Chapter 1059 - 728: Tai Chi Golden Core

Chapter 1059: Chapter 728: Tai Chi Golden Core

The draping canopy dimly veils the candlelight, a jade hairpin slants and falls with the fragrance of the pillow.

Under the warmth of the lotus canopy, through a spring night, the gold hairpin half-loosens, the cloud-like hair sways.

After a round of entanglement, Immortal Jing Lian’s cheeks are flushed, her eyes hazy with distraction, languidly powerless as she curls deeper into the brocade quilt, only wanting to sink into sleep.

Shen Xuan, however, shows no mercy, reaching out and uncovering the quilt.

"Shen Lang, not anymore..."

Immortal Jing Lian’s voice was soft and seductive, "I’m weary, I wish to rest..."

"No way."

Shen Xuan communicated via spiritual messages, "I still want to try..."

Upon hearing his words, Immortal Jing Lian’s ears instantly turned crimson, bashfully burying her face into the pillow.

Feeling the scorching presence in front, as aggressive as fire, her heart trembled.

"Extinguish the lamp first!"

Her voice like a mosquito’s, quickly uttering.

With a flick of Shen Xuan’s finger, a spiritual light flashed.

In the bedroom, the last bit of light vanished with a sound, sinking into darkness.

Soon, the suppressed delicate moans interwoven with a sound that makes one’s face blush spread quietly.

...

The next day, morning.

Immortal Jing Lian struggled up with her sore body, with her back to the bed, picking up the scattered moon-white skirt, slowly wearing it.

Lifting her hand, she gently tidied her tangled, cloud-like azure hair.

Shen Xuan lounged on the messy soft bed, his gaze fell on her graceful silhouette, speaking, "Jing Lian..."

Immortal Jing Lian’s delicate figure trembled, her voice in a panic, "Really can’t! I still have important matters today, I must return to the Immortal City!"

"Where are you thinking?"

Shen Xuan laughed helplessly, "I’m asking you, to convey a message to your master, asking when he has time, as I want to pay him a visit."

"Oh, so it’s about that."

Immortal Jing Lian then sighed in relief, patting her heaving chest, turned around, glared coquettishly at Shen Xuan.

"Shen Lang, what is your matter with the master?"

"An important matter."

Shen Xuan replied succinctly.

"Can I be of help?"

Immortal Jing Lian asked curiously.

"Naturally, I need your help."

Shen Xuan smiled faintly, "Alright, we’ll discuss the details later. You go and arrange it first."

"Rest assured, Shen Lang! Such a small matter, leave it to me!"

Immortal Jing Lian responded crisply.

"Mm."

Shen Xuan’s gaze swept over her enchanting figure, laughing, "Jing Lian has always been effective in handling matters. Next time, I must reward you well to ensure your satisfaction."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Jing Lian’s cheeks instantly flushed, glaring coyly at him, like a startled jade rabbit, fleeing swiftly.

"Women, really are troublesome."

Shen Xuan shook his head with a smile, rising from the bed, picking up the clothes scattered nearby, putting them on piece by piece.

"Mouth says no, heart knows how much it desires!"

The relationship between him and Immortal Jing Lian began with alchemy guidance, gradually grew ambiguous, and ultimately became intimate.

It seemed like a love occasion, natural and smooth.

Shen Xuan knew well that the interaction between the two was far more than this surface simplicity.

Not merely a fleeting romance.

It involved deeper interests.

Immortal Jing Lian approached him, very possibly under True Monarch Wu Wei’s instruction.

He went along with the situation, having his own plans.

...

Twelve days later.

In the depths of the Inner City, Myriad Phenomena Immortal City.

In an elegant and luxurious cave mansion.

With a rosy complexion and a demeanor like an unfathomable mountain, True Monarch Wu Wei sat at the main seat on the Jade Platform, his gaze calm, watching Shen Xuan three feet away.

Beside him was Immortal Jing Lian in her moon-white immortal skirt.

"Loose Cultivator Shen Xianchen, pays respect to True Monarch Wu Wei."

Shen Xuan bowed and saluted.

Facing a Nascent Soul True Monarch, his expression was calm and composed, utterly lacking the usual reverence of Golden Core Loose Cultivators.

"No need for formalities, Shen Pill Master, please sit."

True Monarch Wu Wei’s voice was gentle, raising a hand to gesture.

Casually sizing up Shen Xuan, his heart stirred.

This Shen Xianchen was far from merely a Fire Technique Golden Core Middle Stage.

His magical power was refined and pure, his demeanor steady and reserved, his appearance strikingly handsome, all were top choices.

An aura of profound mystery emanated from him.

Shen Xuan settled into his seat without concern.

Immortal Jing Lian obediently stepped forward, pouring a cup of Spirit Tea for him.

Shen Xuan lifted the tea cup, sipping lightly, his movements natural and fluent.

"Shen Pill Master, Jing Lian says you have an important matter to discuss with me?"

"Yes, True Monarch, please allow me to explain."

Shen Xuan put down the tea cup, his expression serious.

This time, he used the Heaven-Covering Stone and sealed his Ice Technique Golden Core, employing the Thousand Transformations Divine Power to alter his appearance.

Yet, facing a Nascent Soul True Monarch at such proximity, it was almost impossible to completely hide from the other’s perception.

The other would certainly detect his anomaly.

"I, Shen, want to collaborate with True Monarch to study the Longevity Pill!"

Shen Xuan spoke clearly and steadily.

"Oh?"

True Monarch Wu Wei smiled, "Shen Pill Master is aspiring to refine the Longevity Pill, that’s a good thing."

Beside them, Immortal Jing Lian’s delicate figure subtly trembled upon hearing this, her eyes filled with unavoidable surprise.

Longevity Pill!

A Tier Three special Longevity Spirit Pill.

Extremely beneficial for longevity for Golden Core and True Pill Realm cultivators, incredibly precious.

Throughout the entire Myriad Phenomena Daoist Palace, Pill Masters who could confidently refine this pill were few and far between.

Shen Lang could actually touch this level?

"Jing Lian."

True Monarch Wu Wei softly called.

"Disciple is here."

Immortal Jing Lian promptly collected her thoughts, bowing in response.

"Leave us."

"Yes."

Immortal Jing Lian withdrew from the cave mansion after saluting.

Inside the cave mansion, only True Monarch Wu Wei and Shen Xuan remained.

"You guided Jing Lian in alchemy, assisting her in advancing to Tier Three Alchemist, successfully refining the Golden Transformation Pill, which is quite satisfactory to me."

True Monarch Wu Wei’s voice was ethereal, revealing no joy or anger.

"However, refining the Longevity Pill is extraordinary. It involves many rare herbs. Dare I ask, Shen Pill Master, how confident are you?"

The tone was calm yet carried an indescribable majesty that penetrated the divine soul.