The Goddess Chronicles: Starting by Holding the Fairy's Fate in His Hands

Rong Qianqin didn't say anything more and waved her hand.

The stone door to the cave closed, and the layers of restrictions lit up one by one.

The way she looked at Lin Yi was different from before.

The sense of distance had diminished, replaced by a warmer atmosphere.

There's also an undeniable domineering presence.

What followed naturally fell into place.

But this time, Rong Qianqin was no longer that cold, lifeless cultivation tool.

Nourished by Lin Yi's pure Yang essence, it seemed as if something within her body had been awakened.

Although she still didn't talk much, her responses were much more genuine.

Each exchange of breaths brought Lin Yi an unprecedented shock.

It was a resonance that struck straight to the soul.

Lin Yi had only one thought in his mind: This Rong Qianqin is too amazing!

For seven days straight, there was no peace and quiet in the cave.

Rong Qianqin seemed like a different person, demanding things day and night, with an unusual urgency in her eyes.

Fortunately, Lin Yi had a strong foundation and his body could withstand the effects of the miraculous medicine.

On the evening of the seventh day, the two finally stopped.

Rong Qianqin straightened her clothes with her back to Lin Yi, her voice returning to its usual calm, as if what had just happened was just an ordinary cultivation session.

"It seems that I alone cannot digest your pure yang essence."

She turned around, her tone flat: "I need to strengthen my team as soon as possible. You're so capable, why don't you train with Xiaowei and Sijia more? Otherwise... it would be such a waste."

Lin Yi's lips twitched.

Good heavens, this empress has a really big heart!

What is waste?

Did they use him as breeding stock?

He's been a womanizer for so many years, which woman hasn't been won over by his charm?

How come everything has changed since we arrived at this desolate place?

Now even his legal wife is starting to stuff women into his arms, just to improve the team's fighting power?

After so many days of skin-to-skin contact, did she not feel anything at all?

Is Lin Yi just a cultivation tool?

For the first time, Lin Yi felt a tightness in his chest.

Seeing that he remained silent for a while, Rong Qianqin frowned: "You're not happy?"

Lin Yi looked at her flawless face and sighed inwardly.

Oh well, I'm not losing out anyway.

"Okay," he replied casually.

Rong Qianqin's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

Immediately afterwards, her aura exploded!

Foundation Establishment Peak, Pseudo-Core Formation, Early Golden Core Stage, Mid-Golden Core Stage...

An aura far surpassing that of a Golden Core cultivator instantly enveloped the entire cave!

Nascent Soul Stage!

Lin Yi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "You... what's your cultivation level?!"

Rong Qianqin suppressed her aura and said calmly, "I am not the complete me. My original body was destroyed ten thousand years ago when it was sealed in the Demon Abyss."

"I am just a severed clone, retaining some memories and missions. The meaning of my life is to guard the seal of the Demon Abyss."

She raised her hand, a wisp of pure yang energy swirling around her fingertips: "It's you, Lin Yi! Your pure yang essence broke the seal within me, and now I have recovered a portion of my original cultivation."

She looked at Lin Yi, a rare hint of trust in her eyes: "I don't know why, but I just trust you. Can you continue to help me?"

Lin Yi stared at her blankly.

She's still so beautiful.

But at this moment, there is a heartbreaking sense of emptiness.

She was just an avatar.

A tool, a broken shadow.

How stunning must her true form be?

What kind of despair did they experience?

An indescribable feeling welled up in my heart.

"Damn it..." he muttered under his breath.

"What's wrong with you?" Rong Qianqin tilted her head.

Lin Yi took a deep breath: "I can help you, but you also know that I don't belong here. You have to tell me how to leave."

Rong Qianqin nodded: "As long as the Demon Abyss seal is intact and the situation stabilizes, I will tell you a safe way out."

"Although the spiritual energy is now active, the rules of heaven and earth are still chaotic, and the space is unstable."

"Without my guidance, if you forcibly break through the boundary, you will surely die."

Lin Yi's spirits lifted.

Looking at the woman before him, who lived solely to protect the seal, the frustration in his heart transformed into an impulse.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms: "Before that, I'll practice with you a few more times."

