Stealing an Immortal Back to the Demon Realm Chapter 33

After Mu Qiuhan finished speaking, she smiled at Shang Ningye, signaling her to be at ease.
Then, not wanting to delay any longer, she placed Dream Floating Life back into Shang Ningye’s hands.
Shang Ningye watched as Mu Qiuhan cut her palm and disappeared into the familiar white light.
Her arms suddenly felt empty.
After a moment of daze, Shang Ningye carefully put away the magic artifact in her palm, tucking it into her robes near her chest.
Dream Floating Life rested against Shang Ningye’s skin, and Shang Ningye inexplicably felt a warmth in her chest.
She began to recite the Heart-Calming Sutra, trying to alleviate this anxious feeling.
Mu Qiuhan’s current tribulation was not proceeding as smoothly as she had initially thought.
After entering the magic artifact, she first calmed her emotions. Once the strange palpitations in her heart had mostly subsided, Mu Qiuhan took out the long-prepared Baizhuan Pill and consumed it.
Then, she dispelled the secret technique in her dantian, regulated her spiritual energy, and awaited the arrival of the heavenly lightning.
The lightning tribulation arrived as expected.
Streaks of lightning tore across the sky, making the small world, already perpetually without darkness, momentarily blindingly bright.
Thunder imbued with heavenly might crashed down fiercely, striking Mu Qiuhan below.
Mu Qiuhan calmly circulated her spiritual energy, forming a defensive array to resist.
Although the power of this lightning tribulation was far less than those Mu Qiuhan had experienced before, it was by no means easy for a cultivator who had just entered the Void Refining stage.
After finally enduring the six bolts of heavenly lightning, Mu Qiuhan felt a void in her dantian.
She gently wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with her sleeve, preparing to regulate her breath for a while before going out.
Although she had promised Shang Ningye not to delay, her current state was a bit too disheveled. Shang Ningye would probably worry if she saw her like this.
She might even disregard her own well-being to heal her injuries again.
If that happened, Shang Ningye might damage her foundation.
Mu Qiuhan tried hard not to think about Shang Ningye and to keep her sea of consciousness clear.
She closed her eyes and circulated the spiritual energy within her body.
Who would have known that just as she completed a minor circulation, the storage ring on her hand suddenly made an unusual sound.
As a scorching aura surged from the storage ring, the ring itself actually cracked open.
The contents rustled and scattered all over the ground.
Caught off guard, Mu Qiuhan’s skin was burned by a flame that suddenly shot out from the storage ring.
She stared blankly at the scorched items on the ground when, unexpectedly, a soft hand suddenly reached out, grasped her chin, and gently tilted her head up.
“What a pretty little immortal. You really resemble an old acquaintance. Which sect are you from?”
“So young, yet already at the Void Refining stage. Truly remarkable.”
Mu Qiuhan warily observed the woman who had appeared out of nowhere before her, momentarily thinking she had fallen into an illusion.
The woman before her wore a seductive red dress, but the fabric on her chest seemed to have been deliberately cut short, revealing a large expanse of alluring skin.
Her impressive peaks swayed dazzlingly before Mu Qiuhan, almost pressing against her body.
The woman gazed at Mu Qiuhan with affectionate eyes, a faint blush at their corners.
“A fire-attribute little immortal.”
She sized up Mu Qiuhan while clicking her tongue in satisfaction, “Perfect for dual cultivation with me.”
Mu Qiuhan frowned upon hearing this.
As these words were spoken, the woman began to exude an indescribable seductive aura from within.
Her body drew closer and closer, and Mu Qiuhan smelled a sweet, alluring floral fragrance in the air.
A scorching sensation instantly surged from her lower abdomen, and her heart began to pound.
The sweltering heat quickly spread throughout her body, and Mu Qiuhan felt herself growing hot all over.
It’s a Fox clan’s seduction art.
Mu Qiuhan knew something was wrong, so she closed her eyes, intending to seal her spiritual sense and block the illusion’s influence.
But suddenly, a charming laugh sounded by her ear, and then the woman pressed against her.
She gently licked the small patch of skin on Mu Qiuhan’s hand, burned by the storage ring, with her moist tongue.
“You’re injured.”
After licking it, she kissed it tenderly.
Mu Qiuhan’s hand recoiled sharply.
Seeing this, the woman giggled again, “Don’t hide.”
She leaned down and kissed it again.
A tingling, moist sensation spread from her fingers to her heart in an instant, intensifying the heat within her body.
A subtle dampness began to spread from her lower abdomen.
The incredibly real sensations made Mu Qiuhan realize this might not be an illusion.
She opened her eyes.
The woman had already moved on top of her, her legs wrapped around Mu Qiuhan’s entire body.
Mu Qiuhan wanted to push her away, but the lightning tribulation had just passed, her dantian was exceptionally empty, and the woman’s cultivation was higher than hers.
After some struggle, Mu Qiuhan couldn’t break free at all.
The fabric on her chest had been pulled open.
The woman pressed down on her.
Seeing that those bright red lips were about to touch her face.
Mu Qiuhan gritted her teeth and cut off the supply of her spiritual blood.
The two of them, thus embraced, tumbled out of the magic artifact.
