Chapter 573: Coordinates: Jiang Lingsu

Chapter 573 Coordinates: Jiang Lingsu

The female realm lord’s eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her face.

Her beautiful face was flushed with crimson, and her chest… stood proudly erect.

She resembled a shy young girl.

She had not expected that, having just gossiped about someone behind their back, she would be caught red-handed.

“Actually, I’m quite reserved too.”

“If this Cosmic Spirit Sea weren’t so dangerous, I would also dress very modestly.”

A blend of innocence and allure surged forth from this female realm lord.

Qi Yuan was speechless.

“Sigh, I can’t compete with you old drivers who have lived for billions of years.”

He saw at a glance that the female realm lord’s blush was fake.

“Hey, don’t think that just because you’re good-looking, you can pretend to be young,” the female realm lord said discontentedly, no longer covering her face, revealing a slightly immature visage. As she spoke, she shifted and crossed her long legs, blocking the view below.

In every movement, Qi Yuan saw elements of purity, sexiness, spiciness, mature woman, schoolgirl, wife, and more.

Such was the terror of a realm lord—in a single thought, they could manifest myriad forms, striking straight at the soul.

Of course, this was different from Shen Lingxuan’s Profound Yin Body.

Shen Lingxuan was unconscious of it, while this realm lord was fully aware.

Seeing this realm lord, Qi Yuan instinctively thought of Shen Lingxuan.

Unfortunately, after leaving the Divine Wood Universe, he had not been able to see Shen Lingxuan again.

Still, Shen Lingxuan was a Heaven’s Chosen, the embodiment of his master Ruan Yixi’s rules.

After the Black Heaven’s destruction, her safety should be assured.

“No need to pretend; I’ve always been young.” Qi Yuan was still young, just over a hundred years old.

At that age, it was the perfect time to return to Blue Star and collect a pension every day.

“Really? Let me see?” The female realm lord’s expression turned playful, her gaze drifting downward.

“You…”

Qi Yuan was speechless again, and his form vanished directly.

“Hahaha…” From the Cosmic Spirit Sea came the female realm lord’s “barbell”-like laughter.

On the other side, Qi Yuan’s form halted, and he muttered to himself, “A boy outside really must protect his own safety—there are too many perverts among aliens.”

The key was that he lacked Sister Oxhorn’s eloquence, and his skin was too thin to match these ancient monsters who had lived for who knows how many billions of years.

Without further interaction with these people, Qi Yuan continued forward.

The female realm lord watched Qi Yuan from afar; she had now changed her appearance again, occasionally whistling at him.

“Little brother, don’t hold out—take it off.”

“Don’t worry, big sister has integrity; I won’t take any recordings.”

It seemed she had discovered Qi Yuan’s weakness and was using this guise against him.

Qi Yuan acted as if he hadn’t heard.

“Didn’t you say he’d take it off at the two hundredth floor? Now it’s three hundred,” the Wild Boar Realm Lord spoke.

“Misjudgment, but he’ll definitely strip at the five hundredth floor!” the female realm lord said confidently. “After all, that one, without taking off her clothes, could only reach the 499th floor, and she’s been stuck there for a hundred years now.”

Mentioning that one, the female realm lord’s face showed awe.

That one, like her, was a Myriad Things Realm Lord.

Yet the gap in strength between them was immense.

One could say she had some minor power in the Myriad Things Realm, while the other was a titan.

If that person wanted to kill her, it would probably take only a year.

If not for not taking off her clothes, the female realm lord believed that person could have reached the seven hundredth floor.

Entering the seven hundredth floor with clothes off, and stopping at the 499th floor with clothes on—both were the strength of titans.

A titan-level Myriad Things Realm lord might step into the Heaven-Opening Realm at any moment.

Though the Heaven-Opening Realm and the Myriad Things Realm were separated by only one realm, the gap in power was enormous.

With Dao Lords absent and the fourth layer of the Yang God unrevealed, the Heaven-Opening Realm already stood at the end of the universe.

