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

"Lord Hanguang, what do you think of this?"

At home, in front of the dressing table, Han Guang is intently selecting various pieces of jewelry.

In fact, with her looks, she doesn't need any extra accessories. As long as she's willing to insert silver needles into the Fengchi acupoint and combine that with the circulation of spiritual energy at the two acupoints next to it, she can easily restore her original appearance.

Even after disguising herself, she still looked very pretty in the bronze mirror, but there was a strange feeling about her. Her features were very delicate, each one was beautiful on its own, but they just looked a bit out of place when put together.

But that's exactly the effect she wanted.

Seeing that Ruyu behind him was holding ornaments, he nodded naturally.

"Here, put on your green hat."

A bright green hat was placed on Hanguang's head.

The hat has two cute cat ears and is made entirely of fine cotton rope, clearly a fine handicraft. Due to its geographical location, Jingnan attracts a large number of merchants every day, especially before the outbreak of war.

Thus, the mascot hat named "Green Cat" entered the city, and with the recent cooler weather, many people went out to buy various warm items.

Here, Ruyu has been brought over.

"This is something only children would like."

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror wearing a green hat, Han Guang actually found the image quite cute. There were two little tails on his sideburns, and if you grabbed one of them and pulled it a little, the other ear would stand up high.

She dragged it from left to right, her ears perking up in turn. Despite saying, "Only little kids play like this," she was having a blast. The only downside was…

"Why does it have to be green?"

He muttered something.

She felt uneasy and cold-drenched after waking up today. She was also awakened by a nightmare. Although she usually appears carefree, she often dreams of her deceased fellow disciples and has some symptoms of battlefield PTSD.

Especially during the period immediately after his injury, whenever he closed his eyes, he would see that battle that brought together almost half of the world's top experts.

They chased him all the way from the snowy mountains of the North to the East Sea, and then from the East Sea to the Central Plains. After a battle in the Central Plains, they were able to escape for several months despite their serious injuries. Countless sixth-realm experts, dozens of seventh-realm experts, and even three eighth-realm experts died tragically at the hands of the extraterrestrial demons.

He was exhausted when he escaped to the vicinity of the Demon Suppression Abyss, but even so, he still dragged a half-eighth-realm expert down with him.

As for why it's one and a half...

Look, she's the other half.

Her face was still a little pale. For anyone, essence blood is the essence that the body has accumulated over many years. It's just that her injuries are too severe now, and she has not even half of her skills left. Otherwise, just this drop of essence blood would have been enough to kill those two evil cultivators on the spot.

"You know perfectly well that Young Master Lu has already become a disciple of Master Ji, and Master Ji will not stand idly by in this matter. Even if you wanted to help, why did you have to use your essence blood? Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would benefit immensely from this, yet you used it to save that little guy's life..."

She really didn't know what to say.

Despite the vast difference between Ruyu's and Hanguang's levels of understanding, if judged by the doctor-patient relationship, she could jump up and point at Hanguang and start criticizing him. Of course, the content would be limited to topics like "I worked so hard to treat you and you still went out partying."

"Oh well, I'm just a piece of trash anyway, and my essence blood can't do anything with me, so I might as well use it sooner rather than later. Using it sooner will also help it solidify sooner. It's no big deal."

Han Guang, on the contrary, seemed completely unconcerned. Unlike Ji Xiaoxiao, who had fallen in realm after failing to break through, Han Guang was now at the peak of the seventh realm. Despite her serious injuries, she was still strong enough to kill an entire city with a single slap.

However, the light content may differ.

She didn't drop in cultivation level; instead, she went straight to zero.

Yes, she's not even a Qi cultivator.

For cultivators, the most important thing is the Danfu, also known as the Dantian. Depending on the level of cultivation, the capacity varies, evolving from the initial Niwan to an egg, then to a teacup and a water vat, and continuously evolving until the Han Guang realm, at which point the Danfu is already a lake.

But unfortunately, the lake leaked, as if a dam had been blown up. The spiritual energy she had painstakingly accumulated over the years gushed out through the breach, leaving her unable to retain any spiritual energy within her body and unable to perform any Taoist magic.

This is why she used her blood essence to draw a talisman to save Lu Cheng's life. Strictly speaking, she only used half a drop of blood essence to draw the talisman, and the other half was used to throw the flying sword at him.

The destruction of the dantian is practically a death sentence for an ordinary cultivator, but an eighth-realm cultivator is capable of defying fate. If it were just a leak from one angle, it could still be remedied, but the problem is...

It's leaking from all sides.

She was like an inflatable doll with countless holes punched in it, unresponsive no matter how much she was inflated. This undoubtedly caused Han Guang to be in a state of self-abandonment for a long time, and the extreme contrast made her have many evil thoughts.

such as.

Possession.

If an inanimate object is to be refined into a body, then the organs of a living person must be used to fill it. Even if she refines a body, where will the dantian come from?

Many Nascent Soul stage cultivators choose to refine a physical body because they are dissatisfied with their appearance, but they only combine the two into one; their dantian and divine soul remain unchanged.

But after countless thoughts and struggles, Han Guang finally stabilized her Dao heart and did not take that step. For this alone, she was worthy of the title "Fairy Ye".

Ye Hanguang.

This was a name that was once as famous as Ji Xiaoxiao, and was even hailed by countless experts in the cultivation world as a dual-sword immortal.

"What are you saying?"

"You used to have five gaps in your dantian, but after decades of treatment, there is now only one left. Although this one is the most serious, it still shows signs of healing."

"Once the body heals smoothly, with your methods, you can easily return to your former self..."

At this point, Han Guang forcefully tugged at the green braid hanging down his sideburns.

The cat's ears are sticking up.

"You think I'm like that kid Lu Cheng? Breaking through every few days, huh?"

"With my dantian, it would be extremely difficult to return to its former level, no, even 70%. Even with the help of various rare and precious materials, it would take a hundred years to fully replenish my dantian."

"Sigh~ When will this end? Or maybe give me a torrential downpour, pouring down on me with a level of cultivation far exceeding my previous abilities, completely filling me up."

His words, delivered in a mournful yet thunderous tone, even made Ruyu a little uncomfortable. How come after a few years of playing in Jingnan, her master's speech had become increasingly outrageous? At this point, Ruyu suddenly realized something.

"You came to Jingnan precisely for the remnants of that extraterrestrial demon. Only his remnants can achieve the effect you desire, to thoroughly fill you up in one go..."

"Yes, so what happened to the information you gathered?"

"..."