After the witch ripped out his heart, this mortal body began to lose control.

March 11th is an auspicious day for bathing.

Lu Changsheng kept a close eye on the fire for three whole days, and the medicinal soup used for the first stage of body tempering was finally ready.

The medicinal soup is dark green, exudes a fresh herbal fragrance, and is rich in spiritual energy. Despite its potent toxicity, the smell alone is enough to make one's mind and spirit solemn.

Lu Changsheng pinched his nose and glanced at the medicinal soup, feeling a little apprehensive.

Bathing in such toxic medicinal soup for seven consecutive days, can the body really withstand it?

We should try it on a living creature first, just to be on the safe side.

He rushed to the door and said, "Steward Zhang, catch me a rat, and also get me some Blood-Replenishing Pills, Grain-Abstaining Pills, and Vitality-Nourishing Pills."

Before long, the things he asked for were delivered by Steward Zhang.

He opened the door, took what he wanted, and then closed the door again.

The medicine was still warm when he carefully placed the mouse into it.

The rat died as soon as it entered the water. Although it died, it did not leave not even a bone fragment as Lu Changsheng had imagined. Instead, its body remained intact.

Upon closer inspection, Lu Changsheng was overjoyed.

Although the poison of the Iron Scale Fruit can rot flesh and penetrate bones, it is similar to the legendary bone-dissolving water.

However, Polygonatum and Qingling Grass are excellent medicines that can quickly heal injuries, and the interaction of the three seems to have formed a delicate balance.

Rats are just mortals and of course cannot withstand such torment, but cultivators are different. Cultivators can draw spiritual power to protect their bodies and should be able to withstand it.

However, this excruciating pain is probably unavoidable.

Thinking this, he took out a homemade cigarette from his storage bag, lit it, took a few deep drags, then threw the remaining half on the ground and rubbed it under his foot.

He took a deep breath, gathered all his spiritual energy in his right hand, circulated the Body Tempering Technique, and activated the jade pendant to protect his heart meridian.

Only then did he slowly dip his right hand into the herbal medicine.

The moment my hand entered the medicinal soup, it felt as if it were being bitten by a thousand ants. Although the skin and flesh were protected by spiritual power, they still broke apart. Then, the Polygonatum and Qingling Grass in the soup quickly restored them. The breaking and repairing cycle repeated itself, as if a delicate balance had been formed.

With his left hand, he opened the various pills he had prepared in advance, poured them all into his mouth and swallowed them, then jumped into the bronze cauldron.

The pain from having my skin cracked all over my body is excruciating, it's heart-wrenching.

He not only screamed in pain, but sweat also poured down his forehead.

……

March 18th, evening.

In a quiet cultivation room in the courtyard, Shen Qinghe slowly opened her eyes. After more than ten days of cultivation, she felt that her spiritual power had become much more abundant, and she would soon reach the Great Perfection of the late Foundation Establishment stage.

She stepped out of the quiet room and into the study. As soon as she sat down, her personal maid, Xiao Cui, brought her a cup of spiritual tea and placed it beside her.

The wedding had been going on for over ten days, but she hadn't seen Lu Changsheng since the wedding. It was time for him to suppress the Yin Coldness within her body once again.

So he casually asked, "What is the son-in-law doing?"

Xiao Cui only dared to answer truthfully: "My son-in-law has been in seclusion in the alchemy room for more than ten days, and the medicinal materials he has consumed are quite numerous, with a total value of nearly five thousand spirit stones."

"A mere five thousand spirit stones is nothing to the Shen family. Let Steward Zhang fulfill all his requests as much as possible."

……

At this moment, inside the alchemy room, Lu Changsheng leaped out of the bronze cauldron. Including the more than ten days before and after his failure, he finally succeeded in the first level of body refinement.

He felt as if his skin and flesh were as hard as metal. He took out a short sword from his storage bag and stabbed it fiercely into his arm.

"bite!

With a crisp sound, the short sword broke in two.

Looking inside the bronze cauldron, the originally dark green medicine had turned into clear water.

As soon as the door to the alchemy room was opened, Steward Zhang greeted them with a broad smile.

"Young master, you have been staying in the alchemy room for more than ten days, and there has been no movement at all in the last few days. This old servant is very worried."

"Before the young lady went into seclusion, she instructed us to take good care of you. What would I do if anything happened to you?"

At first, Steward Zhang could still hear the sounds coming from inside the alchemy room. Seven days ago, he even heard Lu Changsheng's heart-wrenching screams. But since the day before yesterday, there has been no sound at all. The old steward even thought that Lu Changsheng had tortured himself to death.

Several times they wanted to rush into the alchemy room to save him, but when they remembered that Lu Changsheng had told them not to enter the room under any circumstances, they gave up the idea of ​​rushing in.

Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng looked at the old butler who had been with the Shen family for many years. This old fellow was efficient, thoughtful, and easy to manage. He only had one drawback: he was too talkative, which was probably related to his age.

"Quickly prepare some wine and food, I'm starving!"

He was in a good mood today and wanted to drink. Back in Yunshan Village, he would drink a jar of Mengdao Niu wine with his grandfather every night.

"Alright, sir, please wait a moment in the living room. I'll send someone to prepare right away."

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He had barely sat down in the living room when Steward Zhang ordered a maid to bring wine and dishes to the table.

Along with the food and wine, a storage bag and a jade slip were also delivered.

