Although all cultivators had tough skin, Qin Yanzhi was afraid that Jing Yue might be hurt, so he subconsciously supported him.
His kiss fell, covering Jing Yue's lips, gently stroking his arm with one hand through his clothes, and the warmth from his palm made Jing Yue tremble all over.
The hand gradually moved, stopped at the belt, and pulled lightly—Jing Yue’s wedding robe loosened.
“Divine Art of Four Seas and Eight Desolations Supreme Dual Cultivation?”
Jing Yue, who was enjoying himself, suddenly heard Qin Yanzhi's teasing voice. He half opened his eyes and saw the other party holding a blue book.
Jing Yue, “…”
After an awkward silence, Qin Yanzhi laughed. “Did you read it?”
Jing Yue, “No!”
Qin Yanzhi, “Actually… Tao Xian-laozu also gave me something similar.”
Jing Yue, “Then have you read it?”
Qin Yanzhi lowered his head again and kissed his lips lightly. “I'll teach you.”
The clothes were gently undone, the wedding robes tossed high and slowly fell to the ground like falling flowers.
The body temperature of the two blended, and their bodies were as hot as fire as if they were going to burn each other up.
Suddenly, Jing Yue heard Qin Yanzhi calling his name.
“A-Jing.”
“Hmm?”
“I like you.”
Then, Jing Yue felt a tingling pain in his lower body, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his lower abdomen, which completely dragged him into the abyss of desire.
The drapes in the hall seemed like the curling mist rising at dusk, occasionally fluttering in the wind, revealing a bit of the true face under the mist, accompanied by pants and heavy breathing that made people blush.
Jing Yue's body was dripping with sweat, his fair and slender legs curled up, his hands that had killed a hundred thousand Yao were now resting weakly on Qin Yanzhi's back, and even his fingertips felt a little cramped up.
Their union was silent but felt like a volcano before an eruption, suppressing the overwhelming force of destruction.
Jing Yue only felt that he was floating in the clouds at one moment and sank into the bottom of the sea the next. The pleasure stretched endlessly. Suddenly, the warm tide rushed toward him. At that moment, the mountains and seas collapsed and the flames in his dantian swept through his whole body. Even his spiritual dais trembled.
After a long time, Qin Yanzhi let out a long sigh and a soft kiss fell on the corner of his eyes, kissing away the little tears that bred from lust.
At the same time in the Bluecloud Summit hall, the blue phoenix suddenly woke up from his drunken stupor and shouted, “Jing-jing!” Then, with a lonely expression on his face, he murmured, “Jing-jing has been taken, after all…”
As the moonlit night progressed, Sunset Summit fell into a deep sleep.
On a small stone bridge not far from Sunset Summit, two young men stood there, one of whom was a monk.
“Benefactor Wei, stop following this little monk.” The monk clasped his hands together, looking quite distressed. “I’m a monk and cannot violate my principles.”
The monk was very worried. During his last travels, this person had been pestering him, and he only found peace when he hid in the Three Realm Temple.
This time, he came to watch the ceremony with the people from the temple and was unexpectedly trapped again.
Youth, “But you’re not supposed to be a monk!”
The monk said unhappily, “You’re talking nonsense again! The little monk was sent to the Three Realm Temple as a baby and was raised by Shizun. What else can I be if not a monk?”
He said angrily, “Grandmaster Kong Miao said I have a fate with Buddha. Don’t you try to disturb my Buddha’s heart!”
After speaking, the monk shook his sleeves and left, leaving the young man alone on the bridge.
Night dew stained the young man's clothes wet. After a long time, he smiled wryly and said, “You are obviously Xiaojiu. How could you have a fate with Buddha? There must be some mistake.”
Unfortunately, no one heard his words, and he melted into the dark in a blink of an eye.
That night, too many things happened in Frostcloud Sect. Early the next day, this ancient sect that was nearly 20,000 years old returned to its former tranquility.
Jing Yue woke up in Qin Yanzhi’s arms, but they had already returned to the bed from the ground.
When he moved slightly, the person who was half holding him opened his eyes, sober as if he had never slept.
Qin Yanzhi, “Tired?”
Jing Yue shook his head slightly. “No. Your dual cultivation method is very useful. I think my cultivation has improved immensely.”
Qin Yanzhi smiled. “Metal produces water. The two of us are compatible by nature.”
Jing Yue kissed the corner of his mouth. “I feel very good.”
