Boom...

Threads of golden light emerged from beneath Chen Bei's waist.

Accompanied by traces of Dao charm, an aura formed a vortex above the Flood Dragon.

"It seems the Mistress has heard of it! I wonder if your Yang-Exhausting Art is more powerful than my Yin-Harnessing Art?"

Dragon Breath Manifestation!

How is this possible?

The Mistress's face turned utterly terrified.

A hundred years ago, she vividly remembered risking her life to escape her master's harvesting.

Without reaching the Golden Elixir stage, how could there be Dao charm?

Even her master back then couldn't manifest such a Dao charm whirlwind.

Now, it's clear who will harvest whom.

If she had just gone up, her two hundred years of cultivation might have become nourishment for Chen Bei.

Murderous intent flashed in the Mistress's eyes.

No matter who this boy is, he must die!

Just entering the Postnatal Realm after Transcendence and already practicing the Yin-Harnessing Art.

His identity is definitely not that of an ordinary boy.

Even if it means giving up his pure Yang body and being unable to break through to the Golden Elixir stage, this boy cannot be allowed to stay.

"Your foundation is incomplete, likely damaged by harvesting in your early years. Reaching Foundation Establishment perfection is truly remarkable; it seems your original talent was exceptional! It can be healed!"

Just as the Mistress was about to make a move, she heard Chen Bei's words.

Her hand, filled with True Essence, hovered in mid-air as if time had suddenly stopped.

"How can a boy who just transcended see my condition?

Could he be someone from my master's side? Does he know about my situation?

Impossible! No one knows about my damaged foundation!

Healed? Healed?"

Countless thoughts raced through her mind, and her eyes became slightly moist.

"Can it really be healed?"

Though still skeptical, the Mistress clung to this hope like a lifeline.

"Lie down and run the Minor Cycle with your True Essence!"

Chen Bei nodded and pulled the Mistress onto the bed.

The Mistress, surprisingly, followed Chen Bei's instructions and began circulating the True Essence within her body.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Chen Bei's fingers swiftly tapped the major acupoints of Tian Shu, Qi Hai, Zhong Ji, and Gui Lai on the Mistress.

His fingertips, imbued with True Essence, connected twenty-eight acupoints and meridians.

A warm sensation immediately arose from the Mistress's lower abdomen, instantly nourishing her foundation.

The Mistress couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

For decades, despite trying every method, she couldn't touch the root of her incomplete foundation and damaged base.

In that instant, she knew she was truly saved.

She couldn't help but be amazed by Chen Bei.

"Phew..."

Chen Bei took a deep breath and withdrew his hand, while the Mistress was left wanting more.

"Chen Bei, who exactly are you? Even in the flourishing cultivation world of the Nine Provinces, I've never heard of a genius like you! Uh... a genius?"

Such astonishing techniques left Chen Bei unsure of how to explain, so he quickly continued: "My master is a deity who roams the seas and saw my extraordinary physique. He sealed unparalleled methods and the Three Thousand Dao in my sea of consciousness.

Once my body transcends, I will comprehend them one by one.

However, my current realm is low. If I reach Foundation Establishment one day, I can completely heal your foundational injury."

This boast was absolutely perfect.

And it was the best answer for the Mistress's doubts.

"So that's how it is, but Foundation Establishment takes at least a hundred years. I'm afraid my lifespan won't last that long!"

Hearing about Foundation Establishment, which typically takes a century, the hope that had ignited in the Mistress's heart was doused with cold water.

"In that case, ten years! Swear by your Dao heart to serve me as your master. If you survive ten years, I will help you heal your foundation and step into the Golden Elixir stage!"

"Serve you as my master? Such arrogance! Why should I trust you?"

"You are betting with a broken life, while I am betting with my entire life! It's up to you to decide if you dare to take the gamble!"

***

Qin Lan was quietly sent back to Lingnan City by Furong.

Her parents were also gifted with wealth and prosperity.

Now, Chen Bei had taken over the Jade Cloud Palace, becoming the new generation Mistress.

Though his cultivation didn't match his position, with the former Mistress present, no one in the sect dared to say anything.

Moreover, both the peak masters and disciples were all eager for this new Mistress.

However, the new Mistress seemed uninterested in their repeated seductions, focusing instead on a distant sect.

"Have you found out anything?"

"Reporting to the Mistress, we have, but not much!"

"Speak!"

"The Taixu Immortal Sect is just like us..."

"Just like us? What a joke! Which heretical sect dares to use that name? They're courting death!"

Before Furong could finish, Chen Bei erupted in anger.

Someone dared to tarnish the name of Taixu, and he couldn't tolerate it.

"Mistress, they are just like us, a sect of pure female cultivators..."

"Pfft... continue!"

Hearing Furong finish, Chen Bei spat out his tea, awkwardly wiped his mouth, and gestured for Furong to continue.

"We don't know where they came from, but it's said they spent fifteen years building their mountain gate and have just started recruiting disciples."

"And their recruitment is extremely strict."

"How strict?"

"It's said the requirement is a Heavenly Grade Spiritual Root and must be a virgin under sixteen! In this Outer Realm, it's insane."

"Hmm!"

Chen Bei nodded, which aligned with the style of his previous life's sect, focusing on quality over quantity.

And only accepting female disciples was indeed the tradition of the Immortal Mountain, though he was an exception back then.

However, only accepting female disciples didn't seem like they were looking for him.

Could it be he was overthinking?

Was it just a coincidence?

Was the Immortal Mountain merely taking root in the lower realm?

But why choose the Spiritual Energy-deficient Outer Realm?

"What else did you find out?"

"The Taixu Immortal Mountain is spreading rumors everywhere, causing panic! It's said some sects plan to teach this rumor-mongering sect a lesson!"

"Rumors? What rumors?"

"Great calamity is coming, a catastrophe for mankind, demons will appear, and the Nine Provinces will be devastated!"

"Pfft..."

Chen Bei calculated with his fingers, indeed sensing a great ominous sign, but his current cultivation was too low to discern any heavenly secrets.

Instead, he was bitten by the Dao, spitting out a mouthful of reverse blood.

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"Mistress?"

"It's nothing! You may leave!"

"Mistress, since you're injured, perhaps Furong should serve you..."

"Go, go, go..."

Hearing the Mistress of Furong Peak's eager suggestion, Chen Bei waved his hand like a rattle.

***

Soaking in the Flame Spring of the Earth Veins, Chen Bei felt utterly relaxed.

Absorbing the Fiery Yang from the spring while refining a pile of Spirit Stones beneath him.

Like a dragon drinking water, the mist swirled around him.

Now with resources, cultivation progressed naturally.

"Haha, I guess I was overthinking!"

"This Taixu Immortal Sect is likely a sect founded by a junior sister undergoing tribulation in the lower realm, having nothing to do with me."

"Phew... I can finally be at ease!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

Just as Chen Bei was delightfully reminiscing about the day he transferred Primal Force to Xiao Lan, intense sounds of spell combat erupted.

The entire palace shook like an earthquake.

The ground cracked, and mountains crumbled.

"This aura... Jade Immortal Ethereal Art?

Heavens! How did they find this place? Can't I just hide?"

He leapt up and dashed out.

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