Just as Wang Xiaoqiang's confusion settled, a surge of qi that felt almost tangible suddenly locked onto him, rendering him unable to move a muscle. Wang Xiaoqiang opened his mouth to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.

With his eyes wide open, he watched as the pair of jade feet playing in the creek approached him, stood before him, her expression unchanged, as if Wang Xiaoqiang didn't even exist.

Wang Xiaoqiang hadn't reached the Immortal Stage; in front of the Heavenly Demoness who was at the Seventh Transformation of the Immortal, he was nothing but trash.

In just a few breaths, his face turned purple from the pressure of the Heavenly Demoness's qi. The fear in his heart slowly dissipated, replaced by anger, and in his rage, his body started to tremble.

Life is only once, and Wang Xiaoqiang had always cherished it. But in that moment, he felt an indescribable anger. Was it all because his Spiritual Power was too insignificant? That this Heavenly Demoness, who had once submitted under him with such pleasure, was now preparing to crush him to death without even a flicker of emotion on her face?

What a tremendous scorn and insult it was!

Wang Xiaoqiang was an experienced player in the game of love, and recalling his earlier encounter with her, he was certain that this Heavenly Demoness must be a virgin.

But even so, did he really appear to her like an ant she could crush at will? If he were as powerful as her, or even stronger, would she dare to look down on him like this?

Wang Xiaoqiang truly regretted not having slain her with one strike earlier. He now tried to take out the Penglai Immortal Sword but found himself unable to, and the Heaven Demon Sword in her hand was no less formidable than the Penglai Immortal Sword.

As the feeling of suffocation grew stronger, Wang Xiaoqiang's anger also gradually subsided.

Life and death—how fleeting they are. It's a pity, though, had he just arrived in the Immortal Realm to die like this?

He was unwilling, extremely unwilling!

The ten-year pact with Yans Ruohong surfaced in his mind, as did his family on Earth!

He couldn't just die like this!

Boom!

The tangible surge of qi suddenly dissipated, and Wang Xiaoqiang, pulled by her qi, splashed into the water. The icy creek water stimulated his almost scattered senses, and with a jolt, he became a bit clearer.

Wang Xiaoqiang slowly got up in the creek water.

There was no more anger in his eyes, only endless indifference. He calmly took a couple of sips of the sweet creek water and wiped the water from his face.

Without even a glance at the Heavenly Demoness, Wang Xiaoqiang staggered as he walked up the creek bank. His steps were slow, yet calm and resolute, as he walked out of the mountain recess.

The Heavenly Demoness sat on a rock, not moving an inch, like a statue by the shore. Only the wind mildly fluttered her long hair and robe.

But Wang Xiaoqiang didn't see that her hands hidden beneath the black robe were trembling incessantly.

Wang Xiaoqiang left the mountain hollow, not knowing how long he had wandered.

The encounter between him and that Heavenly Demoness was bizarre and incredible. But he had to admit, she was the first woman he had been with in the Immortal Realm.

Upon waking up and discovering that his Yang Energy hadn't been harvested but instead, he had absorbed a lot of Yin Energy that nourished his body and cultivation base, and recalling the feeling and situation of their close contact not long ago, he found himself developing an inexplicable, faint feeling towards the Heavenly Demoness.

However, with her coldness and contempt towards him, those newly birthed, curious feelings collapsed in an instant, leaving nothing but a humiliating anger.

His self-esteem was pricked!

Wang Xiaoqiang felt an ache deep within his heart; he now understood the importance of strength even more. Only with strength could he truly have everything.

If he had great power, he could forcefully conquer her completely.

At this thought, Wang Xiaoqiang felt the heat in his belly getting stronger, the signs of breakthrough becoming more intense.

Now, he had added 500 more Spiritual Springs within himself, bringing the total number of Spiritual Springs to 7500.

If he could split off another 2500 Spiritual Springs, he would break through the barrier and reach the Immortal Stage in one fell swoop.

I must strive hard!

Wang Xiaoqiang silently told himself.

I need to advance quickly, surpass the Heavenly Demoness in cultivation, I want to conquer her with strength, make her kneel before me, begging me to take her!"

Wang Xiaoqiang roared in his heart like never before; his desire for cultivation had reached an unprecedented intensity at this moment.

Initially, his motivation for cultivation stemmed solely from a fleeting wish for longevity, or the desire for strength to survive and to protect his life.

From this moment on, Wang Xiaoqiang wanted to violently shatter her indifferent facade, completely conquering her both body and soul.

Thinking of this, the heat in his Dantian grew even stronger.

...

The Heavenly Demoness had been sitting there for god knows how long, lost in thought.

In her life, it seemed she had been destined to become a legendary demoness from the moment she was born.

From childhood to adulthood, there was only cultivation, continuous cultivation, advancing, killing, constantly advancing, and incessantly killing!

As her power grew, those fellow disciples who once interacted with her began to treat her with respect but kept their distance.

But as her cultivation became stronger, she found herself increasingly lonely.

Originally, she wanted to kill the man who had taken her chastity.

