Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The round-faced Taoist nun chuckled: "You're rich now?"

"Just a few days ago, you were borrowing money to practice your magic; now you're being so picky?"

Wang Quan smiled but remained silent.

The round-faced Taoist nun counted the resources and found nothing of value.

After all, they were a group of new-style cultivators and a small number of orthodox cultivators.

These guys have only average resources, and they've already lost their best assets in their struggle against the royal power.

The remaining items were of little interest to the royal family, so they were naturally converted into Qingfu coins.

In the end, the round-faced Taoist nun settled his bill for over nine million coins.

Wang Quan, carrying his bulging blue jade pouch, sighed and remarked, "Murderers and arsonists wear golden belts!"

"This is the real way to make money!"

The round-faced Taoist nun chuckled, "But there are risks too. One wrong move, and you'll die!"

"If you sell the pills and the corpse as well, you could easily make three or four million!"

Wang Quan nodded.

He won't sell the mana-replenishing pills for now; they're for emergencies.

As for the corpse... he was also useful.

After this period of cultivation, he discovered that many organs on a corpse are quite important to cultivators.

The heart, liver, spleen, lungs, tendons, bones, blood, and flesh are all useful and should not be wasted.

He has now begun to consciously store corpses.

"By the way, did that method I mentioned for suppressing desires work?"

Wang Quan's lips twitched: "It's no use."

The round-faced Taoist nun asked, "Why isn't it working anymore?"

Wang Quan sighed, "It just doesn't work, I don't know why."

The round-faced Taoist nun clapped her hands: "Why don't you try removing both of your kidneys?"

Royal power...

The round-faced Taoist nun was unreliable, so Wang Quan bid her farewell and went out to practice his magic.

After he left, the round-faced Daoist nun was immediately surrounded by other cultivators: "Your friend is really amazing."

"We just confirmed the news; he's fighting against several top fighters from the New Law Alliance all by himself."

"He killed all those people by himself!"

"What year did he come here? How come he wasn't well-known before?"

The round-faced Taoist nun rubbed her fingers together: "I'll talk if you give me money!"

Many cultivators turned and left, saying, "Even if you don't tell us, we can find out about it after dawn!"

"Tch!" The round-faced Taoist nun rolled her eyes.

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The black bird flies and the rabbit runs:

one day....

Ten days...

One month....

Wang Quan's progress in condensing the [Yang Nerve] is getting slower and slower.

When the [Yang Nerve] condensed to 9500 Dao characters, his mind was filled with thoughts of transformation.

The spirits within the inner realm were even more restless.

This idea even affected his nighttime practice of magic.

When he was practicing his magic, this Yin spirit would occasionally jump out, wanting to undergo a transformation.

This caused him considerable distress.

He asked the cultivators of the second layer of the world, "Among these cultivators, there are also many who have condensed ten thousand Dao characters to obtain the highest grade Yang God."

However, they had never encountered this situation before and did not know how to handle it.

Wang Quan tried to take elixirs to calm his mind and reduce his desires, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Upon hearing of his rampant lust, the Taoist nun who officiated at the ceremony wanted to take him to find his former aloof instructor, now the Fairy Qin: "You must have too much fire and too much yang energy, which has burned your brain."

"Let Fairy Qin put out your fire, and you'll be fine!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan immediately refused: "I still prefer to use living people."

He had seen Fairy Qin use corpses to fool that group of new cultivators; the thought of it was unbearable.

The emcee, a Daoist nun, chuckled: "Fool, as long as we orthodox cultivators are willing to pay, she will personally take care of things in her true form."

"Besides, you're young and energetic, and she'd like to try something new!"

Wang Quan shook his head: "This method is inappropriate!"

"Is there any other way?"

The female officiant's eyes darted around: "How about I absorb the yang energy from your body?"

"The Dreamy Daoist nun is currently practicing a spell that requires yang energy; should we let her give it a try?"

Wang Quan nodded: "Okay!"

The Dreamy Taoist Nun and the Master of Ceremonies Taoist Nun moved to Courtyard No. 95 a few days ago and have a good relationship with Fairy Qin.

