This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 471 All opportunities and gifts have already had a price tag attached in secret.

Shareholders, original shares...

Bai Wuyan had never heard of these words before. Based on the context, she guessed their general meaning, but she disliked riddle-makers and ambiguity, so she asked Xiang Yuan to explain them clearly.

It's not hard to explain; in the end, it all boils down to the principles of Heaven and the laws of nature.

For a specific example, one can refer to King Frieza, who held a large number of original shares and was not subject to the control of the Heavenly Court. He could support whichever Heavenly Emperor he wanted, and Frieza knew he was being schemed against but dared not retaliate.

Xiang Yuan compared Bai Wuyan to Frieza, the king of the gods, who was nominally the Queen Mother of the West and held original shares. She was not restricted by her divine position, and was free from constraints, able to come and go as she pleased. She appeared to be a god, but in reality, she was a cultivator of immortality.

He has good speaking skills, and with his extensive experience and successful cases to refer to, he speaks eloquently and logically.

Furthermore, the hand gestures, comparable to the powerful waving during a speech, are extremely persuasive.

"Put your hand back! Who told you to stop?"

"Oh."

Xiang Yuan withdrew his hands and obediently placed them on Bai Wuyan's thighs.

"Words are meaningless; how can I believe you?"

"As you know, Lord Bai Gong, I hold a significant position within the Heavenly Sect, and my words carry more weight than those of the Sect Master. If you still don't believe me, I can swear an oath right now."

"..." x2
Huang Tian's rhetoric was only enough to fool Chan'er; Bai Wuyan didn't believe such nonsense and told Xiang Yuan not to waste his time and to come up with concrete, actionable promises.

"Actually, it's quite simple."

As Xiang Yuan recounted his experience, he had seen the Heavenly Court, but he had never witnessed how the nascent Heavenly Sect transformed into the Heavenly Court. Based on the many incredible abilities of the Heavenly Sect's Great Array, he had a rough guess in his mind.

The moment the Heavenly Court was born, there must have been corresponding Heavenly Laws and Principles. Only in this way could Ji Wuzhou have the qualifications to become the Heavenly Emperor.

This is an asset left by Yan Xuanhe. His predecessors had already prepared everything. Ji Wuzhou only needs to follow this path.

The correct way to put it is through scheming; Ji Wuzhou had no choice but to take this path.

There are no such opportunities here. This is the world of cultivation, where every opportunity and gift has already been secretly priced.

Getting back to the main point, at the moment the Heavenly Dao Laws were born, Xiang Yuan, who held the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed and the control of the Heavenly Sect's Great Array, was also able to come into contact with the origin of the Heavenly Dao and learn a large number of Heavenly Dao Laws from it. He then gave these Heavenly Dao Laws to Bai Wuyan, so that the latter would not be controlled by the Heavenly Court and would always maintain her own identity.

"It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." Even if Poshanban Tianzong becomes the Heavenly Emperor, he is still just Poshanban Tianzong. The Heavenly Court will still be ruled by the Young Heavenly Emperor. If Bai Wuyan has any ulterior motives, she can manipulate the Heavenly Court by controlling the Young Heavenly Emperor.

As Xiang Yuan said this, he had sold out the Heavenly Court completely before it was even born.

That's how business is done; they make empty promises, it's not shameful!

Bai Wuyan sneered repeatedly: "The moment the Heavenly Court is born, I will be subject to its control. At that time, my life and death will be entirely in the hands of the young sect master. Even if you break your promise, I will be powerless to do anything about it. Why should I believe you?"

"You know me, Mr. White House, I'm a good person..."

"Your character is so-so."

Bai Wuyan interrupted her rudely, and then said, "I'm not targeting you, but betting the future on your humanity is not my style. You need to give me an irrefutable reason."

"It's not difficult."

When Xiang Yuan mentioned the Jade Wall Yanfu Gate, he said that at the moment the Heavenly Court was born, Bai Wuyan could go to other worlds to avoid disaster. After he learned a lot of Heavenly Dao principles and restored his dual cultivation, Bai Wuyan would be safe to return to the Qianyuan Realm.

It sounds reasonable, but the initiative is still in Xiang Yuan's hands. If he doesn't go to Bai Wuyan, can the latter still fight her way back to Qianyuan Realm to demand an explanation?

