45: Chapter 45 How about letting your older sister help you manage Young Master Jiang?

In the entire Taixu Realm, across its nine Sects and eighteen schools, there is no such thing as a supreme grade foundation establishment pill.

Young Master Jiang Lan actually produced a supreme grade foundation establishment pill with a mere gesture!

Just what is Young Master Jiang's background?

The Old Ancestor once said that Disciples from Hidden Families only consume top-grade Medicinal Pills!

Could it be that Young Master Jiang is a Prodigy from a Hidden Family, here in the mortal world for his trial by experience?'

Pei Yingxue held the pill bottle in her slender, fair hand, her exquisitely beautiful face a mask of utter astonishment.

"Qian Luo, I can't stay Divided for too long right now.

Wait for me to emerge, and I will come to Shu Mountain to find you. You stay peacefully at Shu Mountain and follow Senior Carefree Master in practicing the sword."

*Snap!*

Accompanied by the sound of metal breaking, Jiang Lan severed the connection.

Jiang Lan heaved a massive sigh of relief. Mother Yecha's pressure was terrifying; Jiang Lan was drenched from head to toe in cold sweat!

"Little Sister Qian Luo, so this is the Young Master Jiang you've been pining for?

I've finished my diagnosis for you. This Young Master Jiang Lan is a true Dragon among men!

I'm afraid you alone won't be able to tame him!"

Qian Luo: ???

"Let your sister help you. How about the two of us work together to tame this Young Master Jiang?"

Qian Luo: ???

"If that really doesn't work, how about you tame him for a while, then let me take a turn? We'll take turns thoroughly tormenting him!"

Qian Luo: ???

Pei Yingxue's exquisitely beautiful face was suffused with the rosy blush unique to a maiden's heart aflutter, and she chattered at Qian Luo for a long time.

Qian Luo pursed her rose-red lips, a light, delicate pink—the hue unique to a girl's first awakening of love—spreading across her stunningly beautiful face.

"What in the world is Sister Pei talking about?

I don't understand a single word!"

A mischievous smile curled at the corner of Pei Yingxue's rose-like mouth. She extended her slender, fair hand and began tickling Qian Luo's slender, willow-like waist and the inner sides of her long, fair, beautiful legs!

"Giggle... That tickles..

Sister Pei.. it tickles...

Giggle..."

"I want to torment Young Master Jiang thoroughly with you!

Do you understand now?"

Bell-like sounds of laughter and play rang out from the study, piercing fiercely through the cracks in the door, utterly shattering the afternoon tranquility of the Literary Brilliance Academy!

...

*Splash!*

Jiang Lan leaped into the spiritual lake within the immortal ring's Small World, sending a spray of water skyward!

A refreshing sensation, akin to a climax, instantly transmitted from his body's surface, shooting up from his tailbone straight to the crown of his head!

Comfortable! So incredibly comfortable!

Ever since that Ten Thousand Year Tree Spirit, Old Chun, took up residence in the immortal ring's Small World, the concentration of Spiritual Qi within had reached one hundred times that of the outside world.

Lofty mountains rose from the ground, spiritual lakes dotted the landscape, and spiritual rivers meandered like snakes, murmuring as they flowed, resembling a fairyland!

Jiang Lan suddenly felt that this old man, Old Chun, was rather endearing after all!

After bathing, Jiang Lan sat cross-legged within the Supreme Spirit Gathering Formation, continuing his deep Cultivation.

Three hours later, Jiang Lan had already Cultivated the Withered Wood Meets Spring Art to the Tenth Layer of Qi Refining!

In just three hours, the void cauldron had refined 10 bottles of supreme grade qi gathering pills, 15 bottles of supreme grade healing medicine, and over two hundred Top-Grade Spirit Stones!

Awesome!

Jiang Lan loved this feeling of growing stronger without having to put in effort!

Moonlight, like water, pierced the cloud layers, casting several dappled spots of light in front of the Immortal Cave, shimmering with an immortal-white halo!

Jiang Lan stepped slowly out of the Immortal Cave, entering the moonlight. He slightly raised his gaze, looking upward toward the Secret Realm.

Jiang Lan's brows furrowed slightly. For no other reason than this: three days had already passed, and the blood-colored sacred orb was only half full!

At this rate, there was no way he would be out of the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm by Monday!

