After the main character who took the blame retired, the female lead quit.

In the current situation, perhaps because Long Wanyan's various titles were too frightening, she was overcome with grief, and her little face wrinkled up again.

As expected... sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing.

Waaaaah... I shouldn't have been so impulsive and made such a calculation. If Long Wanyan finds out that she knows about this, won't she be silenced?

The fear of being killed by a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator surged into her heart, and the little glutinous rice ball shrank back, her mind starting to wander:

Could it be that the one who will kill her is Long Wanyan, who will break through to the Nascent Soul Realm later?

Waaaaah... What has she done to deserve this...?

In a daze, Bu Suantian seemed to see his future fate: he would be shot in the head by Long Wanyan, and his body would hang on the tip of the gun like a dead salted fish.

She absolutely refuses!

Oh, right, Xiao Yu... and Xiao Yu. The divination shows that he is the benefactor who saved me from my death. As long as he is by my side, I will definitely be fine.

Thinking of this, Bu Suantian grabbed onto a piece of driftwood that was floating downstream, just like a drowning person grabbing onto it. She quickly tugged at Xiao Yu's clothes with her little hands.

Sensing the commotion, Xiao Yu turned around in confusion, only to find a pair of soft, watery eyes staring intently at him. Bu Suantian's small face was tense, and a hint of seriousness shone through her determined gaze:

"I've made up my mind. Until things are completely resolved, I want to stay with you forever, even when we go to the bathroom!"

Xiao Yu: ? ? ?

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At this time, the inn where the Qingyun Floating Sect was staying.

Upon arriving at the inn, Long Wanyan greeted everyone and then locked herself in her room, refusing to see any guests.

Even when people with good relations with the Qingyun Floating Sect came to visit, she brushed them off by saying she was feeling unwell recently.

Long Wanyan's private flying boat was quite distinctive. The moment the flying boat landed, most of the sects in the secret realm who came to participate knew that Long Wanyan, the sect leader of Qingyun Fuzong, had arrived. Some rumors that arose because of her delayed appearance were also dispelled.

With the sect leader's presence, the disciples of Qingyun Fuzong who were participating in the secret realm felt much more at ease.

It just feels like their sect leader is a bit different from before; his temperament is much gentler, and his cultivation seems to have increased significantly.

They must have encountered some fortuitous opportunity; this is a good thing! It's a good thing for the Qingyun Floating Sect. The stronger the sect leader is, the better their situation will be within the secret realm.

inside the room.

Having just finished a cycle of Qi circulation, Long Wanyan opened her eyes. A sharp glint flashed in her silvery-white pupils, and her aura became much more solid, like thick black clouds before a storm. The black clouds pressed down on the city, threatening to crush it, like a fist pressing down on a hollow piece of glass. The surface of the glass was already covered with cracks, and with just a little more force, it could completely shatter the glass blocking her way, which was called a bottleneck.

Call ~

With her moist lips slightly parted, Long Wanyan slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

His cultivation has finally stabilized, and he's just a hair's breadth away from breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

It was just a little bit short, just a tiny bit more.

A hint of obsession flashed in Long Wanyan's eyes, and her silver-white eyes showed a faint tendency to turn red, but returned to normal after a few seconds.

Long Wanyan calmed down. Compared to before, her current progress was already quite impressive, and she believed that the day she would break through to the Nascent Soul Realm was not far off.

At that time, she would be qualified to explore the secret realm that her master had mentioned.

Stopping her thoughts, Long Wanyan took stock of her spoils, excluding the trunk of the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit tree and the corpse of the Golden Core Realm dragon.

Her biggest gains were the breakthrough in her cultivation and the further refinement of her bloodline. As for the five-hundred-year-old Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit, she added it to the yam and wolfberry soup she cooked for Xiao Yu.

After a night of dual cultivation with Xiao Yu, Long Wanyan's cultivation level had made further progress. Naturally, she no longer needed the Dragon Blood Mystic Fruit to refine pills to break through her bottleneck. Rather than adding to her already excellent condition, she might as well use it to help Xiao Yu, who was almost completely drained.

