Burial Furnace

Zhang Yuan continued to stroll on the street.

He asked several female cultivators, but none of them were disciples of the Holy Maiden Sect.

Some female cultivators were too lazy to even pay attention to him and simply walked past him.

"Does that mean we still have to go to the Saintess Gate to find her?" Zhang Yuan said helplessly.

The Saintess Gate is a hundred miles away from Qingmu Town, which is neither too far nor too close.

But there are too many wild beasts in the mountains.

How could an old man at the third level of Qi Refining possibly withstand it?

If things go wrong, you could be eaten by a wild beast.

Moreover, even if he went to the Holy Maiden Sect, he might not be able to see Liu Ruxue.

How could one possibly meet a saintess of the Holy Maiden Sect so casually?

……

It was just getting dark.

Two male cultivators arrived, dressed in tattered Taoist robes, and carrying a strong smell of blood.

They wore satisfied smiles, and their storage bags at their waists were bulging, clearly indicating that they had just completed a "deal".

"Boss, dispose of the body," the burly man with a thick beard said casually.

So Zhang Yuan took them to the backyard and cremated the five corpses: three Foundation Establishment cultivators and two Qi Refining cultivators. This increased his lifespan by about a year and slightly improved his talent.

The burly man with a thick beard readily took out six mid-grade spirit stones and ten low-grade spirit stones and gave them to Zhang Yuan.

Night was falling.

The shop door was pushed open again.

Qi Jiaojiao walked in, accompanied by a rich fragrance.

A faint smile graced her face, and her eyes sparkled with captivating charm.

She closed the door behind her and bolted it, the movements fluid and natural.

She took two corpses out of the storage bag and threw them into the stove.

They are all in the foundation building stage.

Zhang Yuan's lifespan increased by about one year.

"It's late, let's go to sleep?" Qi Jiaojiao turned around, took Zhang Yuan's hand, and walked into the room.

Zhang Yuan's lips twitched.

This vixen is quite adept at paying off debts overnight.

As dawn broke, morning light streamed through the paper windows into the room, spreading a pale golden hue across the floor.

Qi Jiaojiao was still nestled in Zhang Yuan's arms, her long hair scattered on the pillow, and a lazy blush on her face.

Her fingers traced light circles on Zhang Yuan's chest, her voice laced with a languid charm: "Old man, I couldn't control myself last night, but you acted as if nothing had happened. You have the same constitution as the Yin-Yang Ancestor."

Zhang Yuan didn't speak, he just stared quietly at the ceiling.

"If you can comprehend the Yin-Yang Rejuvenation Technique," Qi Jiaojiao raised her head, looking into his eyes, "I will absolutely not reveal it. I will always be your support, and even my master will be your support. My master is a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, not only powerful, but also incredibly beautiful and charming."

Zhang Yuan was silent for a moment, then asked, "What is the current situation of the Hehuan Sect?"

Qi Jiaojiao's eyes dimmed slightly, and she sighed, "It's terrible. There are only a dozen or so disciples left in total. My master was the strongest, at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. Her master's generation all perished long ago. The rest are my generation."

Actually, we don't seduce men; it's the men who covet our beauty, wanting both wealth and sex, which forces us to fight back. Otherwise, those righteous sects wouldn't tolerate us and would annihilate them without hesitation.

She paused, then added earnestly, "That's why we dream of finding a second Yin-Yang Ancestor."

"You really haven't intentionally harmed any men?"

"Of course not."

"You're lying," Zhang Yuan said irritably. "You were trying to harm me last night."

"Last night I was just testing your constitution, but I would never have harmed you," Qi Jiaojiao earnestly explained.

Zhang Yuan looked into her clear eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "I haven't mastered that kind of technique yet, I'm really not lying to you."

Qi Jiaojiao did not ask any further questions.

She got up, dressed, and flew away on her sword.

Hehuan Sect.

In a secluded valley, there are several ancient buildings.

The buildings are filled with all kinds of flowers and plants, a riot of colors, each vying for attention.

A faint floral fragrance filled the air, and occasionally a few colorful butterflies fluttered by.

Deep within the valley lies an exquisite cave dwelling.

A plaque hangs at the entrance of the cave dwelling, bearing three elegant characters: "Hundred Flowers Abode".

Qi Jiaojiao landed in front of the cave, straightened her clothes, and gently knocked on the stone door.

"Master, your disciple Jiaojiao requests an audience."

The stone gate opened silently.

Qi Jiaojiao went inside.

Inside the cave, a female cultivator sat cross-legged on a futon.

She looked to be in her early thirties, with an extremely beautiful face and exquisite features that seemed to be God's most prized creation.

Her skin was as white as jade, with a radiant glow.

She had a voluptuous yet slender figure, wearing a purple gauze dress with a slightly open neckline, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

She exudes a unique charm of a mature woman, alluring yet not seductive, captivating yet dignified.

She is the current sect leader of the Hehuan Sect—Hua Nongying.

"Master." Qi Jiaojiao walked up to her and bowed respectfully.

Hua Nongying opened her eyes and glanced at her: "What is it?"

"Master, your disciple has found a man with extraordinary talent..." Qi Jiaojiao's voice was filled with excitement, "He has the same physique and the same talent as the Yin Yang Ancestor."

Hua Nongying's brow twitched slightly: "Oh?"

"Moreover," Qi Jiaojiao lowered her voice, "this disciple suspects that he may have already comprehended the Yin-Yang Rejuvenation Technique."

A flicker of surprise crossed Hua Nongying's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. She shook her head and said calmly, "For thousands of years, no one has been able to comprehend that technique. You're so sure this mere old man has?"

"Master, I haven't made a conclusion, I only have a suspicion," Qi Jiaojiao quickly explained. "I saw that he had exceptionally strong vitality before, so I gave him a cultivation technique. Last night I spent the night with him and found that his primordial yang energy was inexhaustible, as if it would never run dry. He doesn't seem like an eighty-year-old man at all."

Hua Nongying pondered for a moment, then said, "He is exceptionally talented, and his potential is probably great. But if things continue like this, he will soon become a corpse. You must not do what you did last night again. If you cause his death, your sin will be heavier. When you advance to the Nascent Soul stage in the future, you may not be able to survive the Heavenly Tribulation."

"Master, I would never harm him," Qi Jiaojiao solemnly assured her. "I never harm any good person. But Master, he truly possesses extraordinary talent and is unlike anyone else. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

I'll go see it when I have time.

Hua Nongying became slightly interested. After pondering for a moment, she actually agreed. After speaking, she closed her eyes and continued her cultivation.

"If Master goes, he'll surely discover his extraordinary qualities. Perhaps, our Hehuan Sect can be saved!"

Qi Jiaojiao was secretly delighted and quietly withdrew.