Whose heretical cultivator relies on a rich woman to attain enlightenment?

"How many did you steal?"

"Hmm... I can't even count them all. How about I call out the master's name when I'm having an affair? So you can feel a bit involved?"

The cautious tone made Lu Cheng, who was holding his arms across his chest and planning to torture someone, almost choke on his food.

His feigned anger vanished instantly. Although he kept saying that he would eventually be driven crazy by this vixen, the two of them were indeed perfectly compatible and got along very well.

Judging solely from her appearance and image, Han Guang definitely belongs to the mature and dignified older sister type. She is the kind of person who likes to tease others and seems to have a free and unrestrained personality. She is always talking flirtatiously and is the kind of fox spirit who knows how to change positions as soon as she pats her butt.

but……

There is something called contrast.

The two lived together for several years, and aside from some minor hand gestures, they had never been intimate with each other, and even physical contact was very limited.

With a grin, Han Guang dropped the fresh vegetables in her hand and hopped over to Lu Cheng's side in a few steps. Her eyes were filled with curiosity and joy. She was genuinely happy to see Lu Cheng's rapid cultivation and, without even caring about the dirt, she reached out and poked the boy's face twice.

"Tsk, what are you doing?"

Faced with the doubts, Han Guang remained silent and smiled as he took out a bronze mirror from his pocket.

"..."

The figure reflected in the bronze mirror is a handsome African of purebred descent.

The medicine mixed with the impurities expelled from the body, like a layer of mud covering the body, even sticking the long hair completely, making it look nauseating.

His body smelled pungent and unpleasant, with a fishy, ​​medicinal odor. However, Lu Cheng's constitution was indeed good, and even in this state, he still had a wild beauty about him.

His mouth moved slightly.

Originally, he wanted to retort, but he found himself lacking confidence, so he just gave a cool snort.

"Hmph, long hair, short brains."

"This is the legendary body-tempering elixir, coveted by countless people. It was obtained from the Demon Suppression Division by your master after much effort."

"As long as you circulate your cultivation technique while soaking in the medicinal liquid, the medicinal effects will spread throughout your body. As for what's on my body, it's just expelling impurities. At this rate, it will only take seven consecutive days for your master to be considered to have entered the realm of cultivation."

"At that point, one punch and a cow will be no problem. Go away, go play somewhere else."

Han Guang's eyes were full of curiosity, and it wasn't feigned; she genuinely had never seen anything like it before.

Back in the day, she had used... no, she had seen the worst, most destitute lineage in her own sect. They all used top-grade Body Tempering Pills. When she first started cultivating, she used Body Tempering Pills, Qi Induction Pills, and Yuan Strengthening Pills. These kinds of treasures, which were hard to come by in Jingnan, were like candy to her.

He's the kind of person who, when out and about, casually slaughters a few of his peers and, when tallying his spoils, is too lazy to even take these kinds of pills.

Looking at Lu Cheng now, she felt a sense of déjà vu, like a city bumpkin seeing a cowherd for the first time in the countryside, and was even surprised to find that cow dung could actually be collected and used as firewood!

"Body tempering fluid... I've never seen it before."

"Huh? Weren't you a cultivator before? You always brushed me off when I asked you these questions before, but don't try to fool me this time."

Lu Cheng chatted while circulating his cultivation technique, his body completely submerged in the water with only his dark head showing. This sight caused Han Guang's expression to change drastically. He was about to reprimand Lu Cheng, but then he found that Lu Cheng was completely unharmed.

"Multitasking?"

Ordinary cultivators would need more than ten years to master the skill, but for Lu Cheng now, there is no such thing as a "bottleneck".

He possesses other people's memories, cultivation insights, and various techniques at his fingertips. In other words, corpses are his experience points; he only needs to accumulate energy to automatically level up. He can even acquire other people's moves by reading their memories.

There's a saying...

It grows stronger when facing a strong opponent; its true strength is unknown.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Speak up now."

Seeing that Lu Cheng was somewhat interested in his past, Han Guang did not change the subject as usual.

She rolled up her sleeves and sat behind the boy, using her fingernails to scrub away the dirt on the man's back. Pieces of dead skin peeled off, looking eerily like snakes molting. Then she grabbed a piece of skin and pulled it off forcefully!

"Hiss~"

I almost ripped his scalp off.

"Sir, do you really want to know?"

With one eye closed, she still looked nonchalant, but her tone became slightly more serious.

In the past, she kept quiet about her own affairs in order to protect Lu Cheng, for fear of implicating the little guy. But now that she has decided to embark on the path of immortality, it's only a matter of time before she finds out.

But at this moment, Lu Cheng suddenly tensed up, afraid that he would hear something he shouldn't have.

"Wait a minute, you don't have some powerful immortal husband, do you? And then you divorced him and took half of his cultivation?"

"……Clam?"

Han Guang's mind went blank for a moment.

"Or maybe you have some useless fiancé? And you go and break off the engagement to humiliate him, only for him to yell about how things change?"

"..."

"Or is it that you have a senior brother with extraordinary strength, and you falsely accused him of stealing your Foundation Establishment Pill, resulting in his cultivation being crippled for hundreds of years by our master?"

"..."

"So your surname is Liu? And your given name is Liu Ruyan?"

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

He tried hard to recall, but as a native of this era, Han Guang obviously didn't know about the other world reference. He pouted and forcefully stabbed his sharp nails into the boy's body!

She tore off a large piece, revealing skin as delicate as a baby's after impurities were removed.

Sure enough, he was born to be a gigolo.

She inwardly despised Lu Cheng, but made no attempt to hide it from his mouth.

"I used to be just an ordinary person. My family was in business and had quite a bit of wealth. We lived a comfortable life and had a happy family."

"Later, demons caused chaos, and my family was attacked by them, resulting in heavy casualties."

"I was rescued by my master when I was all alone. Seeing that I had some talent, my master simply took me up the mountain to cultivate."

"Once, a demon descended upon the world. All of us disciples of the sect joined forces but could not withstand it. Our master and fellow disciples died tragically in the process of suppressing the demon. In the end, only I escaped by chance and barely survived. I am ashamed to have failed our sect."

"I thought I could settle down and live a peaceful life after escaping, but I didn't expect that the demon was extremely fierce. Even though I escaped, I was seriously injured. It ruptured my meridians, damaged my dantian, and injured my very essence. I'm afraid I will never be able to recover."

"What happened next, sir, is something you'll find out later."

"After many twists and turns, I wandered here. I originally wanted to find a job, but I was attacked by bandits on the way and they sold me to a brothel. If it weren't for your help, Master, I'm afraid I would still be living a life of debauchery at the Red Sleeve Inn... No, not a life of debauchery, that's not right either."

"Finding joy in hardship?"

Lu Cheng almost fainted when he heard those few idioms. It turned out that he had ruined this little hussy's plans.

However, he naturally didn't take the last few sentences seriously, but rather keenly grasped the crux of the problem.

"What kind of demon is so powerful that even your entire sect couldn't withstand it?"

The boy couldn't help but feel a little curious, but Han Guang's next words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

"Extraterrestrial Demons".