245: Ten Thousand Ghosts Nourishing Yuan Flower

A piece of news exploded like a thunderclap, spreading throughout the Desolate Ancient Great World.

The renowned Imperial Son of the Ji Family, an Imperial Clan of the Great Scarlet Heaven, was missing after his battle with the Double-Pupiled One, his life or death unknown.

A few days later, even more explosive news broke.

The Double-Pupiled One, Qin Wushang, had supposedly descended upon Youxu Ghost City and personally slain the Ji Family Imperial Son. Even the void emperor mirror, which awed the Great Scarlet Heaven, had fallen into the hands of the Double-Pupiled One.

Many Prodigies sought out those from the Ji Family to confirm the news.

Almost at the same time, another storm arose.

The news that the True Dragon Clan Saintess, Ao Qingli, had been taken as a mount by the Double-Pupiled One spread like wildfire.

The True Dragon lineage of the Great Scarlet Heaven was enraged. They allied with many Yao Race giants and declared they would kill the Double-Pupiled One at all costs... A few days later, in a secluded inn on the outskirts of Youxu Ghost City.

Inside the guest room, the warm fragrance had not yet dissipated, and the air was thick with a lingering, decadent aura.

Qin Wushang reclined on the bed, his arm loosely draped around the curvaceous Su Feixue beside him, his fingertips unconsciously playing with a strand of her dark hair that had fallen across her chest.

He suddenly chuckled softly, breaking the lazy silence.

“I'm still curious. You've gone to such lengths—is it really just for my body?”

Su Feixue lay on his chest. Hearing this, her eyes rippled with a post-coital huskiness and nonchalance.

“What else would it be?”

“Tsk, hard to believe.”

Qin Wushang shook his head, his hand sliding down to give her perky butt a firm slap.

“A Devil Emperor Clone, lusting after the body of a junior? Who would believe that if it got out?”

Su Feixue's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

She slowly lifted her face, and deep within those eyes that were always brimming with lazy charm, a flash of genuine surprise flickered.

He actually knew!

This secret was something even the old fogies of the Nine Nether Sacred Cult didn't know, yet he, a junior, was aware of it.

Could Chu Yuehua have told him?

That shouldn't be right!

That wretched woman didn't seem like the gossiping type!

She stared at Qin Wushang for a long while before parting her red lips: “...How did you know?”

“The scent.”

Qin Wushang answered bluntly, bringing his nose close to the crook of her neck and taking a deep sniff.

“That unique fox-like musk on you is exactly the same as your main body.”

“Though it's very faint, it can't hide from my nose.”

He was, of course, joking.

He couldn't reveal that the System allowed him to see people's status panels.

And naturally, she didn't actually have a fox musk!

It was just a tease!

Playing along with his banter, Su Feixue said in astonishment, “That actually works?”

“Why wouldn't it?”

Qin Wushang raised an eyebrow and asked back.

“You... are truly something.”

It took half a moment for Su Feixue to spit out those words, her expression complex. “Aside from your Revered Master, Chu Yuehua, there is almost no one in this world who can see through my roots.”

“You are the second.”

Qin Wushang tightened his arm, pulling her closer, his palm resting against her delicate waist.

“So, what are you really after? Don't say it's just for my body again; I don't believe it.”

He gave her another light slap, as if asking for an answer.

For a moment, her butt jiggled.

A blush crept onto Su Feixue's cheeks. She glared at him, but it lacked any real force, looking more like a flirtatious pout instead.

“What's wrong? Can't an old cow eat tender grass?”

“You can, of course you can.”

Qin Wushang curled his lips into a somewhat roguish smile.

“My teeth are good; I can eat soft rice or hard rice alike.”

“Then isn't that enough?”

Su Feixue rolled her eyes at him, her finger drawing circles on his chest before pinching his nipple.

“Rest assured, since I've entered your bed, I naturally won't harm you. This much, this seat... I can still guarantee.”

She suddenly remembered something and looked up at him, a mischievous light flashing in her eyes as she leaned close to his ear, her breath like orchids.

“Hey, seriously, between me and your Revered Master... whose technique is better? Who do you have more of a feeling for?”

Qin Wushang's body clearly paused for a second, his expression turning subtle: “...Can I not answer that?”

How could he possibly answer a question like that!

Each had her own unique charms!

“No.”

Su Feixue said immediately, her finger poking his chest.

“Now, right now, I want to hear it.”

Looking at her persistent gaze, Qin Wushang said helplessly: “...You. I have more of a feeling for you.”

“Hmph, a man's mouth is a lying ghost.”

Su Feixue humped lightly, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She knew the words were false, but as long as this man was willing to say them, that was enough.

“If you know it's a lying ghost, why did you ask?”

Qin Wushang laughed in spite of himself.

“Because I felt like asking, what of it?”

Su Feixue was perfectly justified. She suddenly leaned down again, pressing close to him, her tone becoming soft and seductive.

“It's only been a few days, how do you feel I've changed? I used to be the caring older sister, but now I'm like a little pampered wife.”

