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However, several thousand-meter-long golden serpents coiled on the mountaintop. Despite being covered in wounds and having many bloodstains on their scales, their imposing presence remained undiminished. They looked down at the Zhao Kingdom cultivators who were fleeing like stray dogs, like giant dragons.
However, they did not give chase, nor were they overly relieved. Instead, their faces were gloomy, and they were not in a good mood.
"Chen Shuling is not here." Finally, a golden serpent spoke, flicking its tongue. After speaking, it turned to look at its kin. "What happened inside the Zhao Kingdom? Such an important person as him is not on the front line at this critical moment."
Another large snake turned its head, looked at its fellow serpents hovering beside it, flicked its tongue, and offered its own conjecture: "Could it have sensed something was wrong and run away beforehand?"
No sooner had it spoken than another large snake said, "No, my informant reported that this guy is itching to take our heads as a reward. He wouldn't try to escape now."
"He's not at the scene right now; there must be another reason behind it."
The largest golden serpent nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Alright, then have your informant investigate again and see what's going on."
"If we can't get rid of him soon, our family's crisis can't be considered over, and it will be difficult to explain to the other side."
The other large snakes nodded in agreement, then, without lingering any longer, turned and sped back to their respective tents to await news.
The sun set and then rose again, the earth returning to darkness only to be followed by dawn once more. After three days and nights, the great serpent discovered that the spies from the Zhao state had finally sent back news, a result that caught them all completely off guard.
"The tomb of Marquis Qin Hai has been opened?!"
……
Meanwhile, inside the Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes.
"Brother, I'm really sorry."
Having fully recovered from his injuries, Diao De'er sat across the round table, tilted his head back, and downed a glass of wine. Then he let out a long sigh: "You entrusted Mi Jun and Miha and his daughter to us brothers, but who knew that the war situation would be so unpredictable and fate so cruel? They actually... they actually sacrificed themselves!"
He lowered his head, his expression one of extreme shame: "It's my fault, it's all my fault. If I had been more perceptive and notified them to evacuate in time, perhaps...sigh!"
He let out a long sigh and silently looked into Yun Chu'an's eyes.
Across the table, Yun Chuan, who was dressed as "Mickey," understood. He thought to himself, "So that's how it is. Sheng Linglong and Ge Xiang actually used this method to escape first before going to see the Huang Mang family's higher-ups."
That's good, it saves me from having any trouble. I just don't know if they've managed to get what they wanted to do done.
From the beginning, he had no idea what the princess wanted to do by meeting with the higher-ups of the Huang Mang family, nor did he know whether she had achieved her goal. He knew that with his own strength, he couldn't manage such high-level matters, so he just needed to do his own job.
For example, dealing with the snake demon in front of you.
Seeing Diao De'er's ashamed face, he quickly said, "Second Brother, there's no need to be so sad. Fate is unpredictable, especially on such a fierce battlefield, such accidents are inevitable."
Chapter 325 The Soft Qi Qiao (Bonus chapter of 3,000 words, 10,000 words today, please vote for me)
As he spoke, Yun Chu'an also made a sorrowful expression: "We were powerless to help our third brother when he died in the past, and I was heartbroken. But now, I have come to terms with so many things, because grieving for the deceased only torments oneself. What we should do is to be happy for those of us who are still alive, and to care for and love our friends and brothers!"
Hearing these words, Diao De'er felt very pleased. He immediately stood up and poured Yun Chu'an a full glass of wine: "Brother Mickey, what you said is true. You are a man of great wisdom. None of us can compare to you!"
Yun Chu'an accepted the wine cup, politely said "Not at all," and then asked, "How is Fourth Brother's cultivation level?"
Diao De'er shook his head: "Still no good, he hasn't broken through yet. Sigh, I don't know if I've used up all my luck. He failed twice in a row and has been very depressed lately."
