Fairy, don't go! I have a mod.

Mu Tianmiao was stunned.

He leaned against the bamboo and slowly read the sentence three times.

Then, the corners of his mouth gradually turned up, and his resentment vanished in an instant.

"...Use my clothes as a veil?" He stroked his chin, his smile knowing.

"Master, oh Master, no wonder that robe is missing~ So Master has a scent fetish~"

Chapter Eight: Should I comfort you, sister?

When Mu Tianmiao arrived at the Alchemy Pavilion, Tang Ruoyin had already been waiting for a long time.

Inside the Pill Pavilion, a bustling scene unfolded as dozens of pill furnaces operated simultaneously, flames erupting from the fire-gathering arrays at the bottom of the furnaces, illuminating the entire hall in a fiery red glow.

The disciples moved about among them, some sorting spiritual materials, some controlling the heat, and some carrying freshly made pills and running to deliver them for inspection.

The air was filled with a rich medicinal fragrance; just one whiff made one feel their spiritual energy become more active.

It seems that Tang Ruoyin has been under a lot of pressure lately.

As an elder in the alchemy industry, she was certainly involved in the sect's spirit stone deficit. These days, she was probably trying to refine more pills to sell in order to subsidize the sect with spirit stones.

Tang Ruoyin stood in front of the purple-gold furnace in the center of the Dan Pavilion, wearing a plain white dress with a jade medicine basket hanging at her waist, surrounded by a faint medicinal fragrance.

Seeing Mu Tianmiao walk in, she didn't stand on ceremony. She reached out her slender fingers, hooked his chin, and then gently took the Demon Refining Pot from his arms.

"I've been waiting for you for ages."

Her voice was clear and cold, but her fingers lingered on his chin for a moment longer.

She turned and walked to the materials table, pointed the mouth of the Demon Refining Pot at the table, and skillfully began to disassemble the materials from the dragon's body.

Scales and armor are kept separate from scales and armor, tendons and veins are kept separate from tendons and veins, essence and blood are separated into jade bottles, and the dragon elixir is taken out separately and placed in a jade box.

Her movements were fluid and precise, each strike incredibly accurate, clearly indicating that she had done this thousands of times before.

Mu Tianmiao found a chair next to her and sat down, watching her busy work with a bored expression.

"What, did your master hit you?"

Tang Ruoyin didn't turn her head, her voice carrying a faint smile.

"I deserve it," Mu Tianmiao honestly admitted.

Tang Ruoyin continued working with her hands, smiling as she asked again.

"So it seems I also contributed to your punishment?"

She was clearly referring to the affair between the two of them a few years ago.

After that incident, although Li Xizhao didn't say anything on the surface, he secretly remained cold towards Tang Ruoyin for quite some time.

But this was ultimately a matter of mutual consent, and Li Xizhao was too ashamed to cause trouble for his sect elders...

"Do you want me to comfort you?"

Tang Ruoyin suddenly turned around and wiggled her hips at him.

The curves beneath her pristine white dress were particularly striking with that twist, yet her face remained impassive, creating a stark contrast that made it impossible to look away.

Mu Tianmiao is a slightly upright pervert.

He has never been immune to the advances of beautiful women.

We will not take advantage of someone's misfortune, nor will we forcibly demand anything from them.

We'll eat anything that's delivered to our door!

He first looked around. The disciples in the Pill Pavilion were all busy with their own tasks, and the flames of the Purple Gold Furnace crackled and popped.

The thick medicinal mist filled the air, forming a natural barrier, and no one noticed him.

He quietly stood up, walked to the door, and gently closed it.

Then he walked behind Tang Ruoyin, reached out and hugged her waist from behind.

Tang Ruoyin's body was very soft, her waist was so slender that it seemed like it would break if you bent it with the slightest touch, yet she was perfectly voluptuous in all the right places.

A faint warmth emanated from beneath her white dress, mingled with the lingering, pleasant scent of medicine.

Tang Ruoyin did not struggle, nor did she even turn around.

She simply continued with her work, a mischievous chuckle in her voice.

“I remember you were just like this three years ago, back when you were still an innocent little boy.”

"That's not the case now."

Mu Tianmiao rested his chin on her shoulder and inhaled her scent.

Tang Ruoyin felt the intense heat emanating from behind her, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

She recalled three years ago. Back then, the boy was just a naive young man who followed Li Xizhao around all day, his eyes filled with nothing but the image of his master.

But it was precisely his indomitable spirit and his exceptionally focused eyes when he looked at people that made her set her sights on him.

Tang Ruoyin had lived for nearly two hundred years and had seen countless cultivators, both stronger and weaker than her, none of whom had ever given her a second glance.

But this younger person made her break the rule.

She seduced him, step by step, playing hard to get, keeping him at arm's length.

It wasn't really a clever trick, but this kid was a womanizer at heart, easily provoked.

That night, she gave him her yin essence, which she had guarded for countless years, and in turn, she received his yang essence.

