Leaning down, he continued to kiss her cold lips, his hand removing the last layer of her dress.

Chu Qingyi’s skin was pale and delicate, slender and gentle, far less seductive and fiery than Nangong Mili.

She was not as enchanting and graceful as their master Yun Wanshang, nor as alluring and exquisite as junior sister Xiao Xiyue.

Yet, her proportions were nearly perfect.

Her snow-like bosom resembled overturned jade bowls, just filling a single palm; her slender waist swayed like a willow, her curves elegant and breathtaking. Her delicate, round hips were plump and firm, and her long legs were shapely and exquisitely proportionate, utterly flawless.

Lu Changsheng slid off the white jade boots and silk stockings from her snow-white legs, revealing a pair of tender, beautifully shaped jade-like feet.

Her two pale and soft feet resembled spring shoots, smooth as silk, gripped gently in Lu Changsheng’s hands. She wanted to protest, but exhaustion rendered her powerless, allowing only a faint redness to blossom across her skin, making her appear stunning.

Lu Changsheng didn’t linger on playing around.

At this moment, Tianyuan True Monarch’s Nascent Soul Origin had saturated his own meridians, Dantian, and every fiber of his being.

If he didn’t begin refining or transferring it into Chu Qingyi soon, even he wouldn’t be able to endure the pressure.

Considering the lack of preparation in foreplay, Lu Changsheng squinted slightly as a peach blossom mark flickered faintly between his brows, glowing with a faint pink hue.

Gradually, Chu Qingyi’s icy white skin took on faint pink tones, her half-closed delicate eyes becoming hazy and unfocused.

“Ah…”

Lu Changsheng sighed inwardly at his actions, thinking his methods were truly…

But given the urgency of the situation, saving her life outweighed everything else, and he refrained from indulging in further irrelevant thoughts.

Moments later.

Within the isolated realm of the Cave Heaven, spring’s lingering atmosphere slowly spread.

The two figures, enveloped in multicolored spiritual light and nature’s spiritual energy, tightly intertwined in harmonious Yin-Yang rotations.

Here, no one disturbed them, not even the faintest breeze existed.

…

Time ticked by bit by bit.

It wasn’t clear how much time had passed, as the initial stiffness and resistance gradually melted into tender gasps and unconscious yielding.

Though the process was undeniably intimate, Lu Changsheng focused unwaveringly on his purpose throughout.

Once Chu Qingyi’s condition seemed stable enough, he immediately reminded her: “Qingyi, prepare for Core Transformation!”

Yet, Chu Qingyi showed no response.

“Qingyi!”

Lu Changsheng called softly, gazing at her pale face, tightly closed eyes, and tear-streaked cheeks.

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If she refused to participate willingly, attempting it by force would only lead to greater danger.

“Kill me or flay me afterward if you wish—Lu Someone will obey thoroughly. But for now, please listen to me, alright?”

“Besides, didn’t you already agree to the second option?”

Lu Changsheng spoke in a low voice.

“Like hell I agreed,”

Chu Qingyi wanted to retort.

But her previous actions effectively counted as acquiescence, and she sighed softly instead.

She then activated her cultivation technique, starting to dissolve the True Pill, using its remaining source essence to nourish every inch of her meridians and flesh.

“Phew!”

Seeing her cooperation, Lu Changsheng felt a significant sense of relief.

He had feared she might stubbornly resist at the last moment.

Immediately, he gathered the Yin Yang Magic Power scattered across Chu Qingyi’s body and directed it toward her Qi Ocean Core to help dissolve her shattered True Pill, enhancing her physical body and meridians.

“Pfft!”

Suddenly, Chu Qingyi coughed up blood from her serious injuries.

This Core Transformation process was similar to forcibly shattering a Nascent Soul and was perilous beyond measure.

Seeing her plight, Lu Changsheng urgently transferred his own Nascent Soul Origin into Chu Qingyi’s limbs and bones.

Simultaneously, he utilized the Yin Yang Nirvana Technique and Life Transference Technique to preserve her vitality.

At the same time, he formed gesture incantations with his hands, injecting the spiritual medicine Tianyuan True Monarch had prepared into Chu Qingyi’s body to assist her refinement.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!—”

Three days later, Chu Qingyi successfully dissolved her True Pill, nourishing every inch of her flesh and meridians in the process.

During the most critical moments, Lu Changsheng employed not only the Yin Yang Nirvana Technique and Life Transference Technique but also the Nine Treasures Ruyi Bone.

It could only be said that the Core Transformation process was dangerously severe.

Tianyuan True Monarch had stated there was a 30% success rate—undoubtedly an optimistic estimate.

Without the Nine Treasures Ruyi Bone, Lu Changsheng suspected that even if Chu Qingyi survived the ordeal, she would be unable to form a new Core.

Even if successful, her new Core would likely be nothing more than a low-grade Flawed Pill, far below the level of a middle-grade True Pill.

“For such a Nascent Soul Origin, attempting Core Transformation is still so perilous. No wonder so few dare to undertake the process of breaking and reforming their Core.”

Lu Changsheng sighed deeply, having gained firsthand insight into the dangers of Core Transformation.

For ordinary cultivators, unless blessed with extraordinary opportunities, attempting it was practically a death sentence.

Additionally, False Cores and low-grade Nascent Soul cultivators faced other limitations: age and potential.

An excessively high age could even disqualify one from attempting Core Transformation altogether.

After briefly reflecting, Lu Changsheng refocused, embracing the spotless jade-like body before him. He activated the Sun Moon Samsara Technique, working tirelessly to help stabilize Chu Qingyi’s condition in preparation for Core Formation.

Thankfully, with the Nascent Soul Origin of Tianyuan True Monarch and the rich spiritual energy within the Tianyuan Lotus,

he wasn’t wholly depleted despite the unending strain. Lu Changsheng felt he could hold on.

…

Meanwhile.

In the Luoyun Mountain Range.

“What? Qingyi is badly injured, rescued by a Sword Cultivator, and now untraceable?”

Yun Wanshang’s expression turned icy as she heard the words of Venerable Lingfeng. The flowing fabric of her luxurious, multicolored robe danced violently as an overwhelming, terrifying spiritual pressure surged forth, seemingly suffocating the air.

This operation had been orchestrated by the Four Great Immortal Sects collectively.

Now, with Venerable Lingfeng, Venerable Huxiao, and the Nascent Soul Immortals of the Luoxia Sect all exiting the Secret Realm, her own disciple Chu Qingyi was the sole casualty. How could Yun Wanshang not feel outraged?

Especially since the previous discussion about the Secret Realm had confirmed there were no remaining dangers, and it only served to suppress and intimidate the Demonic Path cultivators.

Now the battle was over, yet her disciple had been gravely injured, rescued, and vanished without a trace—her life hanging in uncertain balance!