Yun Chuan said, "There's no rush. Since we've failed repeatedly, it means this is our fate. We might as well take a year off to consolidate our cultivation, build a solid foundation, and try to break through again next year. It won't be too late."
In most aristocratic families, cultivators who start cultivating from a young age and can establish their foundation before the age of forty are already considered exceptionally outstanding and will undoubtedly become the backbone of the family in the future. If they can establish their foundation at the age of thirty, they can almost be regarded as unparalleled geniuses who can shoulder great responsibilities and lead the family to further progress.
After all, the cultivators from aristocratic families, in terms of talent and comprehension, cannot compare with the disciples carefully selected by the major sects, let alone with a genius like Yan Shuiyi, who is a rare find in the entire Central Plains.
Diao Desi has only been cultivating for a little over ten years. In the last two years, he has made breakthroughs one after another, which can be considered as rapid progress. Now that his cultivation speed has slowed down a bit, it is not a bad thing for a cultivator like him.
Diao De'er understood this as well, clinked glasses with Yun Chu'an, and chatted for a while. It was getting late, and Yun Chu'an didn't want to stay with this guy any longer, so he got up to say goodbye, turned around and left the Ten Thousand Snake Cave, heading back to the Field Mouse Clan's residence.
However, although this place is still nominally the home of the field mice, Yun Chuan always felt that it would be more appropriate to call it his talisman printing base.
These field mice used to live in a small valley, with their entire family of dozens of people crammed into a few narrow caves. Now they live on the mountaintop, in several spacious caves that are warm in winter and cool in summer. On average, each field mouse can live in two caves.
However, the deepest and most exquisite parts of these caves were filled with machines he redeemed from the system, forming long production lines that continuously produced the products he needed.
He has now opened three production lines, printing Vajra Talismans of different qualities. Although the efficiency is not as good as when he does it himself, Vajra Talismans of various qualities are being produced day and night.
It brought him almost inexhaustible resources.
In reality, very few people can actually learn how to print this talisman. If he could find more people who could learn it, he would have liked to open several new production lines to further expand production and dump the goods.
After all, the entire Jin Kingdom was waiting for him to use his Vajra Talisman.
As he stepped into the cave, passing by these enormous machines, he saw rat demons, halfway through their transformations, bustling about, seemingly working with great enthusiasm.
Upon seeing him approach, the rat demons all looked at him with admiration and waved to him eagerly.
In reality, most of the rat demons just do odd jobs here; there are very few truly core printers.
Yun Chu'an nodded simply in response, but did not delay and continued walking towards the deepest part of the mountain.
Here, Qi Qiao was sitting quietly on the stone bed, cross-legged in meditation. She wore a green flower wreath on her head, given to her by Liu Mengshen, and a fitted, wide-sleeved blue-purple silk robe. A ribbon around her waist cinched her slender waist, and the delicate fabric accentuated her graceful figure, making her look quite beautiful.
She was clearly a zombie, a dead person, shrouded in a heavy aura of yin energy, not breathing, and her skin always had a bloodless, sickly pale color.
However, over the past year, under the constant nourishment of Yun Chuan's extremely strong and yang spiritual power, her skin has gradually taken on a warm and moist color, like a girl recovering from a serious illness. Even though she is still in an extremely weak and sickly state, it is visibly perceptible that her physical condition is improving day by day and that she is regaining new vitality.
This state of being, where lifelessness and vitality, weakness and strength, sickness and health intertwine and overlap, gives Qi Qiao a unique, eerie yet captivating aura that fascinates and enthralls Yun Chu'an, making him unable to resist her charm.
Now, with the continuous supply of countless resources, her cultivation has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. Although there is still a gap between her and Yun Chu'an, it is slowly narrowing.
As long as he's not in a hurry to break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, that's fine.
Yun Chu'an stepped forward, sat down beside her, and turned to look at her. Qi Qiao ignored her husband, remaining seated cross-legged, consciously controlling her breathing exercises to absorb spiritual energy.
