“…”
Looking at Ye Changtian lying on the bed, Yue Qingshuang’s beautiful face instantly flushed bright red.
Although she had come to seek Ye Changtian out for dual cultivation under her Master’s guidance, she had spent the past 20 years cultivating by her Master’s side and had never had any intimate contact with a man.
Now that things had actually reached this point, she couldn’t help feeling deeply embarrassed.
More importantly…
Her Master had never taught her how to do this.
She didn’t even seem to know how to begin.
“I’m not ready yet. Let’s wait until I’m prepared before we start,” Yue Qingshuang said with a flushed face.
Although she had a fairly good impression of Ye Changtian, this was still their first day meeting each other. Starting dual cultivation immediately felt far too embarrassing.
It would be better to develop some feelings first, then dual cultivate and become Dao Companions.
“All right.” Ye Changtian nodded.
After all, he was simply being paid to do a job.
Naturally, he had to satisfy his wealthy benefactor’s requests as much as possible.
Ye Changtian sat up from the bed and smiled. “If there’s nothing else, Saintess Tianyue, I’ll continue cultivating.”
After saying that, Ye Changtian once again focused his attention on the Yin-Yang Creation Realm.
The 10,000 spirit stones Yue Qingshuang had just given him had condensed even more Yin-Yang Power.
Without hesitation, Ye Changtian separated half of the Yin-Yang Power and used it to raise his cultivation directly to the peak of the 9th stage Qi Refining Realm.
“…”
Watching Ye Changtian’s cultivation shoot up by another two minor stages, Yue Qingshuang was completely dumbfounded.
His cultivation breakthroughs were as effortless as eating and drinking, yet he was supposed to be a Servant Disciple with a Pseudo-Spiritual Root?
What kind of Servant Disciple was even more outrageous than a Saintess like her who possessed a Heaven-grade Spiritual Root?
‘Only one step left until I can break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm!’
Feeling the immense cultivation within his body, a sharp gleam flashed through Ye Changtian’s eyes.
In the Great Primordial World, the better a cultivator’s spiritual root aptitude, the easier it was for them to break through major realms.
For example, a peerless genius like Yue Qingshuang, who possessed a Heaven-grade Spiritual Root, could easily break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm without relying on any external assistance.
Those with ordinary spiritual roots, however, generally needed the assistance of a Foundation Establishment Pill to increase their chances of successfully breaking through.
As for a talentless cultivator like Ye Changtian with a Pseudo-Spiritual Root, breaking through was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
However…
Pills were divided into Low-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Supreme-grade, and Perfect-grade qualities.
A Low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill could increase the probability of successfully reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm by 30%, while a Supreme-grade Foundation Establishment Pill could increase it by as much as 70%!
As for the legendary Perfect-grade Foundation Establishment Pill, it was said to allow any cultivator to successfully reach the Foundation Establishment Realm with 100% certainty!
Perfect-grade pills were exceedingly rare in the world. They were treasures one could only encounter through extraordinary fortune.
But Ye Changtian possessed the Yin-Yang Creation Realm.
Even if someone gave him a defective Foundation Establishment Pill, he could transform it into a Perfect-grade pill!
‘Looks like I need to find a way to get my hands on a Foundation Establishment Pill.’
Ye Changtian’s eyes flickered thoughtfully.
For a Servant Disciple, obtaining a Foundation Establishment Pill was virtually impossible.
Moreover, Song Hao clearly had no intention of allowing him to become an Outer Disciple so easily.
His only option was to work as an assistant for an alchemist. Perhaps then he would have a chance to obtain a defective Foundation Establishment Pill.
As long as he successfully reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, even Song Hao’s father at the 9th stage Qi Refining Realm would be someone he could effortlessly crush!
“Saintess Tianyue, I’m going to find some servant work to do. Do you want to come with me?” Ye Changtian looked at Yue Qingshuang and asked with a smile.
“Senior Brother Changtian, you should just call me Junior Sister Qingshuang.” Yue Qingshuang shook her head. “I won’t go with you.”
She had a senior sister in the Inner Sect with whom she shared an excellent relationship, and that senior sister had already found herself a Dao Companion.
