"Heroine Wan, I'm actually someone who enjoys helping others too. It's just that playing house with you every day would delay my cultivation too much!"
Wan Qingluan was quite on the ball and tossed you a bag containing 500 Inner Divinity Pills.
You accepted it with a beaming smile. "Thank you, my wife!"
You got into character so quickly that Wan Qingluan froze for a moment.
She opened her mouth, her fair throat moving, but in the end, she still did not call you by that title.
You did not care in the slightest. You stuffed down a handful of Inner Divinity Pills, crossed your legs, and began cultivating in the small courtyard.
Wan Qingluan no longer disturbed you. She pushed open the courtyard gate and left.
By evening, Wan Qingluan returned.
She carried all kinds of meat and vegetables in her hands.
"I'm going to cook." She spoke somewhat awkwardly as she headed for the kitchen.
"Alright, my wife." You replied with a smile.
Wan Qingluan's body stiffened slightly before she walked into the kitchen as calmly as she could.
As expected of someone who had experienced many identities, Wan Qingluan was quite skilled in the kitchen.
You enjoyed a hearty meal.
From that day onward, you and Wan Qingluan lived what appeared to be a normal married life.
Other than sleeping in separate rooms at night, you were no different from an ordinary married couple.
You cultivated as usual every day.
Wan Qingluan cooked for you and even helped wash your clothes.
You had always thrown away an outfit after wearing it once. You had never considered that clothes needed washing.
Sometimes, you even went into the city to visit temple fairs and admire lanterns.
Every time you returned, you bought a huge pile of things.
At night, Wan Qingluan happily used those things to decorate the small courtyard.
The small courtyard became even warmer and more lively.
"Look, this fish lantern is so beautiful!" Wan Qingluan said, pointing at the lit fish lantern in the courtyard.
The enormous fish lantern illuminated half the courtyard.
You smiled and nodded. "It really is beautiful."
Wan Qingluan smiled from the bottom of her heart.
Her smile shone even more brilliantly in the darkness.
You looked at her breathtakingly beautiful face and reached out to take her soft little hand.
Wan Qingluan instinctively shrank back, but she did not pull free.
She stood frozen in place, allowing you to hold her hand.
You lived like this for an entire year.
In the sixty-third year, you condensed your true qi for the eighth time.
The Condensing True Qi within your body, far surpassing the Bone Tempering Realm, even shocked Wan Qingluan.
"Husband, why is the true qi in your body so condensed? It feels no weaker than someone in the Divine Organs Realm!"
For the first time, Wan Qingluan became curious about your cultivation.
Moreover, she gradually grew accustomed to calling you husband.
"Mainly because I'm exceptionally gifted. When it comes to the Martial Path, in every aspect, I've got a little talent in me."
Wan Qingluan nodded, half believing and half doubting.
The true qi you released now could directly break through the defenses of the Skin Refinement Peak.
Its power was exceedingly terrifying.
You had cultivated the Aura Concealment Art to the Great Mastery stage. Even martial artists three realms above you could no longer see through your cultivation.
After condensing your true qi eight times, you did not stop cultivating.
You continued without pause.
Your next focus was breaking through your realm.
You launched an assault on the Bone Tempering Peak Stage.
You cultivated with exceptional diligence every day, and Wan Qingluan could not understand where you found such tremendous motivation.
Wan Qingluan herself did not need to cultivate.
She was at the peak Dragon Transformation stage and was searching for her own path to the Grandmaster Realm.
When you occasionally did not cultivate, you traveled with Wan Qingluan.
You wandered through the small cities nearby.
You also drifted in boats amid verdant mountains and clear waters.
Wan Qingluan had already grown accustomed to holding your hand, and sometimes she even took the initiative to link her arm through yours.
But you had not gone any further.
You also climbed Celestial Peak Snow Mountain with Wan Qingluan.
At the summit of the snow mountain, Zhou Qiyun's corpse was still there, enduring the ravages of wind and snow.
No one dared to bring him down.
"Qingluan, among the Three Great Demonic Cults, is the Extinction Sect the only one whose strength has been preserved reasonably well?"
Wan Qingluan nodded coolly. "Yes. Seven Apex Grandmasters of the Blood Demon Sect were killed, crippling its strength. The Joyous Zen Sect has fallen to become a third-rate sect and can only cling to life under the protection of Vajra Temple."
