My Cold Sword Master

The young man's eyes gradually turned cold, and a ray of sword energy quietly touched the ancient sword Tingxue behind him to prevent An Qingru from going berserk and attacking.

Although the fighting power of alchemists is very weak, but An Qingru is at least at the seventh level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Even if he doesn't use spiritual skills, has no combat experience and his spiritual energy is gentle, he is still at the seventh level of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. The depth of his spiritual energy alone is enough to crush those at the peak of the Spiritual Transformation Realm at will.

You must know that after a cultivator enters the realm of spiritual transformation, not only can his spiritual essence leave his body and stay with him, his spiritual essence has also undergone a qualitative change. The step of transforming a spring into a river alone has blocked countless cultivators.

This An Qingru was a little too difficult to deal with. If he hadn't just been badly injured in the battle with those assassins, he would at least have to find a way to get rid of this trouble.

However, the boy's worries were obviously unnecessary. When the atmosphere became tense and ready to explode, Zhuang Shuxuan, the gentle and mature mother, swung her white robe and protected the boy and her daughter behind her. The gentleness in her tone faded a lot.

"An Qingru, if you cause trouble again, be careful that I will report it to the Sect Master and ask the Sect Master to make the decision."

After hearing this, An Qingru's face darkened, and he said sinisterly, "Zhuang Shuxuan, are you determined to protect this kid?"

"An Qingru, please be aware of your identity."

Even Zhuang Shuxuan, who was a gentle person, was disturbed by An Qingru and frowned slightly.

"I am not much lower in status than your father. If you continue to be disrespectful, be careful that I will punish you on behalf of your father!"

"Okay, okay, very good! In this case, I don't have to pretend to be a gentleman anymore."

An Qingru laughed out of anger and stopped pretending. He glanced at the Zhuang mother and daughter in front of him with gloomy eyes filled with fiery greed and sneered.

The completely different attitudes of the Zhuang mother and daughter towards him and the young boy made the fire of jealousy in his heart swell to the extreme.

Anyway, his purpose of coming here this time was to take the Zhuang mother and daughter into his possession.

This Zhuang Shuxuan, not only has a body as plump, ripe and beautiful as a tender and sweet ripe peach, but is also gentle and mature.

Her three daughters also have their own charm, and they are all coveted beauties. Moreover, these beauties are a mother-daughter duo that makes people's mouths dry even more.

What's more, according to his father's plan, he wanted to eliminate the confidants around Ruan Xueshao step by step, and the Zhuang mother and daughter just happened to run into them.

His original plan was to rely on the account books in his hands to make secret operations and use coercion to devour Zhuang Shuxuan, the gentle and beautiful mature mother, and then eat up her three daughters step by step.

Now, he no longer has any scruples. There is no difference between doing it openly or in secret.

"Just wait, I will let you and your daughter know the consequences of offending me!"

After saying this, he looked at the young man with gloomy eyes for the last time, snorted coldly, and walked away.

After An Qingru left, Danyunfang returned to peace again.

Zhuang Shuxuan looked at An Qingru's back. The words he left before he left made her frown slightly, and a sense of uneasiness emerged in her heart.

No matter what, An Qingru is the son of the Great Elder. The Great Elder, who had a son in his old age, doted on An Qingru to the extreme.

The Great Elder's status in the Dan Sect is that he is one of the only two great alchemy masters besides the Sect Master.

Whether in Danzong or in the entire Jiuzhou, even among the demon clan, southern border, barbarians, and the devil realm, the status of this great elder is extremely transcendent.

This is also why An Qingru is so arrogant and domineering but no one can control him.

No one wants to offend a Grand Master of Alchemy. After all, there are only four Grand Masters of Alchemy in the whole Jiuzhou, and two of them are in a state of idleness and disappearance.

"Thank you, Deacon Zhuang, for rescuing Yun'er."

Shangguan Yun raised his hand and bowed, thanking them softly, but in order to prevent An Qingru from taking revenge on the mother and daughter, the young man still kept his promise.

"If Deacon Zhuang has any difficulties in the future, you can come to the Dali Temple to find Yun'er."