Steward Zhang told him that the storage bag and jade slip were delivered by a thin, dark-skinned young man the day before, who left after putting the items down.

He picked up the storage bag and looked inside. He found it was full of the materials he needed for the first stage of body refinement.

grandfather!

He murmured something to himself.

Butler Zhang had already poured him a full glass of wine and respectfully handed it to him.

"Young master, this wine is called Qinghe Brew. It is a celestial wine, made from three-hundred-year-old green rice ears and brewed with the spiritual spring of Chuyun Immortal Sect. Drinking it can increase your cultivation speed."

Listening to the old butler's introduction, Lu Changsheng picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and poured it into his mouth.

Then, he muttered to himself:

The wine that immortals drink isn't very good either; it's too smooth and not strong enough, not as good as the Mengdao Niu wine my grandfather brewed!

Thinking this, he picked up the jade slip, injected a wisp of spiritual power into it, and then heard his grandfather's voice.

"You brat, now that you're married and living a good life, you've forgotten about your grandpa?"

It's been over ten days and he hasn't even come back to see his grandpa. What an ungrateful little brat.

People say that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl, but they don't realize that the same applies to a married grandson!

This storage bag contains all the materials you requested, but you didn't go back to get them, so Grandpa had to send someone to deliver them to you.

Being away from home is different from being in the village; remember to be careful in everything you do!

Looking at the storage bag his grandfather had given him and putting away the jade slip, Lu Changsheng felt a pang of longing for the old man and wondered what he was doing at that moment.

After eating, we went back to the village to have Grandpa examine the Myriad Transformations Five Elements Fruit.

He made up a story to deceive Shen Qinghe that day without thinking it through, saying that his grandfather knew of a dual cultivation technique that could completely cure the Taiyin Coldness in Shen Qinghe's body.

Looking back now, it was incredibly stupid!

I have to go back to the village and discuss with my grandfather how to cover up this lie.

Thinking this, he casually instructed the old steward, "Pack me a pot of this wine later, I'll take it back to Yunshan Village for my old man to try."

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An hour later, the sun had completely set.

It was already dark.

Lu Changsheng stepped onto his flying sword, transforming into a streak of light as he sped towards Yunshan Village.

The night breeze brushed against my cheeks, carrying a slight chill.

But he had barely flown a mile out of the Shen family compound when three subtle divine senses locked onto him.

"Looks like someone's already itching to make a move against me!"

Lu Changsheng turned his head to look in the direction from which the three divine senses had come.

Since we've been targeted, let's land and find a good spot to kill them.

At 1:15 AM, in the eastern district of Yunyang City,

An eerily quiet, nameless alleyway.

The moonlight was obscured by dark clouds, and it was pitch black in the alley.

Even the barking of dogs could not be heard; only the whistling sound of the wind blowing through the eaves could be heard.

Lu Changsheng quietly landed under the eaves of a low house, hiding in the shadows, his aura completely concealed.

He silently took out three flying needles and an iron-scaled fruit from his third storage bag, coated the needles with the venom of the iron-scaled fruit, and took out a small packet of spirit-corroding powder, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap.

Before long, the sound of toes lightly tapping the roof tiles came from above.

The moment the three landed, Lu Changsheng flicked his finger, and the Spirit-Eating Powder silently rose to the roof on the night breeze. It was colorless, odorless, and had no spiritual energy fluctuations whatsoever.

In the blink of an eye, the three figures on the rooftop trembled simultaneously.

The meridians are stiff, spiritual energy is rapidly lost, and the whole body becomes sore and weak!

The three of them immediately sensed something was wrong and were about to activate their spiritual power to protect themselves when Lu Changsheng threw the three flying needles in his hand at the person on the far left.

laugh!

The Corrupting Heart Poison Needle pierced through the air, striking the man squarely between the eyebrows. The deadly poison instantly attacked his heart, and he collapsed to the ground dead without uttering a sound.

One of the men tried to use his remaining spiritual energy to resist, but in the next instant, a short sword pierced his throat.

The sword was as fast as lightning, and by the time he reacted, it was too late.

He could only cover his neck with his hands in an attempt to save himself, but he still couldn't stop the blood from gushing out.

The remaining man on the far right, seeing that his two companions had died within two breaths,

Terrified out of his wits, he lost all will to fight and jumped off the roof to escape.

But as soon as he landed, Lu Changsheng appeared behind him like a ghost, his short sword pressed against his neck without hesitation.

He asked coldly, "Who sent you?"

"Don't kill me, I'll talk!"

"It was...it was Chi Feng, a guest elder of the Li family, who sent us!"

The moment the man finished answering the question, his head rolled to the ground.

boom!

His body crashed straight to the ground.

Lu Changsheng put the short sword back in his pocket, and flames rose from his palm. He used a fireball technique to turn the three of them into ashes.

The alleyway returned to its deathly silence, as if the battle had never taken place.

Unexpectedly, seven or eight late-stage Qi Refining auras swept in from outside the alley, and several sword lights suddenly streaked down from the sky.

Stab him!

But his skin was as hard as iron, and his defenses were completely impenetrable.

"You still dare to come and die?"

Is this ever going to end?

Lu Changsheng complained, stepped onto his flying sword, and without looking back, transformed into a streak of light and fled out of the city.

However, the people behind him continued to pursue him relentlessly.

As he ran, he spread out his divine sense to detect the pursuers.

This investigation revealed that they had stirred up a hornet's nest, with many tails following behind!