Fairy, help me cultivate.

Chen Yao's cheerful voice came: "You kowtow to me the moment we meet, I won't accept this great gift, so you throw a tantrum? Too bad you're too ugly, I wouldn't even want you as my great-great-granddaughter."

"You piece of dog shit!!!"

Hui Ding's eyes were practically spitting fire. With a wave of his arms, layers of rock and soil arrows rose up within a ten-zhang radius around him, spreading across the sky.

"How about we lend Chen Yao a hand?" Su Quanyu asked with a smile, eager to try.

Mingzhan was somewhat surprised by her best friend. She had known Su Quanyu for quite some time and knew that he was not a rash person who always put his own interests first. Why was he acting so impulsively now?

"Our strength..."

Mingzhan hesitated.

Su Quanyu forcefully pulled her out of the cave and rushed towards Huiding. Suddenly, a tornado of colorful clouds swirled up above them and pressed down on Huiding.

Hui Ding's hair stood on end. He moved with lightning speed, but he still failed to dodge and was slammed into the ground by the tornado.

The tornado dissipated.

Chen Yao carried the immortal sword on his shoulder and stepped on Hui Ding's shoulder. Hui Ding was covered in tattered clothes and fragmented sword wounds.

"If you want to live, you have to pay."

He patted Hui Ding's cheek with the blade of his sword.

Mingzhan was dumbfounded.

Chapter 101 The Soil-Accelerating Technique and the Treasure Pavilion

"We should kill her and leave before we alert anyone!"

In Mingzhan's mind, Chen Yao shouldn't be a rash person.

But Chen Yao shook his head: "We finally caught a big fish, so we have to make good use of it."

"Use what? We're lucky enough to have captured Huiding!" Mingzhan really disagreed with Chen Yao's rashness.

However, Chen Yao didn't need Mingzhan's rashness. He said to Su Quanyu, "You and Mingzhan go down the mountain from the cave to find Luo Hou. I want to give Mingzhan a gift."

Mingzhan frowned: "I don't need..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Quanyu pulled her into the cave.

"What do you want to do?"

Hui Ding was outwardly fierce but inwardly weak.

Chen Yao chuckled, raised his sword, and pressed it against Hui Ding's neck.

Hui Ding twitched and said viciously, "If you have the guts, kill me! See if my great-grandmother will let you off!"

With a swift pull of the sword, a gash appeared on her neck, and blood slowly seeped out.

Hui Ding turned pale with fright, clearly having little experience with danger.

Chen Yao said, "You're threatening me? Do you think I'm afraid of threats?"

Hui Ding remained silent for a while, then asked in a trembling voice, "What...what do you want to do?"

Chen Yao leaned down, his face almost touching hers.

Hui Ding pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

"I don't necessarily have to kill you."

Hui Ding wasn't stupid: "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"The fact that you can ask that question means you're not completely an idiot. However, I still advise you to cooperate, after all, even if you die, the process can be incredibly varied."

As Chen Yao spoke these words with a deep yet unusually calm gaze, Hui Ding felt the cold blade at his neck.

"you……"

Chen Yao looked at Hui Ding's trembling hands and realized that this man was easy to control and was at odds with Ming Zhan, making him a good chess piece to keep an eye on Ming Zhan.

After all, judging from Ming Zhan's appearance, he might not be able to be completely trusted, but in the entire Mingyang Sect, she is the only one they can rely on in the future.

So he didn't bother with any more words, and with a flick of his sword, a wisp of blood seeped into Hui Ding's wound.

Hui Ding reacted violently, her screams echoing through the valley.

Chen Yao picked at his ear, then swung his sword backhand, slapping her cheek until it turned red, before she stopped.

"I haven't done anything to you yet, what's your name?"

Hui Ding was stunned for a moment before she said, still shaken, "What did you do to me?"

"I've given you the privilege of not having to die immediately."

Hui Ding thought for a moment: "You...you can't control me!"

"Oh, really?"

Chen Yao gently activated the blood energy within Hui Ding's body, and Hui Ding immediately screamed, "What do you want me to do? Just tell me!"

Hearing the weak, tearful tone in her voice, Chen Yao couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Alright, first, tell me about the spell you just used."

