Chapter 28: The Reality of Physical Intimacy

Li Chen was at a loss, unsure of what to do. Just as he sank into confusion, a strange radiance suddenly erupted from the simple, ancient jade pendant he carried, gently enveloping him. When the light faded, he found himself in an unknown space, surrounded by floating stars and swirling ribbons of light, as if he had stepped into another realm. In the center of this mysterious void, an ancient tome with a faint shimmer slowly opened. Its pages pulsed with archaic characters that seemed to whisper long-forgotten secrets. An inexplicable urge surged within Li Chen, and as he reached out to touch the book, an endless tide of knowledge and wisdom flooded his mind.

He learned of the formation of the universe, the emergence of humanity, the rise of cultivators, and the birth and ultimate destruction of the laws governing the cosmos. He saw that in the Immortal Realm, the pinnacle was the Immortal Sovereign; in the Celestial Realm, the God Sovereign; and in the vast Empyrean Realm, the Empyrean Supreme reigned above all.

Lost in these fantastical visions, Li Chen suddenly let out a sharp cry of pain—someone had pinched his side hard.

Turning around, he saw Immortal Emperor Zicai eyeing him with a flirtatious, knowing gaze. "What are you daydreaming about, my dear husband?" she purred. "You are the first man to touch me. You have kissed me and caressed me, so naturally, you are my husband. Besides, a life saved should be repaid with one’s own heart and body. You are, of course, my husband."

Li Chen felt a throbbing headache. He reached out to Lin Ying for help, but she only replied, "You created this romantic debt; solve it yourself." He then turned to the handsome youth, Ling Tian, who simply shrugged, "She is an Immortal Emperor—I dare not offend her!"

Though Li Chen put on a show of bitter reluctance, he was secretly overjoyed. With a hesitant, helpless sigh, he approached Zicai and asked, "What do you suggest I do?" Zicai reached out and pulled, causing Li Chen to lose his balance and tumble onto her. With a flick of her finger, she sealed the room and the surrounding space.

Lin Ying giggled, "Is it really so hard to want to be a spectator?"

Li Chen, overestimating his own strength, dared to challenge Immortal Emperor Zicai, but the consequences were, as one might imagine, utterly overwhelming—like a minor stream attempting to challenge the vast ocean, he was soundly defeated.

Three days later, Immortal Emperor Zicai held a banquet for her guests. The purpose was twofold: first, to celebrate her recovery from a long-standing, stubborn illness, and second, to celebrate finding a handsome husband, whose yin-yang cultivation had brought her harmony and sent her power soaring.

The setting was brilliant and resplendent with colorful lights, though the guest list was rather sparse—including the hosts, there were only five people in total. At the feast, Zicai and Lin Ying flanked Li Chen, one feeding him a bite of food, the other a sip of wine, back and forth... until Li Chen was bloated and dizzy. It seemed that the fortune of having two such beauties was not as easy to enjoy as it appeared.

The trio spent their days in endless bliss, complaining that the days were too long and the nights too short, reveling in constant celebration. Half a month later, they agreed to return to the Li family estate to pay respects to the elders and formalize their union. The arrival of five new people into the small manor brought an atmosphere of immense joy and excitement.

Ever since they began their cultivation, the family’s strength had been growing with each passing day. With the addition of an Immortal Emperor as a daughter-in-law, and her expert guidance, their progress became even more rapid.

Upon her arrival, Zicai reinforced the manor’s protective barrier to the level of an Immortal Emperor’s realm. This place, after all, was the cradle and sanctuary for their descendants for generations to come; it had to be secure, and then secured further still.

Just as everyone was immersed in joy, a spatial rift suddenly tore open above the manor. Hundreds of people emerged in succession, all clad in white Taoist robes, identical in style to the Kunlun Immortal Sect. Among the crowd were several unfathomable experts, their power seemingly approaching the Immortal level.

Lin Ying quickly explained to everyone the origin of the Kunlun Immortal Sect and their ancestral space. Zicai touched each person, claiming it was to seal their aura and prevent future trouble. Everyone agreed it was a wise move.

They all rushed outside, where a great battle stood on the brink of erupting.