Bai Wuyan narrowed her eyes slightly. She didn't mind trusting Xiangyuan once, but the latter had said so much, and it was all empty promises that made it difficult for her to nod in agreement.

"Master of the White House, what is your opinion?"

"I must be present at the moment the Heavenly Court is born."

"???"

Isn't this inconsistent?

"I have my own way, you'll see when the time comes," Bai Wuyan said calmly.

That's right, you thought of this a long time ago, it's impossible that you weren't prepared at all.

Xiang Yuan raised an eyebrow, curious about Bai Wuyan's preparations. Shamelessly, he leaned forward and asked, "May I ask, Lady Bai, what are your preparations? Could you please tell me and broaden my horizons?"

Hakimi is scratching me again.

"If I were to tell you, I would be at your mercy. If you harbor ill intentions, wouldn't I die unjustly?" Bai Wuyan looked at Xiang Yuan with annoyance. These were things that couldn't be said, and her admiring expression was useless.

Given our current relationship, is there any question of having ulterior motives?
Xiang Yuan touched Bai Wuyan's long legs, feeling that there were many flaws. He knew exactly how many moles Bai Wuyan had all over her body. She was as white as jade, except for a tear mole at the corner of her eye. There was no need to guard against her!
It was already impossible to guard against.

After sorting things out, she indicated that she could understand. That's how strong women are; no matter the relationship, they must have the initiative in their own hands. This is a matter of principle, and no amount of promises will change that.

"Since the White House Master has agreed, let's talk about the great threat to the Heavenly Court in the future."

Xiang Yuan glanced eastward: "I've investigated thoroughly. The mastermind is named Zhang Tianyang, or at least that's the name. He's currently the head of the Yuyang Sect, using the Heavenly Emperor's name to harbor filth and has many demons and monsters under his command..."

He wasn't just making things up. From a factual and moral standpoint, it's no surprise that his three senior uncles, Wangji, Wujiu, and Zhishui, all worked for the Yuyang Sect. With so many of them working under the original Dao, it's understandable that they might harbor filth and corruption.

Zhang Tianyang's personal strength, cunning, ambition, intelligence, and the combined strength of his henchmen were all superior to those of the dilapidated sampan. The two sides were not even in the same league. In fact, the dilapidated sampan was only moved forward by Zhang Tianyang behind the scenes.

Without strong external support, the dilapidated boat has absolutely no chance of winning.

What can he use to fight Zhang Tianyang? Can he overpower him?

"Oh, you're already willing to risk your life for the Heavenly Sect before you've even received your share of the benefits. Your eloquence as the young sect leader is indeed quite impressive," Bai Wuyan sneered sarcastically.

"You can't say that. The White House Master is also doing it for himself. You're doing it to improve yourself and work hard for yourself. It just so happens that you're going the same way as the Heavenly Sect." Xiang Yuan used the same tricks he used to fool college students.

The effect was mediocre; Bai Wuyan was perfectly sober and didn't buy into it at all.

However, the sneers and sarcasm did not affect her agreement. She had decided on this path long ago and was very optimistic about Ji Wuzhou becoming the Heavenly Emperor. Zhang Tianyang was too ambitious and his interests did not align with those of cultivators, so he was not suitable to become a wise ruler.

Seeing that Bai Wuyan had agreed, Xiang Yuan was overjoyed and pulled the other leg into his arms to knead it.

Bai Wuyan was still waiting for Xiang Yuan to continue, but seeing that he remained silent for a long time, she snorted coldly: "The Heavenly Sect's promises are not limited to me alone. Young Sect Master, please continue. At least let me know who else is on the pirate ship, right?"

"..."

What happened to the saying "big boobs, no brains"? Why aren't you playing by the rules?

Xiang Yuan coughed lightly: "Lord Bai, I won't hide the truth about our relationship. There is indeed another Upper Three Realms expert worth trying to win over."

"What is that lowly maid's name?"

"..."

You know perfectly well, don't you?

"speak!"

Seeing that Xiang Yuan was pretending to be dead, Bai Wuyan kicked him in the chest.

Xiang Yuan grinned and played the victim, then took the small foot in his hand and played with it. He spat, "Pah, pinch the foot," and said, "Although Su Ran Sword Venerable is much worse than Bai Gongzhu, she still has cultivation and character. If we can win her over, it will definitely be twice as effective. She is a target we must strive for."

