Immortality System: Cultivating with Girls
Chapter 44 - 42: Giving You a Treasure

Chapter 44: Chapter 42: Giving You a Treasure

Soul Devouring Peak.

At nighttime, distant stars twinkled with faint light, adorning the pitch-dark, profound mountain summit.

Inside the house.

Candlelight flickered. Wen Zhixing’s silhouette was concealed in the shadows, indistinct to the eye.

He opened his panel, ready to check the day’s acquisitions.

By his side was the Life Defying Blood Body, which had shrunk to the size of a hamster. Since it didn’t need to collect Fortune Fragments tonight, it stayed quietly by Wen Zhixing’s side... playing with its sword.

The Sword Pill transformed into a blood-red long sword, gripped within its palm.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Blood-red sword wind danced, bringing forth bursts of whooshing sounds as it ravaged the space inside the house.

Clearly, this little guy was rather fond of the way of the sword. Only, judging by its movements, one could tell it was just flailing about wildly.

"Not bad for my Blood Body. This talent for swordsmanship is truly extraordinary," Wen Zhixing chuckled. I feel rather proud. It was like watching one’s own child achieve something; as a parent, one would naturally beam with pride.

THWIP!

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his calf, and blood soon followed. He looked down. An extremely fine streak of blood-red sword wind had pierced his calf.

Wen Zhixing was speechless. "..."

He turned his head to look at the Life Defying Blood Body again. It showed no sign of awareness and continued happily swinging its sword.

Damn it... can’t even take a compliment!

The likelihood of being killed by my own Blood Body is low, but not nonexistent... Wen Zhixing silently grumbled. He knew the Life Defying Blood Body didn’t do it on purpose, but this seemed quite dangerous indeed.

It needs a set of sword skills for training; otherwise, this is really dangerous, Wen Zhixing thought, glancing at the Life Defying Blood Body by his feet and deliberately moving a bit farther from it.

The Life Defying Blood Body paused. Then, it scurried over again, instinctively wanting to stay close to Wen Zhixing.

"Don’t come over here!" Wen Zhixing held out his hand to stop it. "Stay away from me."

The Life Defying Blood Body suddenly froze in place, looking a bit lost. Did I do something wrong?

"Don’t come near me when you’re practicing with the sword; it’s dangerous, understand?" Seeing its slightly aggrieved expression, Wen Zhixing patiently explained.

The Life Defying Blood Body tilted its head, confused. Dangerous? Where’s the danger?

"Your sword—it’s really strong. It cut me. It hurts. Understand?" Wen Zhixing gestured emphatically again.

This time, the Life Defying Blood Body seemed to understand. But it stopped practicing with its sword and just stood at a distance, silently watching Wen Zhixing.

After sorting out the Life Defying Blood Body, Wen Zhixing finally had the chance to open his panel. He remembered there should be two Gray and one White Fortune rewards, three in total.

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[Gray Fortune Fragment (1/1) has been assembled. No fusion needed. You can obtain one of the following fortunes:]

[One: Obtain Body Fragrance: A fragrant scent will fill the air around you.]

[Two: Gain 1 Fortune Point.]

[Three: Obtain a fortune belonging to Ning Shan.]

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What the hell is Body Fragrance? Wen Zhixing was somewhat speechless. There really was an array of weird things available.

At least there’s the guaranteed one Fortune Point, Wen Zhixing silently rejoiced. If there wasn’t that baseline of Fortune Points, expending so much life-span could have led to a devastating loss.

[Fortune Point +1.]

He then opened the next Grey Fragment.

Great. Still nothing worthwhile.

’Cuju Mastery’? What sort of Talent is that? Wen Zhixing felt resigned. I’m in this world; it’s not like I could save the national football team. Even if I mastered it, it would be useless. To even get a chance to play, I’d have to start by learning the art of toasting and networking.

[Fortune Point +1.]

[Current Fortune Points: 21.]

...

The White Fortune should yield something good this time, Wen Zhixing felt a hint of anticipation.

[White Fortune Fragment (2/2) has been collected. Consuming one month of life-span will allow synthesis, granting one of the following fortunes:]

[1. Acquire the sword skill: Igniting Blood Sword Skill.]

