Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 353 Free and Easy Wind Riding
In the ten-foot-square, knife-cut cave chamber, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the boy's strong physique. His muscular body, honed through rigorous training in the snowy northern plains, was like a sculpture. His broad shoulders, thick chest muscles, and clearly defined eight-pack abs were sharp and angular, glistening with sweat in the candlelight. The distinct light and shadow outlined the curves of his V-line, and his back resembled a coiled dragon. Beads of sweat trickled down his waist, dripping into the cave and landing on the ground with a crackling sound like jade beads falling to earth.

Startled awake, Huangfu Yi realized that he had been stripped of all his armor and bound by a magical ribbon, hanging in the stone chamber, unable to move for a moment.

Huangfu Yi was startled and quickly looked down, only to realize that his abdomen had been treated with some kind of holy healing medicine and had recovered completely. However, despite his desperate efforts, bulging the veins in his shoulders and arms and straining his muscles, he could not break free from the binding of the fairy ribbon. Instead, his strong muscles were marked with red marks. His struggles were futile, and he ended up sweating profusely, making the room steamy and his body shiny with oil, but he had no way to escape.

"Witch! Witch! Let me go! You deserve to die!"

Huangfu Yi was also exasperated. Ordinary mortals might never have the chance to become immortals in their entire lives, yet he had seen several immortals soaring high above the world. Wasn't this a bit too much of a stroke of luck?

The cave fell silent for a moment, presumably because the demoness was not there. Huangfu Yi was also deep in thought, racking his brains for a way to escape.

According to his family's classic texts, once one cultivates the Gang Fist to the sixteenth level of strength, one can fight even a Core Formation mage. That's why the village allowed him to risk coming out to seek help.

But now Huangfu Yi was sweating profusely from all the struggle, and he couldn't even do anything with a ribbon. He was completely helpless. It was likely that the demoness he had casually captured had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, even if he were a Nascent Soul cultivator, Huangfu Yi would still dare to take a gamble. After all, he could still rely on the true teachings of Yao Guang Sword Immortal. Back then, which of the great demons who invaded Jiuquan Village were not demon gods or demon kings? They were all killed by Yao Guang Sword Immortal in a matter of seconds.

The problem is that although Huangfu Yi was able to receive the true teachings of the sword immortal, he only learned the technique but not the method. Over the years, he has indeed memorized the sword talismans and incantations by observing the Yao Guang sword formation. It is just a pity that although the immortal set up the sword formation, he did not leave behind the method of cultivation and Qi refining.

However, the fire-based internal energy cultivation technique of the Huangfu family is ultimately just a body-refining technique. Therefore, Huangfu Yi can only hold back his true qi for now, copy the Yao Guang sword talisman on the talisman paper, and then activate the sword talisman by performing hand seals and chanting incantations before battle to kill the enemy.

Therefore, with his hands and feet bound and his whole body tied up like a rice dumpling, Huangfu Yi was unable to draw any sword talismans.

Having no other options, Huangfu Yi had no choice but to relax his strength, calm down for the time being, and look around the stone chamber to see if there was any way out.

Unexpectedly, upon closer inspection, the stone chamber had no door at all. The floor was covered with white jade bricks, talismans, and incantations, while the ceiling was adorned with jade and emerald discs carved with dragons and phoenixes. From top to bottom, gusts of spiritual wind blew, and the breath of heaven and earth circulated naturally, flowing like the universe itself. Clearly, a spiritual vein from some mountain was being drawn through the stone chamber for cultivation purposes.

The celestial silk ribbon fluttered in the spiritual breeze, like a dragon exhaling mist, hanging from the claws of the dragon carved at the top. The four white walls were like mirrors, almost reflecting human figures. Beside them were stone tables and benches, a jade bed and a celestial couch, with silk brocade quilts scattered on the bed, and thin gauze and feather robes hanging to the side... This, this seems to be a boudoir?

Huangfu Yi realized what was happening and felt a chill run down his spine. He broke out in a cold sweat and thought to himself, "It's all over. What does that demoness want to do with me in this place? She's probably trying to drain my life force!"
Huangfu Yi was no longer a child. He had seen it before in the icy plains. Many villagers had disappeared at night because the demonic mother beast transformed into a beautiful woman and used all sorts of tricks and charms to lure them out of the sword formation for wild sex. Then, she would take the opportunity to drain their yang energy, devour their essence and blood, and eat their flesh and bones. In the end, they would be left with nothing but a withered human skin, dying a miserable death.