“You really overestimate him,” the Wild Boar Realm Lord said.

“I don’t. Last time, wasn’t there someone who entered the five hundredth floor without taking off clothes and was then invited to join the Myriad Transformations Society?” the female realm lord said.

At the mention of the Myriad Transformations Society, the Wild Boar Realm Lord’s expression shifted slightly, deep reverence in his eyes.

They, as realm lords, were already the most outstanding prodigies of their respective universes.

But compared to the realm lords who had joined the Myriad Transformations Society, the gap was still too vast.

Rumor had it that the Myriad Transformations Society was founded jointly by several Dao Lords, recruiting and absorbing the truly unparalleled prodigies of countless universes, worlds, and planes.

One could say that joining the Myriad Transformations Society held great allure for them, these realm lords.

The step from Myriad Things to Heaven-Opening was a threshold.

For some, that threshold could not be crossed even after ten thousand cosmic epochs.

“Could this person… also be an unparalleled prodigy, trying to attract the attention of the Myriad Transformations Society?” the Wild Boar Realm Lord murmured.

The female realm lord paused, as if something occurred to her: “Could it really be so? Right now, Realm Lord Liuxu has been stuck at the 499th floor for a hundred years, and the Myriad Transformations Society has been watching her.

If he steps into the five hundredth floor with his clothes on, the Myriad Transformations Society… will definitely invite him!”

At this thought, the female realm lord’s face lit up with excitement and joy: “Doesn’t that mean that once he crosses the five hundredth floor and draws the Myriad Transformations Society’s attention, he’ll start taking off his clothes?”

“…” The Wild Boar Realm Lord did not want to speak to this female realm lord.

“Oh, you’re so unromantic. Handsome boys are the most precious treasures in this world—why not look while you can?”

“I prefer looking at sows,” the Wild Boar Realm Lord retorted discontentedly.

Elsewhere, in the void, Qin Thirty-seven and Qin Nüyuan sat idly, wine falling from the air, occasionally pouring into their mouths.

“I wonder how much longer Realm Lord Liuxu will need to reach the five hundredth floor.”

“What, are you concerned about her?” Qin Nüyuan said.

“Didn’t you hear what Big Brother said? This Realm Lord Liuxu’s identity is a mystery—she’s not a being from any universe we know,” Qin Twenty-seven said.

Their big brother was a full member of the Myriad Transformations Society, different from them, who were associate members.

“The universe is vast as the stars; it’s normal for someone to come from an unknown universe. What’s so strange about that?” Qin Nüyuan asked, puzzled.

“It’s different.” Qin Twenty-seven said no more, pretending to be cryptic.

Because, in truth, he didn’t know much either.

"Hmph." Qin Yuannü let out a cold snort, her gaze falling upon the Cosmic Spirit Sea. "See that? Another one without clothes, probably trying to join the Society of Myriad Changes too."

"Some cleverness," Qin Ershigi said with a smile. "Pity, though—Realm Lord Liuxu managed to step into the five hundredth layer, and the Society took her in more because of her origins."

He naturally thought Qi Yuan was an opportunist.

Knowing that members of the Society of Myriad Changes were here watching Realm Lord Liuxu, he imitated her by wearing clothes into the Cosmic Spirit Sea and stepping into the five hundredth layer.

Little did he know, the Society's standards for recruiting members were now far higher than before.

Just then, Qin Ershigi suddenly rose. "Realm Lord Liuxu has finally entered the five hundredth layer. Time to work."

Qin Yuannü nodded.

At that moment, as Realm Lord Liuxu stepped into the five hundredth layer, countless gazes fell upon her.

"She's finally entered the five hundredth layer!"

"So powerful!"

"Among the titans of the Myriad Things Realm, she's definitely among the strongest."

"Most importantly, the Society of Myriad Changes will invite her!"

As these whispers rose and fell, a vast voice echoed from the void into the Cosmic Spirit Sea, carrying across billions of miles.

"The Society of Myriad Changes specially invites Realm Lord Liuxu to join. Does Realm Lord Liuxu consent?"