Qin Yanzhi felt a surge of warmth, raring to go again, but he knew that dual cultivation shouldn’t be done too frequently, or they might go astray. Besides, they had important things to do today, so he held back but clenched Jing Yue’s hand tightly.
When the two of them left the room, they saw a little blue chicken lying at the door like a dead chicken.
Jing Yue, “…”
Qin Yanzhi, “…”
The blue phoenix looked at Qin Yanzhi weakly and said, “Ji-ji has to be an honest phoenix. Although it's a little late, please step over Ji-ji.”
Qin Yanzhi looked at Jing Yue, who nodded helplessly. He stepped over the blue phoenix with his long legs.
The next moment, the little blue chicken suddenly jumped up, turned into his human form, and said fiercely, “Hooligan! Ji-ji will keep a close eye on you! Forever!”
Although Qin Yanzhi didn't understand why, he chose not to ask, and replied cautiously, “Oh.”
The blue phoenix choked, but couldn't find a way to vent his anger, and finally turned into a little blue chicken again. He jumped into Jing Yue's arms and fell silent.
Two humans and one phoenix headed to the Bluecloud Summit hall. The roof that the blue phoenix destroyed yesterday had not been repaired so the main hall was exposed to the sky.
Many cultivators were already waiting in the hall. Upon seeing Jing and Qin, they would give them kind or beguiling glances. The two were quite calm, but Ji-ji was so stirred up that he glared back at everyone who upset him.
Unfortunately, those beany eyes were too small to be noticed.
Cheng Nian was receiving guests when he saw Jing Yue coming. He hastily stepped forward to congratulate him but changed his words at the last minute. “Shizun, has your cultivation improved?”
He could feel that Shizun's spiritual power was more abundant, and the aura around him also changed.
Jing Yue nodded slightly, and suddenly heard a burst of laughter from behind. “Hahaha, the manuals I collected are really extraordinary!”
Hearing that, the blue phoenix glared at Yi Ye fiercely and rushed over, scratching and pecking the top of his head.
Yi Ye was feeling a little guilty because he knocked the blue phoenix out yesterday, but with so many people in the hall, he could only smile and let the blue phoenix go crazy, pretending as if nothing happened.
When everyone arrived, Jing Yue gave them a detailed account of the Multiworld Star Formation mentioned by the blue phoenix.
They had already heard the rumors that Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi had found a way to deal with the demon spawn from the secret realm of the Middle Ages. Seeing Jing Yue's confident look, they also became excited.
Jing Yue, “We need to prepare two things now. First, the cultivators needed for the formation. Second, to find a way to take out the complete merit stone heart to serve as the eye of the formation.”
Tao Xian of Sword Inscription Sect took the lead in saying, “We can make the arrangements for more than 40,000 cultivators. As for the merit stone heart, I wonder if Grandmaster Kong Miao has any clues?”
Kong Miao pondered for a moment and said, “Can I see the stone?”
Jing Yue, “Of course.”
He took out a gray stone from the Sumeru ring and handed it to Kong Miao, who inspected it carefully and said, “This stone has a very solid texture with no gaps in the structure of the stone layer. In short, it’s a whole entity. I wonder which part the stone heart refers to.”
Jing Yue explained according to what the blue phoenix said, “To be precise, the stone heart refers to the soul of the stone. I don't know exactly how to get it, but the answer should be in the Three Realm Temple.”
Kong Miao frowned slightly. “I don't have a clue about this. I have to go back to the temple to look at the records.”
Jing Yue nodded. “We’ll wait for your news then.”
After a pause, he added, “One more thing…”
Jing Yue looked around at the crowd with a solemn expression. “Setting up the formation will cause a great commotion, which will definitely alert the demonic Dao. Even if they don't know the specifics, they’ll definitely try their best to stop our operation So, I have a plan…”
On that day, not one word of the discussion in the main hall of the Bluecloud Summit got out, but after the guests left Frostcloud Sect, the righteous sects of the World of Seven Continents sprang into action. Frequent traces of righteous cultivator activities appeared in Evernorth, Lower South, East Yu, and even West Shu.
The demonic Dao stood on high alert and employed countermeasures too.
The friction between the righteous and demonic Dao increased, and everyone could sense the impending storm, but Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi arrived at the Central Region again at this time.
Not long ago, they received a message from Kong Miao, inviting them to go to Three Realm Temple.
But before going to the Three Realm Temple, they first went to Peace City, which was the town where the Six Chasm Pavilion was located, famed for artifact Dao.