The thought that he might not escape the same fate filled him with dejection. He couldn't help but lament that after all the hardships of returning to the Central Plains, not only had he failed to find reinforcements to save him, but he had also been drained dry by a demoness. He had utterly disgraced the Huangfu family... Oh, it seems he didn't introduce himself? Well, at least he didn't disgrace the family...

"What, you were just acting like a hero, and now you're scared?"

When Huangfu Yi looked up, he saw that the demoness had entered the room at some point, wearing only a red veil, and was looking him up and down beside him.

Knowing that further words would be pointless, and that there was no need to embarrass oneself on the verge of death, Huangfu Yi simply closed his eyes, resigning himself to his fate.

"Hey, what's wrong? Still not begging for mercy? Waiting for me to serve you?"

The demoness was both annoyed and amused.

“You little thief, you killed my boy. Do you dare to admit the cause and effect?”

"I did it! You evil heretic, everyone has the right to kill you! You old hag, stop dawdling! Give me a quick death!"

Huangfu Yi raised his neck to provoke her into making a move.

"Hmph, good that you admit it. You took his life and robbed him of his destiny, so you have to take on the debt he owed."

The demoness raised her hand, and with her index and middle fingers, she picked up a piece of mutton-fat jade.

"So that you may know, I am Du Qiluo, a Qi cultivator from Qiyun Cave in Qingtan Gorge, a true disciple of the Nine Heavens Free and Unfettered Immortal Sect, and the master of the Free and Unfettered Wind Pavilion."

You little thief, since you killed my disciple, I will make you pay with your life. You must become my disciple and my attendant.

Once you reach the Nascent Soul realm, you will become my partner for dual cultivation and inherit my mantle of the Wind Control Pavilion.

Huangfu Yi didn't even look at her.

"wishful thinking!"

"Snapped!"

Du Qiluo slapped him hard, turned Huangfu Yi back to face her, licked her lips, and sneered.
"How dare you look down on my Free and Unfettered Immortal Sect! You little thief! Let me tell you, I don't even put Emei in my eyes! Don't expect them to come to your rescue!"

Huangfu Yi was too lazy to waste words with her, but suddenly a thought struck him and he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Can you defeat the Demonic Cult's Dharma King?"

"..."

Du Qiluo was also surprised that he suddenly jumped so far, and was speechless for a moment.

Huangfu Yi rolled his eyes at her.
"Tch, what's the point of becoming your disciple?"

Du Qiluo's chest heaved with anger as she raised an eyebrow and said furiously,

"You little thief! Don't be ungrateful! The Blood Talisman Cult is one of the three great sects in the world! The Ten Demon Lords are also top experts in the world! The Four Dharma Kings are all supreme beings who suppress their respective regions!"

"What! Do you really think someone has to be a level above the Dharma King to be qualified to be your master? How many people like that are there in the world! Don't set your sights too high!"

Huangfu Yi was impatient.

"Stop talking nonsense, just kill. Anyway, you're going to die now or die later if Blood God Child pounces on you, so why bother?"

"Huh? Could it be that you actually met the Blood God Child? Then how did you survive...?"

Du Qiluo was also taken aback. After calculating with her fingers, she frowned and asked curiously,

"Interesting. I didn't expect your affinity for immortality to be so strong. You even faced a near-death experience with the Divine Sect. You are indeed a rough gem..."

Alright! So what if he's a Dharma King? Who says we can't beat him! When my Nine Heavens Immortal Sect was dominating the world, that mere Divine Lord hadn't even grown a full beard yet!

If you are willing to become my disciple, I will not only teach you the secrets of the Free and Unfettered Wind Riding Technique, but also the dual cultivation and yin-yang union techniques, allowing you to quickly become a top master!

Furthermore, I will impart to you the secret manual of our sect! The Nine Heavens Free and Blissful Book!
Once this manual is mastered, one can unify the nine energies and transform all the primordial energy of the world into one!
He can soar to the heavens and plunging into the earth, doing whatever he pleases! His divine skills are unparalleled, invincible under heaven!

