Chapter 165: 229, 230

The short-haired beautiful woman sat quietly on the mountain rock, yet her delicate body was taut, inch by inch, as if she were enduring an indescribable pleasure at every moment.

If she had been sitting alone, she might have been able to resist, but suddenly, a suppressed, trembling, and delicate sound—as if it were about to cry out at any moment—reached her ears.

"Aunt... Song Lang, he... he..."

"He actually..."

"How is that possible?"

That voice seemed unable to endure any longer.

The next instant, Lian Chanxi stretched her swan-like neck, let out an "Ah," and began to babble.

Jing Shifei struggled to endure, trying to avoid losing her composure in front of her niece, but being stirred by the latter, she also let out a soft moan.

Song Cheng sat cross-legged between the two women, his heart filled with a faint sense of happiness at this moment.

But this happiness did not come from the pleasure of "procreation," but rather a pleasure of "wholeness."

He could feel that within the essence of life, two forces completely different from his own had connected.

That was "Yin."

Yet this "Yin" was not the "Taiyin Qi of the Taiyin Illusion Sea," nor was it the "Yin Qi scattered in the human world," but rather something more profound and essential.

Song Cheng suddenly recalled the story of the "Sage dancing in the galaxy to create humans."

Clearly, the origin of the Soul is extremely mysterious.

Even though he already possessed the power to destroy a Soul, he knew very little about the Soul itself.

At this moment, this connection through the Dual Cultivation Technique felt more like a certain characteristic of the Soul itself being triggered.

As the Dual Cultivation Technique circulated, the feeling in Song Cheng's heart became increasingly clear; he vaguely saw that in a more mysterious world, his Soul had connected with Jing Shifei and Lian Chanxi.

Pure white Yang, pitch-black Yin.

The man is Yang.

The woman is Yin.

The Dual Cultivation Technique is what allows "men and women who have already become high-level existences" to connect in a more essential way, subsequently forming a mysterious sense of "Yin and Yang generating each other."

This "Yin and Yang generating each other" also radiated into the small world they constituted, making the world that was originally just a Canghai increasingly vibrant, and even the "species" increased significantly in an instant.

Compared to the previous marine life, the small world now also contained alpine creatures and snow-mountain creatures... New species competition had begun, and this would inevitably bring about ecological changes and the evolution of the world.

The ocean currents of the Canghai constantly crashed against the high mountains.

And it seemed that because of the abrupt arrival of the high mountains, the water flow here was extremely fierce, possessing quite a bit of the "scientific feel" of "crustal compression giving birth to high mountains."

The sea waves surged to the heavens, at times passing over the twin peaks, and at other times circling back from both sides, passing through the Kunlun of the extreme west and the Buzhou of the extreme east... Ordinary people, upon seeing this, could only marvel at the vast and great power of heaven and earth, and even feel a sense of pride in witnessing the birth of a new world.

But for the dual cultivators, at every moment, Song Cheng's Yang would push the two women's Yin;

Likewise, the two women's Yin would also reverse Song Cheng's Yang... This was exactly like the scene of the Taiji, with black and white fish chasing each other.

But one wouldn't know until trying; after trying, Song Cheng realized that his "Yang" was exceptionally dense, which was also the reason he could push the two women's "Yin."

And in certain moments of close proximity, Jing Shifei or Lian Chanxi would occasionally face Song Cheng's "Yang" alone; at those times, they would feel exceptionally scorching, thus experiencing an indescribable, ineffable sense of pleasure.

Therefore, the reactions of Lian Chanxi and Jing Shifei were so exaggerated and so surprised.

This feeling would not appear in normal dual cultivation.

Slowly, after adapting to that sense of pleasure from "Yin and Yang generating each other," Jing Shifei and Lian Chanxi settled their minds, each sat cross-legged on either side of Song Cheng, and began to practice their respective techniques.

In this "Yin and Yang generating each other," they felt their thoughts were ethereal, their comprehension improved, and joy was secretly stored; there was no longer any obstruction, and just by trying slightly, they felt it was many times better than their usual cultivation.