Now that Jing Yue had gathered the Tianyin essence fire and various extreme cold items of the five elements, he wanted to upgrade Mini Canglan Sword before the war began.
After a thousand years, Six Chasm Pavilion had a new leader, who also attended the ceremony in Frostcloud Sect not long ago.
At this time, he led Jing and Qin into the pavilion, and asked along the way, “Does Jing-laozu have a swordsmith in mind to forge your sword?”
The other party was a Return to Void Laozu of Frostcloud Sect. Even if he picked a retired swordsmith from Six Chasm Pavilion, he would definitely make it happen.
But Jing Yue said, “Is swordsmith Shen Qiu still in your pavilion?”
The leader knew that Shen Qiu had helped Jing Yue forge the Mini Canglan Sword once, so it was not surprising, but he seemed a little hesitant.
Jing Yue, “Is something wrong?”
“Shen Qiu is here, but he has met a bottleneck in his artifact Dao, and his cultivation has been stagnant. Now…” the leader sighed. “I’ll take you to see him.”
When Jing Yue saw Shen Qiu again, the latter’s appearance was quite different from what he remembered. He looked like an old man who was dying.
Jing Yue frowned and hesitated for a while before stepping forward and said, “Mr. Shen, do you still remember me?”
The person he questioned was sitting on a stone bench, staring at something blankly. Hearing Jing Yue's voice, he turned his gaze slowly and said with half-closed eyes, “You are?”
Jing Yue's heart went cold. Shen Qiu shouldn’t have forgotten him if he was well enough. It seemed that he had to find someone else to forge his sword this time.
What a pity. He always thought that only Shen Qiu was the most suitable person for forging Mini Canglan Sword.
Jing Yue glanced at Qin Yanzhi and then at the head of Six Chasm Pavilion. Both of them shook their heads.
He sighed slightly, not wanting to bother Shen Qiu anymore. Just as he was about to leave, Mini Canglan Sword came out of its sheath suddenly and stopped in front of Shen Qiu.
At that moment, Shen Qiu's originally empty eyes lit up a little, and a hoarse voice said, “Oh, it’s Mini Canglan, long time no see.”
Although all cultivators had tough skin, Qin Yanzhi was afraid that Jing Yue might be hurt, so he subconsciously supported him.
His kiss fell, covering Jing Yue's lips, gently stroking his arm with one hand through his clothes, and the warmth from his palm made Jing Yue tremble all over.
The hand gradually moved, stopped at the belt, and pulled lightly—Jing Yue’s wedding robe loosened.
“Divine Art of Four Seas and Eight Desolations Supreme Dual Cultivation?”
Jing Yue, who was enjoying himself, suddenly heard Qin Yanzhi's teasing voice. He half opened his eyes and saw the other party holding a blue book.
Jing Yue, “…”
After an awkward silence, Qin Yanzhi laughed. “Did you read it?”
Jing Yue, “No!”
Qin Yanzhi, “Actually… Tao Xian-laozu also gave me something similar.”
Jing Yue, “Then have you read it?”
Qin Yanzhi lowered his head again and kissed his lips lightly. “I'll teach you.”
The clothes were gently undone, the wedding robes tossed high and slowly fell to the ground like falling flowers.
The body temperature of the two blended, and their bodies were as hot as fire as if they were going to burn each other up.
Suddenly, Jing Yue heard Qin Yanzhi calling his name.
“A-Jing.”
“Hmm?”
“I like you.”
Then, Jing Yue felt a tingling pain in his lower body, and there seemed to be a whirlpool in his lower abdomen, which completely dragged him into the abyss of desire.
The drapes in the hall seemed like the curling mist rising at dusk, occasionally fluttering in the wind, revealing a bit of the true face under the mist, accompanied by pants and heavy breathing that made people blush.
Jing Yue's body was dripping with sweat, his fair and slender legs curled up, his hands that had killed a hundred thousand Yao were now resting weakly on Qin Yanzhi's back, and even his fingertips felt a little cramped up.
Their union was silent but felt like a volcano before an eruption, suppressing the overwhelming force of destruction.
Jing Yue only felt that he was floating in the clouds at one moment and sank into the bottom of the sea the next. The pleasure stretched endlessly. Suddenly, the warm tide rushed toward him. At that moment, the mountains and seas collapsed and the flames in his dantian swept through his whole body. Even his spiritual dais trembled.
