Ye Chen's voice, brimming with anticipation, rang out. “Master is so powerful, he must have already subdued Fourth Junior Sister, right?”
The moment his words faded, a thunderous boom echoed, followed by a sharp crack!
The towering seal array before them shattered instantly, and the figures of Lu Xuan and Xuanji Holy Lord slowly emerged.
Lu Xuan was already comfortably lounging in his recliner, completely at ease.
Xuanji Holy Lord, however, sat cross-legged, her magnificent white hair cascading around her like silken robes. A faint black mist swirled around her exquisite form, the Eerie Power within her constantly ebbing and flowing. Her talent was truly astonishing; in such a short time cultivating the Dao of Eerie Scripture, she could already circulate it through her meridians.
Ji Fuyao's eyelashes fluttered as she meticulously observed everything, unwilling to miss a single detail. She quietly approached Lu Xuan, her gaze sweeping over his white robes, then turned to Xuanji Holy Lord, scrutinizing her carefully.
“No abnormalities,” Ji Fuyao murmured, a silent sigh of relief escaping her lips.
Ye Chen bowed respectfully to Lu Xuan. “Master, how should we address Xuanji Holy Lord now?”
Lu Xuan chuckled. “Just call her Fourth Junior Sister.” He then looked at Xuanji Holy Lord. “Baili, say hello to everyone.”
Xuanji Holy Lord's slender hands paused. She turned to Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen, her delicate lips parting slightly. Finally, she spoke.
“Senior Sister!”
“Second Senior Brother!”
Since she had acknowledged Lu Xuan as her Master, she naturally accepted her new status. Besides, her mind was entirely focused on cultivation. Seniority, to her, was a minor detail, and the rules of Azure Mystery Peak would suffice.
Ye Chen grinned, clearing his throat. “Ahem... how can I possibly accept that?” He found it a little hard to adjust to the change! After all, this was the renowned Xuanji Holy Lord of the Southern Wilds, who had saved him three times! For a senior figure to become his junior sister...
Ji Fuyao simply smiled, then stepped closer to Xuanji Holy Lord and linked her arm through hers. Standing side by side, they were a breathtaking sight, each possessing a unique and captivating beauty.
Xuanji Holy Lord's skin was exquisitely pale, interwoven with Dao Rhyme, radiating a sacred and profound beauty. Her body was cold, like ten-thousand-year-old ice; even when Lu Xuan had held her, she felt like a stunning, breathtaking sculpture.
Ji Fuyao, on the other hand, was like a vibrant young woman, her skin warm and sensitive. When Lu Xuan had held her back in Cangzhou, her body had been as warm as a spiritual flame. Both were utterly beautiful, yet distinctly different.
Lu Xuan knew these two beautiful disciples inside and out. After all, his Insight Eye had inadvertently seen everything there was to see, and everything there wasn't.
Like a lotus emerging from clear water, naturally beautiful without adornment.
Like snow resting on a solitary peak, or a monk meditating behind closed doors.
Ji Fuyao looked at Xuanji Holy Lord. “Fourth Junior Sister, please take care of me from now on.”
Xuanji Holy Lord tilted her snow-white neck slightly and nodded. “Mm.”
Lu Xuan looked at them both and smiled. “I have a gift for you.”
Ji Fuyao's eyes sparkled with divine radiance. “Master, what is it?”
Lu Xuan produced two Golden Thread Cicada Skirts. They shimmered with iridescent light, as if the entire starry sky had been crushed and woven into the fabric, with profound Dao Rhyme flowing across their surface.
Ji Fuyao's eyes lit up with excitement. Even Xuanji Holy Lord's gaze showed a hint of ripple. Such beautiful dresses! What woman didn't love beauty? Xuanji Holy Lord's peerless beauty had defied the ravages of time, yet she had cultivated alone in the Ancient Desolate Forbidden Zone for countless years, never bothering to adorn herself. But now, she found herself deeply enamored with these garments.
Lu Xuan smiled. “Baili, wear these dresses from now on.”
Hearing this, a fleeting blush, like an ephemeral night-blooming cereus, colored Xuanji Holy Lord's face. It wasn't that she was accustomed to going without clothes. Rather, the Eerie Power and Ominous Power were so potent that nothing in this world could withstand those two forbidden forces!
Ji Fuyao glanced at Xuanji Holy Lord, catching that momentary flush, and her heart gave a sudden leap. “Something's not right,” she murmured to herself.
Beside them, Ye Chen rubbed his nose. “What about my gift?”