Rong Qianqin did not dodge and obediently cooperated.

Lin Yi sighed inwardly.

One is an avatar born for a mission, the other is a passerby who only wants to leave.

But at least in this moment, she is real, and she belongs to him.

When Lin Yi returned to his palace, he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart.

With a thought, he summoned Mu Yun'er back, who had just formed her golden core.

three days later.

In a flash of inspiration, a figure as ethereal and aloof as an immortal appeared in the palace.

"Young Master." Mu Yun'er nodded slightly.

Looking at her, Lin Yi felt a little less of the unfamiliarity he felt.

In this desolate land, only Mu Yun'er, like him, came from outside.

"It's good that you're back. From now on, just like before, take good care of me."

Mu Yun'er gave a soft "hmm" and went to the side to make tea.

Only a scoundrel would do something like making a Golden Core Fairy serve tea and water.

really.

Mu Yun'er had only been back for a day when Lin Yi came knocking on her door with his cultivation arrangements.

The first one to arrive was He Xiaowei.

She wasn't wearing that cold, hard armor; instead, she was wearing a light red dress, but she stood at the door, hesitant to come in, her face flushed.

"Young...Young Master..." she said softly, not daring to lift her head.

Lin Yi beckoned her in.

Then He Sijia arrived.

The girl was more generous and bowed to Lin Yi, saying, "Sijia greets young master."

Then, one by one, the group of girls poured in.

There were seven or eight people in total, and they quickly filled the bedroom with a fragrant aroma.

The beauties, some plump and some slender, were dazzling to behold.

Mu Yun'er walked over with the brewed spiritual tea, and her hands trembled when she saw the scene.

Goodness, so many women?

Is this scoundrel planning to establish his own sect and dedicate himself to the great cause of dual cultivation?

Is he able to manage all that?

She was internally ranting, but on her face she had to put on a calm and collected demeanor as she placed the teacup next to Lin Yi.

It's just that the force I used when I put it down was a tiny bit too much.

Lin Yi picked up his cup and took a sip of tea.

Looking at the girls before him, he spoke: "The Empress has given you to me, so I will make things clear."

Everyone fell silent.

He Xiaowei also secretly looked up at him.

"Xiaowei,"

Lin Yi called out to her first, "You have the best foundation. From now on, you will practice with me alone once every seven days."

He Xiaowei trembled, her ears turning bright red.

She lowered her head and replied, "...Yes, young master."

"As for you," Lin Yi looked at the others, "I don't have much time. I can only teach one or two people a day, at most. Who will get a turn...?"

He paused deliberately, "You can compete among yourselves. The one who makes the most progress and whom I am most satisfied with will have priority."

The girls started looking at each other, their eyes sparkling.

"Yes, young master!"

Everyone answered in unison.

Lin Yi nodded, mentally calculating the costs.

He Xiaowei has one every seven days, and the remaining nine have one every day?

It takes more than a week to finish.

Forget it, let's do it monthly.

That's all for today. You can go back and prepare.

Lin Yi waved his hand.

The girls bowed and then left.

The palace fell silent.

Mu Yun'er was tidying up the tea set when she couldn't help but glance at Lin Yi.

His eyes seemed to say: Young master, you must be very busy.

Lin Yi crossed his legs: "Don't overthink it. It's the Empress's idea. I just want to become stronger quickly and leave this place as soon as possible. Don't you want to leave?"

Mu Yun'er withdrew her gaze and gave a soft hum.

Lin Yi's lips curled up slightly.

I have to leave, but before I do, I should help Rong Qianqin if I can.

Life in this desolate place doesn't seem so bad anymore.

……

On the other side, in the Juelingmen Square.

The sunlight shone on the bluestone slabs, making them feel cold.

A horse-faced monk wearing a dark green robe blocked Qin Hongmei and Shu Yan's way.

His eyes lit up as he looked the two girls up and down: "Fairy Qin, Fairy Shu, you've become more spirited; it's the perfect time for you to shine."

"Both of you have reached the Foundation Establishment stage; your future is very bright."

"However, the path of cultivating immortality is not easy; it's too difficult for one person."

He forced a smile: "My name is Wang Biao, Grand Elder of the Inner Sect, late-stage Golden Core."

