CHAPTER 421: CHAPTER 342: ASCENDING DRAGON PILL, DUAL CULTIVATION IN PROGRESS

Mo Jianwu left.

She always thought she was Sun Xiaorui’s only one, her most loyal supporter as the princess.

But ever since Lu Lin came, she found things had changed.

The young miss would actually scold her for Lu Lin’s sake.

Treating her just like a real maid.

If that’s the case, then what’s the point of staying here.

As Mo Jianwu, she’s not a pathetic creature who relies on the charity of others.

Continuing to stay in the Wild Blade Clan had no meaning anymore.

Mo Jianwu left the Battlefield Secret Realm, returned to her own residence, and picked up a pen, wanting to leave a letter for Sun Xiaorui.

But after writing several times, none were satisfactory.

She simply burned all the letters in one go.

Mo Jianwu packed her belongings, placed them into her Storage Ring, and left the Mountain Gate.

At the foot of the Wild Blade Clan’s mountain, Mo Jianwu, dressed in red, looked at the sect with a complex expression, tears glistening in her eyes.

"Young Miss, I will surely make you understand who truly cares for you."

With this thought, Mo Jianwu left without looking back.

Until her figure disappeared.

...

Battlefield Secret Realm.

"Brother Xue, are you really going to try the Ascending Dragon Pill?"

Ren Jiuxiao asked.

Ever since being beaten by Sun Xiaorui one against five yesterday, Ren Jiuxiao and Xue Rongdao hadn’t returned to their main camp, but had instead come to a mountain range.

Xue Rongdao resented Sun Xiaorui’s rapid increase in power.

He hated her even more for what she said at the time.

"Brother Xue, when I joined the sect you were already in the Late Stage of Star Battle, I have reached the Star Core, and you are still in the Late Stage of Star Battle, I have peaked in Star Battle, and you are still in the Late Stage of Star Battle."

This remark was a severe blow to Xue Rongdao.

He recalled those years when he had just joined the Wild Blade Clan, he was also one of the rare genius disciples in the sect, earning envious looks from junior brothers and senior sisters, affirmation from the elders, and the deep regard of the sect leader, all of which led him to lose himself within.

After advancing to the Star Battle stage, Xue Rongdao no longer focused on cultivation but on building a network.

He was the most talented and highest in cultivation among all the disciples, even some older disciples were not as cultivated as him.

Given that, he needed to consider more things.

For example... the position of the sect leader candidate.

Any junior brother who came into the sect with talent, he would take under his wing.

The real power elders in the sect would receive gifts personally delivered by Xue Rongdao during every holiday.

As for his own master, Xue Rongdao was even more attentive, greeting him every morning and evening, reporting his experiences and thoughts before going out and after returning.

The title of Eldest Senior Brother was well-deserved for Xue Rongdao.

But ever since that time, everything changed.

His master Li Xiaoci’s favor was not only directed at him; new disciples like Ren Jiuxiao, Zou Yuhe, Sun Xiaorui, Guan Lin’er, Ying Zhong all became master’s disciples, and master’s fondness and attention toward Xue Rongdao were not as before.

Especially when each of these disciples was more outstanding than the last, exceptional in every way, it made Xue Rongdao feel an overwhelming sense of oppression and crisis.

Especially Sun Xiaorui and Ying Zhong, who, due to their outstanding talent, won the sect leader’s favor deeply.

Xue Rongdao wanted to change all this, but he was powerless.

Fortunately, the Xi Chu Empire was expanding its campaign, and the Wild Blade Clan became the next sect to be conscripted. Li Xiaoci invited his friend, Refining Master Xu Ziming, to refine a treasure into the Battlefield Secret Realm.

Xue Rongdao then knew that his opportunity had arrived.

Sure enough, in the Battlefield Secret Realm, Xue Rongdao was invincible, followed by countless people. In a few years, the disciples under his direct control numbered over 200,000.

