Daji's Cultivation

"How is the teaching going?"

After dealing with his foolish son, Di Xin returned to the Shou Xian Palace, not for the activities he enjoyed, but to observe Tushan Qiong teaching Su Daji how to cultivate.

"Great King, you are truly good to my sister," Tushan Qiong said.

She casually pinched Su Daji's cheek, leaving a light red mark. Su Daji instinctively flinched back, her gaze often darting away, clearly showing a hint of fear.

"Great King~"

Upon seeing Di Xin, Su Daji happily stood up, darted behind Di Xin in a few steps, and tugged on his sleeve, unwilling to let go.

"Does sister fear I'll eat you again? Hahaha!"

Tushan Qiong laughed heartily, her slender waist swaying wildly.

"The Great King would never agree to that."

"Then stop teasing her," Di Xin said.

He clasped Su Daji's soft hand and led her to a jade table. "I've already ordered the imperial kitchen to serve dishes that you both love. Cultivation is a long-term endeavor, there's no need to rush."

"Yes," Su Daji replied softly, her voice like a mosquito's hum. She glanced at Di Xin's face, and her own "swished" red, filled with bashful shyness.

"If only the Great King would show me even a fraction of the kindness he shows Sister Daji, I would be content. Alas, I fear it will forever be my one-sided affection, sob sob sob..."

Tushan Qiong swayed and moved with utmost charm behind Di Xin, wrapping her arms around him and burying her head on his shoulder.

"Great King, it's time to eat."

Hearing this, Daji's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head further, her chin almost touching her chest.

Di Xin's mouth twitched uncontrollably several times. This vixen has become addicted to absorbing my yang energy!

"Eat properly. I have other things for you to do."

"The Great King is truly heartless. Once you're out of bed, you don't recognize this fox anymore."

Tushan Qiong licked her lips, slid from Di Xin's back, and sat down by the table, exuding an aura of melancholy.

"I truly envy Sister Daji, born with such a beautiful appearance. Even as a woman, I would want to cherish her dearly."

"I still have a Phoenix Inner Core."

Why does this vixen have to open her mouth? Di Xin glanced at Tushan Qiong and spoke unhurriedly.

Tushan Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly. She immediately sat up straight at the table, smiled foolishly at Di Xin with her mouth shut, fully embodying the nature of a fox.

A rather ordinary lunch at King Zhou's residence concluded in an ordinary atmosphere. Having received Di Xin's promise of the Phoenix Inner Core, Tushan Qiong no longer treated teaching Su Daji perfunctorily.

"Sister, although you are of the Human Race, you possess a trace of my Qing Qiu bloodline. You can be considered capable of cultivating my Qing Qiu mystic methods—the Nine-Tailed Immortal Scripture.

Although we foxes of Qing Qiu are of the Demon Race, what we cultivate is the orthodox Xuanmen Dharma!

Refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit into emptiness, refining emptiness into the Dao—these are the realms of the mortal world. Based on essence, qi, and spirit, they are combined and refined with spiritual energy, transforming into light, clear, formless essence and qi combined, which is magical power. Magical power travels with the 'river chariot' and accumulates fully, allowing one to refine an Inner Core! From then on, one transcends mortality and becomes an immortal!

The realm of immortals consists of True Immortal, Golden Immortal, Taiyi Loose Immortal, Taiyi Golden Immortal, and Grand Unity Golden Immortal. I know nothing beyond that. (The Five Immortals: Heaven, Earth, Man, God, Ghost are the paths of cultivation and are not discussed as realms here.)

Among them, True Immortals and Golden Immortals need to continue condensing and accumulating magical power, opening the mystic gates of the five internal organs, nourishing the five qi in the chest, condensing qi to birth spirit, and spiritualizing into divine consciousness, which is called Five Qi Towards Origin.

I, your sister, have cultivated for a thousand years and am at the position of True Immortal."

"Then, then what about the Great King?" Su Daji asked subconsciously, engrossed in the explanation.

"Oh, so Sister cares more about the Great King," Tushan Qiong teased Daji for a moment. Seeing her face turn red again, she continued, "Strictly speaking, the Great King possesses no cultivation whatsoever."

"Ah?" Su Daji exclaimed in disbelief, looking at Di Xin. "No, that can't be."

"I truly possess no cultivation, because I have never cultivated, nor do I know the orthodox Xuanmen Dharma," Di Xin said, shrugging helplessly. Seeing Daji's curious expression, he continued, "What I train is my own Blood Essence, a form of external martial arts focusing on the physical body. I walk the path of the ancient Witch Race. In terms of combat power, I am slightly stronger than your Sister Qiong."

"Sister, you are still far from these things. Let me use my magic power to help you activate the bloodline within your body, allowing you to step onto the path of cultivation first. This vessel, born favored by heaven and earth, would be a pity to let it age." Tushan Qiong picked up the conversation, turning back with a charming smile. "Great King, do you want to see how I help Sister Daji activate her bloodline? We won't be wearing any clothes."

"Cough! Since it seems inconvenient, I shall take my leave then," Di Xin said. It wasn't that the old lecher was suddenly becoming a gentleman, but rather that once they began, they couldn't be disturbed. Facing such a situation, what man could possibly resist?

Outside the palace, Di Xin listened to the entire harem in chaos due to his decree. He left behind a single sentence, "No one is to disturb me," and a clone, then quietly exited the royal palace.

"Sister, it seems he truly pities you."

Tushan Qiong hooked her thumb under Daji's chin, examining her face again and again. Such beauty was top-tier even in Qing Qiu, a true masterpiece of creation.

Although Daji was unaccustomed to it, she still felt a subtle fear of Tushan Qiong in her heart and didn't dare to break free for a moment.

"Let's begin."

"No, don't I need to take off my clothes?"

"I was lying to you."

"Ah?"

"Uncle-Master, aren't we going to Qiu Ming Mountain Jiameng Pass? Why are we at Wuyi Mountain?"

Looking at the undulating mountains around them, Wen Zhong voiced his confusion.

After the grand banquet at Xianqing Hall, Kong Xuan had invited him along under the pretense of visiting Huo Ling Shengmu, but they hadn't been heading towards Jiameng Pass from the start.

After wandering in Wuyi Mountain for three days, Wen Zhong finally couldn't hold back.

"Ahem, Nephew, Uncle-Master needs to find a junior, so I must bring a meeting gift. However, I've been hidden among the Human Race for so long that I haven't been out and about, so I'm a bit short on funds."

Kong Xuan coughed twice. As the saying goes, even a hero can be stumped by a penny. With his pockets empty, he could no longer afford to be proud and had come to Wuyi Mountain to search for treasures.

"When Di Xin was drinking with me, he mentioned that there's a precious tea tree in Wuyi Mountain, considered top-tier among Innate Spiritual Roots."

Giving Wen Zhong a "you understand" look, Kong Xuan activated his bloodline and carefully sensed the treasure aura in the mountain, continuing forward. Wen Zhong followed behind Kong Xuan with a wry smile, never expecting that this was the reason.

Half a day later.

"Found it! No, this feels more like an Innate Spiritual Treasure?"

Kong Xuan stopped in front of two "ordinary" trees, each a thousand zhang tall, his expression somewhat puzzled.

"Never mind, Five-Colored Divine Light, brush them for me!"

The Five-Colored Divine Light soared into the sky. With a single sweep, the two giant trees vanished instantly. The surrounding scenery shifted rapidly, and two voices approached from afar.

"Who dares to intrude upon our cave dwelling!"

"Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao are here!"