"How did your sect leader die?" you asked curiously.
You had previously heard that the Extinction Sect's leader had died.
"She committed suicide."
You froze. "She was an Apex Grandmaster. Why would she commit suicide?"
"Because the person who gathered all five keys told her to kill herself, so she did."
"W-What the hell?" You were deeply shaken.
Was this sect leader really that outrageous?
If someone told her to kill herself, she actually did it?
"Husband, guess who gathered the keys and told her to kill herself."
Wan Qingluan's eyes and brows held a smile.
"It wasn't you, was it?"
"Haha, it was me!"
Your mind was a little muddled. "Wasn't she your sect leader? What benefit was there in making her kill herself?"
"No benefit. I just remembered what you said back then and wanted to give it a try."
You recalled the first time you met Wan Qingluan.
You had casually mentioned that if the person who gathered all five keys told the Extinction Sect's leader to kill herself, would she actually obey?
You never expected Wan Qingluan to really do it.
Looking at the smiling Wan Qingluan, you suddenly found her very unfamiliar.
You gained a profound understanding of just how unfathomable the people of the Extinction Sect were.
They truly did whatever came to mind.
There was no reason, and they did not consider the consequences.
Their whole thing was carrying the unity of knowledge and action to the utmost extreme.
"6."
You had no fucking words to say.
You two began talking about Miao Liwu again.
In passing, you learned from Wan Qingluan that Wei Xia had passed away.
In fact, just a few days after you went to mourn Miao Liwu three years ago, Wei Xia passed away.
It was only now, while speaking of Miao Liwu, that Wan Qingluan told you.
The moment Miao Liwu died, Wei Xia no longer had anything tying her to this world.
You and Wan Qingluan returned to the small courtyard.
You continued cultivating.
In the sixty-fifth year, you were already eighty years old.
You and Wan Qingluan had lived together for three years.
Both of you had grown accustomed to each other's presence.
Other than not taking that final step, hugging, embracing, and sweetly flirting with each other had already become routine.
You began to feel what it was like to be in love.
You never expected your first love to come at eighty.
This was no longer a twilight romance. This was a romance in the dead of night.
"It's perfectly reasonable for an eighty-year-old young man to fall in love, right?"
Wan Qingluan held a grand eightieth birthday celebration for you.
The total attendance that day reached a staggering two people: just you and Wan Qingluan.
There were as many as five dishes. Even after each person ate two dishes, there was still one left over. It was remarkably lavish.
That night, both you and Wan Qingluan drank too much.
In truth, with your physiques, alcohol was no different from plain water. It was impossible for you to get drunk.
But that night, the two of you tacitly chose not to sober yourselves up.
The two of you drank until you were utterly drunk, until you were floating with bliss, until black and white were turned upside down.
In the morning, you woke up beneath the same blanket.
Overnight, eighty-year-old you had become an adult.
You noticed a crimson Along the River During the Qingming Festival on the bedsheet.
You knew that Wan Qingluan had also lost her virginity.
From that day onward, you lived a life without shame or restraint.
Wan Qingluan also learned what flight attendants and nurses were, among other things.
Previously, during the seven days when Wan Qingluan's different personalities emerged, she would always spend them alone in her room.
But after that day, whenever it was the final day of those seven days—
The day her lustful personality emerged—Wan Qingluan spent it with you.
Whenever that day came, you and Wan Qingluan lost yourselves, lost your lives, and knew not what heaven and earth were.
In the sixty-sixth year.
That day, you were cultivating in the courtyard.
A soft sound suddenly rang out within your body, like the murmur of a clear spring.
You broke through to the Bone Tempering Peak Stage.
Your jade-like bones underwent tempering once more.
Their strength increased severalfold, becoming hard as iron.
At the same time, due to your breakthrough in realm—
Your Ninefold Condensation Profound Art was drawn along, inadvertently completing its ninth condensation.
True qi rumbled as it coursed through your body.
Your dense and majestic true qi made Wan Qingluan glance over repeatedly.
She had seen many geniuses, and she herself was an undisputed genius.
Yet she had never seen any genius possess such a terrifying quantity of true qi at the Bone Tempering Peak Stage.
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