In the warm pavilion.

Wu Wang set up several layers of barriers and had Ling Xiaolan add two more layers.

The Great Elder noticed the situation and secretly added a layer of transcendent aura, completely isolating the possibility of others viewing from the outside.

"The Sect Master and the Holy Maiden..."

The Great Elder muttered to himself, then chuckled and walked leisurely by the cliff. He had no interest in the romantic affairs of young people.

As a serious and powerful cultivator, who would bother with such things? He was already an old man.

Inside the room, Wu Wang quickly prepared himself.

He sat on a wooden chair, leaned back, and pointed his finger, causing a floating ice water sphere to appear above his head. He quickly took off his robe and threw it aside.

With a man and a woman alone in the same room, undressing and with flowing hair...

Ling Xiaolan felt a bit at a loss and immediately turned to face the corner, unable to speak coherently.

"What are you doing?

Although I have a good impression of you, Master Wuwang, we are not Dao companions, nor have we married... This... This matter... is improper and goes against propriety..."

"If you have feelings for me, now is the time to speak openly, make some promises, show some intentions, and make a vow. That would not be... inappropriate..."

"Immortal, hey, look here."

"Hmm?"

Hearing Wu Wang's call, Ling Xiaolan furrowed her brows slightly and took out a bronze mirror, looking at Wu Wang in this way.

This could be considered not looking directly at him.

Wu Wang sat up straight and said through voice transmission:

"Ling Xiaolan, this is my most important secret and also the greatest pain I have experienced in my life.

You are the woman I have had the most contact with, apart from Su Qing. Our relationship is deep, and we are close friends. Today, I will tell you about this matter.

You see, I must maintain a layer of protection on my body at all times."

As he spoke, faint lights appeared around Wu Wang's body, and two extremely thin layers of ice armor wrapped around a layer of clear water, which separated from his body and dissipated into water vapor.

"This is a small technique I have developed called Ice Crystal Film.

The bottom layer of ice crystals does not change shape, and when someone touches it, the water layer can dissolve the force, so I don't feel direct contact."

Wu Wang sighed and continued:

"I actually have a strange illness."

Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but turn her head and look at Wu Wang's expression full of disappointment. A strange feeling arose in her heart, and she asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Heh," Wu Wang smiled bitterly and motioned for Ling Xiaolan to come closer. "Immortal, can you touch my arm with your finger?"

"This?"

Ling Xiaolan was a bit puzzled, but out of trust in Wu Wang, she floated to his side.

She lifted her slender hand, revealing her jade-like fingertips.

She was about to touch Wu Wang's arm and asked, "Like this?"

Wu Wang was about to respond when he suddenly felt a gentle touch on his arm.

It was the tiniest touch, a touch that only existed on the fingertips. The delicate and slender jade-like fingers of the girl and his increasingly solid arm had a perfect encounter in an ordinary afternoon...

A sense of satisfaction arose.

Then, Wu Wang's vision went black, and his body collapsed backward.

The water sphere floating above his head lost its telekinetic control and splashed down, about to drench Wu Wang.

At that moment!

The delicate hand that touched Wu Wang gently moved!

Ling Xiaolan quickly pushed and pulled, gathering the water into a water snake and guiding it away, turning it into water vapor and dispersing it outside the window.

Not a drop fell on Wu Wang!

The room fell silent for a while.

"Hmm?"

Ling Xiaolan tilted her head and looked at Wu Wang, who was sleeping with his head lowered, with a few question marks on her forehead.

"Master Wuwang, what did you want to say?"

Wu Wang let out a comfortable snore.

Ling Xiaolan blinked her eyes and immediately realized that she seemed to have done something wrong.

"Master Wuwang... Master Wuwang?"

She subconsciously reached out to push Wu Wang, but when her fingertips were about to touch his shoulder, she recoiled as if touching fire.

The context of his words just now, his expression, and the thin ice film on his body...

Could it be?

"Master Wuwang, do you also feel that this world is full of filth, just like me?"

For a moment, Ling Xiaolan felt a hint of joy.

She stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at Wu Wang's figure until the necklace on his chest emitted a faint red light.

