Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 502 I'm so frustrated!
"Moreover, given that Fellow Daoist Nie's current strength is comparable to that of a Mahayana cultivator, once your cultivation reaches the peak of the Integration stage, your strength will increase several times over. You might even be able to protect yourself against the three great ancestors of the Demon Race. At that time, you can take Silver Moon and venture into the Demon Source Sea. Over countless millennia, countless powerful beings from all realms have attempted to cleanse the Spirit Pool and the Purifying Lotus, but only a handful have truly succeeded. It would be truly strange if Fellow Daoist couldn't succeed with your strength."

As she continued, Mo Jianli chuckled softly.

"With your aptitudes, coupled with the miraculous effects of the Cleansing Spirit Pool and the Purifying Spirit Lotus in cleansing your marrow and changing your meridians, you should have at least a 30-40% chance of advancing to the Mahayana stage. However, although I have learned some things from Yin Yue, I still need to ask you personally to be completely at ease." Elder Ao Xiao nodded slightly, then suddenly looked at Nie Zhaonan and changed the subject.

"Fellow Daoist, please feel free to ask any questions you may have," Nie Zhaonan said, his expression showing some doubt.

"You have indeed become a disciple of Fellow Daoist Yue Li?" Ao Xiao asked solemnly.

When it came to serious matters, Mo Jianli's expression also became serious.

“Exactly.” Nie Zhaonan nodded calmly and answered decisively.

“True spirits are always elusive, appearing and disappearing like dragons. You didn’t have your current cultivation level back then, so how did you have the opportunity to meet her and become her disciple?” Ao Xiao asked without hesitation.

"That's a long story, it goes back a thousand years, to when I ascended to heaven."

Nie Zhaonan spoke slowly, briefly recounting how he encountered the True Spirits fighting in the void and then unexpectedly arrived in the True Dragon Realm.

Upon hearing the words "Dragon Island" and "Golden Dragon Elder," Ao Xiao and Mo Jianli couldn't help but open their mouths slightly and widen their eyes.

They truly hadn't expected that Nie Zhaonan would actually travel to the True Dragon Realm and even visit Dragon Island.

While feeling amazed by Nie Zhaonan's miraculous encounter, she no longer had any doubts about Nie Zhaonan becoming Yue Li's disciple.

After chatting for a while, Ancestor Ao Xiao asked Yin Yue to take Nie Zhaonan to his room to cultivate.

However, after the two left, Ancestor Ao Xiao and Mo Jianli did not leave immediately, but continued to chat.

“Old Monster Ao Xiao, I see a lot of mystery surrounding this Fellow Daoist Nie. What he said before was probably just a tiny fraction of his experiences,” Mo Jianli said thoughtfully.

"I also find it hard to see through him. I only know that he cultivates a divine sense technique, and the strength of his divine sense is already infinitely close to that of a Mahayana cultivator. The body-refining technique he cultivates is also very skillful, and the strength of his physical body has far surpassed that of the seven great demon kings of my demon race. As for the mana within his body, although I cannot detect it with my divine sense, it gives me a sense of vastness and power. Terrifying, truly terrifying. Any one of the techniques he cultivates could easily create a powerful expert, let alone all three combined in one person. It is not surprising at all that he can fight against a Mahayana cultivator who is a whole realm above him." Elder Ao Xiao said very cautiously.

"Hmm, he doesn't look very old. I wonder how he managed to get so many great opportunities," Mo Jianli suddenly smiled and said with some envy.

“If he doesn’t tell us, there’s nothing we can do about it, and what others have might not be suitable for us. We can only hope that at least one of him and Yin Yuezhong can advance to the Mahayana stage, otherwise you will really be left to fend for yourself in the future.” As he finished speaking, Ancestor Ao Xiao’s voice carried a hint of worry.

"Ao Xiao, are you really not going to survive the next great calamity?" Mo Jianli suddenly felt a little sad.

"Having lived this long, witnessed Silver Moon find a good home, and seen the future of both the human and demon races promising, I have no regrets." Ancestor Ao Xiao's voice was calm, and he smiled with relief.

“There might still be a chance,” Mo Jianli said, stroking his beard as if suddenly remembering something.

He then didn't continue the topic, but instead brought up other things:

"Fellow Daoist Nie has done a remarkable job this time. However, the loss of two Nascent Soul cultivators from the True Spirit Family is a significant loss for our human race."