Qin Ershigi stood in the void, transmitting the message to Realm Lord Liuxu.

The surrounding realm lords, including the titans, all showed envy in their eyes.

"I consent," Realm Lord Liuxu said lightly, pausing briefly on the five hundredth layer.

In the distance, the female realm lord's eyes gleamed with envy. "Indeed, Realm Lord Liuxu has joined the Society of Myriad Changes. That handsome young man should be able to join too, right?"

By now, Qi Yuan had already reached the 498th layer.

At first, he moved quickly.

Later, he realized that each layer's elevation was unique.

Once passed, it was gone.

So he deliberately slowed his pace.

He savored the experience slowly, refining his True Spirit.

Though the True Spirit's improvement was slight, Qi Yuan wasn't greedy—every bit counted.

At this point, more and more realm lords began to notice Qi Yuan.

Realm Lord Liuxu's gaze also fell upon him. "He's already at the 499th layer, and wearing clothes too. Could it be?"

A suspicion arose in her heart.

Meanwhile, the other realm lords shared the same thought, their faces alight with excitement.

"Could it be that today we'll see two realm lords join the Society of Myriad Changes!"

"That's the Society of Myriad Changes—rumor has it that every epoch, a Dao Lord descends to teach there!"

Qin Ershigi's eyes held a playful glint as he murmured, "Pity."

Just then, under everyone's watch,

Qi Yuan stepped into the five hundredth layer.

Realm Lord Liuxu's expression tightened. "He's stronger than me!"

"Indeed, he's heading straight for the Society of Myriad Changes.

Otherwise, who would wear clothes?

Take them off!" The female realm lord's eyes sparkled.

The other realm lords looked on with envy, some turning their gaze to Qin Ershigi.

Realm Lord Shenmei's expression shifted. "He's actually that strong!"

But then, something unexpected happened—Qin Ershigi did not extend an invitation.

"What's going on?"

"Why isn't the Society of Myriad Changes inviting him?"

"Didn't they just invite Realm Lord Liuxu?"

A crowd of realm lords buzzed with discussion.

Qin Ershigi spread his hands, wearing an innocent expression.

He murmured, in a voice only he could hear, "That shortcut doesn't work anymore."

The female realm lord also looked puzzled. "What's happening?"

Qi Yuan paid no heed to the outside chatter.

"So this is how the True Spirit can be tempered."

"Pity, it's just a tickle."

"I've grown used to it. I need to speed up—I've been in here too long. I have to get back for dinner, or Junior Sister Lingsu's cooking will go cold."

Qi Yuan thought to himself.

His pace suddenly quickened.

Layer 510.

Layer 520!

"Could it be that five hundred layers aren't enough? He's speeding up to go deeper, hoping the Society of Myriad Changes will recruit him?"

"Probably."

"How many layers will be enough?" Many realm lords, with various thoughts, watched Qi Yuan.

And then, Qi Yuan's foot stepped onto the six hundredth layer.

Above in the void, Qin Ershigi's face showed a flicker of emotion. "He's actually that strong?"

He hesitated.

The higher-ups had said not to recruit those who took shortcuts.

But this man, wearing clothes, had reached six hundred layers—he was undeniably exceptional.

"What's going on? Why isn't the Society of Myriad Changes recruiting him yet?"

"Strange."

"Six hundred layers still not enough? That's ridiculous!"

Under the scrutiny of many, Qin Ershigi felt a bit awkward.

He was both speechless and startled.

This clothed handsome man was far too outstanding.

However, not long after, Qin Ershigi’s face changed drastically.

“He actually stepped into the seven hundredth layer while wearing clothes… this… must be reported upward.”

The other realm lords were even more shaken.

Especially Realm Lord Liuxu.

She had been recruited by the Myriad Changes Society upon reaching the five hundredth layer.

Yet here was someone who reached seven hundred layers and still wasn’t good enough—she looked like she had pulled strings, and felt utterly humiliated.

But before their shock could subside, wave after wave of astonishment crashed over them.

