Si Lei Zhenjun

Chu Xing took out the small bone sword, gently stroked the blade with one finger, and sighed, "Alas, I wonder if what my baby said, that seeing this is like seeing her, is true?"

"Why would the Palace Master give you this?"

Wan Qiutan opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

"To tell you the truth, your Palace Master was attracted by my beauty and wanted to take me as his concubine. Suddenly, the image of Miss Wan Qiu appeared in my mind, and I refused without a second thought.

But your Palace Master was adamant, saying that even if she couldn't have my heart, she would have me. I resisted desperately, but my cultivation was insufficient, so she defiled me. This little bone sword was the money she paid me for whoring."

As he spoke, Chu Xing couldn't suppress the trembling at the corners of his mouth and covered his face with his hands.

Wan Qiu gently covered her mouth with her slender and soft hands, trying to suppress her laughter, but the crisp laughter still slipped out from between her fingers.

Seeing Chu Xing's gaze, he straightened his face and snorted coldly: "Hmph, if the Palace Master hears what you said, you won't even know how to die."

"Her personality is indeed erratic, but considering that she is a demon cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, it seems normal that she has some mental problems."

Chu Xing nodded in agreement.

"By the way, Miss Wanqiu, what is your cultivation level?"

"The early stage of He Dao." Wan Qiu's face darkened slightly. She stared at Chu Xing unkindly and said coldly, "Do you think I'm normal?"

"No wonder I felt so close to my sister the first time I saw her."

Chu Xing gave a flattering smile and said, "I wonder if my sister has a lost brother whom she has never met?"

"That's impossible, brother. I'm over a hundred years old. If you want to claim kinship, you can call me grandma."

Her bright almond-shaped eyes were slightly narrowed, as lovely as a crescent moon, her cherry lips were gently pursed, and her face was full of teasing.

Chu Xing was stunned when he heard this. It took him a long while to come back to his senses. He said, "How can that be? Miss Wanqiu looks like a young girl. Calling her grandma would make you look old."

"Puff, let's see if you dare to make random connections in the world of immortal cultivation in the future."

Wan Qiu couldn't help but chuckle when she saw his frustrated look.

"Next time I take you to meet my brother-in-law who is hundreds of years old, you won't think so."

Chu Xing secretly felt disdainful, and suddenly thought of his "brother-in-law" Wang Huntian. He had been undercover and had not obtained any information. It would be difficult to explain if he went back like this.

He pondered for a moment, then said, "Miss Wanqiu, when I was at the branch office in Sanxi Town, I heard that our Qiangui Sect seemed to be planning to attack Huntian Immortal City soon. Is this true?"

"Why, do you want to get information from me and report it back?" Wan Qiu asked jokingly.

"My dear has already given me the token. Doesn't that prove that I'm not an undercover agent of the Immortal Sect?"

Chu Xing raised the small bone sword in his hand, paused, and said, "I'm just very short of spirit stones, and I want to see if I can get some."

Wan Qiu frowned slightly and thought for a long time before saying, "I also happened to hear the Palace Master mention it, but I don't know much. Because the Thousand Puppet Sect has been declining in recent years, the Sect Master, the Palace Master, and the Great Elder had already agreed to plunder an immortal city. In the end, considering that the Lord of Huntian Immortal City was the only one who was not a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm, they chose Huntian Immortal City."

"Are all the cultivators from Qiankui Sect going?" Chu Xing asked again.

Wan Qiu shook her head and said, "No, the Great Elder is old and has long lost his ambition. He will definitely not go to Blood Crow Ridge. And we at the White Bone Palace won the last competition. We have sufficient resources for the next ten years, so we probably won't go either."

Chu Xing nodded slightly and said, "So the only place we're going is the Ten Thousand Corpse Cave, right? Can I go with you?"

Wan Qiu was slightly stunned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you are short of spirit stones, I can lend them to you first. You are only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, so you will be cannon fodder on this mission."

"Then I'll think about it."

Chu Xing raised a smile and said, "By the way, when will they take action?"

"October 1st, humph, I won't stop you if you want to die then."

Wan Qiu said this coldly, then got into bed with her back to him.

It seems to be the end of August now, more than a month away...

Chu Xing understood, leaned over and stretched out a hand, waving it in front of her eyes, raised his brows slightly and said, "Why don't you tie the magic red rope for me?"

Wan Qiu slapped his hand away, took out a red rope from the storage bag beside the bed and threw it on him, saying unhappily, "If you want to tie yourself up, go ahead and leave me alone."

Chu Xing smiled, wrapped one end of the red rope around one of his hands, and then pulled the slender hand of the woman in front of him.

The woman struggled several times before finally letting him wrap the other end of the red rope around her hand.

"It's already tied up, why don't you let go of my hands?"

Wan Qiu found that one of her small hands was held tightly by him. She struggled slightly and said angrily.

Chu Xing wanted to tease her, so he pretended not to hear and closed his eyes and went to sleep.

……

Five days later, at the gate of Hun Tian Immortal City.

Chu Xing flew in a white sedan and landed on an open space not far from the city gate.

"Miss Wanqiu, we have arrived at the Huntian Fairy City." He looked helplessly at Wanqiu, who was sitting gracefully and quietly on the couch with her eyes closed.

When he woke up that day, he found Wan Qiu sleeping soundly on his chest. He didn't know whether this woman was angry with him for holding her hand or angry with her own indecent sleeping posture. She had ignored him for the past few days.

Wan Qiu stood up gracefully, took lotus steps and walked alone to the end of the line of people heading towards the city gate.

Chu Xing smiled, put away the sedan chair magic weapon, walked silently behind her without saying anything else.

About half an hour later, the two entered the city.

Chu Xing rented a spirit beast at the city gate, and then took Wan Qiu slowly towards the City Lord's Mansion, and finally arrived at an inn not far from the City Lord's Mansion.

Wan Qiu frowned slightly and asked with a puzzled look on her face, "Aren't you going home? Why are you here at the inn?"

"My house is rather simple, and it's not even convenient to take a shower. You and I have been traveling for several days, so why don't you rest in the inn for one night?"

Chu Xing jumped off the spirit beast's back and explained.

Wan Qiu rolled her eyes at Chu Xing, curled her lips and said, "Humph, a grown man like you're so delicate."