Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 888 - 460: Letting One Off the Hook

The Flying Treasure Ship sped across the sea of clouds, tracing a golden line in the clear sky. Both inside and outside, the Treasure Boat emitted a radiant spiritual light, with immortal mist rising, covering the entire deck. The golden splendid curtain swayed with the wind, casting ripples as it was showered with golden rays, enveloping the lingering charm upon the mutton fat jade bed on the deck.

As the sun rose high, a robust three-person cultivation session finally concluded. Yun Jiangli tidied her attire in front of the mirror, spending a long time to restore her appearance, gradually regaining the lofty, frosty, and unparalleled beauty, the dignified and steady demeanor of a leader of the sect.

However, under the repeated infusion of ultra-massive quantities of Spiritual Qi that filled her inmost organs, even this dignified Qingtang Sect Master couldn’t withstand it for a moment. Despite taking a long time to recover, she was still drenched in fragrant sweat, her jade-like skin seemed immersed, her body languishing, soft bones and tender muscles. Inside her Dantian Qi Sea, turbulent waves had yet to settle. Hence, for the moment, she couldn’t condense her Immortal Dress to shield her body, having only half of her white silk robe draped over her shoulders, revealing a pure white belly akin to a snow lotus blooming halfway up an icy peak, exuding sacred and yet splendid allure.

As for Qingtang Elder Chu Ruowei, she had the chance to join this high-level sect leader task, thanks to her Immortal Fate arriving. Therefore, she was deeply nourished with vast Immortal Spirit True Breath, pouring over her entire body, decidedly yielding substantial benefits. Her skin radiated a jade color, further enhancing her mature charm and innate allure.

However, her Qi Refining technique was somewhat inferior, exhausting her completely. Slumped, unable to sit properly, she tilted her legs over the bed’s edge, most of her supple figure lying across the bed, reclining with allure. Her pink back and fragrant shoulders partly exposed, and tender fingers slowly massaging the Dan abdomen below her navel, easing the conflict and swelling, savoring its flavors, momentarily trembling as her nerves tingled, softly moaning with every breath, showcasing a myriad of charm.

Concerning Beichen Sword Sect Leader Xuantian, there needed to be little said. Vengeful Dragon Seed endowed him with resilient strength, returning breath and circulating Qi swiftly and abundantly. Naturally, he was the first to fully recover, though the effort was substantial. The green robe he had put on was already drenched in sweat sticking to his chest, prominently displaying a stalwart physique, firm bones and muscular tendons, his eyes held the restrained sword light, divine illumination crowning his head, ascending his power further.

Cough cough, don’t misunderstand, the so-called three-person cultivation, isn’t all that different from a two-person one. In truth, it’s about one of them advancing consecutively, exchanging True Breath from mouth to nose, one expelling, the other inhaling, refining together, executing substantial Qi liquid exchanges, from one person Qi Refining to three-person Qi Refining. Honestly, it isn’t all that more different from a steam sauna.

It’s merely that this session involves cultivators with incredibly high power, combining nearly ten thousand years of True Qi accumulated. This inconceivably dense and vast Dao Breath, circulated among three bodies, harmonizing Yin Yang, refined further, the complexity self-explanatory. Even this Qingtang Sect Master Elder specializing in such cooperative cultivation, was so fatigued her sweat spilled like pulp, fragrant sweat raining down, wearied until her tongue partly extended, breath tantalizingly short, unable to speak.

Thus, although the three-person cultivation concluded, the spiritual power amalgam, True Qi shrouding, mingled with body fragrance and sweat, lingered within the boat. Consequently, all three remained silent, each quietly controlling their breath, wiping down sweat, organizing their cultivation insights from the session, indeed obtaining substantial benefits.

True, despite one session of cultivation, until the end, Tie Dan resisted temptation, sparing the two, barely crossing the threshold. This time focuses primarily on genuine cultivation, gaining a taste of Qingtang Sect’s Qi Refining Secret Technique, refraining from deploying Carefree Flow’s combative methods or Peak Climbing Skill to forcefully harvest Yin Yuan from others.

Of course, Tie Dan didn’t fear offending Qingtang Sect, knowing if he could truly increase five thousand years of power in one stroke, any consequence would be worth it. Mainly Tie Dan’s caution held firm amid such tremendous allure.

Alright, in truth, Tie Dan acknowledged his limitations. Not a specialist in bedroom techniques with domestic squabbles after all. Only following along learning some forbidden technique tricks of Carefree Nine Heavens from someone recently, ultimately still ambivalent, not gaining True Inheritor knowledge, at best a mere outer disciple of the Carefree Lineage. Consequently, even using it here, may not necessarily hold the prowess like Nine Heavens Demon’s capability to harvest five thousand years of Immortal Essence.

Moreover, what these two women say might not be entirely true. Considering Qingtang Sect, being in conflict with Xiaoyao Dao, had previously been caught out by Nine Heavens, how could they not have prepared some countermeasures, ways toward utter destruction over the years?

Furthermore, after all, there were two people, still rather tricky, if there were just one...

Cough cough, if there truly were unforeseen circumstances, losing face by dying on someone’s torso, would Tie Dan still keep his face?

So, Tie Dan contemplated conservatively, test their baseline on the first day, leave other matters for the second day, taking it one person at a time.

However, unexpectedly, Tie Dan miscalculated this time, for they truly came for fleeting interactions, a brief dip and gone, finished a day only to abruptly bid farewell.

Yun Jiangli dressed properly in full attire, seated dignity on the jade couch, green silk like a waterfall, eyes cold as ice, looking entirely changed, akin to an ascetic devotee perpetually accompanying a green lamp, her voice like a cold spring.

"I’ve long heard of Sect Leader Xuantian, a generation’s Daoist prodigy. Witnessing today, indeed, the reputation counts for much. More so unexpected worldly achievement, achieving Supreme Sword Dao Nine True Yuan, refining it into such piercingly frosty, unparalleled Beichen True Qi. This achievement indeed attests to Sword Sect’s renown.

Frankly speaking, after having a cup of Spiritual Tea and Dual Cultivation with your esteemed self, amid Spiritual Essence convergence, felt as if the Heavenly Sword opened the path, straight into the Spirit Platform. Surprisingly, enabling us within Divine Emergence, glimpsed a bit of Supreme Sword Intent, perceiving the opportunity for Dao enlightenment.