“One thousand layers!”

“Impossible—he stepped into the thousandth layer with his clothes on!”

“Heaven-Opening Realm—he must be of the Heaven-Opening Realm!”

“What’s going on? How did this Cosmic Spirit Sea get a stranger of the Heaven-Opening Realm?”

Every Heaven-Opening Realm expert was a terrifying existence renowned across multiple epochs.

Yet this man before them was recognized by no one.

It was exceedingly strange.

“Which cosmos is he from?”

“Who is he, really?”

“Though there are many realm lords in each cosmos, Heaven-Opening Realm experts are truly rare—having ten is already impressive.”

“Damn it, why won’t he take off his clothes? He’s a handsome man of the Heaven-Opening Realm!” The female realm lord gritted her teeth; her focus differed from everyone else’s.

Just then, a terrifying aura descended.

The newcomer wore a white robe with gold trim on the sleeves.

Seeing him, the surrounding realm lords’ expressions shifted slightly.

“A full member of the Myriad Changes Society!”

“It’s actually someone from the Myriad Changes Society!”

The others showed envy in their eyes.

Only the female realm lord was still thinking about “taking off.”

The man in the white robe with gold trim descended, and Qin Ershigi and Qin Yuannv quickly bowed.

The white-robed, gold-trimmed man looked toward the Cosmic Spirit Sea, and when he saw that person enter the thousandth layer, his eyes revealed a look of awe.

Wasn’t he at layer seven hundred?

How was he at a thousand now?

This was a grandmaster!

He too felt a tremor of fear.

“Esteemed senior, entering a thousand layers in clothes shows extraordinary strength. I, a junior, have come to invite you to join our Myriad Changes Society!” Finally, this member of the Myriad Changes Society issued the invitation, his posture extremely humble.

The other realm lords all showed envy.

If entering a thousand layers in clothes couldn’t get you into the Myriad Changes Society, then no other realm lord should even dream of it.

“The Myriad Changes Society—what is that?” Qi Yuan asked in surprise.

Hearing this, the people around were stunned, utterly bewildered.

“He doesn’t know the Myriad Changes Society?”

“Then why did he enter the Cosmic Spirit Sea wearing clothes?”

“There’s actually someone in this world who doesn’t know the Myriad Changes Society.”

Many realm lords murmured.

The female realm lord was also dumbfounded, never expecting such an outcome.

“Hey, don’t gossip about people behind their backs!”

“I wear clothes because I keep myself pure and uphold male virtue!”

“And not knowing the Myriad Changes Society is perfectly normal—my junior sister doesn’t know, my daughter doesn’t know, many people don’t know.”

Qi Yuan said.

These words left the realm lords present at a loss.

Uphold male virtue?

And that realm lord who said there was actually someone in the world who didn’t know the Myriad Changes Society really wanted to explain that “someone” referred to realm lords.

But he dared not explain—he feared Qi Yuan would beat him to death.

After all, that was a Heaven-Opening Realm powerhouse.

For one cosmos, having ten was already a lot.

Even the Myriad Changes Society member was at a loss.

Could it be that because he hadn’t invited him at the five hundredth layer, he had offended this senior?

Or perhaps?

He was too low in strength, unworthy to invite this senior?

“The Myriad Changes Society is…” After a moment’s thought, he prepared to answer.

But Qi Yuan shook his head: “Let’s not talk about it for now—my junior sister is calling me home for dinner.”

Of course, Jiang Lingsu hadn’t called.

It was simply mealtime.

His figure vanished at that moment, leaving behind a group of realm lords staring at each other in bewilderment.

…

On Seven-Colored Peak.

Jiang Lingsu still wore that high-waisted short jacket and long skirt.

But unlike the tightly wrapped attire of previous days, today the azure ribbon binding her chest had shifted slightly lower, revealing a large expanse of snowy, smooth skin and a deep cleavage.

No need to squeeze—it was milky white, dazzling the heart.

“Sis, sigh, you’re almost an old maid,” the little girl sighed.

