What does my ancestor's pregnancy have to do with me, a mere servant?

Jiang Huaiyue picked up the jade bottle on the left and uncorked it.

A rich, exotic fragrance instantly filled the entire cave. The pill was perfectly round, its surface covered with golden cloud patterns, without a single impurity.

Top-notch!

She gasped and quickly pulled open the jade bottle on the right.

Nine pills lay quietly at the bottom of the bottle.

Both are top-quality!

"This is..." she stammered.

She was clearly begging for mercy, asking Lin Yuan what price she needed to pay to save her life. Why, then, was this man giving her these pills?

Could this top-grade elixir have been poisoned?

No, he'd already been placed under a divine-suppressing spell; there was no need for him to go through this trouble. Jiang Huaiyue had no idea what Lin Yuan was planning.

"I'll give you one day. If you can't reach the late stage of Foundation Establishment, I'll kill you."

After saying that, Lin Yuan sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to meditate and regulate his breathing.

Jiang Huaiyue put the Xuan Gu Sheng Mai Dan into her mouth.

The elixir melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a scalding warm current that rushed straight to the damaged limbs and bones. A tingling, itchy pain spread through the back injured by the lightning talisman. The lungs and internal organs damaged by the poisonous toad were rapidly repaired. The depleted spiritual energy within the body began to replenish itself.

Only half an hour later, Jiang Huaiyue exhaled a breath of bloody turbid air. Her injuries had almost completely healed.

Without delay, she immediately poured out a top-grade Purple Mansion Condensation Pill, tilted her head back, and swallowed it.

A vast and pure spiritual energy exploded within the Qi Sea.

Jiang Huaiyue quickly formed hand seals, guiding the massive medicinal power to impact the meridian barriers.

time flies.

The cave was so quiet that only the sound of turbulent air currents could be heard. Lin Yuan sat at the edge of the formation, his divine sense spreading around the cave, watching for any unusual activity outside.

It was afternoon.

The chilling aura swirling around Jiang Huaiyue suddenly stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, a far more powerful spiritual pressure than before erupted from her body.

Late stage of foundation building.

Jiang Huaiyue opened her eyes, a sharp glint flashing in her pupils. The bottleneck that had been holding her back for half a year was torn apart like paper by the domineering power of the top-grade Qi-Nourishing Pill.

She clenched her fists, feeling the immense magical power surging through her meridians.

A surge of joy welled up inside me.

Lin Yuan opened his eyes and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, from today onwards, I am your master!"

Jiang Huaiyue strode forward. She bent her knees and knelt heavily on the bluestone slab. She placed her hands on the ground, her forehead pressed against the back of her hands.

"Huaiyue greets her master."

Within the Xuan Yin Sect, the strong prey on the weak. Having witnessed countless deaths and enslavement, she quickly accepted everything.

Lin Yuan looked at Jiang Huaiyue with satisfaction: "Get up!"

Jiang Huaiyue raised her head. The way she looked at Lin Yuan was different from before. Before, she was high and mighty, but now, facing this Qi Refining stage cultivator, she felt that the other party was unfathomable.

"Master, you've helped me improve my cultivation, so it must be very useful, right?" Jiang Huaiyue asked.

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over Jiang Huaiyue's stunningly beautiful face.

"Sleep with me."

Jiang Huaiyue's face darkened.

The Xuan Yin Sect has all sorts of evil magic sects, the most common of which is female cultivators who practice sexual cultivation.

Through the art of "replenishing one's body," a female cultivator is used as a vessel to steal her cultivation and improve one's own realm.

But now his life is in someone else's hands, and he has no control over anything.

……

One hour later.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in his original position. Golden characters refreshed his vision.

Available attribute points: 1058

He pondered in his heart. Jiang Huaiyue's cultivation had reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and she had engaged in two face-to-face arduous training sessions, each providing three hundred points.

One session of face-to-face arduous training in the early stages of Foundation Establishment yields 100 points, the middle stages 200 points, and the later stages 300 points.

If Li Yang's initial Core Formation stage skill level is 1000 points, then his mid-Core Formation stage skill level should be 2000 points, and his late-stage skill level should be 3000 points. And so on, with the Nascent Soul stage following behind.

On the other side, Jiang Huaiyue had already tidied her clothes. She checked her internal energy center and found that the cultivation she was worried about from being drained had not decreased; in fact, her magical power seemed to have become a little more solid.

