Is Master Huang Dan married? The gaze of the Golden Elixir!

In the still-warm secret chamber, it was quiet enough to hear each other's heartbeats.

Su Qingyan's languid breath brushed against Lin Yuan's chest, carrying a faint scent of orchids.

After a long while, the two finally pulled away from that ultimate indulgence.

Just then, in Lin Yuan's perception, a faint spiritual energy fluctuation was futilely striking the invisible barrier outside his Immortal Cave.

"What's wrong?" Su Qingyan noticed his body instantly tense and asked softly.

"A sound transmission talisman is blocked by the Formation outside," Lin Yuan said.

"Then I'll help you get dressed."

Su Qingyan obediently got up and meticulously straightened Lin Yuan's robes. The two walked out of their exclusive, enchanting world side by side.

Outside the Immortal Cave, a delicate Paper Crane folded from a spiritual talisman was aimlessly circling and turning in the white mist of the Nine-Bend Bewildering God Formation, unable to find the entrance.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and grabbed at the air.

The Paper Crane seemed to be gripped by an invisible large hand, instantly breaking free from the Formation'sRestraint and lightly falling into his palm.

Spiritual energy was injected, and Mu Wanqing's voice, with a hint of tenderness, came from it.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, there is still an outstanding balance for the batch of foundation establishment pills that Alchemist Huang sold last time. If you have time, please come to the Peak Masters Residence for a discussion."

Su Qingyan was exceptionally intelligent and understood the business implied in the words. She proactively stood on her tiptoes and imprinted a warm kiss on Lin Yuan's cheek.

"If you have something to do, go ahead and take care of it."

"I should also go back and prepare to Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment."

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation and determination as she turned into a streak of light and disappeared into the sky.

Lin Yuan watched her leave and pondered for a moment. This clever woman had probably tasted the sweetness of success and was eager to make her next investment.

A series of crisp cracking sounds came from his bones, and his facial muscles shifted. In the blink of an eye, he transformed from the handsome young man into the ordinary-looking, unremarkable middle-aged man.

After doing all this, he activated his Escape Light and flew towards the top of Hundred Herbs Peak.

The Peak Masters Residence, Mu Wanqing's small courtyard.

Lin Yuan landed at the entrance, familiar with the way.

Today, Mu Wanqing seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood, with an undisguised smile lingering in her eyes and eyebrows. She led Lin Yuan to an elegant tea room and personally sat before the tea table.

Her fair and slender jade hands picked up a small Zisha Teapot, her movements skilled and fluid, a pleasure to behold, as she brewed a cup of fragrant spiritual tea for Lin Yuan.

"This is Tianshan Snow Bud. I usually can't bear to drink it myself," Mu Wanqing pushed the teacup towards Lin Yuan, her beautiful eyes sparkling with captivating charm.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Mu has made significant progress in her Cultivation recently; your complexion is even more radiant and charming than when we last met," Lin Yuan picked up the teacup and teased her meaningfully.

Mu Wanqing's pretty face subtly flushed, and she shot him a captivating glance, full of charm.

She took out a Storage Pouch, placed it on the table, and pushed it over.

"Here are sixty thousand Spirit Stones."

Lin Yuan's Divine Sense probed it, confirming the amount, but his brow raised. "Fellow Daoist Mu, wasn't it agreed to be fifty thousand? This..."

"The extra ten thousand is a thank-you gift for Fellow Daoist Sun," Mu Wanqing's smile held a merchant's shrewdness. "To be able to contact a person like Alchemist Huang, your favor is worth this price."

Lin Yuan was not polite and openly put away the Storage Pouch. It would be against heavenly principles not to make money when it was offered.

"To be honest with you," Mu Wanqing said, seeing him accept the Spirit Stones, and then changed the subject, getting to the point, "I want to refine another batch of Medicinal Pills."

Her expression became serious. "However, if I rashly ask Alchemist Huang to act, I worry he will refuse, so... I want to ask Fellow Daoist Sun to convey a message for me again."

"Oh? What kind of Medicinal Pill?"

"violet extreme obstacle breaking pill."

As these five words were uttered, Lin Yuan's heart stirred. This pill is specifically used by Core Formation Stage Cultivators to Breakthrough Bottlenecks. Its refining difficulty is comparable to that of the soul nurturing pill.

"I can convey the message," Lin Yuan tapped his finger lightly on the table, pondering, "However..."

"However, what?" Mu Wanqing's breathing quickened slightly.

Lin Yuan instinctively resisted refining Medicinal Pills for others. The more times he refined, the greater the risk of exposure.

But the benefits were tangible. Remuneration was secondary; the key was the Pill Formula. This violet extreme obstacle breaking pill was an indispensable strategic material for him to Breakthrough the Golden Core Bottleneck in the future!

Pill Formulas of this level were closely guarded secrets within the Sect and could not be bought with Spirit Stones.

"However, you have also witnessed Alchemist Huang's skill, yet no one knows of his existence," Lin Yuan slowly began, his tone becoming serious. "In a place like the Yin Corpse Sect, he is a non-existent alchemist. He doesn't want to be too conspicuous, so this matter must be kept absolutely confidential; no third person can know."

"Fellow Daoist can rest assured!" Mu Wanqing immediately guaranteed. "Your benefits will certainly not be less. As for Alchemist Huang's remuneration, it will definitely be more generous than last time!"

Lin Yuan did not immediately agree but posed another question. "I want to know, who is this Medicinal Pill for?"

A hint of sadness flickered in Mu Wanqing's eyes, and she frankly said, "My father. He has been stuck in the Core Formation Middle Stage for a hundred years, and the Bottleneck has been slow to loosen. To be honest, I once invited a Fifth-Grade Alchemist to act, but it ultimately failed. This time, it took countless efforts to reassemble the second set of Materials."

So it was for her father, Lin Yuan understood in his heart.

"Alright, I will relay this matter to Alchemist Huang."

With her objective achieved, Mu Wanqing's tense nerves relaxed. She picked up her teacup and seemingly casually asked, "Also, I'd like to ask... about Alchemist Huang's private matters. I wonder, is he married?"

Here it comes! Lin Yuan chuckled inwardly. Was she secretly smitten with him and wanted to vet a future husband?

He and Su Qinghan had performed the heaven and earth worship, but it was under duress, so it didn't count.

His thoughts raced, but his face remained impassive. He pondered before speaking, "Alchemist Huang... as far as I know, he has never had an officially wedded Dao Companion."

He then changed the subject, looking deeply at Mu Wanqing, a playful smile on his lips, "But you also know that his Cultivation Technique for increasing the success rate of pills is quite special. So... he is never short of confidantes to discuss the Great Dao with."

Mu Wanqing was exceptionally intelligent and instantly understood Lin Yuan's hint, her cheeks flushing again.

She lowered her head, concealing the unusual gleam in her eyes, and softly said, "Alchemist Huang is a Celestial Being; to have the skill of a Fourth-Grade Alchemist is beyond my wildest dreams. I was just asking casually."

Lin Yuan nodded and said no more. He then purchased Materials for thirty furnaces of qi gathering pills from Mu Wanqing. With this, all the Medicinal Pills he needed to enter the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage were gathered.

The two chatted for a few more moments, then Lin Yuan rose to take his leave.

After watching Lin Yuan's Escape Light disappear into the distance, Mu Wanqing turned and returned to the tea room.

As soon as she sat down, a tall figure with a profound and imposing aura silently emerged from the shadows in the corner of the room.

It was an old man with frosted white hair and beard, a stern face, and eyes like lightning. He merely stood there, and the air in the entire tea room seemed to become thick and heavy.

"Father."

"Did you notice anything?"