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Dao Xuan Fairy embraced a man? This was simply unbelievable!
Gong Xiaoyue, standing beside Qin Tian, was even more astonished. This Dao Xuan Fairy was old enough to be Qin Tian's ancestor, let alone her.
How could they embrace the moment they met?
Was her son really that attractive?
Dao Xuan Fairy leaned close to Qin Tian's ear, her red lips parted slightly, her breath sweet as orchids: "Father, you've finally come to find me."
Her voice was delicate and captivating, as if spoken only for him.
A complex look flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, but he did not push her away.
The next instant, their figures blurred, vanishing from the spot, leaving behind a commotion.
Deep within the Xuanfu Sect, in a cave shrouded in immortal mist, a spiritual spring gurgled, and fragrance filled the air.
This was Dao Xuan Fairy's private residence, its walls engraved with profound runes, emitting a faint spiritual light.
Dao Xuan Fairy knelt on a soft brocade cushion, her dark yellow Daoist robe slightly open, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.
She lowered her head, her tone respectful yet tinged with a hint of coquetry: "Daughter Qin Xuan greets Father."
Qin Tian sat opposite her at a jade table, his brows furrowing slightly at her words, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
The woman before him, in terms of cultivation, seniority, and age, far surpassed him countless times, yet this was his daughter from his previous life, having lived for countless years and becoming a giant in the immortal path.
"Uh, you…" Qin Tian hesitated, finally saying somewhat awkwardly, "It's really a little uncomfortable for you to call me Father like this."
Qin Xuan raised her head, her eyes alluring, a sly smile playing on her lips.
She slowly rose, her jade-like hand gently stroking her Taoist robe. The robe slipped down her fragrant shoulders, revealing her enormous, snow-white breasts, smooth as cream, gleaming alluringly in the spiritual light.
She approached gracefully, her voice soft as if it could drip water: "Father, I know you're not used to it, but how can we be distant from each other, given our blood ties? Perhaps… we could try to get closer first?"
Qin Tian was taken aback, his gaze involuntarily falling on her alluring figure, a surge of excitement coursing through him.
This daughter was far too direct!
He coughed, trying to steady himself: "Isn't this skipping too many steps?"
Qin Xuan chuckled, her laughter as melodious as silver bells, yet tinged with a hint of provocation.
She leaned forward, gently taking Qin Tian's hand and guiding it to her soft breasts.
The touch was warm and supple; Qin Tian's fingers trembled slightly, his breathing becoming heavier. Qin Xuan leaned closer to him, her breath sweet as orchids: "Father, all these years, I've been secretly observing you. You're truly a womanizer. Mother, Grandmother, and all your daughters… which one hasn't been favored by you? Their first time was all with you, their father."
She paused, a mischievous glint in her eyes: "I thought, since they can be so close to Father, how can I, your own flesh and blood, lag behind? Father, don't worry, my body was born for you."
"Xuan'er, are you really…" Qin Tian's words were cut short as Qin Xuan leaned down, her red lips gently kissing his neck, her fragrant tongue sending a shiver of pleasure through him.
She whispered, "Father, I've waited for you for so long. Today, you must make it up to me."
As she spoke, Qin Xuan's Taoist robe slipped completely down, revealing her flawless body, its curves exquisite, her skin like jade.
She chuckled softly, straddling Qin Tian, her arms encircling his neck, her allure undeniable: "Father, you must savor my taste."
Qin Tian's Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze involuntarily following her graceful curves.
Qin Xuan noticed his gaze, a teasing smile curving her lips. She leaned down, her full breasts almost pressed against his chest, her breath sweet as orchids: "Father, does my body suit your heart?" Her words carried a hint of coquetry, yet held an irresistible allure.
"Your daughter watches everything your father does every day."
"Your father's valiant figure, your father's wildness, your father's tenderness, your father's possessiveness, your daughter knows it all..."
The lust in Qin Xuan's eyes was no longer concealed. She had been spying on Qin Tian for so many years, and she couldn't hold back any longer.
After learning that Qin Tian might be the reincarnation of her father, she had been spying on him using secret methods.
Seeing Qin Tian sleep with his own daughter made her truly happy.
This also proved that her father could accept her. She was very confident in herself, and she had secretly compared herself to the women around her father more than once.
She believed that, except for a few, her qualities far surpassed those of others, so she had been hoping that Qin Tian would remember his past life, so that she could recognize him.
Before Qin Tian could respond, Qin Xuan's jade-like hand moved lightly, reaching for his waist, and deftly untied his belt.
Her fingers, soft and boneless, gently grasped the already erect and burning penis; its heat was intense, carrying a throbbing pulse.
She chuckled softly, a hint of shyness and anticipation flashing in her eyes. She slowly raised her plump buttocks, the flesh swaying slightly with the movement, outlining a breathtakingly alluring curve.
Qin Xuan gazed into Qin Tian's eyes, biting her red lips, as if trying to calm her nervousness.
She adjusted her position, aiming the thick penis at her untouched honeyed entrance.
The petal-like secret place parted slightly, glistening with moisture. The tight entrance contracted slightly under the gentle touch of the penis, as if resisting, yet also inviting.
Qin Xuan took a deep breath, lowered her waist, and slowly sat down.
The large tip forced open the tight entrance, bringing a tearing, sharp pain. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, her pearly teeth biting her lower lip, but she didn't stop moving. As she continued to press down, his penis slid inch by inch into her untouched honeypot. Qin Xuan's breathing quickened, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Finally, when she was fully seated, a trickle of bright red virgin blood slowly flowed from their point of union, dripping onto Qin Tian's abdomen, the striking red contrasting sharply with her snow-white skin.
