Chapter 301: Loving the Female Corpse

On a fragment of the Immortal Realm, three people were fighting over a crystalline particle, with all sorts of Spell fluctuations appearing one after another.

Tens of thousands of miles away from these three, on a plain, a middle-aged man was holding a Gourd, took a sip of wine, and shook his head while saying, "Tinger, don't be anxious, I will soon obtain Immortal Jade for you, so your body will remain unchanged for a thousand years."

This middle-aged man was exactly the person who, like Wang Lin, came from the Vermilion Bird Star.

He drank his wine and walked on the plain. After a long time, he stopped, looked down at the ground beneath his feet, a trace of recollection appearing in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Tinger, do you still remember this place? I met you here all those years ago. Unfortunately, things have changed and people are no longer the same."

He sighed softly, tapped the ground lightly with his right foot, and immediately his whole body sank downward, disappearing in the blink of an eye. He continued to sink deep underground, and after a long time, he appeared inside a huge cave.

In this cave, there was an independent pavilion, and outside this pavilion, it was shrouded by a layer of cyan Qi.

The middle-aged man stepped forward, passed directly through the cyan Qi, entered inside, and walked into the pavilion.

The pavilion had three floors, and the layout inside was relatively simple, no different from an ordinary household. However, it had an elegant and otherworldly aura that shrouded the surroundings.

This person entered the pavilion, a gentle light appearing in his eyes, as he caressed the furniture one by one inside the pavilion. Finally, he sat on a chair and muttered to himself, "Tinger, I met you here all those years ago…"

Deep love appeared in his eyes. He gently took out a Pagoda from his Storage Pouch, wiped his right hand over it, and immediately a white light flashed out from within.

After the white light faded, a female corpse wearing white clothes appeared in the middle-aged man's arms. He looked at the female corpse with gentle eyes and deep affection, smiling as he muttered to himself, "Tinger, look, we are home."

The female corpse's appearance was extremely beautiful, possessing an otherworldly quality, as if she were a fairy from the heavens. Her skin was snow-white, but a hint of redness emerged. If one were to say she was still alive, many people would probably believe it.

As soon as she appeared, for some reason, she immediately merged with the environment inside the pavilion, as if this place belonged to the female corpse to begin with.

The middle-aged man gently touched the female corpse's face, the deep affection in his eyes intensifying, and he smiled, "The first time I saw you, I determined that you were my wife for this life. There was no mistake. Do you like the name Tinger? It is the name I gave you."

He muttered, lowered his head, and gently kissed the center of the female corpse's eyebrows, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

"For you, I gave up my position of power in the School. For you, I did not hesitate to betray my master. Tinger, I have no regrets. Really, I have no regrets at all. Who told them to call me a madman? I know, I am not mad!"

The man touched the female corpse's face, and after a long time, he stood up.

"Tinger, let's go upstairs and take a look. Your vanity is there. How about your husband puts on makeup for you?" The man smiled slightly, held the female corpse, and walked up to the second floor.

Beside the vanity on the second floor, the man placed the female corpse down, picked up an eyebrow pencil, deep affection appearing in his eyes, and said, "Are you happy, Tinger? I am very happy…"

"Speak! Why won't you speak? Are you not happy?"

"Speak!!"

"Hurry up and speak!!!"

"Why won't you speak!!!!"

The middle-aged man's voice grew louder and louder. He threw the brush in his hand, grabbed the female corpse, and while shaking her violently, roared as if tearing something apart.

After a long time, the man froze. He hugged the female corpse tightly and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry, Tinger, don't blame me. I was wrong. I will never roar at you again. No one can take you away from me, no one. Whoever tries, I will kill them. Kill, kill, kill!"

He took a deep breath, kissed the female corpse's face a few times, and smiled, "Tinger, look, this pavilion was already about to collapse all those years ago. It was I who used my power to maintain it until now, because this is your home. Well… it is our home, rather!"

"You are tired, right? Then rest for a while." The middle-aged man held the female corpse, placed her on the nearby bed, sat by the bed, and looked at the female corpse with a gentle and affectionate gaze.

"Tinger, when I first saw you all those years ago, you were lying like this. You haven't changed at all. Do you remember? When I first came to this Immortal Realm, it was to obtain the Qi of the Immortal Realm. But after seeing you here, I knew you were my wife. I have stayed here with you for a long time…"

As he spoke, his hand rested on the female corpse's body. While caressing her, he said, "You are so perfect, perfect… You are mine, and no one can take you away! Tinger, what do you say? I know, you like me too, right."

"Compared to the Qi of the Immortal Realm, you are my true treasure!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, lay down beside the female corpse, and muttered, "Alright, Tinger, let's rest for the night. Tomorrow, your husband will go look for Immortal Jade again. Sleep, don't be afraid, I am here…"

Wang Lin was flying in the air, a look of determination in his eyes. The one-month deadline was fast approaching, and he had already made up his mind to go to the place that Chi Hu mentioned.