At this time, Jing Shifei intended to use this power to cultivate the True Spirit chapter of the Water Spirit Illuminating Heaven Scripture to Completion in one go, and at the same time, cultivate the Taiyin Guidance Technique to Completion as well; Lian Chanxi was strengthening her mastery of the Mountain and River Seal, in anticipation of gaining full control soon.

A happy glow shone on both women's faces.

This was also a benefit of cultivation.

"The more one cultivates, the less human one becomes, and the less one has seven emotions and six desires"—these are all false.

True cultivators not only pursue longevity but also pursue freedom and happiness, and at this moment... this sense of pleasure, far exceeding that of "mortal men and women procreating," was one of the benefits of a high realm.

However, compared to the happiness of the two women, Song Cheng was somewhat troubled.

He discovered that his Yang was too dense, so dense that the Yin of Jing Shifei and Lian Chanxi could not completely match it.

In short, "Yin and Yang are indeed generating each other, but there is no balance."

The initial sense of happiness was quickly replaced by a faint sense of incompleteness.

After completing the fusion of the Dual Cultivation Technique, Jing Shifei and Lian Chanxi entered the small world directly to practice on their respective mountain peaks.

Song Cheng, meanwhile, rose alone.

The dual cultivation fusion did indeed provide help for his strength; the integration of the two divine mountains allowed Song Cheng's strength to advance one step further, changing from the original "37043~57690" to "44452~69228."

The leap was significant, much larger than the fusion of Zhang Daolu and Long Xueling.

But this was also because Song Cheng's base was huge, and he was dual cultivating with two women at the same time.

This improvement, as well as the "cognition of his own Yang," made Song Cheng suddenly have the thought of "whether he could find another Dao companion," so that he could continue to improve his strength.

Originally, he had intended to enter the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm again for bitter cultivation to comprehend more advanced methods; after all, he already knew of the existence of the "White Tower and Ghost Tower" from his exchanges with Zhang Daolu and the others.

Adding that "Red Tower," Song Cheng felt that the key to the "Heaven Grade" might very well lie in these Towers.

However, knowing is difficult, doing is easy, and furthermore, this was only a guess.

Song Cheng had already prepared himself for long-term contemplation.

And in the human world, it would inevitably be plunged into misery due to the ravages of the "Red Qi."

But even so, he could not manage it.

Because he needed to devote all his energy to cultivation.

Only by becoming strong enough could he possibly solve all problems once and for all.

His ruthlessness was his compassion.

He needed to endure watching the human world turn into hell, then bear the burden of humiliation, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, until after the contemplation was complete, he would then fight a desperate battle in a situation of heavy casualties.

Indeed. Reality is often quite surreal.

Sometimes, wanting to become stronger is truly simple.

Just like now.

Song Cheng only needs to find another Dao companion to become stronger.

He began to ponder potential Dao companion candidates.

In fact, waiting for "Tong Niangzi, An Jie, Xiao Yu'er, and the sister-in-law" is his best option in his heart.

But if he does that, the time required is too long.

Among these four women, even the sister-in-law, who has the fastest cultivation progress, has only changed from the original "Two-Tail Xuanhu" to a "Five-Tail Xuanhu," and is currently racing against time, seizing every second to break through to the Six-Tail stage. And once she reaches the Six-Tail stage, she can attempt to practice the "Four Strengths Technique" to ascend to the realm of "Mysterious Grade Grade B."

And this has taken the sister-in-law a full one hundred and fifty-plus years, and that is even with the help of numerous resources.

It can be said that for other cultivators, their lives consist of cultivation, cultivation, searching for resources, cultivation, and more cultivation; who has the leisure time to wander around outside?

Being able to not practice incorrectly and not take the wrong path is already not easy at all.

The "Mysterious Grade Jiappin" ancestor of the Molten Empire, Molten God Blade, also only went out when he needed to find a way to break through.

Calculating it this way, wanting to wait for the fastest-cultivating sister-in-law to reach the "Mountain and River Lord" level and practice the "Dual Cultivation Technique" to the introductory level, one truly doesn't know when that would be.

