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From that day on, I became a tool for siphoning spiritual energy and relieving desires within the entire Serpent Clan. The Lingqi Pavilion of the Serpent Clan was filled with revelry every night, and indeed, most members of the clan experienced rapid advancements in their cultivation. Some even grew dragon horns.
However, there was a rule at the Lingqi Pavilion: only those of high cultivation could enter. Those of average skill in the Serpent Clan were deemed unworthy to come to the Lingqi Pavilion. Each time they visited, they would cast the Harmony Spell on me, while my spiritual energy was sealed by the Binding Spirit Lock, leaving me utterly powerless to resist. I could only accompany those of higher cultivation in their Dual Cultivation sessions again and again. As my clansmen said, I possessed innate spiritual bones; just one session with me could elevate their cultivation by a level.
As my body grew weaker, I found myself sleeping more and more. In my dreams, I often experienced waves of intense pain, as if my body were about to burst. The Clan Leader visited multiple times to observe my condition.
"Are you feeling unwell?" the Clan Leader asked with concern.
I waved my hand weakly, too exhausted to respond to him. Seeing that I did not answer, the Clan Leader pinched my mouth and forced a bowl of medicinal soup down my throat.
Strangely enough, after drinking the medicine, the pain vanished. In its place came a wave of dizziness, and soon I lost consciousness. When I awoke, I felt completely at ease, though it seemed I had acquired some bruises on my body.
I asked the Clan Leader for the reason, but he only said that after drinking the medicinal soup, he was in unbearable pain, which was why he tied me up.
Though I found it suspicious, I had no evidence and could only let it go.
As days passed, I unexpectedly produced a Dragon Pearl. The strangest part was that after producing the Dragon Pearl, my skin became fair and delicate. My body also became more supple. Even my breath carried a special fragrance that could easily intoxicate anyone who inhaled it, making it even more beneficial for Dual Cultivation.
The people in the clan were amazed, believing that I had become more valuable.
One day, an elderly man with white hair arrived. As soon as he saw me, he smiled and said, “Oh, so this is Su Wan? Truly a beauty.”
I did not respond.
“I am Changfeng, an old acquaintance of your Clan Leader,” the old man continued with a smile.
I still remained silent; their affairs had nothing to do with me.
The old man scrutinized me for a moment before speaking again: “It was I who harmed you.”
“Years ago, it was I who informed your Clan Leader about the forbidden techniques of Dual Cultivation with the Dragon Clan. I never expected he would turn against you.”
“Child, I’m sorry.”
Upon hearing this, I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sorry?”
“Does saying sorry make any difference?”
The old man sighed and shook his head: “Child, remember this: you cannot trust anyone in the village.”
“Especially the Clan Leader; he is not a good person.”
I was taken aback for a moment and then looked at the old man: “Why are you telling me this?”
The old man smiled: “Because I cannot bear to watch them ruin you.”
“Child, in a few days it will be the night of the full moon, right?”
The old man leaned closer to my ear and whispered, "Child, on the night of the full moon, slip out quietly."
"Leave a strand of your hair near the Thousand Serpents' Lair."
"Why?" I instinctively asked.
But before I could get an answer, he suddenly exploded.
Blood spewed from his mouth as he stared at me with wide eyes.
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