Lying Low

Yue Qianchou jolted, immediately withdrawing his Divine Sense. He took a deep breath, forcefully dispelling the lingering thoughts in his mind. Once his emotions calmed, he shook his head inwardly. There is a kind of woman, a confidante, who resides in the heart. In their company, there is neither worry nor sorrow, only relaxation and peace of mind. She is a pure land in a man's heart, inviolable. Bai Suzhen was his confidante. He believed that if he wanted her body, she wouldn't refuse. Peeping could be used on any woman, but not on her.

More than two hours later, the female disciple who had been instructed to prepare the bathing water suddenly rushed in, her expression excited, "Elder Fei, Senior Sister Furong... she... you must go and see her quickly!"

"Understood!" Fei Denan waved his hand, then turned back and glared fiercely at Yue Qianchou before striding out. His meaning seemed to be, "If anything happens to my daughter, you'll see." Judging from the female disciple's expression, Yue Qianchou guessed it was good news, otherwise she wouldn't have been so agitated, so he followed her.

The two arrived at a side room one after the other. As soon as they entered, Fei Denan abruptly stopped in his tracks. Yue Qianchou had appeared behind him, also froze in place. A woman sat dazedly before a bronze mirror, her hands constantly stroking her face. Seeing someone enter, she slowly turned her head, revealing her stunningly beautiful appearance.

"Holy crap! This beauty is Furong? "Yue Qianchou's eyes widened. The beauty in front of him covered her face, and her figure was indeed Furong's, but her face was completely different, a world apart from before. Fei Denan trembled all over, tears streaming down his face, and nodded, "She looks like, like, like your mother."

Yue Qianchou looked at him suspiciously. No wonder you cheated on your wife with someone else; it turns out your mistress is prettier than your wife.

"Yue Qianchou!" Furong stood up and called out shyly.

Yue Qianchou scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, "Senior Sister's true appearance is so beautiful! Heh! I really didn't expect that." He felt genuinely embarrassed thinking about how he had called her an ugly monster in the Sang Cao Garden before.

Furong immediately lowered her head shyly. A female disciple beside her said, "Elder, let me help Senior Sister comb her hair." Fei Denan wiped away his tears with a heart full of relief and laughed, "Alright, let's go out." He then pulled Yue Qianchou out as well.

As soon as the two came out and returned to their original room, Fei Denan suddenly turned around, staring intently at Yue Qianchou. The smile on his face had vanished, and after a long while, he finally spoke, "How many pills did you refine in this batch?"

Yue Qianchou sneered inwardly. It seemed that his daughter's face had been healed and she was now free from worries, so she wanted to turn against him. He said without changing his expression, "Originally, each batch was supposed to refine ten pills, but nine of them were ruined after being fired. Fortunately, one pill was successfully made, otherwise, Senior Sister's face..." He shook his head as he spoke.

Nine out of ten pills were wasted? Fei Denan raised an eyebrow, not showing any disbelief, and turned to the side leisurely, saying, "The herbs inside are probably not ordinary spiritual herbs! Otherwise, they certainly wouldn't have such a miraculous effect."

"Yes! I believe Senior Sister's face will stay young forever," Yue Qianchou replied casually.

Fei Denan turned back, moved, and asked, "What kind of magical herb is it? It can actually keep you young forever?"

"If Ghost General is not mistaken, I believe that not only can one remain forever young, but one will also be immune to all poisons from now on." Yue Qianchou stared at him and slowly said, "Ghost General said that the spiritual herb is called 'Youtan Poluo Flower.' I wonder if Elder Fei has heard of it?"

Fei Denan was startled, his eyes flashing with a sharp light. It took him a long time to recover before he sighed and said, "Be nice to Furong. If there's anything I can do to help in the future, just let me know."

"Hmph! If you know about the Youtan Poluo Flower, you should know it can't be cultivated. Your daughter has already used it, and you still want to manipulate me? You should know better than me the consequences of using such heavenly materials and earthly treasures without permission. You old fool, you have to repay favors!" Yue Qianchou nodded calmly and said, "I understand, I'll go back now."

After the Demon Ghost Domain incident, Fu Xian Island gradually returned to normal. In the Alchemy Pavilion, Yue Qianchou was undoubtedly the most carefree. Without Yan Shu's constraints, he was increasingly unsupervised. Coupled with his reputation and being Guan Wei Wu's personal disciple, the Alchemy Pavilion indulged him, assigning him no tasks. He maintained a low profile, preferring to work alone, always wearing a smile, never arguing or conflicting with anyone, and often being very generous.

As for the disciples of other branches, he almost never interacted with them. Apart from Cheng Gengqing, a disciple from the Mundane Affairs Hall, who would frequently visit him, there was also Gu Qingyun from the Cultivation Pavilion. In short, Yue Qianchou had completely entered a period of seclusion.

Behind the scenes, unseen by others, he was incredibly busy. First, he spent several months building a magnificent palace atop the highest mountain in Utopia. After that, besides focusing on his cultivation, he spent time training troops with Guan Yu. During this process, there were bound to be some who refused to be disciplined, but Bai Suzhen immediately reduced them to ashes with swift and decisive methods. It must be said that sometimes, making an example of someone can be very effective.

Meanwhile, Yue Qianchou continuously conducted political and ideological education for these people, coupled with generous rewards of Spirit Stone and elixirs, gradually stabilizing the morale of the troops. Of course, some necessary measures were also unavoidable. As for regular training, he rarely interfered, but often spent time reforming Guan Yu's mindset, giving him individual lessons. His requirement for Guan Yu was that this small army should be highly skilled, combining various effective methods of killing the enemy, such as assassination, infiltration, and surprise attacks, and ensuring that when they did act, they would be victorious.

Guan Yu's enthusiasm for these matters was unexpected; he threw himself into them wholeheartedly. Celestial Person was particularly amazed by Yue Qianchou's explanations of various special operations methods and training techniques, and the advanced ideas and concepts were things he had never even considered. At the same time Yue Qianchou gave Guan Yu a piece of advice. "A cowardly soldier is a cowardly individual, but a cowardly general leads to a cowardly army."

After the troops' training got on track, Yue Qianchou, besides frequently identifying problems and offering suggestions during training, began to spend a lot of time on Chen Feng, personally teaching him alchemy and studying weapon crafting and talisman making together. The weapon crafting Method Formula and materials were all bought from outside by Cheng Gengqing, who, of course, paid a hefty fee for the service. Cheng Gengqing was Cheng Gengqing to do such a good thing; it was on the way anyway, and as long as neither of them mentioned it, everyone benefited.

Before long, it was time to distribute Foundation Establishment Pill on Fu Xian Island again. Yue Qianchou focused some of his attention on Ling Feng and the other two, and as expected, they all failed. Naturally, their fate was expulsion from Fu Xian Island.

Yue Qianchou sat on a stone bench, surveying the three dejected figures before him. Behind him stood a stunningly beautiful woman, gently massaging his back. This woman was none other than Furong. Since the scars on her face had healed, Furong had finally mustered the courage to venture out into the world. However, her travels were always confined to two points: Myriad Fragrance Garden and Yue Qianchou's residence. She never went anywhere else. In her eyes, Yue Qianchou was the only person she could truly trust.

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