Song Cheng cannot wait.

His principle for choosing a partner lies to a large extent in "if not necessary, absolutely do not add."

But if it is necessary to add, he is also absolutely not love-brained or pretentious.

Although from the perspective of an ordinary person, this seems very bad.

But if this can improve his strength, after Song Cheng completes a risk assessment and concludes that the "risk is not high," he will do it immediately.

Regarding this point, before he transmigrated, he had read some stories; in those stories, he clearly felt that so-and-so had a super simple and super convenient method for improvement, but that person would refuse to use it for various reasons, then insist on abandoning the fundamentals to pursue the trivial, and as a result, after a long time, their strength had no improvement.

As for the matter of means, as long as it can improve strength the fastest, no matter what one does, it is not shameful.

"Mm, not shameful."

Song Cheng silently hinted to himself again.

He just wants to use the simplest method to quickly improve his strength.

However, before doing this, Song Cheng still needs to communicate with his wives.

With a thought, he entered Buzhou Mountain in the small world and found Jing Shifei.

Jing Shifei looked at him gently and said, "We have only just parted, why has Song Lang come again?"

She naturally would not think that Song Cheng came to find her to do that, after all, the joy of "Yin and Yang generating each other" has already far surpassed the joy of "mortal reproduction."

Song Cheng coughed lightly, stared at the destruction of the waves in the distance and the undulating sea of fog, and said, "The scenery here is quite good."

Jing Shifei chuckled and said, "It is."

Song Cheng scanned his surroundings and said again, "Aunt, look, the Aurora Snow Python on your snowy mountain is dueling with the Heavy-Armored Ghost Crab in my Canghai; I have heard that life can only grow through this kind of competition."

Jing Shifei was stunned for a moment and said, "It is."

Song Cheng said many other things.

Jing Shifei was very patient and kept nodding in agreement.

Finally, Song Cheng revealed his true intentions and decided to talk about the main topic; he carefully leaned into the ear of the Mirror Palace Mistress and whispered a few words.

Jing Shifei was completely dumbfounded, then looked at Song Cheng with a strange expression, her red lips moving, but it seemed that in order to save face for her husband, she stopped herself from speaking, and finally chose to respond with a gentle smile, while saying: "Alright."

Song Cheng fled in a panic.

Afterwards, Song Cheng went to see Lian Chanxi.

Lian Chanxi was not as gentle as Jing Shifei; she looked at Song Cheng with a face full of surprise and said, "Husband, who looks for three Dao companions for dual cultivation? You... how can you be like this..."

Song Cheng fled in a panic.

Tong Niangzi and An Chenyu were actually very gentle and did not mind.

As for Xiao Yu'er, Su Ningyu was still waiting on Xiao Mo'er's Earth Fire Wasteland.

Song Cheng also took this opportunity to look for them, and at the same time checked on the progress of Xiao Mo'er and A Ting.

The situation of the two daughters is very strange; clearly, one hundred and twenty-plus years have passed, and normally they should have successfully merged, but... the two daughters are like "late-born children," and have yet to emerge.

Song Cheng observed for a while, but did not feel there was a problem, so he had to leave first.

After completing the preparatory work, Song Cheng returned directly to Xuanqing Palace, and then announced to all members of the Human Saint Hall: he needs to find a third Dao companion, and those interested can come to Xuanqing Palace to talk, but the prerequisite is that they must have at least mastered the "Dual Cultivation Technique" to an introductory level.

Once this announcement was made, everyone was stunned; at the beginning, the secret discussions everywhere were strange.

"Why is there a third Dao companion? How does one dual cultivate like this, how..."

"Brother Daoist Song is already at such a realm, why is he still like a mortal emperor taking concubines..."

"Brother Daoist Song wouldn't be overly lustful, would he? But having reached such a realm, how could one still be constrained by female beauty? Even if there is a need, one could go find mortal women. I heard that Brother Daoist Song's continent has three imperial dynasties; if he wanted female beauty, he could just go there and be carefree?"

But soon, discerning people began to speak.

