Stronger from Earth

Chapter 372 - 371: Shoujo Wei

The crystal coffin is hidden with countless patterns. Wang Xuan can see that the Celestial Divine Realm’s maiden is sealed, precisely by the coffin’s mysteries. His Celestial Eye penetrates it, recording and analyzing the sealing array in his mind.

The maiden’s hands are interwoven on her abdomen, her figure resembling the golden ratio, exquisite and transparent like crystal, seeming neither immortal nor human.

Crack, the crystal coffin opened.

Wang Xuan barely had time to appreciate the maiden’s stunning beauty before she opened her eyes. Her Primordial Spirit scanned the surroundings, finding only Wang Xuan. A purple light in her eyes enveloped him.

In that instant, Wang Xuan felt his body stiffen, a sense of regression to mortality. It’s known that his flesh body is akin to a weapon of a Divine Infant cultivator, which cannot regress.

The maiden caught him off guard, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. She knows her divine techniques are mystic, the Celestial Divine Realm searches for inherent divinity and talents in flesh, naturally holding dharma gates that can cause bodily regression.

Still uneasy, she sat up, her semi-transparent, jade-like arm striking forth, imprinting on Wang Xuan’s chest, instantly producing a thunderous roar.

This strike sent her back to the crystal coffin with a thud, the bones in her arm showing fine cracks, nearly reaching the limit of her flesh body’s endurance.

"In my hands, you still want to resist?" Wang Xuan’s eyes like Hu’s, coldly glaring at the maiden. His physique is immensely powerful, comparable to the peak of a Divine Infant, his combat power rivaling that of an Early-Jade Platform stage.

He extended his right hand, tightly grasping the Celestial Divine Realm maiden’s throat, his towering form lifting her feet off the ground, seemingly able to easily kill her.

"Why do my divine techniques..." Shoujo Wei’s voice remains otherworldly, her body exuding a holy aura. Unfortunately, she was repulsed when she tried to ambush Wang Xuan, subdued with ease.

Wang Xuan didn’t bother explaining that he practices the Path of Creation, deeply understanding its mysteries, his physique and flesh activity is unimaginably hardy, his life force endless and indestructible.

A block of red-hot iron can evaporate a cup of water, but is powerless against a river.

"You’re quite unruly." Wang Xuan was dissatisfied with her performance, already his slave, yet daring to counteract.

Threads of Creation Magical Power flew out, transforming into array patterns and talismans, burrowing into the Celestial Divine Realm maiden’s flesh, meridians, and dantian, tightly locking her cultivation level.

This array was created by Wang Xuan referencing the crystal coffin’s seal and integrating his own expertise in arrays, talismans, and the Path of Creation.

Once applied to an enemy, the opponent’s flesh becomes the array base. The Celestial Divine Realm maiden is unable to mobilize her cultivation level, even if external forces act upon her, the array melds with her flesh body, breaking the array means killing.

"What have you done to me?!" Shoujo Wei’s face turned ashen, although Wang Xuan casually tossed her aside, just as she escaped the fate of being throttled, she discovered something amiss about herself.

She couldn’t mobilize even a fraction of her cultivation level, her Primordial Spirit was also confined, suddenly she’s no different than a mortal.

Wang Xuan calmly said, "Nothing, just making you behave."

Escaping isn’t possible unless a True Immortal intervenes or if he releases her himself, otherwise, the Celestial Divine Realm’s maiden will have to die to escape his grasp.

"You bastard!"

The maiden, full of holy aura, was furious. From meeting Wang Xuan at the auction to falling into his hands, she no longer knew what her fate would become.

Collecting the crystal coffin and array flag, Wang Xuan casually lay down on the sofa. Life No. 1, transformed into a palm-sized robot, though small, was very intricate, controlling the villa’s smart devices, with a cup of Spirit Tea already brought.

"You little maid, why haven’t you kneeled to greet your master!" No. 1 scolded, its voice neutral yet full of emotion, just like a real person.

Shoujo Wei stomped with anger, coldly said, "I have noble bloodline and origin, from the divine-level world Celestial Divine Realm. Even if my body is held in bondage, my spirit is still noble.

Even in death, I won’t compromise with you, nor will I submit!"

She raised her head, indignantly said.

"What’s your name?" Wang Xuan asked calmly while sipping tea.

The maiden turned her head, "I won’t tell you!"

Surveying her surroundings, she furrowed her brow, found a good spot to sit as though she were the rightful owner here.

Or rather, she believed her identity entitled her to sit wherever.

Wang Xuan nodded, "Wei, this name is quite good. In your Celestial Divine Realm, those capable of having single-character names must have very high bloodlines and identities.

No wonder you’re so proud, thinking yourself noble.

Your father is a Half-Step Immortal, grandfather is a Half-Step Immortal, great-grandfather is a Half-Step Immortal, ten generations upwards each had a Half-Step Immortal, this is indeed remarkable.

What’s more extraordinary is that your family, the Celestial Race, was founded by a Demigod, living for over a hundred million years, with many descendants, having nurtured more than three Immortal beings.

Impressive, I must say, your Celestial Divine Realm’s might is formidable."

Shoujo Wei, whose cultivation was confined, was already unable to stop him from siphoning her memories. One could say what she thought, and even what she had done in the past, Wang Xuan knew.

Of course, her Primordial Spirit was constrained by the Immortal, making it nearly impossible to steal her cultivation techniques, martial arts, divine techniques—this is a method some ancient, powerful families use to guard their family’s cultivation techniques’ secrecy.

Unless she willingly imparts them, nearly impossible to leak.

Wang Xuan covets this, yet also dreads the Celestial Divine Realm’s power. He hadn’t expected that merely one faction of the Celestial Divine Realm—the Celestial Race—would possess such formidable strength.

The number of Half-Step Immortal powerhouses is several times that of the Immortal Martial Mountain, and there are more than three Immortals, the exact number unknown, and at the top tier, there’s even a Half-Step True God.

Shoujo Wei abruptly felt panic. Although she hadn’t said a word, Wang Xuan seemed to know everything, as if all her secrets couldn’t be concealed.

Everyone has their private space and unspeakable secrets, spiritual loneliness is innate, and it’s a result creatures actively pursue.

"Since you know, why don’t you release me, treat your guest well? Otherwise, not only will you be doomed, you’ll also implicate your sect’s friends and relatives." Shoujo Wei’s voice was elevated by three notes.

Wang Xuan shook his head, stood up, pressing her onto the sofa rendering her immobile, (automatically screen 20 words).

"Why should I be afraid? When the time comes, you bring two children back, me and your Celestial Race would be kin by marriage, who would harm their child’s father?"

His hand moved up and down at times, (automatically screen 40 words, an emoji of a dog’s head for safety).

"No, no, no..." She was panic-stricken, no longer dared to threaten Wang Xuan. If her pure essence were to be taken by this man, she’d have no face to return to the Celestial Race.

"Don’t you object? Your body is still quite honest." Wang Xuan looked at Shoujo Wei’s flushed face, his remark made Shoujo Wei’s cheeks blush like sunset clouds.

(Forgive my typos.)