The Romance of the Immortal Cauldron

Chapter 2313 2 Female Transformation Success

Time passed quietly, and the cave was silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Matthew was still immersed in the world of ancient books. The words on the pages seemed to have turned into lively streams, flowing into his mind and nourishing his spirit.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Suddenly, a slight shattering sound came from the right side of the cave, as if some fragile barrier was quietly broken.

Although the voice was faint, it was exceptionally clear in the silent space, instantly drawing Matthew's attention back to reality from the book.

He frowned slightly and his eyes quickly turned to the source of the sound - the black ball of light floating in the air.

The ball of light trembled slightly and fine cracks appeared on its surface, as if something was trying to break free from the inside.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp tearing sound was heard, and the light ball completely shattered, turning into countless fine black powders that slowly drifted in the air.

And at the moment the light ball shattered, a figure emerged from it.

It was a woman, she was curled up with her long hair falling like a waterfall, covering her face.

Her skin was as white as jade, with a faint luster, as if it was not stained by dust.

However, she was naked, and her whole body was like an exquisite work of art, defenselessly displayed in front of Matthew.

Matthew's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heartbeat involuntarily quickened.

Even though he was already a Divine Transformation cultivator with a mind far superior to that of an ordinary person, he still found it difficult to remain completely calm when faced with such a scene.

After all, he was a normal man. If he had no reaction in the face of such a scene, it would be abnormal.

However, Matthew didn’t let that emotion last for long.

He quickly gathered his thoughts and tapped the Green Dragon bracelet on his wrist lightly.

As a soft light flashed, Lan Yue's figure appeared beside him.

Lan Yue still looked innocent as always, blinking her big eyes and looking around curiously.

"Lan Yue, help your master change his clothes. It's not appropriate for me to stay here."

Matthew's tone was calm, but his speech was a bit faster than usual, obviously trying to hide his inner turmoil.

Hearing this, Lan Yue tilted her head and looked at Matthew, with a sly look in her eyes: “Uncle, why is your face red?”

Matthew was slightly startled, and then felt his cheeks getting hot.

He coughed lightly, did not answer Lan Yue's question, but turned around and left the cave.

His steps were steady, but his back revealed a hint of haste, as if he was running away from something.

After walking out of the cave, Matthew stood at the entrance, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

He did not use his spiritual sense to investigate the situation inside the cave, nor did he deliberately listen to the movements inside.

As a Divine Transformation monk, he was well aware of the importance of respecting other people's privacy, especially in this special situation.

A moment later, the sound of two women laughing was heard in the cave.

The sound was clear and pleasant, as if a spring breeze was blowing across the lake, bringing a touch of vitality and vigor.

Although Matthew did not use his spiritual sense to investigate, it was not difficult to judge from the voice that Xingyan should be the first to wake up.

There was a hint of laziness and playfulness in her voice, and she had obviously fully recovered from her breakthrough.

Matthew stood at the entrance of the cave, looking into the distance, but he couldn't help but recall the scene just now.

Although he tried to stay calm, the amazement of that moment still lingered in his mind.

He shook his head, put those distracting thoughts behind him, and refocused on the task of protecting the law.

Inside the cave, Lan Yue was busy changing clothes for Xing Yan.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, as if she was treating a precious treasure.

Xing Yan sat lazily aside, letting Lan Yue manipulate her, with a faint smile on her face.

Occasionally, she glanced towards the cave entrance, and a complicated look flashed across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

"Master, uncle blushed just now." Lan Yue said with a smile while straightening Xingyan's clothes.

Xing Yan heard this, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes: "Oh? Really? Did he say anything?"

Lan Yue shook her head: "Uncle didn't say anything, he just asked me to help you change your clothes, and then he went out."

Xing Yan chuckled and said nothing more.

She looked towards the cave entrance again, with a hint of unpredictable emotion in her eyes.

Outside the cave, Matthew still stood there quietly, like a sculpture.

His eyes were deep and calm, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.

A moment later, another woman's voice was heard again in the cave.

The sound was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, crisp and pleasant. As soon as I heard it, I knew that Yueru had woken up.

The voice echoed in the cave, carrying with it the laziness of just waking up and a hint of subtle surprise.

Then, the chirping sounds of three women were heard in the cave, like a group of cheerful birds playing on the branches.

Occasionally, a few chuckles could be heard, and the sound echoed in the cave like silver bells, as if they were talking about something interesting.

From the cheerful atmosphere, one can imagine that they must be getting along very well at this time.

Xingyan and Yueru didn't act like masters at all; instead, the three of them were more like sisters.

After a while, footsteps were heard from the cave entrance. The footsteps were light and rhythmic.

Hearing the sound, Matthew slowly turned around and saw three graceful women standing at the entrance of the cave.

Xingyan was wearing a white dress, which was as pure and flawless as the first snow in winter.

The material of the skirt looks extremely soft, swaying gently in the breeze like flowing clouds.

Her long black hair hung to her waist, and it was as smooth and shiny as black satin.

Every strand of hair seems to be telling a story of tenderness, gleaming with a faint luster under the sunlight.

Every move she made revealed a noble temperament. Her neck was long and elegant. When she raised her hand to gently stroke the hair by her ear, the movement was slow and graceful.

Her face was exquisite and beautiful, her fair skin was as delicate as mutton-fat jade, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her eyes were as bright as stars, her lips were like delicate rose petals, and her slightly upturned mouth corners carried a faint smile.

Yueru, on the other hand, was wearing a fiery red long dress, which was a bit loose but could not hide her proud figure.

The fiery red dress is like a burning flame, full of passion and vitality.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently as she walked, like a dancing flame.

Yueru has a graceful figure, with a slender waist that can be held in one hand, as graceful as a willow branch in the spring breeze.

Her breasts are full and firm, and the undulating curves are like the most charming contours of the mountains.

She had a confident smile on her face and her bright big eyes sparkled with a lively light. Her hair was casually tied up with a red ribbon, and a few strands of hair fell on both sides of her cheeks, adding a bit of playfulness and charm.