Golden Dragon Locking Jade Pillar

Looking at Wencai and Ren Tingting walking toward him, Qiusheng revealed a faint smile.

"Wencai, Tingting, don't worry, what could possibly happen to me?"

"I'm just saying, good people don't live long while scourges live for a hundred years. How could a big villain like Qiusheng get into trouble so easily?"

"Pah, pah, pah! Brother Wencai, you're the big villain!"

Seeing Wencai spouting nonsense the moment he opened his mouth, Ren Tingting immediately pouted unhappily and snapped at him.

Wencai, having been snapped at, merely rubbed his head and did not retort.

There was no helping it; to Wencai, being scolded by such a beautiful young girl was a bargain in itself.

And so, the group noisily entered the Public Mortuary.

"Uncle Nine, if there's nothing else, I'll take my brothers and head back now."

As soon as they entered the Public Mortuary, Ren Wei said to Uncle Nine.

"Mm, the sky is almost dark. If you need to go back, you should leave quickly."

Following Uncle Nine's instruction, Ren Wei took his men and departed.

"Uncle Nine, the food is already prepared. I'll go heat it up, and then we can have dinner."

Watching her cousin walk away, Ren Tingting said to Uncle Nine.

"Mm, then I'll have to trouble you, Tingting."

While they were speaking, Ren Tingting went off to busy herself in the kitchen.

Suddenly, only the three master and disciples remained in the main hall of the Public Mortuary.

"Qiusheng, can you tell me what exactly is going on with this Mystic Dao Seal?"

Seeing that there were no outsiders present, Uncle Nine immediately took the Mystic Dao Seal from his robes and asked, staring intently at Qiusheng.

In response, Qiusheng's expression remained unchanged; he simply extended his right hand and placed it before his master.

"Please, Master, check my body and see if there is any difference compared to before."

Seeing Qiusheng evade the question, Uncle Nine frowned slightly, but he was not in a hurry and simply placed his hand on Qiusheng's pulse.

"Hiss!"

The moment he checked Qiusheng's pulse, Uncle Nine gasped.

With a look of shock and suspicion, he looked at his disciple and said in a heavy tone.

"What is going on here?"

He had already suspected Qiusheng's constitution earlier, but suspicion was just suspicion. Now that it was confirmed, a massive storm was stirred up in his heart.

"Heh, Master, I don't know either."

"It was just this morning when I returned to Ren Mansion, I was fiddling with this Mystic Dao Seal."

"Suddenly, a yellow ray of light shot out from the seal and into my brow, and I fainted."

"When I opened my eyes, my body had already become like this."

Listening to Qiusheng's explanation, Uncle Nine's signature brows furrowed slightly, though it was unclear what he was pondering.

He then sighed and casually tossed the Mystic Dao Seal back to Qiusheng.

"Very well. Since this object is so fated with you, you shall be the one to wield it."

"Remember, it is, after all, the supreme treasure of our Maoshan sect. I hope you can restore it to its former power soon."

Although Uncle Nine knew that Qiusheng likely hadn't told him the whole truth, he did not want to pressure him too much, so he said nothing more.

Thus, Qiusheng took the Mystic Dao Seal and prepared to return the Jingzhen Sword to his master.

However, Uncle Nine waved his hand and spoke directly.

"This sword is extremely powerful; keep it for self-defense for now."

"After things here are settled and you and Wencai have escorted your martial uncle back, go to Longhu Mountain yourself and return this sword to the new Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain."

"Yes, Master, this disciple understands."

Hearing his master's instructions, Qiusheng naturally agreed without objection.

Just then, Ren Tingting brought the hot dishes to the table. Uncle Nine ordered Wencai to invite Taoist Four Eyes, who was still recovering from his injuries in the guest room, and the group enjoyed a cheerful dinner together.

After the meal, Ren Tingting cleaned up the mess as usual.

During this time, Wencai tried to help, but Qiusheng brushed him off by claiming he needed to focus on his cultivation.

As for himself, he helped Ren Tingting with everything she did.

Once everything was finished, Qiusheng looked at the bright, clear moon hanging in the sky and decided to take Ren Tingting to the roof to admire it.

Tingting, naturally, did not refuse.

Holding Ren Tingting's warm, soft body, the two leaped onto the roof of the Public Mortuary. Looking at the moon in the sky, Qiusheng unconsciously fell into a state of inner peace.

Beside him, Ren Tingting was as quiet as a little kitten, leaning tightly against Qiusheng as she looked up at the sky.

"Ren Tingting, would you be willing to be my girlfriend?"

Admiring the rare moonlight and soaking in the warm atmosphere, Qiusheng asked softly.

The moment the words left his lips, Ren Tingting's face flushed a deep, vibrant red.

However, after a moment of hesitation, she finally gave a gentle nod.

"Mm, Brother Sheng, I am willing."

Hearing the beauty beside him murmur like a mosquito, Qiusheng felt as refreshed as if he had downed a bucket of ice water in the sweltering heat of midsummer.

He pulled Ren Tingting, who was snuggled against his side, into his arms and planted a light peck on her cheek. Watching her blush and shy away, he felt incredibly joyous.

After spending some time whispering sweet nothings on the rooftop, the sky began to darken, and Qiusheng escorted Ren Tingting back to her room.

Suppressing the urge to stay the night, Qiusheng ran to the washroom of the Public Mortuary and took a cold shower, finally managing to calm himself down.

None of this escaped the discerning eyes of Uncle Nine, a true master. Who knows what he was thinking, but as soon as Qiusheng stepped out of the washroom, he tossed a book right in front of him.

"Golden Dragon Locking Jade Pillar?"

Back in his own room, Qiusheng looked at the manual in his hands, his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

What on earth was his master thinking, giving him a book like this?

The book itself was perfectly fine; it was a standard Taoist cultivation method, and a rare body-refining one at that.

However, once this technique was practiced, the practitioner's vital essence would be locked away, which might have certain consequences for their enjoyment of worldly pleasures.

For instance, issues like failing to rise, rising but not responding, responding but not lasting, or lasting but not releasing could all potentially occur.

With such severe consequences, how could Qiusheng possibly practice it? That would just be asking for trouble.

He simply tossed the Golden Dragon Locking Jade Pillar onto Wencai's bedside table, deciding to bestow it upon his junior brother instead.

After all, they were fellow disciples; such a good thing should naturally be yielded to his junior brother.