Volume 3, Chapter 453 – The Great Primordial Yin Elixir

Chi Xiyan lay flat on her back on the bed, her mind buzzing as though something inside it had broken.

The girl in front of her had already climbed to straddle her waist.

Chi Xiyan wasn’t sure if it was just her imagination, but she thought she saw the girl sitting on her lap quietly lick her lips.

Watching those lips, damp and glistening from the pink tongue that had just swept over them, Chi Xiyan felt her dry throat move on its own.

“Muxue. The method you mentioned, could it be…”

Chi Muxue braced her palm beside Chi Xiyan’s ear. Hearing the question, she lowered her gaze and spoke.

“Sister, do you know that Song Shixuan’s cultivation is already stuck at the peak of the Fifth Realm.”

“That woman, Qu Qingtang, wants me to help him break through.”

Chi Xiyan’s expression froze. Her voice came out low and hoarse. “That woman wants you to use dual cultivation to help him advance?!”

“How could an Immortal Venerable of the sword sect be so shameless!”

Chi Muxue fell silent for a moment.

“People from the sword sect have always been domineering.”

“Sister, I don’t want to see you lose to shameless people like them.”

“So…”

As she spoke, Chi Muxue slipped a pill into Chi Xiyan’s mouth.

The refined potency of the pill dissolved on Chi Xiyan’s tongue, spreading through her like warm streams flowing into every limb and joint.

Chi Muxue leaned down and whispered.

“Please let me treat you as my cauldron, and allow me to draw from you.”

“Sister.”

Chi Xiyan could no longer speak.

Because her mouth was already sealed by something soft and warm.

She suddenly understood what Chi Muxue meant to do.

Dual cultivation through drawing and replenishing, taking yin to nourish yang, was considered a corrupted method.

Between true cultivation partners, where souls merged and spiritual energy flowed freely between them, both sides would benefit from dual cultivation.

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But Chi Xiyan could not offer that in return. Her spiritual energy was depleted, and her cultivation level was far below Chi Muxue’s.

Chi Muxue meant to use herself as the cauldron, to help restore Chi Xiyan’s cultivation.

The scene felt strangely familiar, only reversed from before.

A rich, heady fragrance filled her mouth.

Chi Xiyan felt as though a fire had been lit in her chest.

It was hard to believe that this body, its flame nearly spent, could ignite so easily at the mere brush of the girl’s fingertips.

‘Maybe it’s simply because I’ve been holding back for too long,’ Chi Xiyan thought to herself.

A soft rustling sound followed as plain white silk was skillfully slipped away, bundled up, and tossed to the foot of the bed.

Chi Xiyan felt as though she were pressed against a warm hearth.

Her lower belly grew warm, comfortingly so.

Suddenly, that warmth surged like an electric current, racing from her dantian straight up to the crown of her head.

“ Hss .”

Chi Xiyan bit down on her red lips instinctively, drawing a soft, sharp breath.

For all these years, in order to survive within the Chi family, in order to earn Chi Jingwen’s trust, she had maintained the image of a perfect, refined young lady of a great household.

Dignified, gentle, disciplined, and restrained.

The only time she had ever broken that restraint was when Chi Muxue had been struck by the seduction poison.

A sensation like this, one that seeped into her very bones, this truly was her first time experiencing it.

It was like opening a Pandora’s box.

Reason felt like it was dissolving beneath desire, and surrender was the only melody playing now.

She opened her eyes, clouded with passion.

The girl above her had a faint blush spreading across her plain, pretty face.

So adorable.

Skin against skin, breath against breath, this was affection carried to its very extreme.

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For a hazy moment, Chi Xiyan remembered something, that between the two of them still stood a barrier called moral and natural order.

Heh. Two women falling in love, defying yin and yang?

So what.

Sisters?

Chi Xiyan had long grown tired of that false title between them.

In this world, could there possibly be sisters more intimate than the two of them were right now?

The flame in her chest, as if doused in oil once more, roared higher.

A catalyst called transgression pushed the tide of feeling toward its very peak.

Miss Chi had never once been willing to yield beneath anyone.

The great primordial yin elixir gained through dual cultivation refilled her scorched dao foundation with strength once more.

She flipped their positions, reversing the tide of the encounter.

In that instant, a wave of free, exhilarating pleasure surged up from deep within her consciousness, thread by thread.

Amid that overwhelming release, she felt nothing but ease in body and mind, as though floating toward the heavens themselves.