Lu Xuan casually tossed a dress from his storage ring. “Wear it.”
Ye Chen: “Master, this...”
Ji Fuyao let out a captivating, enchanting laugh. Xuanji Holy Lord's lips also parted slightly, revealing her shimmering jade teeth in a rare, beautiful smile.
Xuanji Holy Lord extended a slender hand and quickly set up a brilliant sealing array. The moment the array closed, Ji Fuyao squeezed inside. Xuanji Holy Lord was slightly surprised. Ji Fuyao had actually followed her in?
With a thought, Xuanji Holy Lord's white hair slowly retracted, revealing her curvaceous figure, her fair shoulders, the exquisite expanse of her back, and her flat, delicate abdomen. The sight made Ji Fuyao's face flush.
The next instant, Ji Fuyao's own fiery red dress slowly slipped from her shoulders, revealing a swathe of snow-white skin and her long, perfectly straight legs. Neither woman yielded to the other in beauty.
Ji Fuyao suddenly rushed forward, playfully bumping into Xuanji Holy Lord. “Fourth Junior Sister, you're so fair!”
Xuanji Holy Lord's hands had nowhere to go. She had never been so intimately close with another woman. Her face flushed even deeper. Ji Fuyao's jade hand, however, began to caress her honeyed buttocks, a mischievous, “evil” smile playing on her lips. The scene of the two together was almost too beautiful to behold.
A moment later, Ji Fuyao and Xuanji Holy Lord separated, each going to try on their Golden Thread Cicada Skirts.
With a thought, Ji Fuyao's Golden Thread Cicada Skirt shifted through countless colors before settling on a vibrant fiery red. Red. She loved that color. Adorned now with the flowing Dao Rhyme, Ji Fuyao appeared incredibly lively, like a blossoming flower, radiant and breathtakingly beautiful.
Xuanji Holy Lord also put on her Golden Thread Cicada Skirt, and with a thought, it transformed into a regal purple. Ji Fuyao's eyes widened. At this moment, Xuanji Holy Lord was utterly stunning. Her naturally cold demeanor, combined with the purple gown, created a contrasting, exquisite beauty, an alluring yet distant aura that kept others at arm's length!
A short while later, Ji Fuyao, holding Xuanji Holy Lord's jade hand, emerged from the sealing array.
Lu Xuan's eyes lit up. Ye Chen's eyes widened too.
Simply breathtaking! Ji Fuyao and Baili had completely different styles. Purple certainly had its charm, but red was also excellent. Each had their own unique allure!
Lu Xuan chuckled. “Alright. Fuyao, Ye Chen, come here. I have more gifts for you.”
Ji Fuyao's graceful steps carried her towards Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan asked, “Do you want to become stronger?”
Both replied, “Yes!”
Lu Xuan smiled. “Your current cultivation is too low. The Supreme Path is about to open, so I will infuse cultivation into both of you.”
Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen were slightly stunned. Was that even possible?
Lu Xuan directly took out the Cultivation Infusion Jade Slip. He crushed it!
Crack!
He placed both hands down.
Boom!
A terrifying, boundless torrent of energy surged directly into their bodies. Brilliant light emanated from them as their cultivation foundations swelled like a rolling river! Ji Fuyao and Ye Chen's cultivation began to skyrocket!
One-star Great Emperor!
Two-star Great Emperor!
...
Four-star Great Emperor!
Finally, Ji Fuyao's cultivation settled at the late stage of Five-star Great Emperor! Ye Chen's cultivation stopped at the initial stage of Five-star Great Emperor!
Before long, both slowly opened their eyes, looking at Lu Xuan with immense shock. “Thank you, Master!”
It was truly miraculous! In just an instant, they had directly advanced four major realms! And their cultivation foundations were incredibly solid, not at all unstable! It was even more perfect than if they had cultivated themselves!
Xuanji Holy Lord was also astonished by Lu Xuan's methods. Cultivation infusion! And without a single flaw!
Soon, the System's voice echoed in Lu Xuan's ears.
“Ding! Host's eldest disciple, Ji Fuyao's cultivation has increased! Initiating synchronization!”
“Ding! Host's second disciple, Ye Chen's cultivation has increased! Initiating synchronization!”
As the voices faded, a pure surge of spiritual energy poured into Lu Xuan's body! A pleasant tingling sensation. His cultivation instantly soared to the mid-stage of Half-step Supreme!
Satisfying!
A moment later, Lu Xuan smiled, looking at Xuanji Holy Lord. “Baili, let's go! Time to annihilate the Silent Destruction Sect!”