I Have an Omen System

RIP!

The sound of fabric tearing rang out.

Beneath the tattered palace dress, a patch of delicate, snow-white skin was exposed.

Shen Yuling bit her red lips, her eyes fixed on Qin Xuan’s withered, sallow old face, which was covered in deep grooves and wrinkles.

Fear flickered in her beautiful eyes. Her curvaceous body trembled slightly as she pleaded:

"Elder Wang, I... I still have my Primordial Yin. Once we get out of here, I promise I will serve you with all my heart. Please, not here, alright?"

Her words might have been better left unsaid. Instead, they served as a reminder to Qin Xuan.

Seeing Shen Yuling’s coquettish, alluring, and tantalizingly ripe appearance, Qin Xuan, who was fiddling with the torn piece of her dress, suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

"You really are a stunner... but I am here to carefully study this Seven-Star Dragon Platform. You women are so full of drama."

Qin Xuan said, "Try to seduce me again, and I’ll take you right here and now!"

Hearing this, Shen Yuling’s pretty face instantly flushed red. She clamped her long, rounded thighs together and lowered her head, not daring to utter another word.

Qin Xuan moved forward, pressing up against Shen Yuling from behind. He peered over her shapely body to carefully examine the Purple Thunder Egg, which was still gurgling as it devoured True Essence.

"What an exquisite Illusion Array. It even managed to fool me."

Qin Xuan clicked his tongue in amazement.

The illusion had now vanished.

The seven massive beast eggs, each about half a person tall, had dissipated. The Red Flame Fire Egg, the Profound Nether Water Egg—they were all fake... Only the egg in Shen Yuling’s hands, wreathed in purple lightning, was real.

The cold corpses of Lei Hong and Lady Miao San lay where they had fallen.

However, the crimson blood covering their bodies was still scalding hot. It trickled together, forming thin streams that were absorbed by the thunder egg in front of Shen Yuling.

Shen Yuling’s lips parted slightly, her body trembling in fear.

"Elder Wang, I didn’t mean to set you up! It was all that bastard Luo Qianfeng! He forced me to do it. He wanted to incubate this Tier Three Thunder Egg, so he fabricated the story about a Purple Mansion inheritance..."

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted to his nose, and an evil fire inexplicably ignited in Qin Xuan’s lower abdomen.

"You little vixen, I told you not to move! What are you rubbing against me for?!"

’I’m not an idiot. If there really was a Purple Mansion opportunity, would Luo Qianfeng have let it fall to me?’

Annoyed, Qin Xuan raised his hand and gave Shen Yuling’s perky, peach-like bottom a hard smack.

Ripples rolled across her flesh.

Shen Yuling let out a soft cry. With tears in her eyes, she glanced back at Qin Xuan, looking utterly wronged.

"You dare look at me?" Qin Xuan glared.

Shen Yuling flinched and quickly squeezed her eyes shut, like a terrified little animal.

The moment Shen Yuling closed her eyes, Qin Xuan could no longer hold on.

Even the disguise from his Ten Thousand Forms Blood Talisman faded away.

Right now, Qin Xuan was in a terrible state.

Although it looked like he had killed Luo Qianfeng in just a few moves, in reality, his Demonic Essence was almost completely depleted.

Consecutively activating two Positional Divine Techniques, especially a tyrannical Curse Killing Technique like the Heart-Eroding Nail, had also dealt a massive blow to his Divine Soul.

Killing a Purple Mansion Cultivator while only at the Foundation Establishment realm was never that simple.

Out of Shen Yuling’s sight, Qin Xuan’s face was ashen. He was barely holding on by a thread.

It was only because the Seven-Star Blood Sacrifice Array was active that Shen Yuling couldn’t escape. Otherwise, even a mere Foundation Establishment First Level cultivator like her could have taken Qin Xuan’s life right now.

Seeing that he had intimidated her enough, Qin Xuan let out a breath and changed the subject. "What kind of Demon Beast is gestating inside this Purple Thunder Egg?"

As he spoke, he took the opportunity to sit down cross-legged, form a Mysterious Dharma Seal with his hands, and hold them before his Dantian.

He activated Starlight Rejuvenation.

The void trembled slightly. A pure, brilliant pillar of starlight cascaded down like a waterfall, pouring into Qin Xuan’s body through his Hundred Meeting Acupoint.

