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Kunlun Mountain, a blessed land of immortals.

Zhao Min joined the group to meet the immortal. She was confident that with her little tricks, she could easily win him over as long as she could chat with him. However, she waited and waited, but never saw him.

Today is the first day of the lunar new year. Princess Minmin of the Yuan Dynasty carried a bundle of dead tree trunks to the designated location. There is still a lot of hard work waiting for her today.

If it weren't for the fact that she could wash her face and bathe in the fairy spring every day, and occasionally eat some fairy fruits and elixirs, she would have quit long ago.

This is the first time I've ever done menial tasks in my life.

She remembers clearly that the sign outside said they wanted women, beautiful women, with good figures.

Never before had she felt such a strong urge to use her charm.

"When can I see the young master?" Zhao Min approached Xiao Zhao.

Lately, the person she's seen the most is Xiao Zhao, but Xiao Zhao is always acting mysteriously.

"If the young master wants to see you, he will. He is very busy."

"What are you busy with?"

"Busy...what?" Xiao Zhao recalled what Tan Wenjie had been doing recently.

He would eat fruit, sleep, occasionally give me a few pointers on martial arts, pull me onto his lap, place his hands on my legs, then slip me inside his clothes, and then…

Zhao Min asked in confusion, "Why are you blushing?"

"It's not what you think!"

Xiao Zhao's dramatic reaction, which seemed to imply something was amiss, aroused Zhao Min's suspicion.

Clever as she was, she didn't expose Xiao Zhao. Instead, she pretended to be fooled by Xiao Zhao's few words, and then secretly followed her when Xiao Zhao left again after finishing her work.

Passing through the curtain of water ahead, you enter the territory of a large rooster.

Those roosters wore brightly colored feathers, had claws like iron hooks and beaks like thunderbolts, and eyes as sharp as eagles. When they spread their wings, the gusts of wind they created stirred up sand and dust.

Faced with this mythical beast, Zhao Min felt a sense of fear, as if she were facing a fierce tiger or wolf.

Seeing Xiao Zhao easily pass through them, Zhao Min followed, but was immediately surrounded.

Fortunately, she was prepared and threw some of the magical fruits she had secretly collected on the ground.

"You all go eat, but don't peck me, please don't come near me."

Seeing that the roosters had indeed been distracted, Zhao Min breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed through the flock of chickens.

After she walked away, she wiped her forehead, which was covered in sweat.

Relieved a little, she quickened her pace to catch up.

I then discovered that a large group of shadow puppeteers had gathered here.

They move like people, walking or sitting, but with a certain stiffness.

Suddenly, all the shadow puppet heads turned to look at Zhao Min, their dry, shriveled paper eyes revealing a hint of horror.

Fortunately, they didn't surround her; they just watched Zhao Min as she caught up with Xiao Zhao.

"call."

Zhao Min patted her chest and passed through what seemed like the umpteenth waterfall before arriving at the entrance to a huge cave.

Upon entering the cave, there are several smaller caves inside.

The labels read "Medicine Room," "Divine Weapon Room," and "Divine Skill Room," respectively.

"So this is the greatest opportunity." Zhao Min realized to herself that she had indeed come to the right place.

Suddenly, Xiao Zhao's voice came from ahead.

"Yes, young master, I'll go get it right now."

Take? Take what?
Zhao Min was startled and instinctively ducked into the nearest room containing divine weapons.

Footsteps hurried past outside, and Xiao Zhao could be heard talking to herself. She held her breath, afraid of being discovered, and only started breathing again after a while, when she was sure she was safe.

Turning to look into the weapon room, one finds the walls covered with divine weapons and artifacts.

Zhao Min casually picked up a weapon.

"Although I have never personally used the Heaven Sword, this sword is definitely better than the Heaven Sword."

Her unwavering belief stemmed entirely from the golden dragon shadow entwined around the sword.

The shadow of a divine dragon was wrapped around the sword and moved about; anyone with eyes could tell it was a precious sword.

Then her gaze was drawn to another knife.

It was a very heavy broadsword, with crimson flames burning on its back, and a dragon also swirling around the blade.

There are words on the blade.

Zhao Min leaned closer for a look: "Slaying a dragon?"

If this is truly the Dragon-Slaying Saber, she dares to guarantee that no one in the entire martial arts world can force the Golden-Haired Lion King to hide. The ones who should truly hide are the masters of the entire martial arts world.

She raised her hand and grabbed it, feeling that it weighed at least several hundred pounds. With Zhao Min's skill, she could only make the knife sway slightly.

Thinking to herself, "What a treasure!" Zhao Min turned her head again, and her gaze swept past the many divine weapons and settled on a golden staff.

