Milfs: Dual Cultivation

Meanwhile,

In a room, Lady Xing who sat cross-legged cultivating the Yang energy she received from Xian Tian a few days ago, suddenly opened her eyes.

As someone who possessed Mother goddesses physique, she was instantly awakened by the curse energy that was moving towards the sect.

Since it was the curse of the gods, she could absorb it, and with Xian Tian's semen as a catalyst, she could actually make a huge breakthrough.

However,

Her body trembled as she sensed the killing intent.

She could tell that the sect may be wiped out very soon with such a curse.

However sitting there, she wondered from where did this curse came from.

Lady Xing clenched her fists and frowned.

"This is bad..." she whispered to herself.

She closed her eyes again and tried to concentrate, to see if she could sense any traces of the curse.

Her body tensed as she prepared herself for what was to come because she wanted to use the curse and track the one who released this curse.

However, as soon as she began to track the one who placed the curse, her eyes started to bleed.

She only had a god physique but she wasn't god yet.

She was knocked cold.

Thud!

Her body fell while her soul was dragged out.

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Meanwhile,

Xian Tian was still unaware of the curse or Lady Xing.

However, the senior dragon instantly felt Lady Xing's soul vanishing.

Young Man, it seems your wife is kidnapped.

Hearing Dragon's words, Xian Tian looked little confused while he realized Lady Xing's breath had vanished.

Swoosh!

His figure vanished while he appeared on Lady Xing's woman.

Looking at Lady Xing's soulless body, Xian Tian was shocked.

To him, she was dead, as he didn't knew that her soul was dragged somewhere.

He got on her knees while holding her body.

You have to hurry up... I can sense the energy of some lowly gods, it seems they want to use her soul as a sacrifice so, they can recover their strength.

Xian Tian's hands trembled as he held Lady Xing's lifeless body. Her warmth was still there, but her soul… her soul was gone. His mind was racing, disbelief mingling with rage and despair.

"Sacrifice?" he whispered not knowing what senior dragon meant by that but his voice was trembling.

Yes!

The Dragon replied solemnly.

These gods are remnants, desperate fragments of divinity, they doesn't even posses Senic orb anymore, they are just like vision holders however they crave power and will stoop to any means to restore themselves. Your wife's unique soul is an invaluable resource to them.

Xian Tian clenched his fists so tightly that his nails pierced his palms, drawing blood.

The metallic scent mingled with the faint floral fragrance lingering on Lady Xing's robes.

"Where did they take her?" he demanded, his voice cold and filled with a fury that even the Dragon hadn't heard before.

Calm yourself, young man. Her soul is tethered to the curse's origin. I can trace it, but it will take time. You must prepare yourself for a battle unlike any person you have faced before.

Xian Tian's red eyes flared with determination as he was also curious to know more about these gods who knows one of them might be female but, he didn't had much time in his hand.

"Time? I don't have time! Tell me where to go, and I'll tear apart the heavens if I have to, with Yin-Yang origin source and reality domain, I can fight anyone," Xian Tian was confident in winning if he goes all out.

Sigh!

The Dragon sighed deeply, its ancient voice laced with warning.

Recklessness will get you nowhere. These gods are cunning and have existed far longer than you. If you rush in without a plan, not only will you lose your wife, but you may also doom your entire sect.

The mention of his sect sent a chill through Xian Tian.

The disciples, his other wives, and even the elders… they were all at risk.

Yet, how could he focus on them when Lady Xing's very existence was being threatened? He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

"Then guide me," he said through gritted teeth. "I'll do whatever it takes."

The Dragon's voice softened.

Good. First, you must understand what you are up against. The gods who placed this curse are not complete entities. They are merely fragments without complete power or body.

However, they are still formidable. The curse they unleashed is designed to siphon the life force of your sect, empowering them for their return.

Xian Tian's eyes narrowed. "And Lady Xing's soul?"

She is the key. Her Mother Goddess physique and godly soul makes her a perfect vessel for divine power. They will likely attempt to fuse her soul with their fractured divinity, creating a new god. If they succeed…

The Dragon didn't need to finish. The implications were clear.

Xian Tian stood, carefully placing Lady Xing's body on her bed. He covered her with a silk blanket, his hands lingering for a moment on her face like a dramatic scene.

"I swear," he whispered to her ears.

"I'll bring you back," he added, which felt a little cringe.

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Meanwhile, in an unknown realm

Lady Xing's soul floated in a void, surrounded by faint whispers.

The air was heavy with malice, the whispers growing louder as if mocking her.

"You dare resist us, mortal?" a deep voice boomed, shaking the void.

Lady Xing gritted her teeth, her ethereal form flickering as she struggled against the binding chains of energy that wrapped around her.

"Who are you?" she demanded, her voice defiant despite her fear.

The voice chuckled. "We are the Forgotten Ones, gods cast aside by the heavens, sealed by dragon. And you, lowly mortal, will be the instrument of our return,"

Listening to them, she understood what they wanted to do.

"I won't let you use me," she spat, summoning all the strength she could muster to push back against the golden chains that were binding her body.

Her soul glowed faintly, the power of her godly soul fighting against the oppressive force.

But it wasn't enough.

The whispers grew louder, overlapping into a cacophony that threatened to tear her apart.

Lady Xing screamed as the chains tightened, pulling her deeper into the void.

It felt like her soul was slowly turning into void.

She also lost connection with her body, as if someone else could posses her body.

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Back to Xian Tian,

The Dragon's guidance led Xian Tian to a hidden cave at the base of a desolate mountain.

The air was thick with malevolent energy, the ground scorched and cracked as if the land itself recoiled from the curse.

It was another place to enter the Well from backside and Xian Tian has destroyed two big mountains to reach here.

This is the place.

The Dragon said.

The gods' remnants are using this cave as a gateway to their domain. Be wary, young man. This is no ordinary thing.

I can also sense soul trapping energy.

Xian Tian nodded, his expression grim.

He could easily figure out that Lady Xing's soul was trapped with these soul trapping energy.

He stepped into the cave, the darkness swallowing him whole.

Tak! Tak!

The air grew colder with each step, the oppressive energy pressing against him like a physical weight.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

It was a strange feeling as if he was climbing a gravitational mountain where gravity increases with each step.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows.

It was a bum-looking cloaked man with hollow eyes and a staff crackling with dark energy.

"You should not be here, mortal," the man said, his voice echoing unnaturally.

"Turn back now, or face annihilation,"

Xian Tian: "..." ( the fuck is he yapping )

Xian Tian didn't bother replying and instantly wanted to attack.

He surged forward while he pulled his sword which was gleaming with a golden aura as he struck.

The cloaked man barely managed to block the blow, his staff splintering under the force.

"Y-You..." However before he could speak, the staff broke and the sword landed in his heart.

His body instantly turned into dust.

Seeing this Xian Tian laughed as these guy was trash.

However to his horror, the one who just got killed was a soul remnant of someone who used to guard this Well.

So, logically he killed a potential helping hand.

In that moment, he Dragon spoke immediately, its voice sharp.

Foolish boy! That was no enemy; he was a soul remnant of an ancient protector. He could've aided you in navigating this cursed place.

Eh!?

Xian Tian's hand tightened around his sword hilt, his jaw clenched.

"How was I supposed to know? He threatened me first!" Xian Tiam was flabbergasted.

He was testing your resolve. Ancient beings often do that. Recklessness will not save Lady Xing.

Xian Tian took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, it's not his fault he attacked someone who seems shady and dangerous.

The test of ancients are always a mess.