"Young master, there is no need to thank me like this." The young man's promise made Zhuang Shuxuan smile softly, and she rubbed the girl's head behind her with her bare hands.

"Young Master saved Yu Yi, and this is the courtesy I should perform. Also, there is no need to worry about An Qingru's revenge. I am the steward appointed by the Sect Master. If An Qingru wants to make trouble for me for this matter, the Sect Master will not agree."

"Mother, what you said makes sense."

Zhuang Qingling, the elegant and charming elder sister, hugged the boy's slender shoulders from behind. Her soft, plump, milky and ripe thing, wrapped in a green robe, pressed against the back of the boy's head and she smiled softly.

“Besides, this An Qingru is really annoying in the sect, but because his father is the chief elder, no one dares to offend him. The young master’s words have made mother and my sisters feel relieved.

Zhuang Qingni, the heroic and beautiful elder sister, hugged the boy from the other side, held his soft and tender little face in her arms, rubbed it between her soft and plump breasts, and chuckled.

"However, the young master looks so well-behaved and handsome, but I never thought he could be so harsh when scolding people."

“Ah, then, that…” The boy who was suddenly surrounded felt a little at a loss, and his ears turned slightly red.

"Okay, Qingling, Qingni, stop teasing the young master." Zhuang Shuxuan looked at the young man tenderly, her gentle, mature and beautiful autumn eyes filled with a soft color.

"Young Master, you are here to make the elixir, right? Please follow me. I will lead you to the alchemy room."

"Oh, then, thank you for your help, madam." The young man nodded obediently and followed.

"Young Master, there is no need to think about Madam all the time."

Zhuang Shuxuan took off her hairpin, letting her long chestnut hair, which was as smooth and soft as silk brocade, fall to her plump waist. She then used a hairband to gather her hair into a dignified and convenient bun, and spoke softly.

"I am actually a widow. My husband passed away for some reason after Yuyi was born."

"Ah, sorry, Yun'er doesn't know about this."

"It's alright, there's no need to apologize, young master."

This gentle and beautiful mature mother folded her hands in front of her, pushed open the secret door in front of her, and gently turned her soft eyes. The beautiful mother's eyes, as gentle as water, contained a hint of the charm of a mature woman.

"Then, follow me into the alchemy room."

The author says:

Author's words: It's great to be a widow!

The two extra chapters were decided by voting, namely the Wife and the Widow (the widow in the Wife Cheongsam extra chapter is not this one)

The second article is about the rice bowl with Zhuang’s mother and daughter, but I have to wait until the plot progresses to that point before I can write it. Besides, this can only be posted in the subscription group.

Chapter 42: The Widow's Repayment (This chapter has an if line, send it to the subscription group)

The atmosphere in the alchemy room was quiet. In this hot summer day, there was not the slightest bit of stuffiness, but rather a slight coolness.

A four-mouthed, three-legged alchemy furnace, surrounded by a light green halo of fire. The furnace body is a deep and solid black color, quietly sitting in the center of the intricate fire veins.

This alchemy furnace is made of the sixth-grade spiritual material Qihuo Xuan iron. It is engraved with fire cloud and red crane. The furnace cover is in the shape of a crane's head, and the furnace ears are wrapped with fire vipers, which gives it a powerful aura.

Apart from this alchemy furnace, the entire alchemy room is made of seventh-grade spiritual material black basalt, engraved with array patterns, which is enough to withstand a full-strength attack from a peak Spiritual Transformation Realm expert without cracking.

Dan Zong established Dan Yun Fang in the secular world, which not only collected elixirs and sold them, but sometimes, Dan Yun Fang also provided furnaces and alchemy rooms for alchemists who came here to make elixirs.

You know, in most cases, a furnace explosion is a very dangerous and very common thing.

The explosion of a seventh-grade elixir furnace is comparable to the attack of a powerful person in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. If there were no high-grade elixir furnace and alchemy room to assist, the explosion of a furnace would probably kill the alchemist and the people around him.

