122: Devil seed of destiny, don't run away, leeks

A night of debauchery.

The next morning.

The bed was a mess.

Zhao Lingyu was curled up in the brocade quilt, her once elegant and beautiful face now filled with exhaustion, tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes.

She was still in a deep sleep.

As the Eldest Princess of the Ziwei Dynasty, possessing the Ziwei Divine Body, her primordial yin energy was infinitely purer and more abundant than that of ordinary women.

And at this moment, this pure energy was continuously flowing into Jiang Chen's body.

Jiang Chen sat cross-legged, his eyes tightly closed.

A faint layer of purple Qi enveloped his body.

That vast primordial yin energy, like the most gentle and potent tonic, continuously cleansed his limbs and bones, nourishing his Dao Foundation.

The life energy he had absorbed in the Reincarnation Pool, which had not been fully refined, was now, under the harmonization of this new power, rapidly fusing with his Dao Yan Heavenly Demon Body.

The Azure Emperor Longevity Art operated on its own, perfectly integrating this Ziwei primordial yin energy with the life energy from the Reincarnation Pool, creating an endless cycle of renewal.

His aura was rising steadily at a visible pace.

The Realm barrier of the Ninth Realm Saint was being continuously impacted, becoming increasingly loose.

After a long while.

Jiang Chen slowly opened his eyes.

A purple gleam flashed in his eyes and then disappeared.

The gains from this night were truly immense.

He turned his head, his gaze falling upon the flawless jade body on the bed.

However, there was no expression of pity or tenderness on Jiang Chen's face.

He slowly stood up, and with a thought, a brand new black brocade robe covered his body.

He had returned to his usual calm and collected Saint appearance.

It was as if the tireless person from last night wasn't him.

After tidying his clothes, he didn't spare another glance for Zhao Lingyu on the bed.

He waved his hand.

The Restriction covering the entire room silently dissipated.

Jiang Chen pushed open the door and walked out directly... Not long after Jiang Chen left.

On the bed, the alluring delicate body's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Zhao Lingyu slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was vacant, with a hint of confusion, as she stared blankly at the bed canopy above her.

The soreness and tearing sensation from all over her body instantly brought back the humiliating and frantic scenes from last night.

Shame, humiliation, unwillingness... countless complex emotions surged into her heart like a tide, instantly reddening her beautiful eyes.

She abruptly sat up, ignoring the soreness in her body, and frantically scanned the room.

However, the room was empty; the man's figure was nowhere to be seen.

He left.

He just left like that.

After taking her most precious possession, he didn't even leave a single word.

Zhao Lingyu bit her lip hard, drawing traces of blood.

After a long time.

She finally squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

"Bastard..."

Lanyue Peak, outside the courtyard.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, feeling the unprecedented surge of power within him, and was in a rather good mood.

His Dual Cultivation with Zhao Lingyu not only advanced his Cultivation.

It also allowed him to completely refine the energy from the Reincarnation Pool, making his Foundation even more solid.

Next, it was time for that child of destiny, Yuan Changfeng.

Jiang Chen silently called out in his mind.

"System."

The next second.

A rather mischievous electronic voice echoed in his Sea of Consciousness.

"Hehe, host, last night's spring night was short, how did it feel?"

The corner of Jiang Chen's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

He was too lazy to waste words on this unreliable System.

"Stop being glib, get to the point."

Jiang Chen's expression became serious as he slowly spoke.

"Is there a way to control someone's life and death without anyone knowing, preferably without them even realizing it?"

"Hmm... Is the host planning to make a move on that kid surnamed Yuan?"

The System truly lived up to its name, instantly guessing Jiang Chen's thoughts.

"Indeed."

Jiang Chen admitted frankly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, host, you're really becoming more and more like a qualified major villain!"

"Your request is simply tailor-made for us villains!"

The System fell silent for a moment, beginning its search.

Soon, its voice sounded again.

"Found it!"

"Heavenly Fate Demonic Seed!"

"This Demonic Seed is extremely secretive; once planted, it is absolutely impossible to be discovered unless a Great Emperor-level cultivator personally investigates."

"Not only that, the Demonic Seed will also feed back to the host, greatly enhancing the host's Comprehension Ability and Cultivation speed, allowing them to rapidly increase their Cultivation in a short period, making them mistakenly believe it's a heaven-sent Opportunity, and their Dao Heart will become clear!"

"But..."

The System's tone shifted, and its laughter became sinister.

"Hehe, for the person who has been planted with the Demonic Seed, their life and death, thoughts, and even all their Cultivation insights will be controlled by the caster's single thought!"

"The faster he Cultivates, the more he comprehends, the more benefits the host will ultimately be able to harvest!"

"This is simply a perfect leek farming Divine Artifact tailor-made for the host!"

After listening to the System's introduction, Jiang Chen's eyes instantly lit up.

Heavenly Fate Demonic Seed!

This thing was even more perfect than he had imagined!

Let Yuan Changfeng believe that he had broken through and risen, his talent soaring, immersed in the pleasure of his Cultivation Ascension.

Yet, he wouldn't know that everything he gained was merely an illusion.

The harder he worked, the more benefits Jiang Chen would gain.

When he no longer had any use, Jiang Chen could, with a single thought, harvest everything from him!

This feeling of playing a child of destiny in the palm of his hand was truly... wonderful.

"Good stuff."

Jiang Chen did not skimp on his praise.

"How many villain points does it cost to exchange for it?"

"Not expensive, not expensive. This supreme treasure only costs the host one hundred thousand villain points! A friendship price!"

"Exchange."

Jiang Chen didn't hesitate at all.

One hundred thousand villain points was a considerable amount, but if he could completely control a child of destiny, it would be a profitable deal.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully exchanging for the Heavenly Fate Demonic Seed!"

"Villain points deducted: one hundred thousand points."

"Current remaining villain points: fifty thousand points."

As the System's notification sound faded.

An incredibly profound torrent of information instantly surged into Jiang Chen's Sea of Consciousness.

Countless ink-black runes circulated, finally condensing into a peculiar seed deep within his Sea of Consciousness, emitting a faint black glow and filled with an aura of temptation and destruction.

This was the Demonic Seed!

Jiang Chen felt the connection emanating from the Demonic Seed, which resonated with his own will, and the smile on his face grew wider.

He slowly composed himself, his gaze turning towards an ancient mountain peak that pierced the clouds deep within the Taichu Dao Academy.

That was where the taichu dao stele was located.

"Yuan Changfeng."

"I hope you'll like this great gift I'm giving you."

Jiang Chen murmured to himself.

Just then, a clear and pleasant voice came from nearby.

"Holy Son Jiang."

Jiang Chen looked up and saw Ji Qingxue, dressed in a white dress, as cold as snow, slowly walking towards him.