A simple, unadorned golden rod, yet it outshines the brilliance of other divine weapons.

She walked over and reached out to grab the golden rod. The moment she touched it, a sound came from outside.

"Someone?"

It's Xiao Zhao.

Zhao Min almost cried out in surprise, but a hand covered her mouth, and her body was lifted into the air.

After entering, Xiao Zhao looked around, scratched her head, and left.

Zhao Min was gently placed on the ground. She turned her head and realized that the thing that had helped her was the golden rod, and two hands were extending from the rod.

"Were you helping me just now?"

The stick bent down and nodded gently.

"Thank you," Zhao Min nodded.

She sneaked to the door, but then thought about it and came back to grab the stick.

The artifact may possess a spirit; perhaps it can help me.

Moreover, leaving such a treasure in a cave would be a terrible waste.

"If this room is full of divine weapons, then everything else must be good stuff too?"

With this thought in mind, Zhao Min went into the medicine room, where an extremely rich aroma of medicine wafted towards her.

Zhao Min glanced around and saw all sorts of elixirs and divine pills, some she had heard of and some she had never even heard of.

She scurried into the rice jar like a little mouse, taking two youth-preserving pills here, a few more power-enhancing pills there, and pills for longevity, immunity to all poisons, and so on.

Moreover, it's sweet and sour, with a taste similar to hawthorn, leaving you wanting more.

When Zhao Min realized something was wrong, a small bulge had already appeared in her stomach, and her stomach was getting bigger and bigger, as if it was about to explode.

The golden stick beside her bent down and tapped her head again, then pointed outside.

Zhao Min, who was anxiously waiting, asked, "You said I should cultivate a divine skill to dissolve all the treasures in my belly?"

The golden stick nodded.

"it is good."

Desperate, she rushed into the room filled with all sorts of divine skills, most of which she had never heard of before.

She opened a book that said that after mastering the skills, one could fly and teleport, making Zhao Min momentarily think she had come to the wrong place.

Could this place still be a celestial palace?

"You'll die if you train like that."

Suddenly, a hand reached out and took the manual of divine skills from Zhao Min's hand.

Tan Wenjie glanced down at Zhao Min's stomach, then at the golden cudgel hiding behind Zhao Min.

"I asked you to help guard those weapons to prevent them from rebelling, but instead, you went and found help to escape first."

The golden cudgel could not bow its head, but it remained stuck to Zhao Min's shoulder, refusing to leave no matter what.

"I will love you for ten thousand years, come back."

The golden cudgel, now powerless to resist, swiftly returned to Tan Wenjie's hands.

Zhao Min remained silent, but her eyes darted around, though she ultimately refrained from making any rash moves.

Now that I have met Tan Wenjie, I have achieved my goal.

“Immortal, young master…” Zhao Min had just begun to speak.

"Your stomach's about to explode, come with me." "Coming!"

Holding her belly, she happily followed Tan Wenjie's steps, and even ran into Xiao Zhao as she walked out of the cave.

"What are you doing here!" Xiao Zhao exclaimed in surprise.

“Of course I came here on my own,” Zhao Min said proudly.

She believed that her status as a woman depended on her pregnancy, and with such a belly full of treasures, she didn't believe Tan Wenjie would still be willing to let her continue doing chores.

"I had been planning to study and work hard these past few days before collectively teaching you all how to cultivate," Tan Wenjie said, shaking his head. "I never expected something like this to go wrong."

Zhao Min nodded thoughtfully, realizing that she understood.

Xiao Zhao: "..."

Her cheeks flushed, she lowered her head, and remained silent.

Zhao Min: "?"

So what exactly are you blushing about?

After wandering around for a while, the two arrived at a quiet place with a bed.

“It’s time to teach you how to cultivate.” Tan Wenjie took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and then sighed. “Come on, your meridians are blocked by a powerful treasure. If you don’t clear it, not only will your stomach explode, but your whole body will swell up like an old corpse soaking in water.”

Zhao Min: "Wait, why are we in bed?"

Tan Wenjie: "The ground is too dirty, that's not important. If you don't hurry up and come over, your life is really in danger."

Seeing that her belly was indeed getting bigger and bigger, completely stretching out her clothes, as if she were carrying a watermelon, she dared not continue and quickly sat on the bed.

"Take off your clothes."

"what?"

"Unblocking the flow of internal energy is a very meticulous task, and there can be no mistakes." Tan Wenjie said with a serious face.

Zhao Min: Is that so?

He's a deity; he shouldn't be lying to people.

Her top slowly slipped off, revealing smooth, delicate skin like a peeled egg, perhaps related to the pills she had been taking.

"Wait, this is it?"

Suddenly, a hand pressed down on her, and Zhao Min's heart skipped a beat.