Qin Xuan let out a soft moan, a flicker of pain in her eyes, quickly replaced by a strange sense of satisfaction.
She looked down at Qin Tian, smiling seductively, "Father, my first time, I gave it all to you."
A complex emotion flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, but his hands involuntarily gripped her slender waist, feeling the incredibly tight embrace within her.
After a moment, Qin Xuan's pain gradually subsided, replaced by a tingling pleasure.
She began tentatively swaying her hips, her buttocks rising and falling gently, each movement causing his penis to slide in and out of her wetness, creating a wet, slippery sound.
Her movements were clumsy yet alluring; her snow-white buttocks slapped gently against Qin Tian's groin with each rise and fall, producing soft "slap" sounds.
"Father...so...so full..." Qin Xuan's voice was tinged with a soft panting, her hands supporting her on Qin Tian's chest, her fingertips unconsciously tightening, leaving a few shallow red marks.
She gradually found her rhythm, her movements becoming more fluid, the rise and fall of her hips becoming more and more pronounced.
Each time she rose, her wetness gripped his penis tightly, as if trying to suck him in completely; when she sat down, her plump buttocks slammed against Qin Tian's body, creating waves of flesh that were dazzling and mesmerizing.
Qin Tian's breathing became heavy, his hands sliding from her waist to her rounded buttocks, kneading them forcefully, feeling the amazing elasticity in his palms.
He let out a low growl, his hips arching slightly, coordinating with Qin Xuan's riding posture, allowing his penis to penetrate even deeper into her body.
Qin Xuan, stimulated by this sudden depth, cried out softly, her body trembling, her honeyed orifice contracting sharply, almost causing him to lose control.
"Xuan'er, your body... it's truly deadly!" Qin Tian gritted his teeth.
Hearing this, a hint of triumph flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. She leaned down, her red lips close to his ear, and whispered, "Father likes it... I'll try even harder to please you." As she spoke, her hips began to quicken their rhythm, her riding movements fluid and graceful, the tender flesh inside her honeyed orifice constantly rubbing against his penis, each penetration bringing a maddening pleasure.
The babbling brook within the cave couldn't mask the increasingly loud panting and low growls.
Qin Xuan's snowy breasts swayed violently with her movements, her nipples tracing alluring arcs in the air.
Sometimes she straightened her back, allowing Qin Tian a clear view of the erotic scene of his penis moving in and out of her honeyed orifice; other times she leaned down, their lips and tongues entwined, her fragrant tongue teasing his senses.
Her long hair was disheveled, draped over her shoulders, sweat sliding down her snow-white skin and dripping onto Qin Tian's chest, adding to her allure.
After an unknown amount of time, Qin Xuan's movements became increasingly rapid, and strong contractions emanated from her honeyed orifice, as if foreshadowing an approaching climax.
She bit her lip tightly, her eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling with a hint of sobs: "Father...daughter...daughter is coming..." Qin Tian felt the changes within her body, gripping her buttocks tightly with both hands, thrusting upwards several times, striking precisely at her most sensitive depths.
Finally, Qin Xuan could no longer bear it, throwing his head back and letting out a long, soft moan. His body trembled violently, and a gush of hot fluid spurted from deep within her honeyed orifice, drenching his penis and pushing both of them to the peak of ecstasy.
Qin Tian let out a low growl, followed by his release, his hot essence pouring into her body, mingling with her bodily fluids, leaving a breathtaking afterglow.
Qin Xuan lay limply on Qin Tian's chest, her snow-white body flushed pink from the afterglow of her orgasm, sweat trickling down her smooth back.
Her long hair was disheveled, obscuring half of her alluring face, her eyes still misty, filled with a mixture of satisfaction and shyness.
Qin Tian looked down at Qin Xuan in his arms, his gaze complex yet tender.
He raised his hand, gently smoothing her disheveled hair, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against her smooth, fragrant shoulder, causing her body to tremble.
Qin Xuan looked up, her autumn-water eyes gazing at him, a soft, alluring smile playing on her lips. She leaned forward and gently kissed the corner of his mouth.
Her kiss was gentle and lingering, tinged with a hint of coquettishness. Her fragrant tongue darted out, intertwining with his lips, making soft, smacking sounds.
"Father…" Qin Xuan murmured, her voice soft and sweet, as if melting. She kissed his chin again, nuzzling her cheek against his chest like a contented kitten. "To be so close to you in this life, Father, is enough for me." Her tone was sincere and dependent, warming Qin Tian's heart.
They smiled at each other, the atmosphere warm and tender.
A moment later, Qin Xuan reluctantly climbed off him. With a gentle wave of her hand, the black and yellow Daoist robe on the ground flew back onto her. She reached out and pulled Qin Tian up, saying softly, "Father, let's go out. Grandma is waiting."
Qin Tian's expression was somewhat strange. A granddaughter many times his age… he wondered what his mother would think if she found out.
After straightening their clothes, Qin Tian and Qin Xuan walked out of the cave side by side. As soon as they stepped out, Qin Xuan instinctively took Qin Tian's arm, her full breasts gently pressing against his arm, her face full of dependence, like a young girl immersed in love.
Her steps were light, a smile always playing on her lips, her eyes only on Qin Tian.
Outside the cave, the immortal mountain of the Xuanfu Sect was shrouded in mist, and a graceful figure had been waiting for some time.
Gong Xiaoyue's gaze swept over Qin Xuan's arm linked with Qin Tian's, and then at the undisguised intimacy and satisfaction on their faces. How could she not guess what had happened? She sighed softly, her brows furrowing slightly, her tone tinged with helplessness:
"Tian'er, aren't you going to explain?"
