Holy Maiden, wait a minute. Why are you asking me to cultivate again?

"Master, about Du Lingfeng..."

Just as Su Fangyue was about to explain, Dongfang Huaizhen interrupted her, saying, "You don't need to say anything more about this."

"I always thought that Du Lingfeng was no good, so it's good that he's gone missing."

"Although the Tianwu Sect bears some responsibility for their disappearance within the sect, the Du family is not yet capable of holding the sect accountable."

"Yes, Master."

Su Fangyue breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that her usually righteous master didn't care about Du Lingfeng's death at all.

Dongfang Huaizhen paused, his narrow eyebrows furrowing: "However, it is estimated that demonic forces have appeared within the sect. You need to pay close attention to this matter."

Su Fangyue nodded: "Is it the Blood Demon Cult that suddenly appeared and is causing trouble?"

"It's hard to say."

"The methods of the demonic path are unpredictable and may have already extended their reach into the sect."

Just as Dongfang Huaizhen was about to continue speaking, Song Zhao's voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Your Majesty, this old servant has arrived."

Su Fangyue was speechless.

Why did you have to come at this time of year?

"Come in."

After being interrupted, Dongfang Huaizhen slowly said, "I'll give you a month to find out about the demonic aura within the sect."

She turned around and was about to escape the palace when she happened to see Song Zhao sweeping the floor with a broom.

"Hmm? There's something strange about this handyman."

A hint of doubt flickered in her calm, unwavering eyes, but she didn't dwell on it.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

Song Zhao was also stunned, never expecting to meet this legendary sect leader today.

You should know that he had been working as a menial servant in the Tianwu Sect for decades and had only met Dongfang Huaizhen twice.

She was still the same as before, with skin as white as snow, long and clear eyebrows and eyes, and pupils as black as deep spring jade. She wore a tight-fitting ice silk outfit, and her great figure was curvaceous. She had no trace of delicateness, but only the oppressive feeling of a supreme being.

"Um."

Dongfang Huaizhen responded and then departed in a flash of light.

"Cultivating immortality is truly wonderful. Decades have passed, yet the sect leader's appearance hasn't changed at all; she's still as beautiful as ever."

Song Zhao muttered to himself as he began to diligently clean the Holy Maiden's Palace.

By the time the cleaning was completely finished, it was already sunset.

"It's all cleaned up."

Song Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and put down the cleaning tools in his hand.

In the past, he couldn't clean the palace properly even after a whole day, but now, thanks to his cultivation and the blessing of his Dao body, he finished it in a single day.

"Once I reach the Foundation Establishment stage, I can tidy up the palace in half an hour."

When this idea popped into Song Zhao's head, he couldn't help but laugh.

When it's time to establish the foundation, will I still need to clean the palace myself?

I'm afraid I might be able to have my own independent cave dwelling.

"Finished cleaning?"

Su Fangyue appeared beside Song Zhao at some point and asked softly.

Song Zhao quickly bowed and said, "Reporting to the Holy Maiden, the entire palace has been cleaned and tidyed up."

"Hmm, well done. Come over to my place for a cup of tea," Su Fangyue said calmly, turning to head towards the inner area.

Song Zhao felt somewhat ashamed.

Previously, when cleaning the palace, Su Fangyue never invited him to drink tea to quench his thirst.

Although the two of them had a deep and intimate conversation last time, it's time to treat themselves better.

However, the act of drinking tea happens to coincide with the time when Su Fangyue was poisoned with aphrodisiac.

Previously, he had forced a lot of tea into Su Fangyue's mouth.

"I hope the saint is not the kind of person who holds grudges."

Song Zhao tidied his appearance and followed Su Fangyue.

The two arrived at a small pavilion, one after the other.

This small pavilion is one of the few open-air structures in the palace. Built on the lakeside, it is a place specifically for drinking tea.

"Try it, the Tianwu Sect's specialty, autumn tea."

