Rewards Dual Cultivation Techniques

The night was as dark as ink, and on Purple Bamboo Peak, only the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind could be heard.

Su Ye stood with his hands behind his back, treading on the Void Realm. His figure moved through the bamboo forest like a ghost, leaving the area of Lin Waner's Immortal Cave in a matter of moments.

He looked back at the small bamboo building wrapped in soft Restrictions, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful arc.

The fish had already taken the bait; next, he only needed to slowly reel in the line.

"Although Lin Waner possesses the Primal Water Body, she is only at the Foundation Establishment Stage after all. Even if she has formed a Golden Core now, the boost to my current cultivation level is limited."

Su Ye calculated in his heart.

What he cultivated was the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, an ancient forbidden technique. The further one progressed, the more terrifying the resources required became.

Relying on Lin Waner alone was far from enough to satisfy his appetite.

The real 'feast' was still locked away in the Cold Jade Palace.

Just then.

A cold, mechanical voice exploded deep within his mind without warning.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for successfully conquering the Daughter of Luck, Lin Waner, and assisting her in Awakening her Physique and Breaking Through to the Golden Core!]

[Mission Evaluation: Perfect.]

[Calculating mission rewards...]

Su Ye's footsteps paused slightly as he hovered at the top of a hundred-zhang-tall giant purple jade bamboo, letting the night wind blow his robes, making them flutter and snap.

It was here.

The System's rewards were always the part he looked forward to the most.

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Divine Ability comprehension—'Three Thousand Drops of Weak Water'!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining one chance to randomly draw an Imperial Rank auxiliary Cultivation Technique!]

As the System's voice faded.

A massive and obscure stream of information, like a river bursting its banks, instantly rushed into Su Ye's Sea of Consciousness.

Boom!

Su Ye felt his vision go dark, and his consciousness seemed to be pulled into a murky Chaos space.

In this space, there was no sky and no earth, only endless water.

The water appeared as a strange grayish-brown color; while it seemed calm and waveless, every single drop was as heavy as a thousand catties.

A goose feather could not float, and reed flowers would sink straight to the bottom.

This was the water of the legendary River Styx—Weak Water!

"Is this... Three Thousand Drops of Weak Water?"

Within the space of his consciousness, Su Ye looked at the boundless Weak Water, and a hint of realization rose in his heart.

The Primal Water Body was Lin Waner's innate Physique, capable of controlling all the waters in the world.

And this Divine Ability, 'Three Thousand Drops of Weak Water', pushed the killing power of this Physique to its absolute limit.

Once unleashed, it could summon phantoms of Weak Water, forming a Domain of absolute dead silence.

Within this Domain, an enemy's speed would be reduced to the extreme, their Spiritual Qi would be corroded by the Weak Water, and their Physical Body would have to endure the pressure of ten thousand catties.

If cultivated to the Major Achievement stage, it could even evolve into the true River Styx, submerging the stars of the heavens!

"What a domineering Divine Ability."

Su Ye opened his eyes. Deep within them, a gray river seemed to flow slowly, exuding a heart-palpitating aura of dead silence.

He raised his hand, and in his palm, a sphere of grayish-brown water slowly condensed.

Even though it was only a globule the size of a fingernail, the surrounding space actually emitted a strained 'crackling' sound because it could not withstand the weight, and several tiny pitch-black cracks appeared.

"With this Divine Ability, my combat power has increased by at least thirty percent."

"If combined with the devouring power of the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art, I can kill even a Nascent Soul Cultivator in a direct confrontation!"

Su Ye dispersed the Weak Water in his hand, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.

In this cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak, only when your fists are hard enough can you talk sense.

"System, draw the Imperial Rank auxiliary Cultivation Technique."

Without the slightest hesitation, Su Ye directly issued the command.

Imperial Rank!

That was an existence second only to the Immortal Rank. In this current era where Great Emperors did not appear, the birth of any Imperial Rank Cultivation Technique would be enough to trigger a bloodbath across the entire Eastern Desolation and even the Central Province.

Even if it was just an auxiliary type, it was worth a fortune.

[Ding! Randomly drawing...]

[Drawing range: Alchemy Dao, Formation Dao, Weapon Dao, Dual Cultivation, Movement Technique, Divine Soul...]

A giant golden roulette appeared in Su Ye's mind, covered with densely packed ancient runes, each representing an earth-shattering Legacy.

