One Hundred Ways to Make a Man Take the Initiative

Although autumn had already arrived outside, bringing with it a sense of bleakness and desolation, the Red Dust Pure Land was filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers, lush green grass, and clusters of delicate pink peach blossoms drifting down in a riot of color, landing on Qingyu Daoist's head.

Qingyu Daoist's cold, exquisitely beautiful face was somewhat gloomy as she let the peach blossom petals fall onto her head.

She gazed wistfully at the Pure Heart Saintess's cave dwelling not far away, feeling a sense of being abandoned.

There were three people inside the cave dwelling: one was the Hongchen Ancestor lying on the bed, another was her own disciple, and the third person, no matter how she thought about it, should have been her! Why had that person been replaced by Jiang Li! Qingyu Daoist hung her head in dejection. There was no helping it—she wasn't a descendant of the Hongchen Ancestor. She had only been brought back to the mountain by the previous Sect Leader when she was a maiden of sixteen, and she had no resistance to the Hongchen Ancestor's charm.

She hadn't believed it at first and had gone to see the Hongchen Ancestor's sleeping immortal visage with reverence.

Soon, that reverence had turned into possessiveness, and then she had been escorted out by the Pure Heart Saintess and Jiang Li working together.

Though the methods had been a bit rough.

Damn it, why was Jiang Li fine, while she, the Sect Leader, was treated like an outsider!

Inside the cave dwelling, whether because of the change in environment or because the time had simply come, the Red Dust Fairy slowly awakened.

She opened her eyes, her black-and-white pupils gazing at the two people before her.

The moment she opened her eyes, Jiang Li felt as if the entire cave dwelling was glowing, making him momentarily dazed.

The Red Dust Fairy looked dazed and confused, asking softly, "Who are you? Where's that fool who only giggled before?"

"36th Generation Descendant, Pure Heart, pays respects to the Ancestor." The Pure Heart Saintess performed a grand salute to the Red Dust Fairy.

"72nd Human Emperor pays respects to the Red Dust Fairy."

"You are my descendant? Who am I? And what is a Human Emperor?" The Red Dust Fairy's gaze was hazy, puzzled by the Pure Heart Saintess and Jiang Li's actions.

The Pure Heart Saintess asked, "May I ask how many past events and old acquaintances the Ancestor still remembers?"

The Red Dust Fairy looked completely blank: "I only remember waking up from a giant crystal, and there seemed to be something outside the crystal binding me..."

"After I broke free, I walked down the mountain, heading east the whole way, passing through two small towns, and arriving at a forest. The further I walked, the sleepier I got, and finally I found a big tree and lay down to sleep..."

"When I woke up, I found myself in a golden house, with a man staring at me foolishly. I asked him questions, but he wouldn't answer, just giggled stupidly. I found it boring, so I went back to sleep..."

"This happened several times, and then you appeared before me."

The Red Dust Fairy seemed unaccustomed to speaking too much at once, pausing several times in the middle.

"Do you still remember anything about the Immortal World? Or perhaps your descent to the mortal world?"

The Red Dust Fairy gently shook her head.

The Pure Heart Saintess and Jiang Li exchanged a glance. The Red Dust Fairy had lost her memory after resurrection, or rather, her reincarnated body did not retain her previous memories.

Jiang Li frowned slightly, feeling that there was something wrong with the Red Dust Fairy's words.

He used his spiritual power to construct a three-dimensional map of the Red Dust Pure Land and showed it to the Red Dust Fairy: "This is where the Fairy woke up. After that, you walked in this direction, correct?"

The Red Dust Fairy nodded.

"Then you passed through these two small towns and finally arrived at the forest?"

The Red Dust Fairy nodded.

"You walked there during the day?"

The Red Dust Fairy nodded.

The two chatted with the Red Dust Fairy a while longer, telling her some things about her past learned from ancient texts, and some about the current state of the Nine Provinces. Seeing that she wanted to sleep again, they settled her in and left the cave dwelling.

"What's the problem?"

"I'm not sure exactly what the problem is, but there definitely is one." Jiang Li frowned slightly as he spoke.

"Ever since I took the keys to your treasure vault, you couldn't even scrape together the money to buy spirit grain, and you had to go down the mountain to figure out how to earn spirit stones. Although I returned the keys out of consideration for you, you still learned your lesson and brought some mortals over from the Meng Jiang Dynasty to settle here, right?"

Everyone in the Nine Provinces could cultivate. The term "mortals" in the Nine Provinces referred to cultivators who spent their entire lives stuck at the Qi Refining Early Stage.

The Pure Heart Saintess blushed slightly when she heard the phrase "out of consideration for you, I returned the keys," but she still nodded.

"These mortals built towns, planted spirit grain, and handed it over to us every year."

"The problem lies here. The Red Dust Fairy passed through two small towns in broad daylight, walking the whole way. With her appearance, how could the people in those towns not have noticed? But you received no such news, and your own Ancestor was lost for three years without anyone knowing!"

By the time Jiang Li was halfway through, the Pure Heart Saintess had already caught on.

Right. The Ancestor's tomb was in a remote location, so no one seeing her walk down the mountain was reasonable. But passing through bustling towns in broad daylight without being seen was inexcusable.

"That shouldn't be. Each town has a Golden Core Stage junior sister stationed there, and the spirit grain those two towns provide every year is of excellent quality. How could they have a problem?"

Jiang Li shot the Pure Heart Saintess a glance, somewhat disdainful of her intelligence: "When you find a problem, you should go solve it, not deny it first."

With that, he transformed into a streak of light and flew toward those two towns.

The Pure Heart Saintess stomped her foot in anger, took a book out of her storage ring, and threw it hard on the ground.

So much for men liking silly girls. Useless book. Her master had sworn it was especially effective, claiming it was a bestseller across the Nine Provinces.

The cover of the book thrown on the ground read: "One Hundred Ways to Make a Man Take the Initiative"—by Lust Teacher.

The Pure Heart Saintess also transformed into a streak of light and followed behind Jiang Li.

After the Pure Heart Saintess had been gone for a while, Qingyu Daoist saw the book thrown on the ground, sighed softly, and picked it up.

After all, she had written it herself.

Two small towns were built along the river, so the town upstream was called Upper River Town, and the town downstream was called Lower River Town—simple, straightforward names.

Unlike Green City. Jiang Li had spent five hundred years and still couldn't figure out where exactly the "green" in Green City came from.

The town was prosperous, a scene of thriving vitality. Mortals lived and worked in peace, untroubled by their inability to cultivate to higher realms, and unashamed of spending their lives serving a group of fairies.

The residents of Upper River Town were all busy with their own affairs. Vendors hawked their wares on the streets, boasting extravagantly about their handmade goods. Shop assistants warmly welcomed customers. In the back kitchens, fierce flames cooked up delicious dishes. Families of several generations sat around tables eating together, and others prepared for the autumn harvest.

Everything seemed so normal, no different from any other mortal town.

But in the eyes of Jiang Li and the Pure Heart Saintess, it was deeply unsettling. The Pure Heart Saintess even felt a chill run down her spine as she shuddered.

They could not see a single trace of life here!

Whether it was the vendors, the shop assistants, or the cooks—they were all dead people!

The entire Upper River Town was a city of the dead!

Not a single living person!