Enduring humiliation for three years, seizing the elixir, the treasure, and the holy maiden.

"I thought it was something serious!"

"Since it's a spirit ore passed down from Su Zhen, it's naturally a different story!"

Han Ye could only manage an awkward laugh.

He bent down, picked up the rolled-up spirit contract from the ground, and wiped the dust off his sleeve.

"As an elder of a sect, how could I possibly compete for my own sect's true teachings?"

"I was confused just now."

"Pavilion Master Wang didn't explain it clearly to me either. It's all a misunderstanding."

He stuffed the rolled-up spirit contract deep into his sleeve.

Wang Chongshan stood behind Su Chen without saying a word.

"But then again..."

"Elder Han just mentioned that Master wants to build a large array to gather the source of spiritual veins, because the sect is short of spirit stones."

"I have taken this to heart."

"Since Master needs it, this disciple cannot pretend not to hear."

"The spirit stone is provided by Su."

"Thirty million or fifty million, Elder Han, name your price."

"I'll personally escort him to the sect's treasury gate later."

Han Ye's smile froze on his face.

That grand array of aggregations is real.

The array diagram is real.

It's true that the Supreme Elder wants to build it.

But Li Changfeng never mentioned asking Yanyu Pavilion to give him spirit stones from beginning to end.

Han Ye hadn't even bothered to calculate whether the sect's spirit stones were enough.

He was merely using this matter as a scabbard; the sword was his own, and the scabbard was engraved with the four characters "Supreme Elder."

If Su Chen were to deliver this knife to the entrance of the Luoyun Sect's treasury with 50 million spirit stones as collateral...

Li Changfeng asked a question.

When has the old man ever allowed the Misty Rain Pavilion to produce spirit stones?

If things get serious and they start investigating, I won't be able to explain myself.

Although Li Changfeng wouldn't do anything to him.

But he couldn't afford to lose face in front of so many disciples.

This is difficult...

"Master Su, why are you being so polite with me?"

"The true disciple has been away from the sect for several years, and now he has finally returned to Qingzhou."

"It's like coming home; why would I need to bring any spirit stones?"

"Besides, it's not easy for a true disciple to return once, so our sect must certainly treat him well."

"If we ask for the true teachings' spirit stones at this time, where will the sect put its face?"

"I, Han, will find a way to deal with the spirit stones."

Han Ye said with an awkward smile.

Su Chen naturally understood the little tricks this guy had up his sleeve.

"Elder Han is very kind."

Su Chen said with a smile.

However, Wang Yuyan, standing to the side, wished she could devour Han Ye whole.

Su Chen bowed to Han Ye.

"Elder Han, I've come back with Madam to visit Yanyu Pavilion."

"I'll rest here for a couple of days."

"Two days later, I will return to the sect to visit my master."

"If Elder Han returns first, please give my regards to my master."

Han Ye's waist bent another half inch.

"Definitely, definitely."

With a flick of his sleeve, a burst of spiritual light appeared beneath his feet, and three shield-like beams of light simultaneously rose into the clouds above the main peak.

They left even faster than they had come.

The cup of tea, now completely cold, still sat untouched on the corner of the stone table.

The wind rippled a fine ring around the tea noodles.

...

The spiritual tea in the main hall was changed three times.

Wang Chongshan sat upright in the purple bamboo chair at the head of the table, and took out the pair of walnuts again, rolling them happily in his palm.

"These past few years, I've been living a comfortable life as a father."

Wang Chongshan collected the walnuts.

"The mines are managed, the alchemy workshops are managed, and the mountain gates are open 360 days a year. No one in Qingzhou dares to reach out to these thirty-seven peaks."

"That incident just now was purely because I ran into a shameless person."

"You two don't need to worry about it."

Wang Yuyan held the teacup but didn't bring it to her lips.

Those eyes circled around the palace gate and landed on the pale purple figure standing outside the beaded curtain.