"There's no need to fight for her. This lowly servant has only chosen the Heavenly Sect. If she wants to cultivate immortality, she won't stand against the Heavenly Sect," Bai Wuyan said coldly.

"Sword Master can win without lifting a finger."

Xiang Yuan shrugged, took off his white socks, and pressed on the acupoints on his small feet: "Palace Master, you don't want to be at the forefront, risking your life to fight the enemy, while the Sword Master hides behind and enjoys the fruits of victory, do you?"

"..."

Makes sense!
Bai Wuyan couldn't refute it. Her little feet were a bit itchy. She closed her eyes and snorted coldly, "Tell me, have you already reached an agreement with this lowly servant?"

It was achieved last time.

"Not yet. Regardless of our relationship or our cultivation levels, Lord Bai Gong holds a very important place in my heart. If we haven't reached an agreement, how could it be Sword Venerable's turn? Let her wait in line!" Xiang Yuan said bluntly.

He understands rich women too well; he knows they like to hear these kinds of things.

Unfortunately, the effect is average.

Bai Wuyan opened her eyes, her gaze sharp: "If you go to Jianxinzhai to find her, she will surely see through the clues of the laws of heaven. You lowly servant are arrogant, disdainful of others, domineering, and aggressive. You are worse than evil demons and heretics. She will definitely detain you in Jianxinzhai and use you as a furnace for dual cultivation and sexual exploitation."

Xiang Yuan didn't speak, but simply turned his head to look to the side.

"..." x2
After a brief silence, Bai Wuyan flew into a rage, kicking Xiang Yuan in the chest several times, and finally stomping him in the face.

Xiang Yuan moved her face away from the foot and looked at it up close. She felt that the jade foot was radiant, delicate and exquisite, like a masterpiece carved by heaven.

The lines are smooth and without a trace of roughness, like a crescent moon hidden in the arch of the foot.

Her nails were like seashells, glistening with a lustrous sheen. When slightly curled, they resembled shy flower buds about to bloom; when slightly straightened, they were elegant and fluid, exuding an indescribable liveliness.

Untouched by worldly dust, yet capable of shattering all worldly pride!
Xiang Yuan: (One`)
They're back, they're all back. The shadow of the pink skull is truly gone now.

Xiang Yuan wanted to watch for a while longer, but then he noticed the chill in the air was getting stronger. He decisively placed his little feet in his palms and started massaging them, looking completely unaffected, as if he hadn't just been there.

By the way, let me reiterate that I am old-fashioned and conservative, a conservative within the pro-yellow faction, and I do not have any strange fetishes such as liking small feet. Bai Wuyan glared at Xiang Yuan for a moment, extremely disgusted, but did not retract her foot, and slowly said, "That's enough for today. Leave on your own and do not disturb the tranquility of Wushuang Palace."

"???"

Wait a minute, how come he suddenly became so arrogant?
A series of question marks flashed across Xiang Yuan's mind as he truthfully replied, "Lord Bai, the affairs of the Heavenly Court are of utmost importance and cannot be delayed. I must go to the Sword Heart Pavilion to find the Sword Master. You should know why you let me leave."

"So what if I detain you? You'll still have to go eventually," Bai Wuyan said calmly.

So, is that your reason for letting me go out to practice my skills?

Xiang Yuan was puzzled and suspected that Bai Wuyan had tasted the sweetness of deducing the laws of heaven in the small world, and was so eager to continue that she found the progress too slow. That's why she allowed him to go to Jianxinzhai to cultivate, so that he could go shopping at the supermarket after he returned.

If you don't go to Jianxinzhai, how will this lowly servant take it? If this lowly servant doesn't take it, how will I take it, and how will we both improve?

You lowly servant are nothing but a tool for our advancement; I will not take you seriously!

As Xiang Yuan imagined it, she felt something was off. The White House Chief was not a mercenary woman. When she was being unreasonable, she was unreasonable. She would never say something like "Go out and earn money to help support the family" in her entire life.

Even if it's ruined, stuck in my hands, or turned into swill, I won't let Master Menfeng get any benefit from it. That's what Master Bai Gong is capable of doing.

Xiang Yuan couldn't understand it and stared at Bai Wuyan without blinking.

"Your cultivation has reached its peak, and you have already achieved the Integration stage. If you continue to make progress, you will surely be able to open the Gate of Yama and enter the next world." Bai Wuyan spoke slowly, envisioning a new world where she could compete with that lowly servant and completely control it.

