Chapter 639: Chapter 639

If you call me Sect Master Sister, I can grant you anything… There was probably no more generous offer in this world.

However, Mu Zhian didn’t make a move.

“Do you know what I mean by that…?” he asked tentatively.

Although he wanted to see Shang Yanfei’s expression, lying on her lap, he couldn’t see anything.

His eyes were blocked by her ample bosom.

“I know,” Shang Yanfei’s right hand, covered in a snow-white, translucent lace glove, gently caressed Mu Zhian’s face, her voice as gentle as ever. “Actually, any cultivator in this world can dual cultivate if they’re willing. The only difference is the amount of Spiritual Energy they receive.”

“Those with dual cultivation techniques or constitutions will naturally have better results… but for many, intimacy with their Dao Companion is just a physiological need.”

“Kissing, blood-sucking… any method of exchanging Spiritual Energy can enhance each other’s cauldron’s Spiritual Energy.”

Mu Zhian stared at the woman’s full bosom before him, slightly dazed. He only came back to his senses after hearing her words and couldn’t help but smile, “Didn’t Sect Master Sister just say that I can’t directly absorb your immense Spiritual Energy and immortal rhyme?”

He wasn’t a vampire. He was still somewhat opposed to sucking other people’s blood.

“Who told you that only blood-sucking can allow you to obtain my Spiritual Energy and immortal rhyme?”

Just then, Shang Yanfei’s gentle voice pulled Mu Zhian back to reality.

“Otherwise… are there other methods?” he asked tentatively.

This time, the woman didn’t answer, but simply leaned down, her gentle voice, which was so intoxicating, whispering softly, “There are indeed other methods.”

Mu Zhian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up from Shang Yanfei’s embrace, only to see this Primordial Mother, or rather, Shang Yanfei, with her ample bosom, looking at him with gentle eyes.

“Sect Master Sister means…”

Shang Yanfei gently touched Mu Zhian’s lips with her fingertip, her figure graceful, her posture upright, her dark hair contrasting with her plain white dress, exuding a mysterious and elegant gentleness.

“The drop of Immortal Ascension Realm essence blood in the Heavenly Court throne is the essence I condensed in the past. It is the authority of power, and you are the only one in this world who can use it.”

“But every time you use it, its authority will be weakened… Just relying on the Heavenly Court’s Spiritual Energy to replenish it, you probably won’t be able to use its true power for a long time.”

“But if it can be nourished by my body’s immortal rhyme, it only needs a few days to recover its original power.”

Mu Zhian frowned slightly, “You can’t nourish that drop of Immortal Ascension Realm essence blood?”

Shang Yanfei gently shook her head, “It has already merged with you and the entire Heavenly Court, I can’t interfere.”

“But you need to use my Spiritual Energy and immortal rhyme to nourish that drop of essence blood.”

Shang Yanfei’s gaze was fixed on Mu Zhian, her gentle eyes, as if they could embrace everything, making Mu Zhian’s heart race slightly.

For some reason, some images flashed through his mind again.

In the image was an ancient dynasty, and within the dynasty, a beautiful woman in a magnificent palace dress sat on the throne.

He stood quietly beside the throne, watching the visiting foreign envoys with the Empress.

Where is this place…?

Mu Zhian covered his forehead and subconsciously glanced at the beautiful woman in the palace dress beside him.

Was she also once an Empress of a mortal dynasty?

Mu Zhian’s thoughts stirred, but before he could get a clear look at the woman, he felt his vision return to reality.

It seems my shielded memories are indeed recovering… Mu Zhian thought inwardly.

Just then, Shang Yanfei’s jade-like fingers gently caressed the young man’s face, then had him lie back down on her lap.

Then, a soft, murmuring voice echoed in his ear, “Are you hungry?”

Mu Zhian gently shook his head, “Cultivators don’t feel hungry as long as they have Spiritual Energy.”

Ultimately, why is she asking this kind of question for no reason…?

Mu Zhian felt his train of thought stop for a moment.

He stared blankly at Shang Yanfei, as if realizing something.

Just then, a pair of hands guided his head, letting him bury his face in her bosom.

“Are you really not hungry?” This time, her tone seemed to carry a hint of playfulness.

After a brief moment of daze, Mu Zhian, smelling the delicate fragrance emanating from the woman’s body, finally understood her meaning and silently buried his face in her bosom.

