Burial Furnace

The female cultivator deliberately dragged out the last syllable, her alluring eyes fixed on Zhang Yuan: "I'm just a weak woman, coming alone. Boss, you'd better give me a discount."

Zhang Yuan cursed inwardly, "You, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, flying around on a sword, and you call yourself a weak woman? I'm the real weak old man, okay?!"

But he put on a smile: "You flatter me, fairy. My shop has clearly marked prices and I treat everyone fairly, young and old. My prices are already the lowest in the entire continent."

"But I still think it's too expensive." The woman pouted, putting on a pitiful look. "Boss, look how sincere I am to come see you so late. How about... you give me a discount? Half price, how about that?"

Zhang Yuan's lips twitched.

Just as he was about to refuse, the female cultivator spoke again: "I promise, as long as you give me a discount this time, I'll definitely help you promote your business. Which of our Hehuan Sect's senior and junior sisters doesn't need to deal with corpses? I'll introduce them all to you, and you won't have to worry about not having business!"

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up.

That's a good point.

The beautiful female disciples of the Hehuan Sect are all engaged in the business of absorbing yang energy to replenish yin energy, and they have an enormous need to destroy evidence of corpses.

If we can get in touch with this person, we won't have to worry about business anymore.

He pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll only charge you half price. But you'd better keep your word, fairy, and introduce more business to me in the future."

"Of course!" The female cultivator beamed.

So Zhang Yuan took her to the backyard.

Under the moonlight, the huge brick furnace stood quietly, with traces of yellow mud still remaining on its walls from the daytime application, making it look quite rudimentary.

Zhang Yuan pointed to the furnace opening and said, "Fairy, just throw the corpse in, and the formation will activate automatically. It will turn to ashes in a moment. However..."

He changed the subject: "I need to examine the body first."

A flicker of wariness crossed the female cultivator's eyes: "Why are you examining the corpse?"

"The fairy said it was the fifth level of Qi Refining, but my formation adjusts the firepower according to the cultivation level. If it's a Foundation Establishment stage corpse, the firepower won't be enough to burn it clean, which would be troublesome. So, I need to check the thickness and density of the leg bones to roughly judge the cultivation level, so I can have a better idea."

Zhang Yuan made up a story off the top of his head.

In reality, he was worried that the other party would use a Foundation Establishment stage corpse to impersonate a Qi Refining stage corpse in order to take advantage of him.

After all, the price for a Foundation Establishment corpse is a hundred times that of a Qi Refining corpse, and he didn't want to be ripped off.

The woman's eyes darted around, and then she suddenly giggled.

She stretched out her two snow-white arms and wrapped them around Zhang Yuan's arm, gently shaking it.

"Please don't look, boss—looking at a corpse could cause you trouble later, and it might even bring me trouble!"

Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of coquetry, like a piece of honey slowly melting on the tip of her tongue.

Zhang Yuan's arms sank into two soft mounds, and through the thin gauze skirt, he could even feel their amazing elasticity and warmth.

A surge of heat rushed to his head, and his old face instantly turned red.

Since he grew old, apart from that one absurd night with Liu Ruxue, when had he ever had such intimate contact with a woman?

Moreover, she is such a beautiful and charming woman.

"This vixen... she's so good at seducing people." Zhang Yuan's heart was racing, and his breathing became rapid. How could he possibly say a word of refusal?

Moreover, he was eager to cremate the body and prolong his life.

Every second wasted was a worry that things might go wrong, and the business might be ruined.

"Okay, okay, I believe you," he said breathlessly, his voice trembling slightly.

The woman then released him with satisfaction, took two steps back, and gave him a flirtatious wink.

He took out a bulging body bag from the storage pouch at his waist.

It was thrown into the furnace.

"boom--"

A fierce, dark golden flame suddenly erupted from the furnace!

In just a few breaths, the body bag and the corpse inside were completely reduced to ashes.

Not even a wisp of smoke drifted out.

The woman stared in disbelief, only recovering after a long while. She exclaimed repeatedly, "Amazing! Amazing! It's even better than the intermediate-level cremation talisman I used!"

Little did she know that this was not due to the formation at all, but rather the divine power of the Immortal Transformation Furnace.

At the same time, a rich source of primordial power quietly emerged from the Immortal Transformation Furnace and flowed into Zhang Yuan's body.

Warm and gentle, like the warm winter sun, it gradually awakens the long-dried vitality within him.

His lifespan is increasing rapidly.

Originally, he only had twenty days left to live, but now he has suddenly gained six months!

Zhang Yuan was overjoyed.

"for you."

The demoness took out a low-grade spirit stone and stuffed it into Zhang Yuan's hand.

Her fingertips brushed against Zhang Yuan's palm, intentionally or unintentionally, with a slightly alluring ticklish sensation.

"Boss, my name is Liu Mei," she said with a smile. "I'll come back to see you again. Don't forget to give me a discount!"

After saying that, she chuckled, leaped into the air, and soared into the sky on her flying sword, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Only a faint fragrance remains, lingering in the air.

"The demoness of the Hehuan Sect... truly lives up to her reputation."

Zhang Yuan shook his head, turned around, closed the shop door, and bolted it shut.

He sat cross-legged on the futon, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the "Nine Revolutions Golden Body Technique".

Soon, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his absorption speed of spiritual energy was almost one percent faster than before!

Although the increase is negligible, it means that his talent is indeed improving!

Even if he only improves a little bit every day, over time, he will eventually become a true genius!

At this moment, Liu Mei had already returned to the Forget-Worry Mountains on her sword.

The Forget-Me-Not Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, with towering peaks and swirling clouds and mist.

Ancient trees reach for the sky in the mountains, and vines hang down. Occasionally, the roars of monsters echo from the deep valleys, shaking the leaves.

Deep within these mountains lies a majestic peak called "Forget-Worry Peak".

The pavilions and towers on the peak are hidden among the clouds and mist, brightly lit, with the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments drifting in the air, mixed with the laughter and coquettishness of women, like a fairyland on earth, or a gentle paradise.

This is the Hehuan Sect.

Liu Mei landed on her sword in front of a courtyard halfway up the mountain.

The courtyard is not large, but it is exceptionally exquisite and elegant.

Several peach trees were planted in the courtyard, and they were in full bloom, their blossoms glowing with a soft pink light under the moonlight.

Under the tree was a stone table and several stone stools. On the table was a pot of leftover wine and a few wine cups.

This is Liu Mei's residence.

She sheathed her flying sword and was about to go inside to rest when several sword lights flew in from outside the mountain gate and landed at the entrance of the courtyard.

The leader was a woman in a purple dress, about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks, a plump figure, and a voluptuous chest. She swayed gracefully as she walked, like a willow swaying in the spring breeze.

Behind her were three or four women, each a beauty among beauties, some pure, some charming, some aloof, each with their own unique charm.

"Junior Sister Liu Mei, you're finally back!" The woman in the purple dress greeted Liu Mei with a beaming smile as soon as she saw her. "We were just talking about you. Where did you go having fun tonight? Were you flirting with some handsome young man again?"

"Senior Sister Hua is too kind," Liu Mei chuckled, covering her mouth. "I don't have the leisure for such things. I have important business to attend to tonight."

Another woman in a yellow shirt leaned closer, blinking her bright, lively eyes, and asked curiously, "What important business is it? Did you go to kill someone?"

Liu Mei didn't hide anything and said frankly, "I did kill a fool tonight. A rogue cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment dared to flirt with me because he thought he was handsome, so I sent him on his happy journey."

After a pause, Liu Mei's face lit up with excitement. "I've discovered a great place today."