Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Just moments ago, she was also observing this master.

This master was lavish, spending eighty thousand Spirit Stones to purchase a Furnace, giving the impression of a rich spender with a powerful background, or perhaps a Loose Cultivator with great fortune.

Again, just now sensing the master’s soul aura, merely around twelve hundred years old, has not undergone tribulation, appears very young.

Indeed, youthful and wealthy, cultivating with such a master, she wouldn’t lose out.

Of course, she could fight for dignity, choose to die rather than submit, but could she really die?

Many times, even wanting to die, it’s impossible.

Instead of being tormented for a long time and then choosing to submit, might as well submit now.

Even if she could commit suicide, she wouldn’t be content to do so.

Her sect destroyed, most cultivators brutally killed, she, the Sect Leader, captured, reduced to a Furnace, auctioned off at a sale, what a disgrace.

If she were to kill herself for dignity, it might indeed feel liberating, might indeed seem noble, but who would avenge the sect?

After her death, those enemies would still live carefree.

Rather than that, why not directly submit to him, use her beauty, become his concubine, and elevate her status. Perhaps in the future, she could avenge the Celestial Secret Sect.

...

Looking at the female cultivator in front, so obedient.

Lu Xuanji was dumbfounded.

Lu Xuanji asked, "What is your name, fellow Daoist?"

"I am Fang Liuli!"

The female cultivator spoke.

Lu Xuanji looked at the other female cultivators, spoke, "What do you think?"

Many female cultivators remained silent, some were angry, some were unwilling, and some were sad.

Submitting to the cultivator in front is the best choice; but it also compromises their dignity, having once been a Golden Core True Master or a Nascent Soul True Monarch, held high status, yet now calling this cultivator master and becoming his Furnace, such reluctance.

Yet the desire to resist is powerless.

In the moment of silence, Lu Xuanji spoke, "Here are Elixirs, leave now!"

With that, handed one Elixir per person, throwing them over.

The female cultivators received the Elixirs and took them on the spot.

Instantly, their whole bodies’ energy surged, cultivation began to gradually recover, and after a quarter-hour, nine female cultivators had all restored to Seventh Layer strength.

As their cultivation recovered, their confidence increased somewhat.

"Master, what do you mean by this?"

Fang Liuli asked.

"Just as it seems, you may leave now!" Lu Xuanji said, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Fellow Daoists, you can leave, return home, find your mothers. Do not worry, I will not retract my words!"

The female cultivators looked at one another, a hint of hesitation flashing.

This man had spent a hefty sum to purchase them, how could he easily let them go?

Surely it’s a trap.

Pretending to let them leave, then capturing them back.

Constantly toying with them.

Seeing the hesitance among them, Lu Xuanji spoke, "Enough!"

With a wave of his hand, nine female cultivators were pushed out of the palace.

Lu Xuanji withdrew the palace, his feet shone with Golden Light, leaving directly.

They could choose to leave or stay, but he would leave anyway.

Trying to perform good deeds, yet no one believed him.

...

Accompanied by the flash of Golden Light, the female cultivators watched the departing shadow.

Gradually disappearing from their view, they exchanged glances, seemingly unable to believe it was true.

This kind of foolishly kind person, hard to come by in a thousand years, yet they encountered indeed.

"We are free!"

"We are no longer Furnaces!"

"Zhao Family, I will avenge myself!"

"Cyan Yang Sect, I will have my revenge!"

The female cultivators happily exclaimed, gradually dispersing and leaving separately.

Fang Liuli was also delighted, ready to leave.

At this moment, she was truly free!

But just before leaving, her footsteps suddenly moved, chasing in Lu Xuanji’s direction.

...

Walking for half an hour, Lu Xuanji was resting by the roadside, feeling someone coming from behind, gathering aura intent to retaliate.

But at this moment, he saw a familiar shadow, none other than Fang Liuli.

"Master, wait for me!"

Fang Liuli slightly gasped, approaching and spoke.

"Why did you chase after me? I already granted you freedom." Lu Xuanji said.

"Master, my sect has been annihilated, I have no home to return to!"

Fang Liuli said.

"The sect can be rebuilt if destroyed. As a Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, even as a Loose Cultivator, you remain above others, anywhere you wouldn’t be carefree. Why follow me? With me, you can only be a Furnace, at best only a concubine!" Lu Xuanji spoke.

Fang Liuli smiled bitterly, "Where in the world is truly carefree! Where there are people, there are conflicts and bloody battles, there are resource fights. Master spent thirty thousand Spirit Stones to buy me, you have saved my life! I willingly become your servant! To lay bedding, sort some chores, I hope Master won’t despise!"

Lotus-stepping forward, she directly knelt on the ground, her attitude utterly humble.

A strong person deserves dignity.

The dignity of a weaker person is often self-deception.

Just moments ago, this master had called for them to leave, she had also intended to go right away, to live carefree.

Her ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivation could dominate one side.

But after hesitating for a moment, she immediately gave up the freedom within reach.

If she chose to leave, certainly carefree, but the enemy’s forces are formidable, her mere ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivation wouldn’t qualify for revenge. She could only hide in corners, watching enemies enjoy life, living eternally hiding and suffocated, this kind of freedom, better without.

Not long ago, this master spent eighty thousand Spirit Stones to buy them, and finally let them go.

This precisely shows the master is a foolishly kind person.

Foolishly kind people are often very good to those around them.

As long as you don’t betray him, as long as you treat him well a bit, he will give you benefits ten times over, which can help you soar directly.

Thinking about this, Fang Liuli immediately pursued, only to serve him.

If she initially submitted, it was for survival, by bending herself;

But now, submitting is more out of willingness.

Those eight female cultivators, seemingly enjoying freedom after leaving, but in the future, they would regret; yet she just needs to follow this master whose generosity means many benefits.

...

Lu Xuanji said dumbfounded, "Why do this, fellow Daoist? I saved you all with a mere effort, refusing to pull a trick when it benefits the world is my disdain. With minimal cost, I can save some people, I’ll do it. But if it demands a great reward, even my life, I’ll leave! I am not as awe-inspiring as you imagine!"

Fang Liuli spoke, her face reddening, "Since master saved me, my heart only belongs to master, in this life, I will belong to master, alive as master’s woman, dead as master’s ghost. Please accept me as your maid; if master refuses, then Liuli can only perish here!"

Speaking so, her eyes flashed a decisive look.

A gentleman can be challenged by fairness.

Only such urgency could follow him.

Saying this, she roused her Nascent Soul Qi, intent on self-destruction.

Lu Xuanji said, "What are you doing?"

Fang Liuli’s eyes showed a hint of joy, "So master agrees to accept me."

"Sort of."

Lu Xuanji said, "But since you agreed to be my maid, do not waver, betraying me would result in great consequences!"

"I understand!"

Fang Liuli said joyfully.

Betrayal, only a fool would betray.

Fang Liuli said, "Master has the Joyful Bead, can let me use it!"

Lu Xuanji frowned, "That’s not necessary!"

Fang Liuli smiled, "It’s quite necessary for master! This way both master and I will feel assured."

Lu Xuanji, speechless, directly took out a Joyful Bead.

After bleeding and recognizing the bead’s master, refined it.

Fang Liuli accepted the Joyful Bead, merged it with her Nascent Soul, instantly feeling a strange connection, master can decide her life or death with a thought, also lock onto her position through it.

She would find it hard to escape the Joyful Bead’s control unless someday, she reaches Void Refining Realm.

But soon she shook her head, reaching the Divinity Transformation still had a glimmer of hope, but chances for Void Refining were slim.

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PS: There will be more updates tonight.