Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone Chapter 951 714: Qinglian: Together in Life and Death, Never to Be Separated (Part 2)

The lady started chattering, pouring out her various concerns and minor trifles.

Frequently, as a lofty and exalted ancestor, she shared no common ground with the lesser cultivators, having no one to unburden herself to, thus she muttered alone, confiding in the Tree of Time her burdens from these many years.

Having vented thus, her spirits lifted greatly.

"Spirit Tree, Spirit Tree, when do you think Xuanji will return!"

Qinglian uttered.

"I'm back!"

Suddenly, a masculine voice echoed, and Qinglian sensed a man materializing behind her, wrapping her in a tight embrace from the rear, their forms pressing intimately as though fusing into unity.

Her taut muscles abruptly slackened.

Sensing the recognizable aura and fragrance—so captivating—she spun around, beheld that cherished visage, advanced to caress his face, and murmured, "Husband, you're back. You're really back. Am I not dreaming? No, perhaps a Heart Demon has appeared. The Heart Demon is using spells to impersonate you."

With these words, she instinctively invoked a spell, summoning a verdant lotus in her palm; it shimmered and swirled, radiating emerald beams that shattered myriad illusions, unveiling the world's authentic form.

The verdant glow enveloped his figure, yet Lu Xuanji stood unmoved, proclaiming forthrightly, "Qinglian, I'm back!"

Qinglian dispersed the spell from her palm, the lotus vanishing, then exclaimed, "Husband, you're back. You're back, vanished for a thousand years, finally returned! Boohoo! I missed you so much. In the days of your absence, I yearned for you terribly, truly missed you..."

As she declared this, Qinglian slumped against his shoulder, sobbing unrestrainedly with tears cascading onto it, wailing boisterously.

Sobbing with immense joy, sobbing with wild elation!

Lu Xuanji stroked her back soothingly, saying, "Qinglian, cry freely if you wish! Cry it out, cry—these are no mere tears, but boundless recollections!"

Qinglian clung to him, whispering, "I missed you!"

Lu Xuanji replied, "I missed you too!"

"Really? How much did you miss me?" Qinglian inquired.

Lu Xuanji declared, "Every instant, thoughts of you filled my mind!"

Qinglian confessed, "Me too, I'm starving, I crave to devour you, gulp you down whole!"

At these words, Qinglian's cheeks flushed scarlet, exuding a delicate aroma laced with fervor and allure, her frame softening as if poised to blend as one—even rigid metal could twist at her whim.

Lu Xuanji inhaled the aroma, abandoning restraint over his inner cravings, unleashing his passions unbound.

The duo relocated to the Cave Mansion, igniting a ferocious clash atop the bed; the tempest erupted in haste, the fray intensifying savagely.

The immortal path rejects quelling desires; rather, it amplifies them ceaselessly.

Mortals grasp merely at riches, beauties, and dominion, whereas cultivators claim it all—not briefly, but spanning centuries, millennia, unto eternal spans.

Carnal urges and erotic longings count among cultivators' desires too.

Upon treading the immortal way, lustful fires and sensual appetites surge upward, skyrocketing madly.

Former days brimmed with frenzy: ever in combat or hastening thereto—not battling Feiyu Realm foes, then clashing with Cyan Wine adversaries.

Utterly swamped, devoid of moments for savoring.

Yet now, within this idle interlude, they indulged with blazing ardor.

Three days and nights hence, the clash paused momentarily.

Reclining abed, Qinglian gazed contentedly, her features flushed with bliss akin to a sated feline clasping a hooked banana, peeling it languidly to relish; Lu Xuanji lounged adjacent, fingers grasping grapes to crunch sans peeling.

This realm holds neither bananas nor grapes.

Fear not—Lu Xuanji devoted effort to reshaping them, compelling emergence of fruits from his prior existence.

Immortal cultivation surpasses wanton slaying; it hoards erudition and sagacity, birthing the force of genesis.

