24: Chapter 24 Young and ignorant of his master's worth, he mistook his senior sister for a treasure.

Back then, he had just transmigrated and become the original Chen Zilong, his consciousness still somewhat hazy.

But the very first sight that greeted him upon opening his eyes in this new world was of this woman, ethereal as an immortal, stunningly beautiful enough to topple cities.

He had never seen such soul-stirring beauty.

How beautiful was Liu Mei?

To describe it in the words from his previous life on Blue Star—

Even if he were a bootlicker at her feet, wagging his tail and begging for her favor, willing to go through fire and water for her, he would do so gladly.

He'd relish it, even consider it an immense happiness!

Especially in those initial, disoriented moments after transmigrating, seeing her turn her head and smile at him under the cold moonlight.

It truly was like a celestial maiden descending from the Nine Heavens, enough to make any man lose his mind.

If Chen Zilong hadn't later learned about the damnable plot of the original story—

that his future self would be tormented to the brink of death by that child of destiny, Ye Wushuang, largely because of this ill-fated entanglement with Liu Mei...

Chen Zilong estimated he would have long since transformed into her most loyal bootlicker and started pursuing Liu Mei fanatically.

Tsk!

What Senior Sister Ye Xishui, what Junior Sister Tu Shan Xiaoxiao...

In the presence of Master Liu Mei, they were all insignificant!

Master Liu Mei, isn't she wonderful?!

Isn't she beautiful?!

That Chen Zilong in the original story was a complete and utter fool!

Young and ignorant, not knowing the goodness of a mature Master, mistakenly treasuring a tsundere Senior Sister.

In what aspect could Ye Xishui compare to Liu Mei?

Beauty?

Temperament?

Strength?

Allure?

Attraction to him?

She fell short in every single way!

Pah!

Serves that original Chen Zilong right for being successfully possessed by this 'Outer Realm Demon' (him).

Master Liu Mei, from now on, is mine!

No one can take her away!

...

Passion and desire surged in Chen Zilong's chest, and he abruptly tightened his arms.

He hugged the warm, fragrant, and soft jade-like Liu Mei in his embrace even tighter, feeling the astonishing sensation transmitted from her delicate skin.

His body stirred restlessly again, preparing to launch a new round of 'conquest'.

Liu Mei immediately sensed his intention. Her lovely face paled in alarm, and she hurriedly pressed her hands against his solid chest, her voice tinged with panic and a plea born of genuine inability to endure more:

"Stop! You... you wicked disciple, will you never have your fill?"

A flicker of lingering fear flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"When with you, Master, how could there ever be enough?" Chen Zilong gave a wicked smile.

His gaze was fiery, his large hands already beginning to roam restlessly downward.

Liu Mei was truly frightened. Seven consecutive days of 'arduous battle' had nearly exhausted her energy; she felt her body was about to be jostled apart.

In her desperation, she let out a delicate cry, raised her long, shapely, jade-like leg, and with her remaining strength, suddenly kicked Chen Zilong squarely in the waist!

"Ouch!"

Caught off guard, Chen Zilong was directly kicked off the warm, fragrant jade bed and landed in an undignified heap on the cold floor.

"No! Absolutely cannot continue!"

Liu Mei wrapped the brocade quilt tightly around herself, shrinking into the corner of the bed like a startled jade rabbit. Her beautiful face was full of determination and a touch of pitiful charm. "Rebellious disciple! Have some mercy, spare your Master!"

"It's been seven whole days... Even an iron-forged body couldn't withstand this kind of torment!"

Her tone was plaintive, carrying a hint of coquettishness. "Your Master is over a thousand years old. If this goes on... my old bones will truly be broken by you, you brute..."

By the end, her voice was as faint as a mosquito's hum, her cheeks practically glowing red.

Watching Chen Zilong sprawled on the floor, looking up at her with a pitiful, unsatisfied expression.

His eyes were exactly like a large dog whose meaty bone had been taken away. Liu Mei's heart softened again involuntarily, welling up with a trace of pity.

An absurd thought flashed through her mind:

What if...

I indulge him just one more time?

Just once?

No!

This thought had just arisen when she ruthlessly crushed it!

Liu Mei, oh Liu Mei, do you still want these old bones of yours!

They'll really be shaken apart by him!

She immediately took a deep breath, suppressing that wavering resolve, and threw off the brocade quilt.

Her movements held a hint of urgency and a slight tremble, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful silhouette.

She stepped barefoot onto the cold floor, like a Moon Palace fairy descending to the mortal world. Her jade-like arms stretched gracefully as she took light, lotus-like steps.

With incredible speed, she picked up the gorgeous, noble purple immortal gown scattered on the ground.

Her actions were elegant yet tinged with fluster. Her nimble fingers flew, and she soon had the intricate immortal gown properly donned.

The purple dress accentuated her snow-white skin, making her ethereal, aloof temperament even more pronounced. The previous languid charm was instantly replaced by dignified elegance.

Only the lingering amorousness in her shifting gaze and the blush on her face betrayed the intensity of what had just transpired.

Once fully dressed, Liu Mei steadied her breathing, regaining some of her Master's authority.

With a flick of her slender hand, a simple, ancient-looking storage ring appeared in her palm.

She walked over to Chen Zilong, pressed a storage ring into his hand. Her gaze was concerned but held a note of unyielding firmness:

"Long'er, these past seven days... your Master has been too... ahem, too doting on you. Do not let this cause you to neglect the foundation of your cultivation."

Her voice was gentle yet carried an instructive tone. "Inside this is an opportunity your Master found while traveling outside last month, in a hidden place."

