Lost in cultivation…
Spiritual Power +1 +1 +1…
The Divine Soul Body knew no fatigue!
Yan Zhen cultivated straight through until dawn before finally releasing Zi Xunyi from his embrace with great reluctance. Sensing the growth of his Divine Soul, he felt no psychological burden from the steamy encounter for the first time.
If he could, Yan Zhen would have kept going forever. Unfortunately, he still had the Enrollment Ceremony to attend.
Yan Zhen patted the beauty in his arms and said, “It’s almost dawn. I have to go. Call for me in your dreams if you need anything.”
Zi Xunyi murmured her assent and planted a gentle kiss on her husband’s lips. She watched as his figure slowly faded away.
The vast sea of flowers now held only her, sitting alone on the swing, rocking silently back and forth. It was as if the passionate entanglement from moments before had been nothing but an illusion.
With a soft sigh, Zi Xunyi withdrew from the dream as well.
…
The Holy Land Academy was divided into an Outer Academy and an Inner Academy.
The Outer Academy was laid out like a bustling town, complete with all manner of living facilities. It was practically a “school city.”
The Inner Academy lay just across the river, however, and was a different story. Massive square stone pillars rose at the four cardinal directions, connected by a barrier wall that enclosed the entire area.
From the Outer Academy, the Inner Academy appeared shrouded in a veil of mist, its true form hidden from view. It exuded an air of Mystic mystery. The only thing visible was the Firmament Nine-Story Tower floating high in the sky above. Needless to say, invading from outside was no easy feat.
Perched atop a mountain nearly a hundred zhang tall, the Inner Academy’s layout resembled that of a sect, thick with an immortal aura.
It was home to the academy’s elite students. High-Star Mystic Masters were everywhere, and over a hundred experts of the Mystic General Realm graced the General Star List, earning the admiration of all.
Yet the Inner Academy’s strongest student was not the top name on that list. She was a mysterious beauty in purple robes.
She lived alongside the Inner Academy’s leadership in a Cliffside Small Building, in a rather remote spot. She rarely ventured out and kept an extremely low profile. Ordinary students caught glimpses of her ethereal beauty only during major events.
The aura she revealed placed her at the Mystic Master Realm, yet she had once slapped away the relentless No. 2 on the General Star List with a single palm. During a training expedition, she had unleashed a violet-gold Extreme Flame to instantly slay a Tier 4 Mystic Beast. Her true power was estimated to hover between Mystic General Peak and Mystic King. The other students revered her as the Purple-Clothed Goddess.
In truth, she was indeed the Purple Extreme Goddess of the Heavenly God Clan from the Eighth Continent—Zi Xunyi.
…
In the Cliffside Small Building, the empty cultivation chamber echoed with a soft whimper as Zi Xunyi slowly awoke from her slumber.
She lay sprawled across her meditation cushion, her dress in disarray, her hair a tangled mess. Fine beads of sweat dotted her forehead, and her cheeks burned with a deep flush. Her brilliant amethyst eyes were dazed, and a lingering springtime haze clung to her brows. She was clearly aroused.
She had just had a long, incredibly vivid erotic dream.
In the dream, she had encountered a handsome youth amid a sea of purple flowers. She called the youth “husband.” After some conversation on the swing, her dream self had boldly straddled him, grinding her hips while showering him with kisses, doing everything in her power to please him.
Again and again, the two of them went at it without end, locked together as they rocked on the swing. It left her utterly melted inside.
Zi Xunyi desperately wanted to escape the terrifying dream, but she could not. She could only watch helplessly as her “self” made love over and over with the stranger, climbing to ecstasy.
After what felt like an eternity, Zi Xunyi finally saw the youth leave. She immediately pulled out of the dream.
“Mm…”
Sitting up, Zi Xunyi pressed her thighs together tightly. A sticky sensation emanated from beneath her skirt—a feeling that grated on her love of cleanliness.
“I need to bathe first.”
She left the cultivation chamber and returned to her third-floor room. After filling the bathtub with water, she slipped off her dress, along with her thoroughly soaked undergarment and intimate pants. With elegant poise, she lifted a jade foot and stepped into the tub to cleanse her body.
“Why would I have such a shameful dream?”
As the beauty bathed, she pondered the matter. She soon recalled the previous “heart demon”—a self-proclaimed reincarnator, a version of her from the future.
“Could it have been that heart demon stirring trouble? But I burned it away with the Jade Firmament Purple Dome Flame.”
Zi Xunyi frowned lightly, a thread of doubt creeping into her mind.
The details of the dream had grown fuzzy, but the youth’s face remained crystal clear in her memory. It gave her a strangely familiar sensation, though she was certain she had never met him before.
She had come from the Eighth Continent and knew no one on the Jialan Continent.
“A husband? He looks so much younger than me. How could I possibly marry him?”
Zi Xunyi wondered if the youth had deliberately manipulated her dream. But she quickly shook her head.
Her own Divine Soul was powerful, shielded by the Jade Firmament Purple Dome Flame. No one short of a Divine Soul at the “True Realm”—capable of manifesting substantial form—could interfere with her in the slightest.
The Divine Soul True Realm was on par with a Mystic Ancestor expert, a level held only by the dean. No such figure existed among the academy’s students.
True Realm Divine Souls were far rarer than Mystic Ancestor experts, even on the Eighth Continent—let alone here on the Jialan Continent.
“Sigh.”
Zi Xunyi let out a breath. She had recently begun cultivating the Divine Intercourse Chapter, allowing her Divine Soul to drift between reality and illusion. Her goal had been to find a true soulmate, someone she could truly confide in, to alleviate the monotony of her life. She never imagined it would turn into such an intense erotic dream.
Had she made a mistake in her cultivation? That shouldn’t be possible.
“Could that youth be one of the academy’s students?”
With that thought, Zi Xunyi rose from the bathtub. She circulated her Mystic Power to evaporate the water from her skin, then donned a fresh purple dress. She left the small building and headed for the dean’s office.
The position of Inner Academy Dean currently sat vacant, with affairs handled by the vice dean and grand elder. The dean’s office stood empty—and locked.
But Zi Xunyi had special privileges. She pushed open the door and began rifling through the student records.
Channeling her Spiritual Power, a glow flickered at her brow as she swiftly scanned every file.
She found no matching profile for the youth.
“Not a student? Or perhaps not from the Inner Academy?” Zi Xunyi paused in thought. It suddenly hit her that the new student enrollment was happening these very days. “One of the Outer Academy new students?”
She decided to go take a look.
Strictly speaking, students were not permitted to leave except during designated holidays or training expeditions. But Zi Xunyi possessed a Nether Realm Divine Soul and could project it outward.
Back at the Cliffside Small Building, she sat in her room and condensed a Divine Soul Incarnation to send forth.
Half an hour later, Zi Xunyi’s Divine Soul Incarnation arrived in the Outer Academy and made for the Rain Heaven Pavilion to seek out the Outer Court Dean.
At the dean’s office door, Zi Xunyi politely knocked. Upon hearing the response from within, she pushed the door open and entered.
Dean Yu Qing was the only one inside, reviewing the speech script she would use shortly. She looked up in surprise at Zi Xunyi’s Divine Soul Incarnation and set down the parchment in her hand.
“Lady Zi Ji, what brings you here?”
The Outer Court Dean and the Inner Academy grand elder were sisters. Zi Xunyi had met her a few times and got straight to the point without ceremony.
“Dean Yu Qing, may I see the files for this batch of new students?”
