White hair against red makeup

The eighteen-year-old bride and the eighty-year-old groom, white hair against bridal red.

A night of coupling under the Mandarin Duck Quilt, like a Pear Blossom branch pressing down on a Begonia.

Fifty or sixty breaths later.

Lin Yuan felt his body was about to fall apart, as if every bone was about to break.

Rows of pale golden small characters appeared before his eyes without warning.

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Third Layer: 299/300 (Can add points)]

[Ninth Rank Alchemist: 99/100 (Can add points)]

[Level One Fire Control Technique: 99/100 (Can add points)]

[usable attribute points: 8]

"It seems my lamp is running out of oil, I'm going to die, I'm even seeing hallucinations now!" Lin Yuan muttered inwardly.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again, and the small golden characters were still there.

"Holy crap! It's not a hallucination!"

He rubbed his eyes hard, confirming that he hadn't misread them.

His heart leaped fiercely, and tentatively, he used his mind to select the option to add points after his cultivation level.

"Buzz!"

A warm sensation forcefully squeezed into his fragile Meridians.

Majestic Spiritual Qi burst forth, spreading throughout his body along the Meridians.

A sharp pain arrived, immediately followed by waves of inexplicable comfort.

The Bottleneck of the Qi Refining Third Layer that had trapped him for fifty full years shattered with a boom, like a broken door slammed by a giant hammer.

Spiritual Qi surged and continuously grew stronger within his Dantian Qi Sea.

"Qi Refining Fourth Layer! I Broke Through! Hahaha... Qi Refining Fourth Layer!"

Subsequently, an unprecedented feeling of comfort permeated his entire body, Lin Yuan's spirit was lifted, and a trace of long-lost vitality was injected into his decaying body.

The lingering Death Qi on his body also dissipated somewhat as his cultivation improved!

"I... I'll be damned..."

"After so many years of Transmigration, my Golden Finger... has finally arrived!"

Eighty years of suppression, resentment, and despair all turned into ecstasy at this moment.

"Damn it! Who said women would only slow down my draw speed!"

"Abstinence? Abstain from your grandpa's abstinence!"

"This feeling... is simply too wonderful! If I had known this, I should have gone to find a wife on the first day of my Transmigration! What's the point of bitterly going into seclusion to Cultivate?"

"Guarding my body like jade for eighty years, I understand now! The Great Dao is Simple, and XX is endless!"

After a brief moment of ecstasy, Lin Yuan quickly calmed down. His instinct as an Old Schemer immediately made him start analyzing.

"How... how are these attribute points obtained?"

While thinking, his gaze fell upon Su Qinghan, whose jade body lay beside him, still instinctively moving to detoxify herself.

A bold, yet incredibly reasonable guess surfaced in his mind... After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lin Yuan felt his old bones were truly about to be scrapped.

Waves of weakness flooded his entire body; now he didn't even have the strength to lift a single finger.

As for Su Qinghan, after enduring seven rounds of impact and release from the fierce medicinal power, the Ecstasy Powder in her body was finally neutralized, and she seemed to be exhausted, falling into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, the small golden characters before Lin Yuan's eyes had also changed.

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Fourth Layer: 0/400 (Can add points)]

[Ninth Rank Alchemist: 99/100 (Can add points)]

[Level One Fire Control Technique: 99/100 (Can add points)]

[usable attribute points: 55]

"As expected!"

Lin Yuan's heart pounded wildly, and he quickly began calculating.

The first Breakthrough used 1 point. The original 8 points, plus the 48 points obtained from the six subsequent Cycles of bitter Cultivation, totaled exactly 55 points.

Each time, it was 8 attribute points.

"Why is it eight points? Not a round ten, nor two points?"

Lin Yuan's gaze fell on Su Qinghan again, and a thought flashed across his mind like lightning.

"She... is at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining!"

"In other words, the number of attribute points gained is directly linked to the Realm of the Dao Companion's cultivation!"

This discovery instantly made Lin Yuan's breathing rapid, and terrifying brilliance erupted in his eyes.

"The Eighth Layer of Qi Refining grants eight points, so what about a Fairy at the Foundation Establishment Stage? A Female Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage? A Powerful Female Expert at the Nascent Soul Stage?"

