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Immortal Palace of Eternal Life

Chapter 125: Secrets of the Primordial Spirit 🌌

Published: March 2, 2025

Chapter 126: Primordial Spirit Secret Technique

Liu Yu stood up and walked over, looking down into her eyes and saying, “Of course, it’s because I’m more familiar with you, Junior Sister, and I know your abilities.”

Then he changed the subject and continued, “Secondly, it’s because… of you, Qiushui Junior Sister!”

As he finished speaking, he reached out and held one of her hands. Instantly, a smooth and soft sensation came over him, stirring something within Liu Yu’s heart.

“No, Senior Brother, don’t do this!”

Jiang Qiushui’s eyes were filled with panic, a layer of pink hue staining her fair face, making her even more alluring.

She struggled gently, but her strength was extremely weak, appearing almost symbolic. Perhaps she had already prepared herself when she made her choice.

With a burning intensity in his eyes, Liu Yu wore an inexplicable smile on his face. With a slight exertion of his arm, he pulled Jiang Qiushui from the stone bench into his embrace.

“Senior Brother, please don’t do this, I’m not ready yet!”

Jiang Qiushui let out a soft cry and quickly added, gently pushing against Liu Yu as if trying to break free from his embrace.

Her hair was disheveled, and she looked at him with a gaze full of complex emotions, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

With her warm and soft body in his arms, and Liu Yu possessing no innate defects, at the age of twenty-seven or eight, he was in the prime of his youth. Compared to the two-hundred-year lifespan of a foundation establishment cultivator, he was still merely a teenager. How could he hold back at this moment?

With a gentle exertion, he lifted the beautiful woman, the faint fragrance lingering around him, and he quickly strode towards the bedroom.

Jiang Qiushui suddenly found her feet off the ground, seemingly not expecting Liu Yu to be so impatient. Her hands instinctively wrapped around Liu Yu's neck.

Not knowing what she thought of, she stopped her surface struggles and gently leaned her head against Liu Yu's chest, momentarily lacking words.

The living room was only a couple of steps away from the bedroom, and soon they arrived. Liu Yu tenderly placed Jiang Qiushui on the stone bed.

The reason he accepted this woman was twofold. First, he genuinely wanted to open a shop to sell elixirs, exchanging a certain amount of elixirs for spiritual stones each month, which would also make it easier to collect some spiritual herb seeds.

Second, it was to comply with his body and heart's desires. This woman had a remarkable figure and appearance, and her abilities were decent. If she could be of use to him, she would serve as a great asset.

However, the prerequisite was to ensure she had no second thoughts. What could make a female cultivator quickly return to her heart or show loyalty?

Liu Yu remembered a saying from a literary figure with the surname Zhang in his past life: the fastest path to a woman's heart is through the physical.

Controlling spiritual stones and resources, along with communication on both physical and spiritual levels, perhaps these dual approaches would yield miraculous results.

Of course, the most important factor was the gap in strength; with his foundation establishment realm, controlling an outer sect disciple was quite simple. Liu Yu was confident there wouldn’t be any major issues.

Of course, if he were still in the qi refinement stage, he would never act this way.

As his thoughts turned, his actions didn’t stop, and soon the room was enveloped in a spring-like atmosphere.

(The following five thousand words are omitted.)

Immortal cultivators possess physiques far beyond ordinary people. Moreover, Liu Yu, being a foundation establishment cultivator, quickly dispelled his fatigue with a shift of magical power and soon felt invigorated.

This battle lasted for three full hours, and only after three hours did the strange sounds in the cave dwelling gradually disappear, returning to calm.

Afterward, Liu Yu leaned against the headboard, one arm around the beauty and the other slowly flipping through a travelogue of foundation establishment cultivators.