Yunmeng Immortal Clan

After dealing with the aftermath of the village's affairs, before he could even examine the numerous spoils he had obtained from these demonic cultivators, he put away the Azure Lotus Magic Sword and the Xunfeng Shield. Relying only on a low-grade magic sword, he sped through the mountains and forests on his Cloud Steed, and finally caught a glimpse of a mountain manor standing proudly amidst the swirling immortal mist.

Above the plaque of the manor are three large characters. This is the Baiyun Manor, where Zhou Yunlan, a rogue cultivator in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, from Yunmeng Prefecture, as mentioned by the old man Ge Tongli.

As soon as Song Daoxuan stepped into the territory of the manor, several strong men on horseback, carrying bows and arrows, galloped over.

"Whoa~" The strong man's powerful arms pulled on the rope, and the horse immediately reared up and let out a neigh.

"This place is the abode of immortals, and outsiders are not allowed to disturb it. Please return immediately, or if you anger the immortals, you will be killed without mercy!" The leader held a long sword and stared sharply at the uninvited guests in front of him.

With a thought, Song Daoxuan discovered that none of these men possessed any cultivation aura. He realized that these strong men, though seemingly robust and burly, were actually ordinary people without any spiritual roots or aptitude. They were simply exceptionally strong, which is why this rogue cultivator, the White Cloud Manor Master, had hired them as guards for the manor.

Song Daoxuan didn't waste any words with these mortals. He made a hand seal, and a scorching fireball shot out from the seal. In the eyes of these mortals, the fireball pierced through an ancient pine tree as thick as a bowl.

Upon seeing this, the strong men dismounted, their faces filled with fear and confusion. It turned out that the person before them was not an ordinary person like them, but a cultivator like the manor lord, Zhou Yunlan.

These mortal laborers, quite sensibly, knelt down before Song Daoxuan: "Immortal Master, please calm your anger. We did not know you were a cultivator like the Manor Lord, so please forgive our offense! Immortal Master, please allow us to inform the Manor Lord beforehand whether you know him..."

"Get up! You are all mortals without any immortal roots. I am not so petty as to argue with you. Go and inform the manor lord that a physician surnamed Song has come to visit and wants to examine the manor lord's daughter's condition!" As soon as Song Daoxuan finished speaking, he handed a token to one of the strong men.

After the able-bodied men got up, one of them quickly took the token from Song Daoxuan's hand, and then rode his horse at full speed towards the manor.

Not long after, above Baiyun Manor, a middle-aged man dressed in white robes with gold patterns, wearing a cloak shrouded in ethereal mist, calmly flew towards Song Daoxuan's location.

Song Daoxuan felt a pressure, a pressure he had only ever seen in a few Foundation Establishment elders in his family. This elder was none other than Zhou Yunlan, a rogue cultivator from Yunmeng Prefecture, the master of Baiyun Manor, and a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The hem he was wearing was clearly a high-grade flying artifact.

Upon seeing a Foundation Establishment cultivator arrive, most Qi Refining cultivators would likely feel apprehensive, but Song Daoxuan remained composed, bowing slightly to the man and saying, "I am Song Daoxuan, and I have come to inquire about your daughter's illness..."

"So you're the physician Elder Ge mentioned...?" Zhou Yunlan lightly touched the cloth with her foot and leaped down like a swallow, the cloth automatically disappearing into her storage bag.

Song Daoxuan's cultivation level of the eighth level of Qi Refining was quickly revealed to Zhou Yunlan, who looked puzzled.

"My daughter's illness has been going on for a long time. We've invited many fellow cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage to take a look, but they've all been unable to cure her. Why does this old man Ge trust this young man so much and want him to take a look at my daughter's illness? Based on his cultivation level alone, I find it hard to believe that this young man has any way to cure my daughter's illness! But since he was invited by old man Ge, I'll let him take a look. If he doesn't have any skills, I'll treat him politely and then send him out of the manor..." Zhou Yunlan thought to himself in silence.

Soon, Song Daoxuan was led into the manor. The layout of the manor was similar to that of the imperial palace of a secular dynasty, but it was combined with the landscape, making the scenery blend into the painting and the painting into the scenery.

When they were led to a pavilion on a covered bridge, Zhou Yunlan called over a maid and whispered a few words in her ear. The maid bowed to Song Daoxuan, and under her guidance, Song Daoxuan arrived at a small room filled with fragrant incense.

