Mortal Alchemy

Chen Ping piloted the flying gourd and saw the vast, grand, and boundless Eastern Wilderness.

The endless, towering mountains seemed like terrifying demonic beasts lurking there.

Outside the Eastern Wilderness, he also saw a huge market city.

Chen Ping entered the market city and saw cultivators from various forces, wearing different styles of Daoist robes.

Most were rogue cultivators or those from small families.

Compared to the oppressive, dull, and numb atmosphere of the Mu family, the cultivators here were full of energy and drive.

Even Chen Ping's mood improved considerably.

"The spiritual energy here is more mixed and volatile, not suitable for those who seek ascetic cultivation."

Chen Ping was not in a hurry to go to the Heavenly Music Pavilion but instead strolled around the market city.

After a day of wandering, Chen Ping was somewhat disappointed. Although this market city was large, most of the items sold were of poor quality, and the security was a major issue.

Most importantly, there was not a single item that Chen Ping wanted.

Such a large market city was probably not even comparable to the Mu family under the Eastern Xuan Sect.

Immediately, Chen Ping shook his head. The Mu family had a Golden Core ancestor, so how could a mere market city compare?

To have freedom, or to have a backer? It was a difficult question.

As evening approached,

Chen Ping arrived at the Heavenly Music Pavilion.

Standing outside the building, he could hear bursts of pleasant sounds. The beautiful sounds washed over one's spirit, making one unable to help but be immersed in them.

Chen Ping wanted to step inside, but he was stopped by a guard:

"Fellow Daoist, you cannot enter the Heavenly Music Pavilion without a reason. If you cannot produce a token, please leave quickly, otherwise, hmph!"

Chen Ping took out the token given to him by Mu Xingling: "This is a token. I am entering the Heavenly Music Pavilion with important business to attend to."

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment." The guard took the token and went inside. After a while, a middle-aged beautiful woman came out and welcomed Chen Ping inside.

The middle-aged beautiful woman said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Chen, Miss Xingling has already instructed us to wait for your arrival."

This made Chen Ping feel a little uneasy.

Was Mu Xingling really preparing a hidden move? Was he the bait on the surface?

Mu Xingling had also informed the Heavenly Music Pavilion, knowing his surname was Chen?

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said, "Madam, where is Palace Master Mu's item?"

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please follow me." The middle-aged beautiful woman led Chen Ping inside.

Chen Ping used his peripheral vision to observe the Heavenly Music Pavilion.

The interior was extremely large and luxuriously decorated, filled with a refreshing fragrance everywhere. Many young and beautiful female cultivators were playing musical instruments.

But after walking for a while, Chen Ping heard sounds of lewdness from the passing private rooms, making his ears turn red and his face tighten:

"What exactly is this Heavenly Music Pavilion? Could it be a brothel?"

This Heavenly Music Pavilion was definitely not a proper place.

Chen Ping couldn't help but feel nervous.

He would leave as soon as he got the item!

The middle-aged beautiful woman led Chen Ping to a quaint and elegant large room and said:

"Fellow Daoist Chen, please wait here for a moment. The item will be delivered to you soon."

"Okay." Chen Ping steadied his mind and sat down in the room.

After a moment, Chen Ping found that he could not calm down to meditate.

There was something wrong with this room!

Chen Ping examined the room, which was decorated with many elegant utensils and objects.

On the wall hung a painting, which depicted a pure and alluring goddess, lifelike.

Chen Ping only glanced at it, and his mind was somewhat lost.

The fragrance in the room gradually became stronger.

Chen Ping's consciousness suddenly jolted: "Something's not right!"

He had been looking at this painting for half an hour, and the middle-aged beautiful woman had not yet delivered the item.

Chen Ping took out a detoxification pill and swallowed it, and his eyes immediately became much clearer: "The fragrance here is mixed with aphrodisiacs..."

Immediately, he suddenly realized that the goddess painting in front of him had a name. In the lower right corner of the painting, it was written: 《Nymph Seeking Pleasure》!

Chen Ping's expression shook violently: "Is this Heavenly Music Pavilion a property of the Myriad Desire Pavilion?"

What was Mu Xingling sending him here to do?

There was a problem!

Chen Ping didn't care what the problem was here. He immediately made up his mind to leave.

As soon as Chen Ping opened the door, he saw a bright red dress. After seeing the figure clearly, Chen Ping was even more shocked and couldn't help but take a few steps back:

"Palace... Palace Master, why are you here?!"

It was a ghost, Mu Xingling did not sit in the Mu family's Deacon Hall, but waited for him in the Heavenly Music Pavilion eight thousand miles away.

Mu Xingling's small face was calm, and her phoenix eyes were unfathomable. Her steps swayed, revealing a section of white and tender jade legs, walked into the room, closed the door, and placed a restriction on it:

"Why can't I be here?"

Chen Ping showed a wry smile: "Palace Master Mu, since you are going to personally pick up the elixir, why did you ask me to make a trip?"

Mu Xingling's calm little face suddenly smiled charmingly, and with a raise of her jade finger, she pointed at Chen Ping:

"Because you are the second-order elixir that I need."

Chen Ping had a jolt, and the hand in his sleeve had already pinched the second-order talisman:

"I don't understand what Palace Master Mu means."

Mu Xingling's calm little face climbed an abnormal flush, and her tone fluctuated:

"Chen Ping, your willpower is not bad. After watching the Goddess Painting in this room for half an hour, you have not been charmed and lost your mind."

As her voice fell, the second-order talisman in Chen Ping's hand burst into light, but it did not attack Mu Xingling, but attacked Chen Ping himself.

"Thump--"

Chen Ping only felt weak all over and fell to the floor. An unspeakable lustful charm was tearing his clear willpower:

"Palace Master Mu... what do you mean by this?"

"Even if you want to kill someone, you have to let me die clearly."

Mu Xingling looked down at him, and a sense of lust gradually grew in her beautiful eyes:

"I am not going to kill you, but to give you a good fortune."

"The premise is that you have to be my charming slave."

"Charming slave?" Chen Ping thought of something.

He had heard Mu Luofei say that the Myriad Desire Pavilion had an evil technique that could turn male cultivators into female cultivators' slaves.

But Chen Ping couldn't understand why Mu Xingling chose him!

He had long known that the task Mu Xingling gave him had a problem, but he never expected that Mu Xingling would lure him to this Heavenly Music Pavilion eight thousand miles away to make him her charming slave.

Mu Xingling leaned down, lying beside Chen Ping, hooking Chen Ping's chin with one hand. The two looked at each other, Mu Xingling's beautiful eyes were like a vortex, trying to hook away Chen Ping's heart and soul.

Chen Ping's heart was filled with a surge of impulse, as long as he could get Mu Xingling's body, even if he died for her, he would be willing to be her slave from now on!

"Ah!!!"

Chen Ping let out a painful voice and wanted to resist, his pupils turned into a hideous charm, and instead pushed Mu Xingling down on the floor.

In the last moment of consciousness, Chen Ping heard Mu Xingling's sigh:

"Whether or not I can borrow the Immortal Order to enter the Eastern Xuan Sect depends on this. I hope it won't be such a waste of such a great price."

Afterwards, Mu Xingling took the initiative to activate the 《Myriad Desire Union Method》 and practiced dual cultivation with Chen Ping.