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A single word woke the dreamer.
Before Zuo Dao's voice faded, countless murderous intentions in the Steward Hall pointed toward him like arrows aimed at a target.
Tai Shu Reincarnation spoke in a chilling tone.
"What are you? Say it again."
It was clear that if Zuo Dao did not provide a satisfactory answer, blood would spill on the floor.
Tai Shu Yun stood dumbfounded to the side, her face flushed, her mind a chaotic mess.
"Does Zuo Shidi have feelings for me? Zuo Dao likes me? But he shouldn't say that in front of so many people! Oh no, this is terrible; Grandpa is here too. It's over, it's over."
She could no longer discern the situation around her.
"Uh." The moment Zuo Dao spoke, he realized he had made a mistake.
In the entire Steward Hall, the disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain had eyes gleaming with envy as they looked at Zuo Dao, as if he were a mortal enemy.
Damn it, you were recommended by the Demon Princess, and that was already enough. Now you dare to come to Spirit Sword Mountain's headquarters and try to take our princess away? Even if we are not worthy of her, it’s not your place as an outsider to interfere. You can kill an uncle but not aunts. The sword energy radiating from him was undeniably real.
Even the Lu Family stepped aside, their gazes toward Zuo Dao turning hostile.
"What the hell is going on?" Zuo Dao lamented inwardly.
At that moment, he suddenly missed Innocent immensely. If only that guy were here! He could bring the dead back to life; surely this situation would be resolved in no time.
"Heh heh heh." Zuo Dao chuckled awkwardly. "You all misunderstood; I just wanted to bring her over to help me with Alchemy. I still need someone to assist me with my Alchemy!"
"What! Damn it, Zuo Dao!" A sharp, piercing voice rang out, accompanied by a wave of killing intent that was several times stronger than before.
Zuo Dao couldn't help but shiver. He felt like crying but had no tears; he had misspoken again.
At this moment, Tai Shu Reincarnation actually started to laugh.
"Alright, alright, Yun'er. Zuo Dao didn't mean it. Since he needs someone to assist with Alchemy, you should go help him. And take the opportunity to learn something."
He remembered that Sword Master had mentioned this child was capable of refining Life Essence Herb. Although he didn't know how Sword Master knew, surely Sword Master wouldn't lie to him, would he?
Tai Shu Yun's face was filled with anger as she shot two fierce glances at Zuo Dao, who could only respond with a bitter smile.
"Innocent, where are you!" This might have been Zuo Dao's most sincere call ever.
The matters at the Steward Hall had come to an end, but Zuo Dao was still in deep trouble.
He gazed at the slender figure ahead, watching the two thick black braids sway back and forth. Zuo Dao could only silently accept it in his heart.
Tai Shu Yun walked ahead with a serious expression, her face stern as her anger grew.
A dignified "Demon Princess," renowned throughout the Earth Altar Star Domain and hailed as a genius of the Dan Realm, was reduced to merely being an assistant in Zuo Dao's words.
What infuriated her most was that this guy spoke without thinking—words like "I want her" and "assist" just rolled off his tongue. She felt utterly humiliated; she was supposed to be assisting him while stomping her feet in frustration. The sight made Zuo Dao's heart race with fear. He truly worried that if he wasn't careful, the charming lady in front of him might turn around and flash that alluring waist.
"Alright, Sister Yun, don't be angry. I really didn't mean it!" Zuo Dao felt it necessary to calm the furious lady before him; after all, he would need her help with Alchemy later. He sighed helplessly.
"At most, I'll give you a gift later."
"Really?" Upon hearing this, Tai Shu Yun felt a stir in her heart and turned to ask.
Zuo Dao quickly stopped in his tracks.
"Really."
"Then teach me how to refine the Life Essence Herb."
Zuo Dao found it strange; from the very beginning, he had known that Tai Shu Yun was fixated on his Life Essence Herb. But did she really need it so badly?
"Are you sure you want me to teach you the method for refining the Life Essence Herb?" Zuo Dao asked with a tempting tone.
Tai Shu Yun glanced at him and replied with certainty, "I know you have something better, but I only want the Life Essence Herb. Will you teach me?"
"I will teach you, but why are you so set on the Life Essence Herb? Also, when I first met you, you were looking for Spirit Grass, weren't you?"
"Yes." Tai Shu Yun hesitated for a moment before confessing, "Actually, the Life Essence Herb is for my grandfather."
She didn't know why she felt a sense of trust and reliance on this young man. So, this significant secret regarding Spirit Sword Mountain slipped out just like that.
Zuo Dao stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"When I saw him, I sensed that his vitality was waning and his spirit was unstable. I thought he was nearing his end, but it turns out he was just injured."
"Zuo Dao, please don't tell anyone about this," Tai Shu Yun said, feeling a bit regretful after her words left her mouth.
"Do you think I’m that unreliable?" Zuo Dao waved his hand casually. "Anyone who needs the Life Essence Herb isn't seriously injured."
"You..." Tai Shu Yun's brows shot up, ready to explode.
"Alright, I get it. I'll have your grandfather come by later. His injury would only waste this Spirit Grass. If you can find the Sword Leaf, I’ll teach you how to refine the Sword Spirit Pill."
"What? The Sword Spirit Pill!?" Tai Shu Yun suddenly felt short of breath.
The Sword Spirit Pill—a ninth-tier elixir—had only one purpose: to enhance the quality of a Sword Cultivator's sword energy.