Inside the room, a girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, lay on her side in bed. She wasn't tall, but she was charming and lovely, exuding a fresh fragrance. At the moment, she was only wearing a close-fitting undergarment, which further accentuated her tender and delicate body, which was just beginning to show.

"Who... are you? Why are you in my room?" Upon discovering a strange man suddenly appearing in her boudoir, the young girl's red lips parted slightly, and she tightened the blanket, revealing a shy expression.

"Young lady, please do not be afraid. I have come to treat your illness. If, after examining you, I am still unable to cure your ailment, I will tactfully leave without disturbing your rest!" Song Daoxuan was dressed in a black robe, and the room was extremely dimly lit, making it impossible for Zhou Yuling to see his true face.

However, upon seeing the visitor and learning that he was to be treated, he realized that this person was probably another hermit physician whom his father had invited from the world of cultivation.

Zhou Yuling is Zhou Yunlan's only daughter. Knowing that her father dotes on her, he always tries to help her alleviate her pain.

He had consulted so-called divine physicians before, but they all said the same thing: with a Yin-type body, one would not live past eighteen. Unless aided by the supreme Yang immortal artifacts of the cultivation world, a Yin-type body would ultimately be nothing more than a calamity for cultivators.

The so-called supreme yang immortal treasure is something that even the core-forming old monsters in the cultivation world would covet.

As the name suggests, in the cultivation world, besides spiritual roots, there are many other physical constitutions, but physical constitutions are ultimately just icing on the cake and fleeting.

What we hear more often are terms like "furnace physique," "Taiyin physique," and "Shaoyang physique." Those who possess these physiques are all cultivators with spiritual roots, but without the corresponding opportunities, these physiques are synonymous with short-lived cultivators and those with little fortune and a short life.

Those with the Xuan Yin constitution are born with the pain of cold air invading their bodies, and this pain is even more intense on the night of the full moon when the Taiyin energy is at its peak.

"Okay, please wait outside for a moment, sir, while I wash and dress up. Then please give me a diagnosis..." Zhou Yuling's voice was gentle, but her tone carried a forced quality, making her appear sickly. Clearly, this woman had been suffering from health problems for a long time.

Song Daoxuan temporarily left the house. A moment later, Zhou Yuling changed into a light blue dress and then called Song Daoxuan back in.

Zhou Yuling remained lying on the bed, looking very languid and weak.

"I'm ready. Please examine Yuling, sir!"

"Does this person really have a way to cure Yuling's illness? So many doctors have been completely helpless with Yuling's illness, saying it's a patient with a nine-out-of-ten chance of dying..." Thinking of this, a look of anxiety and dejection appeared on Zhou Yuling's face, and she was extremely depressed.

Song Daoxuan immediately prepared to take the pulse and locate acupoints to diagnose the patient.

However, the room was dimly lit, and before she knew it, she had pressed her hand against a soft object. Zhou Yuling's body swayed, and the girl let out a soft moan before grabbing Song Daoxuan's hand, her face flushed.

"Sir, not there!"

Hearing Zhou Yuling's reminder, Song Daoxuan finally came to his senses, said "Oh," and then showed a look of sudden realization. Reluctantly, he moved his hand from the wrong position to the correct one.

This time, Song Daoxuan took Zhou Yuling's pulse and channeled a pure spiritual energy into her body, instantly exploring most of her body.

Like the other immortal physicians, Song Daoxuan also sensed an extremely strong cold energy in Zhou Yuling's body, and determined that this cold energy was the source of the illness that had been affecting Zhou Yuling's health since childhood.

Song Daoxuan, who was precocious from a young age and had received alchemical education from Song Chuanyuan, compared the description in his mind with the descriptions in his mind and concluded that Zhou Yuling's physical constitution was the Xuan Yin Body that was widely known in the cultivation world.

"The Xuan Yin Body is born alongside the Immortal Root. Every day, cold air invades the body, causing unbearable pain. When the moon is full, the pain intensifies, reaching its peak at the age of eighteen. Most people in the world are unable to resist it. Only by constantly warming the meridians with extremely Yang substances can the curse of Xuan Yin be broken..."