However, after Wang Quan rejected Fairy Qin, the master of ceremonies naturally wouldn't take him to linger in front of Fairy Qin, but instead went directly to see the Dreamy Daoist.

When Wang Quan arrived outside the gate of the Dreamy Taoist nun, he saw a group of strong, innate martial artists, a tiger spirit with bulging muscles, a colorful rooster spirit, a black dog, and other spirits carrying crutches, lining up to enter the house.

"Why is everyone carrying crutches?"

The chicken essence guy in front of me glanced over and chuckled.

"A newbie, huh!"

"We who sell yang energy must carry a cane wherever we go."

"After all, these days, female demons are especially good at attracting men."

"Without a cane, you'll never escape the succubi's lair!"

As they were talking, the door at the other end opened, and a gaunt, sunken-eyed black bear spirit emerged, leaning on a steel cane.

At the same time, the door on this side opened, and a beautiful snake-like figure poked its head out: "Flower-scattering Taoist, please come in first!"

Upon hearing this, many spirits protested: "Why should he cut in line? We were here first!"

"Don't you care about first come, first served?"

The chicken essence in front of Wang Quan jumped up and down, shouting, "No cutting in line!"

"If he cuts in line and ends up not absorbing my yang energy, how am I supposed to live my life?!"

"protest!"

"Hey bro, why don't you protest too!"

Wang Quan chuckled, "I am the Flower-Scattering Taoist!"

Chicken bouillon.....

"Brother, you should let the female demon inside drain your energy less; otherwise, if she doesn't drain my yang energy when it's my turn, my whole family and dozens of chickens will have nothing to eat."

Wang Quan nodded: "Mm."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The beautiful snake brandished her whip, cracking it across everyone's heads: "Shut up!"

"Whoever makes a sound again, I'll drain their yang energy!"

All living beings... shut up immediately.

Wang Quan felt a strange sensation. He went inside and saw the Dreamy Taoist nun sitting upright on a golden cloud, dressed in a Taoist robe.

When she saw Wang Quan, her eyes lit up: "Fellow Daoist, the Master of Ceremonies told me all about it."

"Come on, relax, I'm going to pump hard."

"After today, you will be able to purify your mind and reduce your desires for at least three to five days."

Wang Quan hoped: "Let alone three or five days, even just one day of being able to purify my mind and reduce my desires would be enough."

The Daoist nun patted her chest confidently: "No problem, just watch my skills!"

With the next breath, she transformed into a beautiful snake: her lower body was a snake's tail, and her upper body was a human.

She opened her mouth and began to recite the words of Tao.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

After reciting dozens of Taoist incantations, she opened her mouth and took a deep breath:

hiss!

A chill ran down my spine.

The dreamlike Taoist nun blinked.

Wang Quan winked.

"Fellow Daoist, don't suppress your own yang energy! I can't absorb it!"

Wang Quan: "I didn't impose any restrictions!"

The dreamlike Taoist nun swayed her snake tail, floated up from the clouds to within a foot of him, and then inhaled sharply again.

hiss!

Wang Quan's long hair flowed freely, and with a cool breeze, it brushed against the face of the Dreamy Taoist nun.

The dreamy Taoist nun rubbed her cold stomach, looking aggrieved: "Please, stop teasing me, okay?"

"We need to hurry and practice our techniques!"

Wang Quan felt even more aggrieved: "I really didn't block out the yang energy!"

The dreamlike Taoist nun gritted her teeth, her snake tail slithering around him, then she hugged his head: "Hold your hair down, I'll take another breath."

Wang Quan held down his hair.

The dreamlike Taoist nun inhaled forcefully once again.

Suck!

A large gust of cool air was drawn into my stomach.

Wang Quan was about to explain when the Dreamy Taoist nun gritted her teeth and said, "Open your mouth! I refuse to believe I can't suck it in!"

Wang Quan opened his mouth.

hiss!

The dreamlike Taoist nun inhaled deeply for a while.

Finally, she rubbed her bulging belly, looking sad:

"Sprinkle flowers, you can go now!"

"Your illness is incurable; even Fairy Qin cannot cure it!"

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