Chapter 14: Treasure Ranks (Rushing for Votes)

  Murong Wanqiu slowly opened her tightly closed eyes, and the first thing that entered her line of sight was Ouyang Jieyu's lecherous expression. She couldn't help but shoot him a reproachful glance, but unexpectedly, this caused Ouyang Jieyu to become even more aroused, his hands pressing against Murong Wanqiu's waist as he pushed upwards.

  "Ah~~~," Murong Wanqiu's slender waist began to tremble slightly, her two plump buttocks undulating non-stop, sometimes tightening and sometimes relaxing. When she opened her tightly closed eyes again, they were already misty with desire. An unusual charm emanated from her bones, and she moaned as she hugged Ouyang Qiuyu's neck tightly, sighing softly: "Bad... old public, you... be gentle."

  Ouyang Jueyu smiled slightly complacently and then began to move rhythmically...

  Spirits intermingle, water and fire blend...

  Two people in heaven, lost their souls, extreme joy, intoxication...

  Ouyang Jiayu held his wife, whose face still had a lazy spring look, and said leisurely: "This time the dual cultivation was unexpectedly good, in one night not only did we successfully refine the golden elixir, but our spiritual energy almost broke through to the yuan ying period, it's really great."

  Because Murong Wanqiu's cultivation was relatively low compared to Ouyang Jieyu, and this time both parties were in the state of Tongmeng, so Murong Wanqiu gained a lot, not only did he form a Golden Elixir overnight, but his heart and spirit also reached the peak of the late stage of Golden Elixir, while Ouyang Jieyu had some gains, but compared to Murong Wanqiu, it was somewhat insignificant.

  After all, when the cultivation of both parties differs greatly, the weaker side benefits the most. If both parties continue to cultivate together, their gap will become smaller and smaller, and eventually, their cultivation will reach a balanced state.

  Murong Wanqiu excitedly said: "Bad old man, can I fly now?"

  Ouyang Jueyu couldn't help but be shocked, never expecting that the first thing his precious wife would worry about was whether he could fly or not.

  "Hmm... to fly freely, you'd have to be at the Yuanying stage." Looking at his beloved wife's disappointed face, Ouyang Jieyu sat up and changed the subject, "However, it is possible for those in the Jindan stage to fly as well."

  Murong Wanqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, she jumped up and hugged Ouyang Jiuyu's arm tightly, shaking it vigorously as she coquettishly said: "Bad old husband, do you have a way to make me fly or not? Bad old husband, quickly say, is it or isn't it?"

  Ou Yang Jiu Yu looked at his extreme wife with a mixture of laughter and tears, the softness transmitted through his arm making him feel a little excited. He said helplessly: "Good wife, don't shake anymore, I'll tell you now, there is a way, that is to help you refine the flying sword, unfortunately, I don't have the materials to refine the flying sword right now, otherwise I can help you refine it now."

  Murong Wanqiu was taken aback and said, "Flying sword? What is this flying sword thing? How is it different from the precious swords in my family?"

  Ouyang Jiayu couldn't help but feel a headache, his precious wife didn't have the slightest understanding of cultivation, it seemed that he would have to spend more time explaining cultivation knowledge to her in the next few days, otherwise she would keep making jokes.

  "The treasured swords in your household are of course different from the flying swords I mentioned. The so-called treasured swords in your household are just some exceptional ones forged by ordinary people, whereas the flying swords I mentioned are forged by cultivators who practice the Dao, and they are called magical artifacts."

  "Oh, so the flying sword is a magical treasure refined by cultivators." Murong Wanqiu suddenly realized and immediately asked with interest: "What materials are needed to refine it into a magical treasure?"

  Ouyang Jiayu nodded and said, "Magic treasures are also divided into grades. Generally, the grade of a magic treasure made from ordinary materials will not be high. Relatively speaking, the better the material used to refine the magic treasure, the better it will be. Of course, this also requires matching refining methods."

  Murong Wanqiu asked, "Are there levels of magical treasures too? What are they?"