The roulette spun rapidly, turning into a golden afterimage.

Su Ye held his breath, staring intently at the red needle.

If it were an offensive type, he actually didn't lack those, as he had the Supreme Bone and the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art.

What he lacked now were means to accelerate his cultivation speed or to conceal the aura of his own Demonic Technique.

After all, this was the Taichu Holy Land, the headquarters of the righteous sects.

If those old fogies of Grand Elders discovered he was practicing a Demonic Technique, they would probably turn him to ash the very next day.

[Ding! Drawing complete!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Imperial Rank auxiliary Cultivation Technique—Yin Yang Dragon Phoenix Creation Scripture!]

As the golden light dissipated, an ancient Jade Slip emitting a pink misty aura floated quietly within Su Ye's System space.

"Hmm?"

Su Ye raised an eyebrow. This name... why did it sound a bit improper?

With a thought, his Divine Sense delved into the Jade Slip.

A moment later.

Su Ye's expression became strange, then transformed into wild joy.

This Yin Yang Dragon Phoenix Creation Scripture was not a common evil art of harvesting and supplementing.

Evil harvesting arts harmed others to benefit oneself, resulted in a shallow Foundation, and easily led to Qi Deviation.

But this Imperial Rank Cultivation Technique focused on Yin and Yang complementing each other and seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

Its greatest function was its ability to perform secondary purification and perfect Fusion on the foreign Spiritual Qi and mixed blood Qi that Su Ye devoured through the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art!

Especially regarding the primal yin energy of female Cultivators.

Previously, when Su Ye absorbed primal yin, he could only utilize fifty percent of it; the remaining fifty percent would be lost or converted into Impurities.

But with this technique, the utilization rate could reach a hundred percent! Even a hundred and twenty percent!

Moreover, during the process of Dual Cultivation, it could subtly transform the other party's Divine Soul, causing them to develop an extremely strong sense of dependence and belonging toward him.

It was simply a god-tier skill tailor-made for a villain like him!

"Marvelous."

"With this method, the speed at which I refine Revered Master's three hundred years of primal yin will increase several times over."

"It was originally estimated to take half a month to fully digest, but now it seems only three days are needed."

Su Ye couldn't help but laugh twice. His laughter echoed through the empty mountain forest, startling several resting spiritual cranes.

In high spirits, he waved his large sleeve, and his whole being turned into a long rainbow, streaking toward the summit of Purple Bamboo Peak.

However, he did not go directly back to his own residence.

Instead, he landed on a cliffside with an open view.

From here, he could overlook the scenery of the entire Purple Bamboo Peak and also faintly see the Cold Jade Palace halfway up the mountain, shrouded in layers of mist and Formations.

There, the youngest, most beautiful, and also the coldest Peak Revered Master of the Taichu Holy Land was imprisoned.

His Revered Master, Yun Yuzhen.

"Revered Master, oh Revered Master, the night is long. This Disciple has just helped Junior Sister clear her 'Meridians'; is it your turn now?"

Su Ye's gaze pierced through the layers of mist, as if he could see that graceful figure deep within the palace, his eyes flashing with a dark light like that of a hunter.

But he did not set off immediately.

The current Yun Yuzhen, although her cultivation was Sealed, was after all a powerhouse of the Tribulation Transcendence Realm with an incredibly resilient Heart-Nature.

Pushing too hard might instead easily cause her to fight to the death.

"Revered Master must be worn down slowly."

"I'll leave her alone for a night first, let her reflect well amidst fear and cold."

Su Ye gave a cold laugh and turned to disappear into the darkness... Meanwhile.

Purple Bamboo Peak, halfway up the mountain.

Cold Jade Palace.

This was a palace built entirely of ten-thousand-year-old cold jade, emitting a bone-chilling cold all year round.

In the past, this was the sacred ground where Yun Yuzhen would go into secluded Cultivation; this cold air could help her suppress the drawbacks of her Taiyin Sacred Body.

But at this moment.

It had become a cage.

Deep within the palace, upon the massive cold jade bed.

The usual dignified figure sitting in meditation was not there.

An exquisitely beautiful woman was slumped powerlessly on the freezing jade floor.

She was dressed in a tattered white robe, her clothes disheveled, with large patches of snowy-white skin exposed to the air, still bearing a few ambiguous red marks that were shocking to behold.

