I was humiliated in a world dominated by women

The immortal in white and the woman in red skirt sat opposite each other on the couch by the window, practicing together the skills written on the ancient wall.

Cheng Beisu is Yin and Mu Nanfeng is Yang, as if they are sitting at the two ends of a yin-yang fish. Their minds gradually become in harmony, and their spiritual worlds seem to enter into some kind of resonance.

It felt very strange, and at first the two of them did not interfere with each other and each went their own way, but gradually, the spiritual Yin energy in their bodies seemed to be pulled by some force, and could not help but slowly overflow from the body, diffusing black and white air currents in the air.

These air currents rotate and connect with each other to gradually form a yin-yang Tai Chi pattern.

The blood waves outside the window occasionally hit the stone wall, making a clear sound of waves hitting each other. The man and the woman gradually entered the state in this quiet atmosphere, and the black and white intertwined, as if they were about to turn into two balls of light intertwined with each other...

16. The nightmare of riding the North Su

The Taiyin-Taiyang Dual Cultivation method emphasizes the balance and rotation of Yin and Yang. The two practitioners are like two long rivers, and this method is the artificial canal opened between the rivers.

Mu Nanfeng transferred the desire in his blood into Cheng Beisu's body through the water channel. Cheng Beisu refined it into pure Taiyin power, and poured half of it back into Mu Nanfeng's body, leaving the other half to be absorbed by his own Dantian to nourish his meridians and soul.

The pain of the blood curse was thus alleviated.

But this is just the beginning, and the effect is minimal.

They both opened their eyes at the same time, their golden eyes and their black pupils facing each other.

Mu Nanfeng raised his hands forward with his palms facing outwards.

When Bei Su hesitated for a moment, he also raised his hands and placed his slender white palms over Mu Nanfeng's.

This is not an evil technique of intercourse. This technique is an orthodox dual cultivation method. It cultivates the Yin and Yang that conforms to the Way of Heaven. There is nothing to worry about, Cheng Beisu thought to himself and slowly closed his eyes.

"Si Qi, are you ready? I'm going to start."

Taking advantage of Bei Su's silence for a moment, he replied softly, "I'm ready, come on."

Seeing that she had no objection, Mu Nanfeng sat cross-legged, upright, and moved his lips, transmitting every word of the technique into Cheng Beisu's ears with extremely light sound waves.

As she performed the skill 'Chapter Two - Lust', the body of the woman in the red skirt gradually became hot, with an alluring red blush extending from her neck to her ears.

In just a few breaths, Cheng Beisu was sweating profusely under Mu Nanfeng's curse. The elegant red dress perfectly outlined her graceful curves, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead slid along the bridge of her nose all the way to the corners of her cherry-red lips.

Mu Nanfeng closed his eyes and moved his lips at an extremely fast speed. Finally, at a certain moment, the spiritual power mixed with desire in Bei Su's body was guided out by Mu Nanfeng and instantly poured into his seven meridians and eight vessels.

His body began to feel hot and his throat became dry.

As time passed, quietly, a black candle and a white candle appeared in front of the two people respectively. The swaying candle flames were like the two eyes of the yin-yang fish, and as the skills continued to flow, they gradually merged together.

The flickering candle flame gradually calmed down, and the intertwined colors of black and white made no distinction between you and me. The fairy in red skirt and the fairy king in white couldn't help but frown, as if they had reached a critical point -

Finally, the flame burst into a golden light, and the golden light waves resounded in all directions, and the two men suddenly opened their eyes.

The golden fox eyes and the deep black pupils seemed to be tightly linked together. At this moment, there was only each other in their eyes. They seemed to have reached some kind of strange resonance spiritually.

It was as if they had crossed the boundaries of time and space. The two souls came to a secret space that belonged only to them and built a spiritual house together.

The house was empty and without any furniture, probably because the two of them were expected to fill it up themselves.

At this moment, Cheng Beisu could feel that their thoughts had merged into one.

The fulfillment and joy in her heart felt incredible. She walked in the spiritual house that the two of them had built together. This house seemed to be baked by a warm stove, emitting a soothing warmth all the time.

She wanted to stay here forever, in this incomparable world.

The warmth here reminded her of her childhood. When she was young, she was weak and extremely afraid of the cold. Every time at this time, her teacher would wrap her tightly with her fur and try her best to keep her warm.

That was her happiest moment.

