Chapter 103 You are really hungry

An Miaoyi's eyes moved, she nodded slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she said, "Sister, are you here to call me to task?"

She was wearing a long white dress that dragged on the ground, which made her graceful body look like the undulating mountains. Her firm breasts, slender waist, and round buttocks were all flawless, forming a perfect curve.

However, she had a noble and elegant temperament. Under the bright moonlight, she seemed like a fairy from the Moon Palace. Her jade-like face was not covered with any makeup, her skin was white and translucent, her eyes were like autumn water, and her nose and cherry lips seemed to be carefully crafted by God. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful.

If such an An Miaoyi were in the past, it would definitely arouse Zixia's desire to "compete" with her, but at this moment, an inexplicable feeling arose in Zixia's heart, as if something she cherished was being quietly coveted by others. This feeling might be the slight jealousy.

Inside the palace, carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and splendid, surrounded by clouds and mist, it is like being in a fairyland, making people forget the hustle and bustle of the world. Pearls and jades are dotted in between, antiques and calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, and every place shows extraordinary elegance and taste. In the center is a white jade table, with delicious food exuding an alluring aroma, and fine wine is even more fragrant, intoxicating.

"Alas! You got the Holy Body first." An Miaoyi gently poured the wine, her red lips were charming and her pearly teeth sparkled with a crystal luster. She held the jade cup in her slender hands, and the wine complemented her skin, making it look like jade and crystal clear.

"If you're lonely, come find me!" Zixia said in a bad tone.

"The Great Saint Body has not appeared in the world for more than 100,000 years. Its demeanor can compete with the ancient emperors. It is really fascinating." An Miaoyi smiled sweetly, her eyes revealing her yearning for the legendary heroic figure. "Now, there is such a person around us, but unfortunately, you got there first."

"Don't blame me, sister. I was just testing you. If you can really obtain this great saintly body to protect you, wouldn't you be able to avoid many worldly troubles and live freely and at ease?" An Miaoyi filled a glass of wine for Zixia with a smile on her face.

Zixia looked at An Miaoyi's black hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes were like water, and under her long eyelashes were a pair of deep eyes. She took out the box of enlightenment tea, which An Miaoyi gave to Ye Fan today. At this moment, she returned it to An Miaoyi, "I thank you on behalf of Ye Fan."

"Miaoyi is just trying her best to help. I hope Brother Ye can break the curse. You, my sister, please accept it on behalf of Ye Fan!" An Miaoyi's smile became more and more charming. Her red lips lightly touched by the wine made her look even more charming and attractive.

"Sister, I have always had a question in my mind. How did you, as the Saint of Purple Mansion, integrate into the Jiang family so skillfully?" An Miaoyi asked with some curiosity and exploration.

Zixia smiled slightly, took out the Xian Linglong from her sleeve mysteriously, and gently handed it to An Miaoyi, "If you teach me to play this instrument, I will solve the doubts in your heart."

When An Miaoyi saw the musical instrument, a hint of excitement flashed in her eyes. She had been quite interested in this fairy music item that day, and she answered without hesitation: "Okay!"

Zixia looked at An Miaoyi's expectant expression and slowly said, "My name is Jiang Zixia."

"You... are really a member of the Jiang family?!" In fact, An Miaoyi also guessed a little.

As the night deepens, the moonlight shines like a silver thread, shining gently through the crystal clear glass windows, onto the quiet palace, making everything look like a dream.

At this moment, a pleasant and melodious celestial music rose from the depths of the palace. Zixia was intoxicated by it, and her soul seemed to be gently touched, and she understood some of the rhythm of Tao from it.

"I have finished the demonstration. I have taught you the basic finger techniques and key points. Now it's your turn." An Miaoyi handed Xian Linglong to Zixia.

Zixia took over the Xian Linglong and began to try to play. At first, the melody of the music was a little awkward, but as time went on, her fingering became more proficient and the notes began to flow smoothly.

However, An Miaoyi frowned slightly after hearing this. Although Zixia's performance was not bad, it was still a little far from the real fairy music. She gently instructed: "Remember, when playing, you must pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing and learn to use the technique of the 'tongue', just like playing the flute. More importantly, you must integrate your own emotions to make your tongue more flexible."

Under An Miaoyi's careful guidance, Zixia continued to practice, and time seemed to freeze at this moment. After about two and a half hours of hard practice, An Miaoyi finally nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad at all!"

Then, she took out a flute made of Nine Heavens Divine Bamboo and played it together with Zixia's Fairy Linglong.

The simple and unsophisticated Xian Linglong and the mellow and soft Dong Xiao are intertwined to produce a moving melody.

