A Lin Sister Falls From the Sky!

"Young Master, wait."

Yao Qingyin watched Ye Jing's retreating figure, a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, but in the end, she called out to him.

"Miss, is there something else?"

Yao Qingyin pulled an Ancient Jade from her bosom and placed it in Ye Jing's hand. "Young Master, this journey of mine is a matter of life and death. The Demon Sect will surely not let me go."

"This Ancient Jade is tied to a great opportunity. My ancestor once entered that Secret Realm and forged his earth-shaking Art of Pill Dao."

"I beg you to keep this Ancient Jade for me, Young Master. I will be eternally grateful."

Ye Jing shot her a surprised look. After a long pause, he tested the waters: "Miss, you wouldn't happen to be surnamed Yao? That ancestor of yours—the number one Pill Dao master in Dali for a thousand years—Yao Xingchen?"

Yao Xingchen's deeds had spread across all of Dali; even a three-year-old knew his legendary tales. Yao Qingyin wasn't surprised Ye Jing guessed her identity.

"You're sharp, Young Master. Yao Xingchen is indeed my ancestor."

Hearing her confirmation, Ye Jing's heart stirred.

Earlier, when he had comprehended the Pill King's Precious Mirror, he had witnessed everything within that Secret Realm firsthand and knew it intimately.

Inside that Secret Realm, Millennium Ancient Herbs were everywhere, Ten-Thousand-Year Medicine Kings weren't rare, and even a few legendary Immortal Herbs grew there.

With his mastery of the Art of Pill Dao, if he could obtain those ancient herbs from the Secret Realm and refine them into powerful pills, his strength would take a massive leap.

"Miss Yao, such a great opportunity—and you trust me this much? Aren't you afraid I'll take it all for myself?"

Ye Jing looked at Yao Qingyin with surprise, not expecting her to have such boldness.

Yao Qingyin smiled and nodded, explaining, "Young Master, you jest. You're a kind-hearted person. With your cultivation, you could have abandoned me and left on your own."

"Besides, even if you have this Ancient Jade, if you don't know where the Secret Realm is, what use is the key to open it?"

He hadn't expected it—this girl, with her pure, charming looks like a naive sweetheart, had kept a card up her sleeve.

Ye Jing weighed the matter in his mind and ultimately couldn't resist the temptation.

This woman didn't know his identity or where he lived. The original owner had no presence in the Imperial Capital anyway.

Though he had seen his own face, from the original owner's memories, Ye Jing knew that probing a person's soul and memories was a divine feat only the God of Heaven and Earth could accomplish.

With such an opportunity before him, a negligible risk was well worth the gamble.

"Rest assured, Miss. If a Heaven and Earth Cataclysm descends, we'll meet at this rundown Mountain God Temple."

With that, Ye Jing turned and left.

"Young Master, why are you back so late today?"

In a three-courtyard residence, Qiuyue had long finished cooking. She sat with her head drooped, her gaze fixed on the door.

Only when she saw Ye Jing's figure did a hint of joy appear in her eyes.

"Nothing. I got held up by some matters on the road."

Ye Jing didn't explain much. He handed the herbs in his hand to Qiuyue and quickly changed the subject.

"Qiuyue, have you boiled the bathwater? Go heat some up. I need to wash up."

Taking the herbs from Ye Jing, Qiuyue looked at him suspiciously. "Young Master, you smell strange! Why is there a fragrance on you?"

"You're imagining it. Definitely imagining it. I'm covered in sweat and stink. How could there be any fragrance?"

"Qiuyue, I know in your heart I'm perfect, but you don't have to flatter me like that! I do have a few flaws. Even when I relieve myself, what comes out stinks too."

"Nonsense. In my heart, you're just a stinky Young Master."

Qiuyue had been picked up by the original owner's mother and had grown up with him since childhood. Though they were master and servant in name, it was only a front for outsiders.

In their daily interactions, there were no strict rules, so Qiuyue held no fear of Ye Jing.

After a bit of banter, Qiuyue's doubts faded. She took the herbs and went to boil bathwater for Ye Jing.

After dinner, Ye Jing returned to his room.

The room was sparsely furnished: a bed, a wooden tub, a table, a few chairs, and a bookshelf—nothing else.

Qiuyue had already poured the heated bathwater into the wooden tub.

Ye Jing picked up the herbs from the table, refined his Innate Fire, and liquefied the whole herbs one by one.

Having fully grasped all the secrets of the Pill King's Precious Mirror, Ye Jing's mastery of the Art of Pill Dao was unmatched across all of Dali.

Foundation Building Liquid was merely a second-grade pill. For someone now a Pill Dao master like Ye Jing, it was child's play.

Three incense sticks later, a bottle of Top-grade Foundation Building Liquid was ready.

He poured the Top-grade Foundation Building Liquid into the wooden tub. The clear bathwater instantly turned emerald green. Ye Jing stripped off his clothes and stepped into the tub.

"Sizzle!!!"

A piercing pain shot from Ye Jing's chest, spreading rapidly to his limbs.

His eyes reddened, veins bulging on his neck. It felt like countless ants were gnawing at his body.

Enduring the agony, Ye Jing knew this was the Top-grade Foundation Building Liquid reshaping his flesh.

He immediately mobilized the true qi within his body, absorbing the medicinal power of the Top-grade Foundation Building Liquid as quickly as possible.

As Ye Jing sank into a cultivation state, the pain in his body gradually faded, but he could deeply feel his physical strength growing ever stronger.

While Ye Jing was lost in his cultivation, the outside world was undergoing earth-shattering changes.

Vermillion Bird Street, Medicine Manor.

"This Yao Xingchen truly deserves to be compared to Long Zhan and the Devil Master from a thousand years ago. Even though this formation has been around for a millennium, it still possesses such terrifying power."

A trace of lingering fear flickered in Yue Ji's eyes. She was already half a step into the Peak of Humanity, yet within this formation, she had faced life-and-death crises several times.

If not for her formidable cultivation, she might not have made it out of this formation safely.

"Alright, Yue Ji, hurry up and take the Pine Crane Pill, then grab the Ancient Jade and scroll from that girl. Let's go report back to the Guardian."

The Banner Chief in black robes, who had also narrowly escaped death, urged Yue Ji to move quickly. Even a great demon of the mortal realm like him, steeped in sin, didn't want to linger in this place any longer.

The storage location of the Pine Crane Pill was something Yue Ji and her group had already known before their operation.

Without any setbacks, Yue Ji and her team found the Pine Crane Pill.

Just as they tucked the Pine Crane Pill into their robes and prepared to leave, a disciple of the Devil Sect rushed in through the door to report.

"Bad news, Banner Chief! That girl from the Ancient Manor has... escaped."

"What did you say? That girl escaped!"

Hearing the news of Yao Qingyin's escape, Yue Ji's face changed drastically, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes. She stood frozen on the spot, unsure of how to respond.