In his previous life, if Lingxiao Daozun hadn't ventured 100,000 feet into the East Sea to find the ancient water essence that could strengthen one's foundation and nourish one's vital energy, Yue Xizhi wouldn't have had such a stable foundation and would have been completely unharmed.
Unfortunately, this young man probably won't have that kind of luck in this lifetime.
Shen Wangshu had already noticed something amiss with Yue Xizhi's cultivation just now; it seemed to have been rushed, resulting in a weak foundation.
If he were to receive dozens of lashes at the Hall of Enforcement at this time, it would certainly shake his foundation.
She smiled slightly, touched the fox's ears, and gently rubbed them.
"In the early stages of cultivation, it's best to focus on cultivation honestly," said Daoist Xiwu with a frown, then shook his head and smiled, "They're not your or my disciples, so why worry?"
He was naturally very easygoing. Seeing Shen Wangshu's deeply convinced expression, he smiled and said, "Thank you for reminding me, Junior Sister. Otherwise, I would have been too blinded by my own involvement to see that Ling'er actually harbored such a deep resentment towards me."
He was upright and frank in admitting his defeat. Although somewhat indecisive, wasn't that a very polite approach? At least it was infinitely more elegant than Ah Xuan, who had been the same for generations, relentlessly bullying women. Shen Wangshu snorted and shook her head, saying, "Next time, you'll have to open your eyes wider."
"Don't worry, it's definitely polished." Daoist Xiwu smiled as he glanced at the fox, who was curled up in a small ball licking its paws, and said meaningfully.
This feeling of being coveted was unpleasant; the fox sensed a great crisis and suddenly raised its little head.
It bared its teeth menacingly before burying itself in Shen Wangshu's warm and powerful embrace.
Shen Wangshu felt that Xi Wu Daojun's smile was slightly lewd. After a moment of silence, he reached out and protected the fox's trembling buttocks.
Daoist Xiwu laughed heartily, nodded slightly to Shen Wangshu, turned around and transformed into a ray of light, heading towards his own Daoist temple.
Shen Wangshu watched from afar as he returned to his dojo, chatting and laughing with his disciples in his cave. Thinking of Yue Xizhi, who was exceptionally talented but lacked the refined and elegant demeanor of Daoist Xiwu, she couldn't understand why Ling'er would fall in love with a boy who was just like herself.
However, this was probably Yue Xizhi's cheat code, and she wasn't interested. She carried the fox back to her cave. Watching the fluffy little thing roll out of her arms and happily tumble around on the stone table, she smiled, tapped it, and then ignored it, leaving two spirit pills on the stone table before walking to the back.
Behind the cave is a huge ice spring, its chilling air so intense that anyone with slightly lower cultivation would be frozen solid in an instant.
However, this was Shen Wangshu's favorite place for cultivation.
She sat by the icy spring, raising her hand to send intricate array plates flying in all directions, completely enveloping the entire cave. Only then did she sigh with pleasure and slowly undress herself.
Although she no longer needed to bathe after becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator, she maintained the bathing habit of mortals. Moreover, the icy spring was compatible with her cultivation technique; bathing in it, the bone-chilling cold would slowly temper her flesh and blood. This was a subtle, gradual change, very slow, but if she persisted, it would have excellent results.
Perhaps it was due to the technique, but when Shen Wangshu put one hand into the icy spring, he didn't feel it was torture, but rather a very enjoyable feeling.
The long white shirt slipped off her smooth shoulders and fell to her feet.
There was no one on the ice peak, and no one could break into her cave, so Shen Wangshu felt at ease and unbuttoned her inner garment.
Her inner garment was slightly open, revealing her soft, undulating white breasts. Further down, there was her slender waist and a pair of long, shapely legs.
Shen Wangshu looked at this body in this life with an appreciative gaze.
Cultivators absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to cultivate, and are nourished by the spiritual energy, so most of them are born with exceptionally perfect features.
To put it bluntly, apart from having a slightly small chest, Lingxiao Daozun's body is perfect.
Shen Wangshu couldn't help but think of her past life as a movie queen, with her full and alluring figure, and then look at her current body, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
She didn't care at all that she was exposed next to the icy spring. Soft light fell in and landed on her beautiful body, giving her a warm feeling and making her so lazy that she wanted to curl up and take a good nap.
She focused all her attention on her own fair and jade-like body, forgetting that there was a spirit beast she had just signed a contract with in the cave. The little furry ball rolled around on the stone table, chasing its tail and playing for a while. It knew its master hadn't gone far, so it wasn't alarmed, but instead picked up a spirit pill in front of it and happily gnawed on it.
This was specially reserved for Shen Wangshu; it tastes exceptionally delicious.
The fox ate with its mouth watering. Although it was a cultivator's spirit beast, it was still a fox demon and knew how to distinguish between good and bad.
Feeling the elixir she had consumed filling her body with power, the fluffy little thing let out a soft whimper.
It felt very hungry, and the elixir left by Shen Wangshu was not enough to satisfy its hunger. It tilted its head, bit the tip of its tail, thought for a moment, and then its eyes lit up. It jumped off the stone table with difficulty and nimbly climbed onto Shen Wangshu's ice bed.
On one side of the ice bed, several bottles of different elixirs were scattered haphazardly.
The fox didn't know what the elixirs were for, but the powerful and pure spiritual energy emanating from them made it drool.
It opened its mouth wide without any hesitation, swallowed the elixirs in one gulp, and then raised its head and let out two triumphant cries, as if it were a mischievous child.
But almost simultaneously, its eyes widened suddenly, its snow-white fur bristled, and a surge of spiritual energy emanated from its body like a raging torrent.
The spiritual energy seemed to exert immense pressure, causing the furry ball to let out a mournful cry. Its body emitted a cracking and splitting sound. Under the pressure of the spiritual energy, its flesh and blood seemed unable to withstand this enormous force and began to break apart. Blood gushed from its fur. The fox let out a miserable cry and curled up tightly into a ball. It was unknown how much time had passed before the seemingly dead fox finally raised its head.
Its gaze revealed a rationality and clarity completely different from before.
It looked down at its blood-stained fur and let out a sigh of relief.
As it squatted on the ground, looking disgusted at the stupid things it had done recently, it heard the faint sound of water coming from behind the cave.
The thought that he had become a spirit beast of a human cultivator caused the fox's cold eyes to flash with murderous intent. He walked silently with narrowed eyes toward the back of the fox.
After passing through the cave, the view suddenly opened up, and the icy chill of the spring water rushed towards us.
The murderous fox raised its eyes and froze.
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