She was cultivating, and working harder than ever before. Yun Chu'an's successive breakthroughs also spurred these girls on. They, who usually maintained a good balance between work and rest, had recently become increasingly diligent in private, not wanting to fall too far behind him and fall behind his pace.
Qi Qiao shared the same mindset, so she cultivated and breathed, trying to break through as soon as possible, first reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, and then quickly establishing her foundation.
However, looking at her sweet appearance as she diligently cultivated, Yun Chu'an had no good intentions whatsoever. He looked down at the way the girl's delicate thin shirt was stretched slightly at the chest, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth. Then he reached out and covered her breasts, his fingers gently kneading them.
There were several layers of fabric between his fingers and her tender breasts, including her shirt and her bodice. However, this did not prevent the strong and powerful pressure that Yun Chu'an exerted on her breasts when he slightly tightened his fingers, making her feel uncomfortable yet enjoyable.
Qi Qiao's breathing became slightly heavier, and her eyelashes trembled, but she did not open her eyes, continuing to meditate and cultivate in a perfunctory manner.
Yun Chu'an wasn't in a hurry. He reached out and gently unbuttoned the row of buttons down the front of her shirt, one by one, starting from her chest, revealing her bright red bodice underneath, which concealed her round, full breasts, her flat, soft abdomen, and her sexy navel.
Qi Qiao's breasts weren't too big, but they certainly weren't small either. Yun Chu'an's hands were already large, and they could be easily held in one hand.
His large hand slipped inside her bodice from the side, disappearing beneath the bright red fabric. His rough hand grasped a full, tender breast and gently kneaded it.
The rough, even somewhat stiff, fingers sank into the cool, yet delicate and tender flesh of her breasts, and the mere friction brought Qi Qiao many strange sensations.
Her expression remained impassive, but her cheeks flushed a sickly red, and her small, rosy lips parted slightly. Breathing through her nose alone was no longer enough to relieve her stress, and she gasped for breath.
On her chest, at the nipple, Yun Chuan could clearly feel that the small round head pressing against his palm was gradually becoming engorged with blood and hardening, exerting force against his palm, indicating that the girl was gradually becoming excited and beginning to crave.
He deliberately mischievously, without making a sound, pinching the hardened nipple with two fingers, his rough fingertips covering it, squeezing, rubbing, and stimulating it back and forth. Instantly, a tingling, numbing, and pleasurable sensation surged through Qi Qiao's mind like waves of electricity, stimulating her soul and making her unable to resist.
The zombie girl finally couldn't bear it any longer. She suddenly opened her eyes, looked at Yun Chu'an, and breathed heavily, her tone slightly reproachful: "I'm cultivating, why are you so mean, deliberately disturbing me."
She said it with a slightly annoyed tone, but her eyes didn't seem to show much anger when she looked at him.
Seeing that she was finally willing to open her eyes and look at her, Yun Chuan leaned closer, put his other arm around her shoulder, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I want to stay with you for a while. I'm so busy during the day, I can't find the time to be with you. I miss you so much."
"Besides, I can also practice with you right now."
He whispered sweet nothings, and Qi Qiao's anger immediately dissipated. After all, she wasn't really angry to begin with, and upon hearing these words, her body softened. Looking at him, she whispered, "Then, come on."
Yun Chu'an lowered his head and kissed her cold lips. Although her lips were rosy and moist, appearing to still have color, they were actually icy cold, giving him a unique feeling when he kissed them.
He pried open the girl's pearly white teeth, his fiery tongue darting into her cool mouth, then coiling around her delicate tongue, rubbing and kneading it wantonly, as if licking a soft, slightly sweet ice cream.
Qi Qiao tilted her head slightly, closed her eyes, and skillfully responded to his French kiss. As her cultivation level improved, her body was becoming more and more flexible. Although it still required the activation of spiritual energy, it was a huge improvement compared to the stiff state she was in when her cultivation level was lower.