"If you two are willing to become my Daoist partners, I will definitely shower you with resources to help you reach the Golden Core stage!"

Qin Hongmei's face darkened: "Thanks! But I already have a husband, and I will never look for anyone else in this life."

Shu Yan coldly replied, "My sister's husband and I are the same person."

Wang Biao was stunned for a moment, then his anger flared up instantly.

His face darkened: "Hmph! Ungrateful! Wasn't your man just a pretty boy the Empress took a liking to? He was only at the Qi Refining stage when he left!"

"The world has changed so much now, he probably can't even touch the threshold of Foundation Establishment, right?"

"What future can you have following a useless Qi Refining stage cultivator? You'd be better off with me..."

"Shut up!" Qin Hongmei interrupted sharply. "My husband is exceptionally talented; it's not your place to spout nonsense! He will definitely go faster and farther than everyone else!"

Shu Yan pressed her hand against the storage bag, her voice even colder: "I only recognize one man in my life. If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Wang Biao was so angry that his face twisted in rage.

But he remembered the Empress's order: the nine major sects were not allowed to fight amongst themselves.

He hadn't completely seized control of the Jueling Sect yet, so he had to swallow his anger.

"Very well...very well!" He grinned sinisterly. "The sect is in dire need of people to repair the Demon Abyss seal. You two are so courageous, you shouldn't be afraid of danger, right? We'll see!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeve and transformed into a beam of light, flying away.

With the pressure dissipating, Qin Hongmei and Shu Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing the worry in each other's eyes.

"Lin Lang has been taken into the palace by the Empress, and I wonder what's become of him." Qin Hongmei gazed towards the imperial city.

Shu Yan held her hand: "Don't worry, he'll be fine. He's so capable, he'll definitely be able to turn bad luck into good."

"Yes." Qin Hongmei nodded. "Lin Lang, you must take good care of yourself."

Shu Yan's eyes were also full of anticipation: "Husband, we're waiting for you to come back."

Meanwhile, in the imperial palace...

Lin Yi was pondering the scheduling when a thought suddenly struck him.

I seemed to sense two deep concerns from afar.

On the other side of the Land of Desolation lies the Black Cloud Abyss.

This place is perpetually shrouded in dark clouds and poisonous fog, and is notorious as a dead zone.

Beneath the abyss lies a sinister and eerie sect.

Xuanming Sect.

Inside the main hall, the torches flickered on and off.

A burly man, as strong as an iron tower, sat on top, clad in heavy black armor, with a scar across half his face.

This person is the leader of the Xuanming Sect.

Li Tianjue.

A body cultivator at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm is known for his ruthlessness.

He squinted, staring at the people standing below.

The elder of the Jueling Sect who accepted Lin Yi as his disciple, Master Qingming.

"You old bastard Qingming,"

Li Tianjue lowered his voice, "You better not be playing me."

thump!

Master Qingming's legs went weak, and he knelt down immediately: "Sect Leader Li, please investigate! I wouldn't dare to lie to you even if you gave me ten thousand lives!"

He raised his head, his eyes gleaming with greed: "That day, before the spiritual energy had awakened, I was ordered to go and receive the new bride."

"That Lin Yi was just an ordinary martial arts practitioner back then!"

"But he casually pulled out two...two low-grade spirit stones!"

His throat went dry at the mention of spirit stones: "Later, the two women beside him cultivated at an absurdly fast pace! They reached the late stage of Qi Refining in just a few days!"

"Where would this godforsaken place get so many good things? Unless that kid has even more spirit stones hidden on him!"

Li Tianjue tapped his fingers on the chair armrest, making a thumping sound.

That makes sense.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes. "Although the spiritual energy has awakened, the spiritual veins are still very weak. Every spirit stone is a treasure left over from ancient times, and they are extremely valuable."

He leaned forward: "If I could find that kid, pry him open, and dig out where the spirit stones came from, combined with the current spiritual energy, my cultivation speed would increase at least tenfold! I might even be able to break through the bottleneck of the mid-stage Golden Core realm in one go!"

He slammed his hand on the chair: "Send me the Xuanming Decree!"