"Your human race's True Spirit families do indeed produce higher-level cultivators than ordinary ones of the same level. But by the same token, it's far more difficult for these True Spirit families to produce higher-level cultivators than for ordinary ones. In my opinion, there's no need to pay too much attention to it," said Ancestor Ao Xiao dismissively.

"That's not how it works. After all, they possess the blood of true spirits. Once a Nascent Soul cultivator appears, they will be a major fighting force for our human race. It's still worth looking forward to."

"But in my eyes, among these True Spirit families, only Old Monster Long and that girl from the Ye family are worth paying attention to. Moreover, the proportion of True Spirit families that produce Nascent Soul cultivators is far lower than that of the major royal families of my demon race," said Ancestor Ao Xiao with a sneer.

"Your demon race has produced many talented royal families, which the True Spirit Clan cannot compare to. However, my human race is numerous, and there are still many people with amazing potential among them, such as Fellow Daoist Nie." Mo Jianli frowned at first, then quickly relaxed and chuckled, turning the tables on the other side.

"Hmph!" Ancestor Ao Xiao snorted coldly, and remained silent for a moment.

On the other side, Yin Yue also led Nie Zhaonan to the door of a room.

"Brother Nie, you've already had a long and tiring journey back, and you even had a great battle with the Wood Clan's Mahayana cultivators. Just rest here and make sure you get back to Tianyuan City in less than a day." Yin Yue reached out and pushed open the door, but stood by the door without any intention of going in.

"Yinyue, why have you become so distant after a thousand years?" Nie Zhaonan supported her slender waist and pulled her into the house.

With a creak, the door closed by itself.

“Brother Nie, Grandfather and Senior Mo are both on this flying boat,” Yin Yue said, expressing her concerns. However, she obediently stayed in Nie Zhaonan’s arms, and with a simple gesture, she cast a spell on the door.

Suddenly, the door's protective barrier flashed with light, then spread to the walls of the entire room, completely enveloping the area.

"Silver Moon, your actions are quite honest, aren't they?" Nie Zhaonan teased softly, inhaling the alluring fragrance of the beauty in his arms.

Yinyue slightly raised her head, gazing at the face so close to hers, and softly spoke:

“Brother Nie, you have many sisters by your side, so you are not lonely at all. How can I suffer like you, having to go into seclusion all by myself?”

Instead of her longing, she was met with a heavy slap.

"You're hurting me." Yinyue rubbed her buttocks; she knew without a doubt that it was red.

Hearing her resentful voice, Nie Zhaonan remained unmoved and said somewhat angrily:
"You keep calling me 'Brother Nie,' it seems our relationship has cooled down a bit."

Unexpectedly, it was because of this. Yin Yue chuckled, her beautiful eyes sparkling, and said in a sweet voice:
“My lord, I was wrong. I always mentioned you in front of my elders, so I naturally had to address you more appropriately.” “That’s more like it.” Nie Zhaonan smiled faintly, and sat down on the chair at the table with Yin Yue in his arms.

"Hmph, my husband only knows how to bully me. We've been in the Spirit Realm for so long, but you haven't even sent me a message. Have you already forgotten about me?" Yin Yue wrapped her arms around his neck and gave a slightly resentful huff.

“I learned from Fairy Silverlight that you are in seclusion breaking through to the Integration stage. Of course, I can’t disturb you at such a crucial time.” Nie Zhaonan said without thinking.

As he spoke, he reached out a hand and gently stroked the silky smooth face of the stunningly beautiful woman before him, as if caressing some priceless treasure.

"That's more like it." Yinyue enjoyed his caress, wrinkled her delicate nose, and said with considerable satisfaction.

But gradually, her expression became somewhat puzzled, and she involuntarily shifted her hips:
"Husband, this isn't like you. How can you resist the urge to react? Is it that I'm not very attractive to you, or has your resistance to beauty increased as your cultivation level has risen?"

Despite the astonishing sensation, Nie Zhaonan remained unmoved, his expression unchanged as he calmly said:
"We've been reunited for so long. If I were to only think about doing that with you, wouldn't I be too beastly?"

He certainly couldn't say that he had been drained dry by Yue Li and would probably be in a state of sagehood for the next few years, without a trace of desire.

To be honest, this was the first time he had ever lost. In the past, even if Nangong Wan, Yuan Yao, Wang Ning, and Nie Ying all came at him, he was not afraid at all and treated them as easily as if they were nothing.

