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"Wow! It's indeed the Harmony Technique!"
While the Harmony Technique brought Supreme benefits to Li Xiaonan, it was also like a ticking time bomb, extremely unstable. Each breakthrough consumed an immense amount of True Essence Power, often leaving him drained. Moreover, every major breakthrough came with a plethora of bizarre moves that were hard to counter.
Li Xiaonan sensed two other versions of himself through his Mental Power.
Inside the wooden house in Leisurely Clouds and Wild Cranes, he was with Li Baobao and Obedient Dragon II, and there were faint signs of breaking through to the Third Separation Stage. True Essence Power surged towards his Dantian as if it were mad.
Goodness! Could it be that Baobao also has a pure Yin constitution? Of course! Baobao is Spirit Ginseng; no wonder one girl can rival a hundred!
Fortunately, the version of himself at Creekside was desperately absorbing Spiritual Energy; otherwise, filling his Dantian and breaking through to the Third Separation Stage would take who knows how long.
Li Xiaonan raised his hands to the sky, slowly performing breathing exercises, transforming all the Spiritual Energy into True Essence Power directed towards his Dantian, allowing the version of himself in Obedient Dragon II to absorb it…
"Who!" Hong Ci frowned and coldly glanced towards the door.
Yuan Xian'er lowered her head, her body trembling slightly. In a very tender voice, she said, "My name is Xiao Xian. I just passed the junior disciple test last month. Elder Ye sent me to deliver this sect leader's robe. Please… please wear it and go to the conference hall; the elders are waiting for you..."
A sinister smile flashed across Hong Ci's face as he coldly remarked, "These guys are quite quick with their actions! Once I refine this Yuan Ying, let's see how they dare to act so arrogantly! Hand over the robe!"
Yuan Xian'er gently bit her red lip, pretending to be very frightened as she slowly approached Hong Ci with her head lowered.
"What? Are you afraid of me?" Hong Ci glanced at her and sneered.
Yuan Xian'er quickly knelt down, her fingers lightly brushing against Hong Ci's waist where the gourd was, and in an instant, the gourd vanished.
She lowered her head and trembled, saying, "You are the Sect Leader, I... I am just a low-level disciple... I cannot bear your pressure. Can you... can you..."
Hong Ci shook his head, grabbed the clothes from the tray, and sneered, "Get out of here!"
Yuan Xian'er felt a weight lift off her shoulders and quickly retreated out the door without saying a word, running to the right.
"Xian'er, wait!"
"Hush! Let's go!"
Ming Ruoyun saw the joy in her eyes and quickly nodded, leading her down a small path over the mountain.
After getting dressed, Hong Ci suddenly realized that the Water Gourd at his waist was missing. He cursed, "Wretched girl!" and dashed out in pursuit.
With Ming Ruoyun, who had grown up in Crimson Cloud Sect, leading the way, they soon reached the back door. Yuan Xian'er exchanged a glance with Ming Ruoyun; her flushed cheeks were already dotted with fine beads of sweat. From gathering information to obtaining the gourd, half an hour had passed—though not long, it certainly felt significant.
This was Yuan Xian'er’s first time stealing something, and she felt both terrified and exhilarated.
"Where do you think you're going? Seeking death!" Hong Ci's figure flashed as he struck toward Yuan Xian'er with a palm.
Yuan Xian'er was startled; she split her legs and leaned back, barely avoiding the blow.
"So it's you! Return my gourd!"
Yuan Xian'er leaned to the side, her legs together, and executed a backward leap like a carp, retreating a few steps while panting, "Still... I still... what about your sister!" According to the thief's code, if you steal, you must succeed; if you succeed, you must never return what you've taken.
She grabbed the stunned Ming Ruoyun and flew to the side.
"Ming Ruoyun, Xiao Nan is up to you! Hurry and join your Ling Kui Sister!" Yuan Xian'er wrapped her right arm around Ming Ruoyun's slender waist and twisted her body, changing direction with an unusual maneuver.
Ming Ruoyun shook her head. "No way!"
"Run! Otherwise, we’ll both die here!" Yuan Xian'er withdrew her hand from her waist; the Water Gourd had already been placed into Ming Ruoyun's Storage Belt. She slapped Ming Ruoyun on the shoulder, and the two immediately split up.
Hong Ci had chased for quite a while, nearly losing his mind over not being able to catch two girls who hadn’t even reached the Separation Stage yet! He looked at their retreating figures and instantly recognized Yuan Xian'er, pursuing her.
Yuan Xian'er glanced back at the relentless Hong Ci and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, her speed did not decrease; she knew she had to buy time!
There was still about a stick of incense worth of time left; Ling Kui Sister should be moving soon. Hold on! Xian'er, you can do it! For Xiao Nan, you must!
Five minutes felt neither long nor short. As Yuan Xian'er desperately fled, her True Essence Power was rapidly depleting. Meanwhile, Hong Ci was waiting for an opportunity; seeing that her speed was gradually slowing down, he grinned maliciously and struck out with his palm toward Yuan Xian'er's back.
"Poof!" A mouthful of blood spurted out as Yuan Xian'er fell like a maple leaf drifting down from the mountainside.
"Ding ding ding!" A series of urgent bell sounds echoed through the valley. Hong Ci glared at the direction where Yuan Xian'er fell and clenched his fist. "You won't escape my Five Finger Mountain! Just wait until I inherit the position of sect leader before I settle this with you!"