Shang Ningye had just finished reciting the Heart-Calming Sutra once and was about to start a second time when she saw Mu Qiuhan emerge from the magic artifact.
Unlike before, Mu Qiuhan stumbled out this time.
And with her, surprisingly, was another woman.
Shang Ningye watched as the curvaceous woman, clothes in disarray, embraced Mu Qiuhan, her bright, captivating face pressed tightly against Mu Qiuhan’s chest.
Mu Qiuhan’s lapels were disheveled, and the other woman’s chest was an even more egregious expanse of white, a sight too indecent to behold.
The two were practically skin to skin, rolling out in an embrace.
After rolling once on the ground, Mu Qiuhan was pinned underneath the woman.
The woman in vibrant red lifted her head, glanced around, and spotted Shang Ningye.
Other than that, she didn’t seem to sense any danger nearby.
So, she waved her hand, setting up a spiritual energy barrier that completely blocked Shang Ningye out.
She seemed to want to continue what she hadn’t finished earlier.
Before being cut off, Shang Ningye saw the woman lean down to kiss Mu Qiuhan’s face, and Mu Qiuhan didn’t seem to intend to dodge.
Shang Ningye instantly clenched her fists.
This provocative scene ultimately agitated her, but she couldn’t break through the spiritual energy barrier.
So, she borrowed the power of an ancient tree near the two, using its branches to pull the shameless woman away.
The woman’s good time was rudely interrupted.
She furiously shattered the branches restraining her, then unleashed a blast of spiritual energy towards Shang Ningye.
Mu Qiuhan had only recovered a little spiritual energy, just enough to knock the woman’s attack off course.
Shang Ningye narrowly avoided the blow.
Then, her figure flickered, and she appeared beside Mu Qiuhan.
This time, Mu Qiuhan finally saw clearly: Shang Ningye’s elusive movement technique must rely on the power of nearby plants.
She seemed able to appear beside those plants in an instant.
Seeing that Shang Ningye could easily break through her barrier, the woman finally gave her a proper look.
Upon looking, she was suddenly stunned.
She sized Shang Ningye up and down for a moment, a trace of panic appearing on her face.
“You are… Perfected Master Dao You’s youngest disciple!?”
She released her spiritual sense, scanning in all directions.
“Where is your Master?”
Shang Ningye approached Mu Qiuhan and then realized her condition was very wrong.
Mu Qiuhan’s face was flushed, her breathing rapid; she looked like she had been afflicted by an aphrodisiac poison.
Shang Ningye suddenly heaved a long sigh of relief inwardly.
She could actually cure this poison, but she didn’t have the medicinal ingredients on hand and needed to return to the medicinal field from before to get them.
However, the person before her…
Shang Ningye quickly glanced at the woman in red, noticing she looked somewhat familiar.
Looking again, the woman was actually wearing her Master’s Five Elements Bracelet on her wrist.
Hearing her ask about her late Master, Shang Ningye thought, Oh no.
Many years ago, before this bracelet disappeared, the previous Yao King had visited her late Master.
Later, the bracelet vanished without a trace.
Shang Ningye knew that relying on her own strength, she couldn’t possibly escape from this woman. Fortunately, the woman seemed very wary of Perfected Master Dao You’s reputation and didn’t make any rash moves for the time being.
Shang Ningye forced herself to appear calm.
“This is the territory of the Taiqing Immortal Sect. Where do you think my Master would be?”
Sure enough, she saw the woman’s expression change.
Shang Ningye seized the opportunity, bent down to grab Mu Qiuhan, and then crushed the teleportation jade slip she had secretly prepared earlier.
This teleportation jade slip, left by Elder Xuan Kong, directly transported the two of them to the Scripture Pavilion.
The vast Scripture Pavilion was now completely empty, presumably cleared out by those demonic soldiers in recent days.
Fortunately, they had only taken the books and hadn’t damaged the structure.
The cultivation methods of the demonic cultivators differed from those of the immortal sects; the demonic cultivators couldn’t use the cultivation rooms in the pavilion.
Shang Ningye stealthily checked the surroundings and found only a few demonic soldiers guarding outside the pavilion.
She then carefully brought Mu Qiuhan into a wood-attribute cultivation room reserved for elders.
The cultivation room had the effect of isolating spiritual energy, and the cultivation levels of the few demonic soldiers guarding nearby weren’t very high. This room was temporarily safe.
Mu Qiuhan’s condition was already very bad.
Although she had tried her best to suppress it with spiritual energy, the previous woman’s teasing had caused the aphrodisiac poison in her body to spread rapidly into her empty dantian.
Mu Qiuhan was now practically draped over Shang Ningye.
She felt as if she were being roasted by a flame called desire, and the only person who could cool her down was right before her.
So she pressed herself tightly against that source of coolness.
The next moment, her sea of consciousness cleared for an instant.
Mu Qiuhan weakly pushed Shang Ningye away, her voice tinged with a delicate softness.
“You should go quickly.”
Shang Ningye knew Mu Qiuhan’s intention, but the scene of the other woman kissing Mu Qiuhan suddenly appeared before her eyes.
Why was it fine for that woman to kiss her, but not for me to hold her?