Chapter 14 Zi Ling is pregnant, Zhao Qinglian comes to visit.

After having this idea, Zhao Qinglian immediately decided to set off to find Zhou Tian.

But when Zhao Qinglian arrived at Zhou Tian's cave, she found that Zhou Tian was not there.

"Could it be in Liu Ruyan's cave?"

Zhao Qinglian subconsciously thought of this possibility.

Without further hesitation, Zhao Qinglian headed towards Liu Ruyan's cave again.

"Senior Sister Liu..."

Upon arriving at the entrance of Liu Ruyan's cave, Zhao Qinglian immediately called out.

"Hmm? Junior Sister Zhao, is there something you need?"

Upon noticing Zhao Qinglian outside the cave, Liu Ruyan immediately went out to greet her.

At this moment, Zhao Qinglian couldn't help but bite her red lips when faced with Liu Ruyan's question.

"Senior Sister Liu, is Junior Brother Zhou Tian here?"

Zhao Qinglian mustered her courage and spoke.

"Junior Brother Zhou Tian? What do you want with him? He's not here."

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be with Zi Ling right now."

Liu Ruyan raised an eyebrow, but then told Zhao Qinglian the truth.

"Is it with Senior Sister Ziling? Thank you, Senior Sister."

After hearing Liu Ruyan's words, Zhao Qinglian was somewhat puzzled, but still spoke respectfully.

"Okay, go ahead."

Liu Ruyan didn't exchange many pleasantries.

She watched Zhao Qinglian's departing figure and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, there will be one more person to share the week from now on."

After saying this, Liu Ruyan simply returned to her cave and continued meditating and cultivating.

Liu Ruyan is now in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, only one step away from the peak of the Golden Core realm.

Although she couldn't cultivate with Zhou Tian right now, Liu Ruyan didn't want to waste this time.

at the same time.

Zhao Qinglian soon arrived at Zi Ling's cave.

Although Zi Ling's relationship with her was not as close as Liu Ruyan's, they were fellow disciples and could talk to each other on a regular basis.

But just as Zhao Qinglian was about to call out to Ziling, she suddenly frowned.

"This is....."

Zhao Qinglian noticed that there were faint sounds coming from inside Zi Ling's cave.

The sound was very soft and could not be clearly heard through the barrier.

But Zhao Qinglian seemed to hear... a woman's soft moan.

It was melodious and lingering, carrying a kind of allure she had never heard before.

There was also the man's deep breathing.

Zhao Qinglian froze on the spot, her cold face instantly drained of color, and then an unnatural blush quickly rose.

She was not an ignorant and naive girl.

Having cultivated immortality for a hundred years, though he has never experienced matters between men and women, he understands everything that is necessary.

She knew all too well what the sounds inside the cave meant.

"Is it Senior Sister Zi... and Zhou Tian?"

This realization made Zhao Qinglian's heart clench, and an indescribable emotion welled up inside her.

A bittersweet feeling, surprise, and a hint of... disappointment she herself was unwilling to admit.

Zhou Tian not only consummated his marriage with Liu Ruyan, but he even...

"Senior Sister Zi is proud and arrogant, and usually looks down on the fellow disciples who pursue her. How could she...?"

The image of Zi Ling's alluring and stunning face flashed through Zhao Qinglian's mind.

"Junior brother... slow down..."

Zi Ling's voice was soft and seductive, with a sob in it, yet it also conveyed endless joy.

"Didn't you just say it had to be ten times?"

Zhou Tian's voice was tinged with laughter, deep and magnetic.

"I...I was just joking...um..."

The sounds that followed were too much for Zhao Qinglian to bear.

She abruptly took a few steps back, her white skirt swaying violently in the mountain wind, mirroring her turbulent emotions.

go.

We must leave immediately.

Just as Zi Ling was about to leave, a thought suddenly occurred to her.

"But Zhou Tian is the only one who can heal my hidden injuries."

Zhao Qinglian bit her lower lip so hard it almost bled.

I don't know how much time passed.

The sounds inside the cave gradually subsided.