Shang Yanfei gently stroked the back of his head and said in a gentle and playful tone, “It seems you’re really hungry~”

At the same time, Shang Yanfei’s immortal rhyme and Spiritual Energy seemed to silently transform into a stream of water, flowing into Mu Zhian’s cauldron.

In a quiet and elegant study, Wei Mengrou, in a yellow dress, her figure graceful, sat at a desk, looking at the snowy scenery outside the window.

Heavy snow was falling, covering the entire Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

Wei Mengrou felt restless today.

In the past, no matter what happened, she had never felt so inexplicably anxious.

She didn’t know if it was because Mu Zhian had been away from the Garden of Heavenly Harmony for a long time, or because of some of the memories she was gradually awakening.

The Primordial Witch.

This was a woman whose entire life was shrouded in mystery, and now, as she was awakening her memories, her personality hadn’t changed, she had just remembered some of her lost past.

For example… she and the young master had met a long, long time ago.

They were even Dao Companions at some point.

And also… the Primordial Witch was also one of the Primordial Mother’s clones created by the One Qi Transforms into Three Purities technique.

The Primordial Witch, symbolizing the past, Shang Yanfei, the present, and Wei Mengrou, the future.

This was the truth of the Primordial Witch, and even the Primordial Mother.

And at this moment, Shang Yanfei, the present, where was she and what was she doing?

Did the young master go see her?

Had she already revealed her identity?

Although Shang Yanfei, the ‘present’, could also be said to be another version of herself, the thought of the young master possibly being with the Sect Master now still made her feel uncomfortable.

“It seems this snow won’t be stopping anytime soon.”

Just then, an ethereal, heavenly immortal voice came from beside her ear.

Wei Mengrou followed the voice and saw Yao Meng, who had appeared on the windowsill at some point.

She wore a green dress, a snow-white cloak over it, her skirt fluttering gently in the blowing cold wind, her jade-white feet faintly visible.

Yao Meng turned her head and looked at Wei Mengrou, who seemed somewhat anxious, and said with a smile, “Are you worried about him?”

Wei Mengrou didn’t want to respond, but under those beautiful green eyes, she couldn’t help but sigh softly. Latest content publıshed on noᴠelfire.net

She tightened the fox fur cloak around her and said softly, “I’ve already remembered Shang Yanfei’s identity.”

Yao Meng chuckled softly, “I thought you were worried about your young master.”

“Who exactly is Shang Yanfei?” A hint of interest appeared in her eyes.

When she saw Shang Yanfei in the past, she had already sensed that her true body wasn’t in the Two Polarities Sect. It was just that the entire sect was covered by forbidden rules, and Shang Yanfei herself was bound by nine immortal gold chains, so she couldn’t see through her true body.

Wei Mengrou looked up at her and said something softly.

Yao Meng, as if in disbelief, slowly widened her eyes, staring at Wei Mengrou.

After a while, she finally came back to her senses.

“The Primordial Mother…”

As Yao Meng whispered this name, she seemed to feel an inexplicable weight.

After Transcendence, one was no longer bound by the rules of heaven and earth, but that didn’t mean they had no reverence.

At least… for the immortal who created the Nine Provinces with her divine ability of creation, any living being in this world would feel an inexplicable reverence.

At this moment, Yao Meng fell into a long silence.

She had guessed Shang Yanfei’s identity countless times in the past, checking through the great powers who had fallen in the ancient era, but she had never found a suitable candidate.

Because she had overlooked the most important person.

Or rather, the immortal.

No wonder Shang Yanfei’s consciousness was sometimes lucid, sometimes chaotic, and she couldn’t leave the Two Polarities Sect.

Because the body she had in the Two Polarities Sect wasn’t her main body at all.

Shang Yanfei suppressed her spiritual sense with nine immortal gold chains. Only then could that mortal body contain her immense spiritual sense.

It all makes sense now… Yao Meng murmured softly in her heart.

“Where are you going?”

Wei Mengrou suddenly saw Yao Meng’s figure gradually become ethereal, as if about to transform into a streak of light and disappear, and couldn’t help asking.

Yao Meng took a shallow breath and exhaled slowly, “I want to see her true body with my own eyes.”

“You know where her true body is?” Wei Mengrou couldn’t help but frown slightly and asked.