[2. Acquire 5 Fortune Points.]

[3. Acquire the fortune belonging to Ning Shan.]

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A sword skill, for real! With a thought, Wen Zhixing immediately chose the Igniting Blood Sword Skill.

[Acquired sword skill: Igniting Blood Sword Skill!]

[Igniting Blood Sword Skill:] White Quality. This sword technique consumes one’s own blood essence. Each strike builds upon the power of the previous one, and the amount of blood essence consumed also doubles. The skill culminates in seven strikes.

[Disadvantage:] The Seventh Sword will consume all the blood essence within the body, resulting in death and the dissolution of one’s cultivation path.

The next moment, a jade slip appeared in Wen Zhixing’s hand. It contained the records for the Igniting Blood Sword Skill.

This sword skill is far more ruthless than the Seven Injury Fist... After a moment of contemplation, Wen Zhixing immediately turned his attention to the Life Defying Blood Body, which was sitting idly by, not playing with its sword.

"Here, catch. I’ve got a treasure for you."

Seeing that Wen Zhixing was paying attention to it again, the Life Defying Blood Body immediately stood up, running over with a cheerful laugh.

Wen Zhixing sighed again at the sight. With the Life Defying Blood Body’s intelligence, how long would it take to learn this Igniting Blood Sword Skill? Or rather, can it even learn it?

I wonder how Ning Shan is dealing with She Zhihong and the others, the thought suddenly flashed through Wen Zhixing’s mind. However, he didn’t dwell on it, as it wasn’t important, and quickly cast the thought aside. I should study the Igniting Blood Sword Skill first.

「Meanwhile, at Wutong Peak.」

Inside the grand hall at its summit, SLAP! A crisp sound echoed through the air.

A bright red handprint appeared on She Zhihong’s face. Standing before him was Ning Shan, her face frosty with anger.

"Ning..." She Zhihong began. After being slapped, he immediately fell to his knees with a thud. "Senior Sister, I was wrong."

"So now you dare to make decisions on your own, do you?" Ning Shan lifted her slender white leg, kicking him to the ground.

In pain, She Zhihong tried to get up, only to have a delicate foot press down on his head. "Elder Dongfang is close with our Master, and even I have to show some courtesy to her people. Yet you dared to lay a hand on them." Ning Shan’s eyes narrowed slightly, her slender white foot pressing down firmly on his scalp, gradually exerting more pressure. "Master wants this matter to be settled quickly, and here you are, trying to create more chaos for Master?"

"Senior Sister... I was muddle-headed for a moment... I’m sorry..." She Zhihong was in pain. Her foot, though delicate and soft, felt like a heavy stone crushing him, making it hard to breathe.

"Do you really know what you did wrong?" A playful look appeared on Ning Shan’s face. Suddenly, she withdrew her foot, crouching down to face him eye to eye.

"Senior Sister, I... I really am sorry." The sound of She Zhihong’s breath grew heavier.

"Are you excited?" Ning Shan suddenly smiled broadly.

"I..." She Zhihong was startled; a rush of panic spread through his heart. His entire body stiffened.

"Does it hurt?" Ning Shan began to gently stroke his cheek.

"No... it doesn’t hurt..." She Zhihong, to his own surprise, revealed a contented smile. How could it hurt? He only felt Ning Shan’s skin was smooth and tender, her fingertips as delicate as silk, haunting his dreams.

Disgust flashed in Ning Shan’s eyes as she pulled back her hand. She Zhihong felt an immense void inside him.

"It’s good you know your mistake. Remember this: focus on your cultivation and stay out of matters that don’t concern you." Ning Shan stood and walked towards the exit. "If this happens again, I won’t be so lenient."

"Senior... Senior Sister..." Just then, She Zhihong raised his head to speak.

"Is there anything else?" Ning Shan paused.

"Senior Sister, tomorrow, do you have some time? I heard that a secret realm has appeared outside Cloud City. Perhaps we could..."

"No, I already have plans with Wen..." Ning Shan cut him off decisively and continued walking without stopping.

She Zhihong lay prostrate on the ground, watching her graceful retreating figure, his eyes gradually growing dark and sullen.