The other party did not use any sexual enhancement techniques.

Jiang Huaiyue was even more puzzled. He wasn't after cultivation, but simply after her beauty? He went to all that trouble, giving her top-grade pills, just for this? She couldn't understand Lin Yuan's logic at all.

"Let's go to the Wordless Stele now!" Lin Yuan stood up.

This is Lin Yuan's main objective in entering this place: the opportunity to establish his foundation in the Heavenly Dao, which he is determined to seize.

Jiang Huaiyue hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Master, the elites from all the peaks have gathered at the Nameless Stele. It would be too conspicuous for just the two of us to travel together."

Lin Yuan didn't take it to heart. He quickly formed hand seals.

The "Formless Transformation Technique" is in operation.

A series of fine cracking sounds emanated from his bones. His body grew two inches taller. His facial muscles contorted, and his features changed. In the blink of an eye, Lin Yuan transformed into a young man with a scar near his eye.

It was Wang Teng, whom he had killed earlier.

Not only in appearance, but even in aura, Lin Yuan was somewhat similar. It's just a pity that this method can only hide one's cultivation level, not simulate a higher level.

He took out the emerald green longsword from his storage bag and hung it at his waist. He then found a set of Xuan Yin Sect inner sect robes in Wang Teng's storage bag and changed into them.

After doing all this, Lin Yuan turned to look at Jiang Huaiyue.

"Let's go." Lin Yuan strode out of the cave.

It is more than 500 miles away from Blood Demon Mountain. If you fly at full speed, you can get there in just one or two hours.

However, the sky above the Crimson Forbidden Land is filled with unknown spatial rifts, and it is too conspicuous, making it a likely target for cultivators or demonic beasts. Therefore, one can only fly low close to the ground.

Along the way, the dark brown wasteland was barren. Occasionally, a few extremely thick ancient monster bones lay half-buried in the soil, and the air was filled with a foul-smelling poisonous miasma.

The two flew a hundred miles.

Ahead, the dark red mist surged violently, accompanied by sharp, piercing hissing sounds mixed with the roar of magic.

A dense swarm of black shadows was frantically attacking a cultivator. They were bats, about a foot long, entirely black except for their blood-red eyes.

"The Blood-Weeping Demon Bat," Jiang Huaiyue said in a low voice.

These top-tier level one demonic beasts are only equivalent to the eighth or ninth level of Qi Refining in terms of individual strength, but they are extremely fast and can make extremely strange turns and changes of direction in the air.

What's most disgusting is that they come in groups, and the sound waves they spew can disrupt a cultivator's consciousness.

The person surrounded in the middle was a young cultivator, wearing a lightning-patterned robe from the Azure Thunder Peak, with a cultivation level of mid-Foundation Establishment.

He wielded a blue flying sword, its light forming a protective shield around him. The demonic bats fearlessly charged at the sword light, producing a piercing scraping sound.

Lin Yuan recognized this man. Before entering the forbidden area, this man, named Sun Yan, had been following Chu Tianhan.

Sun Yan was covered in sweat, his magical power severely depleted. Upon seeing the two approaching figures, he was overjoyed.

"Senior Sister Jiang! Junior Brother Wang Teng! Come quick, help me! These beasts have gone mad!"

Jiang Huaiyue turned her head to look at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan's lips curled into a smile. This was a fat sheep delivered right to his doorstep.

He drew his long, emerald-green sword from his waist and shouted, "Senior brother, don't panic! I'm here to help you!"

With a flash of wind and thunder phantom boots beneath his feet, Lin Yuan transformed into a blur, directly plunging into the swarm of bats. A blinding blade light erupted from his emerald longsword, tearing a gash through the dense, dark mass of demonic bats.

Seeing this, Sun Yan felt much more at ease. He immediately opened a gap in the sword light in front of him to allow "Wang Teng" to join him, while focusing all his energy on defending against the demonic bats behind and on both sides.

"Junior brother, you provide cover from the left, I'll attack from the right, let's work together to kill these beasts!" Sun Yan quickly arranged the tactics, completely exposing his back to Lin Yuan.

"No problem," Lin Yuan's voice rang out from behind Sun Yan.

Instead of slashing at the bat on the left, the emerald green longsword traced a perfectly round crescent arc in the air.

The blade flashed, heading straight for Sun Yan's nape.