At eighty, the Holy Sect's enchanting woman aided in achieving longevity.

Heavy snow blocked the mountain pass, and the cold wind was like a knife.

In the low-grade woodshed behind the Yin-Yang Sect, the air was drafty from all sides.

Chen Changsheng huddled in the cold, damp haystack, covered with a tattered hemp garment covered in patches, shivering from the cold.

He is eighty years old this year.

As a member of the transmigrator army, he was undoubtedly the biggest failure.

With inferior aptitude and depleted qi and blood, he served as a low-level servant in the Yin-Yang Sect for a full sixty years, and in the end, he didn't even touch the threshold of the first level of Qi Refining.

"Three more days..."

Chen Changsheng looked at his withered, claw-like fingers and gave a self-deprecating smile.

He only had three days left to live.

boom!

The dilapidated wooden door was kicked open roughly, accompanied by billowing snow.

A weasel-faced outer sect disciple stood at the door, spitting disdainfully, "You old codger, still lying there? If you don't chop two hundred loads of spirit firewood by dawn tomorrow, I'll strip you naked and throw you into the corpse pit to feed the dogs!"

A heavy bundle of wet firewood was slammed into Chen Changsheng's thin chest, causing him to cough violently and ooze blood from the corner of his mouth.

The disciple in charge snorted coldly, slammed the door shut, and strode away.

Chen Changsheng showed no anger, only calmness.

A dying person doesn't even have the strength to be angry.

He slowly closed his eyes, quietly awaiting death in the darkness and cold.

……

It was midnight.

The raging snowstorm suddenly and eerily stopped.

An extremely rich, chilling yet deadly fragrance suddenly pierced through the musty smell of the woodshed and rushed straight into Chen Changsheng's nostrils.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the entire wooden door, along with half of the earthen wall, was instantly torn to shreds by a terrifying dark red demonic aura!

Amidst the swirling snowstorm, a striking red garment fluttered to the ground.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes with difficulty and immediately gasped.

She was a woman whose beauty was almost otherworldly.

She wore a light red gauze dress, her skin was as white as snow, and her features were so exquisite that she looked like a fairy descended to earth.

However, at this moment, her clear and aloof eyes were filled with an extremely eerie blood-red light, her body was covered in fragrant sweat, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

Ji Ruxue, the Holy Maiden of the Yin-Yang Sect!

"Damn it... why is the spirit compass pointing to such a filthy place?"

Ji Ruxue's eyebrows furrowed, her voice was icy cold, yet carried a hint of suppressed panting.

She suffered a qi deviation due to forcibly practicing the forbidden technique "Red Phoenix Heavenly Demon Art," causing the extremely yin demonic energy within her body to go berserk. The only solution was to immediately find a "hidden pure yang body" hidden within the sect to release the poison.

But when she followed the compass and saw Chen Changsheng, with his white hair, old age, and nearing the end of his life, on the haystack, she was completely stunned.

"It's actually... a lowly, nearly dead eighty-year-old servant?!"

A look of extreme humiliation and disgust flashed in Ji Ruxue's eyes.

She was pure and noble, and high above everyone else. Yet tonight, in order to save her own life, she was going to lay a hand on a lowly servant who was about to enter his coffin.

However, the demonic fire within her body was burning her reason like molten lava, and her meridians were beginning to break inch by inch.

"Fine! After draining this old bastard dry, this Holy Maiden will take a Cleansing Pill to wash away this disgrace!"

Ji Ruxue gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

With a flick of her sleeve, a blood-red barrier instantly sealed off the entire dilapidated woodshed.

The next second, her delicate body flashed, and she instantly approached Chen Changsheng with boundless pressure.

Chen Changsheng was completely unable to move; he couldn't even lift a single finger.

Ji Ruxue's icy, jade-like hand, yet heavy as a thousand pounds, gripped Chen Changsheng's chest tightly!

"You lowly old wretch, to be used as a medicinal ingredient for this holy maiden is a blessing you've accumulated over many lifetimes! Die!"

boom!

The ultimate demonic power was activated with a roar.

Chen Changsheng felt a roar in his mind as his remaining three days of lifespan and primordial blood were frantically stripped away.

It surged out like a floodgate being opened!

His vision began to blur, his heart gradually stopped beating, and the shadow of death completely engulfed him.

【Ding! 】

[The host has been forcibly compensated; the Immortal Clan System of Myriad Descendants has been fully activated.]

[A woman destined for greatness has been detected—the Yin-Yang Saintess, Ji Ruxue!]

[Host detected to be in a near-death state. Newbie protection mechanism activated—Newbie Supreme Critical Strike Gift Pack unlocked!]

[Congratulations, host! You have obtained the supreme physique—[Pure Yang Overlord Body]!]

[Congratulations, host: Your lifespan has instantly increased by 50 years!]

[Congratulations, host! Your cultivation has broken through six levels, reaching the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining!]

Rumble!!!

In the originally musty and dilapidated woodshed, a powerful and masculine roar of a true dragon suddenly erupted from nowhere!

A dazzling golden pure yang blood energy erupted from Chen Changsheng's body like a volcanic eruption!

Like withered trees coming back to life, or white hair turning black!

Chen Changsheng's originally withered body expanded wildly at a visible speed, with muscles bulging out like writhing dragons and his skin shimmering with a faint golden light.

His face transformed rapidly, instantly returning to the chiseled, unparalleled handsomeness he had at twenty!

Qi Refining Level 1... Qi Refining Level 3... Qi Refining Level 6... Peak of Qi Refining Level 6!

A terrifying aura of masculinity instantly swept across the entire back mountain!

"What?!"

Ji Ruxue, who was frantically absorbing blood and qi, suddenly changed her expression.

Ji Ruxue's delicate body trembled violently, and she let out an uncontrollable gasp.

She was horrified to find that her invincible and domineering demonic powers had instantly come to a standstill.

Chen Changsheng swiftly reversed the situation, seizing Ji Ruxue's slender, snow-white wrist.

Not only could she not absorb the old man in front of her, but a violent, scorching, extremely yang and powerful force, like divine fire from the heavens, flowed back into her body through her palm!

"ah……!"

His heavy, hot breath hit Ji Ruxue's beautiful yet flustered face, his voice low and aggressive:

"Your Highness... in this drafty woodshed, it's still uncertain who will be the furnace."