Chapter 6

In the dense forest, Song Ting was made uneasy by the evil gazes.

Suddenly, he raised the token of an outer sect disciple and said, "Senior Brothers, I'm sorry."

"The steward has given me an order to complete a mission."

Outer sect disciples must complete a mission each month, and the token is the medium of communication between the steward and the disciples.

The demonic men, leaning against the trees, exchanged glances and joked, "Little Brother Song, what kind of mission is it?"

"Do you need any help from us, Senior Brothers?"

Song Ting slowly retreated, smiling lightly, "Senior Brothers, this is a mission you can't complete."

"The steward has ordered me to serve Elder Sui!"

Elder Sui! He is known for his eccentric personality and is the most unpredictable inner sect elder.

The expressions of the few men changed, unsure if Song Ting was telling the truth. One of them whispered, "It seems that Inner Sect's Sui Manying has a good relationship with this person."

"Damn, didn't you say you had investigated thoroughly?" The leading senior brother whispered angrily.

His expression suddenly turned cheerful as he said to Song Ting, "Then, Little Brother Song, go complete your mission."

"It's a pity about this secret realm."

Song Ting, who was fond of telling small lies, quickly walked out of the forest.

Of course, the mission was fake, but fortunately, the other party had thorough information and knew about his relationship with Senior Sister Sui.

"I'm still too weak."

Song Ting went to the canteen on Yang Peak and ate heartily.

Cultivators at the Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment stages cannot abstain from food, so the Huanhuan Sect has set up four canteens for the disciples.

"I must dual cultivate more often." Song Ting ate a bun and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth.

"I wonder how Senior Sister Sui is doing in the inner sect?" After leaving the canteen, Song Ting gazed at a nearby mountain peak.

Qifeng Youlong Mountain, the residence of inner sect disciples.

Unlike the Yin-Yang Twin Peaks of the outer sect, this mountain houses both male and female cultivators together to facilitate dual cultivation.

Although it was right before his eyes, Song Ting could not often meet Sui Manying.

Outer sect disciples are not allowed to dual cultivate with inner sect disciples, a rule set by the sect leader, with violators being fed to the sect's fierce beasts.

Song Ting didn't understand this rule, perhaps the sect leader had many quirks.

Back in his cave, Song Ting immediately sat on a mat to cultivate.

He had a mixed spiritual root, and his cultivation speed was as slow as a turtle, currently only at the first level of Qi Condensation.

A few days later, it was time for Song Ting to receive his contribution.

No one disturbed him during these few days.

On the familiar square, Song Ting arrived with nine other male cultivators.

However, his identity had changed; Song Ting had become the taker.

Looking at the women huddled together, trembling in fear, Song Ting felt a twinge of sympathy.

Among the women, Song Ting immediately noticed one.

She stood out from the crowd, not afraid, her eyes filled with defiance, staring at Song Ting and the others.

"I want her." Song Ting chose her as if possessed.

"Little Brother Song, I advise you, such a woman is a wild horse, and it could be dangerous," someone joked.

Song Ting did not respond, walking forward and saying to the girl, "Come with me."

The girl did not move, her eyes fixed on Song Ting.

"Filth, why aren't you coming?" A female steward, seeing her disobedience, raised her whip to strike.

Slap!

The whip did not hit the girl but was caught by Song Ting's hand.

The girl was clearly shocked that there were still humane people in the Huanhuan Sect. Knowing her fate, she decided to choose a more normal person and finally followed Song Ting.

"What's your name?" Song Ting led the way and turned to ask the girl.

"Jiang Qing." The girl responded indifferently.

"How did you end up in the Huanhuan Sect?"

"My father was killed by a gambler, my mother died of illness in bed, and my uncle sold me to the Huanhuan Sect."

Hearing Jiang Qing's story, Song Ting was taken aback.

Does this girl have a system? The script seems so familiar.

After entering the cave, Jiang Qing saw a hand with corpse spots protruding from a straw mat and was startled.

"Did I misjudge him? He seems well-mannered and decent."

"Is he actually a necrophiliac?" Jiang Qing felt panic.

Song Ting didn't notice this detail, closed the doors and windows, and drew the curtains, saying, "Take off your clothes."

"You want me to..."

The word "die" didn't come out, and Jiang Qing took a small step back.

After death, she would probably be defiled. Thinking of this, Jiang Qing's inner shadow grew infinitely.

"You, you..." She was a bit tongue-tied.

Song Ting could see Jiang Qing's reluctance, but he had to dual cultivate to improve his cultivation.

He planned to dual cultivate multiple times a day.

After all, the system didn't specify that intermittent sessions counted as one dual cultivation.

"Jiang Qing, whether you like it or not, once you're in the Huanhuan Sect, dual cultivation is your destiny!"

Song Ting said earnestly, "If you don't comply with dual cultivation, you will die, and I will die too!"

For outer sect disciples, if they cannot reach the Foundation Establishment stage within three years, they are executed.

This was what the steward told Song Ting, which was different from Sui Manying's standards.

Perhaps Sui Manying's claim that not dual cultivating would result in punishment was a lie to Song Ting.

Jiang Qing's body trembled. From Song Ting's tone, she sensed no room for negotiation.

"Here's the deal: if you dual cultivate with me, I will help you take revenge!" Song Ting offered a condition.

Jiang Qing probably hated her uncle the most, and killing a mortal was easy.

"Also, I will ensure you don't die here." Song Ting added.

This was the biggest promise he could make to Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing lowered her head, her hands on her chest, and struggled internally for a long time.

"Alright!"

After a long while, Jiang Qing agreed to Song Ting and took off her mundane disguise.

Compared to Sui Manying's smooth and pale skin, Jiang Qing's skin had more texture, a warm white.

Her round breasts, though not as full as Sui Manying's, were perfectly suited to her youthful body.

The most striking feature was her youthful characteristic.

"So pink, and one of the four divine beasts." Song Ting's throat rolled; he had never seen such a tender one, it was too eye-catching.

Such a treasure, dual cultivating with her would surely be a transcendent experience.

"How old are you?" Song Ting's gaze was fixed, and he stood up with a thud.

Jiang Qing felt the heat of Song Ting's gaze and said weakly, "I just turned eighteen a few days ago. What's the matter?"

"No wonder."

Song Ting moved closer to Jiang Qing and noticed her eyes were slightly green, and her hair was a bit brown.

Jiang Qing's hands were nervously placed on her thighs, looking at Song Ting, who was so close.

"Quite handsome." She thought, glancing at Song Ting.

The two were so close that their breaths were almost intertwined.

Song Ting reached out to embrace Jiang Qing's delicate waist. Jiang Qing instinctively wanted to dodge, but she had no reason to resist Song Ting and could only let him hold her.

Jiang Qing was afraid, but more so ashamed and desperate. She closed her eyes and let Song Ting do as he pleased.

At first, there was a涩感, but after breaking through, Song Ting felt like he was on an empty road.

This time, he was the pioneer.

"Ah!" Jiang Qing's innocent face showed discomfort, and a bit of blood trickled down her thighs.

Song Ting naturally noticed this expression and immediately slowed down, comforting her, "It's the first time, it will hurt a bit."

When dealing with new paths, the pioneer must not be hasty.

"Don't worry, I'll take it slow."

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