The power she channeled into her body was like a comb gently clearing the energy within her. Not only did the sense of urgency that was a matter of life and death disappear without a trace, but her belly also shrank at a visible speed.

I thought they were taking advantage of me, but it turns out they were really saving someone's life.

Her cheeks flushed; being pinched, pressed, and touched like that, she knew she'd never get married.

Just as her heart was pounding wildly, Xiao Zhao's voice suddenly came from outside.

"Young master, we've caught two people who actually stole elixirs."

"What!" Tan Wenjie snorted coldly, "I'll get some sleep and then deal with them tomorrow."

Zhao Min: "?"

Wait, why is it "take a nap"?

And another thing! Your hand is a bit off; the pressure you're applying while kneading is changing, becoming increasingly gentle.

She couldn't help but slightly squeeze her legs together, gently bite her lower lip, and forcefully hold back her nose, afraid to make a sound.

Fortunately, it only stayed in areas like the arms and shoulders, and since energy flowed in each time, it couldn't be considered fake.

These areas are uncovered, allowing direct skin contact, which already shows that Tan Wenjie is a true gentleman.

"Young master, their bellies are getting bigger and bigger, it looks like they're about to explode!" Xiao Zhao's terrified voice came from behind.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min's eyes widened.

In other words, there are people outside who are just like you.

She didn't know whether to be grateful that Tan Wenjie had taken special care of her, preventing her from exploding alone, or to be saddened by the horrific scene that awaited her outside.

"Okay, put your clothes on first," Tan Wenjie said, standing up. "Let's go out first."

"Yes." Zhao Min nodded obediently.

Forced by circumstances, she was now as obedient as she could be, silently following behind Tan Wenjie.

Upon reaching the door, Zhao Min's expression changed.

"Mr. Crane, Mr. Deer?"

It turned out to be the two people who had come in with her. She remembered that the two of them had been assigned to raise something, but now they were all swollen up like balls.

Xiao Zhao said, "The patrolling soldiers saw it just now. Those two actually stole the elixir from the Three-Headed Flood Dragon and the Rain-Worker Sheep, and that's how it ended up like this."

What good could the pills he used to feed the livestock be?

The pills were made entirely from medicinal residue, and the large quantity contained many impurities. Anyone with a weaker constitution would never be able to withstand them.

For martial arts masters of the Xuanming Elders' caliber, even dregs and pills are genuine elixirs.

It can only be said that they are not fortunate enough to enjoy it.

"Young master, can you save them?" Zhao Min turned around.

Buy people's hearts?

Unexpectedly, even on her own turf, Zhao Min did not forget to strengthen her relationship with the Xuanming Elders.

Tan Wenjie's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Okay, but you have to agree to three conditions."

Zhao Min: "?"

Although she never said it, it just felt so familiar.

"Yes, but it can't go against chivalry, against conscience, against..." The more she spoke, the more she felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she were the honest person being exploited by the willful princess.

"Sit down," Tan Wenjie said to the two elders of Xuanming.

He raised both hands and placed them on the backs of the two men.

A plume of smoke rose, and the swelling on the two people, which had been swollen just moments before, subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Young Master, what is this?" Zhao Min asked immediately, as if she had discovered something.

"The person has been rescued, so there's no need to worry," Tan Wenjie said with a confident smile. "There will absolutely be no problems."

"But……"

Why didn't the Xuanming Elders take off their clothes? If there were clothes in between, people would die from the transmission of their power.

When she met Tan Wenjie's honest gaze, she instantly found the answer.

He did it on purpose!
Enraged, Zhao Min decided to take revenge.

"Young master," she said softly, "I still feel a little unwell. Could you help me heal my injuries again?"

"Well, that's possible," Tan Wenjie shook his head and sighed, "This is a one-time thing, and there won't be a next time."

Zhao Min: “…”

It's like they're the ones who got the better deal.

The two entered the room, leaving the Xuanming Elders puzzled.

Isn't it just a magic spell that can heal with a couple of pats? Why do the two of them have to go into the room together?

Wait, the door is closed.

Wait a minute, why is the door locked?

What do you do when you blow out candles?!
Tan Wenjie's voice came through: "Take off your clothes."

The two Xuanming elders outside: "?"

Zhao Min: "Okay."

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, it hurt a bit the first time, but I'm used to it now."

"Get used to it."

The relationship between the two of you seems a bit abnormal.

The two wanted to rush in to rescue Zhao Min, lest she be taken advantage of by Tan Wenjie, who was handsome, skilled in martial arts, mysterious, and seemingly a deity.

Then, fearing the strength of both sides, they chose to obediently guard the goal.

No one heard Zhao Min's voice, so they pretended nothing had happened. (End of Chapter)