Married for many years, living like a widow?

Su Qingyan's eyes dimmed instantly, the blush on her face faded, replaced by bitterness and resentment.

"Wei He... has been practicing corpse Dao techniques for a long time, and the corpse poison in his body has long since seeped into his bone marrow. Ordinary Low Grade Medicinal Pills are simply a drop in the bucket."

She paused, her voice becoming barely audible, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

"We have been married for many years, but as long as the corpse poison in his body is not removed, he and I..."

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow: "Don't tell me you haven't consummated the marriage yet?"

Su Qingyan's face turned pale, and she tacitly agreed.

This was actually normal; Wei He had too much corpse poison in his body. If they consummated the marriage, the medicinal poison would also erode Su Qingyan.

"With this Medium Grade Corpse-Removing Pill, you can finally give it a try," Lin Yuan teased.

Su Qingyan shot him a glare but didn't speak. Instead, she took a Jade Slip from her Storage Pouch and handed it to Lin Yuan: "This is the Golden Body Art you wanted. Great kindness needs no words of thanks, thank you, Uncle Lin!"

Meanwhile, deep within the Yin Corpse Sect, in a cave hidden by a Formation.

The cave walls were damp, seeping water droplets that smelled of earth. They occasionally dripped, creating crisp echoes in the silence.

Two slender figures huddled beside a cluster of eerie Spiritual Qi flames.

One of them was Su Qinghan.

If Lin Yuan were here, he would surely be shocked; she was the ugly woman with a large birthmark on her face from the auction.

At this moment, the terrifying birthmark on her face had long since vanished, replaced by a beautiful face that still retained its charm. Her aura had also undergone an earth-shattering change; she was no longer at the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, but at the Golden Core Perfection, just one step away from the Nascent Soul Realm.

"Qing'er, adjust your state well; we will leave here tomorrow." The woman's voice was gentle, yet it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Mother, I... I cannot leave." Su Qinghan bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with humiliation and rage.

"Why?" The woman frowned. "This place is the important mountain gate of the Yin Corpse Sect. If that Devil Xuanyin discovers us..."

"Mother, I must kill someone." Su Qinghan raised her head, her beautiful eyes misting over, but her voice carried a bone-chilling coldness and determination. "If I don't kill him, I fear I will be trapped in the Qi Refinement Stage for the rest of my life, unable to make any further progress."

"What?" The woman's eyes instantly became as sharp as knives. "What exactly happened?"

Tears welled up in Su Qinghan's beautiful eyes, and she nearly burst into tears. Her body trembled slightly. After a long while, she used fragmented language to recount the humiliation of her marriage and wedding night with Lin Yuan.

"I originally thought he was dead! But two days ago, I discovered that not only is this person alive, but he is living quite well!"

"This person has become a sickness of my heart. If I do not tear him into ten thousand pieces with my own hands, I fear it will turn into a Heart Demon and forever linger upon my spiritual platform!"

Su Qinghan's voice was filled with helplessness and despair: "With this Heart Demon present, I fear... I will never be able to achieve a Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment."

"It is all Mother's fault; Mother failed to protect you back then." The woman pulled her into her embrace, her eyes filled with murderous intent. "A mere ant at the Qi Refinement Stage; killing him is as easy as turning over one's hand. Rest assured and adjust your state; Mother will help you slay this scoundrel!"

On the other side, in Lin Yuan's small courtyard.

The midday sun shone on the blue stone slabs, glowing with warmth.

Lin Yuan saw Su Qingyan off, then turned to look at the slender figure in the courtyard who was tidying up the herb garden.

"Han Shuang, come in with me." His voice was flat, devoid of emotion.

"Yes, Immortal Master." Han Shuang hurriedly put down the small hoe in her hand and followed him inside with a trace of excitement on her face.

Entering the room, Han Shuang stood with her hands hanging down, her eyes full of anticipation.

"I am about to recite a formula; listen carefully and remember it well. Not a single word can be wrong."

Han Shuang's expression turned solemn, and she immediately held her breath and concentrated.