The ringing of the Red Gorge bell signified that something significant had occurred. To Hong Ci, that significant matter was naturally his impending inheritance of the sect leader position. He turned and flew toward the sect's main hall.
Sitting by the pond, Li Xiaonan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. Her Dantian was still empty, all used up by another version of herself to break through to the Third Separation Stage.
He shook his head helplessly, thinking that if only another girl would come, with two bodies simultaneously in Obedient Dragon II, it would surely shorten the breakthrough time.
He stood up and shouted at the sky obscured by the canyon, "Heaven! Grant me another girl!"
It seemed that heaven heard his plea, as a graceful figure descended from above, slowly growing larger from a tiny dot.
"Wow! They really sent me a girl? Please don't let it be a guy! Ideally, she should be slender; I can't handle anything too greasy..." He muttered to himself, tilting his head back to gaze at the falling figure.
"Xian'er!" As the figure was about to plunge into the icy pool below, he finally recognized her as Yuan Xian'er and quickly jumped into the water to catch her.
Yuan Xian'er's face was pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth, clearly indicating she was severely injured.
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person who had suddenly appeared before her, smiling as she said, "Xiao Nan? Am I dreaming? Has Ling Kui Sister already let you out?"
Li Xiaonan frowned, thinking to himself: Ling Kui is here too! These girls are really reckless! First, I need to stabilize Xian'er's injuries!
He carried Yuan Xian'er up onto the shore.
Just moments ago, he had been smiling widely, but now his expression turned bitter. Oh heavens, you truly understand my thoughts; indeed, she is a beautiful girl—slender and my own wife!
"Cough cough... cough..." Yuan Xian'er coughed violently, spitting out more blood that stained her light yellow shirt with splotches. Li Xiaonan felt his heart ache at the sight and kept calling out, "Xian'er! Xian'er! Did I owe you something in my past life? Every time I see you, it's like you stab me in the heart!"
The person in his arms trembled slightly but said nothing, only smiling foolishly. Though her appearance was different from Li Xiaonan, her expression was exactly the same.
Looking around for a cave or some shelter but finding none, Li Xiaonan could only gently lay Yuan Xian'er down on a stone platform beside the Clear Spring.
His hand reached for Yuan Xian'er’s belt, pulling away her clothing to reveal a smooth, silken back marked with a black handprint—no doubt the mark of the perpetrator.
Damn it! They dare to harm my woman. I can’t even bear to scold her, but once I break through, I’ll wipe out your entire family!
“Xiao... Nan... what are you doing?”
“I’m healing you. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt in a moment!”
“I’m cold…”
A gentle breeze swept through the valley, caressing Yuan Xian'er’s frail body.
Li Xiaonan cursed himself: Fool!
He quickly took off his clothes and wrapped Yuan Xian'er in his arms, softly asking, “Is this better?”
Li Xiaonan held her tightly; Yuan Xian'er felt a sharp pain in her back, but her heart was sweet. At that moment, she was the only one in Li Xiaonan’s embrace. Even if she were to die in his arms the next second, she would willingly accept it.
Her face flushed slightly as she nodded, her beautiful eyes gazing at Li Xiaonan. He smiled gently, intertwining his fingers with hers, and said softly, “Sink your consciousness into Yuan Ying; you’ll feel better soon.”
Yuan Xian'er nodded, reluctantly closing her eyes as her consciousness sank into the Lotus Seat of Yuan Ying, her delicate body sitting cross-legged in quiet anticipation of Li Xiaonan’s arrival.
Suddenly, two large hands reached from behind her. Startled, Yuan Xian'er turned around to see the man she had longed for day and night, and she shyly lowered her head.
Li Xiaonan smiled as he gently lifted her chin. A kiss landed on her cherry lips, and a warm energy flowed into her mouth, guiding her Yuan Ying to begin Obedient Dragon II.
A chilling aura escaped from Yuan Xian'er’s lips, causing Li Xiaonan to shiver slightly, as if a refreshing stream of ice-cold water had flowed into her heart on a scorching day.
Multitasking, being in two places at once with the two women, was a delightful secret known only to Li Xiaonan herself. If this were on Earth, she would have doubted whether such constant exertion could lead to her demise.
In the conference hall of the Crimson Cloud Sect, Hong Ci flashed into the center of the room and coldly remarked, "Elders, how is the preparation for the succession going?"
"Succession?" The Eight Elders exchanged glances, their eyes finally settling on Hong Ci. The identical expressions on their faces seemed to say: Are you out of your mind?
Hong Ci was taken aback, realization dawning in his heart— that wretched person deceived me!
Embarrassed, his face flushed, he said, "Elders, may I ask what is troubling you?"
"The Outer Academy has sent someone, claiming you have seized Yuan Ying, Elder Duan Yu's adopted son. Is this true?"
Hong Ci glanced at the three individuals from Ling Kui at the door and sneered, "Elder, are you confused? It was the Outer Academy that annihilated our sect's leader and three elders. Instead of directing your anger at them, you’re turning against us? Aren't you afraid of breaking your own arm?"
His words left the eight elders stunned. They had indeed received a message from Hong Yu before his death and were about to seek revenge on those responsible. They hadn’t expected those people to come knocking on their door themselves—especially not from the Outer Academy. No wonder they felt so bold!
Elder Ye Gang declared, "What if it’s the Outer Academy? Do they think they can bully us? Our Crimson Cloud Sect has a thousand-year foundation; we are not so easily oppressed! Sound the alarm nine times and gather all disciples! The Crimson Cloud Sect will not be insulted!"
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