She returned Yun Chu'an's kiss, bringing him a unique pleasure and stimulating his desire. One hand continued to caress her breasts, while the other hand, which had been around her shoulder, moved down, unfastened her belt, and slipped into her panties without hesitation.
"Um……"
The rough fingertips covered the already engorged and sensitive bud, and with a slight turn, a stimulating current surged through her brain. Touched in her sensitive spot, Qi Qiao let out a soft moan, and then her hands, with long nails, climbed onto Yun Chu'an's shoulders, hugging him and trying to be more intimate with him.
Chapter 326 Qi Qiao's Skill Improvement (A long chapter of 7,000 words)
Qi Qiao hesitated for a moment, a shadow in her heart actually holding her back.
Previously, she had tried to touch him with her hands, but because she was still a zombie, her movements were stiff and wide-ranging, which not only failed to make Yun Chuan feel comfortable, but also hurt him.
Although Yun Chuan didn't say anything and just laughed it off, she felt quite guilty about what happened and didn't dare to use her hands to relieve his stress for a long time afterward.
Even now, having reached the eighth level of Qi cultivation and further improved her flexibility, she has rekindled this idea, attempting to use her hands to bring him pleasure.
I've improved. I can do it, I should be able to, use my hands to help my husband and add to his enjoyment...
With this clumsy encouragement in her heart, she finally mustered up her courage and tentatively reached down with one small hand to undo his belt. Immediately, a thick, engorged penis sprang out.
Sensing the astonishing heat there, she carefully brought her small hand closer, her icy fingers grasping it, and then gently stroking it up and down.
She moved very carefully, afraid that she might accidentally hurt him.
Cool fingers enveloped the thick thing, slowly stroking it up and down in small movements. Yun Chu'an let out a long sigh; this was truly making him feel quite comfortable.
He had no psychological trauma and secretly admired Qi Qiao's progress. At the same time, his large hand, which was inside her panties, began to slowly move downwards. His slender middle finger gradually bent upwards and silently slipped into her body, aiming at the most sensitive spot, and slowly began to tease it.
With just a little effort, a wonderful sensation suddenly flooded the girl's mind, causing her to let out an uncontrollable moan, her body already wet.
She felt a slight itch inside her body. Because she was already familiar with this wonderful feeling, she was extremely eager for the next act of intercourse, and even seemed a little impatient.
She parted her lips with Yun Chu'an, her slightly flushed cheeks filled with excitement. With her other hand, she eagerly pulled down her underpants, exposing her two slender, white legs to Yun Chu'an's view. Her full, fertile peach blossom garden was being invaded by his large hand, as if digging a well to extract flowing juice.
She was completely aroused, and at this moment, she desperately needed Yun Chu'an's penetration.
Yun Chu'an didn't linger any longer. He lowered his head and gently kissed his wife. Finally, he sat cross-legged on the bed, making the enormous thing between his legs stand tall and proud like an angry dragon, pointing straight to the sky.
Qi Qiao understood what he meant. They had been married for almost two years, so she wasn't shy anymore. She naturally spread her legs, knelt on the bed facing him, put her lotus-root-like arms on his shoulders, and leaned forward so that the sword she was about to sheath was aimed at the entrance of the scabbard.
"Um……"
As she slowly exerted her strength, lowering her pert little bottom, the thick, long sword slid smoothly into its sheath and penetrated to its deepest point.
The hard tip pressed against Qi Qiao's sensitive spot, and the girl let out a groan. Although her body's defenses had become increasingly hard and indestructible with the improvement of her cultivation, her nerves seemed to become more and more sensitive each day. Yun Chu'an had only just entered, yet she had already reacted with extreme sensitivity.
She enjoyed it immensely.
The girl was breathing heavily, her arms draped over his shoulders, and her legs moved slowly up and down, coordinating the movements.