"The coming and going of fate is but a blink of an eye"

"You have a deep bond, but I have a shallow bond"

"The past gathers and disperses before our eyes"

"No need to look for love in this life"

Zixia and An Miaoyi used musical instruments and tunes to communicate each other's moods. When the song ended and everyone left, the two smiled at each other, with a hint of relief and tacit understanding in their eyes.

"It's still early in the night, why don't you stay for dinner and chat slowly?" An Miaoyi stopped Zixia who was about to leave.

"You look really hungry," Zixia grinned.

As the night deepened, they had no idea how much wine they had drunk and the wine glasses had fallen to the ground.

An Miaoyi was drunk, her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkled with moving waves, and she looked fragile and helpless. She whispered softly: "I also want... an invincible person to protect me..."

Zixia was also a little drunk and responded jokingly: "Can't I be your protector? Didn't we agree on this last time?"

Zixia and An Miaoyi, the two peerless beauties of the Eastern Wasteland, looked even more rosy-faced and their skin translucent after drinking, revealing an irresistible charm. They gradually entangled themselves with each other, as if being pulled by an invisible force.

Even those highly accomplished monks in the Western Desert would probably lose their faith in Taoism if they saw this scene.

"Hehe..." An Miaoyi laughed like a silver bell, crisp, pleasant and intoxicating.

Zixia embraced her delicate body, held the silver wine jug, poured wine into her mouth, and then poured it into An Miaoyi's sexy red lips.

Everything is natural.

"Bad guy!" An Miaoyi said coquettishly, but her face was full of smiles.

"How can I be as bad as you! You even want to steal my people!" Zixia was also drunk and said something inexplicable.

An Miaoyi's eyes flashed with a startling brilliance, and she said solemnly: "If you are determined to walk the path of the Queen Mother of the West again, I will choose you to walk with me. But you must remember, if you betray your oath on the path to becoming an emperor, I will sink into the world of mortals until I ascend to the throne of the Great Emperor, and I will kill everything related to you and wash away the honor and disgrace of my life. Of course, if you unfortunately die, I will also avenge you."

Zixia sighed softly, her eyes full of tenderness: "I don't want you to sink into the mortal world. A fairy-like person like you should not suffer such hardships."

An Miaoyi raised a wicked smile and said, "Then you should become an emperor soon. I will not interfere with you and Ye Fan."

"Let's go, Jiang Zixia, it's time for you to leave. Maybe Ye Fan is waiting for you!" An Miaoyi, with her charming body shining, gently pushed Jiang Zixia up.

"You are so heartless!"

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Late at night, in the Jiang Family's residence, Ye Fan closed his eyes and concentrated, immersed in cultivation, feeling the mysterious order of heaven and earth. However, the confusion in his heart was like a thick cloud that was difficult to dispel: "It seems that it is difficult to help me break through to the Four Extremes with only source power."

His spiritual sense swept quietly and noticed that Zixia had not returned yet. He couldn't help but frowned slightly: "Why hasn't she come back yet? Did she have a fight with An Miaoyi?"

Despite his doubts, Ye Fan continued to practice, but distracting thoughts flooded in like a tide, making it difficult for him to completely concentrate. In the end, he decided to wait for Zixia's return by the station with the door half open. Not long after, Zixia appeared in the night, reeking of alcohol.
"Why did you drink so much again!" This was different from what Ye Fan had imagined.

When Zixia saw Ye Fan, the alcohol in her body seemed to have mostly dissipated. She smiled and said, "Why are you waiting for me here? Going to Miaoyu Temple is of course to drink wine, what else can you do?"

"Now everyone is paying attention, many cultivators are waiting, all eyes are focused on me, but I may fail," Ye Fan said nonchalantly.

"You really have no confidence?" Zixia looked at him quietly. Even when she was drunk, she had a different charm.

"You really love drinking!" Ye Fan stared at her slightly red face and her drunken eyes and said, "I probably can't enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm just relying on the source."

"If I end up in disgrace, I wonder how those who are trying to win me over, befriend me, and entertain me will feel? I think all human relationships will turn cold in response."

Ye Fan gently picked up Zixia's shiny black hair, entwining the strands with his fingertips, with a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "If I really fail in the breakthrough, what will you do?"

"I say, Lord Emperor of Heaven, why are you being so sentimental here? Just go forward with confidence and leave the rest to us. You haven't gone home to see your parents yet. You won't die, I say! Let's go back and rest!" Zixia pushed Ye Fan back to the base.

"What if we fail?" Ye Fan wanted to ask more, but Zixia covered his mouth without giving him any chance to explain. She carried him back to the base in her unique way - a princess hug, and threw him roughly onto the bed.