"The Dao of the Body Cultivator: take the body as the furnace, take Qi as the charcoal..." Lin Yuan's voice was low and rhythmic, as if carrying a strange magic, echoing in the room.

As Han Shuang listened, her eyes grew brighter and brighter. Although she had not cultivated, she had walked the Jianghu for many years and could tell that every word of this formula contained supreme profundity. This was by no means an ordinary martial art.

"This technique is called the 'Golden Body Art'. You can try to Cultivate it in your spare time. If there is anything you don't understand, you can come and ask me at any time."

Han Shuang's heart was stirred and unsettled; this was no longer just excitement, but a moving feeling that seeped into her bone marrow. Immortal techniques were so precious; she never expected that the Immortal Master, who had only agreed yesterday, would pass on such a profound Cultivation Technique to her today.

She fell to her knees with a "thud", her forehead pressed tightly against the cold ground: "Thank you, Immortal Master, for the grace of rebirth! Han Shuang has nothing to repay you with, but from now on, I will do my utmost to serve you, Immortal Master."

"Why wait for the future to repay me?" Lin Yuan helped her up from the ground, his fingers lightly brushing across her cheek, and said with a faint smile, "This 'Golden Body Art' is incomparably overbearing. Beginners are extremely prone to Qi Deviation and require external force to guide them. Now, I will guide you on how to Cultivate it."

Before he finished speaking, he had already picked up Han Shuang and walked straight towards the bed.

Inside the room, the atmosphere gradually became scorching.

A cup of tea later, Lin Yuan sat up cross-legged, exhaled a long breath of turbid air, and felt refreshed.

The small golden characters at the bottom of his vision refreshed; the available attribute points had increased by two.

"Sigh, this body is still too old and decrepit; I feel somewhat exhausted after just one guidance session," Lin Yuan sighed.

Han Shuang's face was flushed, but her breathing was much longer and steadier than before. She said softly: "The Immortal Master's demeanor remains as impressive as ever; it is this Slave Girl whose Physique is too weak to withstand the Immortal Master's guidance."

"Alright, you have worked hard as well, rest well. I still need to perform Alchemy, so there is no need to prepare dinner for me." Lin Yuan waved his hand.

Han Shuang nodded obediently, carefully helped Lin Yuan put on his robes, and then bowed and exited the bedroom.

Lin Yuan sat alone in the room, and with a wave of his hand, the Pill Furnace appeared again.

As the Fire Control Technique was activated, one Spiritual Plant after another was thrown into the furnace, and the fragrance of medicine filled the air. After refining two consecutive batches, he harvested four mid-grade qi gathering pills and six Low Grade ones.

Lin Yuan flipped his palm and first took out a Low Grade condensing yuan pill he had refined yesterday, popping it into his mouth.

As the Medicinal Pill entered his stomach, a wave of warm Spiritual Qi dissolved, but it carried a faint, almost imperceptible sense of stagnation, flowing through his Meridians like clear spring water mixed with sand.

About half an hour later, he opened his eyes, a flash of disgust in his gaze.

In his vision, the pale golden text refreshed.

[Cultivation: Fifth Level of Qi Refining: 8/500 (addable points)]

[Eighth-Grade Alchemist: 1/200 (addable points)]

[Second-Grade Fire Control Art: 0/200 (addable points)]

[Available attribute points: 152]

"A single Low Grade condensing yuan pill only increased my Cultivation value by eight points, and the Impurities and medicinal poison contained within it still require effort to remove; it's not worth the gain."

He shook his head, his gaze falling on the freshly baked mid-grade qi gathering pill, and he tossed one into his mouth.

An incomparably pure wave of Spiritual Qi instantly exploded, like a clear spring washing through his Meridians, making him feel refreshed! The effect was worlds apart!

The night grew deeper.

When all four mid-grade qi gathering pills were consumed, Lin Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up to stretch. Even for a cultivator, this body was truly too old and decrepit, and the long period of sitting in meditation and refining made him feel a fatigue that originated from his very bones.

He prepared to go to bed to rest.

"Knock, knock-knock."

Just then, a clear knocking sound came from outside the courtyard gate.