This feeling, she realized, was even more intoxicating than the tenderness from before.

“So this is what dual cultivation feels like!”

“Exhilarating. Truly exhilarating!”

Chi Xiyan, on top of her own little sister, felt more alive than she ever had before.

“This is what cultivation should be! This is what pursuing immortality should feel like!”

Cultivators toiled endlessly, blind to day or night, blind to the passing of years.

***

By the time Chi Xiyan finally drifted back out of the depths of that cultivation session, she had no idea how much time had passed.

The girl in her arms rested quietly against her, a sweet smile lingering on her face.

Chi Xiyan gently brushed a hand across her cheek.

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She’s like a wisp of cloud, one that would scatter at the slightest touch.

“Mm.”

The girl let out a soft, drowsy sound, her long lashes fluttering.

Her eyes opened, revealing those ink black irises.

“Sister. Did I fall asleep?”

“It’s fine.” Chi Xiyan nuzzled her head gently. “If you’re tired, you can rest a little longer.”

“Mm.”

The girl pressed her lips together and buried her head against the curve of Chi Xiyan’s neck like a little cat, a soft purring hum rumbling steadily in her throat.

“I wish we could just keep sleeping like this forever.”

As she spoke, she found a comfortable spot against Chi Xiyan’s chest and lazily closed her eyes again.

“Lazy little cat.” Chi Xiyan flicked the tip of her nose fondly.

‘Why hadn’t I noticed before how clingy this girl actually is.’

Still, sword body of heaven or not, in this arena, Chi Xiyan had clearly come out on top.

‘This little girl is still far too green.’

“Sister.” The girl’s voice came out soft and kittenish. “Your cultivation should be restored now, shouldn’t it.”

“Mm, it should be.”

Chi Xiyan answered softly. This round of dual cultivation had benefited her enormously.

She could feel that her body was once again brimming with strength.

After all, this was a Sixth Realm sword cultivator personally serving as her cauldron, helping her advance.

Still, ever since waking, Chi Xiyan’s attention had been entirely fixed on the girl in her arms, and she hadn’t yet had the chance to check her own cultivation.

Come to think of it, Song Shixuan had already reached the peak of the Fifth Realm. Even with her cultivation fully restored, it would be difficult to stand against him.

With that thought, Chi Xiyan let out a soft sigh, then turned her focus inward, beginning to examine her own spiritual energy.

Only a few breaths later, her eyes widened in shock.

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“Wait. When did I reach the Fifth Realm?!”

Chi Xiyan discovered that the spiritual energy within her was now as vast as an ocean, surging like crashing waves.

Her entire spiritual sea had expanded nearly tenfold, an entirely different world from before.

“Is this what spiritual energy feels like for a Fifth Realm cultivator?”

“You’re at the middle stage of the Fifth Realm, just one step away from Song Shixuan at the peak of the Fifth Realm.” The girl lay draped over her, poking gently at the soft skin on her body with one finger.

“Sister, middle stage Fifth Realm is probably the absolute limit your body can handle right now.”

Chi Xiyan suddenly understood, this entire boost to her cultivation had been the girl’s doing.

And middle stage Fifth Realm was not the girl’s limit, but Chi Xiyan’s own limit in this moment.

“Muxue.” Chi Xiyan bit down hard on her lower lip. “The method of drawing and replenishing is a corrupted path. Your own cultivation will be affected.”

“It’s fine, Sister.” The girl said. “My cultivation is far higher than yours.”

“The part you drew from me, it’ll probably take a year or two of practice to restore.”

“What matters is, Sister won’t lose to Song Shixuan. Right?”

Chi Muxue lifted her head, gazing up at Chi Xiyan with glistening eyes.

Chi Xiyan felt as though her throat had closed up, unable to form a single word.

Xue’er possessed a heaven sent sword body, her rate of cultivation was frighteningly fast.

And even so, she would still need a year or two to recover what she had lost.

Chi Xiyan could only imagine how much this act of dual cultivation would truly cost her.

And more dangerous still.

If the Lingxiao Sword Sect ever learned that the young sect master’s future wife, personally chosen by the Sword Venerable herself, had been drawn from through dual cultivation for a great primordial yin elixir, the fury that would follow was unthinkable.

That, more than anything else, was the true danger the two of them now faced.

With that thought, Chi Xiyan let out a long sigh.

“Xue’er. I won’t lose to Song Shixuan.”