"It contains top-tier cultivation techniques and a vast amount of cultivation resources. You must cultivate diligently and not disappoint your Master's sincere efforts."

After speaking, before Chen Zilong could react, she took another item from the storage pouch at her waist.

It was a crystal-clear, translucent crystal sphere. Inside the sphere, sealed within, was a vividly lifelike, strange beast soul!

Looking closely, the beast resembled an ox but had only a single horn.

Its entire form was wreathed in blinding electric light. The power of thunder surged unceasingly across its illusory body, emitting a heart-palpitating, violent energy.

"This beast soul is the refined essence of the primordial mystical beast, the Kui Ox. It is extremely rare."

Liu Mei's beautiful eyes fixed on the crystal sphere, her expression solemn. "Long'er, you need to guide the power of your own spiritual root and carefully refine and fuse with it."

"Once successful, your original high-grade spiritual root will surely sublimate and transform into a rare, top-grade thunder-attribute spiritual root."

"This is a heaven-sent opportunity. You must calm your mind, focus, and cultivate diligently. Absolutely must not slack off or be lazy!"

Before her words had fully faded, as if fearing Chen Zilong might get any more 'improper ideas',

a flash of purple light enveloped her, and her entire person transformed into a dreamlike, illusory purple streak of light. Like a startled swan, she swiftly fled the grand hall, leaving behind only a faint trace of fragrant breeze.

Chen Zilong rubbed his kicked waist somewhat resentfully. He looked down at the storage ring in his hand, still carrying the lingering warmth of the beauty, then glanced at the crystal sphere sealing the violent Kui Ox essence.

He shrugged helplessly, but the corners of his mouth curled into a gentle smile.

No choice, gotta listen to the wife.

He considered himself a good man who was considerate of his wife!

Thus, Chen Zilong calmed his mind and sat cross-legged.

He began to focus all his attention on guiding the power of his spiritual root, carefully probing into the crystal sphere to refine the Kui Ox essence containing terrifying thunder power.

The process was not easy. Although sealed, the Kui Ox essence's remnant ferocious will and violent thunder power continuously assaulted his mind and meridians.

Causing fine sweat to bead on his forehead and his body to tremble slightly.

But his will was firm; he gritted his teeth and endured.

Two hours later, accompanied by a low thunderclap that seemed to originate from the depths of his soul, the crystal sphere shattered with a 'crack', turning to dust.

Brilliant, dazzling silver lightning erupted violently from all over Chen Zilong's body!

Countless fine electric arcs danced like frenzied silver snakes, crackling as they leaped and wound around him. The air filled with a hair-raising static charge.

He slowly opened his eyes. A flash of lightning seemed to vanish deep within his pupils.

His high-grade spiritual root had successfully sublimated, transforming into a more powerful, top-grade thunder-attribute spiritual root!

Feeling the exhilaration and power brought by the unprecedented surge of thunder power coursing through his meridians, Chen Zilong's spirits lifted.

He remembered the storage ring Liu Mei had left behind and, full of anticipation, sent his spiritual sense inside, eager to see what top-tier cultivation techniques his Master had left for him.

However, when his spiritual sense swept over the interior space of the storage ring—

especially when it landed on the three ancient, powerful cultivation technique tomes, neither metallic nor jade-like, quietly suspended there—

Boom!

Chen Zilong's mind felt as if struck by billions of thunderbolts simultaneously, instantly setting off towering waves!

He froze completely, his pupils contracting sharply, his face filled with unbelievable shock!

The space inside the storage ring was vast. Besides mountains of top-grade spirit stones, rare spiritual herbs, uncommon materials, and other cultivation resources piled high,

in the most central position, there were three ancient cultivation technique tomes, each glowing with different lights and exuding distinctly different auras:

The 'Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Canon', the 'Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art', and the 'Vajra Demon Subduing Scripture'!

Chen Zilong instantly felt thunderstruck, utterly rooted to the spot, his mind a complete blank!

This...

How is this possible?!

These three techniques...

These are clearly the core techniques in the original story that the heaven-ordained, cheat-like protagonist Ye Wushuang relied on to rise, dominate the Three Realms, and become invincible!

These three techniques correspond to the Dao, the Demonic, and the Buddhist paths respectively!

Cultivating these three top-tier techniques simultaneously, mastering and integrating them, is the legendary 'Three Paths Cultivation'!

In the original story, it was only during the mid-phase of the plot, after surviving countless near-death experiences, that Ye Wushuang managed to collect these three peerless divine techniques one by one.

It was precisely by cultivating these three supreme methods simultaneously that he could sweep away all enemies, become invincible in the world, and ultimately embark on the path to the pinnacle!

Moreover, these three techniques could be called the 'life-bound divine techniques' that accompanied Ye Wushuang's growth all the way.

From the Mortal Realm to the Immortal Realm, even to when he achieved the Immortal Emperor realm and the supreme realm beyond, he was still using and refining them!

But now...

These three peerless techniques that should belong to the child of destiny, capable of forging an invincible myth...

have actually... fallen into the hands of me, Chen Zilong, the cannon-fodder villain destined for a tragic end in the original story?!

Wild joy surged into Chen Zilong's heart like scorching magma, almost overwhelming him!

But immediately following was an immense sense of unreality and a trace of...

a feeling of being nudged by the great wheel of fate.

After the initial massive shock, a thought tinged with absurdity and immense temptation uncontrollably began to whirl and shout madly in his mind:

Should I...

start cultivating them now?

Or...

wait just a little while before cultivating?