Lady Meng immediately chuckled lightly.
She also held the long gauze sleeve, then extended ten slender fingers as if pulling threads, simultaneously tugging the sleeve while inching toward Chen Xu.
What appeared to be a tug-of-war, when targeted at a piece of gauzy sleeve, seemed extra alluring.
Chen Xu held the sleeve’s end tightly, unwilling to let go.
Lady Meng moved closer, bit by bit reclaiming the sleeve.
"My lord," she said, staring at Chen Xu with a dreamy gaze, "did you know I’ve admired you for many years?"
"Oh." The usually reticent Chen Xu finally responded, "I was born, not yet reaching young adulthood.
But you’ve admired me for many years? How could there be many years?"
His voice was light, like a wavering breeze under the moon, revealing no noticeable emotional fluctuations.
Yet, he finally spoke!
Lady Meng secretly rejoiced.
Her Charm Technique doesn’t fear guarded targets. As long as the target responds, even a cautious response marks them.
This plants an imprint in the heart, unconsciously deepening their infatuation until they lose resistance and succumb to her.
Additionally, Chen Xu was struck by Evil Qi from her shoe insoles.
Lady Meng still couldn’t fathom how this latent Evil Qi suddenly erupted, but Chen Xu was undoubtedly bound by the Evil Qi chains.
Through sensing the connection with the Evil Qi, Lady Meng could detect its chains incessantly eroding Chen Xu’s Primordial Qi.
Over time, Lady Meng had increasingly felt herself growing more powerful.
She absorbed Chen Xu’s Primordial Qi from afar!
The longer it drags on, she gains strength while Chen Xu weakens.
This is why Lady Meng, despite repeatedly chasing Chen Xu without catching him, remains undeterred.
Though seeming fierce, this pursuit is merely an appetizer.
Now, Lady Meng has resolved to reap the rewards.
Nine Lady Meng, some ahead and some behind, left and right, swayed nearer to Chen Xu.
The one tugging the sleeve walked in front.
She locked eyes with Chen Xu, speaking softly like an oriole’s song:
"My lord, you are one of eternal life, oblivious to living beings that dawn and die before nightfall. A day and night constitute a spring and autumn; a spring and autumn count as a year.
Since I heard your name and knew of your deeds, though only days have passed, it feels as if it were decades, even centuries.
How is this not a long time?
Though I’m not of the Human Race, I do have a heart.
My lord, why not take a look at my heart?"
As her words fell, the sleeve was fully reclaimed.
Lady Meng stood intimately before Chen Xu.
He bowed his head, meeting her reddened eyes, her snowy skin as if basked in moonlight.
The long sleeve drooped to the ground. Chen Xu extended a hand, seemingly to wipe her tears.
His palm wide, fingers long, with calluses from years of penmanship.
As his hand approached, Lady Meng’s face flushed instantly.
His fingers lightly touched Lady Meng’s elegant chin but swiftly pulled down like a Magical Treasure clamp, seizing her neck.
In that moment, Chen Xu unleashed an unimaginable Giant Strength.
Unbelievable not only to mortals but also to existing spirits and ghosts baffled by his power.
It’s not merely Attribute Points stacking nor just cultivation enhancement.
The source was his time at the Divine Machine Sect, wielding the hammer, practicing the Divine Machine Tempering Method, gradually developing his innate attributes—
Even he found his current strength somewhat fearsome.
This sheer Giant Strength pressed down, Lady Meng’s hide once resilient as monster cowhide turned frail like a real mortal.
Crack, her neck snapped, tendons and bones crushed.
Her body collapsed, dark red blood splattered from the broken neck.
Just one move.
Chen Xu hesitated not to act; once acting, he instantly tore apart Lady Meng’s skin body.
Then only heard a series of piercing shrieks.
From all directions, other Lady Mengs, already closing in on Chen Xu, cried out together in various voices filled with anguish and blame:
"You wretch, dare destroy my Dharma body!"
"My lord, why are you so heartless?"
"My head, my body, ah... my life!"
All voices came together into an endless wave, surging toward Chen Xu.
Through its path, trees exploded, earth layers upturned.
Buzzing sounds—
Chen Ping lay not far away, his ears ringing painfully, then felt warm blood flowing from his ear canals.
Afterward, he heard nothing.
Had he not felt two small figures, unsure where from, come beside him, left and right touching his shoulders?
Two strange energies from shoulder acupoints flowed into him, calming the tumultuous Qi Blood and preventing his heart from feeling like it’d explode.
He heard nothing but sensed his heartbeat pounding vigorously.
Thump-thump-thump!
One beat after another.
Lady Meng surrounded Chen Xu from all sides.
Some were mournful and charming.
Others ripped off their facial skin, revealing hideous monsters with green faces, fangs, and bumpy skin beneath beautiful disguises.
These creatures struck fiercely, like lightning, darting around Chen Xu.
On the ground, Chen Ping could do nothing but scream loudly.
But he heard not his cries.
He merely beheld the terrifying moment as Chen Xu’s previously indifferent face suddenly displayed a slight smile.
Under the moonlight, the monsters attacked.
Yet the azure-robed scholar formed Finger Techniques like plucking flowers.
He waved gently, as if dusting off.
In the next moment, blazing flames bloomed like a lotus.