"father."

"Who is this...?"

The walnut in Wang Chongshan's hand almost rolled to the ground.

"this......"

"This is... cough."

Wang Yuyan placed the teacup on the table.

"What, you found a stepmother for your daughter?"

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Wang Chongshan straightened his sleeves, and then stroked his chin.

"Look at what you're saying."

"Each side has its own perspective."

"You don't need to call her Mom."

Wang Yuyan was speechless.

Su Chen took a sip of tea, suppressing his laughter beneath the rim of the cup.

The female cultivator in the light purple gauze dress was the most adept at handling interpersonal relationships at this moment.

He entered the hall in a few steps, bent his knees, and gave a proper salute.

"Greetings, Madam."

"My name is Liu Lan."

"I have never seen such a Taoist aura in all my years in Qingzhou, Madam."

"I was just behind the curtain wondering which great sect's fairy maiden has descended upon our little place."

A pair of hands took Wang Yuyan's teacup and replaced it with a new one, the movement so light that the water surface didn't even ripple.

Wang Yuyan was already furious, but this conversation left her with nowhere to vent her anger.

"...No need for such formalities."

"Please sit down."

Liu Lan sat down halfway, her bottom only touching the corner of the chair.

Wang Chongshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief at the head of the table.

The pair of walnuts were taken out again and rolled around even more enthusiastically.

...

The road inside the mountain has to turn down every now and then.

The mine tunnels of the spirit mine are inlaid with moonstones for illumination. The light is bluish-white, which illuminates the veins on the stone walls, revealing light gold streaks.

Su Chen walked ahead, his feet resting on the old tracks used for transporting ore back then.

The rail surface had long been worn smooth and shiny.

"Husband, slow down."

Wang Yuyan lifted her skirt and her delicate pink feet moved about.

After descending for several more miles, the mine tunnel suddenly opened up at its end.

The spirit pool remains, brimming with spiritual energy and shrouded in mist.

It was in this very pool that he and Wang Yuyan cultivated together.

Unfortunately, at that time, I was unaware of what kind of opportunity lay there.

Now that I've reached the Void Refinement stage, I've seen much more.

A spiritual pool inside a mountain has such a rich spiritual energy.

Firstly, it is connected to a spiritual vein underneath.

This is likely extremely low.

Su Chen had personally witnessed how deep the spiritual veins went, thousands of feet underground.

Secondly, there might be some kind of spiritual entity buried at the bottom of this pool.

Just as I was thinking this, I felt a weight on my shoulder.

A pair of delicate hands reached around from behind and hooked around Su Chen's neck.

The hem of her plain white dress was already half wet.

"My husband and I have been separated for several years."

Wang Yuyan rested her chin on Su Chen's shoulder.

"Now that we're revisiting this place, why not take good care of Yu Yan?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chen swallowed hard.

To be honest, Wang Yuyan has changed a lot over the years.

She possesses a gentle and delicate beauty, yet also has a face that resembles that of a fairy.

She is so gentle that it's irresistible.

It's definitely becoming more and more to Su Chen's liking.

The water in the spirit pool wasn't as cold as I'd imagined.

Water splashes...

Su Chen leaned against the pool wall, holding Wang Yuyan's delicate jade feet in his hand.

"You know that."

"The thing my husband is least good at in this life is showing tenderness and care for women."

Su Chen joked with a smile.

"Yu Yan naturally understands."

"Ke Yuyan is my husband's woman."

"My husband can do whatever he likes."

Now that those words have been said, how can I possibly tolerate it?

This woman is so skilled!

The dual cultivation technique is in operation.

The rising spiritual energy in the pool flowed into the spiritual apertures of the two people.

The spiritual energy stirred through Wang Yuyan's meridians inch by inch, pushing from her dantian all the way to her crown chakra.

The tingling sensation overcame reason.

Wang Yuyan almost fainted.

...