“No place in the Nine Provinces can contain her true body. The only places in this world that can contain her true body are the Firmament or the Heavenly Court.”

Yao Meng turned to look at Wei Mengrou, “If I’m not mistaken, your young master should also be in the Heavenly Court now.”

It had to be said, Yao Meng’s reaction was incredibly fast. After learning Shang Yanfei’s identity, her first reaction was that her true body was very likely in the Heavenly Court.

The more powerful a person was, the more they would revere an Immortal Ascension expert.

If the Primordial Mother’s true body were to descend upon the Nine Provinces, it might even cause a great disaster.

Not because she couldn’t control her power, but because her Spiritual Energy and immortal rhyme were too dense.

So dense that the living beings of the Nine Provinces couldn’t withstand such immense Spiritual Energy.

Only the Heavenly Court and the Firmament could contain the Primordial Mother.

The former because the cultivators who could ascend to the Heavenly Court had basically already adapted to the Heavenly Court’s Spiritual Energy, and adapting to the Primordial Mother’s immense Spiritual Energy wouldn’t be so difficult.

The latter… because the Firmament had no living beings to speak of, so there was no need to worry about them exploding from too much Spiritual Energy.

Entering the Heavenly Court, Yao Meng’s gaze quickly fell in a certain direction deep within.

Even without actively searching, the moment the Primordial Mother awakened, she could already sense that immense Spiritual Energy.

That holy and motherly Spiritual Energy was enough to make any living being in the Nine Provinces revere her.

“She’s deep within the Heavenly Palace…”

Wei Mengrou, who had also entered the Heavenly Court, also said softly.

After merging with the Primordial Witch’s spiritual sense, she could sense the presence of another clone.

The two of them didn’t say anything more, but quickly flew towards the depths of the Heavenly Palace.

On the way, Yao Meng’s mood was quite complex, and she sighed faintly, “I never thought I would be fighting with my own ‘mother’ for a man one day.”

The Primordial Mother was the immortal who created everything, so in a sense, all living beings in the world were her children.

Even the three Daos of Heaven, Earth, and Human were no exception.

Even Yao Meng didn’t expect that Mu Zhian had been secretly watched by the Primordial Mother from the very beginning.

And she didn’t expect… that Shang Yanfei was actually the Primordial Mother, symbolizing the ‘present’ main spiritual sense.

“If, when you see her later, she asks you to hand the young master over to her… what will you do?”

The two of them were flying towards the Heavenly Palace, when Wei Mengrou suddenly asked softly.

Yao Meng was silent for a moment.

“If it were before, when I first met Mu Lang, and she told me this… I would have withdrawn without hesitation and given him to Shang Yanfei.”

“After all, she created the entire Nine Provinces and all living beings… If she just wants one of them, then as a ‘child’, I naturally have to fulfill her wish as much as possible.”

Yao Meng’s gentle tone held an inexplicable meaning, “She orchestrated everything, personally pushing her lover to me… and I’ve even been with him, married him, so Mu Zhian is my Dao Companion.”

“So even if the other party is the Primordial Mother, I won’t yield anymore.”

The Primordial Mother, such a holy name, just mentioning it made one feel a heartfelt respect.

Logically, Yao Meng didn’t want to face the Primordial Mother.

But why, from just now, the thought of being intimate with her lover in front of that ‘mother’… gave her an indescribable thrill?

As a fairy of the Jade Pool Holy Land, she shouldn’t have such sinful thoughts.

But in her heart, she couldn’t help but have the thought of wanting to cuckold the Primordial Mother…

It even made her heart race.

For example, in front of Shang Yanfei, kissing her lover… just thinking about such scenes was exciting.

Yao Meng gently placed a fingertip against her red lips, looking at the Heavenly Palace, which was now close at hand, and the open green sandalwood door, a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

Just then, Wei Mengrou suddenly said softly.

Yao Meng gently placed her slender hand on her ample bosom, calming herself.

Then she walked into the green sandalwood door and said with a smile:

“I didn’t expect you to be the Primordial Mo—”

Before she could finish, her smile gradually froze as she saw the scene before her.

Behind the green sandalwood door, a woman in a snow-white dress sat on the floor, a young man lying in her arms, his eyes closed slightly, as if immersed in the gentle embrace of the woman.

Shang Yanfei looked up slightly, placed a fingertip against her red lips, and said softly:

“Shh, be quiet, he’s asleep.”