Qin Tian scratched his head, a rare hint of embarrassment on his face.
He released Qin Xuan's hand, stepped forward, and explained in a low voice, "Mother, Xuan'er... she's my daughter..."
Qin Tian briefly explained the whole situation to Gong Xiaoyue.
Gong Xiaoyue's lips twitched upon hearing this, her mind a jumbled mess.
A granddaughter countless years her senior… even with her vast experience, this relationship felt somewhat incomprehensible.
She rubbed her temples and waved her hand, saying, "Never mind, it's your business… whatever… I'm tired…"
Qin Xuan stood to the side, covering her mouth and chuckling softly, a hint of gratitude in her eyes.
She stepped forward and bowed gracefully to Gong Xiaoyue, her voice sweet and clear: "Grandma, Xuan'er thanks you for your understanding. Father is my support, and I am willing to follow him for life."
Looking at Qin Xuan's exquisite face and sincere eyes, Gong Xiaoyue's awkwardness gradually dissipated.
She shook her head helplessly, her tone softening, "You little rascal, so much older than me, and you still call me Grandma… Fine, you two are reunited, and as your mother, I can't stop you."
Qin Tian felt relieved seeing his mother agree, a smile spreading across his face.
He opened his arms to Gong Xiaoyue, saying, "Mother, since that's the case, why don't we go together? A son's embrace is never too much."
Gong Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at him, but still stepped forward and nestled into his arms, softly saying, "You rascal, always trying to flatter me."
Qin Tian held his mother in one arm, feeling her soft body, while Qin Xuan held him tightly on the other, his daughter's full curves pressed against him, full of dependence.
The three smiled at each other. With a thought, Qin Tian conjured a cloud beneath his feet, carrying them through the clouds and flying towards the horizon.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
During this time, Qin Tian didn't go to see Hu Jiuli and the others.
Because he knew he needed time, and they needed time too.
Everyone was striving for the final moment.
Qin Tian sat cross-legged in his cave, his aura already at the peak of the Great Emperor realm.
After waking from the dream of immortality, the superposition of two lifetimes had allowed him to break through the limits of this world.
But unfortunately, due to the changes in the Heavenly Dao, his highest cultivation level was now only Great Emperor, unlike in the Immortal Realm where one could break through to Immortal Venerable.
However, this was enough.
For the past month, Qin Tian had almost daily cultivated with his mother, grandmother, Hu Zijin, and Qin Xuan. The selfless service of these four top-tier Great Emperors had greatly benefited him.
"Since I'm here, I might as well stop hiding." Qin Tian slowly opened his eyes and looked ahead.
There was no one there.
"You're giving me more and more surprises..." A voice suddenly rang out, and a woman appeared before Qin Tian.
A woman whose face was obscured.
Qin Tian: "Are you the current Heavenly Dao?"
"Sometimes I really regret letting you transmigrate here." The woman paused, then continued, "I never thought that being just firewood would end up crushing its master to death."
Qin Tian: "So you've come to surrender?"
"No, quite the opposite." The woman's blurry face moved slightly closer. "I've come to persuade you to surrender."
Qin Tian sneered, "What if I say no?"
"Don't rush to refuse. I know your concerns. Aren't you afraid that I'll awaken, destroy the world, and reshape everything? Then your wife and daughters, everyone you care about, will all cease to exist."
"If you agree to submit to me, I..."
"I'll take you and your women into a new world, and you can become the representative of the Heavenly Dao, the king of that new world."
"Then all the women in the world will be yours; you can play with whomever you want."
Qin Tian nodded slightly. This condition was indeed very tempting. He smiled faintly and said, "Including you?"
The female lead was taken aback by Qin Tian's question, then burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you really are incredibly audacious! If you submit, I will allow you to cultivate with the Heavenly Dao."
"Interesting. A mere Heavenly Dao, an unparalleled being who controls all things, would actually stoop so low as to offer up her body to win over a man."
Qin Tian stared directly at the woman before him. "Are you scared? Trying to appease me?"
"If you're scared, then don't put on that haughty air. I'll teach you a lesson: you should strip naked, crawl on the ground like a dog, and beg for my forgiveness and favor."
Although the woman's face was blurred, it was clear that she was extremely angry and displeased.
"Looks like the negotiations have broken down. What a pity," the woman said indifferently.
Qin Tian: "The birth of the Heavenly Dao is accompanied by creation. You were a law born from the darkness, but you usurped the Heavenly Dao's power halfway through, taking over its territory. Therefore, this world does not belong to you. Furthermore, in your previous life, I severely injured you, and your true form fell into slumber. Now you desperately want to destroy this world and recreate one of your own. Am I right?"
The woman remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "I didn't expect you to know so much."
"I'll give you one last chance. This time I can compromise, allowing you to share control of the new world with me. I will also reshape my true form according to your preferences, and then I will be your woman… We can…"
"I refuse." Qin Tian interrupted the woman before she could finish, saying decisively, "I've never lacked women."
"So, the mighty Heavenly Dao, besides using your body, has no other bargaining chips?"
The woman fell silent again. She looked up at Qin Tian, her figure vanishing like smoke.
"I hope you won't regret it."
After saying this, the woman completely disappeared.
Meanwhile… In the vast and boundless universe of the Great Thousand Dao Domain, countless galaxies, like dust, floated in the endless void.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar, shaking the ages, tore through the endless void.
At the edge of the Great Thousand Dao Domain, enormous cracks, like hideous wounds, suddenly appeared in the sea of stars.
