Fairy, please don't do this!

"If it happened again, I'm afraid you would do the same thing!"

"But if we don't do this, how will my young husband quell the fire of true yang?"

An Wanxi pursed her lips, her voluptuous and mature body leaning forward, her soft hand resting on his lower abdomen, her fingertips drawing circles on his skin.

Her movements were alluring yet languid, and coupled with her slightly aggrieved and resentful expression, they evoked a flood of thoughts and a feeling of pity.

Seeing that the grievance on her face didn't seem fake, Gu Jinchao frowned and asked, "Is the yin energy in your body really too thin to fully blend with the true yang fire?"

Although the ghost wife only possesses a quarter of her divine soul, her strength is terrifying, and the yin energy within her body should not be so scarce.

An Wanxi gave a soft "hmm," and with her delicate hand she lifted it up, picking up a crimson bead filled with yin energy and putting it into his mouth: "If my little husband doesn't believe me, then try absorbing the yin energy from my body again."

"As long as you circulate the True Yang Sword Technique and try to absorb Yin energy for your own use, you will naturally be able to feel whether it is thin or thin."

Gu Jinzhao let out a soft groan, then immediately began to circulate his sword technique.

As a few wisps of yin energy entered the body, the yang energy was nourished and burned brightly like a flame.

Judging from the faint flames, the yin energy within her body was indeed extremely thin.

Gu Jinzhao immediately stopped absorbing Yin energy and looked up to ask, "Why is this happening?"

An Wanxi explained softly, "The Eight Desolations Demon Suppression Formation not only has the function of suppressing demons, but it can also weaken the soul."

"Thus, after more than a thousand years, even if my cultivation level is high, my soul will naturally become extremely weak, and the yin energy in my body will become thinner."

Gu Jinchao frowned: "If that's the case, then why did you actively draw upon Yin energy to help me blend with Yang fire?"

"I don't want to see my little husband burned by the yang fire!"

An Wanxi's beautiful purple eyes were full of doting and tenderness: "Besides, I am your wife, so it is natural for me to do this."

Hearing this, Gu Jinzhao was both touched and somewhat helpless: "Even so, you can't set a trap for me."

Seeing her husband's stern expression soften slightly, An Wanxi's red lips curved into a captivating smile: "It won't happen again!"

Gu Jinzhao glanced at her, clearly not believing her.

If the ghost wife's peculiar yandere traits could be changed, that would truly be a miracle.

However, after this incident, he will have to be more careful in the future to avoid being tricked again.

"Is there a way to nourish the yin energy within the body?"

An Wanxi rested her smooth chin against Gu Jinzhao's head: "We just need to find a method for dual cultivation of the soul and spirit, and the two of us can cultivate together."

"With the balance of Yin and Yang, it can not only help my husband cultivate the True Yang Sword Technique, but also nourish the Yin energy in my body."

Gu Jinzhao made a note of this matter and planned to ask Yuechu'e about it when he went to Wanhua Pavilion in the future.

As if he had thought of something, he couldn't help but ask, "From the day you began cultivating the [Sword Nourishing Technique], were you already planning tonight's events?"

All of this doesn't seem to be a spur-of-the-moment decision by the ghost bride.

From the chaotic first encounter between Mu Yiren and Lin Qingci, to their second meeting in the hot spring, and now to the two women taking turns...

Gu Jinzhao always had the feeling that he was being pushed forward step by step.

The person who pushed him was, of course, the ghost wife who was determined to help him build a harem.

"What did you say, my little husband?" An Wanxi blinked her alluring peach blossom eyes, her face full of innocence: "I don't cultivate the Path of Destiny, how could I think that far ahead?"

Gu Jinzhao glanced at her but did not expose her lie.

Although An Wanxi does not cultivate the Heavenly Mandate Path, one of the elements in the "Six Elements True Demon Technique" is the [Virtual Mandate]!

【False Fate】is cultivated by combining the 【Heavenly Gu】of the Gu Clan with the blood and soul of the Demon Clan, and possesses the ability to divination and predict.

Chapter 95, Si Ruoyu Falls Ill (3K)

Early in the morning, Gu Jinzhao, who hadn't slept all night, brought back breakfast from outside and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard.

"My senior sister said she has no appetite and doesn't want to eat."

Hongdou blinked her big eyes, but her gaze was involuntarily fixed on the buns wrapped in oil paper and the bowl of steaming hot porridge.

"Aunt Ruo is not in the room; she must have gone out."

The calico cat raised its little head and reported in a sweet voice.

Gu Jinzhao had just sent the two little ones to call people for breakfast, but none of them came.

It's understandable that he admires her!

After all, I accidentally ate the thick porridge he made yesterday, and I'm probably ashamed to see him now.

Lin Qingci had just fallen asleep, so he didn't disturb her.

As for Aunt Ruo, Gu Jinchao always felt that she was deliberately avoiding him.

"You can share the extra buns and porridge."

He hurriedly swallowed a few buns, got up and left the courtyard, mounted the docile little mare, and headed straight for the sect.

Gu Jinzhao's trip was to meet with the Third Elder, Yun Qihe, to discuss joining the Demon Suppression Division.

Logically, this matter should have been reported to Wan Qingsong, who was the "Immortal Envoy".

Unfortunately, the other party has now been promoted to [Guide] and left the sect.

All matters were handed over to Yunqihe for management.

This is good news for Gu Jinzhao.

After all, he was about to leave the sect, and if the Demonic Cult had infiltrated the sect, it would inevitably cause unforeseen complications.

Now that Wan Qingsong has left, there are naturally fewer concerns.

Of course, Shao Baxing's toxic milk constitution played a significant role in this.