Cang Xue's voice sounded in Ling Xiaolan's ears:

"He just wanted to tell you that he can't touch women now. If he touches a woman, he will immediately fall asleep."

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Ling Xiaolan was slightly startled and subconsciously took a few steps back, spreading her divine sense for hundreds of feet, with a short sword already in her hand.

Cang Xue's voice came again: "I am Master Wuwang's birth mother, the wife of Xiong Ba, the leader of the Bear Hug Clan. Xiaolan, you don't need to be nervous."

"Aunt? Why are you here?"

Ling Xiaolan was truly nervous at this moment.

The necklace on Wu Wang's chest floated forward.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just using this treasure to communicate with you. Hold onto this necklace, look inside your divine palace, and I have a few words to advise you."

Cang Xue's voice was very gentle, with an indescribable charm.

Ling Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, pondered carefully, and after a moment's delay, she finally held the necklace in front of Wu Wang and looked inside her divine palace.

The woman in the elegant long dress who walked from the starry sky made Ling Xiaolan inexplicably nervous...

After a while.

"Aunt, rest assured, for the sake of Master Wuwang, I will not let him see any flaws."

After speaking, Ling Xiaolan looked at Wu Wang with a complex expression. The necklace on Wu Wang's chest fell back to its original position without any abnormality.

She pursed her lips and took out a jade hairpin, walking to Wu Wang's side. She looked at his sleeping profile and cautiously pricked him.

"Hmm?"

Wu Wang was awakened by the pain and looked around alertly.

"You're awake?"

Ling Xiaolan asked softly.

"Ah... Do you know now?"

Wu Wang sighed and covered his body with a layer of ice crystal film, putting on his robe.He said, "There is no way to cure my strange illness. As long as a woman has substantial contact with me, I will faint immediately due to the sensation. I call it 'Fainting Syndrome upon Touching Women'."

"Well..."

Ling Xiaolan nodded slightly, her eyes full of pity, and whispered, "It's really miserable. The primordial god who cursed you is really wicked."

"That's right, right! I told you that guy is a scumbag... huh?"

Wu Wang looked at Ling Xiaolan, raised his head, and immediately asked a series of questions, "How do you know about this? How long did I sleep just now? And why am I not wet?"

The necklace on Wu Wang's chest jumped up, and a little starlight burst out from it, condensing into a finger, lightly tapping on Ling Xiaolan's forehead.

Ling Xiaolan couldn't help but support her forehead with one hand, her pretty face full of entanglement.

Her thoughts were in chaos just now, and she revealed her flaws in an instant.

"What's this?"

Wu Wang looked at Ling Xiaolan, then lowered his head to hold the necklace, puzzled, "How did you two start talking? What did my mother say?"

"She didn't say anything."

Ling Xiaolan suppressed her chaotic thoughts, blinked her right eye lightly, and looked cunning.

She smiled and said, "How can Brother Wu Wang eavesdrop on the conversation between women? Brother Wu Wang, rest assured, if any woman wants to touch you, I will keep her away from you. No wonder you always say 'winning by leading women'. Last time, you even specially asked Su Qingdao to go to the military camp. In the future, if I am by your side, Brother Wu Wang can trust me."

Wu Wang looked at Ling Xiaolan with gratitude.

His friend really didn't let him down.

"Well, I'll go back first."

Ling Xiaolan took a few steps back with her hands behind her back, turned around and was about to leave, but before she left, she turned her head to look at Wu Wang, her eyes smiling and her cheeks slightly red, and whispered, "Auntie is so beautiful."

Wu Wang said seriously, "Yes, your uncle is also handsome."

"You!"

Ling Xiaolan lowered her head and floated out of the door, with fairy light blooming under her feet, disappearing in an instant.

Wu Wang sat in the chair, suddenly feeling... very passive.

He held the necklace and called his mother for a long time before getting a response.

But no matter how Wu Wang tried to coax her, Cang Xue refused to tell him what she and Ling Xiaolan had talked about.

"Just rest assured," Cang Xue said softly, "Mother knows what you are worried about. Ling Xiaolan has nothing to do with the gods. She is just an outstanding human woman. I found her to pass on a divine technique."

"What kind of divine technique?"

"Anyway, it's not those shameless dual cultivation techniques in the Human Realm."

