Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 813 is very soft, it is said
The white mist dispersed.

Deep within the furnace, a dazzling golden light nearly blinded Nangong Wan!

Golden elixir!

A pill the size of a longan, perfectly round and flawless, with a pure golden aura flowing throughout, floated quietly in the center of the furnace, slowly rotating.

Each time it rotates, it stirs the rich spiritual energy in the quiet room, forming tiny vortexes visible to the naked eye.

The golden light was pure and restrained, yet it contained a breathtakingly powerful energy, like a small sun compressed to its extreme.

Nangong Wan's breath caught in her throat.

Her usually cool and aloof eyes were now wide open, reflecting the tiny golden elixir, filled with unbelievable shock.

She subconsciously took a deep breath of the rich, almost tangible fragrance of the elixir that filled the air, and a surge of pure spiritual energy rushed into her consciousness, making her entire soul tremble.

"This...this spiritual energy..." she murmured in a daze, her voice trembling. "It's absolutely amazing! My God! Fang Tiezhu! You...you're a genius at alchemy! You really...made it?!"

She turned her head sharply, her gaze not immediately and greedily locking onto the golden pill that would even tempt a Nascent Soul Ancestor, but instead fixed on Fang Yu, who was standing next to her with a disheveled face, empty sleeves, and a lazy smile that seemed to say "finally it's all done."

Fang Yu was taken aback by Nangong Wan's fiery gaze, filled with pure amazement and admiration, and a little calculation in his mind "took a beat".

'Huh?'

He muttered to himself.

"This woman's got some interesting traits. Seeing a Golden Core of this level, her first reaction isn't envy and scheming to possess it, but instead, she's genuinely praising my skills? These days, such an 'honest person' who doesn't get greedy when seeing a treasure and even knows how to praise others is rarer than a Nascent Soul cultivator! If it were me, I'd probably be yelling, 'Youngster, put down this opportunity! You can't handle it! Let grandpa do it!' and then start snatching it."

At this moment, Nangong Wan's impression score in Fang Yu's mind instantly soared from "an elder of the Hidden Moon Sect who is decent-looking but not very bright" to "a rare protected animal with excellent character and a cute silliness".

"Hehe, it's nothing special. I just got lucky, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse."

Fang Yu spoke modestly, but his two fingers precisely pinched the floating golden pill.

Upon holding the golden elixir, it felt warm and smooth like jade, yet heavy, as if one were holding a condensed mountain.

An indescribable surge of vitality and profound Daoist principles flowed into his body through his fingertips.

Without the slightest hesitation or any fancy ceremony, Fang Yu simply tossed the golden thing into his mouth!
Gulu.

The golden pill entered his throat.

The next second—

hum!
Fang Yu froze instantly!
A soft yet dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from his slightly open mouth!

Immediately afterwards, the light did not dissipate, but instead seemed to ignite an overpowered searchlight inside his body!
Even through his skin, one could clearly see a golden ball of light, about the size of a ping-pong ball, sliding down his throat with a "glug-glug" sound! The ball of light passed through his esophagus, paused briefly in his chest cavity, illuminating the outline of his ribs, and then, with an unwavering determination and a "I'm going to settle down in my dantian" kind of spirit, sank into his lower abdomen!

Finally, the light settled steadily at the location of his dantian, emitting a hazy golden glow through his abdomen, illuminating his tattered blue robe and making him look like a radiant humanoid Ultraman Tiga.

Nangong Wan was dumbfounded, her jaw almost dropping to the ground. Pointing at Fang Yu's golden belly, her voice cracked, "This...this pill can do this after entering the body?! I...I've lived for so many years...this is the first time...the first time I've ever seen such a miraculous pill! Where did you learn this pill-making skill?!"

Fang Yu was grimacing from the surging energy within him, which felt like a volcano about to erupt. When he heard Nangong Wan's question, his eyes darted around, and an extremely reckless idea popped into his head, one that perfectly suited his current persona as Fang Tiezhu.

