Unlike everyone else in the Tower, Miss Feng did have her family with her here. Her grandfather, who was also a Saint.

  Matters like marriage would have to be discussed and negotiated, especially since she wasn't a sect defector like the Oracle Mountain's wives.

  I chose Ming Yue as my negotiator, mostly to avoid making a fool of myself, and missing some important cues. That was known to happen, from time to time.

  Thus, it took a month of delicate negotiations that excluded me, for Old Man Xialong to agree with our terms, and our offer. You may call it a bribe, giving the old man a Saint grade cauldron and a billion spirit stones, but I still considered the bride's price a bargain. Miss Feng sat beside her grandfather, dressed in a long red robe, like it was the custom here for brides.

  "Why did you threaten Grandpa, Young Master? It's a miracle he achieved his Saint Realm at his old age." she asked me in an angry voice.

  Well, I did expect the question. "Grandpa Xialong is a lazy and cheating old man. However, the Heavens are fair. Now that he has survived that gruesome Saint Tribulation, he will have an easier ascension to Divine Realm. Among all the Tower members, only he and I are guaranteed to ascend again, without being in deadly danger." I replied with a patient tone.

  My bride-to-be blinked and turned towards her grandfather. "...That sounds quite the opposite of what you told me, Yeye." she whispered in a surprised voice.

  The old man hid behind his cup of tea, and just snorted.

  "There is also the problem of my fortune box, Young Master. You just said it was dangerous, but didn't explain." Feng asked in a suspicious tone.

  "You can ask anyone else in this Tower, Miss Feng. Those boxes only give what you can obtain by yourself, sooner or later. And with 1000 time speed, it would be much sooner for us. However, there is real danger in obtaining an ability that's too advanced for your realm. What do you think would happen to you, if you had to swim through a river made of screaming souls and decomposing corpses?" I asked, slightly rhetorical.

  I was lucky to have my Unbreakable Will perk, plus another life to calibrate the experience, and emerged still sane from the experience, but a normal teenage girl? She would have been broken, very likely.

  The old man shivered for a second, likely realizing the meaning of my words. There were legends about cultivators who returned from death, changed and marked by the experience, and not for the better. "If that crystal sent you to the Other Shore and back, how are you still sane?" he asked curious.

  I just waved the question away. "Real men cry inside, and then just swallow their tears and get stronger. And for Lady Feng, her time will come too, but hopefully in a million years, when her mind is stronger."

  Those pretty purple eyes glanced at something behind me, seeing something invisible yet frightening. "I just saw myself, swimming through a black river while souls screamed all around." she spoke in a strange tone, both curious and afraid.

  "The Heaven Piercing Eyes are useful, but also troublesome. Without context, visions of the future will lead you exactly to the fate you want to avoid. You saw yourself return from death, by tugging on the karma string you have with me. The good news are that you will be alive to see it." I commented with a wry tone, then sipped more tea.

  My wife Ming glared at me, a possible sign I made another blunder.

  Miss Feng's eyes lit up for a second with dark flames, which vanished immediately. Hmmm. Her Dark Phoenix bloodline was possibly sentient and listening as well. That surely bode well for a happy marriage.

  "I'm sorry I've doubted you, Young Master. I would have preferred not to see my death so vividly." Miss Feng whispered in a remorseful voice.

  "Everything dies, Lady Feng. In strange eons, even death may die." I answered a bit poetically.

  Ming Yue coughed, as her tea entered the wrong pipe, and I politely smacked her back to prevent an early death.

  She glared at me again, then took out a handkerchief to clean herself in a demure manner.

  "Young Master, although we are to marry, you know that I will have to keep my Pure Yin..." Miss Feng added in a lower voice, and blushed a little.

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  "Of course. It's a bit more forgiving in your case, due to your special body, but still, it would be best if we don't consummate the marriage before you ascend to Divinity." I spoke with a lighter voice, only for the dark flames to return and stare at me angrily.

  Miss Feng blinked in confusion, while her grandfather frowned at me. "You know what is special about little Feng's body?" he asked in a worried voice.

  My soul was already quite strong from training in the Soul array, but all of a sudden a feeling of immediate death began to pressure me. Far above Divine Realm then.

  "Some kind of bloodline related to flames. It won't be relevant until Lady Feng becomes a Divine Manifestation cultivator anyway." I said in careless tone. A white lie again. But too much information was indeed bad for low realm cultivators.

  The pressure in the back of my soul vanished, as if an invisible danger had come and gone. You're welcome, Dark Phoenix.

