453: Chapter 453 Is it really that much fun when it comes to other people's things?

[Ding! This is a Spirit Stone used by the Creator God to mend the heavens in ancient times. It contains the power of Laws and can also be used to repair Ji Wushuang divine weapons!]

Wow!

Why are all the prizes I draw such unreachable treasures!

Xiao Chen glanced at the other prizes again, and his gaze was immediately drawn to the words 'Immortal Grade' on the last line of information.

Looking more closely.

Holy shit!

Six-Flavored Emperor Pill!

"System, I finally manage to draw an Immortal Grade Medicinal Pill, and you give me this?"

[Ding! Hehe... This is exactly what the Host needs.]

"No... Do I even need this thing?"

Xiao Chen's face immediately darkened. His Pure Yang Sacred Body inherently possessed infinite stamina and unlimited... manufacturing capability.

For him to take this Immortal Grade Six-Flavored Emperor Pill would be a complete waste.

[Ding! The Host's understanding is mistaken. Even the Golden Dragons of the primordial era would regularly consume Spirit Medicines and Immortal Pills.

Although the Host possesses the Pure Yang Sacred Body, it still requires regular maintenance. Especially as the number of female leads increases, this item can help the Host maintain Peak combat prowess.]

"So that's how it is!"

Xiao Chen nodded. This System was really thoughtful, even considering this level for him!

Afterwards, he slowly opened his eyes. With a thought, a Medicinal Pill emitting a dense golden light materialized and hovered before him.

The moment it appeared in the world, a rare phenomenon suddenly erupted between heaven and earth.

High in the sky, wind and clouds churned violently. Thunderclaps boomed among the clouds, the Void Realm wrinkled and cracked, and sky-obscuring dark clouds surged toward the direction of the mystic ship.

Streams of Spiritual Qi rolled in, swiftly enveloping the entire mystic ship, almost hindering its forward progress.

The four girls, witnessing this unprecedented sight, all wore expressions of shock.

Seeing the situation turning unfavorable, Xiao Chen grabbed the Immortal Grade pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Only then did the phenomenon before his eyes slowly dissipate.

This kind of pill, which should only appear in the Immortal Realm, had suddenly manifested in the Lower Realm, nearly causing the fragile Laws here to collapse.

Once inside his body, the pill rapidly dissolved into medicinal liquid. An unparalleled medicinal potency coursed wildly through his limbs and bones.

Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes, forming hand seals to guide the medicinal power directly to his kidneys. A warm, comfortable sensation swept through his entire body.

At this moment, the meridians within him seemed as if forged from solidified gold. His body surface appeared bathed in a divine golden light.

From his Physical Body to his Soul, every part of him was in an unprecedentedly abundant state. He could engage in continuous, intense battle for a month without issue.

Beside him, the four girls all covered their delicate mouths with their hands, their beautiful eyes wide with astonishment.

Coming back to her senses, Bing Ninger leaned close to Bing Qinger's ear and whispered, "What kind of miraculous Immortal Pill did brother take?"

"Shh..." Bing Qinger quickly made a shushing gesture, signaling her not to disturb.

Bing Xueer focused her mind, and a barrier of icy blue light enveloped the entire mystic ship, isolating all external sound.

Not long after.

The medicinal power within his body was fully refined by Xiao Chen. An unprecedented feeling of relaxation and comfort washed over him.

Yet, he did not open his eyes. Instead, his consciousness directly sank into his Sea of Consciousness, materializing a Soul body to discuss the ideals of life with the long-awaited Shadow Moon.

At this time, Shadow Moon, having absorbed the Soul power of seven Spirit Transformation Stage Cultivators, had surpassed Xiao Chen in Soul strength, reaching the Late Stage of Soul Transformation.

A divine radiance emanated from her entire being.

"Huh? Who's this? What are you here for?" Shadow Moon, her fox tail curled, floated lazily in the Sea of Consciousness. A trace of resentment flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Xiao Chen glided over lightly, scooping her up by the waist and pressing his forehead against hers. "Of course, I'm here to spend time with my Yueer Baby."

