As the sun climbed higher into the sky, Ling Tianxiao sat cross-legged in the private courtyard of their inn, his eyes closed in deep meditation. His mind, however, was focused elsewhere.
Status Window.
At his silent command, a translucent golden screen materialized before him.
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[Ling Tianxiao]
Title: Heavenly Destined Villain,Young Master of the Immortal Ling Clan,Heir of the Ancient Dragon Clan,True disciple of Sword Palace
Race: celestial Human (Lower Realm Suppressed)
Cultivation: Nascent Soul Realm
Bloodline: Ancient Chaos Dragon (Dormant)
Physiques:
Immaculate Body (Unlocked)
Chaos Forbidden Yin-Yang Body (Newly Awakened)
Immortal Dao Body (Sealed)
Sword Heart (Sealed)
Skills & Techniques:
[Sealed – Requires Higher Realm to Unlock]
Special Gifts:
Starter Gift: Chaos Forbidden Yin-Yang Body
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Tianxiao's brows lifted in surprise as he read through his new status. He had expected his physique and bloodline to be sealed due to the Lower Realm's suppression, but what caught his attention was the newly awakened physique.
Chaos Forbidden Yin-Yang Body…
He had never heard of it before, yet something in his instincts told him that this was no ordinary dual cultivation physique.
System, explain.
A mechanical voice resonated in his mind:
[Chaos Forbidden Yin-Yang Body: A physique that transcends dual cultivation, fusing chaos energy with the primal yin and yang forces. This physique grants limitless growth through intimacy and enhances both the user's and their partner's cultivation. The Immaculate Body was formed due to the first union with a high-level immortal, purifying impurities and refining the flesh to perfection.]
Tianxiao's golden eyes flickered open. So last night with Qing Yue had triggered this transformation?
He flexed his fingers, feeling the subtle yet profound changes in his body. His meridians were purer, his energy circulation smoother, and there was an indescribable sense of completeness that he had never felt before.
Even in his whole life as a Young Master of the Immortal Realm, he had never possessed an Immaculate Body—it was a legendary physique only granted to those untouched by impurities.
And yet, now it was his.
And there were still two more sealed physiques waiting to be unlocked.
Tianxiao's lips curved into a smirk. "Interesting."
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Not far away, Qing Yue sat in the main chamber, dressed once again in her flowing silver robes.
Yet, as she sipped her tea, she found herself unable to focus.
Her entire body felt… different.
She had lived for thousands of years, cultivating to the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm, yet last night had done something to her cultivation that she could not explain.
Her spiritual energy was denser, purer, as if she had shed countless years of accumulated impurities in a single night.
Her Yin Essence, which should have weakened slightly after giving herself to Tianxiao, had instead grown even more powerful—as if she had undergone an evolution.
From within the chamber, Qing Yue watched him.
The morning light danced across his perfect form—broad shoulders, refined features, an aura that was far too overwhelming for someone at the Nascent Soul Realm.
And she had felt it all last night.
Her fingers trembled slightly as she recalled the previous night's entanglement.
She had never submitted to anyone in her life. Yet before she realized it, she had given herself completely.
And worse… her body craved more.
This isn't normal.
She was a True Immortal, a woman who had lived for millennia. Mortal lust and emotions should have been beneath her.
And yet, even now, her breath hitched slightly as she looked at him.
The Chaos Forbidden Yin-Yang Body... It was no ordinary physique.
No wonder the Immortal Clans had suppressed knowledge of it. If word got out… the entire cultivation world would descend into madness to either kill him or possess him.
He is too dangerous.
And yet, instead of fear, all she felt was… pride.
This is the man I gave myself to.
The man who would one day stand above all others.
A soft knock broke her thoughts.
Tianxiao turned, his smirk ever-present. "It seems our time here is up."
Qing Yue straightened, her immortal aura returning. "The envoy from the sect has arrived."
The moment she opened the doors, an elder dressed in flowing azure robes stepped forward. His cultivation, though impressive for the Lower Realm, was insignificant in Qing Yue's eyes.
He cupped his fists respectfully. "Young Master Tianxiao, Lady Qing Yue. The Sect Master has requested your return. The outer disciples are waiting at the teleportation array."
Tianxiao nodded lazily. "Let's not keep them waiting."
The elder hesitated for a moment, his gaze subtly shifting between them. There was an odd tension in the air—something imperceptible yet undeniable.
Lady Qing Yue… was different.
Her normally cold and distant aura had softened ever so slightly.
And the Young Master…
His presence had become terrifyingly refined, as if he had transcended some unseen boundary overnight.
But the elder wisely chose to keep his thoughts to himself.