Chapter 59: Refining the Great Crimson Skyfire
After three days of being “beaten up” by his beautiful master, Yan Zhen finally reached the Mystic Master realm, forcing her to retreat a step.
He immediately entered a meditative state, stabilizing his surging Mystic Power.
If he wasn’t rushing to refine the Great Crimson Skyfire, with his talent, he could stabilize his Mystic Power within half a month.
However, to follow the script, he chose to be reckless.
“Master, I want to refine the Great Crimson Skyfire. Is that okay?”
“You’ve just broken through, Zhen’er. Your aura is unstable. It’s better to wait a few days.” She said seriously. “And although the Great Crimson Skyfire isn’t as difficult to refine as the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, it’s still safer to prepare a medicinal bath.”
“But the Serpent Queen hasn’t woken up yet. If we wait, we won’t be able to escape the Demon Realm cultivators, and we won’t be able to save the Water City.”
The Water City had been surrounded by the Sand Scorpion army for five days. Half of the ten-day deadline remained. If they waited any longer, more of the Serpent Generals might die, as described in the script.
She hesitated.
“I’m more concerned about your health than the Water City, Zhen’er. Refining the Great Crimson Skyfire in your current state could trigger a berserker episode.”
— Ahem, that’s exactly what I want.
He said seriously, “Don’t worry, Master. I’ll control myself.”
“Zhen’er…”
“Master, please let me refine it. I want to become stronger quickly.”
“Impatience isn’t a virtue, Zhen’er. It will only hinder your progress.” She sighed softly. “Don’t look at me like that… Fine, I’ll let you do it.”
“Yay! Master is the best!”
“The key to refining the Great Crimson Skyfire is heat resistance. You need something Yin and cold to counter it. Zhen’er, go get a drop of the Serpent Queen’s blood. The Serpent God Bloodline is inherently Yin and cold, perfect for this.”
“Okay.”
He happily went to the pool, his gaze lingering on the Serpent Queen’s naked body, a flicker of desire in his eyes. He quickly composed himself, taking a drop of blood from her fingertip, enveloping it in Mystic Power, then returned.
“Master, is this… uh…”
He suddenly realized a problem.
In the script, he had always refined Extreme Flames on his own, the Gold and Silver Fire, the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, and the Great Crimson Skyfire. But now, both times, his Beautiful Sect Master had transferred the flame to him through dual cultivation.
Although he had initially resisted, he had gradually gotten used to it.
But the Serpent Queen was here! Who knew when she would wake up? What if she woke up during their… dual cultivation…?
He shuddered, not daring to imagine the consequences.
…
She took the drop of blood, then, stomping her foot, created another pool, far from the Serpent Queen’s, filling it with water, then flicked the blood into it. She then had him retrieve the remaining Yin-attribute herbs from his storage ring, extracting their essence and adding it to the pool, creating a reddish “cold pool.”
“Alright, get in, Zhen’er.”
He hesitated.
“Master, I… I want to try refining it on my own this time. Is that okay?”
“Absolutely not.” She said firmly. “You’re not in good condition, and you haven’t made sufficient preparations. Refining the Great Crimson Skyfire alone would be suicidal.”
“But… the Serpent Queen is here… Won’t you… mind?”
“Why would I mind? I’m concerned about your safety, Zhen’er. I’m sure the Serpent Queen would understand. If something happened to you, she would lose her husband.”
He glanced at the Serpent Queen, wanting to say something, but he hesitated.
She smiled, stroking his head.
“If you’re shy, Zhen’er, I can create stone walls around the pool.”
He nodded silently.
She raised her hand, and four stone walls rose from the ground, enclosing the cold pool.
They leaped over the walls, landing in the icy water.
Their clothes were soaked.
She placed her hands on his shoulders, her voice gentle.
“Raise your arms, Zhen’er. I’ll help you undress.”
He obediently raised his arms, watching as her delicate hands untied his sash, removing his outer robe, then his inner shirt, then, crouching down, his pants, and finally, his elephant-print boxers.
She unfolded his boxers, examining the silly-looking blue elephant, then glanced at his… dragon, its resemblance to the elephant uncanny, and she chuckled.
Hearing her laughter, he blushed, covering himself with his hands.
She stopped teasing him, folding his clothes neatly, placing them on the pool’s edge, then, her voice slightly shy, said, “Close your eyes, Zhen’er.”
He blinked, then obediently closed his eyes.
She began to undress.
Her black robe slipped off her shoulders, followed by her dress, her undergarments, then she removed her hairpin, her long silver hair cascading down, partially covering her breasts, the rest flowing down her back, its ends trailing in the water.
Looking at him, his eyes closed, she felt a surge of tenderness. She leaned down, her lips capturing his.
He immediately wrapped his arms around her slender waist, sucking on her tongue like a hungry infant, his blood rushing.
She felt a warmth between her legs, a burning sensation, her own body responding.
She released his lips, whispering in his ear, “Let’s begin, Zhen’er.”
He mumbled in agreement.
She placed her hands on his shoulders, then, spreading her legs slightly, guided his… dragon, its mark already visible, into her… entrance.
The water around them churned, forming a small whirlpool.
The Great Crimson Skyfire, its heat intense, emerged from her body, quickly dispelling the cold pool’s chill, making him feel like he had suddenly been transported from a snowfield to a desert.
He focused, opening his mouth as she offered him the flame seed, swallowing it, then circulated the Emperor Flame Technique, refining it with all his might.
As the flame seed entered his body, he felt its intense heat and a powerful refining force, his flesh burning where the flames touched, the pain, however, accompanied by a strange sense of… strengthening.
He quickly activated the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, using its sinister aura to suppress the Great Crimson Skyfire, taming it with surprising speed, then merging it with his cultivation technique’s core.
The core, already containing two Extreme Flames, the Gold and Silver Fire and the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, underwent a dramatic transformation as the third flame, the Great Crimson Skyfire, joined them.
Its energy surged, overflowing his dantian, spreading through his meridians.
His eyes snapped open, their color a fiery red.
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