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

Wen Yuci picked up the jade slip.

Then, I probed in with my divine sense.

Information flooded my mind.

Yin and Yang in harmony.

The Yin and Yang techniques are practiced simultaneously, with the energies of both men and women converging and circulating in their meridians. Yin gives rise to Yang, and Yang transforms into Yin. The core principle is to use the other's power to temper one's own foundation, stripping away all impurities and hidden injuries deep within one's spiritual root.

Wen Yuci's pupils suddenly dilated.

She froze on the stone bed.

She opened her mouth.

His lips trembled slightly. He wanted to say something, a thousand words welled up in his throat, but in the end, he said nothing.

She lowered her head and refocused her consciousness into the jade slip, trying to understand the Yin formula word by word.

The lingering humiliation and resentment in his heart became insignificant in the face of this technique.

Master it is.

Compared to being stuck in the early stages of Core Formation for the rest of one's life, what does it matter if one calls out "master" a few times?

Lin Yuan saw all of this, and his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He withdrew his gaze and sat down in front of the red copper alchemy furnace.

Lin Yuan formed a hand seal.

With a flick of his fingers, jet-black ghost fire leaped from his fingertips. The flames fell to the bottom of the alchemy furnace and burned quietly.

……

Half an hour.

The final incantation was cast.

The ghost fire went out.

The furnace lid flew off.

A rich medicinal aroma rose into the sky. Icy blue medicinal vapors, mixed with golden specks of light, burst forth from the furnace opening, forming a slowly rotating vortex of medicinal vapors above the stone chamber.

The vortex dissipated.

A pill slowly rose from the very center of the surging medicinal energy.

The pill is entirely amber in color, with a smooth and flawless surface. Several faint golden lines can be seen slowly flowing inside.

The patterns were evenly arranged, without the slightest deviation. The surface of the pill emitted a strong, restrained, and lingering medicinal power.

Top grade crosses Erdan.

Wen Yuci's eyes widened.

Her original expectation was that it would be of low quality.

It wasn't that she looked down on Lin Yuan, but rather that the Crossing Calamity Pill was a top-tier pill that only a fifth-grade alchemist could refine.

The extremely yin medicinal properties of the Cold Marrow Lotus are naturally incompatible with most alchemical fires; being able to refine the elixir is already a skill.

Quality? What kind of quality can it possibly have? We should be thankful it doesn't explode in the oven.

A low-grade Calamity-Crossing Pill would suffice. Shen Guiyan only needed a usable Calamity-Crossing Pill; its quality was not a strict requirement.

But this is a top-quality product.

The efficacy of a superior-grade Du'e Pill is more than three times that of an inferior-grade one.

Wen Yuci's lips twitched slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed the rest of her sentence back.

Fifth-grade alchemist.

At least a fifth-grade alchemist.

Lin Yuan reached out and took the pill into his palm.

He nodded in satisfaction, put the pill into a white jade bottle, and casually tossed it to Wen Yuci.

"The pill is ready. Take it and hand it in."

Wen Yuci reached out and caught the jade bottle.

The white jade bottle felt heavy in my palm.

She lowered her head, her gaze falling on the smooth surface of the jade bottle.

Her own face was faintly reflected on her fair, jade-like face. Pale and haggard, but the ashen despair that had been there before was gone from her eyes.

half an hour.

"Thank you so much, Master."

The word "master" came out more smoothly this time than the first time.

Wen Yuci herself didn't know whether to feel fortunate or sad.

"Alright, go back and study the incantation. Then come find me."

Wen Yuci, clutching the jade bottle and jade slip, propped herself up from the stone bed.

She pulled up the hood of her cloak, the black fabric obscuring her pale yet still stunningly beautiful face. Only her chin and a small section of her slender neck were visible.

He turned around and walked out along the passageway.

The gray mist of the Six Yin Soul-Locking Array silently closed behind her.

Only Lin Yuan and Jiang Huaiyue remained in the stone chamber.

The lamp burned quietly, casting long shadows of the two people on the rough rock face.

Jiang Huaiyue walked over from the doorway. She stopped in front of the stone table, and with her long, strong fingers, she picked up the scattered jade bottles one by one and arranged them back in their places according to size.