A few days ago, Yue'e sent a message informing her that Shao Baxing had been found and that, as he had previously instructed, she had provided him with a lot of assistance, and that she had also credited Wan Qingsong for this favor.

"I didn't expect it to be so effective so quickly."

"As expected of the 'poisonous milk'..."

Gu Jinchao smiled slightly.

Before long, he arrived at Chaoxian Pavilion, found the Third Elder Yun Qihe, and told him that he wanted to enter the Demon Suppression Division.

Upon hearing this, Yun Qihe's brows immediately furrowed: "You want to join the Demon Suppression Division?"

In his eyes, with Gu Jinzhao's extraordinary talent in swordsmanship, he would surely become a sword immortal in the future.

Such a fine talent should stay in the sect and be carefully cultivated with all available resources.

As long as he doesn't die halfway through, he will surely become a sword immortal in the future!

However, once you join the Demon Suppression Division, you may not only be hindered in your cultivation by complicated worldly affairs, but you may also be recruited by the imperial court.

Gu Jinchao's deeds of sweeping through the Zen realm and defeating the Buddhist nun and disciple have already spread throughout Qingzhou.

The imperial court must have already heard the news; how could they not be tempted?

Knowing Yun Qihe's concerns, Gu Jinzhao took the initiative to cup his hands and said, "I embarked on the path of cultivation only to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. This is what my heart desires, and it is also my way of the sword."

"From the day I entered the sect, I will always be a disciple of the sect."

Even if he were to join the Demon Suppression Division in the future, he would never forget his roots.

"Therefore, I humbly request my third senior uncle to grant my request."

Yun Qihe said solemnly, "Have you ever considered that the return of the Zen Realm to the Central Plains is already a foregone conclusion?"

"You humiliated them at the gathering of six heroes; do you think they'll let this go?"

"If Zen Realm secretly attacks you, how will you deal with it?"

Gu Jinchao remained calm, showing no fear whatsoever: "Third Uncle, rest assured, since I have chosen this path, I have made thorough preparations."

If he was not mistaken, Empress Dowager Xiao Qingyi should have known from the day he swept through the Zen Realm that he was the one who killed her in the Heart Realm.

Such a talented person, if he were to join the Demon Suppression Division, would be tantamount to showing his loyalty to the imperial court.

Given Xiao Qingyi's reputation for valuing and cherishing talent, she will surely send someone to recruit him.

At that time, he will only need to make a brief statement to be naturally incorporated into the Empress Dowager's faction.

With this identity as a shield, Zen Realm would never dare to act rashly on the surface.

As for underhanded tactics, Gu Jinchao is not afraid at all.

It should be noted that he also possesses a portion of the Cangyue Dynasty's fortune.

This item is related to the future plans of the King of Zhenbei and is also key to the schemes of the Underworld Cult.

They would not allow him to make any mistakes until the time was right.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Yun Qihe sighed: "This matter is of great importance, and I need to discuss it with my senior brother, the headmaster."

I will give you an answer in three days.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Uncle."

Gu Jinzhao bowed and turned to leave.

If he guesses correctly, Elder Chu Wuyai, though hesitant, will ultimately agree.

After all, the path of sword cultivators prioritizes one's original intention.

The saying goes, "The mind is the sword, and the sword is the mind."

Since he clearly stated that his cultivation was for the purpose of slaying demons and eliminating evil, that was his true intention.

Follow your heart, and your swordsmanship will be open and your progress will be rapid.

Going against one's true nature will make it difficult to move forward, or even shatter one's sword heart and destroy one's path.

Chu Wuyai would never want to see this once-in-a-century swordsmanship prodigy ruin his future by going against his own principles.

……

After a day of cultivation at the sect, Gu Jinzhao's martial arts realm broke through from the ninth grade perfection to the eighth grade early stage in one fell swoop, and his divine cultivation also touched the barrier of the seventh grade mid stage. It seems that he will be able to break through soon.

This must be a benefit of last night's passionate encounter with Lin Qingci.

Although the two did not practice the dual cultivation technique, those who cultivate can benefit from the fusion of yin and yang.

At this moment, dusk was falling and the sun was setting in the west.

Gu Jinzhao rode his mare away from the sect, heading into the city in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The ghost wife sat comfortably behind him, her arms lightly encircling his waist, smiling sweetly: "If my little husband is eager to improve his cultivation, he can actually practice the dual cultivation method."

"As long as one finds a suitable dual cultivation technique and gets Mu Yiren or Lin Qingci to help, the progress of cultivation may not be slower than that of the evil cultivator who sacrifices himself."

"Of course, if you want it even faster... you might as well go find a big white goose."

"My dear husband, if you put in more effort to win her over, she will soon offer herself to you and you can make love."

Gu Jinzhao glanced at her sideways: "Don't try to bewitch me."

An Wanxi smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling: "How is this bewitching?"

"I'm just telling my little husband that there are indeed shortcuts on the main road."

Gu Jinzhao shook his head and chuckled, saying no more.

Before I knew it, I had returned to the front of Baicaotang.

He had just tied up the mare when the calico cat rushed in from the yard, her voice filled with panic: "Young master! Young master! Something terrible has happened!"

Gu Jinzhao's heart tightened: "What happened?"

The calico cat paced anxiously, spinning in circles: "Aunt Ruo... Aunt Ruo is sick!"

"When did this happen? Why didn't you send someone to the sect to inform me?"

Gu Jinzhao's expression changed slightly, and he immediately hurried to Si Ruoyu's room.

The calico cat jumped onto his shoulder: "Aunt Ruo seemed a little absent-minded when she was seeing patients at Baicaotang today."

"After returning, I went to the hot spring to bathe and relax, and then I fainted!"

Gu Jinchao's gaze narrowed slightly.