Cultivation Starts from Farming-Chapter 766 - 352: True Monarch Lan Ling

"Speaking of which, Xu Ping took out a jade box from the storage ring: "Senior Sister, look, what is this?"

True Monarch Lan Ling was slightly taken aback and accepted the jade box.

Gently opening it, a golden pill the size of a dragon’s eye came into view. Dragon patterns coiled around its surface, emitting a rich aroma, with a faint golden dragon swimming within.

"Dragon Breaker Pill!"

True Monarch Lan Ling recognized the pill at first glance and couldn’t help but exclaim.

For a cultivator at the Early-Stage Nascent Soul, this level of pill is simply a supreme treasure.

Over the years, although True Monarch Lan Ling’s cultivation has slowly advanced to the Peak of Early-stage Nascent Soul, she had no certainty of breaking through to Mid-Stage Nascent Soul.

With this Dragon Breaker Pill, her chances of breaking through could increase by at least thirty percent.

"Junior brother... are you really giving me this Dragon Breaker Pill?"

True Monarch Lan Ling lightly bit her lip, her face slightly red, her starry eyes containing an unusual emotion.

The preciousness of this pill is enough to make veteran cultivators stuck at the Peak of Early-stage Nascent Soul for centuries willing to fight to the death, regardless of the cost.

And yet Junior Brother Yan is handing it to her so calmly?

Seeing Senior Sister Lan’s captivating demeanor, Xu Ping was momentarily dazed, but quickly composed himself, stating seriously:

"Of course, it is for Senior Sister. After all, Senior Sister has given me significant help since I entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons."

"Naturally, I should repay in kind!"

"Is it just to repay your debt?"

True Monarch Lan Ling slightly parted her red lips, her eyes seemingly shrouded in mist. She gazed at Xu Ping with a tender affection.

The air in the sleeping chamber seemed to stagnate, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became subtle.

"I..."

Xu Ping’s heart skipped a beat, just about to speak, but he was then overwhelmed by a fragrant breeze.

A pair of warm red lips unceremoniously pressed against his own.

For a moment, the sleeping chamber was filled only with the sound of their hurried breathing.

...

Three days later.

True Monarch Lan Ling’s bedchamber no longer carried its erstwhile cool and ethereal aura.

Bed canopy lay slumped and sagging, and several exquisite pieces of furniture made from millennia-old spirit wood were twisted and deformed, scattered in disarray.

The torn, elegant blue palace dress, the crumpled cloud-patterned silk socks, and the delicate embroidered shoes... silently testified to the intense battle that had just occurred.

The air lingered with a fragrance, mingled with the unique refreshing scent of a woman’s body, and the heated breath after the discharge of spiritual power; it exuded a captivating and thrilling allure.

Splash——

In the adjacent warm pool of the spiritual spring, the water rippled, steaming with ethereal white mist, like clouds surging in the sea.

In the pool, Xu Ping was bare-chested, his physique robust like the chiseled form of an ancient god, every inch of his skin brimming with terrifying explosive strength.

He embraced an exquisite body as beautiful as icy jade; it was True Monarch Lan Ling—Senior Sister Zhaoxue.

In this moment, True Monarch Lan Ling no longer possessed the icy serenity of the Ice Fairy she usually carried.

She rested her head weakly on Xu Ping’s shoulder, her long black hair like a waterfall, damply clinging to the sleek curves of her back and chest, her icy skin and jade bones suffused with an intoxicating blush.

The hurried breathing had not yet settled, and every inhale and exhale carried with it a languid charm that made the heart tremble.

The vast mana at the Peak of Early-stage Nascent Soul within her seemed to be drained of more than half, leaving only a bone-aching weakness.

"Senior Sister Zhaoxue..."

Ping’s deep voice echoed amidst the mist, with a hint of tenderness that was hard to detect. His long fingers brushed aside her damp hair at her forehead,

"Though your cultivation has reached the Peak of Early-stage Nascent Soul, the foundation still has slight flaws that need careful refinement. Once it is seamlessly integrated, then you can attempt a realm breakthrough."

"Hmm..."

True Monarch Lan Ling let out a muffled moan, like a dream, her long eyelashes trembling as she barely opened her eyes, her gaze misty and delicate, filled with a mixture of shyness and helplessness.

She wanted to raise her hand, but felt as if all the bones in her body had fallen apart.

Crash!

An arm, incomparably soft and smooth like flawless jade, reached out from the mist, laying softly on the edge of the warm pool.

Beneath the water, True Monarch Lan Ling’s vaguely discernible icy jade body clung tightly to Xu Ping, a beauty beyond the mortal realm, but as soft as spring water, lacking even the strength to speak, only letting out faint murmurs.

Seeing this scene, even though Xu Ping’s heart had been tempered to be "sacred like an ancient Buddha," his calm heart could not help but ripple slightly.

He smiled bitterly to himself, thinking that his "Profound Turtle Mountain-Suppressing Skill" had forged a fourth-rank body refining physique, too domineering and strong.

Even such a Nascent Soul female cultivator as Senior Sister Zhaoxue struggled to endure its conquest.

With his fingers, warm with the pool’s water, caressing True Monarch Lan Ling’s porcelain-like delicate shoulders and back, Xu Ping spoke again softly:

"Junior brother will soon need to go out, traveling to a certain secret realm. Senior Sister might want to delay the realm breakthrough until my return, when I can personally guard you, ensuring utmost safety."

After a while, True Monarch Lan Ling finally managed to catch her breath.

Her exquisite face lifted from the hazy mist, akin to a lotus flower emerging from water, her snowy porcelain skin flushed with a seductive pink hue. She glared at Xu Ping with shy annoyance:

"I’m not some naive child, how could I not understand these truths."

"Senior Sister’s cultivation is profound, and your mind is clear. Junior brother knows this well."

Xu Ping’s lips curled with a mischievous smile, his gaze lingering on True Monarch Lan Ling’s stunning face and graceful figure,

"But this immortal body... is still somewhat lacking."

"Senior Sister, in future, should indeed refine it further," Xu Ping added, his tone carrying a hint of suggestion.

"You!"

Upon hearing this, True Monarch Lan Ling’s face turned a shade of red so intense it almost seemed to bleed, glaring at him fiercely.

Her physique had already reached the Third-rank Lower Grade, which was by no means weak. However, the person before her was a fourth-rank body refining monster capable of withstanding a tribulation with his body alone, as powerful as an ancient beast.