"Lin Yi, the one who escaped from the Extinction Spirit Sect, carries the secret of an ancient spirit stone! All Xuanming Sect disciples, immediately send out a search party!"

"Whoever captures Lin Yi alive will be rewarded with ten low-grade spirit stones, a drop of Xuanming Body Tempering True Blood, and will be directly promoted to Inner Sect Elder!"

"Anyone who dares to block our path, no matter who they are, will be killed without mercy!"

boom!

The entire Xuanming Sect was in an uproar!

Ten spirit stones! Xuanming True Blood! Inner Sect Elder!

Master Qingming slowly got up, wiped away his cold sweat, and looked at the gloomy sky outside the hall, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"Lin Yi, you brat... it's all because of those two spirit stones. This time I'll expose everything you have, let's see where you can run!"

……

Tianxuan Continent, Western part of Zhongzhou.

In a remote and desolate mountain, there stands a dilapidated signboard.

Qinglan Sect.

There are only thirty to fifty disciples, and the highest level of cultivation is no more than the early stage of Golden Core.

Inside the council hall.

Wei Xian sat alone, his figure stiff as a statue.

"Damn it... Where the hell is that brat Lin Yi?!"

His voice was hoarse: "I've searched almost half of Zhongzhou! I've used the Spiritual Soul Guiding Technique no less than ten times, but each time it was blurry and unclear, and recently the connection has been completely lost!"

He turned around abruptly: "Oh no! The connection between my life force and my soul is getting weaker and weaker. Could it be that I've really been swept into the void turbulence and vanished without a trace?"

The thought sent a shiver down his spine.

His life force is still locked in that kid's body!

The Boundary-Breaking Pearl is also in Lin Yi's hands!

"Kid, you absolutely can't die..." Wei Xian's tone was grave. "No, my soul isn't in any danger. This kid is definitely not dead!"

After saying that, he vanished in a flash.

……

The back courtyard of Qinglan Sect.

Sima Liuying leaned against the window, her once bright face now much thinner.

She gazed at the drifting clouds in the sky, her eyes vacant.

Aunt Sima Qiuyun sat at the table, fiddling with a jade pendant left behind by Lin Yi.

She gently comforted him, "Ying'er, don't worry too much! My good disciple is very lucky and will definitely be alright."

Sima Liuying raised her hand and gently placed it on her lower abdomen.

Her voice was soft: "Auntie, I don't care where he is, I just want him to be alive."

She turned her head, her eyes misty with tears: "Lin Yi, you must not be hurt... Even if you really don't come back, I will still leave you an heir, and then I will seek revenge on the Situ family!"

Sima Qiuyun suddenly stood up: "Ying'er! You...you're pregnant?!"

A blush rose on Sima Liuying's pale face: "I...I don't know either! I've just been feeling really tired lately, my appetite is weird, and my period is really late..."

Sima Qiuyun pulled her into her arms: "My silly Ying'er...it will be alright, everything will be alright! That brat will definitely come back!"

……

The royal palace of the Women's Kingdom.

After a day of rest, Lin Yi was full of energy.

The next morning, he called He Sijia over.

This girl is at the prime of her life, radiating youthful energy.

Her looks are undeniable; she is elegant and refined.

Her figure is starting to show curves, and she has everything she should have.

What's even more commendable is her dedication and superior talent.

He Sijia was clearly dressed up specially today.

She wore a light green dress that made her skin look as white and tender as snow, and her jet-black hair was loose and held up only by a jade hairpin.

Her purity is tinged with a touch of allure, like a lotus flower just blooming in the morning dew.

She walked quietly into the hall, her fingers unconsciously clenching her sleeves.

She knew what was going to happen today. She was both looking forward to making further progress in her cultivation and couldn't help feeling a little nervous and shy.

She looked up at Lin Yi, her voice trembling slightly, "Sijia greets Young Master. The path of cultivation is not easy, and today... I humbly request your guidance."

After saying that, her face turned red, and her youthful appearance, which was trying to appear calm, was particularly endearing.

Lin Yi's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but swallow.

To be honest, he hadn't originally planned to take all these beautiful girls around him at once.

Who would have thought that Empress Rong Qianqin would act out of the ordinary and come up with some kind of rapid training plan, insisting that he personally guide her!

