Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Little Fox cheerfully waved her fist at Meng Yu, signaling "see you tomorrow," then turned her head, only to encounter her ancestor's look of utter despair.

She blinked, blinked again, not understanding what had happened.

...

Meng Yu felt somewhat numb, the fierce battle of two hours had been exhausting. Once he relaxed, he found thinking difficult.

Entering his room and taking a seat, his mind was still fixated on the myriad scenarios of the battlefield.

Sword techniques flowed through his mind, numerous details resurfacing, until a sweet voice interrupted his thoughts.

"My Lord, the bedding and everything else are ready."

Lan Qiong's voice was gentle and serene, a blush of shyness on her face.

Meng Yu hummed a response, paying little attention to these trivial details.

He had died in battle twenty-seven times, a full twenty-seven times, each time teetering on the edge of life and death!

True Monarch Baiseng had guessed correctly, he too had reached his limit; his use of a soft and gentle sword technique in the final battle against True Monarch Yu Xia was because at that moment, he truly felt weary.

A traveler who had walked for a year suddenly sees the mountain's peak; after fighting for three months with only one enemy left, not even Growing Golden Lotus could stave off his fatigue.

His body and Divine Soul told him, to log off, to rest.

But why was there such a burning, difficult hardness on his body?

Just then, Lan Qiong had gracefully arranged the soft bed, her voluptuous and graceful figure swaying before him, her long, straight legs exuding an infinite seductive charm, and ample whiteness peeking out from her neckline.

This temptress, she was definitely seducing him!

The skin as white as snow, the woman completed her bed-making, then came around and bent over in courteous bow, ready to leave.

She, with her noble and elegant demeanor, was like a blooming lotus, pure and flawless.

Feeling Meng Yu's gaze, she grew shy while bending down, her body becoming even softer.

"Kneel."

Suddenly, Meng Yu spoke firmly and then grasped her shoulders.

...

On the Flying Boat.

Amidst the battle on the Ascension List, Fairy Taohua left the tangle of her sisters, declaring she had important tasks to attend to, then summoned Bu Shixian and Hua Miaochai to come over for a bath and change of clothes.

Her good sisters looked at each other with secretive smiles.

After the fight started, Meng Yu left through the porthole of the Flying Boat, returning to his room.

It was a tremendously difficult battle where Meng Yu needed to focus every bit of his Divine Sense to the sharpest edge.

The three beauties knelt side by side outside Meng Yu's room, and when the battle ended, they entered.

"We'll take care of Sect Leader; you all guard the Flying Boat and prevent any disturbances."

"Tell Master Tianyue that Sect Leader Meng is adjusting his breath and can meet tomorrow, negotiations will be handled by Mi Youjia."

"No matter who it is, if they disobey and appear nearby, show no mercy."

Orders were issued one after another, the Golden Core cultivators obediently followed, knowing full well the purpose of the three beauties entering - they just hoped the warmth of the jade would help calm Meng Yu down.

Killing and pleasures, they complement each other, and after watching the recent battle, some tightened their legs.

...

Long after, Meng Yu awoke from his frenzy.

His Divine Soul still lingered in the Ascension List, but in reality, he was also involved in activities.

It was a very odd sensation, his body split in two, half in the Ascension List smothering Lan Qiong into constant coughing, half in the Flying Boat, where the valiant Bu Shixian had become a delicate little bird.

Meng Yu let out a sigh and released Lan Qiong.

"My Lord, you're so strong..."

Lan Qiong sobbed yet sweetly spoke, reaching to undo her clothes, but Meng Yu shook his head and instead kneaded from within.

"No, I need to log off to rest; please help me clean up my body."

The next moment, this fragment of Meng Yu's Divine Soul fell into a deep sleep.

...

Meanwhile, on the Flying Boat.

Meng Yu let go of the completely weakened, peach blush-skinned Bu Shixian, feeling relaxed.

This way of playing... was truly exhilarating.

He glanced at the nearby Fairy Taohua and Hua Miaochai, the two neatly dressed Golden Core Masters, whose faces blushed yet they nodded.

They hadn't joined in, but they had made preparations.

After using the Cleaning Technique and sweet dew techniques to cleanse himself, he instructed Bu Shixian with some tasks, then took Hua Miaochai and Fairy Taohua, returning to Ceres!

...

Jade Void Cave.

The moment True Monarch Yu Xia logged off, she felt a splitting headache and struggled to take a few calls before her disciples hurriedly offered precious medicine to nourish her Divine Soul.

At the same time, the Eternal Ice Jade Rest was brought over for her to recuperate and meditate.

"Tomorrow, we will seek Meng Yu tomorrow!"

These were the words of True Lord Baisheng; after a day's rest, they should be ready to log back on, and then they would look for Meng Yu.

Whether it was to retrieve the bodies or something else, it was better to focus on recovering first.

Meng Yu, no matter how formidable, had died twenty-seven times, especially repeatedly from life to death, which took a toll on people.

To put it simply, it's like the Nascent Soul rarely gets injured, but when it does, it's much harder to heal. Meng Yu's Divine Soul was extremely powerful, a true Soul Refining Master, but these twenty-seven consecutive deaths and rebirths would also put a great strain on him and create a Heart Demon. He would need more time to suppress these!