Chapter 67: The Frail Beauty Whose Life Was Extended by the Immortal Cultivator (22)
Faced with Bai Qiulan's fierce attack, Mo Yujin had no intention of retreating. He used all his strength to activate his magic power, but he was very ruthless in his words.
It touched your heart. Are you moved?
You are the most pretentious person in the world.
Bai Qiulan, I can sense that when you say such heartless and righteous words, aren't you thinking the same thing as I said?
I am your dark side, and I think what you really think.
A dazzling golden light suddenly flashed by.
Then, Bai Qiulan's eyes, which were originally dark red, began to change slowly. The color became darker and darker, and finally turned completely into a deep black color, like two bottomless abysses, which was daunting.
Although he was still wearing the bright red clothes, the man's temperament was completely different from before, as if he had become a different person.
He exuded a ruthless and calm aura, as if he was carved from thousands of years of ice, which was chilling.
Even the bright red clothes could not conceal the cold aura emanating from him.
Bai Qiulan lowered her head and glanced at the red dress on her body, frowning slightly, revealing obvious disgust.
He just chanted a spell, and after a flash of light, the red clothes instantly changed into a flowing white robe with an elegant and immortal air.
His eyes, originally as calm as water, suddenly paused as if he was thinking of something.
Then, he slowly turned his head and looked at the beauty lying on the bed.
At this moment, the beauty was completely unaware of everything happening around her. She was still immersed in a sweet dream and slept extremely soundly.
The moment Bai Qiulan's eyes met her, a slight ripple involuntarily appeared in the depths of his eyes.
However, after only a few seconds, he couldn't suppress the emotions surging in his heart, and he moved forward gently.
After reaching the bed, he carefully reached out and gently tucked in the corner of the quilt that Mo Yujin had inadvertently lifted up.
Just as he was tidying up Qingwu's quilt, the pair of eyes that had always seemed extremely calm suddenly looked towards the beautiful red lips that had fascinated him.
Sure enough, just as Mo Yujin said, these lips looked tender and juicy, like a beautiful flower bud in full bloom, waiting to be picked, full of endless temptation.
Bai Qiulan immediately looked away, as if he had been scalded, and turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.
When leaving, Bai Qiulan couldn't help but look back at Qingwu who was still sleeping.
Then, he frowned slightly and cast a spell again, setting up a new layer of solid barrier for the courtyard where Qingwu was to prevent interference and danger from the outside world.
After doing all this, he seemed still a little worried, and placed some fresh and delicious meals on the table in the house, hoping that Qingwu could enjoy them when she woke up.
Finally, he sighed deeply, and with a heart full of complicated emotions, he completely disappeared in the quiet courtyard.
He only just realized that humans need to eat this kind of diet. Bai Qiulan had forgotten about it as he had not eaten for so long.
He had indeed made Qingwu suffer over the years, and he would make it up to her.
After a little thought, he raised his finger slightly and added a stream of pure spiritual power into the meal.
This spiritual power is filled with his own unique aura. In this way, no matter where Qing Wu is, as long as she encounters a dangerous situation, he can keenly sense it at the first time and quickly rush to her side to protect her.
...This can be considered as compensation for her.
Bai Qiulan nodded seriously. Inadvertently, a fleeting hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face, but he quickly concealed it skillfully.
After he turned and left, the beautiful woman, who seemed completely unaware of this, quietly and silently opened her clear and moving eyes.
She silently stared at the meal in front of her that exuded a rich spiritual energy, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, outlining a faint smile.
In fact, Mo Yujin guessed completely wrong.
At the beginning, Bai Qiulan was indeed as noble and open-minded as the breeze and the bright moon, and he never had any improper thoughts about Qing Wu.
After all, Qingwu was just an innocent child at that time, even to him now.
But later, after Mo Yujin cast his gaze towards Qing Wu several times, those eyes that were originally cold and indifferent, as if they could ignore everything in the world, came back to their senses——
After seeing the same beautiful woman once, twice, or even a third time.
Gradually, that beautiful figure began to leave a faint trace in his heart, but at this time he had not yet noticed the quiet growth of this strange feeling.
The high-ranking Bai Qiulan was silently infusing spiritual power into Qingwu's body.
Although the spiritual power input each time seems insignificant, you must know that as a great being in the Mahayana period, even if it is just a trace of spiritual power, the energy it contains is extremely astonishing.
Because of this, even without the brothers Xiao Yuheng and Xiao Yuheng by her side to take care of her, Qingwu still lived an extremely comfortable and happy life during this time.
On the main peak of Wansheng Sect, which is towering into the clouds and filled with spiritual charm, there are other peaks surrounding it.
Between the mountain peaks, snow-white clouds float and linger like soft gauze.
In the deacon hall of the main peak, the sect leader and several highly respected elders were sitting around a round spiritual wood table that exuded an ancient and rustic atmosphere, discussing the many recent events within the sect with serious expressions.
Suddenly, a powerful and domineering spiritual power surged in from the depths of the back mountain like a flood.
This powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy was like an invisible storm, roaring past with overwhelming force.
Wherever it passed, even the space was stirred up with layers of ripples visible to the naked eye.
The neatly arranged tables and chairs in the hall also trembled slightly under the impact of this powerful force, and the spiritual paintings hanging on the wall also hummed.
This sudden movement instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.
"This is..." An elder with white hair but extremely sharp eyes suddenly stood up from his seat, his face full of shock and joy, his voice trembling slightly with excitement: "Someone is trying to break through to the Spiritual Transformation Stage!"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. You know, the Spiritual Transformation Stage is a crucial watershed on the road to immortality. Once you successfully break through to this realm -
It not only means that the cultivator's own strength will experience a huge qualitative leap, but more importantly, it will also greatly elevate the status of the entire sect in the world of immortal cultivation and intimidate all sides.
Wansheng Sect...does it have a disciple who can break through to the Spirit Transformation Stage?
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