System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

The mist rising from the Divine Blood Cauldron was like a light veil. Chen Xuan sat inside, reaching out his hand to the two women, his palm seemingly radiating a soft light.

This was the first time Tianxing and Zimo had seen Chen Xuan's naked upper body so closely, and their gazes were involuntarily drawn to him. The legendary Crimson Bright Divine Body was revealed in its entirety; on his exposed skin, the Taiyin Dao patterns and the Taiyang Dao patterns intertwined, like a flowing galaxy, mysterious and magnificent. The patterns appeared and disappeared in the misty vapor within the cauldron, exuding a mesmerizing aura.

Tianxing's cheeks flushed instantly. She secretly glanced at Zimo beside her, who was also trembling slightly with nervousness, and a determined glint flashed in her eyes. Suddenly, she stiffened her neck, looking defiant, and decisively took off her coat.

The inner lining of the magical artifact barely covered her body, revealing her smooth, delicate shoulders and jade-like neck. Bathed in the flickering firelight within the cauldron, her skin glowed with a soft luster, adding a touch of alluring charm.

“Since we’ve already decided… Zi Mo, we’ll be his people sooner or later. Come on, come with me.” Her voice carried a hint of decisiveness, as if declaring a firm resolve.

In contrast, Zi Mo appeared slightly awkward after removing her outer garment. She wore only a thin bodice, and her usually tall and slender figure now revealed astonishing curves. Her waist was so slender that it seemed only an A4 sheet of paper could be placed horizontally within it, and its perfect arc was breathtaking.

Even Chen Xuan's gaze lingered for two seconds, a hint of amazement flashing in his eyes.

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge your eyes out, you hear me?" Tianxing saw Chen Xuan staring blankly at Zi Mo, so he deliberately put on a stern face to tease and threaten him, but there was a mischievous smile in his eyes.

Chen Xuan turned his head hastily in embarrassment, his ear tips slightly red, looking quite awkward. This scene caused the two women to burst out laughing, their clear and melodious laughter echoing inside the cauldron, breaking the previously tense atmosphere.

Then, without hesitation, they leaped into the Nine Sons Fire Cauldron, their movements as light as butterflies.

It should be noted that even powerful cultivators like Zhan Xin and Gu Ying were in excruciating pain and turned pale when they first immersed themselves in the Heavenly Demon True Blood Elixir. This shows that this sacred medicine, which contains ancient power, is extremely demanding on one's physical constitution.

Tianxing primarily cultivates the Divine Demon Body Refinement technique, possessing a relatively strong physical foundation. However, the moment she stepped into the True Blood, her jade-like skin was instantly scorched with large red marks. Intense pain surged like a tidal wave, causing her to instinctively want to escape.

But looking into Chen Xuan's trusting gaze, a gaze that seemed to possess boundless power, gave her courage and support. She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, and swallowed back the cry of pain that welled up in her mouth, her face full of stubbornness and determination.

Zi Mo, whose physical body was even weaker, was in an even more dire situation. The moment she fell into the pool of true blood, her face turned ashen white, as if her skin was melting away, and every inch of her muscles was enduring excruciating pain.

The pain felt like countless silver needles piercing her body, almost unbearable. Yet she bit her lip tightly, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth and congealing into a drop on her chin, unwilling to disappoint Chen Xuan with her vulnerability. Her eyes held pain, but even more so, they reflected her trust in Chen Xuan.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan was startled, only then realizing that Zi Mo was not a body-refining cultivator. His eyes were filled with regret and heartache. He quickly reached out and pulled her into his arms, his movements gentle and swift, as if he were protecting a precious treasure.

With a wave of his hand, a spatial barrier rose up like a shield, blocking 70% of the true blood from invading. Zi Mo's tense body suddenly relaxed, and he leaned weakly against Chen Xuan's chest, his breathing rapid and shallow, his face full of exhaustion.

