Dual Cultivation: I Summon Villainesses of Mythic Era

Chapter 107: Xia Fei and BaiShe

The Ashura was an entity whose hatred, born during the Origins eras, was so colossal that it had ended up polluting an entire domain over thousands of kilometers. This cursed zone, which the texts named Immortal Grave, remained a purulent scar on the face of the upper realms, a place where the light of the sun seemed to suffocate in a mist of toxic Yin Qi.

The monks of Mount Hua had been exhausting themselves for generations trying to purify the zone, using their most sacred mantras to push back the darkness. Nevertheless, the place was never totally cleansed. Consequently, deformed creatures, engendered by the extreme Yin Qi, regularly escaped from it to sow chaos in the surrounding kingdoms. It was said that it was precisely one of the places that the Dao Executor had to purify to restore the balance of the world.

* Domain of the Immortal Xuan Family...*

The air within the Xuan domain was, as usual, saturated with celestial Qi of exceptional purity, forming rivers of energy visible to the naked eye that snaked between the jade pavilions.

Two days had passed since Xuan BaiShe had been officially named Dao Executor, a title that now placed him above the secular laws of the cultivation world.

To mark this unprecedented event, a great festivity had been organized in the domain of the Xuan family. Most of the influential disciples, respected elders and representatives of immortal families like the Hu, the Xia and the Shi were present.

The spiritual wood tables groaned under longevity fruits and rare alcohols, while the conversations endlessly turned around the new face of celestial justice.

BaiShe, dressed in a black tunic with silver embroidery representing ancient turtles, calmly observed his guests.

For a reason the young master ignored, that bastard Sun Wukong, the Saint Equal to Heaven, was not only present, but he kept bothering his fragile little Ling’er.

With his golden blonde and flamboyant hair and his amber pupils shining with wild insolence, he seemed to be amused by the young woman’s coldness.

" What is this bastard saying... " murmured BaiShe to himself, his silver pupils contracting slightly under the effect of an irritation he masked with an expression of nonchalant scholar.

His reflection was interrupted by a perfumed and familiar presence.

Xia Fei approached him with grace. Her blue robe highlighted a silhouette with generous curves, emphasizing an opulent chest that palpitated softly to the rhythm of her steps. Her eyes, of a deep blue fixed on BaiShe with a solicitude that only a devoted lover could manifest.

" So, what does it feel like to be the Dao Executor? " she began, her voice a soft melody that seemed to soothe the surrounding tumult.

" I see that you have not changed much... I hope that all the memories of your previous lives do not cause you identity problems. "

BaiShe turned toward her, his face instantly resuming the mask of affability he mastered to perfection. He let an enigmatic smile stretch his lips while plunging his gaze into the Elder’s.

" Well, it is a bit difficult to sort things out, sometimes I even have headaches, " he replied in a monotone voice. " But when I think of you... I regain balance... "

Xia Fei blushed slightly, the heat of his Qi of lust quickly taking effect on her. She placed a delicate hand on BaiShe’s arm, feeling the contained power under the fabric.

" You are still as good with words, BaiShe, " she murmured. " But be careful. The title of Executor attracts as much devotion as hatred..."

" Well, as long as I have you by my side, who can harm me? "

" I am speaking seriously BaiShe... You will probably have to take care of that domain of extreme yin qi."

" Immortal Grave is not as simple as you think... The monks say that the hatred of the Ashura has become much deeper with time. "

" If the Dao chose me, it is because my Qi is capable of absorbing this hatred...Do not worry too much about it. "

He threw another glance toward Sun Wukong, who was now laughing loudly, his staff, the Heavenly Pillar, resting negligently on his muscular shoulder.

Ling’er seemed on the verge of drawing her spear, her frustration reaching a breaking point.

’ This monkey is a Son of Heaven, his fortune is unstable but immense... ’ thought BaiShe while narrowing his eyes. ’ If he thinks he can interfere with my Golden Goose, he will soon learn that the Heavenly Demon does not share his toys. ’

Xia Fei, feeling the tension rising in her companion, pressed her generous bust a little more against his shoulder, seeking to attract all his attention.

" Do not let yourself be distracted by the clowns, " she said with a hint of possessive jealousy she no longer tried to hide.

" Sorry, my thoughts drifted... Forgetting that I was in the presence of a jade beauty~" BaiShe smiled.

However, the calm was brutally broken by a familiar and rather annoying voice in Xia Fei’s ears.

" Eohh... I am not disturbing my daoist brother by chance!? My bad, I should rather say Dao Executor. "

Hu Tian, the heir of the Hu family and reincarnation of the God of Thunder, advanced with a nonchalant gait, a wide mocking smile on his lips. He was not alone; two magnificent cultivators, true jade beauties with porcelain skin, were clinging to his arms.

Hu Tian, faithful to his reputation as a frivolous young master, was ostentatiously pretending not to have noticed the romantic discussion and the physical closeness between BaiShe and Xia Fei.

BaiShe adjusted his monocle, his silver eyes betraying a hint of irritation that his scholar mask struggled to conceal.

" You can still call me BaiShe, Hu Tian. So, what brings you here? " he asked in a neutral tone.

" You know I always have good plans for my brother... " chuckled Hu Tian, royally ignoring the black look that Xia Fei was throwing at him.

" Good plans? " repeated BaiShe, sensing the disaster coming.

" So, what do you think of these beauties? " Hu Tian pointed to the two women at his sides, whose generous breasts brushed against his muscular arms.

Under Xia Fei’s gaze, whose eyebrows were rising dangerously and whose Qi was beginning to fluctuate, BaiShe let out a long sigh of weariness.

’ Do you really want to cause me problems, Hu Tian? ’