These cracks were as black as ink, bottomless, seemingly capable of swallowing even light.
Within the cracks, countless twisted shadows could be vaguely seen writhing, emanating a suffocatingly terrifying aura.
"Clang!"
A colossal bronze coffin slowly emerged from the cracks, its surface covered with ancient and eerie runes, exuding the aura of decaying time.
Around the coffin, the void crumbled inch by inch, as if unable to bear its weight.
Immediately afterward, countless shattered chariots, fragmented celestial weapons, and even colossal skeletons floated out of the crack, as if a realm of death was reviving.
"Roar!"
A deep, terrifying roar echoed from the depths of the crack, shattering the galaxy and reducing countless stars to dust.
A gigantic black-scaled claw, tens of thousands of feet in size, emerged from the crack, its tip gleaming with a chilling light. With a gentle slash, it tore an ancient star in two.
Following this, countless dark creatures surged forth like a tidal wave. Their forms were twisted and grotesque; some were mountain-like skeletons, their bones burning with black flames; some were humanoid, yet possessed hundreds of arms, wielding broken celestial artifacts; others were like condensed mist, their eyes flashing crimson light, radiating a resentful intent to devour everything.
The aura of these dark creatures was terrifying beyond measure; each one seemed to have existed since time immemorial, carrying a world-destroying pressure. Their appearance disrupted the laws of heaven and earth in the Great Thousand Dao Domain, rapidly eroding the spiritual energy in the starry sky, turning it into a deathly silence.
"This is... a Dark Being!"
Deep within the forbidden area of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect in the Great Thousand Dao Domain, an ancient Dao platform suspended above the sea of clouds suddenly trembled.
An elderly man with white hair opened his eyes, his gaze seemingly holding the rising and falling sun and moon. He wore an immortal robe, his aura as deep as an abyss. He raised his head to look beyond the heavens, his face as solemn as iron.
"The Dark Beings were suppressed by the Five Great Immortal Realms during the Immortal Realm era. Are they about to make a comeback?" The ancestor's voice was low, his body trembling instinctively.
Meanwhile, in a distant star field, within the ancestral land of the Desolate Heaven Ancient Clan, a massive stone tablet cracked open, and an elderly man clad in battle armor stepped out.
His hair and beard were all white, and he held a broken spear in his hand. His gaze, sharp as lightning, pierced the cracked void.
"Dark beings... even more terrifying than those recorded in ancient texts!" the patriarch of the Desolate Heaven Ancient Clan murmured, his voice trembling slightly. "This aura is comparable to that of an ancient emperor!"
All forces across the Great Thousand Dao Domains were alarmed by this extraordinary phenomenon.
In the Heavenly Emperor's Holy Land, within a golden palace suspended high in the heavens, a divine statue suddenly opened its eyes, radiating boundless divine light.
Deep within the palace, an old woman, leaning on a dragon-headed cane, slowly emerged. Her gaze pierced through billions of miles, fixed on the bronze coffin within the crack, murmuring, "The darkness recorded in the ancient texts of the Immortal Realm... has truly arrived."
In the forbidden areas of countless ancient Dao lineages—the Tai Xuan Divine Sect, the Longyuan Family, the Starry Sky Dao Palace—patriarchs who had slumbered for millennia awakened.
They either soared through the sky in celestial light or traversed the galaxy in ancient war chariots, all gazing towards the heavens, their eyes filled with both solemnity and boundless fighting spirit.
In the starry sky, the cracks continued to widen, and more bronze coffins floated out, their lids trembling slightly, as if terrifying beings were about to break free.
The roars of the dark creatures grew increasingly intense, like the simultaneous howls of billions of vengeful spirits, shaking the hearts of countless cultivators.
The sky of the Great Thousand Dao Domain was gradually swallowed by darkness.
And within this endless darkness, a faint glimmer of light rose from an inconspicuous ancient star.
It was a tall man, clad in black robes, his eyes like stars, silently gazing at the cracks in the sky.
"Their change of heart is truly swift," Qin Tian murmured, his voice calm.
"Then let's begin the final battle."
Qin Tian stood atop the ancient starry sky, his gaze like a blade, overlooking the cracks stretching for billions of miles below and the terrifying dark creatures.
In his hand, he slowly raised a gigantic banner, its surface shrouded in black mist, within which countless wronged souls seemed to struggle and howl, emitting piercing screams.
The black mist on the banner churned, transforming into countless hideous ghostly faces, some crying, some laughing, some angry, some sorrowful, as if to tear one's soul apart.
In the void, a faint glow of blood permeated the air, a foul wind wafting through the air, sending shivers down one's spine.
Qin Tian sneered, "It's been a while since I've used this Emperor's Banner." With a shake of the gigantic banner in his hand, he shouted, "Fellow countryman, time to get to work!" Before his voice faded, the black mist within the banner suddenly condensed, transforming into a graceful figure that slowly stepped out.
The woman was clad in black gauze, her face exquisitely beautiful yet cold as ice, her eyes like blood, her killing intent sweeping across the heavens and earth like a tidal wave.
She was Nian Ruyun, Qin Tian's fellow Earthling, though she had been disobedient and had been refined by Qin Tian into the main soul of the Myriad Soul Banner. She was once a peerless killing god who slaughtered an entire region.
Her appearance seemed to drag the entire world into an endless slaughter, the blood-soaked air causing even the most distant onlookers to tremble with fear.
"Qin Tian, you son of a bitch, why did you call me out here? To fuck me?" Nian Ruyun's voice was icy, tinged with impatience. With a light flick of her blood-red longsword, a hundred-foot-long rift opened in the void, within which countless wronged souls could be vaguely seen struggling.