Not to mention the three Immortal swords, the huge Immortal Jade alone was enough to move him. With a large amount of Immortal Jade, Wang Lin believed that in the future, if he reached the Late Stage of Soul Transformation, breaking through to Nascent Soul Transformation would certainly be much easier.

And for Wang Lin, the Nascent Soul Transformation stage had a completely different meaning. Once he reached the Nascent Soul Transformation stage, Situ Nan could awaken!

Although Wang Lin was only in the Early Stage of Soul Transformation now, and the Late Stage was extremely far away, he didn't know when he would reach it, but he was not anxious at all. He knew that on the journey of cultivation, one must not be impatient. When conditions are ripe, success will follow, and everything will naturally take shape.

Additionally, some of the Immortal Plants in that pool water were also a reason that tempted Wang Lin. If those Immortal Plants were given to Li Muwan, they could certainly be used to refine some top-grade Medicinal Pill. In this way, Li Muwan's cultivation would improve further after taking them.

Unless it was a medicine with great efficacy, Wang Lin was not willing to take it easily. After all, with his current cultivation, he prioritized enlightenment. Medicinal Pill were not the Dao.

But if it were an Immortal Pill made from the plants of the Immortal Realm, it would be quite different.

With a decision in his heart, Wang Lin's body rose continuously, gradually rushing out of the sky of this fragment, and flew toward the huge Vortex in the distance.

At that Vortex, by activating the Jade Slip, he could go to the place agreed upon by Chi Hu!

At this moment, on a fragment in the center of the Immortal Realm, Chi Hu of the Giant Demon Race was sitting cross-legged, and in front of him was a Teleportation Formation.

Chi Hu's gaze was calm. He had been sitting here for seven days. In these seven days, some petty people had come, but they had all become souls under his hand.

He was waiting, waiting for two people!

Chi Hu believed that if these two people were willing to come, then he had a seventy percent chance of returning fully loaded from this trip.

He believed that after seeing the Jade Slip, these two people would definitely be tempted. After all, that temptation was something that, perhaps, no one could resist.

Therefore, Chi Hu was not in a hurry.

These two people were carefully selected by him before he decided to invite them to participate. The first one would not be mentioned for now, as this person had great fame and also had some connection with his Giant Demon Race.

As for the second one, this person named Ceng Niu, Chi Hu admitted that he could not quite see through him. Although this person only appeared to be in the Early Stage of Soul Transformation, Chi Hu always felt a sense of crisis from him.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to invite the other party to participate. After all, the stronger the strength, the greater the chance of success this time. As for whether the other party would kill him to seize the treasure, Chi Hu was not afraid. He believed that with his own cultivation, he was still enough to handle this matter.

Time passed slowly. On this day, the Formation in front of him suddenly flashed with light. This light became brighter and brighter, almost illuminating the surroundings.

This dazzling light had no effect on Chi Hu. He stared unblinkingly at the Formation, thinking to himself, "They have come. It is just not known which one it is!"

After the light of the Formation reached a certain limit, it suddenly dimmed. Immediately after, a graceful figure appeared in the Formation. This woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, but she had a cold air that made people shy away.

Threads of icy cold Qi permeated the surroundings immediately after the woman appeared, and even snowflakes fell from the sky, which looked quite astonishing.

Chi Hu's eyes flashed, and he thought to himself, "It is her!"

He laughed heartily, stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist Hong Die, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

This woman was exactly the proud daughter of heaven from the Snow Domain Country, Hong Die!

Her gaze was cold. She glanced at Chi Hu, walked out of the Formation, and said coldly, "If what you said is false, I will never let this matter go!"

A look of confidence appeared in Chi Hu's eyes, and he smiled, "Fellow Daoist Hong Die, please rest assured. Since you have come here, I will no longer hide it. This Jade Slip was personally copied by the ancestor of my Giant Demon Race, Xiyu. He, the old man, should not lie."

"Ancestor Xi…" Hong Die's expression softened slightly. This Ancestor Xi was a Senior of her master, and they had some family friendship. After all, on the Vermilion Bird Star, the only cultivation Countries that existed as tribes were the Giant Demon Race and the Snow Domain Race.

The two races naturally interacted relatively frequently. It could be said that this Giant Demon Race was an ally of the Snow Domain Country.

"Since Ancestor Xi saw it personally, this matter will naturally not be wrong. Fine, I will go with you, but I don't want anything else, only that jade coffin must belong to me!" Hong Die's voice was decisive.

Chi Hu frowned, thinking to himself that this Hong Die was too overbearing. Although he was also interested in that jade coffin, the three Immortal swords were things he was determined to get. However, if it were only the two of them, it would be easy to handle, but after the two of them divided the loot, that Ceng Niu would probably have nothing left.

"Fellow Daoist Hong Die, this is not appropriate. After all, besides you and me, there is another person who should also participate in this matter!" Chi Hu pondered for a moment and said slowly.

"Oh? Who is it?" Hong Die's expression remained as usual, and she said flatly.

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