"I...I'm sorry." Zi Mo raised her head, her eyes filled with self-reproach, her voice as weak as a mosquito's buzz. She felt she had held back, unable to bear this pain as bravely as Tian Xing.

Chen Xuan gently stroked her delicate nose and said softly, "Everyone has their own talent. The Divine Demon Body Refinement has a natural advantage in body tempering, but it is not the only standard for measuring excellence. You have your own unique strengths, and in my heart, you are equally irreplaceable."

His voice was gentle yet firm, like a warm current flowing into Zi Mo's heart.

Zi Mo was slightly relieved, and hope rekindled in his eyes. He said firmly, "I will work hard to become stronger, hoping that one day I can truly help you. I don't want to be a burden to you; I want to fight alongside you."

Chen Xuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, smiling as he said, "When I took you in, I wasn't looking for any powerful backers. What I cherish most is the ease and comfort I feel when I'm with you. Having you by my side on this long path of cultivation is the greatest meaning behind my decision."

In the lifespan of cultivators, which often lasts for hundreds or even tens of thousands of years, emotions have long transcended physical pleasure. They are more about the bonds and concerns accumulated over the years, and the warmth of supporting each other in times of difficulty.

Nestled in Chen Xuan's arms, Zi Mo felt his strong heartbeat and noticed his gaze. Her already flushed cheeks burned even hotter, as if they were about to burst into flames.

But now that she had someone she loved, she was no longer shy. Instead, she wanted to show all her beauty to her beloved. "Chen Xuan..." she called softly, her voice filled with hesitation and anticipation.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xuan asked, absorbing the power of the true blood while gently stroking her smooth back. His movements were soft and soothing, as if he were comforting a frightened kitten.

"If I can't keep up with you and become a burden to you... I will no longer appear before you. I won't wait for you to take the initiative..." Recalling Chen Xuan's power when he instantly killed the disciples of Evil Dragon Mountain, Zi Mo felt powerless, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

She was afraid of becoming a burden to Chen Xuan, afraid of not being able to walk alongside him.

Chen Xuan gently flicked her forehead, feigning anger, and said, "Stop overthinking. Why don't you learn from Tianxing's carefree attitude? With me, you don't need to compare yourself to anyone. Just be yourself. No matter what, you'll always be in my heart."

Zi Mo buried her face in his chest shyly. This was the first time in all her years of cultivation that she had been so intimately scolded by a man, but her heart was filled with sweetness.

Chen Xuan looked at Tianxing, who was gritting her teeth and persevering, and understood. Although the two women had very different personalities, they both kept this worry to themselves.

He pondered for a moment, then hugged Zi Mo and said, "Since my strength puts pressure on you, why not change your goal—become the headmaster of the academy? That way, as long as my tribe still exists, you will be of great help in the future."

Your wisdom and talent will surely enable you to train outstanding disciples who will make a tremendous contribution to the development of our tribe.

"Sect Leader? Your tribe?" Zi Mo was somewhat confused, her eyes full of questions. From the moment they met, she and Tian Xing knew about Chen Xuan's intimacy with Qing Tian Yu'er, and had also heard rumors about his affair with Zhan Xin Xian Zi. Now that Chen Xuan had brought up the plan himself, she was rather surprised.

“My tribe is located in a remote part of Qingtian County. Once you, Tianxing, and Zhanxin become sect leaders, you can help me teach the descendants of my tribe. Isn’t this another way of fighting side by side? With your help, my tribe will definitely become stronger and stronger, and then I can truly pursue the true path of freedom.”

After Chen Xuan finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his plan was rather cunning and shrewd, and an embarrassed smile appeared on his lips.

Zi Mo suddenly realized, her beautiful eyes widening: "So, when you approached Zhan Xin back then, was it also... with this in mind?"

Seeing Zi Mo scrutinizing him with such a strange look, Chen Xuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. After coughing a few times, he glared at Zi Mo and said, "Your swearing is really awful."