The moment their Yin and Yang energies were exchanged, both of them experienced a significant improvement in their cultivation, which could be considered a win-win situation.

She originally thought it was just a fleeting romance, but she didn't expect that the boy would get hooked and start going to the alchemy pavilion every few days to snuggle up to her.

It's not a complete loss.

But gradually I really came to like this little guy's enthusiasm.

I've fallen in love with him.

She twisted her waist slightly backward, and the sensation from the body pressed against her made her clearly aware that the person behind her was breathing more and more heavily.

Her peach-shaped hand brushed gently against his waist and abdomen, and feeling a noticeable change, the smile on his lips deepened.

Are we staying here today?

Her voice was low, carrying a hint of allure, but her fingers continued to steadily sort through the dragon scales.

"If the disciples below find out, the consequences will be severe."

Mu Tianmiao swallowed hard, remembering the cultivation technique he hadn't tried yet.

Yin Yang Harmony Exercise.

I've had this thing in my mind for several days, but I haven't practiced a single word with it.

Yun Qingyao didn't have time that time, but now Tang Ruoyin is in her arms.

With the right timing, location, and people, it would be a waste not to use it.

"I have a manual on the Hehuan Kung Fu."

His voice was slightly tense with some unspeakable anticipation as he whispered in Tang Ruoyin's ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

"I want to try it with my sister."

Tang Ruoyin finally stopped disassembling the spiritual materials.

She turned around, tilted her head back in his arms, and a thin layer of tears had appeared in her clear, cold eyes.

"Hehuan Gong?"

She poked his chest with one finger, her tone half curious and half teasing.

"Where did you get this? Did you steal it from the sect leader?"

"It's a long story, but it's a legitimate cultivation method. It balances Yin and Yang, and it's perfectly upright."

"A legitimate dual cultivation technique?"

Tang Ruoyin raised an eyebrow, clearly not quite believing it, but her interest grew stronger.

"How upright and honest it is, only when the sister inspects the goods will she know."

...Mu Tianmiao looked at the stunning beauty in his arms, whose contrast was extreme, and could no longer hold back.

He scooped Tang Ruoyin up in his arms, rushed into the inner lounge of the Dan Pavilion, kicked the door shut, and threw her onto the soft couch.

Tang Ruoyin let out a soft cry as her white dress spread out on the soft couch. Before she could say anything, Mu Tianmiao had already pressed down on her.

One hour later.

The lounge was filled with a scent that was a mixture of medicinal fragrance and another ambiguous atmosphere.

Mu Tianmiao lay back on the soft couch, feeling the changes in the spiritual energy within her body.

The first time he officially activated the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, the effect was even more astonishing than he had imagined.

The spiritual energy within his body surged like the rising tide, and the patterns on the surface of the golden core in his dantian became increasingly clear.

We're much closer to the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul stage.

At this rate, he will break through to the Nascent Soul stage much faster than he originally expected.

Chapter Nine: My Sister's Mouth

Tang Ruoyin lay beside him, one hand lazily resting on his chest, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles.

The last rays of the setting sun still lingered on her face, and her usual aloof demeanor was nowhere to be found. Her eyes and brows were filled with a languid and alluring charm after a satisfying meal.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, with a slight urgency, as her fingers slowly slid up Mu Tianmiao's chest.

She stroked his chin, and finally gently caressed his cheek.

"This is truly a righteous and upright cultivation method."

She smiled, her voice hoarse from the aftermath, making her exceptionally alluring.

"It's just that the positions you requested were a bit improper, haha~"

Mu Tianmiao grinned shamelessly, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Tang Ruoyin did not pursue the matter further.

Her own gains were also quite considerable.

His cultivation level soared significantly during this dual cultivation session, and the previously stable bottleneck even showed signs of loosening.

At this rate, breaking through to a higher level is just around the corner.

This kid is really amazing.

She thought to herself.

Why does the speed at which spiritual power is accumulated so quickly when cultivating with him?

She also knew a little about the common dual cultivation methods, which were nothing more than the mutual nourishment of spiritual energy when yin and yang intersected. The effect was faster than cultivating alone, which was already considered a top-notch method.

However, the effects of Mu Tianmiao's dual cultivation with her far exceeded this scope, and the speed at which their spiritual power increased was simply unreasonable.

She could even clearly feel that every time she cultivated with him, an incredibly pure spiritual energy would surge out of her body and flow directly into her dantian, requiring no effort to refine it.

His dantian was filled to the brim, feeling swollen and full.

Once you've tried this, you'll never want to go back to the arduous task of meditation again.

Sitting cross-legged for hours every day, absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, eliminating distracting thoughts, and tempering the meridians little by little—this kind of life is simply inhuman compared to the exhilarating and efficient way of cultivation.

"What a wicked heart."

Tang Ruoyin sighed softly, but there was no blame in her tone. Instead, it sounded more like a resigned indulgence.

After she finished speaking, she used her hands to support Mu Tianmiao's legs, propped up her limp body, and then slowly lowered her head.

"Awoo..."

"hiss……"