I have the best bloodline

But when the old man saw the water ball that Su Yan was controlling, his face darkened and he spat out a mouthful of ambergris. The mouthful of ambergris drew an arc and irrigated an acre of land. The father told Su Yan to come back to him when he could get that kind of water output.

At that time, Su Yan realized that the water-based magic might not be a contest of cultivation talent, but rather a contest of personal cultivation level. With profound magical power, one could raise one's hand and summon a raging flood that would burst like a dam breaking, killing people.

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Upon hearing Su Yan say that she couldn't do it, her aunt looked at Su Yan with a question mark on her face in astonishment. Then, as if she had thought of something, she scolded angrily: "It must be that big lecherous worm talking nonsense, right? That big lecherous worm hasn't even read two books, yet he dares to mislead people!"

"Who says that those with low magical power cannot cultivate water-based magic? If we really wait until our magical power is high before practicing spells, all the novice cultivators will starve to death!"

Judging from her constant use of terms like "pervert" and "illiterate," my aunt seems to harbor a great deal of resentment towards my father.

Su Yan cursed inwardly, wondering how her father had managed to anger such a proud and arrogant person like this.

Although the proud insect belongs to the category of strange beasts and is not a divine beast born from nature, its ancestor was a mountain god, and its descendants were born with the ability to control beasts. All bee-like monsters in the world must obey the command of the proud insect.

"Born to be king" refers to an arrogant worm. It's hard for Su Yan to believe that something could happen to someone who could make a mountain king hold a grudge for so long without something going wrong.

"Forget everything that lecherous worm taught you, and your aunt will give your brain a fresh dose of knowledge!"

Auntie slammed her hand on the stone table, scolding Su Yan for being an idiot. How could he believe in such a lewd worm that hadn't even read a book? What do they know besides how to reproduce? Teaching little demon magic is simply misleading them!

"First, you need to understand what your family's greatest advantage is."

The nine-tailed fox is ranked among the divine beasts not only because it was born and raised by nature, otherwise how could the bloodline of the nine-tailed fox have been passed down from ancient times to the present day?

The Nine-Tailed Fox originated from Qingqiu. The Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox is the most primordial Nine-Tailed Fox in the Nine-Tailed Fox clan, possessing endless magical power and the ever-renewing Wood element magic.

Although the Tushan and Yousu clans are weaker in the wood element and lack the endless vitality of the Qingqiu nine-tailed foxes, they possess a charm that the Qingqiu nine-tailed foxes lack, along with the profound magical power that the nine-tailed foxes are born with.

Among cultivators of the same level, and looking at all the races in the world, the nine-tailed fox has always had the most profound magical power. In terms of magical power reserves, only the nine-tailed fox can surpass the nine-tailed fox.

If someone with such a bloodline talent can't even practice water-based techniques, what other cultivators in the world can play with water?

"Water-based technique: Shapeshifting!"

My aunt made a hand seal, raised her little hand, and a rumbling sound came from the well in the backyard.

Seeing his aunt's magical display, and remembering how his father could irrigate an acre of land with a single spit, Su Yan ran without thinking to take shelter under the eaves of a nearby house.

The display of force was like a thunderclap in a dry land; it's estimated that my aunt had pumped out all the groundwater from the well.

Su Yan didn't want water to splash onto the wall.

However, the strange phenomenon in the well was different from the Yellow River flooding that Su Yan had imagined.

A humanoid creature, less than four feet tall, wobbled to the edge of the well and lay down on it. As if catching its breath, the whole thing fell to the ground with a "plop," and the once pure and flawless water was covered with a layer of dust.

Startled, the Water Phantom quickly got up and threw away all the dirty water from its body. As a result, its body, which was already less than a meter long, shrank by more than ten centimeters.

It walked unsteadily, unable to maintain its human form, with water constantly rippling inside.

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Su Yan looked at the little thing in front of her, then looked at her aunt with a puzzled expression.

Is this some kind of underhanded trick used by cultivators to make their enemies laugh to death during a battle?

"Come on, cook something for my little nephew."

The aunt didn't explain to Su Yan. She raised her hand and pointed to the old stone mill in the backyard. The Water Phantom obeyed the command and staggered towards the stone mill. The water inside the humanoid form rippled more and more violently. When it got close to the stone mill, it raised its hand and threw a punch. The entire Water Phantom was deforming.