“Isn't this kind of roleplay more interesting than your Revered Master?”

Qin Wushang felt the soft warmth pressing against him, his Adam's apple bobbing. “You... are quite the actress.”

Truth be told, it was quite stimulating sometimes.

Su Feixue's eyes rippled with charm, her fingertips sliding down suggestively.

“Then... do you want to act it out inside?”

Qin Wushang: “...”

He took a deep breath, held her mischievous hand, and smiled wryly. “Right now... I really don't have the energy.”

Su Feixue burst into laughter and stopped teasing him, lying lazily back in his arms, her voice regaining a bit of seriousness.

“Alright, no more messing around.”

“Let's talk business.”

“I sense that... something might have happened outside.”

Qin Wushang's brow furrowed immediately. “Something happened? What could have happened? We're cut off from news here...”

Su Feixue shook her head, a trace of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

“It's not that I've sensed news from the outside, but my main body... some time ago, it seems to have suffered a significant injury.”

“My perception as this Clone is blurred regarding what exactly happened, but the connection has indeed weakened significantly.”

“She must have been very seriously injured.”

Qin Wushang's heart jolted, and he suddenly looked at her. “Your main body... is a Quasi-Emperor!”

“Yes, a Quasi-Emperor is considered top-tier in the Desolate Heaven Domain, or even in the Five Domains and Two Heavens on the surface.”

Su Feixue's tone was low.

“But that's only on the surface. No one knows how deep the waters are in the shadows.”

“Just like that academy floor-sweeper Wang Changsheng—who would have thought he was actually an alternative dao-attainer?”

Qin Wushang fell silent, thinking of that seemingly ordinary old man, his heart turning cold.

If an existence like Wang Changsheng was in hiding, there could naturally be other even more terrifying old monsters.

Then he was somewhat surprised that Su Qingjue also knew of Wang Changsheng's existence.

But remembering she was a Devil Emperor, he felt relieved.

“Could it be the Qin Clan?”

Qin Wushang speculated, “You refined Qin Zhantian's Primordial Spirit; it's possible they... made a move.”

“Unlikely.”

Su Feixue interrupted, “The Qin Clan's Foundation is in the Taihuang Heaven.”

“The Desolate Heaven Domain has an extremely powerful Dao-suppression left behind by ancient experts. The more powerful an existence is, the harder it is to enter; some cannot even descend in their true bodies.”

“Otherwise, the Desolate Heaven Domain would have been carved up by those immortal orthodoxies long ago.”

“There's such a suppression?”

This was the first time Qin Wushang had heard of this.

“What else did you think?”

Su Feixue glanced at him.

“This is also one of the reasons why the Desolate Heaven Domain can always produce variables that stir up the world; it's relatively safe.”

Qin Wushang nodded thoughtfully. “Since your main body can't be helped for now, there's no use dwelling on it.”

“The most important thing right now is that immortal medicine.”

“Didn't you say an immortal medicine would appear in Youxu Ghost City? We've waited all this time, yet there's been no movement at all.”

Su Feixue relaxed again, twirling his hair with her fingers. “What's the rush? The time hasn't come yet.”

“Where exactly is the immortal medicine? Why would it appear here?” Qin Wushang pressed.

“On the night of extreme Yin, the Gates of the Nine Nether will swing open.”

Su Feixue said slowly, “In the Nine Nether Realm beyond the gates, on the banks of the Nether River, grows a Myriad Ghost Vitality-Nurturing Flower.”

“This flower blooms once every three thousand years and bears fruit once every nine thousand years.”

“The opening of the Gates of the Nine Nether this time coincides exactly with its fruit ripening.”

Qin Wushang's pupils shrank slightly. “This place... can actually lead to the Nine Nether Realm?”

“It can.”

“Otherwise, how do you think the Ghost Spirit Clan was born? Youxu Ghost City is itself a strange node connecting the worlds of Yin and Yang.”

Su Feixue confirmed.

“For such a treasure, has no one made a move on it in all these years? There must be a powerful guardian, right?”

Qin Wushang immediately thought of the key issue.

Although it was good that the thing was ripening, if someone had discovered it, they would surely have been unable to resist trying to force its growth.

The fact that no one had picked it early meant there was definitely danger.

“The Nine Nether is empty, and Hell has no gates. The order of that place has long since collapsed, and Reincarnation has been overturned. It is no longer the perilous forbidden land it once was.”

“But there is naturally a guardian, and it is not weak.”

Su Feixue's tone shifted as she whispered, “You will find out when the time comes.”

“However, with the two of us working together, plus some preparations, the chance of successfully seizing the medicine is very high.”

A sharp light flashed in Qin Wushang's eyes. “Good. In that case, we shall focus on preparing for the battle and conserve our energy...”

Before he could finish, Su Feixue suddenly flipped over and pressed down on him again. Her red lips drew near, their breaths mingling, instantly dispelling all serious atmosphere.

Her eyes were as watery as a pool of charm, her fingertip lightly touching his lips, her voice soft and sweet with an irresistible allure.

“Conserve energy? That won't do...”

“Love me one more time.”