Eternal Immortal Clan: It All Started When I Married My Junior Sister!

A Phoenix cry resounded through the clouds!

That Azure Luan phantom, under the baptism of Chaos Daorhyme, actually became even more solid.

And on its wings, a layer of dazzling azure Divine Flame ignited!

Her Bloodline was being purified!

Her Aptitude was transforming!

Breaking down to build anew! Undergoing a complete metamorphosis!

Rumble rumble—!!!

An aura several times more powerful than her previous Peak period.

Erupted from Murong Zhuyun’s body!

Peak Middle Nascent Soul Stage!

Late Nascent Soul Stage!

Peak Late Nascent Soul Stage!

In just a few breaths, her cultivation soared like a rocket!

Finally, it steadily stopped at the Peak of the Late Nascent Soul Stage!

Only one step away from the Great Perfection Nascent Soul Stage!

When the sky-filling rays of light and phenomena slowly dissipated.

Murong Zhuyun slowly opened her eyes.

In her clear and cold beautiful eyes, divine light now shone brightly, and with every glance.

She carried a hint of Innate nobility and majesty!

She looked down at her hands, which were as smooth as jade, without a single scar.

Feeling the unprecedented, abundant, and surging Spiritual Qi within her body.

Her entire being was still in a state of immense shock.

Injuries recovered!

Cultivation skyrocketed!

Bloodline advanced!

A single Medicinal Pill actually allowed her to achieve the transformation countless Cultivators dreamed of!

Is this... the power of an Immortal Pill?

The next second, she looked up at the calm and unhurried figure before her.

The last trace of hesitation in her heart completely vanished.

The kindness of saving her life!

The kindness of recreating her!

Such a great kindness could only be repaid... by offering herself!

Plop!

To everyone’s astonishment, Murong Zhuyun, who had just stood up.

Actually knelt down deeply before Chen Xu again!

This time, she performed the great prostration ceremony!

”What Murong Zhuyun said just now was not false!”

”Please, Mister... fulfill it!”

She raised her peerlessly beautiful face, and in her clear and cold beautiful eyes, there was no shyness.

Only sincerity and determination!

She had already staked everything!

However, facing the renewed offering of herself from the South Spirit Prefecture’s number one Fairy.

Chen Xu did not, as she imagined.

Readily accept.

He just looked at her quietly, and after a moment, gently shook his head.

He stepped forward and helped her delicate figure up from the ground again.

”Sect Master Murong...”

Chen Xu looked at her beautiful eyes, which were filled with astonishment and confusion, and his expression was more serious than ever: ”You and I are allies, and even more, friends. My saving you is my duty, and you don’t need to repay me in this way.”

Friends?

Murong Zhuyun’s delicate body trembled, and she stared at him blankly.

Chen Xu continued, ”The Qingyun Immortal Sect can merge with my Chen Family, but that will be an equal alliance, not a master-servant relationship. My Chen Family needs a powerful ally, not a group of bowing servants.”

”As for you...”

Chen Xu’s gaze fell into her eyes again.

”I, Chen Xu, will not take advantage of others.”

”I respect you as a respectable Sect Master who can still burn everything for her Sect even in despair, and as a Fellow Daoist with a tenacious Dao Heart, worthy of admiration...”

”And not as a piece of war booty.”

Boom!!!

War booty!

The moment these three words came out of Chen Xu’s mouth, Murong Zhuyun’s mind.

Was struck by a bolt of lightning!

Her delicate body trembled violently, and her entire being froze in place!

She had thought that Chen Xu would gladly accept her and the Qingyun Immortal Sect.

As embellishments to his glorious achievements.

She had even prepared herself to become one of his many women, losing herself from then on.

But she never dreamed!

He actually... refused!

He even said he respected her as a Sect Master, a Fellow Daoist!

And not... a piece of war booty!

At this moment, Li Xuanfeng’s greedy and shameless face, the two Demonic Lords’ mocking and cruel gazes, and this man’s sincere and respectful eyes, reappeared in her mind!

That respect!

More than any sweet words, more than any Spirit Pill or Immortal Pill.

Could move her Heart more!

Her frozen Dao Heart.

Completely melted at this moment.

A line of clear tears, no longer suppressible, silently slid down her beautiful cheeks.

They were not tears of humiliation, nor tears of sadness.

But tears of emotion, tears of devotion!

She no longer insisted, nor did she say anything more.

Because she knew, in front of this man.

Any words seemed pale and powerless.