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

A woman who takes the initiative is more terrifying than a beggar who hasn't eaten for seven days.

A woman who actively seeks something is more terrifying than a vengeful fugitive.

Song Zhao deeply understood this point.

Within the Holy Maiden's courtyard, wisps of Yin and Yang energies intertwined and merged within Song Zhao's body, circulating for several cycles before becoming an integral part of her physical form.

"Hey, old man, you can't put all your eggs in one basket!"

"You've now perfected the first level of your Dao body, do you understand? What you should be doing now!"

The witch, not satisfied with the fight scene, grumbled angrily.

Song Zhao relaxed his brows and responded mentally, "I'm helping someone else cultivate, senior."

"You're the one offering help! Doesn't your own cultivation level matter?"

The witch seemed to be acting strangely again, lecturing, "You should love everyone, understand?"

"You can't just help her cultivate; countless women in the world need your help!"

"Moreover, your most urgent task is to gather the primordial yin energy of a Golden Core cultivator to break through to the second level of the Dao Body!"

"Your current behavior is like a gambler betting everything in one place; you'll lose it all!"

Song Zhao wholeheartedly agreed with the last sentence: "Senior's advice is truly wise!"

"If you ask me, you should hurry up and get rid of the sect leader, or at the very least, the Grand Elder. Otherwise, your Dao Body won't be able to break through to the second level, which will hinder your progress!" The witch was very impatient.

"Okay, okay." Song Zhao frowned and then relaxed.

Half an hour later.

"Alright, I'm going into seclusion now."

Su Fangyue placed Lin Shuangwan's style clothes on the chair: "See you at the Tianying Gathering in three days. I'll give you a surprise then."

This arduous training has saved her from many days of hardship and she needs to retreat and reflect.

Song Zhao didn't press for details about the surprise, only hoping it wasn't Su Fangyue dressed as another woman.

Of course, it wouldn't be impossible to dress up as someone else.

The feeling of being both Su Fangyue and Lin Shuangwan was quite unexpected.

Once Su Fangyue entered the quiet room, Song Zhao wiped off the rouge and washed away the fragrance, changed into a set of dry clothes, and headed to the Grand Elder's palace.

He hadn't walked far when a beautiful woman, as if she knew he was going to pass by, stood not far away.

Upon closer inspection, Song Zhao discovered that the person who had arrived was none other than Sect Master Dongfang Huaizhen!

He quickly bowed and said, "Disciple greets Sect Master! We respectfully welcome Sect Master's victorious return from the extermination of the Blood Demon Sect!"

Dongfang Huaizhen, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, turned around as if she were holding two watermelons: "You really know how to talk."

"No wonder Fang Yue admires you so much."

"Even though you've killed many members of the Blood Demon Cult and rendered meritorious service to the sect," she said coldly, then suddenly rebuked, "that's not a shield for disobeying my orders!"

After he finished speaking, an extremely strong aura locked onto Song Zhao, rendering him unable to move, as if he had fallen into a cold cave.

That's the pressure of a Golden Core cultivator!

With just a gentle release of his aura to lock onto him, this minor Qi Refining cultivator could die without warning.

Dongfang Huaizhen was somewhat angry at this moment.

She originally thought that, according to the plan, with Song Zhao's attraction to women, she could easily sleep in Cui Yu's bed and extract the information she wanted.

To their surprise, when they met again, the other person came out of their beloved student's bed, making the two watermelons bounce around in anger.

"never mind."

Dongfang Huaizhen relaxed his breathing: "Have you noticed anything unusual about Cui Yu these past few days?"

Song Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and said without hesitation, "Sect Master's guess is correct; the Grand Elder is indeed acting strangely."

"But whether it is related to the demonic path is unknown."

Dongfang Huaizhen's eyes lit up: "Oh? What's strange about it?"

Song Zhao then revealed that someone outside was acting as her informant.

"I see."

Dongfang Huaizhen narrowed her beautiful eyes: "Keep an eye on the Grand Elder. The sooner you take her down, the better. Make her confess the truth in her pillow!"

"Otherwise, I will make you wish you were dead."

Her words carried a strong threat, consciously echoing several times in Song Zhao's mind.

"Take this."

As she spoke, a powder appeared in her hand: "This powder is called Yin Qi Powder."

"Spread it around, and over time the yin energy in your body will rise."

"Once the yin and yang in the body become unbalanced, that seductive woman will naturally lose control and ask you for help."

Song Zhao accepted the Yin Qi Powder with both hands, feeling astonished.

I never imagined the sect leader was so cunning, resorting to any means to achieve his goals...

"What if the Grand Elder's flirtatious behavior was just an act?" Song Zhao suddenly asked.

Based on his decades of experience, the Grand Elder truly knows how to eat; he's not just pretending.

"Ha, then you'll have to win her over too!"

"I won't say much more, just do as I say. I have other important matters to attend to."

After saying that, Dongfang Huaizhen disappeared from the spot without leaving a trace.

"So this is what a Golden Core cultivator is like?"

Song Zhao activated his divine eye and looked around, but couldn't find a trace of magical power fluctuations.

It seems our sect leader is a master at concealing his aura.

"That's not right. She's not a spy from the demonic path, so why is her ability to conceal her presence so advanced?"

Song Zhao patted his head, stopped thinking about it, and returned to the Grand Elder's palace the way he came.

In the small courtyard assigned to him within the palace, Lin Shuangwan left a letter.

The letter said that she had broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining and was going to participate in the training to become an inner disciple.

Once she officially becomes an inner disciple, I'll treat him to a good meal.

"Shouldn't she treat herself?" Song Zhao's lips twitched as he sat on the bed.

This night was destined to be long and extraordinary.

One quarter past Hai hour.

Cui Yu, dressed in a fiery red, form-fitting long dress, suddenly appeared on the roof beam, startling Song Zhao.

"Elder, what's going on?"

Sniff sniff—

Cui Yu floated in front of Song Zhao: "You really are a romantic playboy."

"You have two smells on you, one faint, which means you've been washing, and the other very fresh, which means you've only recently developed one."

"You've had affairs with both the Holy Maiden and the Sect Master?"

Cui Yu feigned shock on her radiant face, then smiled and traced Song Zhao's chest with her finger: "This elder has heard..."

"A passionate playboy will die a terrible death."

Song Zhao felt a chill run down his spine: "Elder, what brings you here so late?"

"Of course, we need to check how badly you are injured."

As Cui Yu spoke, she slipped her hand inside Song Zhao's clothes: "Wow, you recovered so quickly."

"Let me think... It seems that only demonic cultivators can recover their vital energy so quickly."

Song Zhao frowned, thinking that the Grand Elder was probably trying to bait him, so he said, "My constitution is different from others by nature. Grand Elder, haven't you crossed the line a bit?"

"Giggle giggle~"

"Crossing the line? Crossing what line?"

Cui Yu and Song Zhao's chests touched briefly before separating. Cui Yu covered her mouth and laughed, "You're my student, so it's normal for me to take good care of you."

"Don't be nervous. I'm just curious, what did you do with the Holy Maiden, and what did you do with the Sect Master?"

Song Zhao thought to himself that this was indeed the case, and cautiously said, "They came to me because of the Blood Demon Sect, since I killed a few members of the Blood Demon Sect before."

"Oh? Is that so?"

"A liar will have to swallow a thousand needles."

Cui Yu's smile was both alluring and dangerous.

Her magical power condensed into hundreds of golden needles around Song Zhao's body, each targeting one of his major acupoints!