Qin Tian didn't answer. He lightly touched his brow, and suddenly, a dazzling golden light shot into the sky from within him. The sphere of light hovered in mid-air, slowly dissipating, revealing a mature and alluring woman.
She wore a pale yellow dress, her eyes and brows exuding a gentle charm, a faint smile playing on her lips. She was Qin Tian's system avatar, and also his aunt, Huang Ying.
Huang Ying was surrounded by a soft golden light, her aura gentle and refined, a stark contrast to Nian Ruyun's murderous intent.
She chuckled softly, saying gently, "Little Tian, it's been a long time."
Qin Tian smiled slightly, gently pulling his aunt into his arms and kissing her lips. He said, "Auntie, let's fight side by side one more time. After this, we'll never be separated again."
Huang Ying: "You're the child I raised. Anyone who bullies you, I'll beat them up."
Qin Tian smiled faintly and released his aunt.
"Then let's start gathering reinforcements!"
He raised his right hand, and from his palm, a blazing white beam of light shot into the sky, piercing the heavens! The beam of light, like a divine sword, tore through the firmament, radiating boundless pressure that spread to every corner of the world.
Wherever the pillar of light passed, mountains trembled, rivers flowed backward, and its presence could be seen in every corner of the world, as if proclaiming an irresistible will to the entire universe.
"This is my summons! All who heed my command, appear!" Qin Tian's voice boomed like thunder, echoing through the heavens.
Almost simultaneously, strange phenomena arose throughout the Great Thousand Dao Domains!
Deep in the East Sea, waves surged, and colossal waves rose across billions of miles of ocean.
A gigantic dragon claw emerged from the void, tearing through space itself, its roar shaking the heavens.
Behind the dragon claw stood a woman, Ao Qingli, the mistress of the East Sea Dragon Palace.
She wore azure scale armor, and behind her, billions of dragons and sea creatures surged forth like a tidal wave, their dragon might vast and sweeping across the heavens and earth.
Ao Qingli's cold gaze swept across the area, locking onto the direction of the pillar of light. The figure in her mind gradually became clearer. "Master... is that you? You've finally appeared."
At the same time, above the Luanfeng Immortal Kingdom, flames soared into the sky. Hundreds of enormous suns fell from the heavens, and within each sun, a phoenix soared, its cries echoing for miles.
Huang Luan'er emerged from the flames, clad in a crimson dress, like an embodiment of fire, her aura overwhelming. Behind her, phoenixes cried out in unison, seemingly intent on incinerating the entire sky.
Meanwhile, within the territory of the Qilin Dynasty, at the edge of the void, a deafening roar resounded.
A colossal Qilin pierced through the void, its body engulfed in raging flames. Wherever it trod, mountains and rivers crumbled, and the earth cracked.
On the Qilin's back stood two figures: Huo Lin'er and Lan Yuhui.
Huo Lin'er, clad in a crimson fairy dress, exuded a fiery and domineering aura, while Lan Yuhui, dressed in snow-white robes, possessed a cool and aloof elegance.
Both gazed at the pillar of light. Huo Lin'er grinned; she had grown into a mature and tall woman. Touching her nipple ring through her bodice, her eyes filled with tenderness, she said, "Godfather... Lin'er missed you so much..." Meanwhile, in a small world beneath the Great Thousand Dao Domain—a remnant of the Immortal Realm—a myriad of feet of azure light suddenly shot into the sky from a desolate forest of green trees. The withered trees came back to life, hundreds of flowers bloomed, and the spiritual energy of the wood permeated the land for miles.
A woman slowly emerged from the azure light. She wore a jade-green gauze dress, her long hair cascading down her back, her气质 (qi zhi - a combination of temperament, bearing, and inner qualities) pure and ethereal, like a fairy from the forest.
She was Liu Qingping, a remnant immortal from the Immortal Realm, and the former sect leader of the Wanling Haoran Sect.
Countless green vines surrounded her, their tendrils like dragons, radiating vibrant life yet concealing boundless killing intent.
Liu Qingping gazed at the pillar of light, murmuring, "I never thought I'd actually receive his summons..." But must she truly obey the summons and return to that person's side?
At the same moment, also in the lower realm, within a snow-covered region frozen for millennia, a torrent of water vapor suddenly surged forth, transforming into countless icy dragons that roared across the heavens and earth.
A woman stepped out from within the ice dragons, clad in a long, azure robe, her face as cold and icy as frost.
Kui Yanshuang gazed at the pillar of light, a complex emotion flashing in her icy eyes.
Meanwhile, within Qin Tian's body, a dazzling Buddhist light suddenly shot into the sky. Within the light, the image of a three-headed, six-armed Bodhisattva appeared, solemn yet exuding a strange and alluring aura. Each of the six arms held a magical weapon, moving gently, causing the heavens and earth to resonate with chanting, captivating all who beheld it.
The Buddhist light gradually coalesced, transforming into a woman. She wore a thin, gauze-like monk's robe, her breasts so enormous they were astonishing, exaggeratedly large, yet this also gave the Bodhisattva an extreme sense of lewdness. However, her eyes and brows held a trace of holiness—this was Jingchen.
Immediately afterward, another sword light soared into the sky from Qin Tian's body. Like a sword of the Great Dao, it traversed heaven and earth, countless sword energies crisscrossing and tearing through the void, seemingly shattering the entire firmament.
Within the sword light, a silver-haired woman slowly appeared. She wore white robes, her silver hair as white as snow, and held an ancient longsword, her aura as aloof as frost.
She was the Silver-Haired Sword Immortal, Su Xue.