Bai Wuyan hadn't finished speaking, but her meaning was clear. Xiang Yuan understood her thoughts, and while he wished her a successful start without expression, he wasn't optimistic about her.

To my shame, since joining the Yanfu Sect, none of those who teamed up with him have fared well.

Xiang Yuan thought that since the White House Chief had teamed up with him three times in a row, she should have behaved herself. However, he did not expect that the strong woman was still confident and still had unrealistic fantasies.

Bai Wuyan was full of confidence, feeling that the advantage was in her hands. Xiang Yuan didn't want to provoke her, so she didn't say anything and obediently massaged her little feet.

Why don't you leave?
Nonsense, the White House hasn't even pulled its feet back yet. If she doesn't call a stop, it's bound to end well now.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Qingzhou, Bishui County.

Xiang Yuan kicked the door with glee. It was time for his favorite part, A Ping. Before he even saw her, her back teeth were already showing.

Inside the room, Zi Ping sat cross-legged, having been waiting for a long time like an NPC.

She didn't want to be an NPC; she was just forced into it by others.

As to who arranged it, it can only be said that on the surface it was Shang Qingmeng, but behind it was also Su Ran Sword Master who did not want to reveal his name. Both master and disciple knew that only A Ping could be used as bait to catch the shrew.

Today is different; there's another person next to Ziping.

Dressed in white palace attire, with a skirt as white as snow, her appearance was quite similar to Bai Wuyan. However, she possessed an innate allure, with no cold expression on her face. Between her brows, she had the bewitching charm of a rare beauty. If one did not know her, one might think that she came from the Paradise Path and was an experienced demoness.

Qin Zhaorong.

"Hey, isn't this You Rong? What are you doing here today?"

Xiang Yuan looked at Zi Ping with a puzzled expression, then skillfully climbed onto the couch and squeezed between the two of them. Feeling that the space was limited, he bumped Qin Zhaorong to the side with his butt.

Go away, don't disturb those two who are doing their business.

Qin Zhaorong snorted, her thick skin completely unconcerned. Seeing Xiang Yuan untying Zi Ping's belt, she widened her eyes and leaned forward, showing no awareness whatsoever of disturbing someone's good time.

As long as she's not embarrassed, then she's not the one who's embarrassed.

Xiang Yuan felt embarrassed and stopped what he was doing: "Ah Ping, what is she doing here? Is she waiting to watch the show?"

If that's the case, Xiang Yuan can only say that Qin Zhaorong has amazing perseverance; she's probably been waiting here for over a month.

"What do you mean by 'watching for fun'? Don't you understand what I'm saying, Ping?"

Zi Ping glared at Xiang Yuan. Some things are better left unsaid; it's wrong of Xiang Yuan to say them out loud.

They looked into each other's eyes and spoke into the distance, indicating that there were audience members present and they couldn't perform freely.

Xiang Yuan: This guy is shameless. Should we continue?
Zi Ping: When I was in the audience, you and Senior Sister treated me like I wasn't there either!
Xiang Yuan: Don't talk nonsense. It was clearly your senior sister who held my hands down, and I couldn't resist.

Zi Ping: Hehe, you're clearly enjoying yourself.

Xiang Yuan: Let's not talk about that. Why is this person here? Who sent her? Should we get rid of her?
Zi Ping: Senior Sister sent her.

Zi Ping shrugged and explained the truth in a telepathic message: Xiang Yuan had been unusually diligent in visiting Jianxinzhai recently, but she hadn't gained any benefits. Shang Qingmeng, on the other hand, had gained a strong sense of righteousness and had been forced into seclusion by Xiang Yuan.

Shang Qingmeng was already a peak Grandmaster, and this time she went into seclusion to try to break through to the Integration Stage.

"Fairy Shang has also merged with the body?" Xiang Yuan exclaimed in surprise.

"..." x2
What do you mean by "also"? Who else has combined with you? x2
Zi Ping and Qin Zhaorong were both speechless. One was not stupid, and the other was extremely intelligent. Seeing Xiang Yuan's smug look of indifference to fame and fortune and his lack of ambition, how could they not guess who that person was?

For a moment, Zi Ping gritted her teeth, worried that her brother was suffering, and even more worried that he was driving a Land Rover, which made her very upset.