"Master, Wen Yuci is a woman of strong character and will not be easily tamed."

Lin Yuan leaned against the edge of the stone bed, his eyes closed. His hand was still on his lower back, slowly circulating his magic power to dispel the soreness.

"No need to tame them."

His voice came out muffledly from his nasal cavity.

"Weren't you the same way back then?"

Jiang Huaiyue paused for a moment.

She held a white jade bottle in her hand, with the mouth of the bottle facing upwards, suspended in mid-air.

There was a brief silence.

She gently placed the jade bottle back on the table. Turning around, she faced Lin Yuan.

He stood upright, his hands clasped in front of him. His aura, that of someone in the early stages of the Golden Core realm, was cleanly and efficiently concealed.

The light from the lamp cast a half-bright, half-dark shadow on her cold, beautiful face.

The bright half exudes a dignified and solemn composure, while the dark half harbors a desire that is too embarrassing to express aloud.

"Owner."

"My subordinate forcibly broke through to the Golden Core stage, resulting in unstable magical power and an unstable foundation."

She paused for a moment.

"Could you—"

He glanced at the stone bed with utmost discretion.

Lin Yuan patted the edge of the bed.

Xuanshuang Peak. Cave at the summit.

The night was deep, and the mountain wind was sharp as a knife.

Wen Yuci, dressed in a well-fitting black dress, stood quietly in front of the heavy stone gate.

The energy of the early stage of the Golden Core circulated steadily within his body, completely suppressing the previous sickly weakness.

"Disciple Wen Yuci requests an audience with Grandmaster." She took a deep breath, suppressing the strange look in her eyes.

With a thunderous roar, the stone gate burst open.

Shen Guiyan sat upright in the main seat in the center of the hall.

A dark purple robe could not conceal her stunning figure; instead, it subtly revealed a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs through the slit in the hem.

Time seemed to have left no trace on her, only imbuing her with the imposing aura of a superior. Her long hair was casually tied back, exuding a languid yet deadly charm.

When her gaze fell on Wen Yuci, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

The disciple who was halfway to the Golden Core stage has already broken through to the Golden Core stage in just half a month.

Although Shen Guiyan could tell at a glance that her foundation was not solid enough and that she had some hidden injuries, she had indeed formed her core under dire circumstances.

Shen Guiyan's tone was calm: "Where's Dan?"

Wen Yuci respectfully took out the white jade bottle from her storage bag and presented it with both hands above her head: "I have not failed you in your mission."

Shen Guiyan slightly raised her jade hand and beckoned. The jade bottle seemed to be held up by an invisible hand, nimbly flying into the air and landing steadily in her soft palm.

Open the bottle.

Boom! A rich medicinal fragrance burst forth from the bottle, filling the entire hall.

Shen Guiyan's casual movements suddenly stopped, and her long, slender legs unconsciously pressed together slightly.

She tilted the jade bottle slightly, and an amber-colored pill, shimmering with a faint golden light, rolled into her fair palm.

The cinnabar pattern is perfectly formed, and the cinnabar itself is round and flawless.

top grade.

Shen Guiyan's pupils suddenly contracted!

You should know that Yao Wuchen was known as the number one alchemist in the sect, but he exploded three furnaces in a row, wasting three petals of her thousand-year-old cold marrow lotus, and couldn't even refine a single usable low-grade tribulation-crossing pill for her!

What Wen Yuci, this young girl who had just formed her core, brought back was actually a high-grade core!

Suppressing her shock, Shen Guiyan put the pill back into the jade bottle and resealed it.

She raised her head, her deep, ancient eyes fixed on Wen Yuci.

"Who is the one who refined this pill?" There was a hint of urgency in the voice.

"Reporting to Grandmaster, it was a senior alchemist I met by chance during my travels in my early years. Entrusting him with this matter has exhausted my resources, and I owe him a tremendous favor."

She paused at just the right moment, a hint of regret on her face.

"But after the pill was refined, that senior left without a trace. He said he was going to the deep mountains of the Southern Region to find a rare and precious herb."

Shen Guiyan stared at her face for a moment, then waved her hand: "Never mind."