As the sole means of attack for a Sword Cultivator, the quality of sword energy directly affected their combat power. The higher the quality, the greater the power. Every Sword Cultivator continuously refined their sword energy during cultivation; the purer the energy, the higher its quality. However, this refining process was long and tedious.
Many Sword Cultivators had already given up on refining their sword energy. Even so, their attack power remained among the top in their tier compared to other Cultivators. The most significant aspect was that while the Sword Spirit Pill was merely a ninth-tier elixir, its effects on a Sword Cultivator surpassed even tenth-tier elixirs and celestial pills.
The knowledge of the Sword Spirit Pill had long faded into obscurity over time. If it weren't for Tai Shu Yun's passion for Alchemy and her background from Spirit Sword Mountain, she wouldn't even know of its existence. Moreover, that ancient text only briefly mentioned it when categorizing elixirs; it was its immense utility for Sword Cultivators that left a deep impression on her.
"Zuo Dao, you really know how to refine the Sword Spirit Pill." Tai Shu Yun rushed to Zuo Dao's side, clinging to his arm, oblivious to how her rounded figure pressed against him.
"Modesty, modesty. You should always maintain a lady-like image," Zuo Dao discreetly pulled his arm away. At that moment, Tai Shu Yun realized what she was doing; her face turned as red as an apple, making Zuo Dao want to take a bite.
"Lady-like my foot! I'm your sister, you know? Now bring out any other good stuff you have; I’m ready for it. You're just a Monster," Tai Shu Yun felt a mysterious aura emanating from the boy before her. Fine, she wouldn’t bicker with a non-human being.
"Is your ambition too high?" Zuo Dao seized the opportunity to tease her. "I was going to give you a gift, but I didn’t expect you’d ask for this."
"Fine then, gifts aside; teach me about the Life Essence Herb and the Sword Spirit Pill too," Sister Yun declared without a shred of shame.
"Don't worry; they were meant for you anyway. Besides, others can't get them," Zuo Dao smiled at Tai Shu Yun. The lively and beautiful girl was truly delightful to behold; he seemed to catch a glimpse of something pale during that earlier embrace. With that thought in mind, two vibrant drops slid from his lips.
"Ah, Zuo Dao, what's wrong with you?" Tai Shu Yun was staring at Zuo Dao when she suddenly noticed blood streaming from his nose. Shocked, she instinctively reached out to help him wipe it away. But then she saw Zuo Dao pull out a jade vial and fill it completely with the blood.
"You... that's disgusting!" Tai Shu Yun crossed her arms and took a few steps back, her face twisted in disgust.
"What do you know? Everything on me is a rare treasure. Want some?" Zuo Dao offered the jade vial to her.
"Get away from me, you pervert!" Tai Shu Yun exclaimed, horrified, and fled in panic. She had seen perverts before, but nothing like this.
"Senior Sister, don't run! You still need to take me to where I'm staying!" Zuo Dao quickly realized and hurried after her. Thus, a peculiar scene unfolded on Spirit Sword Mountain.
In front was the "Demon Princess" of Spirit Sword Mountain fleeing in a panic, while behind her was Zuo Dao relentlessly pursuing. The disciples witnessing this scene could only grit their teeth in frustration, cursing Zuo Dao under their breath.
Although Tai Shu Yun was running away, she did not forget her mission. Before long, she arrived at the entrance of a cave.
The cave was located near the top of Spirit Sword Mountain and was considered one of the best among the disciples. Standing at the entrance to his future home, Zuo Dao couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.
"Not bad, the sword aura here is dense and pure. Finally, I can calm down and focus on my cultivation."
"You can cultivate?" Tai Shu Yun shot him a disdainful glance.
"Come on in for a bit; I have something to discuss with you," Zuo Dao said without any sense of self-awareness.
"This..." Tai Shu Yun hesitated. Aside from her family’s cave, she had never been to another man’s cave before.
"What are you thinking about? I won't eat you. It's better to talk inside; there are too many prying eyes outside," he said as he took her hand and led her into the cave. The disciples outside who were spying felt their teeth grind in anger as they cursed Zuo Dao for being worse than a beast.
Tai Shu Yun initially struggled slightly but soon gave up and followed Zuo Dao inside. This left many disciples heartbroken. Such a good opportunity was squandered just like that—what a tragedy! Countless voices of despair echoed through the mountain, startling even more disciples.
The furnishings in the cave were simple yet practical: a bed, a table, and several stools. If even a Cave looked like this, one could only imagine how austere the life of a Sword Cultivator must be. Apart from the sword, there was nothing else—this was the essence of a Sword Cultivator.
Tai Shu Yun shook off Zuo Dao's tight grip.
"Alright, is there anything we can discuss now?"
After surveying the surroundings, Zuo Dao finally spoke up.
"The gift I want to give you requires your cooperation. Before that, you might want to discuss it with your elders and consider whether to accept it."
Zuo Dao's tone was formal and serious.
"This is a type of Dan Fire, fundamentally different from other Dan Fires. This particular Dan Fire already exists within you."
"Dan Fire? I already have one; every Alchemist at the Golden Core Stage condenses their own Dan Fire!” Tai Shu Yun was somewhat confused. How could Zuo Dao, who understood Alchemy, not know that every Alchemist at the Golden Core Stage would condense their own Alchemy fire?
Zuo Dao smiled slightly.
"Because this Dan Fire is unique. It has a rather extraordinary name—Supreme Dao Lotus!”
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