Banshee Family Training Record

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She was his captive, his sex slave, his furnace, a tool he used to vent his filthy lust at any time, and also his forever and ever pet.

As she thought this, these thoughts surged through her mind, making her tremble.

Then, Yun Chuan continued to hold You Wensi's buttocks and thrust in and out wildly until he brought her to another climax, while also planting his seed deep inside her body and releasing himself inside.

Having done all this, he finally released his pent-up desire, stood up, and prepared to leave.

He has important things to do.

You Wensi obediently knelt between his legs, using her tongue to clean the lewd fluids that clung to his enormous member, as if those things were some supreme delicacy.

Rong Jieyu picked up his clothes and helped him put them back on. The two of them then dressed themselves. Rong Jieyu had wanted to wear her luxurious fox fur coat, which she particularly loved.

But before she could put it on, Yun Chuan stopped her and took out another set of black bodysuit stockings from the system store and helped her put it on.

Rong Jieyu blushed as she dressed, letting her voluptuous body be completely enveloped by the delicate, almost translucent black silk, before finally putting on her fox fur coat again.

She was filled with shyness. Although she appeared noble, elegant, and poised on the outside, only she knew the true state of her body beneath that facade, the lasciviousness of which was revealed by the black bodysuit.

Suppressing her embarrassment, she took Yun Chu'an's arm and they went up the stairs. Once they left the dungeon, the two women who had just been taking turns moaning and begging for mercy under his crotch instantly returned to their usual selves.

Yun Chuan, a powerful cultivator at the Golden Core stage, has a powerful and dignified yet conservative and virtuous mother-in-law.

There was nothing unusual about it. Chapter 595 The Ruthless Sect and Zhu Yunqing's Golden Core

In a small village on the outskirts of a border town in the State of Zhao.

This place was originally a secluded retreat, a place free from worldly strife. Although the villagers were mostly ordinary people, they lived peaceful and contented lives under the protection of a "wise man" in the village.

However, the once peaceful and tranquil village is now a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Almost every villager is now decapitated, lying on the ground, their eyes wide open in death. Blood has flowed across the village, staining almost the entire village red.

At the edge of the village, in front of a secluded hut, a young man dressed in white robes but with disheveled hair and covered in blood held the head of a female cultivator in his hand, raised his head and laughed loudly.

The spiritual energy fluctuations of the late Foundation Establishment stage were surging within him, and there were signs of a breakthrough. Before long, this person would be able to enter the Golden Core stage.

Behind him, a balding, fat monk slowly emerged from the shadows, laughing, "Good disciple, you truly haven't disappointed me. How about it, isn't this a fast enough way to increase your cultivation?"

The young man looked at the face of the middle-aged female cultivator in his hands; her eyes, even in her dying moments, held sorrow and pity. This female cultivator was the village's "wise one," actually a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who lived a secluded and peaceful life here.

But misfortune still came knocking, and today, she died a violent death on the spot.

The young man felt a pang of pain for a moment when he met the pity in the female cultivator's eyes. But he quickly regained his composure. To embark on the path of cultivation, he had not only killed his childhood sweetheart but also his own parents. What did it matter if he killed a mere stranger?

Thinking this to himself, he abandoned any lingering sympathy, nodded to his master, and said, "Indeed fast, Master, but..."

The evil monk frowned, thinking that he still had some kindness left and was about to say something foolish like, "Isn't this too cruel to the innocent?"

However, he soon heard his disciple express other concerns: "If we kill so recklessly and without restraint, won't those self-proclaimed righteous sects come after us?"

"Master, my strength is still weak. Should we try to be more discreet when we do things like this in the future, so that they don't trace it back to us?"

He made the suggestion cautiously, and then quickly added, "This disciple is ignorant and may be wrong. Please forgive me, Master."

The evil monk looked at him with satisfaction, knowing that his good disciple intended to carry on this cause for a long time, which was why he had begun to make such thorough considerations.

Good, good, good. You are meticulous and capable of great things.

He thought to himself with a chuckle, then said, "No need to hide it, the Qin and Zhao states are at war. I don't know if you've heard about this recently?"

"In short, with a little trickery, we can pin these things on them. Don't worry, in the end, the righteous ones will only go after Qin or Zhao, and no one will come after us."

He laughed heartily, and upon hearing this, the young man finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good then. Ah, Master is indeed very thoughtful."

He flattered her like this, then became excited and eager to try: "In that case, it won't be long before I can achieve the Golden Core stage."

“Master, I have a plan. After I reach the Golden Core stage, I will also establish a sect called ‘The Path of Ruthlessness’ to benefit more mortals who have no way to embark on the path of cultivation and to pass on our lineage to them.”