Yue Qingshuang felt it was necessary to ask her senior sister for some advice about dual cultivation.
Hearing this, Ye Changtian didn’t say anything more.
He walked out of the room and immediately saw a Servant Peak Deacon striding toward him.
“Ye Changtian, an Alchemy Master from Sacred Flame Palace needs a Servant Disciple. The higher-ups specifically named you for the assignment. Here’s the token.”
Ye Changtian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Sacred Flame Palace was the residence of Huo Feng’er, an Alchemy Master of the Supreme Profound Sect.
Rumor had it that Huo Feng’er possessed unparalleled skill in alchemy and peerless beauty. However, her temperament was extremely eccentric, earning her the reputation of a devil alchemist who terrified countless Servant Disciples.
Every Servant Disciple who went to Sacred Flame Palace to work would be tormented until they were left in a miserable state, barely resembling their former selves. Even after resting for 10 to 15 days, they would struggle to fully recover.
Ye Changtian didn’t even need to think about it.
Song Hao was most likely behind the order sending him to Sacred Flame Palace.
That bastard wanted to use Huo Feng’er to deal with him.
However…
Ye Changtian had already been looking for an opportunity to work for an alchemist.
Song Hao’s arrangement was practically delivering exactly what he needed at the perfect moment.
It was only some servant work at Sacred Flame Palace.
Could Huo Feng’er actually eat him alive?
Upon arriving, Ye Changtian presented the token and was led by a servant into an alchemy room.
Inside the alchemy room, a woman dressed in a fiery red gown sat quietly cross-legged beside an alchemy furnace.
She appeared to be around 25 or 26 years old. She had a pair of captivating phoenix eyes and exquisite facial features. Even her fiery red gown could not conceal her mature and voluptuous figure.
Looking at the woman inside the alchemy room, Ye Changtian could only think of one phrase to describe her.
An overwhelming figure with truly generous curves!
There was no doubt that the woman before him was Huo Feng’er, the infamous devil alchemist of the Supreme Profound Sect.
At that moment, Huo Feng’er seemed not to notice Ye Changtian entering the alchemy room at all. Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on the pill formula in her hand.
The pill formula looked extremely old and yellowed with age.
After enduring the passage of countless years, some of the writing on it had even become blurred beyond recognition.
It was clearly an incomplete ancient pill formula.
Huo Feng’er was evidently studying and deducing the incomplete ancient formula, attempting to restore its missing contents.
“Alchemy Master Huo, Ye Changtian of Servant Peak is here to report for duty.”
Ye Changtian walked over to Huo Feng’er and respectfully greeted her.
Huo Feng’er raised her head, glanced at Ye Changtian, and said indifferently, “Take off your clothes and lie down.”
“???”
Ye Changtian was completely dumbfounded.
She wanted him to take off his clothes and lie down the moment he arrived?
What exactly was Huo Feng’er planning?
Could she also be lusting after his body?
“Alchemy Master Huo, I don’t think this is appropriate. I sell my skills, not my body.” After saying that, Ye Changtian weakly added, “Of course, selling my body isn’t completely out of the question. That costs extra!”
“Hehe…”
“Little Brother, although you’re quite handsome, don’t get carried away with your imagination.” Huo Feng’er gave Ye Changtian a charming smile. “Big Sister needs blood as a medicinal catalyst for alchemy. Working for Big Sister is actually very simple. You just need to lie down obediently and let me draw your blood.”
“…”
Ye Changtian was utterly speechless.
He finally understood why every Servant Disciple who came to work for Huo Feng’er had to support themselves against the wall when they left.
It turned out Huo Feng’er had practically drained them dry!
“Sister Huo, you’re drawing blood to use as a medicinal catalyst. Don’t tell me you’re trying to refine the pill recorded on that incomplete ancient formula?” Ye Changtian forced out a smile that looked uglier than crying.
“That’s right. During this period, I’ve already drawn blood from 33 Servant Disciples and used it for alchemy, but every attempt ended in failure.” Huo Feng’er’s beautiful eyes swept over Ye Changtian, immediately shining with excitement. “Little Brother, you’re much stronger than those previous Servant Disciples. Let Big Sister have a round with you first.”