After a long time, Qin Yanzhi let out a long sigh and a soft kiss fell on the corner of his eyes, kissing away the little tears that bred from lust.
At the same time in the Bluecloud Summit hall, the blue phoenix suddenly woke up from his drunken stupor and shouted, “Jing-jing!” Then, with a lonely expression on his face, he murmured, “Jing-jing has been taken, after all…”
As the moonlit night progressed, Sunset Summit fell into a deep sleep.
On a small stone bridge not far from Sunset Summit, two young men stood there, one of whom was a monk.
“Benefactor Wei, stop following this little monk.” The monk clasped his hands together, looking quite distressed. “I’m a monk and cannot violate my principles.”
The monk was very worried. During his last travels, this person had been pestering him, and he only found peace when he hid in the Three Realm Temple.
This time, he came to watch the ceremony with the people from the temple and was unexpectedly trapped again.
Youth, “But you’re not supposed to be a monk!”
The monk said unhappily, “You’re talking nonsense again! The little monk was sent to the Three Realm Temple as a baby and was raised by Shizun. What else can I be if not a monk?”
He said angrily, “Grandmaster Kong Miao said I have a fate with Buddha. Don’t you try to disturb my Buddha’s heart!”
After speaking, the monk shook his sleeves and left, leaving the young man alone on the bridge.
Night dew stained the young man's clothes wet. After a long time, he smiled wryly and said, “You are obviously Xiaojiu. How could you have a fate with Buddha? There must be some mistake.”
Unfortunately, no one heard his words, and he melted into the dark in a blink of an eye.
That night, too many things happened in Frostcloud Sect. Early the next day, this ancient sect that was nearly 20,000 years old returned to its former tranquility.
Jing Yue woke up in Qin Yanzhi’s arms, but they had already returned to the bed from the ground.
When he moved slightly, the person who was half holding him opened his eyes, sober as if he had never slept.
Qin Yanzhi, “Tired?”
Jing Yue shook his head slightly. “No. Your dual cultivation method is very useful. I think my cultivation has improved immensely.”
Qin Yanzhi smiled. “Metal produces water. The two of us are compatible by nature.”
Jing Yue kissed the corner of his mouth. “I feel very good.”
Qin Yanzhi felt a surge of warmth, raring to go again, but he knew that dual cultivation shouldn’t be done too frequently, or they might go astray. Besides, they had important things to do today, so he held back but clenched Jing Yue’s hand tightly.
When the two of them left the room, they saw a little blue chicken lying at the door like a dead chicken.
Jing Yue, “…”
Qin Yanzhi, “…”
The blue phoenix looked at Qin Yanzhi weakly and said, “Ji-ji has to be an honest phoenix. Although it's a little late, please step over Ji-ji.”
Qin Yanzhi looked at Jing Yue, who nodded helplessly. He stepped over the blue phoenix with his long legs.
The next moment, the little blue chicken suddenly jumped up, turned into his human form, and said fiercely, “Hooligan! Ji-ji will keep a close eye on you! Forever!”
Although Qin Yanzhi didn't understand why, he chose not to ask, and replied cautiously, “Oh.”
The blue phoenix choked, but couldn't find a way to vent his anger, and finally turned into a little blue chicken again. He jumped into Jing Yue's arms and fell silent.
Two humans and one phoenix headed to the Bluecloud Summit hall. The roof that the blue phoenix destroyed yesterday had not been repaired so the main hall was exposed to the sky.
Many cultivators were already waiting in the hall. Upon seeing Jing and Qin, they would give them kind or beguiling glances. The two were quite calm, but Ji-ji was so stirred up that he glared back at everyone who upset him.
Unfortunately, those beany eyes were too small to be noticed.
Cheng Nian was receiving guests when he saw Jing Yue coming. He hastily stepped forward to congratulate him but changed his words at the last minute. “Shizun, has your cultivation improved?”
He could feel that Shizun's spiritual power was more abundant, and the aura around him also changed.
Jing Yue nodded slightly, and suddenly heard a burst of laughter from behind. “Hahaha, the manuals I collected are really extraordinary!”
Hearing that, the blue phoenix glared at Yi Ye fiercely and rushed over, scratching and pecking the top of his head.
Yi Ye was feeling a little guilty because he knocked the blue phoenix out yesterday, but with so many people in the hall, he could only smile and let the blue phoenix go crazy, pretending as if nothing happened.