Zhao Qinglian remained standing in the same spot, her white figure appearing somewhat frail in the twilight.

She should have left, but her feet wouldn't move.

What is she waiting for?

Wait until Sunday comes out?

and then?

Should I, like Zi Ling, take the initiative to throw myself into his arms and beg him to "heal my wounds"?

Meanwhile, inside the cave.

Zi Ling lay limp in Zhou Tian's arms, drenched in sweat, her long purple hair clinging wetly to her snow-white skin.

She tilted her head back, looking at Zhou Tian with seductive eyes, her fingertips tracing circles on his chest.

"Junior brother, you were really amazing today."

Zhou Tian smiled but didn't reply.

While he was cultivating, he vaguely sensed an aura outside the cave.

The aura was aloof and cold, carrying a familiar sword intent.

It seems to be... Zhao Qinglian.

"It seems that Master's wife really couldn't heal Zhao Qinglian's hidden injuries. I was right."

Zhou Tian muttered to himself, everything was under his control.

"What are you thinking about, junior brother?"

Zi Ling noticed his distraction and pouted somewhat unhappily.

"I was thinking about... Ninth Senior Sister," Zhou Tian said honestly.

Zi Ling was taken aback at first, then giggled, her voluptuous body trembling in Zhou Tian's arms.

"What? You've taken a fancy to Junior Sister Qinglian? She's the coldest of us all, and she rarely even speaks to male cultivators."

"The colder it is, the more interesting it is to melt," Zhou Tian said casually.

Zi Ling rolled her eyes at him, but her tone was serious: "Junior Sister Qing Lian is resolute and single-minded in her pursuit of the Dao. If you want to make a move on her, it won't be easy."

"It all depends on human effort."

"But for now, I'll take good care of my second senior sister."

Zhou Tian smiled, then rolled over and pinned Zi Ling beneath him.

"Oh! You're here again..."

Spring returns to the cave.

The next morning.

Zhou Tian emerged from the Purple Spirit Cave feeling refreshed and invigorated.

[Ding! Zi Ling is pregnant.]

[Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: High-level magic weapon: Purple Cloud Sword!]

[Purple Cloud Sword: Forged from Purple Cloud Refined Gold, its blade contains Purple Cloud Spiritual Energy. When used in conjunction with the "Purple Cloud Sword Manual," its power is multiplied!]

A long sword, entirely purple and shimmering with iridescent light, appeared in Zhou Tian's hand.

The sword is about three feet long and two fingers wide, with a pale purple gemstone inlaid on the hilt, exuding a gentle yet sharp aura.

"A fine sword."

Zhou Tian nodded in satisfaction and put the Zixia Sword into his storage ring.

Just as he stepped out of the valley, a white figure blocked his way.

This person was none other than Zhao Qinglian.

She was still wearing that plain white dress, her long hair tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, and her cool face revealed no emotion.

But those eyes held a more complex expression than usual.

"Junior Brother Zhou."

Zhao Qinglian spoke, her voice calm.

"Senior Sister Zhao."

"What did you want to see me about, senior sister?"

Zhao Qinglian was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Regarding the hidden injury to my dantian... Junior Brother said the other day that it would be very troublesome to treat?"

Zhou Tian chuckled inwardly, but his face showed a troubled expression: "It is indeed troublesome. That hidden injury has become entangled with Senior Sister's Dao Foundation, and it is difficult to eradicate it by ordinary means."

"If my junior brother has a cure, what price must I pay?"

Zhao Qinglian finally asked the question that was on her mind.

Looking at the aloof and ethereal Ninth Senior Sister before him, Zhou Tian felt a surge of desire to conquer her.

He stepped forward, closing the distance between them.

Zhao Qinglian's body stiffened slightly, but she did not retreat.

"Does Senior Sister really want to know?" Zhou Tian lowered his voice, his gaze sweeping over her face.

"Um."

Zhao Qinglian lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Zhou Tian smiled, a smile carrying a deeper meaning: "It's very simple, it's just to cultivate with me."