But when the moment to take action finally came, she suddenly felt an inexplicable pang of heartache. It was then that she realized, her own heart was indeed capable of feeling pain.

It turned out that she, who others saw as a demon leader, actually possessed emotions.

In her entire life, this was the first time she tasted such a flavor, the taste of heartache. Everything came so swiftly and unpredictably.

Jingxue, was her name, but it seemed that it had been so long since anyone had called her by it, that she had all but forgotten it.

Now, it seemed that everyone referred to her as the Heavenly Demon.

Thinking of this, a trace of frustration showed on her face. Then she transformed into a cloud of demonic Qi and vanished with a wave of her sleeve.

A single teardrop fell from her eye, causing a tiny and nearly invisible ripple in the stream below.

…

"Whoosh!"

A sharp sound of tearing through the air rang out as a half-transparent Spiritual Energy Long Spear pierced through layers of demonic power and struck a Two-Headed Arrow Leopard that was running away at high speed.

"Aow!"

The Arrow Leopard let out a mournful cry as its body was flipped over by the overwhelming force. Its four sturdy hooves kicked wildly, and its breathing was as heavy as the tide, seemingly on the brink of death.

Wang Xiaoqiang sprinted forward, not immediately pulling out the Spiritual Energy Spear but instead, before the Two-Headed Arrow Leopard died, he used a Dagger Fish to slice open its abdomen and extract the Demon Crystal.

After placing it into the Sumeru Ring, he pulled out the Mystic Qi Spear and then pursued another Two-Headed Arrow Leopard.

By nightfall, Wang Xiaoqiang had slain two more Third-Level Demon Barbarians, both Arrow Leopards.

The Two-Headed Arrow Leopard bore two heads on its shoulders, four eyes on a single beast—one head faced forward and one backward, allowing its pairs of inverse eyes to constantly monitor its surroundings and opponents.

With a graceful physique and a slender frame, along with powerful and muscular legs, the Arrow Leopard was best at running. Although not particularly strong, it was swift as an arrow and often managed to escape from danger thanks to its extraordinary speed.

These two special abilities were the capital for this Third-Level demon beast to survive and prosper in the frontier areas.

But in front of Wang Xiaoqiang, they also faced the fate of being slaughtered.

As twilight fell, Wang Xiaoqiang searched for a safe cavern to practice Cultivation but found none. Reluctantly, he climbed up an ancient tree, closed his eyes, and performed his Breathing Technique, absorbing two Demon Crystals and increasing the count of Spiritual Spring to 7800 beads.

Before doing so, he quietly observed the surrounding environment. As day turned to night, it was also often the time when Demon Barbarians were most active. Those accustomed to hunting at night began to emerge from their caves.

After observing for a while and detecting no disturbances, Wang Xiaoqiang then began to close his eyes and cultivate through his Breathing Technique.

"Hsss!"

Suddenly, before even opening his eyes, he felt a gust of wind carrying a strong stench engulfing him.

With a startled gaze in the night, he saw a crimson maw, from which a long, forked tongue flicked directly at him.

There was no time to dodge or reflect; Wang Xiaoqiang condensed his Spiritual Power, waved his hand, and a shower of Spiritual Energy Needle Rain shot towards the gaping maw.

"Hiss~~~~~"

A piercing hissing sound followed the retreat of the maw as Wang Xiaoqiang saw clearly—it was a giant serpent's head.

The Purple-Eyed Golden Python!

No, not quite!

When he realized it wasn't the Purple-Eyed Golden Python, Wang Xiaoqiang heard another hissing sound from under the tree. Simultaneously, he quickly felt another gust of wind shooting towards the back of his head.

Wang Xiaoqiang clamped his legs around the tree branch he was perched on, his body leaning forward and down. Just at that moment, when Wang Xiaoqiang was tilting downwards, a crimson maw identical to the previous one lunged with its forked tongue and hissing sharply, attempting to swallow him whole.

The danger this time was extreme; if swallowed, even if not completely devoured, his head would be lost, and if not his head, then at least his face would be disfigured.

Although he managed to avoid it, a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

There was no time for Wang Xiaoqiang to wipe the sweat; clinging to the branch, his body still swayed with the movement of the massive tree.

Seeing his predicament, he dared not hesitate and flung himself up into the sky.

"Hiss~~hiss~~hiss~~~~"

Another series of terrifying hisses followed, and from three different directions—forward, behind, and to the left—three more enormous serpent heads sprang up towards him, their gaping maws striking ferociously.

Wang Xiaoqiang performed a Teleportation in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the attack.

The three serpent heads bit the air and collided with each other.

Upon landing, Wang Xiaoqiang was taken aback.

He saw a python so large that its length was indistinct, but its girth wound tightly around an immense tree measuring about ten arms in circumference and soaring high into the sky. At the crown of the tree, all six enormous serpent heads, each big as a water bucket, whipped around as if they were a swarm of snakes, while in fact, they all belonged to one body.

Amidst his shock, Wang Xiaoqiang discerned that this was a Six-Level Demon Barbarian—

The Six-Headed Savage Python.

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