"And the first lesson they learn is to sever all worldly ties and forget past affections. To do this, the first thing each of them must do is kill their own parents with their own hands..."

He was in high spirits, constantly telling the evil monk about his wishes. His mind had long been twisted and perverse; he wanted every monk in the world to experience the pain of having to kill his own parents.

The evil monk gazed at his disciple, his eyes filled with admiration and satisfaction. This child was even more outstanding than he had imagined; he could entrust him with many things to take responsibility for independently in the future.

"Good, good, good." He said "good" three times before stopping, then turned around with his disciple and walked into the distance: "Whatever you want to do, your master will support you..."

He was overjoyed, as if he could already see that future, a future belonging to the evil cultivators, a future where they could roam the world freely...

……

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, another month had gone by.

On this day, in the cave of the Yun family, Zhu Yunqing.

Zhu Yunqing sat cross-legged on the four-colored lotus, her eyes closed, meditating.

Around the lotus, the colors blue, red, yellow, and cyan, representing water, fire, earth, and wind respectively, were all shining with dazzling light. Behind each ray of light, beneath the lotus, sat a figure, sitting cross-legged, circulating and transmitting energy.

These four people were Yun Chu'an, You Wensi, Rong Jieyu, and Sheng Linglong, all Golden Core cultivators. At this moment, none of them looked well; their faces were flushed, and hot sweat dripped from their temples, clearly indicating that they were all under immense pressure.

In fact, at this moment, the four of them already had a huge pile of depleted mid-grade spirit stones behind them, the total amount of which may have exceeded one million.

The immense spiritual energy was still being consumed, continuously flowing into Zhu Yunqing's body to power her and help her break through to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible.

On the lotus, Zhu Yunqing, who was cultivating while seated on the lotus, could sense the enormous energy expenditure at this moment, and she felt as if her heart was bleeding. In fact, she had only broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment a little over a year ago, and now she was being asked to try to break through to the Golden Core stage, which was truly a case of twice the effort for half the result.

Even if we don't wait another ten years, but let her continue to cultivate, explore, and experiment for another three years or so, the consumption of these mid-grade spirit stones today can be reduced by half, saving at least 500,000 mid-grade spirit stones.

Unfortunately, things developed so rapidly that time waits for no one, so this was the only option left.

However, since she had already decided to do it, she would see it through to the end. She circulated her cultivation technique, following the experience that Yun Chu'an had taught her, silently chanting incantations, causing her spiritual energy to surge and circulate within her dantian, contracting inward without stopping for a moment.

The four-colored lotus continued to glow, and with the concerted efforts of the four Golden Core cultivators, the spiritual energy vortex within her dantian finally solidified into a tangible form.

From a tiny point, it grew rapidly, transforming from the illusory to the real, constantly changing, until finally, the golden elixir, shining brightly, took shape, marking that today, she has finally stepped into the realm of the Golden Elixir!

The moment her cultivation level stabilized, Zhu Yunqing suddenly opened her eyes. Her powerful aura startled everyone around her who were transmitting their power to her. Yun Chuan was the first to open his eyes, his eyes filled with astonishing joy: "Success!"

He activated his "Qi Observation Technique" and stared at Zhu Yunqing's body. He saw that her golden core was perfectly round and full, shining with golden light. His worries about whether forcing her to grow too fast would damage her foundation immediately disappeared, and then he let out a long breath.

Immediately, his eyes fell on the four-colored lotus, and he clicked his tongue in amazement: "This magic treasure is truly extraordinary. How could that powerful family in the capital be willing to offer it up?"

Sheng Linglong also opened her eyes. At this moment, she was covered in sweat, and her hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead. She was obviously very tired.

Looking at the millions of mid-grade spirit stones consumed behind her, she felt a pang of heartache, thinking to herself that it was extravagant and wasteful.

Hearing Yun Chuan's words, she spat and laughed, "Do you think everyone is as wealthy and powerful as your family? Today, we are celebrating Fellow Daoist Yun Qing's solid foundation and his good fortune in succeeding. Don't you think about it? If we had failed, all these spirit stones would have been wasted. How many families can afford such a loss?"

Chapter 596 Zhao State, Pillar of State Lian Yanzhang

“Moreover,” Sheng Linglong continued, “the magic weapon may be powerful, but first and foremost, the people in it need to be ambitious. Several of the younger generation in that family are either lazy and unambitious playboys or… their talent is really limited. If the younger generation doesn’t work hard, the family will continue to decline. It would be better to use it to exchange for some other political promises so that the family can wait for the next powerful descendant.”