When everyone arrived, Jing Yue gave them a detailed account of the Multiworld Star Formation mentioned by the blue phoenix.
They had already heard the rumors that Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi had found a way to deal with the demon spawn from the secret realm of the Middle Ages. Seeing Jing Yue's confident look, they also became excited.
Jing Yue, “We need to prepare two things now. First, the cultivators needed for the formation. Second, to find a way to take out the complete merit stone heart to serve as the eye of the formation.”
Tao Xian of Sword Inscription Sect took the lead in saying, “We can make the arrangements for more than 40,000 cultivators. As for the merit stone heart, I wonder if Grandmaster Kong Miao has any clues?”
Kong Miao pondered for a moment and said, “Can I see the stone?”
Jing Yue, “Of course.”
He took out a gray stone from the Sumeru ring and handed it to Kong Miao, who inspected it carefully and said, “This stone has a very solid texture with no gaps in the structure of the stone layer. In short, it’s a whole entity. I wonder which part the stone heart refers to.”
Jing Yue explained according to what the blue phoenix said, “To be precise, the stone heart refers to the soul of the stone. I don't know exactly how to get it, but the answer should be in the Three Realm Temple.”
Kong Miao frowned slightly. “I don't have a clue about this. I have to go back to the temple to look at the records.”
Jing Yue nodded. “We’ll wait for your news then.”
After a pause, he added, “One more thing…”
Jing Yue looked around at the crowd with a solemn expression. “Setting up the formation will cause a great commotion, which will definitely alert the demonic Dao. Even if they don't know the specifics, they’ll definitely try their best to stop our operation So, I have a plan…”
On that day, not one word of the discussion in the main hall of the Bluecloud Summit got out, but after the guests left Frostcloud Sect, the righteous sects of the World of Seven Continents sprang into action. Frequent traces of righteous cultivator activities appeared in Evernorth, Lower South, East Yu, and even West Shu.
The demonic Dao stood on high alert and employed countermeasures too.
The friction between the righteous and demonic Dao increased, and everyone could sense the impending storm, but Jing Yue and Qin Yanzhi arrived at the Central Region again at this time.
Not long ago, they received a message from Kong Miao, inviting them to go to Three Realm Temple.
But before going to the Three Realm Temple, they first went to Peace City, which was the town where the Six Chasm Pavilion was located, famed for artifact Dao.
Now that Jing Yue had gathered the Tianyin essence fire and various extreme cold items of the five elements, he wanted to upgrade Mini Canglan Sword before the war began.
After a thousand years, Six Chasm Pavilion had a new leader, who also attended the ceremony in Frostcloud Sect not long ago.
At this time, he led Jing and Qin into the pavilion, and asked along the way, “Does Jing-laozu have a swordsmith in mind to forge your sword?”
The other party was a Return to Void Laozu of Frostcloud Sect. Even if he picked a retired swordsmith from Six Chasm Pavilion, he would definitely make it happen.
But Jing Yue said, “Is swordsmith Shen Qiu still in your pavilion?”
The leader knew that Shen Qiu had helped Jing Yue forge the Mini Canglan Sword once, so it was not surprising, but he seemed a little hesitant.
Jing Yue, “Is something wrong?”
“Shen Qiu is here, but he has met a bottleneck in his artifact Dao, and his cultivation has been stagnant. Now…” the leader sighed. “I’ll take you to see him.”
When Jing Yue saw Shen Qiu again, the latter’s appearance was quite different from what he remembered. He looked like an old man who was dying.
Jing Yue frowned and hesitated for a while before stepping forward and said, “Mr. Shen, do you still remember me?”
The person he questioned was sitting on a stone bench, staring at something blankly. Hearing Jing Yue's voice, he turned his gaze slowly and said with half-closed eyes, “You are?”
Jing Yue's heart went cold. Shen Qiu shouldn’t have forgotten him if he was well enough. It seemed that he had to find someone else to forge his sword this time.
What a pity. He always thought that only Shen Qiu was the most suitable person for forging Mini Canglan Sword.
Jing Yue glanced at Qin Yanzhi and then at the head of Six Chasm Pavilion. Both of them shook their heads.
He sighed slightly, not wanting to bother Shen Qiu anymore. Just as he was about to leave, Mini Canglan Sword came out of its sheath suddenly and stopped in front of Shen Qiu.
At that moment, Shen Qiu's originally empty eyes lit up a little, and a hoarse voice said, “Oh, it’s Mini Canglan, long time no see.”
