The Even-Tempered Nascent Soul Cultivator

Purple Cloud glanced at Song Wen and Zhu Yin, picked up the cup of spirit wine on the table that she hadn't drunk yet, and drank it down.

"Alright, I agree. But you must swear a soul oath that after exploring the Illusionary Spirit Valley, regardless of whether you obtain a sufficient number of Purple Ginseng, you must give me the complete Infant Spirit Pill formula."

Song Wen said, "Okay."

After Song Wen and Zhu Yin made Soul Oath, Purple Cloud gave Zhu Yin a Message Jade Slip.

"Once my master returns to the sect, I will send you a message. At that time, you will come to pay your respects to my master, and I will persuade him to allow you to enter the secret realm."

After saying goodbye to Purple Cloud, Zhu Yin and Song Wen left the restaurant.

"When we meet with Daoist Lan Yin, will Purple Cloud use her master's power to deal with the two of us?" Song Wen asked.

Zhu Yin said, "It shouldn't be. Purple Cloud has already sworn Soul Oath not to reveal what happened today. Therefore, Daoist Lan Yin has no reason to attack us. Besides, given Daoist Lan Yin's personality, she wouldn't attack us without cause."

"What kind of personality does the Daoist Lan Yin have?" Song Wen asked.

"You'll know once you've met her," Zhu Yin said.

Two months later.

Zhu Yin received a message from Purple Cloud that Daoist Lan Yin had returned to the Two Forms Sect and invited Zhu Yin Song Wen to visit Daoist Lan Yin's cave abode.

Lan Yin Dao Gu was a middle-aged beautiful woman. She was a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, but she did not have the aura of a Nascent Soul expert. Instead, she gave people a gentle and peaceful feeling.

"Junior Zhu Yin (Extreme Yin) pays respects to Senior Lan Yin." Song Wen and Zhu Yin bowed.

Lan Yin ignored Song Wen and instead focused her gaze on Zhu Yin.

"You are Yinshuo's only personally instructed disciple?"

"It is indeed this junior," Zhu Yin replied respectfully.

Lan Yin gazed at Zhu Yin, her eyes distant, as if searching for some long-forgotten memory.

"Is your master still well?"

Zhu Yin replied, "My master is well, thank you for your concern, senior."

"Is he still pursuing a breakthrough to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?" Lan Yin continued to ask.

"Master's only wish in this life is to ascend to the upper realm, and it has never wavered," Zhu Yin replied.

A smile appeared on Lan Yin's gentle face, seemingly disdainful yet also self-deprecating.

"He remains so persistent. Little does he know, he is merely another one of the countless cultivators who clings to appearances. Even if he breaks through to the peak of the Nascent Soul, so what? Senior Brother Xuanchengzi has been at the peak of the Nascent Soul for nearly a hundred years, yet he still cannot grasp the fortuitous opportunity to break through to the Spirit Transformation stage."

She paused, then continued.

"Perhaps, this world can no longer allow cultivators to ascend. Mortals call us cultivators 'Immortal,' envying our ability to fly and escape into the earth, but they don't know that we cultivators are just ants imprisoned by this world."

Zhu Yin said, "I dare not interfere with my master's request."

Lan Yin glanced at Zhu Yin and her disciple Purple Cloud beside her, and said with some emotion.

"This matter is equally relevant to you. You are both currently at the peak of the Peak Golden Core Stage, and with your talent, there is a high chance that you will successfully form your Nascent Soul. At that time, you will face the same problem."

Song Wen, who had been silently listening to the three's conversation, had a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Zhu Yin has actually advanced to the Peak Golden Core Stage!

He had always thought that Zhu Yin only had the cultivation level of the Late Golden Core Stage.

"It seems that Zhu Yin is deliberately concealing her cultivation level. Is she guarding against me, or against someone else?" Song Wen wondered to himself.

Upon hearing this, a look of horror flashed in Zhu Yin's eyes.

It seems that Lan Yin's words inadvertently revealed a deep-seated secret, plunging her into fear.

"Senior... Senior, you... you can see through my true cultivation level?"

Zhu Yin's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and deep fear.

Lan Yin pointed to his eyes, "I once cultivated a pupil technique that allows me to see through certain illusions. Although your concealment technique is sophisticated and other Nascent Soul Cultivator might not be able to see through it, it cannot escape my eyes."

Zhu Yin clasped her hands and bowed in greeting.

"Please keep this a secret, senior, and don't make it public."

Lan Yin said, "Don't worry, I'm not a gossip. I won't reveal this to anyone. Purple Cloud is my disciple, and I can guarantee she won't reveal it either. I just don't know if this Extreme Yin can keep this secret."

Song Wen's expression immediately turned solemn, and he spoke in a loud voice.