Su Xue gazed at Qin Tian, her eyes flashing with endless tenderness. Her sword energy vanished, and she softly said, "Master, we meet again."
Su Xue smiled faintly, then swung her longsword, cleaving open the void. She said to the crack, "Qingzhu, return to your master's side."
As soon as Su Xue finished speaking, a vast river of time suddenly appeared in the void. The river surged, the power of time sweeping across heaven and earth, countless fragments of time floating and sinking within its waters.
In the long river, a stunningly beautiful figure moved upstream. She wore a long, green bamboo dress, her elegance ethereal, her steps light yet seemingly defying the shackles of time.
Chu Qingzhu emerged from the river, the water slowly dissipating behind her. Her appearance seemed to freeze the heavens and earth for a moment, the power of time flowing around her.
Chu Qingzhu was still as alluring as ever, but now she no longer possessed the naiveté of a young girl, but rather the maturity brought by the passage of time.
"Master, Master..." Chu Qingzhu murmured. She had been in the river of time for too long; speaking felt utterly unfamiliar.
Moreover, Qin Tian's reinforcements were far more than this.
In an unknown, ancient, chaotic graveyard, a place like a cursed wasteland, howling winds blew, and mountains of corpses piled up, the pale bones gleaming eerily in the dim light.
A thick stench of death filled the air, a swirling green mist, like a poisonous miasma, clinging to broken tombstones and withered, decaying trees.
Each breath felt like swallowing a rotting curse, its stench pungent and acrid, piercing the lungs.
Suddenly, the earth trembled violently, like a colossal beast roaring from the ground.
Cracks spread across the surface like snakes, soil churning, bone fragments flying everywhere.
Flocks of crows rose from the withered branches, screeching as they soared into the sky, their black wings blotting out the sun, like a living shadow.
At the epicenter of the tremor, the earth exploded open, and a pitch-black wooden coffin burst forth. Cracks covered its surface, ancient runes emitting a faint, blood-red glow in the darkness, like the pulse of a heart.
The coffin creaked, as if resisting the call of fate.
Abruptly, the coffin lid shattered, fragments scattering in all directions, carrying a stench that swept through the air.
A figure slowly rose from the coffin, eerie and alluring, like a forbidden flower crawling from the depths of hell.
It was a female corpse, her skin a bluish-green, yet possessing an unsettling suppleness, showing no signs of decay.
She wore the Taiyin Corpse Robe, a garment less for covering and more for defying mortal desires.
The gossamer-thin robe clung to her curves, barely covering her hips, its front slit revealing the base of her pale thighs. With her movements, glimpses of her most intimate parts were revealed, captivating the senses.
Crimson ropes were wrapped around her body, outlining the fullness of her breasts and the slenderness of her waist. Torn yellow talismans adorned the knots, their runes long since blurred, yet still radiating an eerie aura.
Several talismans lay loosely on her breasts, trembling in the breeze, while others dangled between her legs, seemingly deliberately teasing the viewer's gaze.
She stepped out of the coffin, her head tilted back, her eyes initially filled with a deathly mist, but in an instant, her pupils contracted, a sharp, clear light piercing the chaos.
She parted her lips slightly, uttering a soft moan, a sound not of pain, but more like the pleasure of awakening from slumber, long and alluring, carrying an ancient temptation.
In her mind, a summons surged like a tidal wave, drawing her soul.
It was an irresistible command, like a spell branded deep within her blood.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, licked her lips, revealing sharp fangs.
"Ah... Master... Master... is calling... calling me..." The female corpse stepped out of the coffin, her limbs stiff. After a few steps, in an instant, her figure transformed into a wisp of black smoke, streaking across the sky, carrying a chilling killing intent and a seductive allure, rushing into the universe.
Meanwhile, within the Qin Clan, Qin Wuming's gaze was fixed on the pillar of light piercing the sky, a flicker of excitement and resolve in her eyes.
Around Qin Wuming, her aura was as vast as a sea of stars, with black orbs of light, like planets, slowly rotating. Each orb emanated a world-destroying pressure, seemingly capable of crushing everything.
Her presence was like that of an ancient deity, inspiring awe.
She took a sudden step forward, the void shattering, starlight scattering, her voice like a resounding bell, echoing throughout the entire Qin Clan's secret realm: "All members of the Qin Clan with cultivation levels above the Great Emperor, heed my command! Mobilize and join the battle!"
Upon uttering these words, the mountains within the Qin Clan's secret realm trembled, and the winds and clouds shifted.
Around the Ancestral Hall, ancient cave dwellings opened one after another, dozens of terrifying auras soaring into the sky.
These were the various patriarchs of the Qin Clan, each with white hair yet brimming with battle intent, their auras as deep as the abyss, shaking heaven and earth. Some wielded ancient spears, others carried halberds, and still others were surrounded by lightning; each was a peerless powerhouse who had once dominated an era.
At this moment, their eyes burned with fervor as they all gazed towards the pillar of light, shouting in unison, "Hahaha, the Divine Child has reversed the Qin Clan's karma! Finally, we won't have to stay trapped in the Qin Clan forever!"
"Seventeenth Brother! This time, let's have a good fight!"
Within the Qin Clan's ancestral abyss, an even more terrifying phenomenon erupted.
Within the abyss, mist filled the air, and hundreds of ancient coffins could be vaguely seen floating on the surface. Each coffin emanated boundless pressure, as if sealing away a world-destroying being.
The residual power of the pillar of light reached this place, causing the coffins to tremble violently, emitting a deep rumble, as if an unparalleled being was about to awaken.
At the end of the ancestral abyss, a colossal bronze gate stood majestically, its surface engraved with countless ancient runes, exuding the aura of time.