"Hmph!"

Shadow Moon turned her head away proudly. "You bad man, I don't even want you anymore."

"What's wrong?"

"Are others' things that much fun?"

"Ahem, ahem... I only play with them occasionally." Xiao Chen's face flushed slightly red, of course understanding what she meant.

"You stinky men are all the same. You keep what's in your bowl, eye what's in the pot, and always want to taste what you haven't had before... Mmmph!"

Xiao Chen directly kissed her lips, not letting her continue.

Shadow Moon resisted a little at first, but gradually, under Xiao Chen's advance, she began to respond, wrapping her arms around his neck.

...

Two days later.

The super mystic ship was about to reach the territory of Qimeng Valley. Xiao Chen's Divine Thought detected several Nascent Soul Grade auras gathered outside the Mountain Gate.

He planted a kiss on Shadow Moon's lovely cheek and withdrew from his Sea of Consciousness.

Seeing Xiao Chen slowly stand up, Paper Kite finally breathed a sigh of relief, having thought he would continue meditating and Cultivating.

At that moment, a message transmitted via a Jade Slip arrived as expected. It was from Ji Wushuang, inviting him for a discussion.

A slight smile curled at the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth. He casually replied, "No time for now. Wait until I come back to find you."

Far away in Tianjiao City, upon receiving this message, Ji Wushuang was so angry she cursed out loud, "That little scoundrel! He infuriates me!"

In her view, Xiao Chen wasn't lacking time; he was clearly trying to gain leverage over her by taking advantage of the situation.

The mystic ship slowly came to a hovering stop.

Xiao Chen turned to look at the four girls, stored away the super mystic ship, and used a strand of Divine Thought to isolate their auras.

"Follow me. Don't act rashly."

"Mhm, mhm."

Afterwards, Xiao Chen led them, moving silently closer to the Mountain Gate of Qimeng Valley.

"Later, no matter what situation arises, you must not go out, understand?"

"Okay."

Seeing the serious look on Xiao Chen's face, Paper Kite could only nod solemnly.

As they drew near, they saw three forces arrayed in a triangular formation.

Xiao Chen's eyes immediately found that graceful, slender figure among them.

At this moment, Meng Zhihan appeared somewhat thinner. Dressed in a light blue brocade robe, she held a long sword, her hair tied up in a high ponytail.

Even having resumed her female form, she couldn't shake off that decisive and capable aura.

Beside her stood a middle-aged man in gray robes, with a cultivation level at the Nascent Soul Stage First Level, his Foundation still somewhat unstable.

His name was Meng Youtang. It wasn't hard to deduce he was likely the Valley Master of Qimeng Valley and Meng Zhihan's father.

To the right front, a Gray-Robed Old Man stood with his hands behind his back, and a black-robed man stood with his arms crossed, both looking immensely arrogant.

Xiao Chen glanced at his Data Panel and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. They were actually the two Nascent Soul Cultivators who had deliberately given Meng Zhihan a hard time at the Yinshan auction.

The Gray-Robed Old Man was named Luo Jin, with a cultivation level at the Nascent Soul Stage Sixth Level. The black-robed man was named Ji Yuanshan, with a cultivation level at the Nascent Soul Stage Fifth Level.

These two were precisely the two Nascent Soul Elders of the Zhengyang Sect.

So, they had seen through Meng Zhihan's identity back then. No doubt they had set many obstacles for her on her way back to the sect.

Fortunately, he had given her an invisibility talisman at the time.

To the left front, two Nascent Soul Cultivators also stood. One was a Black-Robed Elder at the Nascent Soul Stage Ninth Level, named Feng Jingyuan.

Beside him stood a handsome young man in white robes, named Feng Yilang, with a cultivation level at the Nascent Soul Stage Second Level.

"Feng Yilang is here too." Paper Kite frowned slightly and let out a soft sigh.