"Heh, having reached our realm, how could we still be moved by mortal female beauty? We do not seek descendants, only to open up that brand-new world. Fellow Daoist, these words of yours are truly inferior."

But soon someone else said.

"Brother Daoist Song may not be moved by mortal female beauty, but he wants to occupy three Dao companions alone; isn't this also enjoying beauty to the fullest?"

Immediately, someone else said, "Those who think of beauty only have beauty in their hearts; once the thought arises, how can it be dropped?

I observe that Brother Daoist Song is definitely not like this.

Since he accommodates two Dao companions and completes dual cultivation, such desires have long been satisfied; what he seeks now... must be something else."

"The 'Dual Cultivation Technique' is a shortcut to stepping toward a higher realm. Brother Daoist Song must have found a more profound method to do such an unprecedented thing. In my view, this is a great opportunity for every female cultivator in the Human Saint Hall."

"Brother Zhao's words are reasonable. Sigh, it's just a pity that I am not a woman. Seeing the opportunity in front of me, yet I cannot take it. A pity, a pity indeed."

The Human Saint Hall did not have the overly awkward discussions that Song Cheng had imagined; the old fogies soon discovered that this was an opportunity.

Soon, a Mountain and River Lord came to Xuanqing Palace to meet with Song Cheng and discuss the matter of the Dao companion seriously.

Both parties would initially observe the other's appearance, then exchange thoughts through palm contact to determine things like their character, cultivation talent, and past.

After several such unconventional "blind dates," Song Cheng finally selected a True Spirit Realm powerhouse from the Chan Palace—Long Miaoyin.

She was a noble lady with a tall, slender silhouette; her form was as graceful as a startled swan and as supple as a swimming dragon, possessing a certain dignified beauty, and her expression often carried a touch of compassion.

Yet her chest and hips were strikingly prominent, and her movements made one feel a sense of a "Bodhisattva," while also inevitably evoking a hint of "profanity."

Since the conversation between Song Cheng and the couple Zhang Daolu, the Human Saint Hall had long known of the "wonders of Dual Cultivation Technique." Now, those who hadn't practiced this method were rushing to cultivate it, while those who had were starting to look for partners.

Long Miaoyin was no exception.

This True Spirit of the Chan Palace was proud and, being in the True Spirit Realm, was naturally unwilling to settle. Moreover, "Dual Cultivation" concerned her future Dao, so she had originally been observing patiently, but she never expected that while observing, she would encounter such a heaven-sent opportunity as Song Cheng.

Because they were completely "aiming to increase strength," the two didn't even have any "foreplay" and went directly to the location of the Chan Palace True Spirit's main body.

After spending a full year, the two arrived at a vast plateau where countless strange flowers and exotic herbs grew.

This plateau was extremely famous in the continent where it was located, and was respectfully called "Tianshen Huayuan" by the people of the surrounding imperial dynasties.

Legend had it that many divine flowers and immortal herbs could be picked in this "Tianshen Huayuan," but because fierce beasts haunted the area, those without great martial arts would face certain death upon entering.

Before entering, those who entered the mountain would often burn three sticks of incense in a purple copper censer; if the smoke curled continuously and reached straight to the firmament, one could enter the mountain, otherwise, one had to turn around and leave immediately.

When Long Miaoyin arrived at Tianshen Huayuan, there were still quite a few explorers inside.

She waved her hand in a hurry, sending the explorers out of the garden, then looked at Song Cheng and said, "Brother Daoist Song, in this past year, I have further comprehended the 'Dual Cultivation Technique' and learned that one man can only pair with one woman. Are you serious?"

Song Cheng nodded solemnly and said, "Fellow Daoist Long, I have already explained the principles to you. The mutual generation of yin and yang is the mystery of the Dual Cultivation Technique. However, my yang energy is overly dense."

A flash of hidden doubt crossed Long Miaoyin's eyes, but things had reached this point, and the opportunity was just one step away.

She said indifferently, "Brother Daoist, let us begin."

The two immediately descended, hovering halfway in the sky above Tianshen Huayuan.