His entire body was enveloped in a soft, dense starlight. A gentle, aqua-blue light flowed around him, and his aura began to recover at a visible rate.

Shen Yuling was completely unaware.

She said softly, "Inside this Purple Thunder Egg is a Tier Three Middle Grade Demon Beast, the Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle. It is said to possess a trace of the bloodline of an Ancient True Spirit, the Profound Thunder Roc. It is born with a Thunder Mastery Talent, allowing it to initially draw upon the wandering Thunder Attribute Spiritual Qi in the air. Its speed far surpasses that of other Demon Birds of the same tier."

"Upon reaching adulthood, it can awaken its Lifebound Divine Technique, Nine Heavens Thunder Prison. Its feathered crest can condense the Purple Extreme Annihilation Divine Thunder, which contains the might of heavenly punishment. It can injure a Cultivator’s Primordial Spirit and destroy the foundation of their Magical Treasures. Its power is absolutely terrifying."

Shen Yuling said all this in one long breath.

However, she received no reply from Qin Xuan.

She couldn’t help but peek back over her shoulder. Her almond-shaped eyes went wide in astonishment, her cherry-like mouth agape enough to fit a goose egg. Her pretty face was a mask of disbelief.

The wretched old man, Wang Zezhou, was gone. In his place was a young Cultivator with a handsome, jade-like face, sword-like brows, and eyes as bright as stars!

’He was tricking me! He didn’t actually have the strength to bully me just now... In fact, I could have attacked him!’

Shen Yuling finally understood.

As the Essence Blood of Lei Hong, Lady Miao San, and Luo Qianfeng poured into it, the vitality within the Purple Thunder Egg grew stronger and stronger.

This was especially true after the death of Luo Qianfeng, a Void Mansion Cultivator.

His pure Blood Essence had even caused a faint, imperceptible mutation in the Purple Extreme Thunder Eagle’s bloodline.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

The powerful sound of a heartbeat echoed from within the thunder egg.

Shen Yuling was overjoyed to discover she could move again!

But just as Shen Yuling was about to make a move, she remembered how the young Cultivator before her had been pressed so close against her, and a strange feeling bloomed in her heart.

Her body grew slightly feverish, and a blush crept up her face.

The young Cultivator had a very special air about him. His face was as handsome as jade, his features picturesque. He clearly radiated an aura of righteousness, yet he also gave off a roguish feeling.

Shen Yuling swore she had never seen such a handsome man in her entire life.

"Heh, have you had your fill of looking?"

Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended upon her.

Under the suppression of this terrifying domain, the Protective Spiritual Light around Shen Yuling flickered violently, on the verge of being extinguished!

The starlight flowed, and in just a few breaths, his depleted reserves were fully restored. His Qi Mechanism had actually returned to its peak!

Qin Xuan opened his eyes in satisfaction, a blue glint flickering within them.

He looked up and met Shen Yuling’s gaze as she was sizing him up.

"Your life is on the line, and you’re busy fawning over a man. How stupid!"

"I’ve waited long enough... I didn’t have the time to kill you before, but now, I do!"

Qin Xuan sneered. Demonic Essence surged in his palm, and a strange Demonic Qi billowed forth.

Shen Yuling’s body shook violently, and a storm of panic erupted in her beautiful eyes.

In an instant, she felt as if she had been plunged into an ice cellar.

The biting killing intent nearly froze her Divine Soul, wiping her sea of consciousness blank, leaving nothing but boundless, cold terror.

’He’s... a Demon Cultivator...’

’This Demon Cultivator really wants to kill me!’

"No, don’t kill me! I can give you my Primordial Yin! I’ll give it to you right now..."

Shen Yuling was so frightened her face was streaked with tears.

Hearing this, Qin Xuan couldn’t help but laugh.

"I’ll meet countless women like you in the future. No matter how beautiful, you’re all just a pile of white bones in the end."

"But you are too stupid. Now that you’ve seen my true face, the only way I can be at ease is if you enter my Soul Banner!"

Qin Xuan shouted sternly. With a wave of his hand, he summoned a black Soul Banner that swirled with Demonic Qi.

In that instant, the sound of wailing ghosts and howling wolves filled the air.

Countless ghostly faces emerged on the Soul Banner, and thin, dense blood-red lines spread across it.

Just as it was about to pull Shen Yuling into the Soul Banner... a sudden change occurred.

Luo Qianfeng’s dead body bizarrely stood up!

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