Those indirectly controlled were even more numerous.

Ren Jiuxiao, outwardly seemed to be of a different faction than Xue Rongdao, but in reality, he was always Xue Rongdao’s subordinate.

If not for Sun Xiaorui.

If Sun Xiaorui hadn’t broken through to the Star Battle Peak.

Then everything should have gone as Xue Rongdao expected, until he became a candidate for sect leader.

The Ascending Dragon Pill is a powerful elixir that aids cultivators in breaking through realms.

Throughout history, countless masters have advanced their realms, crossed bottlenecks, and enhanced potentials with the aid of the Ascending Dragon Pill.

Of course, everything beneficial comes with downsides.

The effects of the Ascending Dragon Pill need no further elaboration, but its risks are equally significant.

After taking the pill, if successful, then there’s no more to say, progress will soar, potential will increase, and breaking through bottlenecks will be as easy as eating and drinking.

But if failed, the problem becomes serious.

At best, potential is exhausted, making future cultivation advancement difficult; at worst, meridians are severed, the Star Core collapses, and one becomes a cripple.

That is why Ren Jiuxiao asked this question.

"Yes."

"Sun Xiaorui has already advanced to the Star Battle Peak. If nothing unexpected happens, she will surely reach the Star Lord Phase in six months."

"Once she becomes a Star Lord, there will be no one in the Wild Blade Clan who can restrain her."

"If I don’t take the Ascending Dragon Pill, that means handing over the position of the sect leader candidate."

"I am not willing!"

Xue Rongdao said through gritted teeth, the anger in his eyes almost becoming tangible.

Seeing this, Ren Jiuxiao knew his persuasion was useless, so he could only stand quietly aside, watching Xue Rongdao put the Ascending Dragon Pill into his mouth.

The moment the Ascending Dragon Pill entered, Xue Rongdao’s skin turned red like a boiled shrimp, fearfully red.

Sweat immediately dripped down from Xue Rongdao’s forehead.

Soon, Xue Rongdao looked as if just fished out from water, his clothes drenched through.

"Uh...ah..."

From Xue Rongdao’s mouth came low groans that couldn’t be suppressed, and hearing them made Ren Jiuxiao’s heart palpitate.

Veins bulged.

Droplets of blood oozed from under the skin.

As for the Star Power fluctuation on Xue Rongdao, it was sometimes immensely strong, sometimes so weak it couldn’t even match the outer sect disciples of the Star Dust Realm.

The Ascending Dragon Pill, terrifying, frightening, formidable.

It wasn’t known how long had passed when the first rays of sunlight appeared on the horizon, Xue Rongdao finally calmed down.

Star Power fluctuations vanished.

Even his aura disappeared.

This...

Ren Jiuxiao’s heart skipped a beat, hurriedly stepping forward to check. "Brother Xue, are you alright."

Xue Rongdao said nothing.

Ren Jiuxiao cautiously walked to Xue Rongdao, stretching out his right hand to feel for Xue Rongdao’s breath.

At that moment, Xue Rongdao suddenly opened his eyes.

A hint of a smile appeared.

"Junior Brother Ren."

"I succeeded."

As he spoke, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Xue Rongdao’s body, sending Ren Jiuxiao, who was completely unprepared, flying far away.

"This, this is..."

Ren Jiuxiao watched Xue Rongdao soar into the sky, his eyes full of shock.

It actually worked!

This was the Ascending Dragon Pill he had purchased from a black market in the Xi Chu Empire for 300 Star Crystals.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be real.

In the air, Xue Rongdao’s aura was as mighty as a prison, terrifying and formidable.

The black Nine-Ring Ghost Head Knife appeared automatically beside him.

It continuously danced around Xue Rongdao.

A large area of overcast clouds formed from Star Power covered the area where they were.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning struck down.

Xue Rongdao stood with his knife raised, looking like a demon god.

...