Although the Xuan Yin Body is fierce, many ancient cultivators still managed to find pure Yang items to break it, thus discovering a wonderful use for the Xuan Yin Body. After breaking the Xuan Yin Body, the Xuan Yin Qi it carries will be transformed into Xuan Yin True Qi. If a woman with Xuan Yin True Qi can be cultivated with her, one can extract her Xuan Yin True Qi.

If the Profound Yin True Qi is used when breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage at the tenth level of Qi Refining, the success rate of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage increases by 30%. If it is used when condensing the Golden Core at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, the success rate can be increased by 10%.

However, after the ancient times, many traditions collapsed, and the Taiyin and Chunyang systems disappeared in the long river of time. Not to mention the orthodox Taiyin and Chunyang items, even items derived from them are extremely rare.

"This is quite troublesome! No wonder Zhou Yuling's father, Zhou Yunlan, exhausted all his resources and hired many Foundation Establishment stage immortal doctors, but they were unable to cure this disease. It turns out that this girl has such a constitution that leaves her with no way out..." Song Daoxuan sighed, feeling extremely injustice towards Zhou Yuling's fate.

If I didn't have the Qi Gathering Immortal Gourd, with my five spiritual roots and my path of cultivation, compared to Zhou Yuling, I wouldn't have been able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. I would have been destined to live a life of idleness and waiting to die in a cultivation family. How could I possibly have broken through to become a cultivator at the eighth level of the Qi Refining stage before the age of thirty?

The girl tilted her head, observing the extremely awkward expression on Song Daoxuan's face beneath his black robe. Her heart felt as if it had fallen into a deep pit, sinking into profound despair.

"Why is God so unfair? He gave me a father who loves me so much, but I don't have more time to spend with him. After I turn eighteen, I'm afraid my father will be all alone. Just thinking about this makes me feel a deep fear of death."

Just when the girl was filled with deep despair about her illness.

At this moment, Song Daoxuan's expression suddenly changed. Wait, the Qi-gathering gourd.

This Xuan Yin Body is indeed a difficult problem in the cultivation world, but I may not be without a way to solve it!

The Taiyin Dew, which is condensed into a single drop over ten years by the Qi Gourd, is clearly a lineage of Taiyin Moon Essence. However, in contrast, the Zixia Dew, which is condensed from the power of dawn, is very likely an energy completely opposite to that of the Taiyin lineage, namely, the energy of the solar lineage.

If this Purple Dew is truly pure and yang, it might actually have the same effect as the supreme yang spiritual objects mentioned in the cultivation world. Moreover, the Qi Gathering Immortal Gourd's status might even be higher than those supreme yang spiritual objects.

After all, there has never been any supremely yang spiritual object that could give rise to the Yin Dew and the Purple Dew, two items that seize the opportunities of creation from heaven and earth and thus make them its own.

"I don't mind using Purple Dew to treat Zhou Yuling, since it takes three months to condense a single drop. However, a single drop of Purple Dew can directly accelerate the ripening of a fifty-year-old first-tier spiritual herb. Zhou Yuling has only just entered the Qi Refining stage, so her body will definitely not be able to withstand the cleansing effect of this Purple Dew. After all, I've done experiments; a rabbit that swallowed this Purple Dew directly exploded into blood plasma..."

"As for how to conceal the secrets of the Purple Cloud Dew and the Qi Gathering Immortal Gourd from Zhou Yunlan, a senior in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I can easily evade the question by mentioning the family's inherited treasure dew. After all, the Qi Gathering Immortal Gourd is hidden extremely deep within my body. If the gourd's owner allows it, very few cultivators can easily investigate its secrets!"

Song Daoxuan gazed into the girl's clear almond-shaped eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, Miss Zhou's constitution must be the legendary Profound Yin Body. Does Miss Zhou often feel unbearably cold on the night of the full moon, as if her internal organs are being cut by knives...?"

Song Daoxuan compared his symptoms with Zhou Yuling's one by one, and Zhou Yuling nodded in agreement with each one.

"Could it be that this kind of constitution is destined to lead to certain death...?"

"I might have some confidence. Coincidentally, my ancestors possessed some precious dew imbued with extreme yang energy. If I could use this dew to cleanse Miss Zhou's entire body's meridians and bones, there would be a certain chance of breaking free from this condition. But if I fail, I will accept my fate and will not ask Senior Zhou to grant me any requests..."

As soon as Song Daoxuan uttered these words, he heard a voice transmission from behind him. To his surprise, it was Zhou Yunlan, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, who transmitted his voice.