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*...

Several sets of footsteps suddenly rang out, violently tearing apart the original silence of Jiang Lan's Immortal Cave!

The Gao Family Three Siblings, slightly bowing, walked over slowly.

"Boss, what should we do next.."

"Kill them all."

The bodies of the Gao Family Three Siblings jolted violently as if struck by lightning. Instantly, their spines turned cold, and cold sweat burst from their backs!

They had originally thought the Young Master would say which Sect's Secret Realm team to eliminate next, but the result was only two icy words!

"Boss, there have to be at least over 6,000 Cultivators in this Ancient Desolate Secret Realm..."

"Within three days, kill them all."

The words Jiang Lan spoke were like a hammer weighing dozens of tons, smashing down fiercely upon the fist-sized hearts of the Gao Family Three Siblings—once, twice!

Feelings of suffocation, shock, and fear took turns playing out in the hearts of the Gao Family Three Siblings!

This was over 6,000 Cultivators. Kill them all within three days?

Cold sweat trickled down the cheeks of the Gao Family Three Siblings, *Plop! Plop!* dripping onto the icy ground, splashing into little blossoms of water.

"Huh? Boss, where are you going? Wait for us!"

Jiang Lan's feet suddenly exerted force, transforming into a streak of white light that left several afterimages in the Void Realm as he sped toward the depths of the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm!

The Gao Family Three Siblings stepped onto their Flying Swords, tearing through the air and creating wisps of white smoke from friction as they flew in pursuit of Jiang Lan's fading direction!

Three thousand li directly north of Jiang Lan, there were over a dozen faint red dots of light, clearly over a dozen severely injured Cultivators!

As for which Sect these dozen or so red dots belonged to, to be honest, Jiang Lan didn't care. They were all to be killed anyway!

The red number above Jiang Lan's head at this moment was already [Two Hundred Twenty-Six]—the true number one killing god of the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm!

The red numbers above the heads of the Gao Family Three Siblings were already [Forty-Five], [Forty-Three], and [Thirty-Eight].

Even the blood-red number above the head of the Nine-Tailed Ice Fox perched on Jiang Lan's shoulder was [Twelve].

Seeing the number one killing god team of the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm flying toward them, the dozen or so red dots were clearly terrified and began to flee madly!

But after the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, the dozen or so red dots actually remained motionless in place!

The reason was simple!

First, the flying speed of the number one killing god team in the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm was too fast; there was simply no escape!

Second, the dozen or so Cultivators were already severely injured. Fleeing chaotically would only make it easier for other teams to finish them off, dying even faster!

Moonlight pierced the cloud layer, casting a faint, moon-white halo over the dozen or so Cultivators standing upon a massive, cold boulder!

The Spiritual Qi within the bodies of the dozen or so Cultivators was basically exhausted, their Medicinal Pills all consumed. Blood, like earthworms, crawled from their wounds, *Plop! Plop!* dripping down, splashing into little blossoms of blood upon the icy boulder!

The impending fear of death spread among the group of over a dozen like ink dripping onto rice paper!

Like a ghostly hand dripping with fresh blood, it fiercely choked each person's neck. Feelings of suffocation, helplessness, and fear took turns playing out in each person's heart!

Suddenly!

A streak of white light tore through the air with a *whooshing* sound, leaving several white afterimages in the Void Realm, abruptly flashing into existence mid-air!

They saw a Silver-haired Cultivator, so handsome it was lethal, revealing sixteen abdominal muscles, slowly solidifying his form in the Void Realm!

That's right!

The lethally handsome Silver-haired Cultivator was none other than Jiang Lan!

Jiang Lan's three thousand silver strands danced in the wind, his sleeves fluttering. A white robe billowed like a war banner. He looked down upon the dozen or so severely injured Cultivators on the boulder like an immortal gazing down at ants!

Jiang Lan's hands rapidly formed seals. Within him, the Withered Wood Meets Spring Art operated wildly. A Wood Prison Technique was fiercely unleashed toward the dozen or so severely injured Cultivators!

*Rip!*

The Void Realm above the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm was violently torn open!

A hundred-zhang-sized, square, barbed divine wood cage tore through the air, creating wisps of white smoke from friction, and fiercely slammed down upon the dozen or so severely injured Cultivators!

*BOOM!*