  "The Xiu Zhen practitioners' Fa Bao is divided into three levels: Fa Qi, Bao Qi and Ling Qi. Among them, Fa Qi and Bao Qi are further divided into lower, middle and upper grades, while Ling Qi is divided into lower, middle, upper and extreme grades. If the extreme grade of Ling Qi is upgraded one more level, it would no longer be a Xiu Zhen practitioner's Fa Bao, but rather a Xian Jia's Xian Ren Fa Bao - Xian Qi." Ouyang Qiu spoke eloquently.

  "Wow——, a sacred artifact." Murong Wanqiu's eyes emitted an unusual glow as he yearned for it.

  Ouyang Jiayu looked at his wife's expression and couldn't help but tease, "Good wife, your drool is coming out."

  "Ah———" Murong Wanqiu hastily stretched out her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth, only to realize that she had been deceived by her own husband, the scoundrel. She pouted and punched Ouyang Jieyu twice with her fists, then batted her bright eyes coquettishly and said: "Bad old man, I want a magical artifact, I know you have a way."

  Ouyang Jiayu took a cold breath, his wife was indeed formidable, opening her mouth to mention sacred artifacts, let alone immortals who may not even have such things.

  "Uh... for the next few days, let's first gather materials to help you refine your flying sword. As for the immortal artifact, uh... I'll give it to you when we arrive at the Xiūzhēn Realm." Ouyang Qiuyu said with a cold sweat on his forehead.

  Fortunately, I'm not an ordinary person. Although sacred artifacts are hard to come by, my hundred-year cultivation isn't just for show. Over the past century, I've stored nearly ten sacred artifacts in my cultivation cave, sealing them away. I'll retrieve and use them when I return to the Cultivation Realm.

  "Bad husband, you're really good." Murong Wanqiu exclaimed in surprise.

  Ouyang Jiayu's mouth corners slightly rose, and a hint of a smile flashed in her eyes as she softly said, "Then how will you thank me?"

  Murong Wanqiu listened to Ouyang Jieyu's ambiguous question, her cheeks suddenly flushed with a touch of peach red. She thought of the soul-stirring movement between the two of them earlier and her heart was racing like a deer, three parts shy and seven parts expectant, she closed her eyes, her slender neck slightly raised, her soft lips slightly pouting, her long eyelashes trembling constantly, looking like a bashful beauty waiting to be plucked.

  Ouyang Jiaoyu couldn't bear the sight, her breathing quickened as she leaned down and kissed those warm, soft lips. A pair of large hands wandered all over her body, especially that exquisite bust and plump buttocks, which were always his favorite places to caress...

  Rated as the most outstanding school flower in the history of Huajiang University, a goddess-level figure in the eyes of male students, and was once again promoted by Ouyang Qiuyu.

  Suddenly, spring filled the room, moans and gasps for breath came in waves, one after another.

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  In the presidential suite of the same private club in H city.

  Dongfang Lengfeng, Ximen Qingming, Wang Yiming, Li Xiazhong, Feng Taihuang and Song Pingyang gathered here again.

  Song Pingyang couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? It's been four days and the goddess Murong Wanqiu hasn't come to school for four consecutive days. This is simply unthinkable."

  Li Xiazhong nodded and replied, "Yes, the goddess Murong Wanqiu has never missed a class before. Not seeing her for four consecutive days definitely means something's happened."

  Feng Tai Hu turned to Dongfang Lengfeng and Ximen Jingming, furrowing his brow: "Brother Dongfang, Brother Ximen, as you both are from the Four Great Families along with the goddess Murong Wanqiu, do you have any idea what's going on?"

  Ximen Qingming shook his head and said, "I haven't heard any special news. I've already mobilized the family's power to investigate, but so far, there's no unusual news. Dongfang, what about you?"

  Dongfang Lengfeng also shook his head and said quietly, "I haven't received any unusual messages either, but I think this matter must be related to Ouyang Jueyu."

  Wang Yiming nodded in agreement and said, "That's right. Since that day, Ouyang Jueyu hasn't appeared again either. Things won't be so coincidental."

  Song Ping's face turned gloomy as he said, "We haven't even seen the person, so how can we carry out last time's plan? Are we going to keep waiting like this?"