Sigh, what can I do when I have a body that can cure all ills?

With great ability comes great responsibility!

He had no choice but to accept the task of teaching the fairy how to cultivate.

Lin Yi looked at He Sijia in front of him and felt a little embarrassed.

Although he had some contact with her when he taught her cultivation before, he always kept a very proper distance.

Today, we suddenly had to take the step of dual cultivation, and neither of us was quite comfortable with it.

上

Just then...

"He Sijia! Get your ass out here!"

A loud roar came from outside the palace!

A group of people barged in without saying a word.

The leader was a man in his early thirties, wearing a brocade robe and a jade crown, his face contorted with anger.

The cultivation level at the early stage of Golden Core.

It was Deng Zhi, the Zhenyuan General of the Women's Kingdom.

His eyes turned red the moment he saw Lin Yi and He Sijia standing together.

"Scarlett! You...you really are here! Didn't you promise to be my Daoist partner? How could you be with this lecherous scoundrel?!"

He Sijia's face darkened: "General Deng, I've already made it clear to you, there's absolutely no way we can be together."

"That marriage agreement was made by your Deng family; it has nothing to do with me!"

"His Majesty has already betrothed me to you, young master. I will only listen to you for the rest of my life!"

Deng Zhi laughed angrily, then turned to Lin Yi: "Lin Yi! You good-for-nothing who only knows how to hide behind women! Have the guts to fight me one-on-one!"

Lin Yi rolled his eyes.

How come I keep running into these kinds of things everywhere I go?

He Sijia quickly grabbed him: "Young Master, don't go! He's at the Golden Core stage, while you're only at the Foundation Establishment stage..."

Lin Yi patted her hand and looked at Deng Zhi.

"A one-on-one fight? Sure."

His voice turned cold: "You trespassed into the inner palace and disturbed my rest. Do you want to wait until tomorrow? Let's deal with it now."

"You're asking for it!"

Deng Zhi was furious, and his Golden Core stage aura exploded outwards.

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yi had vanished.

There were no fancy moves, just a black shadow flashing by, accompanied by a muffled thunderous sound!

The Great Sun Golden Body Technique is activated to its maximum!

Fivefold Mountain-Crushing Force!

Deng Zhitong's pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly blocked the attack.

"Snap!!!"

The sound of bones breaking echoed throughout the yard.

Lin Yi's fist slammed solidly into Deng Zhi's chest.

The fierce look on Deng Zhi's face vanished instantly, turning ashen.

"No... I am a Golden Core cultivator..."

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood mist spurted from his mouth.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashed into the artificial hill, and never moved again.

The audience was silent.

One punch?

Just one punch?!

The renowned and powerful General Deng Zhi was killed by Lin Yi with a single punch?!

He Sijia covered her mouth, her eyes wide open.

A surge of warmth welled up inside me.

Young Master... he's actually that powerful?!

Lin Yi flicked his wrist and glanced at the group of trembling followers:

"Drag him away and clean him up. Report to the Imperial Household Department that Deng Zhi broke into the inner palace and attempted assassination, and that I have executed him on the spot."

After saying that, he turned and closed the door, then looked at He Sijia, his relaxed smile returning to his face:

"Alright, no one's in the way anymore. Shall we continue?"

He Sijia snapped out of her shock, met his smiling eyes, and blushed instantly, nodding vigorously.

"Hmm... I'll do as you say, young master."

Lin Yi smiled and reached out to untie her sash.

The light gauze slipped off.

The whole room was lit up.

Her skin was dazzlingly white, and her figure was captivatingly graceful.

Her waist was incredibly thin, and her legs were long and straight.

She was a little nervous, her body trembling slightly, but she still straightened her back and let him look at her.

"Young master... Scarlett, her heart, has long belonged to you."

The sound was so soft it was like a mosquito humming.

Lin Yi gently pulled her into his arms.

A sweet fragrance emanated from the girl.

He lowered his head and kissed her.

"Don't be afraid, sweetie."

He Sijia's body went limp immediately.

"Young master, please be gentle..."

She closed her eyes and completely surrendered herself to him.

Spring is growing stronger in the palace.