Pei Ling's face twisted at once, and his gaze at Su Xirou brimmed with intense desire.
This was the fate of a female cultivator of the Innate Religion!
He clearly hadn't touched her corpse just now, yet the moment she died, her fate was absorbed by him?
There was no time to think it through. Pei Ling immediately closed his eyes and forcibly suppressed every distracting thought in his mind.
Although Su Xirou was now his cauldron, and if he truly wanted to cultivate with her right now, she might not refuse, this was a struggle over fate.
If he gave in to the instincts of the Innate Religion female cultivator's fate, it would suppress his original fate, putting him at a severe disadvantage!
Beads of sweat gradually formed on Pei Ling's forehead. After quite some time, his breathing finally settled, and he opened his eyes again.
Beneath the gray sky, a muddy yellow river flowed on and on.
The black-canopied boat sailed along it, the sound of the water low and mournful.
Dressed in a dark robe and a ginger-colored skirt, Su Xirou stood on the deck, watching the distant river as if standing guard for him.
Pei Ling pondered briefly. If he continued absorbing fate, his situation would grow more and more dangerous. He needed to be ready to hand control over to the system at any moment...
For now, until they reached the next Post Station, they could encounter cultivators from the Nine Great Sects who had fallen in You Su Fen at any time.
Therefore, he couldn't use the [Mahasattva Color Derivation Scroll]. It would interfere with Su Xirou's ability to act.
The [Sun Erosion Secret Record] would have been ideal, but it took too long to cultivate. What if they encountered some powerful opponent, Su