All the pure water in his body was pressed onto his fist, and the originally smooth and round fist instantly turned into a cone shape, which was used to strike the stone mill by breaking through the surface.

The anticipated scene of the water's illusory form shattering and turning into scattered well water did not occur.

With a single punch, the stone mill, weighing hundreds of kilograms, was moved several meters to the side. The Water Illusion was then bounced two meters away and landed on the ground. It got up and persevered, continuing to punch the stone mill. With its second punch, the stone mill made a crisp cracking sound.

Su Yan's eyes widened as she watched in disbelief as a clump of well water cracked the stone mill.

"Come!"

Seeing her nephew's dumbfounded expression, the aunt felt a great sense of satisfaction. With a wave of her hand, clumps of well water formed illusions that leaped out from the bottom of the well and strode towards the stone mill with an air of indifference.

In the backyard, clumps of water bounced and tumbled about, and in no time, the stone mill was crushed into dust by them in a punching motion.

After the stone mill was broken, hundreds and thousands of water phantoms looked at the banyan tree, as thick as a water vat, in the backyard.

With a single punch from the Water Illusion, a cone-shaped hole, three inches deep, appeared in the wood. After a round of attacks, the banyan tree was riddled with holes, and moonlight could even be seen through it.

"Auntie, I want to learn this!"

"Hmph, you lecherous worm, you haven't even read a book yet you come here to teach and mislead students, do you know how good your aunt is now?"

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Chapter 8 You're running a brothel that looks like a hammer!

"Auntie, auntie, I want it!"

"Then go touch them first."

My aunt waved her hand, and hundreds of water phantoms formed a human ladder on the backyard wall. One by one, they jumped out and landed on the street, their forms dissipating and turning into well water that soaked the street floor. In the end, only one water phantom in the shape of a child remained in the backyard for teaching purposes.

Upon hearing this, Su Yan stepped forward and pinched the seemingly very soft water-shaped body. To her surprise, she found that the texture of the water-shaped body was not like water, but rather like paste with a slightly sticky feel.

There is resistance when you squeeze it hard, but you can pass through it when you touch it lightly.

"Is this a non-Newtonian fluid?"

Su Yan's hand pierced through the water illusion's body, and when he suddenly pulled it out, it was stuck by the water illusion, as if it were glued inside and could not be pulled out. However, when he moved it gently, he was able to pull it out smoothly.

This characteristic reminded Su Yan of something that had been popular on video platforms for a period of time in his previous life.

Non-Newtonian fluids are fluid substances that are more resistant to hardness than softness. The greater the force applied to a non-Newtonian fluid, the harder it becomes; the less force applied, the more it resembles ordinary water.

"Isn't it amazing?"

My aunt raised her hand and placed it on the water illusion: "The art of water isn't just about floods. Water nourishes all things and is the origin of life; it can also transform into the myriad forms of forests and wilderness to punish living beings."

"As long as a cultivator understands the preciousness of water, he can comprehend the terrifying power that drives it."

"This technique is called Illusionary Form, and it is a precious cultivation method that water-based cultivators have comprehended through their understanding of the myriad aspects of the forest and wilderness."

Water Transformation is not a common spell. At lower levels, water-based cultivators are basically healers who use water-based healing spells to nourish all things, and do not possess any particularly powerful abilities.

However, when it comes to treating injuries, low-level water-element cultivators can be pinned down and beaten to tears by wood-element cultivators.

The truth is that, as Su Yan's father said, water-based cultivators need profound magical power to become powerful. Without Foundation Establishment cultivation, they cannot unleash any powerful destructive spells in the water-based path.

However, in order to harm Su's father, Chong Qiong specially selected the precious 'Forest and Wilderness in All Its Forms: Illusion' for Su Yan to cultivate.

This is a water-based technique. It allows one to begin condensing water illusions from the Foundation Establishment stage, and to create various forms of forests and fields by the Golden Core stage. By the Nascent Soul stage, one can even transform these various forms of forests and fields into different water forms.

This is an advanced technique that can be used from the Foundation Establishment stage all the way to the Nascent Soul stage.

It was also a technique that Chong Qiong had practiced before, but because of the proud insect's talent, the water illusion that Chong Qiong used had a highly poisonous attribute, and each move had the characteristic of corroding flesh.

Since she could recognize Su Yan as her nephew, the gift she gave as his aunt naturally couldn't be anything less than presentable.

