The Disciple's Frantic Pursuit

The Disciple's Frantic Pursuit

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."

A huge pile of spirit stones was poured out, heaping across the tabletop.

Wu Wanyue tossed aside the sack holding the spirit stones and let out a heavy breath. "These are all the spirit stones that my Incense Burning Sect and Cheng Yuzi had stored in the Cloud Sword Sect. There are 1,321 in total."

"Wow... I've never seen so many spirit stones in my life..."

Ji Hongxue's beautiful eyes shimmered as she stared blankly at the glittering spirit stones piled into a small mountain before her.

"No matter how beautiful or dazzling the spirit stones are, they're not even one hundred-millionth as beautiful as you." Ji Yinyin propped her fragrant cheeks on her pale, slender hand, gazing unblinkingly at An Bulang. The spirit stones on the table could not shift her eyes even a fraction.

Goosebumps rose all over An Bulang. "Why do you always come up with a different way to flirt with me?"

Ji Yinyin smiled sweetly. "Because my heart's love for you changes every day. Like a kaleidoscope—brilliant and colorful, never repeating itself."

An Bulang got goosebumps again.

Ji Hongxue, standing nearby, felt her scalp go numb.

Wave after wave of attacks—there was no way to withstand them at all!!

"I suddenly discovered a very serious problem." An Bulang spoke slowly.

"What problem? Can I answer it for you? As long as it concerns the cultivation world of the Azure Kingdom, I understand it all." Wu Wanyue smiled gently, her breath fragrant.

"Hehe... The problem is, you've become enemies with the entire Soaring Dragon Empire. There's no way to wrap this up now, is there?"

Qin Shiyue, whose powers had been sealed and who wore a robe of white goose feathers, sat against the headboard with folded arms and sneered.

An Bulang sighed. "Haven't you noticed? My romantic luck has been especially flourishing lately!"

The women were all taken aback.

An Bulang looked at Ji Hongxue and muttered, "My traveling companion is a breathtakingly charming princess."

Ji Hongxue's pretty face reddened at once.

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin, who had puckered her lips in jealousy. "My disciple is a pure and ethereal little Fairy Maiden."

Ji Yinyin's expression immediately turned from cloudy to clear.

An Bulang looked at Qin Shiyue, leaning against the headboard. "My captive—ptui, the person I'm supposed to protect—is cold and ravishingly beautiful."

"Hehe." Qin Shiyue gave a chilly laugh. Don't think I'll stop hating you just because you complimented me.

An Bulang then looked at Wu Wanyue. "Even the one running errands for me is a sweet-smelling beauty."

Wu Wanyue covered her mouth and smiled. "This humble woman's fragrance is entirely natural. If you don't believe me, Senior Bulang may come closer and smell my skin, to distinguish it carefully..."

An Bulang rubbed his forehead and sighed. "Tell me, isn't my romantic luck a little too flourishing?"

"Isn't that a good thing?" Wu Wanyue did not quite understand An Bulang's feelings.

"But... I have too few friends... Why are all the people around me beautiful women? I need masculine, passionate friends!!" An Bulang slapped his chest, looking deeply distressed.

"..." Wu Wanyue forced a smile.

"So that's what you're into, An Bulang?" Ji Hongxue cried out in surprise.

Ji Yinyin extended her slender jade-like hands and tightly clasped An Bulang's hands, saying affectionately, "I can be your friend! I can be masculine, and I can be passionate..."

An Bulang flung Ji Yinyin's hands away in grief and indignation. "It's different. The feeling is different."

Grabbing his head with both hands, he kept shaking it. "It's over. I'm showing signs of having a harem... My father said that men who keep harems are all scumbags. I absolutely can't become like that."

"That's right, you absolutely can't." Ji Yinyin said solemnly.

"Hehe, you're flattering yourself." Qin Shiyue could not be bothered to indulge his act.

Wu Wanyue was still forcing a smile.

Ji Hongxue let out a faint sigh.

"Forget it. I'm going to cultivate. Everyone, let me calm down for a while." An Bulang suddenly felt a little melancholy and did not want to talk any longer. "Sister Hongxue, keep guarding Qin Shiyue."

"Don't worry, leave her to me." Ji Hongxue agreed.

"Then I'll patrol the surrounding area." Wu Wanyue said.

"I'll be in charge of warming your bed." Ji Yinyin said with a grave expression.

An Bulang: "Get out!!"

All the beauties were driven out of the room.

An Bulang's room finally became quiet, though the air still held the lingering fragrance of various women.

"Sigh... Forget it. I'll continue cultivating..."

He looked at the table full of spirit stones, suppressed the troubles in his heart, and began cultivating.

No, in truth, this could not really be called cultivation. At most, it was a process of recovering his cultivation.

The Mystic Body Realm tempered blood and qi, muscles and bones, and expanded the meridians. For him, it was as easy as eating and drinking. As long as he had enough energy to support him, he could send his cultivation soaring like a rocket. This was why An Bulang could raise his cultivation by devouring spirit stones.

Advancing to the Profound Body Eighth Layer had cost him over three hundred spirit stones. To advance to the Profound Body Ninth Layer now, he would probably need a thousand spirit stones.

An Bulang suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and began his journey of wholeheartedly doting on spirit stones.

The long night stretched on.

One spirit stone after another was absorbed by him.

One spirit stone after another turned from gleaming, crystalline jade into dull, lightless gravel.

6 stones, 66 stones, 666 stones...

When he had consumed 930 stones, some shackle within his body was shattered.

Spiritual energy surged wildly, forming a vortex that poured madly into An Bulang's body.

An Bulang's blood and vitality, muscles and bones, and meridians all swelled by a great margin.

Once it stabilized, he could feel abundant energy roiling within him. Every aspect of his abilities had increased by more than one-third.

Profound Body Ninth Layer, achieved!!

An Bulang was delighted. He continued absorbing spirit stones to consolidate his cultivation, and before long, he had absorbed them all.

Oh, no—he had saved ten spirit stones for Ji Yinyin.

As a master, no matter what good fortune came his way, he could not forget his disciple crying out to be fed.

For a low-realm cultivator like Ji Yinyin, ten spirit stones were enough to last her quite a while.

The sun rose once again.

An Bulang pushed open the door.

There, he saw a lovely young woman standing outside, holding a large tray. She wore a light-blue palace gown that accentuated her slender, graceful figure. A Flying Crane Jade Hairpin brimming with immortal charm was tucked at an angle into her raven-black hair. Morning sunlight fell upon her delicate, fair, smiling face, as though it had draped her in a faint golden glow. She was radiant and enchanting.

"Ta-da-da... Congratulations, Master, on ascending to another level! This is the love breakfast Yinyin specially prepared for you!"

Ji Yinyin lifted the silver cover from the large tray in her hands, and a rich fragrance immediately rushed forth.

The tray held fragrant wheat porridge, exquisite dumplings, richly aromatic soy milk, and golden, crispy fried dough sticks.

Ji Yinyin's constitution was especially sensitive to spiritual energy. Clearly, she had sensed that his realm had broken through last night, which was why she had specially prepared this carefully made breakfast.

"What love breakfast... Please, stop trying to win me over..." An Bulang was having a hard time holding out.

Ji Yinyin said with a beaming smile, "Master, stop talking nonsense. I'll just ask you this: do you want to eat?"

An Bulang looked at the fragrant breakfast steaming on the tray, secretly swallowed, and finally answered honestly, "Yes."