The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1339 - 573 Coordinates: Jiang Lingsu_3

Chapter 1339: Chapter 573 Coordinates: Jiang Lingsu_3

Every Sky Creation Realm powerhouse is a terrifying existence that has become famous for multiple Eras.

Yet, no one recognizes the person in front of them.

This is very strange.

"Which Universe is he from?"

"Who exactly is he?"

"Although there are many Realm Lords in each Universe, Sky Creation Realm individuals are truly rare. Having ten is already quite formidable."

"Damn it, why won’t he take off his clothes? This is a handsome man of the Sky Creation Realm!" The female Realm Lord gritted her teeth, her focus differing from the others.

At this moment, a fearsome aura descended.

The newcomer wore a white robe with golden edges on the sleeves.

Seeing this person, the expressions of the surrounding Realm Lords slightly changed.

"A formal member of the Everchanging Society!"

"It’s actually someone from the Everchanging Society!"

Envy appeared in the eyes of the others.

Except for that female Realm Lord, who only thought about "undressing."

The man in the white robe with golden edges arrived, and both Qin Twenty-Seven and Qin Yuan hastened to pay their respects.

The white-robed man looked towards the Cosmic Spirit Sea, and upon seeing that person entering the thousandth layer, a moved expression appeared in his eyes.

Isn’t the other party supposed to be at the 700th layer?

How come it’s a thousand layers now?

This is a big shot!

He too was somewhat shocked.

"This senior, your strength is extraordinary, having entered the thousandth layer fully clothed. This junior hereby extends an invitation for you to join the Everchanging Society!" In the end, this member of the Everchanging Society made the invitation with a very humble gesture.

The other Realm Lords all showed envious expressions.

If not wearing clothes means one can’t join the Everchanging Society at the thousandth layer, then the other Realm Lords should not even consider it.

"The Everchanging Society, what is that?" Qi Yuan asked with surprise.

Upon hearing this, the people around him looked puzzled, not understanding.

"He doesn’t know about the Everchanging Society?"

"Then why did he enter the Cosmic Spirit Sea fully clothed?"

"It turns out there are people in this world who don’t know about the Everchanging Society."

Many Realm Lords murmured.

That female Realm Lord was also confused, not expecting such an outcome.

"Hey, don’t whisper behind others’ backs!"

"I’m clothed because I love purity and uphold male virtue!"

"And isn’t it quite normal not to know about the Everchanging Society? My Junior Sister doesn’t know, my daughter doesn’t know, many people don’t know."

Qi Yuan said.

This statement left the present Realm Lords unable to respond.

Uphold male virtue?

And that Realm Lord who said it was incredible that someone in the world didn’t know about the Everchanging Society wanted to explain that he meant the Realm Lords.

But he didn’t dare to explain, fearing Qi Yuan would kill him.

After all, that is a powerhouse of the Sky Creation Realm.

Ten in a Universe is already considered many.

The member from the Everchanging Society also didn’t know how to react.

Could it be that because they didn’t extend an invitation at the five hundredth layer, they offended this senior?

Or is it?

That his own strength is too low to be qualified to invite this senior?

"The Everchanging Society is..." After thinking for a bit, he prepared to answer.

But saw Qi Yuan shaking his head: "Let’s not talk about it for now, my Junior Sister has called me home for dinner."

Of course, Jiang Lingsu did not call.

It was just mealtime.

His figure also disappeared at this moment, leaving behind a group of Realm Lords looking at each other in confusion.

...

On Seven Color Peak.

Jiang Lingsu was still wearing that high-waisted dress with a short jacket.

However, unlike the tightly-dressed days of yore, the turquoise ribbon tied in front of her chest today had moved slightly downward, revealing a large area of snow-white smooth skin and deep cleavage.

There was no need to squeeze; the milky whiteness was mesmerizing.

"Sister, sigh, you’re almost becoming an old maid," said the little girl with a sigh.

Although she was only six years old, she was after all involved in immortal cultivation and knew a lot.

"Little missy, what do you know?" Jiang Lingsu’s face flushed, somewhat flustered, "I, the young miss, am still young and beautiful!"