"I swear on my very soul that I will never reveal a single word of this matter to anyone."

Lan Yin, the Daoist nun, smiled slightly. "Zhu Yin, you can rest assured now."

Zhu Yin's expression calmed down slightly, and she bowed again.

"Thank you, Senior Lan Yin; thank you, Fellow Purple Cloud; thank you Extreme Yin."

Purple Cloud glanced at Zhu Yin with a look of surprise and suspicion, clearly quite curious, but she didn't ask any further questions and returned to the previous topic.

"Master, is the path to ascension truly blocked?"

Lan Yin looked north, her gaze seemingly traversing thousands of mountains and rivers.

"On the other side of the Endless Desert lies a place called Heavenly Origin Continent. It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the Nether God Temple, which ruled the entire Cultivation World of the Sea of Disorder, originated from the Heavenly Origin Continent. Perhaps the cultivators of the Heavenly Origin Continent still possess a way to break this deadlock? However, the Endless Desert devoid of Spiritual Qi; how easy would it be to cross it?"

The atmosphere inside the cave abode suddenly became somewhat somber.

Lan Yin noticed this as well, and she changed the subject.

"Zhu Yin, is there something special about your visit with my Extreme Yin?"

Zhu Yin said, "Reporting to Senior, we wish to enter the Illusory Spirit Valley Secret Realm."

Lan Yin asked, "Why do you want to enter the Illusory Spirit Valley?"

"We want to obtain the Purple Salvia Root," Zhu Yin answered truthfully.

A hint of doubt appeared on Lan Yin's face. She didn't answer immediately, but instead asked a question.

"Purple Salvia Root? What purpose do you have in seeking this spirit medicine?"

Zhu Yin hesitated for a moment, her lips parted slightly, but she didn't say anything.

"Master, please agree to let them enter the Illusory Spirit Valley," Purple Cloud suddenly interjected.

Lan Yin scanned Zhu Yin and Purple Cloud for a moment, his gaze sharp and intense.

She seemed to suddenly understand something, and smiled slightly.

"Zhu Yin, you and your Extreme Yin may enter the secret realm. However, you may only take the Purple Salvia Root; you are not allowed to touch any other spiritual items, nor may you harm any members of my Two Forms Sect."

Zhu Yin and Song Wen's faces lit up with joy. "Thank you, Senior Lan Yin."

Five months later.

An island three thousand li east of Liangyi Island.

The island spans tens of thousands of miles, but it lacks Spiritual Qi and has no cultivation forces; only countless mortals live and multiply on it.

Nestled among towering mountains on the southwestern side of the island.

Thirteen monks stood in a dimly lit cave.

The person in the lead was none other than the Daoist Lan Yin.

She sat cross-legged in mid-air, her eyes tightly closed, completely ignoring the conversations of the twelve fellow Golden Core cultivators inside the cave.

"Senior Sister Purple Cloud, I never expected you to participate in this trip to the Illusory Spirit Valley Secret Realm."

A handsome male cultivator in the Late Golden Core Stage spoke with a hint of respect.

Purple Cloud didn't react much to the male cultivator's initiative in striking up a conversation; she simply nodded slightly in response.

"Senior Sister Purple Cloud, what brings you into the Illusory Spirit Valley?"

Beside the male cultivator stood a beautiful female cultivator, who spoke first.

Purple Cloud glanced at the two of them and said in a calm tone.

"Junior Brother Hu Gao, Junior Sister Wen Lin, don't worry, my goals are different from yours, and we won't interfere with each other."

The male cultivator named 'Hu Gao' gave an awkward smile.

"Senior Sister Purple Cloud, you've misunderstood. We didn't mean that."

Purple Cloud didn't take Hu Gao's explanation seriously.

One hour later.

Suddenly, the Daoist Lan Yin opened her eyes and looked at a stone wall in front of her.

The stone wall rises hundreds of feet high. Its surface is pitch black, seemingly capable of swallowing light, giving off an inexplicable sense of oppression.

A blood-red token appeared in the hand of the Daoist nun Lan Yin, and she threw the token toward the stone wall.

Driven by her immense Law Power, the token suddenly emitted a brilliant crimson light.

Under the glow of the blood-red light, the black stone wall gradually turned crimson.

A blood-red entrance to a space appeared on the stone wall.

"The entrance to the secret realm has opened. Enter immediately," Lan Yin announced loudly.

All twelve Golden Core cultivators from the Two Forms Sect, except for Purple Cloud, filed in.

"Zhu Yin, Extreme Yin, you can come out now," Purple Cloud said loudly.

In one corner of the cave, a protective array of light suddenly appeared.

As the light curtain faded, Song Wen and Zhu Yin's figures were revealed.