“Keep moving forward, just like this, no matter what’s been given to you…”
“I have crossed mountains and seas, and walked through crowds upon crowds…”
“Until I realized that ordinary is the only answer…”
A cheerful tune hummed from the balcony, while in the living room, Su’s mother stared blankly at her eldest son folding clothes out there.
Though his movements were simple, they carried an unusual gentleness and elegance, imbued with a distinctly nurtured feminine charm.
Wait, feminine charm?
Su’s mother’s expression froze in surprise, and she instinctively rubbed her eyes.
After rubbing, she blinked hard, and when she looked again, her eldest son was just as he always was, but the elegant gentleness had vanished.
It must have been her eyes playing tricks on her.
Su’s mother secretly let out a sigh of relief.
……
Extreme Pleasure Needle, Ascending Cloud Finger, Electrode Patch, Hundredfold Sensitivity Pill…
Su Bai felt wrapped in joy every single day, not knowing where that damned brat had learned it all.
Every time, he pushed her to the brink of ecstasy, floating between heaven and death.
Even her blood body complained, “Can you stop sharing your sensations every time you get so high? I have actual work to do!”
Lying weakly on the dragon bed, her delicate body trembling slightly, waves of lingering pleasure endless and unceasing, clad in a deep green imperial robe.
The empress’s face flushed lightly, her eyes glazed over, and the red cinnabar mole between her brows—originally meant to raise her pleasure threshold—only made her look more bewitching.
“Hey, original body, I have two pieces of news here. Which one do you want to hear first?” The blood body’s tone was strange.
“Good news.” Su Bai didn’t notice the odd tone.
“They’re both bad news.”
“…Go ahead.”
Northern Plains, a mountain cave.
The blood body sat cross-legged, beginning to cultivate, and a strange heat instantly surged from her lower abdomen.
At first, only a slight warmth spread through her body, but after just fifteen minutes, the heat kept accumulating.
Her originally pale cheeks flushed rosy red; her breath quickened, and soft pants escaped her lips.
Her chest rose and fell gently, and even the valley below inexplicably tingled with a subtle itch that brought both embarrassment and shyness.
“I don’t know if it’s because of premature birth, but this Blood Sea Undying Body has some sort of defect.
Whenever I cultivate, heat accumulates, and the more it accumulates, the more I fall into a state similar to being in heat.”
She opened a channel of consciousness to let Su Bai experience what she was feeling, then added a comforting word.
“It’s not all bad. In this state, my magical power flows faster, my thinking is clearer, and my combat strength can multiply by 1.5 times.
Uh… though the later it goes, the more it affects my sanity.”
“What kind of hentai game’s lust mode is this,” Su Bai sighed helplessly.
“What about the second bad news?”
“Uh… the second bad news…”
Time rewinds fifteen minutes.
The blood body, dressed in white robes, stepped out of the cave, floating in midair.
Looking down over the Northern Plains, scattered villages stretched as far as the eye could see.
Interconnected paths, the sounds of chickens and dogs, villagers working from sunrise to sunset, everything appeared orderly, as if predestined.
Why is Zhongzhou known as the foremost of the Five Domains?
The East Sea’s waves never cease, dotted with countless islands; the Western Desert is a sea of sand, with oases like stars; the Southern Border has towering mountains, thick with fog; the Northern Plains suffer endless snow disasters, forcing nomads to migrate.
Only Zhongzhou is a vast plain, fertile land where mortals farm and populations flourish.
And the more mortals, the more gifted infants born, so Zhongzhou cultivators far outnumber those in the other four domains.
What caused the nomads of the Northern Plains, known for their martial prowess, to become skilled singers and dancers?
What caused the annual snow disasters to vanish without a trace?
And what caused these nomads to shift from nomadism to farming?
The blood body’s late Nascent Soul scanned secretly.
Each village housed several practitioners, mostly Qi Refining stage, with a few Foundation Establishment cultivators, but not a single Golden Core among them.