"Even the daughters and granddaughters of my clan can bully me, what about you, sister?" The little girl dealt a crushing blow, fiercely adding insult to injury.

"You’re not allowed to eat today!" Jiang Lingsu, furious, chased her sister out.

She was so angry that her chest heaved tremblingly.

Looking at the table full of food, she was somewhat distracted.

"Elder Martial Brother..."

She murmured, still somewhat agitated.

Her relationship with Elder Martial Brother?

What was it, exactly?

If you asked her before, she might have thought it was sweet.

But recently, after Ningtuo and Goldfinch, as well as Jin Li moved to Seven Color Peak, occasionally she would overhear Jin Li’s reserve gasps, Ningtuo’s suppressed cooing, and she felt uncomfortable.

She and Elder Martial Brother had yet to break through the final barrier.

She was very insecure.

Was it that Elder Martial Brother did not like someone like herself?

Or was it that she didn’t have the delicate collarbones like Jin Li’s fragrant shoulders, or the snow-white skin like Ningtuo’s, or...

But she was also very pale.

Before, she didn’t care about the final barrier.

But now that everyone else had gone through the last barrier and she had not, she naturally felt off-balance, insecure, and feared she wasn’t Elder Martial Brother’s type.

Leaving that aside, she was also human, with desires.

This time, after a hundred years, she had been very bold, dressing very lightly in front of Elder Martial Brother.

Holding her chest, Jiang Lingsu’s beautiful eyes filled with worry.

Suddenly, sensing something, she stood up in a panic: "Elder Martial Brother, have you arrived?"

With her back to Qi Yuan, she gritted her teeth and pulled down the silk ribbon wrapped around her chest a bit further.

More of the round hemisphere sprang free.

"Um, let’s eat, it’s well made today." Qi Yuan glanced casually, his expression calm.

"Won’t you even look at who made this!" Jiang Lingsu swung her little fist proudly, claiming credit.

At that moment, her fist was caught by a large hand.

Jiang Lingsu paused, even though she was at the Purple Mansion stage, her heart raced at that moment.

"How about trying something else today?" Qi Yuan’s voice was as clear as ever.

Jiang Lingsu’s head felt dizzy, as if realizing something, but she still dared not believe it: "Try what?"

"What do you think?" Qi Yuan replied calmly.

Jiang Lingsu’s face instantly flushed, her heart pounding like a little deer: "Elder Brother can try whatever he wants."

She clutched the corner of her clothing, her beautiful eyes seemingly on the verge of dripping blood.

"Is that so?"

A smile flickered in Qi Yuan’s eyes as his hand reached for the azure silk ribbon and gently tugged.

Snow-white, sleek, exposed to the air.

High and perky, beyond the grasp of one hand.

Qi Yuan leaned in, his lips and teeth grazing.

The young girl’s breasts, unlike the softness of a married woman’s, were firm and tender, crystal clear.

Jiang Lingsu’s delicate body trembled, not daring to make any movement.

With her long skirt half-unfastened, its hem touching the ground, her curvaceous figure was still evident.

Flesh where it ought to be ample, slender where it should be.

Her fine waist contrasted sharply with the fullness above and the richness below.

Jiang Lingsu twisted her delicate body, her sexy waist dimple extraordinarily seductive.

Everything flowed naturally.

"Uh... Elder Martial Brother..." Jiang Lingsu half-sat on the table, her face flushed, delicate sweat on her snow-white back; she dared not lean back, afraid of knocking over the vase on the table.

After all, she was no longer the qi cultivation young girl of the past; even sweating now held no odd scent.

The young girl’s thoughts were complex, wishing for Elder Martial Brother to come closer, yet her hands instinctively pushed him away, as if partly unable to bear it.

In the end, the girl collapsed entirely, gasping for air, her hands supporting her pale breasts: "If Elder Martial Brother desires..."

"Wait, not yet sated!" Qi Yuan decisively refused, starting to savor the connection between the lower half-sphere and the abdomen.

So many dishes on the table, and not to savor them properly, what a waste?

Except these dishes, they were both large and round.