"At that time, let alone some insignificant divine sect, even if all nine peak masters of the demonic sect were to arrive, they would all be easily defeated!" Huangfu Yi said with disbelief.
"If you're so good, why don't you practice yourself?"

Du Qiluo raised her head and said,

"Who said I haven't practiced? I've only cultivated for two hundred years, yet I've already absorbed a thousand years' worth of Dao power! I've broken through to the Nascent Soul realm and refined the Five Elements Dao Qi! Furthermore, I've mastered the Eighteen Heavenly Gang Techniques. Even the true disciples of the Demonic Sect wouldn't be afraid of me! Even if the old ghosts in the mountains were to make a move, I would still have the strength to fight them!"
I'm not afraid to tell you that I'm a latecomer to this path. Back then, I was ambushed and my cultivation was ruined. When I received the true teachings of the Carefree Immortal Path, my Dao body was already damaged and my primordial Yin was lost. Therefore, my cultivation is much more difficult. At most, I can only cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage in this life, and I'm afraid I won't be able to pass the three trials. I have no hope of attaining the Dao in this life, so I must find a new Dao body as soon as possible and reincarnate to start cultivating the immortal path again.

However, as long as you agree to become my disciple and inherit the mantle of my Free and Unfettered Sect, I will impart all my life's work and a thousand years of cultivation to you! As long as you swear to help me reincarnate after my death, and then take me back into your sect as a disciple, we can cultivate together as a couple, and all kinds of divine skills, secret manuals, rare treasures, and beautiful women will be within your grasp!

How was the deal? Not bad, right?

"Oh."

Huangfu Yi shook his head.
"Don't do it."

"Why?! You didn't lose anything!? How dare you look down on me?!"

Du Qiluo hadn't expected this kid to be so difficult to deal with, so impervious to reason, and she was about to break down.

Huangfu Yi snorted coldly.
"You're making it sound so good, do you think I'm stupid? If this were really such a great thing, would it be my turn? Why would you tie me up like this? Let me go first, and maybe I can consider it!"

"Heh, still playing tricks at a time like this, you little thief are quite amusing."

Du Qiluo chuckled, circling around Huangfu Yi, raising her eyebrows, and sizing him up. Looking at his well-defined muscles, she couldn't resist pinching and touching them.

"Hehe, but you don't need to belittle yourself. If you were just an ordinary mortal, who would bother talking nonsense with you? They would have already turned you into dregs."

I saw that your aptitude is truly rare. I just checked it again, and hehe, this immortal root is indeed exceptionally gifted. Your appearance and figure are also quite pleasing to my eye. You are definitely much better than the previous one.

That's why I sincerely invited you to become my partner, to cultivate together, share the same heavenly blessings, roam freely with the wind, and ascend to paradise together. And you're so ungrateful!

"You! Hmph! Demon! Enough talk! Kill me now!"

Huangfu Yi knew that he would suffer countless humiliations in this witch's hands and had no hope of survival, so he was too lazy to argue with her anymore and simply closed his eyes to wait for death.

"Hehe, little thief, there's never been anyone my Free and Unfettered Immortal Sect couldn't get. You want to play? Fine, I'll play along with you."

Du Qiluo stroked down Huangfu Yi's chest and abdomen, then suddenly pressed down with her palm, sending a stream of true qi into Huangfu Yi's dantian!
At first, Huangfu Yi could grit his teeth and close his eyes, trying to hold on. But who would have thought that the more true qi was poured in, the more it poured in, eventually overflowing from his sea of ​​qi and flowing against his meridians. Suddenly, his whole body felt numb and itchy, as if insects were gnawing at him. It was almost unbearable, and he couldn't help but tremble and sweat profusely.

"You! What are you doing! If you have the guts, just kill me! Stop resorting to these despicable tactics! You're not a hero!"

Du Qiluo rolled her eyes at him, gently bit her lip, and blew into his ear.

"I was never a hero, but I love toying with you self-righteous heroes."

Do you feel hot all over, sweating profusely, and your skin is more sensitive than usual?