Long Miaoyin could not wait to circulate the "Dual Cultivation Technique" to connect with Song Cheng.

With just a touch, she let out a sigh of indescribable comfort.

Song Cheng's dense yang energy rapidly surged against her yin.

Yin and yang rotated, chasing and generating one another.

Long Miaoyin's initial doubt vanished instantly, and she endured it to avoid another loss of composure; she closed her eyes to quietly feel the sensation of being pushed by the yang, and then her vision vaguely saw black and white colors in a mysterious world, mating into fish, chasing and generating each other.

Soon, Long Miaoyin's yin also joined that of Jing Shifei and Lianchanxi.

In Song Cheng's main body Canghai, near the Kunlun in the west, a silent sea area suddenly produced a violent tremor, and that Tianshen Huayuan fell out of thin air.

The ecology and landscape of the small world became increasingly diverse.

And Song Cheng glanced at the panel.

Sure enough, the strength had changed from "44452~69228" to "48156~74997."

This could be called the most comfortable and easiest improvement.

And after a slight perception, Song Cheng also felt that the yin and yang on his side were now balanced.

This wave of "strength transformation" should be considered over.

"Many thanks to Brother Daoist Song for your fulfillment."

Long Miaoyin bowed from afar; she had already felt the benefits of dual cultivation with Song Cheng, and at this moment, even though she was in supreme bliss, she still treated him with the respect due to a guest.

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Long, since you have come here, you are family. Later, I will introduce you to the others in this small world."

Long Miaoyin said politely, "I leave it to Brother Daoist Song's arrangements."

Nearby, on Kunlun, Lian Chanxi suddenly opened her eyes and flew up to investigate. Upon seeing Tianshen Huayuan and Long Miaoyin, she was stunned. The former Chan Palace belonged to the high and mighty among the seven major forces.

And Long Miaoyin was even more of an elite within the Chan Palace, her status even vaguely exceeding that of her aunt.

Whenever she saw her in the past, she would call her "Martial Aunt."

At this moment, she also subconsciously bowed and called out, "Martial Aunt."

Long Miaoyin looked at her steadily and smiled faintly, "Chanxi, we are family now."

The two women landed in Tianshen Huayuan and began to catch up.

Immediately after, Song Cheng tirelessly spent several months bringing Long Miaoyin to get to know Tong Niangzi, An Jie, and the others. After seeing that all parties got along harmoniously, he was finally relieved to leave.

Since his strength had increased, there were some things he should try to approach, and some problems he should go and solve.

He had not forgotten the grudge from that assassination in the Chu Emperor's palace before.

A few days later, three figures from the Reappearance World appeared in front of the Changsheng Villa.

The blood-colored villa was terrifying to behold.

Song Cheng observed patiently.

Accompanying him were Zhang Daolu and Long Xueling.

At this time, Zhang Daolu finally asked the question he had been puzzled by for a long time: "Brother Daoist Song, what kind of secret technique is your method of three dao companions?"

He had been pondering this for days, and he already understood the essence of the "Dual Cultivation Technique" very clearly.

More dao companions meant a stronger world.

Who wouldn't want that?

Song Cheng did not hide it and said directly, "Fellow Daoist, nothing else, just having sufficient yang."

Zhang Daolu was stunned for a moment and asked, "Then how does one get sufficient yang?"

Song Cheng said, "I do not know either."

Zhang Daolu: He stroked his beard and sighed, "I am not his equal."

Although Long Xueling understood her own dao companion's thoughts, hearing two male cultivators discuss this in front of her still felt a bit strange. At this moment, she looked at the blood-colored villa in the distance and asked, "Brother Daoist Song, what do you intend to do?"

Song Cheng said, "Do not enter the villa; join forces from the outside and attack with the power of the small world."

Zhang Daolu laughed, "Brother Daoist is cautious, which is exactly what I wish."

In fact, before the three of them arrived, they had already resolved any possible disasters.

After arriving in the Reappearance World, Song Cheng went directly to the celestial prison to see Shi Feng.