Hui Ding glanced at Chen Yao with teary eyes: "Don't blame me if you can't learn it!"

"Why can't I learn it?"

"My soil-accelerating technique is very selective in terms of the person's aptitude!"

"Snapped!"

Chen Yao moved his sword from Hui Ding's face to her buttocks, giving them a light pat, making them bounce and stick out.

You wouldn't guess it, she's quite young.

Hui Ding let out a groan, glaring at Chen Yao with a mixture of anger and resentment, and recited the incantation.

Chen Yao made her read it three times, and each time he understood her little thoughts. He patted her pert buttocks ten times before he forced her to correct it.

Chen Yao made her recite it backwards again.

Hui Ding cried out with a mournful face, "You're bullying me!"

"Snapped!"

"Stop talking nonsense. If you don't pull any tricks, I won't spank you. Back!"

Hui Ding then obediently recited it three times backwards, fearing that her bottom would be tortured, and even more so that Chen Yao would cruelly torment her with his blood and qi, so that she would not make any more mistakes.

"I really didn't lie to you now..."

Hui Ding looked at Chen Yao pitifully, without a trace of her previous arrogance.

"Um……"

Chen Yao knew she wasn't up to any more tricks.

"Then... can you let me go now?"

Hui Ding said in a low voice.

Chen Yao withdrew the sword from her neck, and Hui Ding secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well... I was originally planning to let you go like this. You know I have some things I need to do urgently. But... you've played tricks on me time and time again, wasting my time and delaying my business. Since it's already late, I'm not in a hurry anymore."

Hearing Chen Yao say this, Hui Ding was filled with remorse and said with a mournful face, "I really know I was wrong."

Chen Yao picked her up from the ground and patted her cheek; it was unexpectedly soft and tender.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that the woman was exceptionally beautiful, completely unlike her earlier arrogant and domineering demeanor.

Seeing Chen Yao staring at her with a strange expression, Hui Ding's face became even more bitter.

Chen Yao smiled and said, "If you know you're wrong, you have to correct it."

"How to change it..."

Chen Yao put his arm around Hui Ding's shoulder, and Hui Ding trembled.

"No...we can't do this...Great-grandmother clearly stipulated that I cannot break it on my own...she will find out..."

As she spoke, her cheeks turned bright red.

Chen Yao was taken aback. "No, big sister, what are you thinking?"

"You think you smell good? What a pipe dream!"

He held up his hand, which was wearing a storage ring, in front of Hui Ding, showing her the ring.

"After that trip to the Sea Ruins, I lost almost all of my magical artifacts, and the ones I still have aren't keeping up with my cultivation level. You must know how to enter the Mingyang Sect's Treasure Pavilion..."

Hui Ding breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that Chen Yao didn't want to take advantage of her: "You want me to take you to steal the treasure?"

Chen Yao pinched her chin and shook it: "How can you call it stealing when it comes to matters of immortality cultivators? At most, you're betraying your own people and giving away some good things."

Hui Ding was in a difficult position, her face contorted with distress: "If my great-grandmother finds out, she'll beat me to death."

"Oh..." Chen Yao released her. "Then I'll just have to kill you now, so your great-grandmother won't have to suffer..."

"It doesn't matter if my great-grandmother beats me to death! She'll still be able to bring me back to life!"

Hui Ding had a sunny disposition.

"Okay, it's good that you've figured it out."

Chen Yao put his arm around her shoulder and lifted her into the air, then suddenly paused.

"You're not going to sabotage me halfway through, are you?"

Hui Ding felt a chill run down her spine as she immediately sensed the surging of blood within her body. She shook her head repeatedly, indicating that she dared not.

"Of course you can try. Try to see if I have a way to make you wish you were dead when you're surrounded."

Chen Yao whispered the last eight words into Hui Ding's ear.

Hui Ding felt the hairs on his body stand on end, running from his ears all the way to his scalp.

So, accompanied by Hui Ding, Chen Yao swaggered out of the valley and headed towards the Mingyang Sect's Treasure Pavilion.

Along the way, the patrolling disciples from each peak greeted Hui Ding. Although they were curious about when she had such a close fellow Daoist, they did not dare to inquire further, considering that the Huian lineage had recently come to power and that they were already acting in secrecy.