Burial Furnace

"The cremation hall is separate and has its own barrier. Even if someone is in the front hall or in the small building, their spiritual sense cannot enter. It's a kind of security measure—after all, there might be some bodies that weren't put into body bags."

Hua Nongying's voice was soft, with a hint of lazy laughter.

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up immediately.

This design is fantastic.

In this way, even if Hua Nongying lived in the small building, she would not be able to see through the mystery of cremation.

He couldn't help but turn his head to glance at her.

This woman is not only beautiful, but also incredibly thoughtful.

They then went to the storeroom in the back hall, where they also installed luminous pearls.

Not big.

There was a wooden cabinet against the wall.

In the corner, there was a small control room.

The control room was narrow, barely enough for one person to turn around.

On the wall directly in front, there are two palm-sized pivots.

The hub is made of polished bluestone with a smooth surface and a groove in the center that is just big enough to hold a spirit stone.

"We need to put spirit stones in here to maintain the operation of the array that blocks divine sense," Hua Nongying said, pointing to the pivot on the left.

She then pointed to the one on the right: "This is the key to activating the cremation array. Once you put in a spirit stone, the array will automatically operate and incinerate the corpse. However, this array consumes a considerable amount of resources."

Zhang Yuan nodded.

There's no need to place spirit stones at the core of the Heartfire Formation, since you have your own Immortal Transformation Furnace.

Hua Nongying led him into the lounge.

Press the switch, and several luminous pearls light up instantly.

A wooden bed was placed against the corner of the wall, covered with a newly quilted blanket that felt soft and fluffy to the touch.

There is a wooden table next to the bed.

In the corner, there was a small kitchen with a stove made of blue bricks. On the stove was an iron pot with a wooden lid that fit perfectly.

The water tank was placed against the corner of the wall, and an array was set up inside the tank so that it could automatically generate clean water.

"There's another door here that leads to the courtyard over there." Hua Nongying walked to the corner of the wall and pushed open an inconspicuous little wooden door.

Suddenly, a rich floral fragrance wafted over.

The winding path paved with bluestone slabs leads to every corner of the courtyard.

The path is lined with all sorts of flowers and plants.

There were red roses, yellow chrysanthemums, purple lavender, white jasmine, pink peonies... and some flowers that Zhang Yuan couldn't name, all different shapes and colorful, blooming in the moonlight.

Dewdrops clung to the petals, shimmering in the moonlight like countless scattered diamonds.

A gentle breeze blows, the flower branches sway softly, and dewdrops roll off the petals, dripping onto the bluestone slabs with a soft sound—drip, drip, like the whisper of the night.

"These flowers are seeds I brought from the Hehuan Sect." Hua Nongying bent down and stroked a pale purple flower.

Her movements were very gentle, as if she were afraid of disturbing the flower's dream.

The flower trembled slightly at her fingertips, as if responding to her touch.

"They are not only beautiful to look at, but they can also gather spiritual energy." She straightened up and looked at Zhang Yuan. "Cultivating in the courtyard is much more effective than cultivating outside."

Zhang Yuan nodded, his gaze falling on her—she stood among the flowers, her purple gauze dress fluttering gently in the night breeze, her long, black hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, a few strands blowing in the wind, gleaming softly in the moonlight.

The two walked through the flower path and entered the two-story building.

The first floor consists of the living room and kitchen.

The living room is spacious and bright, with spotless blue brick flooring.

In the very center were several wooden chairs and a coffee table. The coffee table was made of fine nanmu wood, with clear wood grain and a warm luster.

On the coffee table is a set of purple clay teaware, and next to it is a small bronze incense burner with exquisite patterns carved on the lid.

In the kitchen, the stove was clean and tidy, and the cupboard was already stocked with bowls and chopsticks—the porcelain was delicate, the glaze was pure white, and it shone with a soft light under the illumination of the luminous pearl.

Hua Nongying led him into the storage room on the first floor.

There is also a hub here, slightly larger than the cremation hall, with more runes engraved on the bluestone surface.