Yun Chu'an recalled the current situation of the Sima family and couldn't help but chuckle: "Then, the Cheng family's plan is probably going to fall through."

He chatted and laughed, while on the lotus, Zhu Yunqing rose, cupped his hands, and performed the proper courtesies to Sheng Linglong: "Your Highness, I am deeply grateful for your presence today. In the days to come, the Yun family will certainly work even harder to contribute to the Great Jin Dynasty."

Sheng Linglong didn't mind at all. She didn't have any special feelings for Zhu Yunqing, so she was fine with accepting these things: "No need for formalities. I'm satisfied with your kind intentions."

Zhu Yunqing raised her head slightly and glanced at the princess again, her mind racing: in a sense, she and the princess were still rivals in love, after all, this woman was also going to marry Yun Chuan.

However, she probably doesn't know about what happened between him and me.

You Wensi then stood up and expressed her gratitude to the princess on behalf of her family. She spoke with composure and humility, and no one could find any fault with her.

Since the other party was theoretically her future elder, Sheng Linglong returned the greeting, then turned to look at Yun Chuan and said, "Now that we have no more worries, we should set off for Zhao, right?"

Yun Chu'an nodded and smiled, "Of course, and all industries are ready. Next, we can let the cultivators of Zhao experience what it means to..."

He slowly uttered a word that didn't belong to this era, or even to this world: "dumping."

Sheng Linglong had never heard of this term before, but based on the context above and her understanding of him, she guessed that he was planning to sell his goods to the Zhao state in large quantities.

She chuckled and said, "You think the people of Zhao can't afford something? The war is about to begin. Once the King of Zhao's Spirit Gathering Array starts operating, he can eat as much as he wants."

When the "King Zhao's Spirit Gathering Array" was mentioned, Sheng Linglong's heart couldn't help but sting. Then her eyes sharpened, and she felt a deep resentment.

What Zhao Wang's things? Those were all things that the Sheng family and the royal family of Jin once owned. Now, they have only been temporarily taken over by a treacherous and despicable person.

Yun Chu'an noticed the unusual mood in her voice and immediately comforted her, "Don't panic, Your Highness. As long as my workshop launches an attack, even the Prince of Zhao will have to become our laborer."

He was full of confidence, and Sheng Linglong smiled and nodded slightly: "I believe you."

She then took her leave and turned to go; she had many things to do before she set off.

Zhu Yunqing looked at Yun Chuan with a worried expression. Even though the decision had been made long ago, what wife wouldn't worry about her husband who was about to go to the battlefield?

Yun Chu'an simply held her small hand without saying anything more.

the next day.

Sheng Linglong specifically chose Huai Mountain as the meeting point to facilitate Yun Chu'an's actions. Led by her, a large number of Golden Core cultivators who were about to go to Zhao to support the resistance against Qin arrived one after another, gathering here, chatting and laughing, their emotions filled with anticipation.

This industry offers countless opportunities, providing them with ample room to showcase their talents. Now is the time to make a name for themselves.

Sima Lixin was also in the group, and this man was probably the only one who wasn't so happy. He remained silent, and when he saw Yun Chu'an appear, his eyes seemed to spit fire.

He gritted his teeth inwardly. Although his grandfather had given him the order, he was still unwilling to accept it. He thought to himself, what's so great about winning on the field? Being good at the competition doesn't necessarily mean having good combat skills. When we get to the battlefield, I will definitely surpass him and take back all the honors that belong to me!

He developed a competitive spirit, and although Sima Zongzheng, who had set off with him, could guess what his grandson was thinking, he could say nothing more and could only wait for him to resolve his inner conflict.

Then, Yun Chu'an appeared, followed by four Golden Core cultivators: You Wensi, Rong Jieyu, Lang Gu, and Li Woyu. The group gathered, and without further ado, Sheng Linglong took off first, galloping towards the Zhao Kingdom.

The group's bodies transformed into streaks of light, traversing the mountains and rushing towards the distance.

Even though they are now numerous, they still need to take care of those cultivators who are not good at long-distance travel. However, since everyone is already at the Golden Core stage, they can easily cover a distance of several thousand miles in less than half an hour.

They headed straight for the front lines. The border between Qin and Zhao was a vast desert. In this desolate wilderness where yellow sand swirled, Zhao's military tents had already been set up, and Zhao's cultivators had also set up numerous extensive magic arrays to ensure that within a radius of nearly a thousand miles, any disturbance would be detected by the cultivators here.

Sheng Linglong and her entourage landed here, and she proactively released fluctuations of spiritual energy to inform the many cultivators in the military camp that the Jin Kingdom's reinforcements had arrived.

