My Life is a literal「Life」stream!-Chapter 39: Death’s Abreast!
"Hah... Hah..." Fang He panted as he crashed into the secret mountain where he and Mu Jiaojiao had agreed to meet.
Mu Jiaojiao, who was calmly sitting on a rock, looking all pretty, got quite a scare and jumped to her feet!
"Ahh! Senior Fang?"
"Quick... help me!" Fang He staggered to his feet and came towards her. The <Heavenly Sword Sweeping Past The Heavens!> Technique was extremely fast, but the resulting storm of sword Qi was wont to severely injure the user in the process.
"Senior Fang? What happened to you!" Mu Jiaojiao exclaimed in surprise.
In her mind, there could only be two outcomes from his operation. It was either he came back in one piece while boasting about his successfully killing that fellow daoist and proceeding to ravage her until she could no longer walk for a long time, or he did not come back at all while the news of his death would reach the Desolate Yin sect tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, Fang He had returned, but he had returned with grave injuries!
Just how terrifying was that person that even a Third Circle True Master realm cultivator had to use the <Heavenly Sword Sweeping Past The Heavens!> Technique?!
"Huff... Huff..." Fang He’s breathing turned rough as he tried to suppress the sword Qi in his body. He looked at Mu Jiaojiao and sighed in pain. "I won’t get to dual cultivate with you tonight, Jiaojiao."
The injuries he had gotten from his own escape technique far exceeded the injuries he had received from Xiao Shen. One general rule in the cultivation world was that 1+1 was not two.
It was 11!
The injuries previously sustained coupled with the newly sustained injuries made it so that his life had almost come to an end. If he wanted to recover, then surely he would have to go into seclusion for at least a hundred years!
Mu Jiaojiao smiled coldly with her exquisitely beautiful face. "Oh, Senior Fang. You surely will dual cultivate, alright."
Fang He felt his little fang leap in his pants. However, he shook his head. "No, no. Though tempting, I must decline... I’ll just do it with Jiaojiao when I come out of seclusion in a few years."
If he were to give in to his desires and lose a lot of yang energy, would his wounds not become extremely aggravated?!
That would mean that he would have to spend more time in seclusion!
Forget about a hundred years, if he forced himself to dual cultivate with Mu Jiaojiao, then he would have to enter into seclusion for a thousand years before his injuries would heal!
Though it was worth it...
No, no. That would mean that he would not be able to dual cultivate Mu Jiaojiao’s tightness for a thousand years!
"Heh." Mu Jiaojiao snorted coldly and looked at him as though she was looking at a corpse. "Who said you were going to be dual cultivating with me?"
At this moment, several huge black men from a branch of the Infinite Perversion Dual Cultivation sect appeared out of the bushes.
She had some connections with the great Dual Cultivation sect and was able to request for the services of several gay dual cultivators, preferably those with a phallus size of eleven inches and beyond.
"Eh?" Fang He was surprised as all these men just came out all of a sudden."What..."
"Mmn-mmn-mm! What a fine fellow!" The first gay dual cultivator uncle licked his lips.
"Indeed, he is the one." Mu Jiaojiao smiled coldly. "Please be rough on him. Don’t stop until he cannot walk for ten years!"
Fang He had tears well up in his eyes as several huge man ran towards him.
Jiaojiao... Why?!
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At the end of the ordeal, Fang He was broken both physically and mentally. He lay on the ground like a dead horse and the light in his eyes were gone.
He was not dead, even though he wished to be. At this moment, all his injuries had been severely aggravated and even his cultivation had dropped by a significant level. These injuries were not something that seclusion could heal anymore. Infact, it could very well be said that his cultivation journey had ended here.
"Aiyah, the look on your face is priceless, Senior Fang!" Mu Jiaojiao smiled coldly as she squatted down and poked Fang He on the cheek.
His eyes moved upwards and glared at her with hatred.
He currently was so broken that he could not do anything at all and was only capable of moving his eyes!
At this moment, he truly learnt that the whitest of faces hid the blackest of hearts!
At this moment, nothing would give him as much joy as killing Mu Jiaojiao!
She was the cause of his current problems, after all. However, his eyes unwittingly moved over to her large chest in regret.
If she were to die, wouldn’t such a godly cleavage go to waste?
Ah, forget it. As long as the body was warm, then he could enjoy it to his hearts content!
When it turned cold, then he would turn it into a Jiangshi and enjoy it some more!
Mu Jiaojiao followed his gaze to her chest and chuckled. "Hehe, even at a time like this, Senior Fang is still a f*cking pervert who can’t think of anything but dual cultivation. Unfortunately, I’ll have to kill you and blame it on that fellow. If not, I would have certainly called those brothers again for you all to play!"
She loosened her robe and let her chest bare. "But, I must say that your Yang Qi is especially vital and has indeed helped my cultivation. Because of that, I’ll let you have a death that freaks like you probably dream about."
With that, she lowered her upper body over his face and forcefully pressed his nose and mouth with her mountain peaks.
Fang He had a look of ecstasy on his face for the first few seconds, before his eyes turned panic stricken and he began to struggle. However, it was all futile as his body refused to respond to him anymore.
The ordeal earlier had been so brutal that his body had gone on shutdown mode!
Fang He struggled for a few more seconds, before his eyes rolled up and his body suddenly shuddered, stopping all the struggle.
He was dead just like that!
Mu Jiaojiao smiled coldly once again and raised her mountain peaks off his face, wrapping her robe around her shoulders once more. "Death by Snu Snu is a perfect fit for you!"