  Dongfang Lengfeng, Ximen Qingming, Wang Yiming, Feng Taihao, Li Xiazhong and others looked at each other, all of them were helpless. If you can't even see the person, what else can you do?

  Ximen Qingming let out a long sigh and said, "Let's wait a bit longer. If he still doesn't show up tomorrow, then we'll talk."

  Everyone looked at me and I looked at them, all shook their heads in dismay, nothing could be done about it.

  …………………………

  When Ouyang Jiayu and Murong Wanqiu walked into the classroom, all the boys looked like pigs, beautiful, really too beautiful.

  Murong Wanqiu was originally the most outstanding school flower in Huajiang University's history, and now that her cultivation had reached the Golden Elixir stage, after refining the impurities within her body, her skin became even whiter and more tender. Moreover, due to Ouyang Qiuyu's nurturing, she constantly exuded a lazy and charming aura from deep within her bones, causing all the male students who saw her to drool with desire.

  The girls' attention was focused on Ouyang Jueyu, after that special event, Ouyang Jueyu became the school's sensation overnight. After all, on the first day of school, he had a conflict with hundreds of people because of the goddess Murong Wanqiu, and beat them so badly that they didn't dare to come forward again. With Ouyang Jueyu's handsome face and elegant demeanor, he naturally became the white knight in the hearts of many girls.

  Ouyang Jiayu looked at the expressions of the boys, obviously taking care of his own precious wife, and couldn't help but let out a hum of annoyance. A voice with some true yuan suddenly exploded in the ears of the boys, shocking them pale-faced and full of shock.

  Ouyang Jueyu pulled Mou Rong Wanqiu, who was puzzled and didn't understand, to a window seat at the back.

  Murong Wanqiu saw the boys drooling like pigs, and her heart felt a wave of disgust. Then she saw their faces turn pale in an instant. Although she didn't know what had happened, it was definitely another one of her husband's masterpieces. It turned out that he cared about himself so much. She couldn't help but gaze at Ouyang Qiuyu with deep affection.

  Because Ou Yang Jiu Yu's soft "hmm" was aimed at his surname, although Murong Wan Qiu's cultivation had already reached the Golden Elixir stage, he was still in the novice phase of using True Yuan and wouldn't understand what happened.

  Dongfang Cold Wind looked at Ouyang Jieyu with a pale face, his heart racing like a stormy sea. He didn't expect Ouyang Jieyu to be so formidable, just a cold "hmm" could make him feel like his blood was boiling over. Even his own grandfather couldn't do that, could he? Was he even more formidable than his own grandfather?? Dongfang Cold Wind shook his head, this can't be possible, right? He's still so young after all.

  The eastern cold wind suddenly saw the two people who were transmitting their emotions with their eyebrows, and a flash of coldness and cruelty flashed in their eyes. They picked up their phone and sent a message.

  Since he found out about the major and class that his goddess Murong Wanqiu had chosen, Dongfang Cold Wind used his privileges to change his own major and transfer to her class. Although Goddess Murong Wanqiu had never given him any special treatment, this did not hinder his infatuation with her.

  Dongfang Lengfeng didn't dare and couldn't use force on Murong Wanqiu, but that doesn't mean he could tolerate other men appearing by her side. Ouyang Jieyu was not someone to be trifled with, but humans are such strange creatures - when you haven't reached their tolerance limit, they're terrified of you, but once you've touched their psychological bottom line, they'll dare to fight to the death with you.

  Dongfang Lengfeng is in such a situation, he can tolerate Murong Wanqiu not liking him, but Murong Wanqiu is his bottom line. You can dislike me, but you also cannot like someone else. In Dongfang Lengfeng's subconscious mind, he has already taken Murong Wanqiu as the love of his life, and naturally cannot bear to see Murong Wanqiu liking someone else.

  But he wouldn't hate Murong Wanqiu, so Ouyang Jieyu naturally became the object of his resentment. At this time, Dongfang Lengfeng was already blinded by pathological jealousy, and he couldn't think about whether Ouyang Jieyu was someone he could afford to offend, let alone consider what consequences would arise from offending her.

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