Cang Xue snorted lightly and suddenly said, "Heavenly Palace has recently sent several gods into the North Wilderness. They seem to be investigating the Star God Sect. What do you think we should do?"

Wu Wang's attention was immediately diverted, and he discussed with his mother the important matter concerning the fate of the North Wilderness.

...

When Ling Xiaolan returned to her residence, she was always restless and had trouble calming her mind.

She suddenly learned about Wu Wang's secret, understood the pressure he had been carrying all along, and unexpectedly met that mysterious aunt who exuded an aura of mystery;

At this moment, it was unrealistic to calm her mind.

She silently recited the mantra for calming the mind, sorted out the things one by one, and couldn't help but think of the conversation with Lady Cang Xue.

Has the leader of the Sun Festival in the North Wilderness become so powerful?

Ling Xiaolan had encountered many experts, and had seen many outstanding individuals, including the Sect Master Jingyue, who was currently one of the top experts in the Human Realm.

But after careful consideration, Ling Xiaolan still felt that the most extraordinary woman she had ever seen was Lady Cang Xue.

At that time, Lady Cang Xue manifested in her divine mansion, stepping on starlight, and nodded to her.

Lady Cang Xue's opening remarks were a bit unfamiliar.

Ling Xiaolan was also a little nervous, but her words and actions were appropriate and generous.

Lady Cang Xue informed Ling Xiaolan about Wu Wang's strange illness and explained the origin of this illness—a certain primordial god planted a 'curse'.

"This divine curse is rarely used by gods. It restricts my son from the level of the Great Dao. This matter is complicated. For now, you can treat this divine curse as a calculation by that primordial god, leaving an anchor on my son."

"Anchor?"

"It means an anchor for a ship," Cang Xue patiently explained.

"Aunt, I know what an anchor is."

Ling Xiaolan's thoughts were still very clear at this moment, and she asked in return, "Since it is inconvenient to say, why did Aunt tell me all this?"

Cang Xue said softly, "Xiaolan, come over here... I have been secretly observing you for a long time."

"This?"

Ling Xiaolan's face turned slightly red, and her heart was a little flustered.

Her primordial spirit rose up with a little mist, condensed into a stone table and stone chair, and Cang Xue pulled Ling Xiaolan to sit down.

Cang Xue sighed softly, "I know you are a kind-hearted child, and you are a close friend of Ba'er..."

"Aunt, Wu Wang has saved me several times."

Ling Xiaolan said, "If Aunt has something to entrust me with, as long as it is for Wu Wang's good and will not cause harm to the Human Realm, I am willing to risk my life."

"Xiaolan, you are really smart and have your own opinions."

Cang Xue said softly, "If my son has such good fortune, I can also feel more at ease."

"Aunt... this is the matter between me and Wu Wang. It is inconvenient for you to say these things..."

"I spoke too much."

Cang Xue stopped there and quickly got to the point, talking about Wu Wang's strange illness.

After listening for a while, Ling Xiaolan found that this strange illness was almost incurable, and it had been troubling Wu Wang since he was seven or eight years old until now.

Cang Xue said, "Ah, sometimes Ba'er is too responsible. As the young master of the Bear Hug Clan, it is the responsibility imposed on him by us parents. He is worried that the strange illness will affect his ability to pass on the family line, which will cause chaos in the Bear Hug Clan hundreds of years later. That's why he is wholeheartedly cultivating in the Human Realm. Due to various coincidences and calculations, he has a deep relationship with the Human Emperor, but even the Human Emperor cannot find a useful solution."

"Is this strange illness really incurable?""There are two solutions. One is for my son to marry the one who cursed him; the other is for my son to step into the Transcendent realm, where his path is recognized by heaven and earth, and is on par with countless great paths. Only then can the curse be lifted."

Ling Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good... Brother Wu Wang will surely step into the Transcendent realm!"

Cang Xue asked, "But, can my son step into the Transcendent realm within a hundred years?"

Ling Xiaolan immediately countered, "How can one step into the Transcendent realm within a hundred years?"

"So this path is not feasible."

Ling Xiaolan frowned and asked, "Can the Sky God who cursed him find him within a hundred years?"