  I almost began to doubt my decision to add Miss Feng to my harem of jade beauties, if she came with such a heavy karma.

  But then she smiled at me, and birds began singing hymns of love in my soul. "I can't wait for our New Moon visit, Young Master." she spoke and batted her eyelashes at me, scoring a critical hit and cracking my Dao Heart in a single move.

  "Call me husband, Lady Feng. Plus, you're younger than me." I spoke in a weak voice.

  Ming Yue sniffed and walked out, followed soon by Artisan Xialong, leaving me alone with my new wife.

  "Husband? I guess I can try it, and taste how it feels on my tongue. Husband!" Feng exclaimed in a wondering voice, then smirked in her tea cup as I blushed to my ears.

  She already Mastered the art of innuendo, and was still a virgin. I blamed Bai and her gossip club.

  I sipped some tea as well, and regulated my body with a cycle of Qi. "So, how did I taste?" I asked after a minute.

  My new wife blushed and coughed the tea she just drank, then nodded at the score being equal again.

  "Do we train today, or is it considered a free day. For bed rest?" she asked in a delicate tone just as I took another sip of tea.

  The tea fell into the crack of my Dao Heart, having taken a strange route down. I just coughed politely, and nodded. She won again.

  "Some bed rest would be nice. And while sharing the bed, I can also teach you my method of Soul Forging. The girls quite like the taste." I proposed in a softer tone.

  Feng blushed, and rose from her seat to take my hand. "Now I am curious, husband. I want to taste all the flavors of your soul..." she whispered in a gentle voice, while blowing in my ear with a hot breath.

  My knees almost failed to work, while my heart skipped a beat. Even my breath stopped. Damn girl would be the death of me, and we haven't even reached the bed.

  Instead of speaking, which would be hard with my breath gone, I just hugged her and flew up, taking the nearest floating platform to the top of the Tower.

  "I kept waiting for you to call me wife, but so far nothing. Am I not worth a word?" Feng asked we reached the window of my room, batting her eyes again in a sad and pitiful manner.

  I could try to speak, and fail. So instead, I leaned closer and kissed her full lips, while falling backwards onto my bed.

  Then I cycled my Soul mantra and landed in my inner world, on the same bed, with Feng in my arms.

  Now I didn't need to breathe. "This is my soul, my beautiful wife." I said while kissing her soul.

  Feng eyes widened, as she felt the taste on her lips change to mint and strawberry at my will.

  "Tastes good already..." she admitted in a startled voice, as I gently tugged at her nipple with two fingers.

  Then she looked down, and realized we were both naked in our soul skins.

  "Oh! This has so many possibilities!" she exclaimed as her hands began to roam over my soul.

  At my whim, the room became dark and several candles lit up in the corners to provide ambiance. My lips roamed lower as well, reaching her breast and suckling at her youthful, perky nipple. Feng shuddered and grabbed my head tight. "Amazing! This feels..."

  I knew quite well what she meant, since the soul was far more sensitive than mere skin. "When two souls touch and rub together, it's already a form of soul cultivation. However, this is far more pleasant than getting a Demon halberd rip through your soul." I explained in a teaching tone.

  I could see understanding lit up behind her eyes, just as I intended. Technically, the Soul array was the same thing as our bed play, souls touching each other, but in a far more violent manner.

  "And even the Sword ghosts are the same. Right?" Feng asked curious.

  I answered by covering her breast with my Sword Aura, using the nipple as a focus for a piercing point.

  "That's how you do it? It seems so much harder with a sword in hand..." my wife whispered while I played with her breasts, exploting the sensibility of her naked soul.

  It took only a few minutes until she channeled Sword Intent by herself, which she promptly applied to my erect dick.

  The mingled sensations of pleasure and pain ravaged my soul, and something broke. A jet of white milky soul essence burst from my dick, and covered Feng like a white rain.

  "I guess I shouldn't try this with those ugly Demons. Who knows what might happen." Feng whispered to herself, then sneaked a coy glance towards me.

  "I thought you wanted to save your Pure Yin for your husband, not share it with 64 Demons in a soul array..." I muttered in an unhappy voice.

  Feng shuddered and leaned to kiss me sweetly. "Heh. My mind goes to stupid places sometimes." she said into my mouth.

  "Teasing me is fine. Risking yourself is not. Have some tea instead." I demanded while pointing at my dick.

  Feng smiled cutely, then lowered her lips on my soul brother, making my breath stop again. Luckily, I didn't need air in soul from.