Her face was enchanting, eyes misty, lips lustrous, as if they were about to drip.
"Senior... I... I can’t stand steadily, may I hold onto you from behind?"
"As you wish."
The moment the words were spoken, the female cultivator’s hands wrapped around Song Yan’s waist from behind, then pressed tightly against him, softly saying, "Junior... Han Cai’Er."
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The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio was sipping tea on the rooftop when he suddenly received a message.
"Master, Cai’Er is missing!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio was taken aback and said, "What happened?"
The message replied, "Cai’Er went out at the time of Shen today and has not returned until now."
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio cursed angrily, "Raised her to seize Primordial Yin for you and enhance power, how could you lose her?!"
The message on the other end came back with a sob, "I... I don’t know either. All these years, Cai’Er was fine. She didn’t know about her special body. She would practice sword control around here every day. I used to have someone secretly watch her, but she was always obedient and infatuated with me. I... I stopped overseeing."
"Foolish, foolish! That Han Cai’Er’s physique is special, an extremely rare Blood Essence Body! If not for seeing it in ancient books, I would not recognize it!
Such a Blood Essence Body, if extracted with a Secret Technique when she reaches the Perfection of Crimson Palace, can grant all her power! At that time, you would have eighteen lines of blood in the Crimson Palace, invincible among peers, with a promising future!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio scolded repeatedly, then, hearing the relative’s plea from the Communication Stone, he cooled down a bit and said, "Enough, enough, I once placed a tracking mark on her, let’s see. This Cai’Er truly does not know the good! She used much of my family’s resources over the years and now wants to run? Ha, not that easy!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio immediately employed magic.
But upon employing it, he found that the "tracking aura" was severed!
He was stunned, dumbfounded on the spot.
After a long time, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "When did you say Cai’Er left?"
"At... the time of Shen..."
"Was she in your sight at noon?"
"No, normally she doesn’t go out at noon, but she left today."
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio’s eyes blazed with anger as he suddenly realized.
It turns out Han Cai’Er was the cultivator who provided the "elixir list"!
No wonder it’s so mysterious, no wonder she made Hong Qingsang swear a Soul Oath in front of her!
Well calculated, well bold!
Truly outstanding!!
The more he thought about it, the angrier the Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio became; he abruptly stood up and headed towards the Cold Blood Demon Sect.
Han Cai’Er is a Blood Essence Body, it involved much of his resources, and it concerns the rise of his family’s descendants, a matter of great family strategy, which must not fail!!
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More than ten days later...
Cold Blood Demon Sect.
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio coldly looked down at the sect below, the anger in his eyes completely ignited.
However, Hong Wulian seemingly oblivious to his anger, said directly, "Grandpa said, since he promised to protect that female cultivator, there is no reason to go back on the word! Whatever you want, my Cold Blood Demon Sect will take it!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio said, "Go tell the Cold Blood old demon, I have a way to break the Soul Oath! Please bring Han Cai’Er back quickly! As for the information the Cold Blood old demon wants, I will surely extract it from Han Cai’Er and freely give it to him!"
Hong Wulian snorted disdainfully.
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio said sternly, "You brat, courting death!!"
Hong Wulian replied, "You want to bully the young with the old? Wait till my grandpa returns..."
"Shut up!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio angrily said, "Go tell the Cold Blood old demon, if he doesn’t return, I’ll blood wash the Cold Blood Demon Sect!"
Hong Wulian clicked his tongue and said, "Today, if you dare touch a hair of mine, my grandpa won’t let you off."
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio fell silent.
Hong Wulian, worried but aware of the resolve transmitted from the other side, could only bite the bullet and imitate his usual style, saying, "Dare you touch a hair of mine? Do you dare? If not, just leave!"
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio’s gaze was icy, he summoned a Treasure Pearl formed by the Power of Thought, and fiercely pushed it down, instantly crushing Hong Wulian and the palace beneath into mash and ruins.
"I moved."
The Pavilion Master of Fubao Studio said coldly.
After speaking, he sighed longingly, feeling this enmity arose inexplicably.
Though the Cold Blood old demon is not easy to deal with, having killed his grandson today, the latter will surely seek revenge.
For the moment, he no longer cared to look for Han Cai’Er, only thinking of relocating his family promptly...
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At this time, in a Cave Mansion on a deserted island far from the Cold Blood Demon Sect.
Song Yan perceived everything happening in the distance, nodded slightly, and thought to himself, ’This cause and effect is completely over, and what happens next has nothing to do with me.’
As for Han Cai’Er, she was currently crouched in the Cave Mansion, writing furiously.
It was a letter.
The letter was weighed down with a token, and it was addressed to an alchemy cultivator called the Black Lotus Elder.
The Black Lotus Elder possesses the "Four-Petaled Black Lotus Fire," and this... is a special fire necessary for crafting the Heaven-Damaging Pill.