Her expression was not good; she stared at everything with a cold face. The flags fluttering above the military camp were all stimulating her nerves.

Then, from the largest military camp in the center, a cultivator gradually emerged. He was an old man with dark skin and a robust build. His hair was already gray and curly, but every wrinkle on his face seemed to be filled with fortitude, which was awe-inspiring.

He stepped forward and bowed to Sheng Linglong: "Lian Yanzhang of Zhao greets Your Highness Princess of Jin. Jin is acting in accordance with the righteousness of Zhou and has come with the divine assistance of the Jin army. We will surely ensure that the Qin villains will not return alive!"

He spoke in a steady voice, and upon seeing him, Sheng Linglong's face immediately showed helplessness. All the accusations she had prepared beforehand had no effect at this moment.

Yun Chu'an scanned the other person with his gaze, using the "Qi Observation Method" to observe the other person's condition. He discovered that the other person's cultivation level was already at the Nascent Soul stage, and that his blood and spiritual power were as vigorous and vast as a boundless ocean, showing no signs of the decay of an old man on the verge of death.

Suddenly, he became curious. Most cultivators, when determining their appearance, would choose their youth, or at the very least, their prime, as their outward appearance. Why was the person before him deliberately trying to look like an old man? Mei Nene Lin Youyong Kong Ni Lin Zaizai Mei Nene…

and……

Sheng Linglong seems to be in a bad mood?

He glanced at the princess beside him, remaining impassive, waiting for her to finish exchanging pleasantries with the other party before they set up camp together in the oasis to protect the formation.

He was right next to Sheng Linglong, leading You Wensi and the others in strengthening the magic array, when he asked in a low voice, "Who is that Lian Yanzhang from just now? You seemed a little unhappy that it was him."

Sheng Linglong said helplessly, "Because he is the only one among the current Nascent Soul stage pillars of Zhao who has never been loyal to the Great Jin, but has always been loyal to the Zhao royal family."

"Therefore, when the King of Zhao betrayed my family, it was only right and proper for his family to follow him in betraying us. He owes us nothing, so... I can't criticize him."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but mutter to herself, "I was hoping to use this opportunity to see if I could find a breakthrough, but... never mind, I'll just go do what I need to do."

She grumbled a couple of times, then waved her hand dismissively and said, "Remember our plan. Of course, there's no need to rush and just play it by ear."

Yun Chu'an nodded. Actually, it wasn't a complicated plan. He would use the excuse of "purchasing military supplies" to go to the major cities of Zhao and dump his family's products at low prices to seize the profits from spirit stones and other items.

Chapter 597 Qin Army, Clash (10,000 words today, please vote with monthly tickets)

Incidentally, Yun Chu'an could also use the banner of the Pillar of State to borrow power and buy up the materials he needed at low prices, such as "saffron gourd" and other medicinal herbs, which could be considered killing two birds with one stone.

Of course, not now. Everything must wait until after the first skirmish is over before he can use these excuses to carry out these tasks.

The numerous Golden Core cultivators who had arrived set up camp and rested there. The atmosphere in the camp was tense and solemn. The cultivators from Zhao and Jin, from Golden Core to Qi Refining, were somewhat at odds with each other, and there seemed to be a tense standoff between them.

But at least, before the real enemy arrives, the two sides won't start fighting because of old grudges.

These days, whenever Yun Chuan has free time, he wanders around the camp, chatting with people and exchanging information.

He soon discovered that very few states actually responded to the Zhou rituals and came to support the State of Zhao. Even the states of Han and Wei, who had conspired with Zhao to divide the State of Jin and had agreed to face all difficulties together, were now only going through the motions.

They also sent a team to provide support, but the number of Golden Core cultivators in their team was only a few dozen more than the number sent by the Jin Kingdom, clearly indicating that they were just going through the motions.

Yun Chu'an noted down all these details while also inquiring about the situation from various sources. Over the next few days, the sheer volume of information left him dizzy, but he had also made considerable progress.

He was convinced that the relationship between the three kingdoms of Han, Zhao, and Wei was not as good as he had imagined. This discord presented him with a significant opportunity.

Time moved slowly forward, and in the blink of an eye, seven days had passed.

On this day, at dawn, as the sun was just rising above the eastern horizon, the air was still quite chilly due to the sand in the desert cooling overnight.

But in the chilly dawn, in the distance, billowing smoke and dust suddenly appeared, as if a vast army was approaching.

As the smoke and dust appeared, the soldiers in the camp sounded their horns, waking all the soldiers who were still asleep.