They, the arrogant insects, cannot bear the shame. After all, they are a noble beast species among the demon race. Giving their nephew ordinary cultivation techniques would make other divine beasts or other beasts laugh at their arrogant insect race for the rest of their lives.

"Are you curious why a lump of well water can be as sticky as paste? Come on, let your auntie teach you how to make a puddle of water thick."

"Auntie!"

"It's normal for the demon race. Aside from cultivating and sleeping, what we demons want to do is have offspring, right? If a female doesn't have any looks or flirting skills, how can she lure a male back to work as a laborer? You'll get used to it."

Su Yan: "."

If you, sir, had even half the elegance of your raunchy jokes when you were in business, the girls wouldn't be complaining that they can't go on living.

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For the next period of time, Su Yan's life returned to normal. She would sleep until almost noon in the morning, and after waking up, she would clean up the brothel a little. In the afternoon, she would go to the street with her aunt to buy some rouge and face powder to dress up the girls in the brothel.

The brothel opens for business in the evening. Recently, business has been gradually improving, but this has nothing to do with my aunt's efforts. The surge in customers at the brothel is entirely female.

Nowadays, female customers dominate the brothels; they all come to touch the legendary, exceptionally spiritual little white fox.

The number of customers seeking marriage and children has surged.

The nine-tailed fox has a subtle, odorless fragrance that is incredibly alluring. When women rub against it, it seems to coat them with a delicate, almost magical, attraction that draws them to the opposite sex.

A woman who smells a faint fragrance while walking down the street will encounter young men who try to strike up a conversation with her.

The lady returned home, drawn by the fragrance. Su Yan heard her say that the bed board had cracked, and that her husband was as vigorous as if he were twenty years younger. The creaking of the bed board kept the maids in the mansion awake.

In short, the rumors got more and more outrageous, and as a result, Su Yan is now the top seller in the brothel every day, selling boxes of homemade cannons, and his wife stuffing handfuls of silver notes into his crotch.

The talented women were completely mesmerized; how did a perfectly good brothel become a venue for women's social activities?

But the brothel business was indeed booming. The girls who were responsible for playing music on weekdays could receive tips from the ladies every night, which gave them something to look forward to and prevented them from arguing and threatening to hang themselves like before.

Now, it's actually the wives who are spending more time playing mahjong.

Amidst the repeated calls of "little fox," Su Yan almost forgot that he originally worked part-time as a waiter in a brothel.

"Congratulations, Xiao Yan! You've earned another 5,430 taels of silver for our brothel today. If you can keep this up, we'll crush the chicken coop next door sooner or later!"

After the brothel closed, Auntie finished tallying the day's revenue and then hopped onto the stage, holding up the day's ledger and loudly proclaiming Su Yan's performance, and then gave Su Yan his share of the day's earnings.

The talented women sat below the stage, receiving their respective prize money and applauding wildly for their aunt, wishing the shopkeeper's business would prosper.

"Let's just open a brothel or a horse-drawn carriage shop instead."

Su Yan rolled her eyes as she sat below the stage, secretly criticizing her aunt's so-called money-making scheme.

The vast majority of the reward money was basically stuffed into his clothes by those older sisters or wives, who also took the opportunity to bask in the fox spirit's good fortune. After worshipping the gods, the wives would usually choose to leave, but the business geniuses like the younger aunt would simply set up a mahjong table and arrange for some talented women to sit there playing mahjong or dominoes, thus tempting the wives' desires.

What was once a proper brothel has now been transformed into a complex of a fox spirit temple and a horse-drawn carriage brothel.

He's a real business genius; for a moment I couldn't even tell who was siding with whom.

Su Yan was so angry with his aunt that he was furious. This was completely different from the cultivation world he had imagined. Not to mention that there were white-robed sword immortals flying all over the sky, there should at least be some cultivators sitting in the brothel, listening to music and talking about traveling the world with their swords. At least there should be some cultivators drinking and talking about world affairs, gossiping about it!

As a result, they spent all day discussing cosmetics or which tailor in the city made the sexiest clothes.

"This won't do. I'd rather do it myself than rely on my aunt to come up with ideas for making a living in the brothel."

Su Yan got out of the bathtub, changed into her training clothes, and prepared to go to the backyard for class. She also took the opportunity to complain that her aunt's accounting skills were really terrible.