Qin Zhaorong's eyes were bloodshot. When she first met Xiang Yuan, he was at the Nascent Soul stage, and she was also at the Nascent Soul stage. Later, Xiang Yuan became a Grandmaster of the Profound Realm, and she was still at the Nascent Soul stage. Now that Xiang Yuan is a Grandmaster of the Body Integration stage, she is still at the Nascent Soul stage...

The version has been updated several times, but she's stuck in the same place. Isn't this bullying honest people?

Qin Zhaorong glared angrily at Ziping, who had managed to steal the medicine through a winding path, then moved to Xiang Yuan's side, grabbed one of his arms, and refused to let go.

Please help You Rong; she really wants to improve!

"Don't do anything rash. With the potency of this medicine, not only have your senior sister and eldest senior sister reserved it, but even you... well, right? If you don't want to die, let go quickly." Xiang Yuan shook his arm, fearing that his innate divine strength would seriously injure Qin Zhaorong, so he dared not make any big moves and instead tried to persuade her with kind words.

Qin Zhaorong had watched Xiang Yuan climb to the top step by step, and she was extremely envious of the excellent cases of Shang Qingmeng's fusion and Zi Ping's connection with the underworld, as well as the fun of her master personally getting involved. She considered herself the first one there, and even if her master beat her to death today, she would not let go.

What? Master, you can improve, but your disciple can't?

Zi Ping looked speechlessly at the deranged Qin Zhaorong, and gave Xiang Yuan a reproachful look. "Speak properly instead of pretending. Now look what's happened, Junior Sister Qin has gone mad."

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Despite her amusement, Zi Ping was also provoked. Her two pairs of eerie green eyes stared at Xiang Yuan. If her strength didn't allow it, she would definitely have kidnapped him and taken him to Jianxinzhai as a family heirloom.

"I can't be bothered with you..."

Xiang Yuan came here to have some fun—no, he came here to discuss serious matters with the Sword Master at the Door Crack. With Shang Qingmeng in seclusion, any entanglement with Zi Ping could very well ruin their brotherhood.

Especially given today's situation, if the Sword Master at the Door doesn't intervene in time, it's highly likely that the charade will turn into a real affair.

It might even hurt Qin Zhaorong.

Xiang Yuan's figure faded, and he headed straight for the Sword Heart Sect's small cave.

Qin Zhaorong's arms were empty, and she was so angry that her chest ached: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister has entrusted us with an important task. Hurry up and go knock on the door. The mission is important."

Zi Ping nodded repeatedly, "Yes, having fun is important."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Sword Pillar Forbidden Land, Small Paradise.

Stepping forward, one sees the figure of the Sword Master Su Ran sitting cross-legged on the high platform, exuding an ethereal aura and the demeanor of a true immortal. In terms of appearance and temperament, she is more like a fairy than the White Palace Master, who is cold and aloof every day of the year.

It's a shame he's shameless and a complete clown.

Xiang Yuanxiong strode forward with great pride. Last time he came to the Sword Master to inquire if there was a way to quickly cultivate a small world, the Sword Master refused to help him. Now things were different; he held the power of the Heavenly Dao, and it was now his turn to refuse to help the Sword Master cultivate.

Arrogant at first and respectful later, it’s really laughable to think about it!

Xiang Yuan's lips curled up; he had already begun to smile.

Two steps later, he discovered Shang Qingmeng sitting cross-legged below the spring, having chosen to cultivate in seclusion beside her master. His eyes twitched immediately.

Fairy Shang, why are you in seclusion here? It's so inappropriate to be wandering around with demons like this!

Xiang Yuan had some idea why Shang Qingmeng was in seclusion here. He raised his hand to cover his face and said, "Sword Master, I have an important matter to attend to today. In my humble opinion, for the sake of your reputation, it would be better if you sent Fairy Shang away first."

"joke!"

Upon hearing this, Sword Master Su Ran chuckled, mocking those who lacked self-awareness, and told Xiang Yuan not to delay and to come over quickly.

Today, I'll take the medicine in front of Shang Qingmeng and show her the straw to clear up the previous misunderstanding.

"Sword Master, actually..."

"Enough with the nonsense. Today, I will prove to Qingmeng with my actions that I am not the kind of shameless master I was before, and I will never do so again!" Su Ran Sword Venerable declared firmly.

"..."

Stop talking, I've already seen you slapping yourself in the face.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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