The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Shen Yifei thought he had misheard.

"Saintess Luo, what did you say?"

"I'm telling you, from today onwards, you can only cultivate with me." Luo Qinghe's tone was calm. "The medicinal fragrance on your body has an aphrodisiac effect on female cultivators, and those who cultivate with you will become addicted. That's a fact, and I can't change it. But rather than letting you wreak havoc on the entire Qingyun Sect, it's better to keep you within the confines of one person."

Shen Yifei swallowed.

He couldn't quite grasp this woman's logic.

"Saintess Luo, are you trying to feed yourself to a tiger?"

"Feeding a tiger?" Luo Qinghe's lips curled up slightly. "What kind of tiger are you? At most, you're a snake, and a non-venomous one at that."

Shen Yifei was speechless.

At the peak of the Golden Core stage, half a step into the Nascent Soul stage, he can still curse with such confidence.

"Saintess Luo, aren't you afraid you'll become addicted to dual cultivation with me?"

"I won't," Luo Qinghe said firmly. "I've already reached the eighth level of the Ice Heart Technique, where my mind is as still as water, unmoved by external things. Your medicinal fragrance has no effect on me."

Shen Yifei sneered inwardly. Zhou Yuntong also cultivated the "Ice Heart Technique," but was only at the third level. She couldn't resist his scent. This eighth-level cultivator might not be accurate, but he might not truly be able to withstand it.

"Alright, since Saintess Luo has said so, what can I say?" Shen Yifei spread his hands. "Then we'll do as you say. No dual cultivation with other female cultivators, half the pills will be taken, and I'll only cultivate with you. Are there any other rules?"

"Not for now." Luo Qinghe stood up. "I'll come find you tomorrow night."

After saying that, she turned and left, her steps light and quick, her skirt fluttering, her back view incredibly beautiful.

Shen Yifei stood in the courtyard, watching her disappear outside the gate, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

"Little guy, you're in big trouble." Liu Mengli emerged from the cauldron, her green eyes fixed on the direction of the courtyard gate, a gloating smile on her lips.

"I know."

"You know nothing." Liu Mengli sat down opposite him. "This woman is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, half a step into the Nascent Soul stage. If you cultivate with her, and she gets any evil intentions, she can drain you dry with a single thought."

"She said that she cultivates the Ice Heart Technique and is unmoved by external things."

"You believe her just because she says so?" Liu Mengli scoffed. "When did you become so naive?"

Shen Yifei didn't reply. Of course he didn't believe it, but he had to agree whether he believed it or not. If he didn't agree, Luo Qinghe could deal with him on the spot. If he agreed, at least there would be room for negotiation.

"What do you think she's up to?" he asked.

Liu Mengli thought for a moment: "Two possibilities. First, she really wants to sacrifice herself to control you and prevent you from harming the female cultivators of the Qingyun Sect. Second, she wants to personally test whether the medicinal fragrance on you is effective for her and whether it can also improve her cultivation!"

"Is the second possibility more likely?" Shen Yifei asked.

"Much larger." Liu Mengli's green eyes narrowed. "She has reached the eighth level of the Ice Heart Technique and has hit a bottleneck. This kind of technique becomes increasingly difficult to break through as you progress. She is stuck at the peak of the Golden Core stage, just one step away from the Nascent Soul stage, and it may take her eight or ten years to take that step."

"So she thinks I can help her break through?"

"You helped Zhou Yuntong reach the threshold of the mid-stage Golden Core realm, and helped Fang Qing leap from the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm to its peak. Who in the Qingyun Sect doesn't know these things? Although Luo Qinghe is a Holy Maiden, she's still human and wants to break through. Your medicinal fragrance has miraculous effects on female cultivators; how could she not be tempted?"

Shen Yifei thought about it and felt that what she said made sense.

"What about tomorrow night?"

"What to do? Deal with her!" Liu Mengli stood up, stretched, and said, "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. If she genuinely wants to cultivate with you, then serve her well. If she wants to take you, then smash her with the Myriad Things Cauldron. Anyway, you have a trump card, what are you afraid of? Besides, you're well-endowed, she's definitely no match for you!"

Shen Yifei nodded, tacitly agreeing with Liu Mengli's statement.

Furthermore, with the Cauldron of All Things in hand, even a peak Golden Core cultivator isn't insurmountable. At worst, we'll perish together; who's afraid of whom?

The next evening, Luo Qinghe arrived on time.

She changed into a white nightgown, her hair was loose, and she wore no makeup, but even without makeup, her face was incredibly beautiful.

Shen Yifei ushered her into the house and poured her a cup of tea.

"Saintess Luo, have some tea."

"I won't drink." Luo Qinghe sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at him. "Come here."

Shen Yifei walked over and stood in front of her.

Luo Qinghe raised his head, his cold eyes fixed on him, his gaze sweeping over his face before moving down to his chest.

"Take off your clothes."

Shen Yifei was taken aback: "Now?"

"Now."

Shen Yifei didn't stand on ceremony. He quickly took off his outer robe, revealing his muscular upper body. After refining the giant ape, his muscle definition was more pronounced than before. His chest muscles were bulging, and his abdominal muscles were clearly defined, making him look quite intimidating.

Luo Qinghe's gaze swept over him, but her expression remained unchanged.

"Turn around."

Shen Yifei turned around.

Luo Qinghe pressed his fingers on his back, from his shoulders to his tailbone, with just the right amount of pressure, making his bones feel soft and yielding.

"Good physique." She withdrew her hand. "Turn around."

Shen Yifei turned around to face her.

Luo Qinghe stood up and reached out to untie the ties of her nightgown. The white nightgown slipped off her shoulders and piled up at her feet, revealing that she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

Shen Yifei's breath hitched.

He had seen many women's bodies in the Hehuan Sect, but Luo Qinghe's body was different from theirs. It wasn't the soft, fluffy white kind, but rather like jade—smooth, firm, and every inch of her skin radiant.

Below the collarbone, her breasts were neither too big nor too small, and perfectly shaped. Further down, she had a flat stomach and long, slender legs.

"Have you seen enough?" Luo Qinghe's voice was still so cold.

Shen Yifei swallowed hard: "I haven't seen enough."

Luo Qinghe's lips curled slightly, whether in a smile or a mocking tone was unclear. She walked to the bedside, lay down, turned to her side, and propped her head up with one hand.

"bring it on."

Shen Yifei climbed onto the bed and leaned over to look at her. She was even more beautiful up close. Although her face was cold, he was confident that he could melt her heart tonight.

"Saintess Luo, this is my first time cultivating with you, I'm a little nervous."

"What are you so nervous about? I'm not going to eat you."

"That's not necessarily true." Shen Yifei smiled and lowered his head to kiss her neck.

Luo Qinghe's body stiffened for a moment. But it was only for a second before he quickly relaxed.

Shen Yifei's lips were pressed against her neck, and he could feel her pulse beating very fast.

"Holy Maiden, didn't you say your heart was as still as water?"

Shen Yifei looked up at her.

Luo Qinghe bit her lip, closed her eyes, and frowned slightly...

But Shen Yifei remained unhurried.

The night is long, and there are many things to do. He needs to appreciate the real Luo Qinghe.