The master was a purple wolf, a spirit. On the eve of her transformation into a human, a group of merchants from the human kingdom passed by. A young man in the merchant group saw the master and said that he hated the color purple the most.

So, the teacher died.

The death happened suddenly, and all the purple wolf clan including my master were slaughtered. In the end, only a ten-year-old girl was left standing on the hillside covered with wolves' flesh and blood, awakening her yellow bloodline!

She burned all her blood and slaughtered all 39 members of the human merchant group, including the young boy, to death, regardless of gender, age or status.

Finally, she fell on the bright red snow, in front of her teacher who had fallen into eternal sleep.

'boom--'

In the darkness, a cluster of fire suddenly lit up. Si Yao suddenly opened her eyes and looked out the window. There was already a faint light in the sky and the sun was faintly visible.

Although the Taiyin-Taiyang Dual Cultivation Method is very effective in treating blood curses, it consumes a lot of energy.

Last night, she and Mu Nanfeng practiced dual cultivation for about four hours. They were both very tired, so they naturally fell asleep in each other's arms.

The blood curse had been suppressed to a very low level, and now she only felt a slight pain in her chest. Although the pain was still increasing, she could hold on for a while.

As if sensing something strange, Bei Su tilted her head slightly, and the handsome face of the man with his eyes quietly closed suddenly came into her sight. He was very close, so close that there was only a finger's distance between their lips.

The beautiful golden eyes expanded instantly, then shrank back into stars. Her breathing stopped, but the immortal's warm breath fanned between her slightly opened and closed pink lips.

While Bei Su remained calm, he lowered his long legs that were straddling his waist, gently moved his body and moved his head back.

But unfortunately, Mu Nanfeng held her very tightly, and his hands on her waist never loosened even in his sleep.

After waking up exhausted from a night of sleep, she felt sore all over and was too lazy to move. She had no choice but to let this lowly human hold her in his arms.

Cheng Beisu stared quietly at the man who was sleeping quietly in front of her. The man had a handsome face, like a banished immortal. She felt that this guy was more comfortable to look at when he was sleeping, like a dumb puppet, who could be manipulated by anyone.

She prefers dolls to humans.

But at this moment, Mu Nanfeng seemed to be having a nightmare, his brows were furrowed, his lips were pale and trembling, and he seemed to be mumbling something, "Si Qi~Si Qi...save me..."

Cheng Beisu watched quietly, and couldn't help but recall the dark time of last night. She was like a small boat, floating up and down in the rhythm of Mu Nanfeng's words.

The fusion of their spiritual seas created a tremendous wave. In the endless ocean, the small boat was too small.

However, although this is dangerous and exciting, it is also safe enough.

"Um...."

With a low groan, Mu Nanfeng seemed to wake up, and Cheng Beisu subconsciously closed his eyes.

......

Mu Nanfeng had a dream last night.

He dreamed that he was lying in the same bed with Cheng Beisu.

He and Cheng Beisu both glared at each other and cursed each other, but their bodies involuntarily hugged each other and were intimate.

He cursed Cheng Beisu, "You old witch, the executioner who even wanted to kill your own sister, the ugly fox with a mentally ill mind, you are disgusting and despicable!"

Si Yao also sneered and said to Mu Nanfeng, "You are a banana rotten to the root, a male dog with excessive hormone secretion, and a stinky rat that is only worthy of living in the sewer. Sooner or later, I will cut you into pieces, throw you into the howling oil hell, and cook you there!"

Mu Nanfeng also continued to retort that sooner or later he would strip Si Yao's fox skin and make a carpet, roast her skin and flesh into fragrant fox meat, and throw it to the stray dogs on the roadside...

The two of them looked at each other with resentment and hatred, and gradually became one.

Completely, at the peak, lost my mind...

......

Mu Nanfeng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from a nightmare.

His face was covered in sweat, he was still in shock, and his pale lips were trembling.

He stared blankly ahead. This was the most terrifying nightmare he had ever had. He clearly hated Si Yao so much, but in the dream he still gradually fell under Si Yao's attack.

Mu Nanfeng took a deep breath and glanced at the fairy in red dress sleeping quietly beside him. He hugged Xia Qingji into his arms to calm his nerves.

The fairy in red skirt struggled a bit, as if she wanted to turn over, but Mu Nanfeng had no choice but to let go.

Bei Su secretly breathed a sigh of relief and distanced himself from this lowly human being again.