There is a sixth-grade alchemy furnace in the alchemy room alone. In addition, the alchemy room is made entirely of black basalt, and there are nearly a hundred high-quality fire veins that provide the ground fire for the Qihuo alchemy furnace. This is enough to give us a glimpse of the wealth of the Alchemy Sect.

"Young Master, this is where I make the elixir."

Zhuang Shuxuan sat down with her knees bent. Her soft and fragrant mature buttocks were like two large balls of fragrant, glutinous and creamy dough, propping up the plump outline of her loose white robe and pressing down on her pair of soft and fragrant white feet wrapped in icy white silk socks.

It was not until then that the young man realized that the gentle, soft, mature and juicy widow in front of him was also wearing a pair of plain and elegant white embroidered shoes with Dan patterns in Dan Yunfang. Her fragrant, soft, voluptuous and tender feet were also wrapped in icy and translucent white silk socks.

This widow, with her gentle sitting posture and plump, mature and voluptuous figure, fully demonstrates the gentle and graceful charm of a beautiful mature mother. The originally slightly loose and soft white robe also makes her mature and juicy body with plump breasts and fragrant buttocks look extremely fragrant and juicy.

Come to think of it... Auntie originally liked to wear cloud-white embroidered shoes, but those fragrant, soft and tender white silk and smooth jade feet were rarely wrapped in white silk.

Well... as a punishment earlier today, it was rare to see my aunt wearing a pair of icy, shiny white silk stockings that covered her hips.

The young man shook his head, shook off all distracting thoughts, and looked back at the alchemy room in front of him.

This alchemy room is also exceptionally simple and elegant, free of clutter, and tidy and clean.

It was filled with the refreshing fragrance of elixir and a faint hint of orchid fragrance wafting from the ripe, fragrant and mature flesh and the soft and smooth hair of this beautiful mature mother.

In the quiet and elegant empty alchemy room, there is a gentle and soft beautiful mature mother with plump breasts and fragrant buttocks, whose body is as plump and smooth as a ripe and fragrant peach, and a handsome and tender boy in white. The atmosphere here is gradually filled with a hint of fragrant ambiguity.

"By the way, I still don't know what rank the young master is as an alchemist?" Zhuang Shuxuan asked softly after sitting down.

"Rank?" Shangguan Yun held the white fox in his arms, sat cross-legged opposite the beautiful mature mother, and tilted his head in thought.

The alchemy scroll does record the ranks of alchemists in ancient times, which were divided according to the rank of alchemy. He really doesn't know how Jiuzhou is divided today.

"Well, Yun'er has only refined pills twice, so she really doesn't know about the grade. Madam, can you explain this to me?"

Hearing this, Zhuang Shuxuan smiled gently.

"Young Master, there is no need to be so reserved. I have seen many rookie alchemists like you. May I ask what kind of elixir you are refining?"

"Ninth grade, Soul-Nourishing Pill." The young man answered obediently.

"The ranks of alchemists are not divided according to their cultivation level like cultivators. The ranks of alchemists are divided according to the elixirs they can make. If you want to calculate, the young master's rank should be a ninth-rank alchemist."

The gentle and beautiful mother then asked again in confusion.

"However, if it's the ninth rank...how did that young master enter the inner sect?"

"Could it be the Budan Conference in Yangling City recently?"

"Ah."

"It's the Budan Conference..." Zhuang Shuxuan looked surprised, as if she had thought of something, and asked again: "Could it be that the young master has cultivated the Nine Patterns?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded, "It's pretty easy."

"Easy..." Zhuang Shuxuan looked at the young man with a strange look in her eyes, and a hint of curiosity appeared in her gentle autumn eyes.

A sword cultivator, using the essence of his sword to refine an elixir, created nine patterns on his first attempt at refining an elixir...

This young man's... talent in alchemy is probably even higher than that of An Qingru who has the Void Fire Pill Body, and second only to the Holy Maiden of the Alchemy Sect who has the Holy Body of Alchemy.

Ever since the alchemy was damaged, the alchemy path declined. A large number of alchemy texts and heritage were lost in the ancient wars. The way of heaven was obscured by chaos and could not be seen through.

Until now, the art of alchemy has declined along with the other three arts of formations, instruments, and talismans.