Hehe, don't worry, this is the healing powder I just used to treat your injuries, the medicinal power of which has dissipated.

Now I will first transfer a hundred years of internal energy to you, to expand your meridians and Qi sea, so that you can get used to the Qi circulation of my Xiaoyao Sect.

"It would be such a waste if, during our dual cultivation, you couldn't withstand the pressure and went into a qi deviation, causing such a promising talent to explode and die."

"You! You witch!! Ahhh!"

Huangfu Yi was also unable to move, and could only rage in vain. However, it wasn't actually pain for him. It was more like... the complete opposite of pain. He felt an intense, blissful sensation throughout his body, almost to the point of ecstasy, about to fall into an abyss, almost unable to control himself, about to explode and release...

"Hehe, I thought you little thief were a eunuch, but it turns out you've been trying so hard to hold it in. What happened? You couldn't hold it in after just one time?"
"Hehehe, no, no, that won't do! I haven't even taught you the secret technique of riding the wind yet. If I were to open your golden gates wide now, draining your yang energy, all our previous efforts would be wasted!"

Du Qiluo suddenly chuckled, flipped her slender palm, and with a series of taps of her slender fingers, she traveled all over Huangfu Yi's acupoints, using some kind of exquisite finger technique, and in an instant it seemed as if more than three hundred Qi needles were injected into his body, firmly sealing his meridians and acupoints.

"Gulp! Witch! Kill me... Waaah!"

Du Qiluo sealed all the acupoints on his body, then took out a deep red and purple pill, stuffed it into Huangfu Yi's mouth, and sealed it with fairy gauze.

"Hehe, little thief, you want to play? Fine, this Mysterious Female Dragon Tiger Pill nourishes the essence, strengthens the vital energy, and nourishes the blood to shape the body."

Back then, even those kings and generals cried and begged for the chance to lick a lipstick of it, but they didn't get it! Haha!
You should slowly absorb the medicinal power. Endure for seven days and seven nights, and then your master will come to guide you into the Dao, hand in hand, to help you build your foundation.

Hehe, just this once, I guarantee you'll soar to the heavens, ascend to eternal bliss, and never forget me for the rest of your life. Hehehehehe..."

Du Qiluo giggled sweetly, her graceful figure flashed, and she swayed her waist as she turned into the mirror-like white wall, disappearing without a trace.

"Whoosh...whoosh...hiss...hiss..."

Unable to speak, Huangfu Yi gasped for breath, his saliva mingling with the elixir in his mouth, dissolving into a potent medicinal force that flowed into his abdomen like a blazing fire. Each sip of the elixir was accompanied by a rich medicinal fragrance. His mouth and nose were sealed by the enchantress's protective silk, filling his nasal cavity with the scent of lotus flowers. The more he breathed, the hotter his body became, as if a raging fire had ignited within his lungs. He was instantly drenched in sweat, and his body felt a tingling, numb, and itchy sensation.

The century-old true qi forcibly injected into his body by the demoness was completely out of his control, churning within his inner sea of ​​qi, surging and flowing through his eight extraordinary meridians, impacting all 360 acupoints and forcibly widening his meridians. It was like snakes and rats writhing wildly, insects gnawing and ants devouring him, forcing him to want to roar and release his energy, but he was immediately blocked by acupoint sealing. He was in great pain and struggled desperately, but was only further bound by the immortal ribbons, his feet leaving the ground, unable to exert any strength, a truly humiliating disgrace.

Huangfu Yi, Huangfu Yi, I never imagined that you, a dignified seven-foot man, would be reduced to the plaything of this vixen.

Just when the boy was helpless, feeling depressed and dejected, and about to give up on himself.

"Clap clap, clap clap, clap clap clap..."

Suddenly, a series of soft sounds came from in front of me.

Huangfu Yi looked up and saw a catfish splashing around in the mirror-like white wall, slapping its fins against the wall.

...A hallucination?
Huangfu Yi blinked hard, opened his eyes and saw that the catfish was still there. It even winked at him, indicating that it was time to leave, or it would be too late if it dawdled any longer.

Huangfu Yi was foolish.

Too late? Where to go?
Go and defend the Super Pidgin.

(End of this chapter)