Expanding her divine sense, she found hundreds, even thousands of such villages in the Northern Plains!
The bustling trading scene once alive in the Celestial Void Dao Heaven, full of colorful treasures, had long vanished without a trace, leaving only desolation and silence.
Suspicion rose in her heart.
She took a step and randomly visited the house of a Northern Plains cultivator, sweeping her divine sense to learn their cultivation realm, cultivation method, and background.
A bizarre cultivation method aimed at Foundation Establishment completion.
What made it bizarre?
It had no offensive techniques at all.
Instead, it seemed to combine multiple longevity, fitness, and health cultivation methods, focusing solely on living longer.
As the method operated, the blood body saw that most of the cultivator’s power was being drawn by an invisible formation above.
She then visited hundreds more practitioners’ homes, all the same.
It was as if their very lives existed only to provide energy for the great formation above the sky dome.
Peeking into a few cultivators’ memories, she found no concept of immortal cultivation or eternal life.
Only trivial daily affairs, village chiefs urging cultivation, and the monthly delivery of chicken, duck, and beef by the “Divine Emperor’s Soldiers.”
The blood body fell silent for a long time before recalling a Golden Core inheritance she had obtained after her emergence.
Opening it, she found not only the inheritance itself but also the original owner’s bitter complaints and curses against the Azure Emperor Divine Palace and the “Heavenly Emperor’s Soul Locking Formation.”
“Heavenly Emperor’s Soul Locking, no immortal path remains.”
“Monitoring the mortal realm, extracting cultivation power.”
“Blinding the world, destroying the lineage.”
“Cattle and horses among all beings, immortality cut off.”
She muttered the last line repeatedly, then raised her head to gaze at the sky, as if seeing the vast formation shrouding the Five Domains and Two Heavens—the Heavenly Emperor’s Soul Locking Formation.
If her guess was correct, combining what she had witnessed in the Northern Plains with the accusations in the Golden Core master’s inheritance, that damned brat had not only snuffed out the nascent immortal cultivation world but forced the entire cultivation civilization backward to the original primitive darkness.
“Confucians confuse law with literature, knights break the rules with martial arts, immortals destroy the world with spirits…”
“Cattle and horses among all beings, all beings are cattle and horses…”
Receiving the blood body’s transmitted information, Su Bai stood frozen for several seconds, grinding her teeth and growling, “That damn brat!!”
Su Bai could accept backstabbing; countless heroes had fallen because of their own shortcomings.
She had imagined Su Xiaohei using her to dominate rebellious ministers, becoming the regent who slept on the dragon bed at night; she had imagined Su Xiaohei seizing power, changing eras, declaring himself emperor; she even imagined Su Xiaohei turning the Five Domains and Two Heavens into a water and dragon amusement park, night after night of wine and song, debauchery and feasting.
But she had never imagined Su Xiaohei to be so… brazen? No! So utterly heartless!!
Countless millennia, innumerable geniuses crystallized into a civilization destroyed in an instant, deprived of the right for people to freely gaze at the stars.
Worse still, turning the Five Domains and Two Heavens, all living beings, into his personal power bank, endlessly feeding the Heavenly Emperor’s Soul Locking Formation.
“Sigh, from here on… you handle it however you want.”
“That damn brat, I want nothing more than to blow him up!!”
After cursing, Su Bai abruptly ended the consciousness link, clearly furious at that damned brat!
The blood body remained stunned for a long time, unable to calm her emotions until the orphaned young cultivator in the room finished his practice, at which point she came back to her senses.
“Who are you?” The boy looked at the suddenly appeared white-robed figure, his large eyes full of curiosity and confusion.
The blood body turned around and sighed softly. “You may call me Mr. Bai.”
She reached out her hand.
“Come with me. I will restore to you the rights you deserve.”
“What rights?” The boy didn’t understand, but still reached out his hand, because he felt that this “white-robed big brother” was kind and approachable, making people want to get close.
“The right to freely gaze at the stars.”