Though only six, being a cultivator, she knew a lot.

“Little girl, what do you know?” Jiang Lingsu’s face reddened, her heart flustered. “This young lady is still young and beautiful!”

“Cousin’s granddaughter can already bully me—what about you, sis?” The little girl struck a fatal blow, relentlessly twisting the knife.

“You’re not eating today!” Jiang Lingsu fumed and drove her sister out.

She was furious, her heaving chest trembling unsteadily.

Gazing at the table laden with food, she seemed lost in thought.

“Senior Brother…”

She murmured, still restless and unsettled.

What was her relationship with Senior Brother?

What did it even mean?

If it were before, she might have found it sweet.

But lately, after Ning Tao, the Golden Canary, and Jinli moved to Seven Colors Peak, she occasionally heard Jinli’s restrained gasps and Ning Tao’s suppressed whispers, and it gnawed at her heart.

She and Senior Brother had yet to breach that final layer.

She was plagued by insecurity.

Could it be that Senior Brother didn’t like her like this?

Or perhaps she lacked Jinli’s delicate shoulders and exquisite collarbones, or Ning Tao’s snow-white skin, or…

But she was fair-skinned too.

Before, she hadn’t cared about that final layer.

But now that others had it and she didn’t,

comparison naturally threw her off balance, making her fear she wasn’t Senior Brother’s type.

Setting that aside, she was human, with desires of her own.

This time, after a century apart, she had been bold, dressing scantily in front of Senior Brother.

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

Suddenly sensing something, she rose in a fluster: “Senior Brother, you’re here?”

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

More rounded hemispheres sprang free.

“Mm, let’s eat. You did well today.” Qi Yuan glanced over, his expression calm.

“Don’t you see who made it!” Jiang Lingsu waved her little pink fist, pride in her voice.

But then, her fist was caught in a large hand.

Jiang Lingsu froze; even at the Purple Mansion stage, her heart raced wildly in that moment.

“How about we taste something else today?” Qi Yuan’s voice was as clear as ever.

Jiang Lingsu’s head spun; she seemed to realize something, yet still dared not believe it: “Taste what?”

“What do you think?” Qi Yuan’s expression was serene.

Jiang Lingsu’s face flushed crimson, her heart pounding like a startled deer: “Whatever Senior Brother wishes to taste, he may taste.”

She clutched the hem of her robe, her beautiful eyes as if about to bleed.

“Is that so?”

A glint of amusement flickered in Qi Yuan’s eyes as his hand landed on the azure silk ribbon and gave it a gentle tug.

White, smooth, and slick, exposed to the air.

Towering, firm, too much for one hand to hold.

Qi Yuan leaned in, his lips and teeth grazing.

The maiden’s snowy peaks, not soft like a married woman’s, but firm and tender, crystalline and translucent.

Jiang Lingsu’s delicate body trembled, not daring to move.

Her half-undone long dress pooled at her feet, yet still revealed her curvaceous, exquisite figure.

Flesh where it should be plentiful, scarce where it should be spare.

Her slender waist formed a stark contrast with the fullness above and the plumpness below.

Jiang Lingsu writhed, her alluring waist dimples breathtakingly beautiful.

Everything fell into place naturally.

“Mm… Senior Brother…” Jiang Lingsu half-sat on the table, her cheeks flushed, fine beads of fragrant sweat forming on her snow-white back. She dared not lean back, afraid of knocking over the vase on the table.

She was no longer the Qi-training maiden of before; even her sweat lacked the old scent.

The maiden’s thoughts were tangled—she wanted Senior Brother closer, yet her hands instinctively pushed outward, as if unable to bear it.

At last, she went limp as mud, panting heavily, her hands cupping her snowy white: “If Senior Brother wishes…”

“Wait, I haven’t had my fill yet!” Qi Yuan refused decisively, beginning to taste from the junction of the lower hemisphere and her belly.

With so many dishes on the table, wouldn’t it be a waste not to savor them properly?

Only this dish was both large and round.

(The chapter ends)