Hearing that harsh sound, the faces of the three people simultaneously twitched.

In a dark corner of the hall, a shadowy figure in a black robe slowly revealed themselves.

This black-robed figure was very thin, holding a black wood walking stick in their dry, pale hand. Their face was covered with pustules, and their voice had an unsettling eeriness to it.

"Mistress."

The Punishment Elder and the Sword Wielding Elder, both usually with high status within the sect, shivered and respectfully spoke.

Beside them, the Pavilion Master in purple silently sighed, a hint of grief seeming to appear on his face.

The elderly lady called "Mistress" by the Punishment Elder and Sword Wielding Elder was in fact the wife of the Pavilion Master in purple, Saffron.

Saffron originally had a beautiful appearance. As a Profound Tier expert, even though she was already over fifty, she had mastered the art of preserving her looks, appearing no different from a woman in her thirties.

However, during an expedition in a Secret Realm, she was bitten by a black spider. Though her life was spared, her appearance and figure turned ghastly like this, and even her mind became somewhat twisted.

"Zi Qian, if you sigh again, I'll poison you to death!"

Saffron's gaze carried a cold glint, she spoke chillingly.

The black spider turned her into this ghastly form but granted her a body full of poison. Over time, she was able to contain the deadly poison within her Inner Power; with a single strike, the venom would disperse, not even the Pavilion Master in purple could withstand it.

"Hong Hua, what are you thinking? I'm distressed by your plight."

The Pavilion Master in purple hurriedly said, Zi Qian was indeed his given name.

"Is that so? You'd best remember how you obtained your position as the Celestial Sword Pavilion Master."

"If I hadn't fortuitously obtained a Spirit Fruit from the Secret Realm back then, would you have been able to break through to the middle stage of the Profound Tier and defeat your competitors? Also, don't forget how those two worldly wenches died."

Saffron's voice was sinister, carrying an unmistakable chill.

Back then, she risked her life to procure the Spirit Fruit for the old man, helping him break through and attain the position of Pavilion Master. Later, after her appearance grew ugly, this old man went and kept two worldly women for carnal pleasures at the foot of Celestial Sword Mountain.

"Hong Hua, back then, it truly was my fault."

Though Zi Qian said this, a chill remained deep in his eyes. Those women served him well, yet were killed by this venomous woman, thinking about it made him grit his teeth in anger.

"Hmph."

Saffron snorted coldly, clearly not believing him.

"I'll also join in capturing that brat this time."

Saffron spoke icily, thinking that if the boy really knew of any Secret Realm or Cave Mansion, there might be Spirit Fruits or Spirit Medicine inside that could remove the toxins from her body and heal her pustules.

"It's for the best if you go, Hong Hua."

Zi Qian nodded, agreeing; he had no choice but to agree, as this venomous woman wouldn't listen to him otherwise.

"With the Mistress accompanying us, we will surely capture that brat with ease this time."

The Sword Wielding Elder quickly chimed in, seeing the situation, as Saffron, despite her repulsive appearance now, had poison techniques that made even the stout-hearted tremble.

"No time to lose, we set out early tomorrow."

Zi Qian, hands clasped behind his back, looked intently towards the starry sky beyond the hall.

He seemed to already envision the scene of the Celestial Sword Pavilion rising as a giant within the Ancient Martial Realm upon learning the secret of the Secret Realm or Cave Mansion.

The next morning, Qin Yang stretched lazily, waking from his slumber. The fatigue of talisman making was gone as he cleaned up and checked his phone, receiving a message that White Crane had retrieved the inferior Violent Dragon Pills.

Qin Yang placed the talismans he had made close to him, drove towards the Celestial Lake Villa District, where White Crane was already standing respectfully in the courtyard, a hint of joy on his aged face.

"Retrieved them?"

Qin Yang asked.

"Mr. Qin, I exchanged for a total of five hundred inferior Violent Dragon Pills."

White Crane said, handing over a bulging white silk bag to Qin Yang.

"Five hundred pills? Not bad."

Qin Yang nodded, saying, the quantity somewhat beyond his expectations, it seemed White Crane had used some resources upon returning.

"Serving Mr. Qin is my duty."

White Crane dared not be complacent, hurriedly said.

After returning to the valley yesterday, he had not only exchanged his only three complete Violent Dragon Pills for inferior ones, but also a knife capable of slicing through iron like mud, obtaining a total of five hundred inferior Violent Dragon Pills.

"Rest assured, once the refining is completed, my promise will be fulfilled."

Qin Yang said.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin."

White Crane bowed repeatedly.

"Hmm, I'll be going to the third floor to do alchemy, make sure no one disturbs me."

Qin Yang nodded, saying, as the process of alchemy was very taxing on one's heart and spirit, and if disturbed during the process, it could lead to backfiring.

"Rest assured, Mr. Qin, I won't let anyone disturb you."

White Crane promised.

In a fairly spacious room on the third floor of the villa, Qin Yang made a gesture with his right hand, the Purple Jade Pill Furnace slowly floated up, emitting a gentle purple glow, and the furnace began to gradually enlarge.

"Five hundred inferior Violent Dragon Pills should be enough to refine a hundred Primordial Spirit Pills."

Qin Yang touched the bulging white silk bag, a smile of satisfaction on the corner of his mouth.

"Rise!"

Qin Yang exhaled lightly, calming his mind, and pinched a seal with his left hand, the lid of the Purple Jade Pill Furnace slowly rose, and a hundred inferior Violent Dragon Pills entered the furnace one after another.

After advancing to Intermediate Immortal Warrior, Qin Yang could now refine a hundred inferior Violent Dragon Pills at once, requiring five sessions to process the five hundred pills.

Meanwhile, in the midst of Qin Yang's alchemy process, two black cars departed from the Celestial Sword Pavilion.

One of these cars carried the Sword Wielding Elder and Punishment Elder of the Celestial Sword Pavilion, while the other carried Saffron, driven by two elite disciples at the middle stage of the Yellow Tier.

Though Ancient Martial Artists regarded themselves as superior and looked down on ordinary people, they didn't completely reject the secular means of transportation and certain technologies, like telephones, which many Ancient Martial Artists possessed.

The cars drove swiftly, arriving at the Xinghu Villa District, in front of Ruan Xinxue's apartment, within a little more than an hour.

"Is this where that boy resides?"

Saffron's voice carried a touch of cold harshness as she inquired.

"Yes, Mistress."

A disciple in the middle stage of the Yellow Tier replied.

"Let's go capture that boy alive."

Saffron ordered darkly, treading lightly on the ground, she floated into the courtyard.

Following her, the Punishment Elder, Sword Wielding Elder, and the two middle stage Yellow Tier disciples who were previously driving, a total of five people, appeared in the courtyard.

At this time, Ruan Xinxue and Ling Xiaoyu were in sportswear, exercising in the yard. Seeing these five people appear suddenly, the two women were startled.

However, having seen much of the world, they steadied themselves, faced these uninvited guests, and calmed themselves down.

"May I ask, whom are you looking for?"

Ruan Xinxue asked bravely.

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