In Sun Xiaorui’s main camp, although Lu Lin felt embarrassed, he still followed Sun Xiaorui into the tent.

In fact, he wasn’t particularly interested in the so-called "Dual Cultivation."

The main reason was that Sun Xiaorui said that if they didn’t dual cultivate, she might not be able to advance to the next level.

Furthermore, when the Princess’s consciousness appeared next time, she might be devoured.

Lu Lin was a person without many complicated thoughts, with just one flaw.

He enjoys helping others.

Since arriving in the Battlefield Secret Realm, Sun Xiaorui had helped him a lot. When Lu Lin was to lead a team into North Scorching Mountain while at school, Sun Xiaorui even strongly supported him.

Given such kindness, Lu Lin naturally felt obligated to repay her.

Inside the tent, there were layers of light yellow curtains of silk, through which Lu Lin could vaguely see Sun Xiaorui’s bed.

The atmosphere suddenly became a bit delicate.

Sun Xiaorui lifted the curtain and took off her chest armor, revealing the clothes underneath.

Lu Lin insisted he wasn’t intentionally looking.

It’s just that the panda was too large and suddenly popped out.

Lu Lin himself had an Eye System Talent and could quickly capture any movement...

"What are you standing there for?"

"Take off your shoes and come in."

Sun Xiaorui said, untying the high-ponytail at the back of her head, holding a red ribbon in her hand, her long, glossy black hair cascading down her shoulders.

A touch of allure appeared out of nowhere.

With the current atmosphere, Lu Lin involuntarily swallowed.

Then, Sun Xiaorui took off her skirt armor and boots, changing from the female general she was before into something entirely different.

Just... just like a wife at home waiting for her husband to return.

Lu Lin took off his shoes, opened the curtain, and walked in.

Unexpectedly, Sun Xiaorui, who seemed so heroic and gallant, also had such a charming and gentle side.

"Sit down."

Sun Xiaorui pointed to her bed and said to Lu Lin.

For some reason, Lu Lin felt Sun Xiaorui had changed.

It wasn’t just a simple change of clothes, but her entire demeanor had transformed.

He obediently sat on the bed, feeling unsure of where to put his hands and feet.

A calm heart, unperturbed by the heavens falling... my ass.

Although Lu Lin kept telling himself that the Sun Xiaorui in front of him was actually over thirty years old.

If considering her past life, she was an old witch as old as forty thousand years.

Her living years exceeded even the existence of the United Federal Human.

But rationality is rationality, and emotions are emotions.

This moment, this scene.

Lu Lin felt his rationality was gradually being submerged and disappearing, leaving only... passion.

"Heh."

"It’s just dual cultivation, look how nervous you are."

Sun Xiaorui chuckled lightly, a bit teasingly.

Now, she only had her face armor left, yet seeing Lu Lin’s demeanor, Sun Xiaorui didn’t hold back. She walked over and sat beside Lu Lin.

Sun Xiaorui took hold of her face armor’s strap.

Lu Lin thought this Sister Sun was somewhat tormenting. Can’t she move faster? Wouldn’t it be better to just get it over with?

She had to tease him bit by bit, making Lu Lin feel like a cat scratching his heart.

Sun Xiaorui’s fragrance gradually became richer.

Her movements were gentle, and she finally untied the face armor’s strap.

Fair white face.

A touch of red lips.

A delicate nose.

Coupled with Sun Xiaorui’s eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Lu Lin found his breathing quickening, with blood rushing from his heart straight to his head.

Can’t take it, even an old guy with a thousand years of cultivation can’t take it.

Doesn’t matter if she’s forty thousand years old.

Doesn’t matter if she’s a reincarnated Princess.

At this moment, Lu Lin just wanted to...

"Slow down, don’t rush."

"Junior Brother Lu, remember the key to dual cultivation."

"The union of Yin and Yang, forgetting self and others."

"The Way of Heaven is emotionless, the Way of Man is affectionate."

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