Today's Dan Sect has declined to the point where, in the past decade, except for the Dan Sect's Alchemy Saint, there has been no new alchemist who can refine the Nine-Patterned Elixir on their first try.

Not only is the way of alchemy damaged now, but the way of heaven in Jiuzhou is missing one thing.

The Way of Sword, the Way of Buddhism, the Way of Demon, the Way of Confucianism, and the Way of Immortality, all of them were due to the ancient war that destroyed the Way of Heaven, resulting in a missing part of the Way of Heaven today.

No matter whether it is an alchemist, a magic cultivator, a sword cultivator, a Buddhist cultivator, or a Confucian cultivator, they are all missing one. The cultivator has cut off the bridge to immortality, the magic cultivator is contaminated by karma, the Confucian cultivator cannot obtain the Dharma, and the Buddhist cultivator cannot reach perfection.

This is why, in today’s Budan Conference, those who have cultivated the Nine Patterns can directly enter the inner gate.

Being able to produce nine patterns in the first attempt at alchemy despite the damage to the alchemy path now, it is not just a matter of natural talent...

Zhuang Shuxuan looked at the well-behaved and handsome young boy in front of her, and she could understand why An Qingru targeted this boy.

This young man…has a curious physique.

She smiled softly and asked, "I wonder how many grades the young master is going to refine this time?"

"Well... I'm afraid what Yun'er needs to refine is a bit too much." Shangguan Yun was a little embarrassed and handed over a list.

The boy's slightly dull and reserved look made Zhuang Shuxuan, a beautiful mature mother who had been pregnant with three daughters, smile, thinking that the boy was just shy.

But when she took the list and glanced at it, the wide variety of medicinal herbs and elixir names on the list made her understand why the young man had such an expression, and even she, who was a gentle person, couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

"Eighth-grade Soul-shaping Pill... Ninth-grade Body-cleansing Pill, Eighth-grade Body-solidifying Pill, Eighth-grade Poison-removing Pill... Eighth-grade Evil-removing Pill. Why do we need to refine so many pills?"

There was already something strange in Zhuang Shuxuan's gentle eyes as she looked at the boy.

Not only are there nearly ten types of elixirs on this list, ranging from ninth grade to eighth grade, but the number of each type of elixir has reached nearly a hundred.

Although they are all cheap pills and the medicinal materials are also very cheap, Dan Yunfang can afford them. However, when the quantities of these medicinal materials are added up, their value is as high as nearly a thousand medium-grade spirit stones.

Such a huge amount of work would take even a fifth-grade alchemist like her ten days to refine. So why did this young man who had just entered the ninth-grade alchemist realm need so many elixirs?

The young man in front of him had a solid spiritual energy. Although his aura was slightly unstable, it was still condensed. It was obvious that he was not someone who cultivated himself with elixirs. If that was the case... what was the use of so many elixirs?

She looked at the boy's pure eyes, which were innocent and filled with hope, and smiled softly.

"In that case, the young master and I will prepare all the herbs. As for the cost..." She did not ask any more questions, but raised the list in her hand. A hint of girlish playfulness appeared in her gentle eyes.

"Just take 10% of the elixir that the young master made. It is also a small amount of kindness that your mother has given to the young master for saving Yu Yi."

The reward from the beautiful mother made Shangguan Yun's eyes reveal joy. He could save more spirit stones, and then he would have more capital to purchase the Yunmai Grass necessary for refining the Vein-Sculpting Pill at the Peicheng Auction House.

"Then Yun'er, thank the Madam."

"Young master, there is no need to be so polite." Zhuang Shuxuan responded softly, but her soft and gentle eyes could not help but reveal a hint of confusion and shyness.

When the young man thanked her, he came closer and bowed seriously. It was only then that she realized that she, a beautiful widow with three daughters, had spent so much time with the young man in this quiet alchemy secret room.

This young man...looking from a distance, he is handsome and gentle.

But when she got closer, she realized that the boy's slender, tall, and delicate body was framed by the slim, light white clothing, which highlighted his delicate, white collarbone and his slender features, outlining the boy's immature outline.