Xiao Yu cannot die.

The enhancement she received from the essence of Yin far exceeded her expectations. Not only her cultivation level, but also the true dragon bloodline within her body was further refined, thus awakening a new talent called Dragon Transformation.

It involves lowering one's cultivation level by one realm to significantly enhance one's strength, similar to the "Realm Suppression" method, but different from it.

At the same time, the more realms one drops, the stronger one's physical strength will become, until it rivals that of a true dragon. In other words, besides Qi cultivators, Long Wanyan can also temporarily become a martial artist by dropping realms, fighting with a powerful physical body.

Of course, in addition to the increase in physical strength, as the realm decreases, the body will also exhibit a certain degree of dragon-humanization.

This isn't necessarily a bad thing.

She can now use some of the secret techniques contained within the dragon bloodline.

Long Wanyan estimated that perhaps after she breaks through to a higher realm, and then uses her Dragon Transformation Talent to dissipate to the bottom in one go, she might completely transform into a dragon. However, it's hard to say whether she can transform back into human form at that time.

Unless absolutely necessary, she would not reduce her cultivation level entirely in one go.

Overall, this talent has both advantages and disadvantages.

If used selectively, it may bring unexpected benefits.

Thinking of this, Long Wanyan's mind stirred, and she immediately began to experiment. Her bloodline boiled as if it were burning, and her cultivation level dropped by one realm. A scorching aura spread throughout the room.

She clenched her fist, felt the strength in her hand, and nodded. The improvement in her body was far greater than she had expected. Her physical fitness was now roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary fifth or sixth-level martial artist.

This leap forward is terrifying, but the price is that his cultivation level drops to the Golden Core realm.

Long Wanyan tried to use some techniques that could only be used by those at the Nascent Soul stage, but found that she couldn't use them at all.

In other words, she has completely transformed from a Nascent Soul cultivator into a Golden Core cultivator. Her dragon-transformation state has no time limit, and she should have no problem participating in the Phoenix Hill Secret Realm right now.

After gesturing back and forth a few times and seeing that there were no problems, Long Wanyan deactivated her dragon form.

Because she had only descended one realm, her dragon-like features were not obvious, and she did not change much from her usual self.

The dragon transformation was dispelled, but the scorching heat in the room did not dissipate; instead, it intensified.

Long Wanyan's expression changed slightly. Her bloodline seemed to be stimulated, continuing to boil and burn within her body without any sign of stopping. The familiar burning sensation came from within her body.

Long Wanyan gritted her teeth. She was used to it. There were always days when the bloodline in her body would be disobedient, after all, she had not yet completely mastered and refined this special bloodline in her body.

Having cultivated for so many years, Long Wanyan naturally had ways to deal with the boiling blood within her body.

She sat cross-legged and took out a piece of snow-white, soft material that looked like a cloud.

Ice Essence is a spiritual material with ice attributes. It is mild in nature and is formed by glaciers that are over a thousand years old. The one in Long Wanyan's hand has layered ice patterns, and judging from its color, it is estimated to be close to ten thousand years old.

Long Wanyan released her grip, and the ice essence floated in mid-air, with wisps of white vapor emanating from it. Long Wanyan then guided the vapor into her body to soothe its restless and turbulent blood.

The ice essence hovered in front of her, and from a distance, it really looked like a small piece of white cloud cut off from the sky.

As the white mist was introduced, a gentle coolness rose within Long Wanyan's body. The ice essence was mild, unlike other ice-attribute spiritual materials which were irritating. This was the result of Long Wanyan's selection from countless ice-attribute spiritual materials.

But this is not the best. The best, needless to say, is the essence of Taiyin. Ice essence can only neutralize the restlessness of the blood vessels, and has no other benefits. If used for a long time, it will also cause frostbite to the meridians.

