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

This technique is called the "Bone-Eating Great Technique." Once mastered, it allows one to inject an invisible stream of Yin energy into an enemy's body through magical artifacts or physical contact.

This yin energy will attach itself to the enemy's bones, gradually eroding the essence of their bones and transforming it into pure spiritual energy, which will then nourish the cultivator.

If the victim fails to break free from the Yin energy within three days, their bone marrow will be destroyed, and their entire body will turn into a meat pie!

This is essentially equivalent to plundering the foundation of others to nourish oneself!

"What an insidious technique."

"It's a pity that this Bone-Eating Technique has a cultivation threshold; one must be at least at the Foundation Establishment stage to cultivate it, and one must also temper one's entire skeletal structure, which is quite troublesome!"

Song Zhao sighed inwardly and put away the Bone-Eating Technique.

"Thank you for lifting the restriction, young lady. If I need anything else that can be lifted in the future, I will come to you again."

"You must be a long-term resident here, young lady?"

Xu Baili, who had been watching Song Zhao with some fascination, blushed and said after realizing what was happening, "Hey, he must be a long-term resident."

"But it's also possible that it will be moved to another location."

He really is an informant!

Song Zhao sneered inwardly, wondering how the Grand Elder could have found such a stupid informant who not only failed to hide the envelope properly but also answered every question.

"In that case, I shall take my leave."

He straightened his sleeves and left the shop.

Xu Baili rested her chin on her hands, gazing absently at Song Zhao's departing figure, lost in thought.

"How come I didn't notice how handsome he was yesterday?"

"Strange, he's clearly a man in his forties or fifties, why am I thinking like this?"

"The direction he went seems to be towards the Heavenly Martial Sect..."

"I don't know if Lord Cui knows him, but I've included some personal agenda in this letter!"

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After returning to Tianwu Sect, Song Zhao tidied himself up a bit and then went to the Holy Maiden's Palace.

The saintess said that once her vital energy was restored, they would cultivate together.

He dared not neglect the other party, and it was also a good opportunity to ask about the Tianying Society and the Grand Elder.

"A saintess?"

Outside the gate, Song Zhao stood waiting as usual, without barging into the palace.

"Hmm? You're feeling better?"

A moment later, Su Fangyue's light and melodious voice came from inside: "Next time, you don't need to wait outside the hall. Just come in directly."

"Thank you, Holy Maiden."

Song Zhao stepped into the main hall, abandoning his reserved demeanor outside, and strode towards the backyard.

"What tricks does the Holy Maiden want to play today?"

He immediately inquired about today's training content.

"You're getting bolder and bolder."

Su Fangyue, who was arranging flowers in the backyard, said indifferently, "Fortunately, there have never been many people in my palace."

"If others heard this, they would think I was a promiscuous woman."

Song Zhao stepped into the backyard and said with a smile, "The Holy Maiden looks quite like one when she's cultivating."

"You're incredibly audacious!"

Su Fangyue feigned anger, but she didn't actually get angry at Song Zhao.

If this cultivation treasure gets angry and leaves, besides the loss outweighing the gain, it will also make me feel a little sad.

"Huh? Holy Maiden, why are you wearing Fairy Lin's clothes?"

Song Zhao looked closely, his mouth slightly agape, somewhat surprised.

Su Fangyue, who usually prefers plain white dresses, changed into a knee-length blue short skirt and top, just like Lin Shuangwan's, today, revealing a section of her pinkish-white knees and slender calves.

She also unusually tied her hair up in a ponytail, which added a touch of neatness and efficiency to her otherwise aloof demeanor.

Even the style of the boots was the same as Lin Shuangwan's.

Su Fangyue walked slowly closer, her slender fingers trembling slightly, but she finally made up her mind and grabbed Song Zhao's belt.

Her ears were flushed, but she stubbornly raised her chin, her voice carrying a hint of defiance: "What, does this saintess not deserve to wear clothes like hers?"

Song Zhao wrapped his arms around Su Fangyue's slender waist: "What idea came to you?"

"A sudden inspiration."

Su Fangyue turned her head away, not wanting Song Zhao to see her shy expression: "Besides, don't you think it's quite exciting?"

"Tsk tsk, you're so sexy~" Song Zhao chuckled and observed her more closely.

It really looks like the real thing, and when she wears it, she looks even fuller and more voluptuous than Lin Shuangwan.

"How dare you speak to this Holy Maiden like that? It's extremely rude!"

Although Su Fangyue was always suppressed by Song Zhao when she was cultivating, she didn't like being suppressed by Song Zhao normally.

Song Zhao scooped Su Fangyue up in his arms and said with a mischievous grin, "This is nothing!"

"That would be even more rude."

"Outside, you are the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Martial Sect, and a leading figure among the younger generation in Xuanzhou."

"But for me, it's not just one..."

As Song Zhao's cultivation improved, his courage naturally grew.

Holding Su Fangyue in his arms, she felt humiliated.

But instead of refuting her, she was even more eager for Song Zhao to say something even more outrageous.

Having been bound by rules and regulations for the first half of her life, she naturally became devoted to someone who could break those rules and etiquette.

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Meanwhile, in the Grand Elder's palace.

Still dressed in a fiery red dress, Cui Yu looked up at the sky, flicked her finger, and knocked down a fake swallow that had blended into the flock of swallows.

The fake swallow turned into an envelope in her hands.

Opening the envelope, she first smiled: "That girl Bai Li actually asked me to find someone. There are at least three thousand, if not five thousand, disciples in the Tianwu Sect. Where am I supposed to find someone for her?"

"Huh? This portrait, this description..."

The envelope contained a rough sketch of Song Zhao, along with some descriptions.

"Song Zhao?"

Cui Yu stroked her chin: "Why is Song Zhao going to the shops that have been reopened?"

"Oh, right, it's reasonable that he killed Du Lingfeng, so it's also reasonable that he unlocked Du Lingfeng's ring."

"But there are many barrier-breaking masters in the market, why did he choose Bai Li in particular?"

Cui Yu felt increasingly uneasy.

A menial cultivator suddenly experienced a surge in cultivation, and was then placed into the sect leader's palace as a disciple.

Then they encountered a surprise attack from the Blood Demon Cult.

After the raid, he went to Xu Baili's illegal shop.

"Did he see the letter I wrote to Bai Li?"

Cui Yu's body stiffened, and he strode out of the palace: "Should I go to Bai Li's place myself?"

"No, no, I don't know how many people are watching me right now. I'd better not leave the palace grounds."

"But if Song Zhao sees the contents of the letter, I'm afraid the Tianwu Sect won't tolerate me."

After much deliberation, she finally wrote two letters.

A letter was written to Xu Baili, inquiring whether Song Zhao had exhibited any unusual cultivation level at the time, and whether the contents of the letter had been seen.

Another letter was written to another informant within the clan, instructing him to keep a close eye on Song Zhao at all times and report back immediately if any unusual situation was discovered.

Thud thud —

The two letters transformed into two birds and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

This is a magical illusion, extremely sophisticated. Even a Nascent Soul expert cannot see through the bird's disguise, making it the best means for Cui Yu to send messages.

"Song Zhao, you absolutely mustn't ruin my plans."

"But if he really finds out who I am, should I kill him, or make him one of us?"

"Hmph, I'd rather use my body to influence him; then he won't be able to escape my grasp!"