Behind the colossal gate, Qin Wuhun's figure slowly emerged. Clad in white robes, her aura transcendent, as if she were an being detached from the mortal world. Though unable to leave, she sensed Qin Tian's call. She lightly pointed her jade-like finger and said, "Awaken. Go to help him, fulfill your mission, go to his side."
Before her words finished, the bronze gate trembled violently, and hundreds of coffins within the Ancestral Abyss simultaneously erupted with dazzling light.
The coffin lids burst open, unleashing a terrifying aura like a flood.
Hundreds of figures stepped out from the coffins, each one indescribably powerful, their auras like a cascading galaxy, causing the void to crumble inch by inch.
With each step these figures took, the void split open, transforming into countless streams of light that traversed billions of miles, instantly descending upon the battlefield where Qin Tian stood.
"Little darling, did you miss Auntie?" Qin Mingfei came to Qin Tian's side and hugged him tightly, her enormous breasts almost engulfing him.
Behind her were the Qin sisters, Qin Wumeng and Qin Wuyan.
Qin Wuyan: "Big brother, you've become so young!"
Qin Wumeng: "Let me tell you, don't complain about our age, or I won't forgive you."
Qin Mingfei chuckled and said, "Little darling likes older people the most, and now he'll only like you two more."
However, all this was not yet over.
At that moment, at the end of the sky, the void suddenly shattered, and an unparalleled, terrifying pressure swept in, seemingly about to crush the heavens and crack the earth.
Millions of miles away, an enormous ark broke through the chaos and slowly appeared.
The ark, entirely black and inscribed with countless ancient runes, exuded an aura of primordial chaos, resembling a moving world, blotting out the sun and causing the entire Dao Domain to tremble.
This was the legendary Ancient Ship of the Ten Directions Worlds, the supreme foundation of the Diting Merchant Guild. It contained the Ten Directions Worlds, forming its own world, a culmination of the Diting Merchant Guild's centuries of accumulation. Its resources were so abundant that they could overturn an entire realm!
Around the ancient ship, the void shattered inch by inch, stars fell, the ground cracked into abysses thousands of feet deep, and mountains turned to dust.
On the ancient ship, countless palaces, pavilions, spiritual mountains, and immortal lakes could be vaguely seen, resembling a complete world, radiating endless vitality and majesty.
At the bow of the ship, a figure in red stood proudly. Her figure was graceful, her red dress like flames, her long, jade-like heels treading on the void, exuding a captivating and alluring aura.
Her face was alluring and delicate, yet her eyes held a hint of nobility and excitement. She was none other than Wu Hongdie, the manager of the Diting Merchant Guild!
Wu Hongdie gazed in the direction of Qin Tian, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice, like heavenly music yet filled with boundless tenderness, resounded throughout the heavens and earth: "Master! You really came to pick me up! Leave the rear to me!" Her voice was filled with excitement, as if it had traversed countless ages, all for this moment of reunion.
Tears glistened in her eyes, as if pouring out all the waiting and longing of countless eras.
Beside Wu Hongdie stood four women: Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju. The ancient ship of the Ten Directions World hovered in the sky, its imposing aura overwhelming, like an ancient divine artifact descending.
On the ancient ship, countless powerful members of the Diting Merchant Guild appeared. Their auras were powerful, their formation imposing, and the magical weapons in their hands gleamed, clearly indicating they were already fully prepared.
Inside the ancient ship, countless spiritual veins flowed faintly, the air was filled with the fragrance of immortal herbs, and treasures piled up like mountains, revealing the terrifying foundation of the Listening Merchant Guild over centuries.
Qin Tian's gaze pierced through layers of void, landing on Wu Hongdie. He smiled slightly, his voice deep yet carrying boundless authority: "Hongdie, you've worked hard. Now that you're here, fight alongside me against this darkness!" His voice resounded across the battlefield, inspiring everyone.
Upon hearing this, Wu Hongdie's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes filled with even greater tenderness.
However, a chill followed immediately.
The entire universe instantly grew colder.
Then, snowflakes suddenly began to fall.
"Giggle..." A clear, bell-like sound came from the distant sky, initially barely audible, but in the blink of an eye, it resounded throughout the heavens.
Everyone looked up and saw a crystal-clear ice phoenix streak across the sky, freezing the stars in its wake and leaving a trail of dazzling ice crystals.
On the phoenix's back stood a graceful white figure.
It was a woman.
She wore a flowing, moon-white dress with wide sleeves, the fabric billowing as if snowflakes were swirling around her.
Her long, black hair was loosely gathered with a single ice crystal hairpin, the rest cascading down to her waist like a waterfall.
She stood barefoot on the ice phoenix, a string of silver bells tied to her ankles, each step producing a clear, melodious sound.
Most breathtaking was her face: her eyebrows like distant snow-capped mountains, her eyes like frozen pools, her lips like frost-covered flowers, breathtakingly beautiful, yet chillingly cold.
The ice phoenix cried out and descended in a swirling motion.
Gu Qinghan lightly touched the ground with her toes, gracefully landing from a hundred feet above.
With each step she took, an ice lotus condensed in the air, supporting her jade-like feet.
She landed precisely beside Qin Tian, and behind her, the Gu family and a series of followers joined the ranks.
Gu Qinghan remained as beautiful and as aloof as ever. Her gaze swept over the numerous women on Qin Tian's other side, she remained silent, but her eyes clearly held many opinions.
However, Gu Qinghan was not alone for long.
Soon, her side was filled with people.
Thus, Qin Tian's side was once again divided into women from his past life and women of this life.