The latter acted as if nothing had happened, smiling and offering a few words of congratulation, "May Brother Song and Daoist Shi Feifei be joined in eternal wedlock, living in long-lasting joy and affection," before he began to peddle the Red Pagoda Visualization Method.

Song Cheng listened to a few sentences, said a few words in return, and seeing that his favorability had not changed at all, he pointed a finger and turned him into ashes.

Life and death require a Soul.

Without a Soul, life and death no longer matter.

As for the Red Pagoda Visualization Method that Shi Feng kept harping on about, Song Cheng believed this technique existed, but he did not believe it was free of traps.

How could he be stupid enough to believe an enemy's words?

No matter what an enemy says, as long as they harbor malice toward you, the more tempted you are, the more it is a trap; don't even try it.

And if you accidentally try it and get a taste of the sweetness, then you must be careful, because great disaster is soon to arrive.

Long Xueling glanced at her dao companion beside her, then looked at Song Cheng and said, "Then how shall we strike? Do you need the two of us to go behind the villa?"

Song Cheng shook his head and said, "Separate, and if we encounter enemies, we are easily defeated one by one; let's stay together."

The three looked at each other, and Long Xueling merged into Zhang Daolu.

Immediately, as if by prior agreement, the two struck at the same time, attacking the distant Changsheng Villa.

Zhang Daolu's power directly enveloped the various realms; even the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm gave rise to the aura of Taiyin and Taiyang, which united and impacted the villa.

But compared to Song Cheng, his power was truly minuscule.

Song Cheng waved his fist, and the entire Yin-Yang Illusion Realm gave rise to magnificent waves.

Boom, boom, boom!!

This space in the Reappearance World was like an ink painting being frantically rubbed, and Changsheng Villa was also being rubbed until it became increasingly wrinkled—and just at this moment, a red human-shaped outline darted out from the villa.

Song Cheng squinted at the human shape and shook his head.

This was not the person who had attacked him before.

But it didn't matter.

He threw a punch from afar.

With one punch, the red human-shaped outline turned to ashes.

Immediately following, more human-shaped outlines began to fly out, but the strength of those people was about the same as Shi Feng's; presumably, they were accomplices hiding within.

Song Cheng had no desire to ask questions and simply began a massacre.

After beheading more than ten people, the villa fell into silence.

A sense of fatigue washed over him, and Song Cheng rested briefly.

After resting, he continued his attack.

Under the frequent attacks, that blood-red villa finally split apart completely, and with a loud boom, it turned into specks of blood-colored fireflies that scattered into the surroundings.

Song Cheng and Zhang Daolu breathed a sigh of relief and were about to leave, but Song Cheng's pupils suddenly constricted—at the bottom of the destroyed villa appeared a deep pool, and within the deep pool, a small path was revealed.

The small path wound along, a narrow, winding trail—and this path led directly to a red Tower.

That Red Tower pierced into the Yin-Yang Illusion Realm in a strange way and headed toward an even deeper and more distant world, its body emitting a brilliant blood-red color.

Red Qi billowed, touching various realms and invading the human world.

The root of the suffering of all living things lay right here.

Song Cheng had never seen this Red Tower so clearly.

His gaze was completely drawn to it.

Following the wisps of Red Qi, he could see the various continents and dynasties that the Red Qi was burrowing into, as well as blurred images.

Wherever the Red Qi touched, people were becoming insane.

These Red Qi were like tentacles, dancing in the mysterious space.

Zhang Daolu clenched his fists.

He finally knew where the "root of the cultivation apocalypse" was.

And Song Cheng's line of sight suddenly froze.

He stared fixedly at one of the wisps of Red Qi from the Red Tower; the direction the Red Qi was heading seemed to pass through a thin membrane, and the place it connected to did not seem to be a continent or a dynasty—it was a modern office, with computers scattered about, empty takeout boxes discarded at will, and in the gloomy light, programmers with bloodshot eyes were grinning hideously in the darkness, frantically typing code and writing a game; one of them tried to run the game, and a scene flashed across the screen, displaying four characters—Hell on Earth 2.0.

(End of this chapter)