But Yue Li taught him a lesson.

"I don't believe it." Yin Yue shook her head repeatedly. She knew her man better than anyone; something must have gone wrong.

"Believe it or not," Nie Zhaonan said, half-jokingly, with a hint of helplessness.

Yin Yueyu was taken aback, unsure whether to believe it or not. However, she quickly stopped dwelling on the matter and instead inquired about something she was more concerned about:
"When we parted ways at Kunwu Mountain, you were only at the late Nascent Soul stage, while I was at the late Deity Transformation stage. Since returning to the Upper Realm, I have been diligently cultivating. With the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual medicine you gave me and the cultivation resources my grandfather provided, my cultivation speed has been quite fast, you could say it has progressed rapidly. But now that we meet again, you have advanced to the Integration stage before me and possess strength far exceeding your own level. This is truly outrageous!"

In the end, Yin Yue felt somewhat deflated, wondering what all her years of cultivation had amounted to.

Nie Zhaonan lowered his head affectionately and kissed her beautiful lips, then chuckled and said:
"Compared to me, Yue'er, you think too highly of yourself. Even those monstrous cultivators in the nearby realms are far inferior to me. Besides, you have your grandfather to help you, and I have also had my master's assistance. I have never lacked elixirs to improve my cultivation, and I have never stopped for even a moment along the way."

Suddenly, Yin Yue sensed something was wrong from his tone. She stopped paying attention to cultivation levels and hurriedly asked:

"What exactly is the relationship between my husband and that fellow Daoist Yue Li?"

"What else could our relationship be? We're master and disciple." Nie Zhaonan's lips twitched. He had been a little too smug, which had allowed Yin Yue to catch a glimpse of his true intentions.

"Alas, what secrets can't my husband tell me?" Yin Yue sighed deeply, and after a long while, she said with her lips slightly bitten.

Knowing that Yin Yue was acting, Nie Zhaonan was soft-hearted and didn't hide anything from her:
"Her and I are like you and me."

"Tsk tsk tsk," Yin Yue's jade-like face suddenly became incredibly interesting and excited:
"My husband is truly audacious and reckless, doing whatever he pleases and committing such a heinous act!"

"I want to see you attack her rear!"

Nie Zhaonan looked shocked and couldn't help but cough a few times:

"What kind of wild and insolent words are these? Even I have used more than that."

“She’s really clever, of course I’m very curious. My husband is really capable to have won her over. Besides, we’re sisters, she shouldn’t refuse, right? At worst, I’ll let her see first.”

Yinyue replied softly and logically, not forgetting to praise her husband in between.

Seeing Nie Zhaonan's hesitant and troubled expression, Yinyue pouted and said:

"My husband wouldn't be exaggerating or teasing me, would he?"

"Ruyin knows about this too. If you don't believe me, you can go ask her." Nie Zhaonan glanced at Yinyue and replied indifferently.

"What is my husband hesitating about?" Yin Yue asked, her heart stirred.

“You know she’s a true spirit, of noble status, and most likely wouldn’t allow you to stand by and watch at a time like that. Besides, her strength far surpasses yours, so you wouldn’t have a chance to peek.” Nie Zhaonan said slowly, as if he had thought about this topic beforehand.

“Huh, all of this is just an excuse, my husband. In the end, it's because you haven't completely subdued her.” As someone with experience, Yin Yue instantly saw the key point.

Nie Zhaonan's expression stiffened, clearly stung by her words, but he quickly regained his composure and said:
"My current strength is only about the same as hers. It's already quite an achievement that I was able to make her submit and acknowledge me, and that was after I used some underhanded tactics. Let's take it slow; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"I see," Silver Moon said with a look of realization, then spoke confidently:
"I believe in my husband's abilities and that he will grant me my wish."

"Yue'er, you've really been holding back for a while." Nie Zhaonan shook his head helplessly.

"That's all my husband's fault." Yin Yue looked at Nie Zhaonan with a smile in her eyes. "Now that I've reached the Integration Realm and my cultivation technique has been perfected, I don't need to worry about anything like before, and there won't be any drawbacks that would shorten my lifespan. When does my husband plan to make me your true woman?"

"Moon, you can come whenever you want, even now." Nie Zhaonan lowered his head.

"You're so annoying~" Yin Yue said coquettishly, tilting her chin up and passionately responding to the other's rain of kisses.

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