At this moment, everyone was fully assembled!
The attendees were:
Gong Xiaoyue, Gong Mingyue, Qin Niantian, Gu Qinghan, Qingxuan, Qingfeng, Hu Jiuli, Wu Bingchan, Qin Ruyan, Yan Duoer, Qin Duoduo, Qin Lingling, Qin Linglong, Fu Hongchen, Shangguan Yunhe, Chong Hui, Hu Zijin, Yingji, Yunling, Yue Qingling, Luo Li, Zhou Bairou, Zhou Baiyu, Ji Ruoyan, Su Lingxuan, Lingxiao, Diao Lingxin, Su Wanjun, Chu Qingyue, Gong Qingxue, Xiao Meng, Qin Wenyu, Liu Qingdai, Wu Xian'er, Xia Mei, Yao Guang, Gu Rou, Li Shibai, Li Jiu'er, Feng Huo, Lu Xi, Meng Rudie, Qin Wanyao, Li Xianhai, Zhao Cangshui, Ren Qianqian, Meng Ziyan, Zhang Chunling, Ning Xiao, Wang Qiumeng, Wang Chun, Wang Yingxia, Jiao Cai, Ya Yu, Shana, Lan Lin, Nian Ruyun, Xu Mo, An Yanxi, He Yue, Tian Huangnu, Cao Siwo, Cao Yin, elders and disciples of Jieyou Pavilion, the four women Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, 1650 Daoist nuns from Wangdao Mountain, and disciples of Dan Pavilion.
Qin Wuming, Qin Wumeng, Qin Wuyan, Qin Mingfei, Huang Ying, Su Xue, Jing Chen, Chu Qingzhu, Wu Hongdie, Ao Qingli, Huang Luan'er, Huo Lin'er, Lan Yuhui, Liu Qingping, Kui Yanshuang, Shi Zhu, Bi Junrou, and Qin Wuhun, who was unable to attend.
It was a veritable swarm of female admirers, a veritable hermitage of beauties… Qin Tian: "⊙▃⊙" Gong Xiaoyue: "What? You didn't even know you had so many female confidantes?"
Qin Tian scratched his head.
"Uh…" "Speaking of which, that man too?" Hu Jiuli pointed in a direction.
There, a dense crowd of men in black stood, led by a man of average appearance but clear eyes, radiating an unfathomable aura.
Han Xiu looked at Qin Tian and simply said, "Women only slow down my gun-drawing speed."
Qin Tian smiled and stepped forward, standing beside Han Xiu. "Then it's the opposite for me; women only increase my attack speed."
"You've been hiding for so long, finally decided to come out?" Qin Tian asked curiously.
Han Xiu: "I originally planned to ignore it, but I've taken a lot from the Heavenly Dao and know it's going to destroy the world. I have nowhere to run."
"Hahaha, that's true. It's a pity I haven't been able to kill you all these times. You're really tough."
"Likewise."
As the two were talking, dark creatures surged towards them like a black tide.
Facing the terrifying black tide, Qin Tian merely smiled faintly and said, "Life and death are predestined. Dying here is your own choice."
"I won't die..." Before Han Xiu could finish speaking, his figure had already transformed into a bolt of lightning and plunged into the black tide. In an instant, thunder roared!
"Boom!!!"
Centered on Han Xiu's landing point, a large area of dark creatures instantly vaporized.
Arrows of electricity leaped across the ground like living things, each flash taking the lives of tens of thousands of monsters.
Han Xiu stood in the center of the lightning storm, his hair standing on end, his eyes flashing with the same electric light.
The electric currents around his body gradually solidified, forming a highly advanced mecha suit, much like a legendary armored warrior.
Countless cannons, shimmering with spiritual light, unleashed their power. Faced with such destructive firepower, their numbers were merely a matter of statistic.
Qin Tian watched Han Xiu's almost cheat-like performance and shook his head slightly: "Looks like he's still so resistant to integrating into this world."
Han Xiu was still using science fiction-style high technology, all concocted by him using resources and secret techniques from the cultivation world.
This also meant that Han Xiu had never intended to integrate into this world.
His heart wasn't here.
The black tide seemed enraged, and more monsters surged in from all directions.
Qin Tian also moved at this moment; he simply raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.
The void suddenly distorted, and a graceful figure stepped out from within.
She was a woman dressed in a tight black leather outfit. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the darkness. She possessed an eerie beauty, with dark purple markings at the corners of her eyes, and lips as red as if she had just drunk blood.
"Master," the Void Demon knelt on one knee, speaking respectfully.
Qin Tian lightly lifted her chin with his index finger. This gesture caused a blush to rise on the Void Demon's pale cheeks, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, like the wings of a startled butterfly.
"Long time no see. You look especially beautiful today," Qin Tian said with a low laugh.
The Void Demon responded shyly, then her body suddenly disintegrated into countless black particles.
These particles swirled and coalesced in the air, eventually transforming into a jet-black longsword. Wisps of black mist swirled around the blade, and faint blood-red patterns flowed along its edge.
The moment Qin Tian grasped the hilt, the entire sword emitted a pleasant hum.
He casually swung it forward.
There were no fancy movements, just a simple horizontal slash that seemed to slice through space itself.
But where the sword passed, space seemed to be torn apart, and a crescent-shaped black sword aura roared out.
The sword aura expanded continuously as it flew, eventually forming a horizon.
The dark creatures within the fan-shaped area in front of him all froze for a moment, then neatly severed in two at the waist. The severed bodies didn't bleed; instead, they turned into black smoke and dissipated.
Qin Tian pointed his sword forward and laughed, "This is the final battle! Go!"