It was indeed the Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak, Yun Yuzhen.

At this time, where did she have even a hint of the high and mighty, inviolable Saint appearance she usually possessed?

Her four limbs were tightly locked by four thick, dark-golden chains.

The other ends of the chains were deeply embedded into the Void Realm, with densely packed runes flowing over them; it was the Dragon Trapping Formation laid down by Su Ye.

This Formation was extremely vicious; it not only sealed her Dantian and Qi Sea, preventing her from mobilizing even a sliver of spiritual power, but it even restricted her Divine Sense as well.

At this moment, aside from having a slightly stronger Physical Body, she was no different from a Mortal.

"Su Ye... you Rebellious Disciple..."

Yun Yuzhen grit her teeth, her voice hoarse. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying a world-shaking hatred.

She gripped the cold jade beneath her tightly, her slender nails snapping from the excessive force, and blood stained the translucent floor red.

Just yesterday.

Right on this cold jade bed.

That eldest Disciple, whom she had watched grow up since childhood and who had always been gentle as jade and respectful to his teacher, had actually revealed such a hideous face.

He tore her clothes to shreds, and her dignity along with them.

That agonizing pain of her Soul being torn apart still haunted her heart like a nightmare.

Especially just now.

That beast had left and then returned.

Not only did he humiliate her with words, but he even... even forced her into that cold pool to take some "mandarin duck bath" with him!

At the thought of those unsightly scenes, Yun Yuzhen's delicate body couldn't stop trembling, filled with overwhelming shame and indignation.

"I must kill him..."

"I will tear his body into ten thousand pieces, extract his Soul and refine his spirit, so that he may never be reincarnated for all eternity!"

Yun Yuzhen's eyes were bloodshot, and two lines of clear tears slid down her pale cheeks.

She was a Peak Revered Master of the Taichu Holy Land, a peerless powerhouse of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, Tenth Heaven, and the Taiyin Fairy in the hearts of countless Cultivators.

When had she ever suffered such a humiliating disgrace?

However.

Just as her anger flared, and she wished she could immediately detonate her Primordial Spirit to perish together with Su Ye.

A strange sensation suddenly rose from her lower abdomen.

"Hmm?"

Yun Yuzhen was slightly stunned. She instinctively tried to suppress it, only to find her body empty, unable to mobilize any spiritual power at all.

But then, her expression changed.

Was that... a warm current?

How was this possible?!

One must know that she possessed the Taiyin Sacred Body. Although her cultivation speed was extremely fast, her body had accumulated terrifying taiyin cold poison over the years.

Especially during the Zi Hour, when the Yin Qi was at its peak, the Cold Poison would flare up.

That feeling was like countless ice needles piercing her bone marrow, an agony beyond words.

Because of this, she had to live in this Cold Jade Palace year-round, using the chill of the cold jade to fight poison with poison, barely managing to suppress it.

Calculating the time, it was currently the third quarter of the Zi Hour.

Normally at this time, she should have been rolling on the floor in pain, wishing she were dead.

But now... Yun Yuzhen closed her eyes in disbelief, carefully sensing the condition of her body.

There was no pain.

That bone-eroding chill that arrived every night had actually vanished!

In its place was a warm current of air, lingering deep within her Dantian, slowly nourishing her damaged Meridians.

This warm current was exactly what Su Ye had left behind.

"This... what's going on?"

Yun Yuzhen snapped her eyes open, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Could it be... that Rebellious Disciple was telling the truth?

He said he wanted to help her detoxify, and it wasn't purely for those filthy matters?

"No! Impossible!"

Yun Yuzhen immediately dismissed this absurd thought.

"That beast was just venting his animalistic lust! Detoxification was nothing more than his excuse!"

However, the body's reaction could not lie.

She could clearly feel that the taiyin cold poison that had plagued her for three hundred years had truly dissipated somewhat.

Although it was only about ten percent, it was already a miracle!

To cure this Cold Poison, she had visited famous doctors and even pleaded with the Old Ancestor of the Holy Land, but all were helpless.

How on earth did that Rebellious Disciple Su Ye do it?

Could it really be because of... that?

In Yun Yuzhen's mind, Su Ye's devilishly charming and arrogant face involuntarily surfaced, along with his whisper in her ear:

"Revered Master, your body is too cold. This Disciple will warm you up..."

"Shameless!"