Su Fangyue extended her delicate hand from her sleeve and poured Song Zhao a cup of autumn tea.

Clear liquid trickled from the spout of the teapot, filling the teacup to the brim.

"this......"

Song Zhao stood by the tea table, somewhat at a loss.

Could this tea be poisoned?

"Senior Heavenly Demon Pearl, could you please check if there's anything wrong with this tea?"

Some poisons are undetectable even by those with the Golden Core Divine Eye, like the love poison from last time.

The witch laughed heartily: "What are you afraid of? Su Fangyue doesn't have the same level of desire as Ye Ji, so you can just go for it."

"Don't be timid. The previous owner of the Heavenly Demon Pearl had countless Daoist companions, including goddesses, princesses, empresses, county princesses, demonesses, and so on... You're nothing compared to that!"

"Then may I ask, how did he die in the end?" Song Zhao replied irritably.

"Hahaha, that's terrible. He was hacked to death by a bunch of women, not a single piece of his flesh intact." The witch let out a wicked laugh. "But don't worry, after his lesson, I'll make sure you can walk through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to you!"

"You only have two now. I think Dongfang Huaizhen is quite good too. She's at the second level of the Dao Body realm. You should try to replenish her primordial yin!"

Song Zhao quickly interrupted, "Stop, stop, stop!"

"Senior, I'm asking if this tea is poisoned, and what does it have to do with women?"

The witch snorted, "Don't worry, the tea isn't poisoned at all."

"Besides, autumn tea, autumn tea, think about it carefully, isn't that practically begging...?"

Song Zhao suddenly realized, and looked up to meet Su Fangyue's arrogant almond-shaped eyes.

"This holy maiden will personally pour you tea? Aren't you going to drink it?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Song Zhao drank the whole cup of tea in one gulp, even though it wasn't poisoned.

"How is it? Is it good?"

Su Fangyue used her magic to lift the teapot and poured Song Zhao a full cup of tea.

Song Zhao nodded: "This old servant has finished his business. Finish this cup..."

"What's your rush? The way you forced me to drink tea back then was completely different from how you are now."

Su Fangyue rested her chin on her slender hand: "This pot of tea was prepared for you."

"what?"

Song Zhao thought to himself that the Holy Maiden really held grudges, so he couldn't be too cowardly.

"Your Holiness, I have done what I needed to do, so I will not keep you company any longer."

He got up and prepared to leave the pavilion.

"stop!"

Ignoring Su Fangyue's shouts behind him, Song Zhao continued walking.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me?"

Su Fangyue was so angry that her jade-like breasts trembled. She stood up, her eyes full of anger.

An old handyman dared to talk back to me time and time again!

Song Zhao remained deaf to their words and quickly left the pavilion.

"This is outrageous!"

"Song Zhao, you are a servant in the Holy Maiden's Palace, therefore you are my person!"

Su Fangyue panicked completely and grabbed Song Zhao with brute force.

"What do you intend to do?"

Song Zhao was pulled back into the pavilion, feeling somewhat frightened.

I almost forgot, this crazy woman is a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she could kill me in a heartbeat.

"I need your help in my spiritual practice!"

Su Fangyue dropped her pretense of aloofness and arrogance, pressing her cherry lips directly onto Song Zhao's...

After a passionate encounter, Su Fangyue pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Don't misunderstand. I felt that what happened last time could be helpful to my cultivation, which is why I did this."

Last time, she was spared three to five years of arduous training!

Anyone would be tempted by the prospect of gaining years' worth of cultivation results in just a few hours!

Song Zhao feigned understanding: "I know the Holy Maiden isn't after my body."

"You understand, that's good. I need you to treat me the way you did last time." Su Fangyue pressed down on me again, demanding domineeringly.

"Last time?"

Song Zhao was somewhat bewildered.

The difference between last time and this time is that I was very rude last time.

They didn't treat Su Fangyue like a human being.