"There is such a possibility, but it's not certain... This matter is of great importance, do not reveal it to anyone. However, given the rank of your Mysterious Female Sect's Sect Master, she should know a little about the inside story."

Cang Xue took Ling Xiaolan's hand and said softly:

"My son trusts you, and I trust you too. Our family does not consider you an outsider.

In terms of talent, comprehension, and your foundation in cultivation, you are the only one who can help my son.

I have a technique that can quickly enhance your cultivation realm. With the Emperor and I assisting him, perhaps we can try to reach the Transcendent realm in a hundred years."

Ling Xiaolan was a bit flustered and quickly said, "This... dual cultivation technique? Even the techniques of the Joyous Union Sect don't claim to reach the Transcendent realm within a hundred years."

"How can he dual cultivate with this strange disease?"

Cang Xue's lips curled into a smile, and she gently tapped on the back of Ling Xiaolan's hand.

A strand of celestial light flowed into Ling Xiaolan's soul, and the sudden influx of complex information made her feel a bit dizzy.

By the time she regained her senses, Cang Xue had already left her divine mansion, leaving only a few words of advice:

"This is not just a technique, but a divine art. You don't yet know where the heart techniques of the Mysterious Female Sect come from. They are actually of the same origin, and you will be twice as successful when you practice them.

I won't force you to become Dao companions or anything, everything depends on fate and your own hearts.

If you don't want to assist him with this divine art, don't mention it to him, and you can pretend I never came.

Regardless, I thank you, and there will be generous rewards in the future..."

Divine art, technique?

Ling Xiaolan looked inward at her divine mansion again and saw a mysterious stele floating up and down.

'Forget it, for Brother Wu Wang to get rid of his strange disease sooner.'

A strand of divine consciousness probed into the mysterious stele, and Ling Xiaolan quickly immersed herself in it, amazed by the profoundness of this art.

...

Three days later, in the early morning.

Hundreds of ships and flying shuttles were suspended in the sky above the steep mountain peak, looking quite spectacular from a distance.

On the flags fluttering above, all were written with the character "Ren".

On the large ship in the middle that looked like a floating fairy island, Wu Wang left a room where a group of Ren Emperor Pavilion experts were meditating, humming a tune, and went to the top floor 'elegant room'.

The ship of the Ren Emperor Pavilion, although not as luxurious as the ships of the Extinguishing Sect, had stronger array protections.

In the 'elegant room', Lin Suqing and Elder Mu were frolicking on one side, the Great Elder and the Celestial Sword Taoist were playing chess, and two other Transcendent realm experts were chatting in the next room...

Wu Wang looked towards the corner behind the screen, just as Ling Xiaolan, who was peeking from the edge of the screen, met his gaze. She immediately retreated, always with a hint of panic.

Strange.

'Could it be that I said something wrong that day and made Fairy Ling misunderstand?'

Wu Wang was a bit puzzled, but after thinking back and forth, he realized he hadn't said anything, he just let Fairy Ling know about his strange disease.

By the way, he verified whether this strange disease had unknowingly left him.

Ha, the result was as he expected.

The only thing he couldn't be sure of now was what his mother had said to Fairy Ling.

Thinking of this, Wu Wang couldn't help but feel a little upset.

What is this?

If you can't play in a team, I'll teach you; if my son can't chase a fairy, my mother will help him chase?

Please rest!

Isn't this just adding chaos?

Could it be that both his future father-in-law and mother don't see a future for him and Little Jing Wei?

Wu Wang sighed softly and sat there in a daze.

Cultivate, only when his own strength is strong enough can he break free from the command of his parents and achieve true love freedom...

"Brother Wu Wang!"

Ling Xiaolan suddenly jumped over from the side, looking at Wu Wang as if she had made up her mind.

Floating three inches off the ground, she looked so sacred and determined at this moment.

She took a deep breath and whispered:

"Can we try the dual cultivation technique together?"

Wu Wang was petrified on the spot.

Lin Suqing's hand trembled and tightened around Elder Mu's neck, the Celestial Sword Taoist's hand shook and he placed his chess piece in the wrong spot, and the loyal Great Elder had already stood up and said:

"Everyone, don't panic, there's no need to make a fuss, follow me and retreat, this way."