Yun Yuzhen spat in shame and anger, a sickly crimson flush appearing on her pale cheeks.

No matter what method he used, it was all built upon the Foundation of trampling her dignity!

This kind of favor, she would rather not have!

"Even if I die from the poison, I am unwilling to suffer this humiliation!"

As soon as this unyielding thought arose in Yun Yuzhen's heart, she wanted to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

But the moment her teeth touched the tip of her tongue, her movement came to a sudden halt.

Because in her mind, the words Su Ye left before leaving suddenly flashed, along with the shadow recording stone he had waved in his hand.

"Revered Master, if you dare to die, or dare to speak of tonight's events..."

"Tomorrow morning, the entire Taichu Holy Land, and even the entire Eastern Desolation, will see this wonderful scene."

"I think Revered Master wouldn't want the world to see the high and mighty Peak Master of Purple Bamboo Peak moaning and yielding in pleasure beneath her Disciple, would she?"

That demon!

That complete and utter lunatic!

Yun Yuzhen felt cold all over, a deep sense of powerlessness weling up in her heart.

She wasn't afraid of death.

But she was afraid of her reputation being ruined.

If that shadow recording stone were to be leaked, the ten-thousand-year reputation of the Taichu Holy Land would be destroyed in an instant, and she, Yun Yuzhen, would become the greatest laughingstock of the entire cultivation world, nailed to a pillar of shame, never to rise again.

Moreover, Wan'er was still on the peak, and Ziyue was still out training... If she died, wouldn't those girls also fall into that beast's demonic clutches?

"No... I can't die..."

Yun Yuzhen's eyes gradually turned from despair to clarity, and then became incredibly profound.

Since the Cold Poison had been alleviated, it meant she still had a chance to turn the tables.

As long as she could restore her cultivation... as long as she could break through this damned Dragon Trapping Formation... with her cultivation of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, Tenth Heaven, killing a Golden Core Stage Rebellious Disciple would be as easy as turning over her hand!

"Su Ye... do you think you can control me like this?"

Yun Yuzhen took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger and humiliation in her heart.

She slowly climbed up from the ground, picked up her torn clothes, and put them back on one by one.

Although her clothes were tattered and couldn't hide her beauty, her movements exuded an indescribable solemnity and nobility.

She sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed; even with shackles on her hands and feet, her back remained ramrod straight.

"Since you want it, I'll give it to you."

"Until you let your guard down, I will endure."

"Yes! Endure."

"I, Yun Yuzhen, have lived for three hundred years; I still have this much patience."

At this moment, the mindset of this once high-and-mighty Peak Revered Master underwent an earth-shattering change.

She decided to lie low.

She would be like a venomous snake, retracting its fangs and lurking in the shadows.

Even if she had to continue enduring that Rebellious Disciple's insults, even if she had to deal with him insincerely and force a smile.

As long as she could exchange it for that sliver of hope, she would spare no effort!

"As long as I can recover ten percent... no, five percent of my cultivation..."

"Su Ye, I will let you know the meaning of cruelty."

Yun Yuzhen closed her eyes and began trying to sense the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Although her Dantian was sealed, she was, after all, a Taiyin Sacred Body, and her Physical Body naturally had an extremely high affinity with the Yin Qi of the world.

Although that Rebellious Disciple had sealed her spiritual power, during the "treatment" just now, he had left a trace of extremely pure masculine Qi in her body.

Perhaps she could use this Qi to dismantle the Seal from within... Inside the Cold Jade Palace, a deathly silence returned once more.

Only the flickering candlelight reflected on Yun Yuzhen's face, alternating between light and shadow.

Cold, beautiful, and dangerous.

She was waiting.

Waiting for that Rebellious Disciple to appear again.

When that time came, she would give him a "surprise."

However.

Time passed second by second.

Half an hour.

One hour.

Two hours.

The gates of the Cold Jade Palace remained tightly shut, with no movement whatsoever.

That Rebellious Disciple actually didn't come?

Yun Yuzhen opened her eyes and looked at the empty palace, a hint of astonishment and doubt flashing in her eyes.

Given that beast's greedy nature, having tasted sweetness, how could he easily let her go tonight?

Could it be... he was plotting an even greater scheme?

Or perhaps, he went to find Wan'er?

At this thought, Yun Yuzhen's heart suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of unease welled up.

"Wan'er..."

She stared at the closed palace gates, her nails digging deep into her palms.