Yun Chu'an's breathing was still relatively smooth. He narrowed his eyes. Even though this zombie was cold inside and out, it did not prevent her flesh from becoming supple and tender under the nourishment of infinite spiritual power. It was like a rice cake that had been pounded and made firm. Although it was cold, it still had infinitely wonderful elasticity and texture.
His large hand lifted the bodice from the girl's chest, fully revealing her soft, tender breasts. One of his large hands caressed and kneaded them, while the other hand reached down to her back, his rough fingertips stroking the delicate skin of her waist and back. The wonderful sensation was almost enough to satisfy him just by touching her.
Qi Qiao began to sway her waist back and forth slightly, automatically thrusting her hips forward and backward. As a result, the yin spiritual power enveloped the yang pillar of her lower body. The yin and yang energies intertwined and entwined here, transforming into a purer spiritual power that nourished the zombie's body and gradually fed back to Yun Chu'an, allowing him to also enjoy the benefits of dual cultivation.
Sensing the condition within his beloved wife's body, and detecting the abundant and solid spiritual energy throughout her meridians and dantian, he was slightly surprised: "Qiao'er, are you about to break through again?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed her cheek, his lips gliding over her fair neck, finally landing on her collarbone and rounded shoulders, savoring her cool yet delicate skin, giving her as much caress as possible.
Qi Qiao nodded slightly, but her swaying hips didn't slow down: "Hmm... lately, I don't know why... ah... I've had some old memories coming back to me... so... my cultivation speed has increased a bit... oh..."
She moaned softly as her hips swayed, the scalding hot, masculine body inside her stirred and churned, stimulating her sensitive areas in a continuous cycle. Waves of pleasure washed over her, causing her to moan softly without restraint.
Yun Chu'an was also enjoying himself immensely; the cool yet tight flesh gripped him so tightly he couldn't stop. He stroked his wife's body in his arms, trying to distract himself, while pondering, "Oh... have your memories from your past life awakened...?"
He couldn't help but worry. Although the girl in front of him was still his beloved wife, as her cultivation improved and she gradually regained her memories of her past life, would she gradually become someone he didn't recognize?
As he was thinking this, he saw the girl nod slightly, and let out a soft hum: "Hmm... but there are just too many memories... ah... like a very thick book... I've only managed to read less than half of it with great difficulty... oh..."
"I... I only picked out what would help my cultivation... Oh... I've only read a little bit... Ha... My cultivation speed has already increased quite a bit... Ah..."
She moaned softly, intermittently, maintaining the swaying motion of her waist. As the pleasure accumulated, her moans became more and more pronounced, to the point that she could hardly finish a complete sentence.
Yun Chu'an listened and nodded gently, thinking to himself that things were alright for now.
She draws upon her memories of her past life as if she were watching another person's life, like watching a long movie. While this might affect her perception, it shouldn't affect her personality.
At least for the time being.
After this, I'll probably have to put more effort into this area.
As he thought this, his strong waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, thrusting forward. Instantly, the beautiful woman in his arms stiffened, and she couldn't help but let out a moan: "Oh..."
She began to exert force with her waist, abdomen, and thighs, trying her best to squeeze his enormous member between her legs, making Yun Chuan extremely comfortable.
He kissed the girl's skin, moved his mouth to her chest, and rubbed his face against her cool but soft breasts, while chuckling mischievously, "So now, are you going to break through again?"
As he spoke, fiery spiritual energy surged within Qi Qiao's body with his movements. Even though she was a zombie, a slight blush rose to the girl's cheeks: "Um...yes...if all goes well..."
She lowered her head slightly, leaned close to Yun Chu'an's ear, and breathed softly into his ear, making it tickle slightly: "After our dual cultivation tonight, you should be able to break through..."
Yun Chu'an, unable to resist the urge, smiled slightly upon hearing this: "Alright, Qiao'er, your cultivation speed is quite fast even among zombies, isn't it?"
He slowly moved his waist, continuing to make love with her while chatting aimlessly, as if dual cultivation was nothing more than a daily routine for them, like eating and drinking together.