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Evening...

The female cultivator from the Fire Worship Demon Sect arrived.

Even before she appeared, the fragrant breeze had already wafted over.

Her snow-white skirt was like flowing clouds and flying snow, a crimson umbrella slightly opened, resting on her shoulder. Her bare little feet were without shoes, yet seemed like ice crystals and snow jade. Treading lightly, she pranced across the snowy ground.

Her steps were light and delicate, swaying with each step, reminiscent of graceful lotus leaves on a breeze-swept pond.

Song Yan had a premonition, but when he saw this female cultivator, he still felt a sense of disbelief, thinking "No way..."

This female cultivator was none other than Wang Susu.

At this moment, Wang Susu appeared extremely pure, her large eyes bashfully lowered, avoiding eye contact with the young man from a distance. Only when she approached did she softly say, "Susu greets the Upper Envoy, whatever the Upper Envoy wishes to do, you can tell Susu."

Anyone seeing Wang Susu for the first time would surely think she was exceptionally pure, but in reality... she was absolutely a woman whose very bones were as black as coal.

Mu Lieyang had sent Wang Susu to his side, obviously wanting her to accompany him to his bed. After all, Wang Susu's ability to entice men was not weak, making many things proceed smoothly.

And Wang Susu herself was also doing her utmost to cling to this thigh, so her every word and action was full of feminine charm.

But as Song Yan looked at her, he only felt a faint, inexplicable joy of reuniting with an old friend.

The first person he truly got to know upon his arrival was Wang Susu.

Now, he wanted to use this "old friend" to comprehend the "Protective Thought" of the Purple Mansion's mid-stage, but he didn't expect Wang Susu to appear before him again.

Of course, he had chosen the Fire Worship Demon Sect as his venue partly with this expectation, but when it came true, he still found it somewhat incredible.

Wang Susu's Qi Concealment skill was not good, so Song Yan could see that she was now at the late stage of the Crimson Palace Realm, likely amidst the hurried battle for the "Profound Heart usage rights."

As long as the resources were suitable and the Profound Root appropriate, in just a few years, one could use the Profound Heart to step into the False Mansion Realm.

First extend life, and discuss the rest later.

Of course, this price was not light, at least... The Nanwu Sword Sect had already been "impoverished" by Yu Xuanwei.

After Yu Xuanwei stepped into the False Mansion Realm, she needed a massive amount of Profound Jade, thus... Nanwu Sword Sect was already destitute, having almost nothing, nearly becoming the beggars of the Cultivation Realm.

"I have a slight knowledge of skin making and want to learn more advanced levels."

Song Yan looked at Wang Susu, articulating his thoughts word by word.

Wang Susu was momentarily stunned, lifting her gaze. Before she even saw Song Yan, she saw Yu Xuanwei beside him.

She only felt that time inexplicably paused for a moment; her eyes rolled back and settled on Song Yan, smiling shyly, "What a coincidence, Susu also has some research in making shadow puppets and can surely help the Upper Envoy."

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A moment later...

At Zhengyang Peak, a cave mansion was vacated specifically for skin making.

Wang Susu carefully held a carving knife and approached Song Yan, softly explaining her knowledge of skin making over a piece of beast hide. To prevent this honored guest from losing patience, she directly introduced the "Hundred Forms Divine Control" the moment she started talking.

During this, they inadvertently approached one another, and just as their little fingers were about to touch, Wang Susu suddenly withdrew her hand as if electrocuted, stealing a glance at him with feigned indifference, then continued her earnest explanation as if nothing had happened.

Song Yan felt at ease.

However, he was not interested in the "Hundred Forms Divine Control," but rather in the bizarre secret technique "Shadow Puppet Fire."

He vaguely felt it should be a unique cultivation technique of the Fire Worship Demon Sect, an advanced version of ordinary skin making skills.

Yet no matter how he asked, Wang Susu cautiously avoided the topic, clearly having been given a gag order.

That night, Song Yan directly summoned Princess Xi angrily, "Xi Aunt, let's just leave!"

Princess Xi frowned and asked, "Who had the audacity to upset the master?"

Song Yan replied unhappily, "The sect leader here won't grant me the secret technique I want to see. Clearly, we're not welcome."

Princess Xi:...

She wordlessly glanced at this clearly-not-a-playboy master with her bean-sized fierce eyes and said in a boorish voice, "I'll go fetch it; my Formless Race's contribution point is the most expensive currency here, enough to exchange for his secret technique."

Song Yan said, "We need to prepare the Nine Bloods of the Crimson Palace first."

As he spoke, he took a list from his pocket and handed it over, "Xi Aunt, can you get these?"

Princess Xi looked at the nine kinds of blood on the list, her pupils slightly contracted, then she lifted her head in astonishment, looking at the young man in front of her, saying in surprise, "You... you... this..."

She was at a loss for words.

Song Yan smiled and said, "I see Xi Aunt is very powerful and I want to be strong like Xi Aunt, so I chose this blood which is the most perfect for the Dragon Elephant Ancient Race."

Princess Xi said, "But, master, you don't have the innate secret technique of my Dragon Elephant Race; you'll not succeed in digesting these nine types of blood, and there could even be fatal danger."

Song Yan asked, "What secret technique?"

Princess Xi answered, "The innate secret technique of my Dragon Elephant Race is to forge a robust physique, born to be immune to all poisons. Even a child will not fear the toxins exerted by a Purple Mansion Cultivator.

Therefore, when choosing the Nine Palace Blood in the Crimson Palace Realm, my race only considers the strength and not the toxicity...

But some of the essence blood here, even scouring the entire ancient race, no one could sufficiently refine the corresponding Crimson Palace Pill."

They silently stared at each other.

After a moment, Song Yan said, "Xi Aunt, I want that, that's what I want; I don't care."

Princess Xi looked deeply at him and said, "Alright, I will help you get these nine types of blood. Though it's listed in the book, I imagine obtaining them won't be easy.

I will have people undertake trade, issue an ancient order, hire loose cultivators to hunt in the Mountain and Sea Kingdom, consult the family ancestors, and even access our Ancient Race's dedicated secret realm to search for this blood. Even so, it's impossible to gather it all in a short time."

Song Yan laughed and said, "Xi Aunt is the best."

He felt a sense of nostalgia.

Back then, each of his Nine Palace Bloods was obtained through great difficulty, many acquired amidst life-threatening chances.

But now, Aunt Xi was going to help him.

And he, on the other hand, just needed to stay here, achieve all his goals, and swiftly...restore his realm and break through to the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion.

Whoosh~~~

The figure of Princess Xi disappeared without a trace.

Song Yan looked out in the direction she left.

Endless falling snow, skyward streaming void.

In the familiar faces from the Nanwu Sword Sect, besides Yu Xuanwei, there was actually one more...

Thinking of that person, his heart instantly softened, even his breathing became slightly tense.

He was no longer Bai Xiuhu, while An Li, due to taking Forgetful Pills excessively as a test, was deeply affected by erysipelas, much like the Sword Master Kuye back then, hopeless to break through, stopped at the Crimson Palace.

How would he face her?

And what should he say to her?

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