"This is also where spirit stones are placed to maintain the operation of the array that blocks divine sense," Hua Nongying explained, her fingers lightly tracing the key points. "If an enemy tries to force their way in, the defensive array can be activated immediately."

She paused, then added, "The array that blocks divine sense requires one mid-grade spirit stone per day. If you activate a defensive array, the consumption is even more terrifying—you must keep a high-grade spirit stone on hand. Of course, a defensive array might not be activated even once a year. No one would be foolish enough to rush in."

Zhang Yuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

He doesn't even consider a mid-grade spirit stone a threat right now.

Not only can cremation earn him spirit stones, but he can also draw talismans. He draws an invisibility talisman for Zhou Lie every day. Although he is being exploited, it is still a stable source of income.

Hua Nongying led him upstairs to the second floor.

The stairs were made of wood and made a slight creaking sound when stepped on.

The handrails are polished very smoothly and feel warm to the touch.

On the wall at the corner of the stairs, there was also a luminous pearl, emitting a soft glow.

There are six rooms on the second floor. The doors are all brand new wooden doors with exquisite little signs hanging on them, which read "One", "Two", "Three", "Four", "Five", and "Six" respectively.

"You'll be staying in this master bedroom." Hua Nongying pushed open the innermost door with the number 1 written on it and went inside.

The room is very large.

The floor was covered with a thick carpet, a deep, dark red color, which was soft and smooth to the touch, making no sound at all.

Four luminous pearls, each the size of a pigeon egg, are embedded in the wall, emitting a soft white light.

The wooden bed is spacious enough to comfortably accommodate five people. The bed frame is made of fine mahogany and is carved with exquisite patterns.

The bedding on the bed was all new, with a bright red silk cover embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, the stitches were fine and the colors were vibrant.

The mattress was thick and soft to the touch, with a faint, pleasant scent of herbs and wood.

There was a dressing table next to the bed, and a bronze mirror was placed on it.

The mirror surface is polished to a high shine, clearly reflecting people's images.

There's also a large wardrobe in the corner, spacious enough to hold clothes for all four seasons.

In the center of the bathroom is a small bathtub, the walls of which are made of white jade, smooth and warm to the touch.

There is a small drain hole at the bottom of the pool, and a water inlet next to it, connected to a copper pipe.

Hua Nongying told him that a water tank was set up on the roof, and there was an array inside the water tank that could absorb moisture from the air and convert it into clean water for storage.

Simply turn on the switch, and hot water will flow from the copper pipes, filling the bathtub.

Zhang Yuan was filled with mixed emotions.

In both his past lives, he had never lived in such a luxurious mansion.

This is comparable to the presidential suite of my previous life.

Seeing that he was staring intently, Hua Nongying smiled slightly, then pulled him out and pushed open the door to room number two.

"I'll stay in this room. After all, I'll probably be staying here once a month from now on."

Zhang Yuan peeked out.

It's slightly smaller than the master bedroom, but equally exquisitely decorated.

Three luminous pearls were embedded in the wall, emitting a soft light.

The bed was neatly made, and the dressing table and wardrobe were all provided.

A small pot of pale purple flowers sat on the windowsill, swaying gently in the night breeze.

Hua Nongying pushed open several other doors.

"These four rooms are for Jiaojiao, Liu Mei, Jiang Yao, and Hua Jinhuan." She turned to look at Zhang Yuan, a faint smile in her clear, autumn-water-like eyes.

Zhang Yuan nodded and said happily, "Okay."

A strange joy welled up in his heart.

From then on, this small building became his residence, and beautiful women would often come to visit.

They would stroll around this little building, admire the flowers in the courtyard, drink tea on the terrace, and even cling to his arm and act coquettishly.

Just thinking about it is wonderful!

She then showed him the cultivation chambers, which consisted of four in total. They were completely soundproof, with soft carpets on the floor, allowing him to sit cross-legged and cultivate directly.

"I'll spend the night here. Tomorrow, we'll practice again. I'm going to rest now..."

After Hua Nongying finished speaking charmingly, she gracefully walked into her room and closed the door behind her.

But it wasn't closed completely, leaving a gap.

Soon, the sound of rushing water came from inside.