Munching grapes, Lu Xuanji queried, "Qinglian, across this millennium, how fares the Lu Family?"

Qinglian replied, "Poorly, exceedingly poorly; stability held at the outset, yet unrest gradually stirred the ranks. Lu Family cultivators flared inexplicably into brawls among kin; others turned frenzied, minds unraveling."

"And sundry woes surfaced too. Recently, cultivators departed in droves, Lu Fan among them!"

At Lu Fan's name, unease gripped Qinglian deeply.

After all, he hailed her as Aunt, yet she neglected his guardianship, guilty of shortfall.

Lu Xuanji sighed before inquiring, "Fan'er, to what heights has his power climbed?"

Qinglian answered, "Refining Void Stage Two!"

Lu Xuanji declared, "In the Purple Mansion Realm, Refining Void Stage Two qualifies as a major power, strong enough to stand alone. The boy has matured, developed his own thoughts—let him venture forth!"

His face grew somewhat gloomy right then.

Noticing the sorrowful expression on a certain someone's face, Qinglian took a bite of her banana and changed the subject, asking, "Xuanji, how are things outside? What's going on with that Chaos Immortal Body?"

Because the higher-ups had sealed off key information to avoid causing panic among the masses, under this strict news blackout, most folks remained unaware of the Chaos Dynasty's fate or Cyan Wine's status. In such controlled info flows, low-tier Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment cultivators didn't even hear about the Feiyu World's invasion.

Letting out a sigh, Lu Xuanji revealed, "The Chaos Dynasty is no more, and Cyan Wine has risen to power!"

As he shared this, he delved into a thorough account of the happenings, adding various details and even some speculations.

His aim in explaining so meticulously was to seek Qinglian's advice on the present crisis.

After hearing it all, Qinglian remarked candidly, "The situation has taken a drastic turn—the danger from Cyan Wine is gone, yet the menace of the Feiyu Daoist Monarch lingers on. Things haven't gotten better; they're deteriorating further. Is there still any hope left for our Purple Mansion World?"

Lu Xuanji replied, "I have no idea. Yet we need to brace for the worst outcome. Should a dire emergency arise, I'll employ Secret Techniques to banish the Lu Family's Grotto Heaven into the boundless void, randomizing its coordinates. That way, the Lu Family Grotto Heaven will fully depart from Purple Mansion World..."

"That sounds extremely perilous!"

Qinglian warned.

"True, but it's our sole shot at survival. The Lu Family Grotto Heaven's current hiding spot isn't foolproof, and discovery looms!" Lu Xuanji explained, "Escaping the Purple Mansion Realm and drifting among the stars offers the only path to live on."

"It could work," Qinglian responded, "but when that time comes, I wish to stay by my husband's side, sharing life and death alike—live together if we survive, perish together if we fall. Loneliness terrifies me!"

With those words, Qinglian nestled against him, basking in his warmth and inhaling his familiar scent.

Instinctively, her eyes drifted shut.

Death frightened her, yet solitude scared her even more.

What if one day her husband perished—how could she bear living on without him!

She couldn't bear picturing that nightmare!

Merely a millennium apart had been unbearable; eternal separation would bring unimaginable torment and suffering.

Lu Xuanji took it in, ready to argue about the risks of her staying, the countless perils involved, but her resolute eyes made him nod instead, affirming, "Very well! We'll remain together forever, never to part again!"

"Promise me—after this, don't ever abandon me!" Qinglian urged.

Nodding firmly, Lu Xuanji vowed, "Agreed. Henceforth, no matter where I travel, you come along—never separated!"

Suddenly recalling something, Qinglian unleashed a Secret Technique, channeling a spell into his form; at once, a verdant lotus imprint bloomed on his wrist.

"What's the purpose of this?" Lu Xuanji inquired.

"It's my personal mark," Qinglian explained, "allowing me to track you whenever I wish. Even should you stray from me, I'll always locate you!"