He deliberately sighed, and asked in a weary, "It's a long story" tone:

"Elder, let me ask you something. If one day you find that you've been deceived from beginning to end, completely and utterly cheated, what would you do?"

Nangong Wan was immersed in the wonders of alchemy when she heard this, and she subconsciously frowned. A cold, murderous aura belonging to a Core Formation elder naturally emanated from her: "Liar me?" Her eyes sharpened, and her voice was resolute, "Then he better pray that I never catch him in this lifetime! Otherwise, I will make him wish he were dead! I will extract his soul, refine his spirit, and grind his bones to dust!"

"hiss"

Fang Yu gasped, feeling a chill run down his neck. He chuckled dryly, subtly shifting his feet towards the door. "Haha, Elder, you truly have a clear sense of right and wrong! Oh, I just remembered! This afternoon... this afternoon I still have three vats of manure waiting for me to collect! Steward Wang said that if I don't finish collecting them today, he'll grind me into minced meat for dumpling filling! Goodbye, goodbye! See you later!"

Before he could finish speaking, he slipped away and tried to make a quick getaway.

"Stop!" Nangong Wan moved swiftly, instantly blocking the doorway. She grabbed Fang Yu's empty sleeve, her tone urgent and unyielding. "What are you doing picking through this dung! The spiritual power contained in your golden core is unimaginably vast! Although I don't know how you refined it, your cultivation level is unstable right now. Rashly absorbing it could cause your body to explode! Quickly sit down with me, and I'll help you circulate your energy and guide its power! Missing this opportunity will be extremely dangerous!"

Fang Yu felt a pang of misery as she grabbed his sleeve.

Why is this woman so honest and unassuming?

He twisted and turned frantically, trying to break free, shouting even more urgently, "No, no, no! Elder! You can't! I really have to go and carry manure! You have no idea how ruthless Steward Wang is! He said he'd beat me into a pulp, and he'll definitely chop me into a pulp by hand! Every cut will cut right to the flesh! Every piece will have tendons! Please, have mercy and let me go carry manure! I'll repay your life-saving grace by being your ox or horse in my next life!"

He shouted as he desperately tried to pry Nangong Wan's hand away with his one arm.

This woman looks aloof, but she has a surprisingly strong grip.

Fang Yu was determined to run away, while Nangong Wan was determined to save people.

The two began to spar right at the entrance to the narrow, quiet room.

"Elder, please let me go!"

"How dare you disobey me, you brat?"

"Elder, I'm really alright."

"How could you be alright! Do you want to explode and die?"

"I"

One was struggling outwards, while the other was pulling inwards; their movements were inevitably somewhat out of control.

Just as Fang Yu exerted his strength, his hand, which was covered in furnace ash and mud and hadn't been washed yet after refining the golden elixir, was now firmly planted on a warm, soft, plump, and incredibly elastic spot.

Nangong Wanyue's white dress.

The exact location is roughly between the lower end of the ribs and the diaphragm, slightly above it.
To be frank, it's quite soft.

Fang Yu: "!!!"

He felt his CPU instantly overload, and the touch from his fingertips was delicate and soft, with the warmth unique to the human body.

My mind went blank!
He completely forgot about things like Golden Elixir, manure-picking, and the Nascent Soul stage.

Only one thought was frantically scrolling through the screen—

Holy crap! This feel! Wait a minute! Holy crap! Where am I standing?!
Nangong Wan froze completely.

That exquisitely beautiful face lost all color at a visible speed, turning deathly pale.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of crimson, almost bursting through the top of her head, burned down her neck to her ears and then spread across her entire pretty face.

Her eyes widened in shock, her pupils reflecting Fang Yu's stupid face that screamed "Damn, I've messed up!" Her gaze shifted from extreme shock to a chilling killing intent that could freeze one's soul.

Fang Yu recoiled his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

No explanation is needed at this point!

Taking advantage of Nangong Wan's critical state of "petrification and gathering killing intent," he suddenly turned around, transformed into Fang Paopao, and kicked open the door.
It's moisturized!

(End of this chapter)