Mu Nanfeng tilted his head and stared quietly at Xia Qingji's sleeping face. She was wearing a red dress that fitted her figure perfectly, making her delicate body curves look provocative and alluring. She was lying flat on her back, her soft facial curves were as quiet as the autumn moon, her lips were the color of blooming cherry blossoms, flowing with the pure dew of the morning, and her long and curled eyelashes trembled with every breathing.

Cheng Beisu couldn't stand his fixed gaze anymore, so she slowly opened her eyes, her golden eyes indifferent.

"Morning." Mu Nanfeng whispered.

Cheng Beisu was stunned for a moment, and his lips moved slightly: "Good morning..."

"How was last night?"

"....very good."

"Yes, me too."

......

On the banks of the Blood River.

The old woman and a group of Blood Wolf women stayed here all night, but they didn't hear the white-robed immortal's cry for surrender and help.

At first they thought there was no problem for an hour, and even after two or three hours, they were not worried at all. After all, no one could withstand the torture of the blood curse.

If the immortal king does not want to die with his Taoist partner, he must agree to their conditions.

In the eyes of the Blood Wolf Clan, even if the Immortal King disagreed, the Fairy in Red Dress would persuade the Immortal King in White to sacrifice himself. After all, he was just a man, and if he was gone, he was gone.

The Blood Wolf Clan has no father or husband, no family structure, and they don’t understand love.

They thought they had a sure win.

However, until the fifth hour, when it was almost dawn, the Immortal King in White still showed no sign of surrender!

This is impossible! The female wolves were so tired of waiting that their legs were numb. They were so eager to see the immortal king that they asked if he was dead.

This is the only possibility, otherwise there wouldn't be any sound for so long.

But this doubt was quickly denied by the old woman. She could sense that the two life light balls in the center of the blood river were not dying, but very active!

She felt incredible, what was going on?!

The two beams of light seemed to be blending together, and finally stabilized.

There were no proper dual cultivation techniques within the Blood Wolf Clan, nor were there any improper dual cultivation techniques, so the old woman couldn't understand why this happened.

She felt her worldview shattered, was greatly shocked, and took several deep breaths...

They still held on to the last bit of luck and stood in the cold wind waiting. However, when the sun slowly rose in the east, the morning light was bright and the sun shone on the earth...

Their evil desires also burned out in the light, and they sighed in disappointment, unable to play with the Immortal King anymore...

The old woman looked grim. She tapped her skull cane and said in a deep voice to the other side, "Master Immortal, how did you do it?"

After waiting for a long time, the immortal king on the other side did not answer her, probably because he was too lazy to pay attention.

The wrinkles on the old woman's face became more and more densely packed and her expression became gloomy.

Just when she was at a loss, a member of the Blood Wolf Clan flew over from afar, clasped his hands and asked:

"Ancestor, the high priest heard about this and said that if the Immortal Lord had not surrendered, she would have a way to deal with him."

"The high priest has a solution?"

The old woman was surprised. "What method?"

"The high priest did not tell me, and I do not know."

The man continued, "The high priest only said that she would come when she found the divine treasure. Before that, the ancestor just needs to trap the immortal monarch."

The old woman frowned and said, "The high priest is still looking for the Blood Fairy's treasure? Go back and tell her that such a thing doesn't exist. Tell her to stop looking and come here quickly!"

The visitor looked a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, the old woman also waved her hand and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, go back and tell her that if she hasn't found the Divine Treasure within three days, she should put aside the matter of the Divine Treasure and deal with the matter here first."

"Yes." The man bowed and left.

The old woman turned around, her cracked lips curled up, and stared at the black gold pavilion on the other side of the river:

"Master Xianjun should have overheard everything. I will give you the last three days. Master Xianjun will come out voluntarily, or we will force you to come out. The consequences of the two are very different."

"..."

Mu Nanfeng seriously suspected that this was a play directed and performed by the old witch herself.

But it is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.

It would be dangerous if the high priest really had a way.

Before one problem is solved, another one arises. Mu Nanfeng frowned and fell into deep thought.

The high priest seems to be looking for something called the Blood Fairy's Treasure. Hmm... it sounds very awesome. Could it be that if he finds this treasure, he can forcibly drag me out of the blood river?

"Si Qi, do you know the Shenzang they are talking about?"

Cheng Beisu shook her head. Although the long river of blood was in the Tianfu Divine Kingdom, she knew very little about what was going on there.

Mu Nanfeng asked the system again, but the system couldn't give an answer either.