Only the essence of Taiyin, nurtured by the moonlight in the sky, is the correct solution. It can not only relieve the burning sensation in the blood vessels, but also complement and enhance cultivation, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

However, this thing is not as easy to obtain as the ice essence hidden under the glacier. The moon hangs high in the sky, how could it be found so easily?

After making inquiries in many places, Long Wanyan could not be found at all; not even a shadow of her could be seen.

So...

That very night, Long Wanyan obtained the essence of Taiyin and experienced for the first time the tremendous enhancement it brought to her bloodline.

Recalling that enchanting night, even though Long Wanyan had experienced countless bloody battles and her heart remained unshaken despite the blood splattering on her face, that night... as soon as the gun entered and exited her dragon, and only a slight blush spread, she couldn't help but panic.

As she pondered this, Long Wanyan's breath caught in her throat, and the hand seals she was making slowed down slightly. Suddenly... with a snap, the ice essence that had been floating in the air fell to the ground, limp and melting away.

In the sweltering room, Long Wanyan opened her eyes, and the water stain reflecting the light on the floor in front of her was particularly conspicuous.

Chapter Sixty-Nine, Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Looking at the water stains on the ground, a trace of annoyance flashed in Long Wanyan's crystal eyes. Ice essence is pure and unpolluted. Since it was harvested from the glacier, it cannot come into contact with any substance, otherwise it will turn into a useless puddle of clear water. It can only be preserved if it is temporarily stored in clear water formed from another piece of ice essence.

However, just now, due to Long Wanyan's distraction, the ice spirit lost control and fell directly to the ground. Instantly, the white cloud shrank together and turned into a pool of clear water.

This loss amounted to tens of thousands of spirit stones. Ignoring the heartache, Long Wanyan wanted to take out another piece, but when she probed with her divine sense, she realized that the one she had just taken was the last usable piece of ice essence.

The rest are scattered pieces, mostly from several hundred years ago, and are of no use.

Helpless, Long Wanyan could only sit quietly, trying to clear her mind of all other thoughts.

In the current situation, the only option is to wait for the blood in my body to cool down on its own, or I should go out and find someone to fight. After the fight, the boiling heat in my body will dissipate.

However, with the Fengqiu Secret Realm about to open, who would want to fight her?

She could only sit quietly and let it calm down on its own. Apart from the burning sensation in her body, it didn't have any other effects, except that her mood would become a little irritable.

Long Wanyan sat cross-legged in meditation. For some reason, she thought of Xiao Yu, the man whose natal flying sword was outstanding and who cultivated both swordsmanship and martial arts. If he were still here, she could use his Yin essence to calm things down.

No, what is she thinking...?

To be honest, the memory of that night was too chaotic, and in the end, Long Wanyan didn't know what the so-called Taiyin essence actually looked like.

As she carefully recalled the details of that night, Long Wanyan felt a dryness in her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, which were a little chapped from the heat in her body. As if she remembered something, her sharp gaze fell on her flat stomach.

Seeing that there was no change, Long Wanyan breathed a sigh of relief. She closed her eyes and focused her mind, silently reciting the calming mantra.

Hopefully, no one will bother us during this time.

At this moment, following Feng Ling's guidance, Xiao Yu arrived at the inn where the Qingyun Floating Sect was located.

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I don't know what got into my little dumpling today, but he shamelessly insisted that we stay together forever.

Faced with such a request, Xiao Yu certainly...did not agree.

If being together all the time is meant to lead to marriage, what's wrong with you? Is this a confession to him?

Make sure you see the location clearly.

Xiao Yu simply tapped her head, which seemed to be lost in thought, to get her to be normal.

Meanwhile, after hearing Bu Suantian's astonishing statement, Feng Ling's eyes flickered, and she became even more certain that Xiao Yu and this Nascent Soul cultivator were Daoist partners.

In short, things became much easier after that.

Inside the room, the group split into two. Xiao Yu went to Long Wanyan to get a letter of introduction from the sect, and after obtaining it, he immediately sent the message to Feng Ling via flying sword.

Feng Ling then led Bu Suantian and the others to a nearby Alliance branch to complete the necessary procedures.