This method can only be used by female cultivators, and they must be female cultivators at the Golden Core stage.
The Ghost Mother Nascent Soul Refining Technique involves a female cultivator at the Golden Core stage finding a partner for dual cultivation, becoming pregnant with the partner's child (which must be a girl), and then refining the fetus in her womb into her own Nascent Soul.
This is an extremely cruel and heinous forbidden technique.
Even tigers don't eat their cubs, but for Lu Xuening, it didn't matter.
Deep down, she didn't love anyone, not even her child.
So after obtaining the Ghost Mother's Infant Refining Technique, she was overjoyed and immediately wanted to get pregnant. Over the years, she did indeed become pregnant twice, but the Ghost Mother's Infant Refining Technique required the fetus to be female, and both of her pregnancies were boys, so she had to abort them.
Cultivators are inherently less likely to conceive, and not everyone possesses the Deer Grass. Lu Xuening, being an adopted daughter, didn't inherit Xu Lianxin's fertility and hadn't been able to conceive after two miscarriages. Today, seeing Lu Yunlin filled her with joy.
Lu Yunlin is already at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and his primordial yang is still intact. If you were to absorb his primordial yang, you might even be able to get her pregnant.
"Eighth Sister, you've suffered so much! Please let me go!" Lu Yunlin was terrified. Lu Xuening was now completely unfamiliar to him, making him feel like she was a beautiful ghost from hell.
Lu Xuening took off her coat and threw it aside, then sat on Lu Yunlin's waist. She giggled, "Sixth Brother, you've always been so good to me, and I've never been able to repay you. Today, I'll serve you well as a way of repaying you."
As she spoke, she began to undress Lu Yunlin. Lu Yunlin angrily tried to struggle, shouting, "Let me go! You bitch, let me go!"
Snap!
Lu Xuening slapped Lu Yunlin hard across the face and said angrily, "You dare call me a slut? You're the slut! Your whole Lu family are sluts! It's your honor to serve you. You say you don't want it, but isn't what's in your crotch telling you the truth? What are you pretending to be, this chaste and virtuous man in front of me!"
"Today you have no choice but to obey, whether you like it or not."
As Lu Yunlin was filled with shame and indignation, she slapped him twice more hard across the face.
Lu Xuening tore his clothes and began her abuse. Lu Yunlin's screams echoed, but soon they turned into ambiguous growls. Lu Yunlin succumbed to desire.
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The rain was pouring down, and a figure was crawling on the muddy ground.
It was a naked old man. He was extremely old, with sparse hair, wrinkled skin covered in age spots, and a emaciated frame. It was hard for anyone to believe that just two hours ago, he was a young and handsome man.
This man was Lu Yunlin, who had been left barely alive after being drained of his life force by Lu Xuening and thrown here. Lu Yunlin struggled to crawl forward. He had no cultivation left and was just like an old mortal who could only spend his days in bed. The cold rain poured down on him as he cried.
He cried out for his own stupidity. He had treated Lu Xuening so well, yet she showed no gratitude whatsoever. She took advantage of his unconscious state to kidnap him and drain his life force until he was on the verge of death. She was a beast, a beast indeed. He had actually poured his heart and soul into such a beast for so many years. Stupid, he was truly stupid.
It was cold, so cold. He felt his last bit of life slipping away. As he was dying, he suddenly remembered A Yao, his only younger sister. He remembered when A Yao was three years old, he and his brothers took her out to play but encountered the Lu family's enemies. His brothers stayed behind to hold off the enemy, while he took A Yao and left first.
But not long after, he encountered a terrifying monster. In order to escape, he abandoned his three-year-old sister.
He told others that Xiao Qi disappeared while he was fighting the monster, but only he knew that he had abandoned his own sister because he was afraid of death. He was filled with remorse and self-blame, so he transferred all his guilt to Lu Xuening, whom he had adopted.
Later, Xiao Qi was found, but she had long forgotten what happened when she was three years old. But he was afraid; he was afraid that one day Xiao Qi would remember those things, so whenever he saw her, he couldn't help but target her, and even tried to use various methods to drive her out of the Lu family.
That way, no one will realize that he was the one who lost her.
He is so despicable, so shameless.
This is retribution, this is retribution!
Lu Yunlin knew he wouldn't survive. He wanted to find A Yao, he wanted to apologize to A Yao, he wanted to get A Yao's forgiveness, but he couldn't climb anymore, he couldn't climb anymore.
The rain poured down, washing the ground and forming streams. The struggling figure on the muddy ground became motionless and slowly stiffened. When the sun came out, a pack of hunting hyenas saw the carcass in the muddy rain and began to devour it greedily...
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Four years later.
High in the sky, a man in white robes was fighting several demons while holding a seven-stringed zither. The man in white robes was very young, and his appearance was perfect and impeccable, but his white robes were stained with blood, and he looked very disheveled at the moment, and even his fingers that were playing the zither were bleeding.
The man in white was none other than Nangong Qi. The war over the past four years had been extremely brutal, with countless people dying. The Eastern Region had completely fallen, and the people had retreated to the Southern Region. When Nangong Qi was covering the mortals' retreat, he encountered the demons.
All the cultivators who followed him were dead, leaving only him.
"Young man, stop resisting! All your companions are dead. Why not surrender? I, your sister, will spare your life." The speaker was an incomparably beautiful witch with bewitching red hair and a cultivation level of early Mahayana stage.
"Boy, your actual cultivation level is only at the early stage of the Integration Realm. You've only managed to hold on until now thanks to the immortal artifact. But how long do you think you can last? If that lord hadn't specifically requested you, I would have killed you long ago." The speaker was a giant demon with a body ten zhang tall and a black-blue body. He wore armor with his arms crossed in front of his chest. He had an ugly appearance, and like the red-haired witch, his cultivation level was also at the early stage of the Mahayana Realm.
Besides the red-haired witch and the armored troll, there were two other demons: a gaunt old man and a young man shrouded in black robes, both at the Mahayana stage of cultivation.
The blood at the corner of Nangong Qi's mouth was still wet, and he was injured in many places, with blood gushing out. Looking at these demons, he knew that he had no chance of escaping. With a determined heart, he stirred his spiritual power and wanted to self-destruct.
Among these demons, the red-haired witch had the strongest senses. When she saw Nangong Qi about to self-destruct, she turned pale with fright: "He's going to self-destruct!"
As they were speaking, they immediately went to stop Nangong Qi.
The other demons were also terrified. This was something that lord had specifically requested, ordering him to self-destruct; if he did, they would all die.
These demons at the Mahayana stage unhesitatingly unleashed their respective supernatural powers.
The red-haired witch flashed forward, placed a hand on Nangong Qi's shoulder, and sealed all the spiritual power within his body.
With a wave of his hand, the withered old man unleashed purple chains from a series of purple magic circles, binding Nangong Qi's hands and feet. The young man, shrouded in black robes, used a soul-capturing technique to control Nangong Qi's mind. The armored troll threw out a large cauldron and tossed Nangong Qi inside.
Nangong Qi was taken away.
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