He dared not think any further.

A broad road leading to eternal life and immortality had slowly unfolded before him!

Who knows how much time passed.

Su Qinghan's slender eyelashes trembled lightly, and then she slowly woke up.

When she saw the mess on the bed and that dazzling crimson stain, fragments of the wild and uncontrolled memories from last night flooded her mind.

She stared blankly at her slender, long hands. The last light in her eyes completely vanished, replaced by endless dead silence and despair.

She... was a Disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect, the leader of the Righteous Path, and furthermore... the future Saintess.

Now her purity was lost, and her Dao Heart was destroyed!

"I will kill this old dog who ruined my purity, and then commit suicide to end my mortal existence!"

She muttered to herself, flipping her palm, and Spiritual Qi surged within it.

"It's better to live shamefully than to die gloriously!"

Su Qinghan's movements froze. She suddenly lifted her head, meeting Lin Yuan's deep and sober eyes.

Lin Yuan rubbed his aching old waist: "If you die like this, filled with despair and resentment, your Divine Soul will be confined by the Nine Yin Soul Gathering Array set up in this room!"

"You will become one of the main souls on Xue Linglong's Soul Banner!"

Then his gaze swept over Su Qinghan's graceful figure again: "Your skin suit at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining is also excellent Materials for refining Yin Corpses!"

"Tsk tsk..."

Hearing Lin Yuan's words, a chill shot straight to Su Qinghan's head. She now completely understood why Xue Linglong had captured her.

What Lin Yuan didn't know was that she also possessed the Xuan Yin Physique. This Physique is naturally compatible with Yin Sha Qi and is excellent Materials for Refined Corpses.

If she died filled with resentment and despair, and her Divine Soul was refined and combined with the Xuan Yin Physique.

It would be possible to refine the legendary Mystic Yin Corpse King.

"If I die... it would truly fulfill her wishes..." The surging Spiritual Qi in Su Qinghan's palm slowly dissipated.

"Sigh... actually, I am also a victim. This old man went out to buy Alchemy Materials, was knocked unconscious by that Demonic Woman, and inexplicably ended up performing the wedding ceremony with you and entering the bridal chamber!"

"If my old bones weren't still relatively sturdy, I would have been tormented to death by you last night!"

Su Qinghan took a deep breath, the killing intent in her eyes dissipating: "But... even if I don't kill myself! She will definitely not let me go!"

Lin Yuan smiled: "Tell me, if you pretend to be dead, and when that Demoness comes to collect the Materials, we join forces and suddenly strike, couldn't we..."

The dead silence in Su Qinghan's eyes lit up, and hope reignited.

"That Demoness is at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, and I have no treasures. This matter... must be planned carefully; we must ensure a single hit succeeds!"

Lin Yuan nodded. Xue Linglong was very famous in the Yin Corpse Sect; not only was she beautiful, but she was also ruthless.

Afterward, she definitely wouldn't spare him, the tool.

Therefore, to survive, he had to cooperate with Su Qinghan and eliminate this Demoness.

Time slowly flowed by, estimated to be more than half a day.

The heavy stone door slowly opened.

A graceful figure stepped into the room.

The newcomer wore an elaborate black robe embroidered with gold thread. She was tall and well-proportioned, with a curvaceous figure.

Her face was fair, her red lips full, and her expression cold. A pair of Phoenix Eyes swept across the room.

Her gaze fell upon Su Qinghan by the bed. She saw her lying in a pool of blood, the deep crimson stains congealed and dry. She had no aura, and her face was pale.

There was a hideous bloody cut on her neck.

On the large bed, Lin Yuan hung his head, having long since stopped breathing.

Looking at the two corpses in the room, and the thick, lingering scent of blood in the air.

The corner of Xue Linglong's mouth lifted, forming an arc of satisfaction.

"A Divine Soul wrapped in intense resentment and unwillingness, plus the Xuan Yin Physique! It can grow into a Mystic Yin Corpse King in the future!"

Xue Linglong muttered softly to herself, her eyes flickering with greed and fanaticism.

Her Lotus Steps moved lightly as she walked toward Su Qinghan on the ground.