"Okay, little man, stop thinking about it! I'll take care of everything!" Zixia's voice was full of unquestionable arrogance. She then closed the door and left, leaving Ye Fan on the bed. A warm current surged in her heart, and then waves of bitterness arose. His strength was too weak. He had no room to resist just now. What should he do in the future!
The next day, at noon, the God King called Zixia and Ye Fan to discuss what would happen tonight.

The God King was dressed in white, with a solemn expression, and said to Ye Fan bluntly: "The world's attention may be a disaster rather than a blessing for you."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then nodded. He had already thought through the various interests involved and had always been worried. If he attracted the attention of the world, it would probably be a disaster.

Many people would not want the Great Saint Body to appear in the world. If there are any signs, strangling it in the cradle is the best option. The day when it successfully breaks through may be the day of death and bloodshed.

"God King, do you have any suggestions?" Ye Fan asked.

"Now, everyone in the world knows that you are a holy body. I can delay it for a while, but not for a lifetime. Tonight, the moon is full, and I will hold the Hengyu Holy Furnace to protect you." The God King frowned.

Things have come to this point and there is no way to avoid it. If I don't break through today and try again another day, it still won't change anything.

"Ye Fan, you better break through the Four Extremes Secret Realm as soon as possible, and then turn this world upside down!" Zixia said with a wicked smile.

Hearing this, the God King frowned and seemed to understand something.

When the red sun set in the west, the entire divine city seemed a little depressed. There were too many strong men from Zhongzhou and Donghuang, all waiting for the full moon to rise.

"Taoist Red Dragon is back!"

Many people were shocked, and the news spread out immediately. People found that the companions also included the famous Peacock King, and the fourth most powerful bandit in the Northern Territory, the Green Dragon King.

Three extremely powerful men entered the city together and brought 700,000 kilograms of source to Ye Fan. This shocked everyone. No one expected that they would take such care of Ye Fan.

At dusk, Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, sent Ye Fan 50,000 kilograms of source. Soon after, Xia Yiming, the prince of Great Xia, appeared and also sent 50,000 kilograms of source.

When the sunset was about to disappear, the younger generation of many powerful forces sent some sources more or less. By the Hualong Pond, divine light soared into the sky and spiritual energy filled the air.

As night fell, the sky and the earth gradually darkened, and a divine moon emerged, which was not very bright yet, and shed a soft light.

The atmosphere in the divine city was extremely oppressive, making people feel almost suffocated. It was extremely quiet. After nightfall, the entire giant city suddenly became quiet.

This world seemed to have lost its sound. There was no movement at all. It was like a dead city. There was no sense of life and no words of conversation could be heard.

In the deathly silence, all the monks were waiting. The area around Hualong Pond was filled with darkness, and there were figures everywhere, with no end in sight.

There were even more shadows in the sky, and the most advantageous positions were reserved for the big shots, and no one dared to fight for them.

As time goes by, the divine moon hangs high, like a divine disk fixed in the sky, making the entire ancient city bright and clean, like bursts of white mist rising.

"Here he is, he's here!" Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked in the same direction.

Ye Fan came on the moon. On this night, he was dressed in white clothes, elegant and ethereal, walking calmly in the void.

His black hair danced lightly in the night wind, and his clear eyes were as clear as a clear spring. He was like an immortal coming to the world, shrouded in the moonlight, his white clothes emerged from the dust, and he landed in front of the Hualong Pond.

"Is this the ancient holy body? It's actually a young man, only fifteen or sixteen years old."

"Disregarding his physique, if one can enter the Four Extremes Secret Realm at this age, one would be considered extremely talented."

"Such a handsome young man, his physical body is comparable to that of a wild dragon? It doesn't look like him no matter how I look at him."

……

Many people saw Ye Fan for the first time and were full of curiosity about the ancient holy body, and were talking about it in a low voice.

The oppressive atmosphere in the divine city finally eased, and it was no longer so suffocating. Someone finally started talking, various sounds came out, and the silence was no longer dead.

"Where is the God King? Why hasn't he appeared?"

The peerless God King did not show up, and his supreme demeanor was nowhere to be seen. Many cultivators were confused and looked around.

"There's no need to look for it. The Holy Body's breakthrough will definitely not be peaceful. The God King in White is most likely hiding in the dark, ready to take action at any time." Someone made such a speculation.

In front of the Hualong Pond, Ye Fan stood alone, his white clothes fluttering, as if he was about to fly away. Under the moonlight, he looked otherworldly.

In the Hualong Pond, the source of gods and alien species were so radiant that it almost turned into a fairy pond. The spiritual energy was so thick that it almost turned into liquid and flowed.

If this pool had not been sealed long ago, the divine light here would penetrate the sky and the stars and moon would be eclipsed.

At this time, Zixia, who was beside the God King, smiled evilly: "This way of breaking through the realm is really cool! It's worthy of you, Ye Hei."

(End of this chapter)