The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 326 - 195 1111_2
Ning Xiaoxian, feeling the heat on her face from Tu Jin’s intense gaze, was about to rebuke him when she heard him grunt, as if he had taken some hidden loss, and he quickly turned his head away.
It was Changtian who, seeing his unblinking stare, took action to teach him a lesson.
Tu Jin clutched his chest and thought to himself that the Divine Monarch was still as ruthless and merciless as ever, it was only towards her that he was different.
After a while, the moon indeed revealed its visage in the dark sky.
They chose a clearing outside Anping City to collect the Moonlight. After patrolling the area twice with the Qishou, Tu Jin confirmed it was safe.
Ning Xiaoxian placed the Moonlight Cup on the ground and let it condense the Dew on its own. She also sat cross-legged and silently started the mantra imparted by Changtian; with a small opening of her mouth, a round inner core flew out, circled twice under the moonlight, and remained motionless.
This inner core was light green, no larger than the size of a pinky nail, dull and lusterless throughout. But bathed in the moonlight, it began to attract fine strands of white shine, gently and cleverly embedding themselves into the inner core.
Even though he had been forewarned, Tu Jin was still filled with shock as he looked at the inner core, and after a long while, he sighed, "The abilities of an Ancient Divine Beast are indeed inconceivable. Such defiance of the natural order, and yet it does so with ease!"
Originally his Spirit Root was poor and his constitution very weak, so he had no choice but to practice the Soul Cultivation Method, rendering himself neither human nor ghost, eventually stepping onto the Supreme Immortal Path. Ning Xiaoxian’s constitution was even worse than his, but her luck was far more than ten times better than his; Changtian forcibly condensed a Demon Core for her and carved out Demon Veins for her, and henceforth she could temper her body according to the Demon Cultivation Technique, leading to the same destination by different paths.
She gave him a glance and shrugged, remaining silent. She naturally had the protagonist’s halo; of course, he couldn’t compare with her.
After Changtian had planted the Divine Power Seed within her, he conveniently passed on the cultivation mantra to her. The inner core he had helped her condense was initiated by the Ba Snake Divine Power, and therefore, he also passed on to her the Ba Snake’s cultivation Technique.
For an Ancient Divine Beast like the Ba Snake, the Divine Power Technique is engraved within their bloodline; every Ba Snake is born with this knowledge, bestowed by the Heavenly Dao. Changtian imparted his Divine Power Skills to her, precisely because he wished to guide her more easily in the future. After all, for her to try the Demon Refining Technique with a Mortal Body was unheard of; at least, he had never heard of any Immortals or Divine Beasts willing to expend their own Divine Power to do such a thing for mortals.
Since it was an experiment, of course, he would choose the Technique he was most familiar with. Ning Xiaoxian the lab rat, therefore, could have no objections.
As she ran the mantra and cultivated her own body, she also released her inner core to absorb the Moonlight.
The night was long and silent, and on the next day when Venus lit up in the East, the Bright Moon gradually faded away. After a whole night nourished by the Moonlight, her inner core seemed a bit warmer and no longer so dull.
Strangely enough, she did not feel tired.
"This is a sign that you are starting to step onto the Immortal Path," Changtian said indifferently, "Almost all demons and Cultivators replace sleep with Breathing Meditation. Life is short and to waste it on sleeping would be a shame." 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
Despite it being just a reminder, upon hearing his voice, she immediately thought of his golden eyes and hot lips, her breath became erratic and her cheeks reddened. Tu Jin beside her had to hold back his laughter, finding the daily life of these two quite ridiculous.
In terms of cultivation, Ning Xiaoxian was now no more than a cannon fodder level little demon, and she had a long way to go. However, she had finally taken this crucial step, the step from nothing to something, and her mood was indeed very jubilant.
That day, while she was a guest at Tan Qinghe’s home, the woman had been eyeing her all morning and could not help but grasp her hand and say, "Sister Xian, have you taken a liking to a young man?"
As she was in full flow, Tan Qinghe’s interruption made her choke, unable to speak for a long while, and she finally stammered with a red face, "How did you know?" She was not alone, for whatever she heard, Changtian could also hear.
The foolish girl had spring written all over her face and couldn’t stop talking; did she really think others couldn’t see it? Tan Qinghe laughed, "You have written your feelings all over your face, who couldn’t see that? Back in the day, before Yunfeng and I were together, I used to... I used to think about him like this every day." Her cheeks turned red but her eyes shone even brighter.
Looking at her, Ning Xiaoxian felt that she was much more fortunate than this pair of star-crossed lovers, at least Changtian was just in the God Demon Prison and could be with her day and night. As long as their Westward Journey wasn’t over, he would always accompany her.
And then, what next?
What would happen when he cast off the shackles of the past thirty thousand years, when he returned to his indomitable form as the Ba Snake, when he looked down upon all creatures from the perspective of a Divine Beast once more – would he still have room in his eyes for her? She was once a mere mortal, and now she was nothing more than a minor demon, how could she walk shoulder to shoulder with him?
And where would she be at that time?
The belief of returning home had always seemed so distant yet so imperishably steadfast, the motivation that supported her through this arduous journey. But when she truly helped him find his True Body, would she be willing to go back? The mere thought of leaving him caused her chest to ache subtly.
The blush on her face gradually faded away, and the smile also receded.
Seeing the girl’s face turn from red to white, Tan Qinghe did not know what had transpired and had to gently shake her arm, "Sister Xian, are you alright?" It seems that the young lady has also begun to be troubled by her emotions. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please vote for it with a recommendation ticket or a Monthly Ticket at Qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
