"Lu Chen, what are you still waiting for? Today is the last day, let's make it quick. After tonight, you and I will have nothing more to do with each other!"
Liu Fuyao, the proud and aloof Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect, undressed expressionless.
"Make it quick? Are you kidding me?"
Looking at the peerless ice-beauty, a surge of fiery lust rushed straight to the top of Lu Chen's head.
He no longer hesitated and stepped forward directly.
He had transmigrated into the body of a handyman disciple in the alchemy room of the Joyful Union Sect, brought to the back mountain by Saintess Liu Fuyao, who then told him that she would accompany him for three days, and after three days, all ties between them would be severed with no further connection whatsoever.
It turned out Liu Fuyao was the original owner's fiancée. When the original owner and Liu Fuyao went up the mountain together to seek a master, she was tested and found to possess a Supreme Heavenly Spirit Root, and was directly taken in as an inner disciple by the sect master, soaring to the heavens in a single bound.
Yet the original owner was tested and found to have a Five-Element Mixed Spirit Root, and a low-grade one at that—simply a piece of trash for cultivation—and was tossed straight into the alchemy room to become a handyman disciple.
Now Liu Fuyao had become the Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect, high and mighty, while he remained a handyman in the alchemy room.
Presently Liu Fuyao was already a mighty cultivator of the Golden Core Stage, whereas he was merely trash at the first layer of Qi Refining.
Upon entering the sect, Liu Fuyao had once warned him not to reveal their relationship.
Therefore, no one in the entire Joyful Union Sect knew that their high-and-mighty Saintess was actually the fiancée of a lowly handyman disciple within the sect's alchemy room.
When Lu Chen first transmigrated into this world, he thought he would be able to eat soft rice in comfort and step onto the peak of life from then on.
Who would have thought Liu Fuyao would turn around and cultivate the Ruthless Dao instead?
Today was the last day, and after tonight, their bond of affection would be cleanly severed.
Damn it, the dignified Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect was actually cultivating the Ruthless Dao?
Would you believe it?
For this last night, if he didn't push himself to the absolute limit and grind for his life, if he didn't fuck her until she couldn't get out of bed, his last name wouldn't be Lu.
A night of romantic excess, and the morning light appeared.
Lu Chen only felt his entire body sore and weak, as if his back was about to break.
The result proved that the one who couldn't get out of bed was him, not Liu Fuyao.
At this moment, inside his dantian, an ancient cauldron was emitting a faint Yin-Yang Essence, nourishing his muscles, bones, and flesh.
Very soon, that feeling of weakness in his body vanished.
This treasure was awakened three days ago during his very first session of dual cultivation with Liu Fuyao.
This was none of other than the Yin-Yang Creation Cauldron, originally an supreme imperial artifact from a xianxia game he played before transmigrating into this world.
He remembered this imperial artifact was utterly overpowered; it could refine and synthesize all things in heaven and earth, scrap pills could be remade, damaged artifacts could be recast, cultivation techniques could be completed, spiritual herbs could be advanced, turning decay into miracles.
Moreover, this treasure resided within the dantian, controlled by thought, retracting and releasing freely, and the Yin-Yang Essence it emitted could also nourish the physical body and enhance one's physique, making it a supreme treasure for cultivating the Dao and defying the odds to achieve the Great Dao of Immortality.
However, utilizing the Yin-Yang Cauldron required the consumption of Yin-Yang Essence.
Using this treasure was quite simple: as long as whatever needed to be refined and synthesized was placed inside the cauldron, the number of Yin-Yang Essences required would appear upon it, and with a single thought from the user, refining, synthesis, and reshaping could be performed to turn waste into treasure.
Furthermore, over these past three days, he had also verified one matter: as long as he engaged in dual cultivation, he could obtain Yin-Yang Essence.
Through his three days of unremitting effort, there were already fifteen wisps of Yin-Yang Essence in the cauldron.
And Liu Fuyao could not sense the existence of the Yin-Yang Cauldron within his body at all.
Liu Fuyao leisurely put on her dress.
"Our engagement is void as of today, and our past ties are completely written off from this moment on. You are destined in this life to have no affinity with the Great Dao of Immortality; you might as well take these spirit stones and go down the mountain, take a wife and have children, and live out the rest of this life carefree. Isn't that much better than staying within the sect to be a lowly handyman disciple?"
Liu Fuyao casually tossed a pouch of spirit stones to Lu Chen.
Lu Chen was dumbfounded.
No, forget about not getting to eat soft rice—was he now going to be kicked out of the sect by Liu Fuyao as well?
Isn't this going too far?
"I... really have no chance left?"
Lu Chen looked at Liu Fuyao, unwilling to give up.
"I possess a Supreme Heavenly Spirit Root and am now the Saintess of the Joyful Union Sect, in the Golden Core Realm, while you have a Five-Element Mixed Spirit Root, are a handyman disciple in the alchemy room, and trash at the first layer of Qi Refining. The difference between you and me is like the mud and the heavens; I advise you to just go down the mountain and stop harboring wild delusions!"
Liu Fuyao furrowed her brows, assuming Lu Chen still held lingering affections for her.
"I won't leave..."
If it were three days ago, if he hadn't awakened the Yin-Yang Cauldron, taking the spirit stones and going down the mountain would have been his best choice.
But now, heh heh, with this treasure, how could he possibly bear to leave the Joyful Union Sect, where beauties were gathered like clouds?
"As you like. In any case, you and I will make a clean break from now on. If you dare to speak of what happened between us, I will kill you. You can leave now!"
Liu Fuyao assumed Lu Chen still hadn't given up on her.
"Then... can I take these spirit stones?"
Lu Chen glanced at the pouch of spirit stones on the ground.
"Get out!"
Liu Fuyao looked expressionless, her tone icy.
Lu Chen happily picked up the bag of spirit stones and opened it to take a look; inside were probably twenty or thirty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
Lu Chen felt a disdainful thought in his heart: just this handful of spirit stones and she wanted to dismiss him?
He immediately put the spirit stones away into his storage bag, then turned and left.
Waste not, want not.
Liu Fuyao watched Lu Chen's departing back, her cold eyes devoid of a shred of emotion.
Lu Chen walked out of Liu Fuyao's quiet place of cultivation, stopped in his tracks, and looked back with a solemn expression.
Pavilions and towers, the calls of birds and the fragrance of flowers, spiritual energy swirling—compared to his dog-kennel-like Servant Quarters, this place was simply like a fairy realm.
Before coming up the mountain, it was "Brother Lu" this and "Brother Lu" that; now that she had become the lofty saintess, she looked down on him and kicked him away in one swift motion?
Back when they came up the mountain to apprentice, the travel expenses were even paid by him.
Liu Fuyao, oh Liu Fuyao, you look down on me, don't you? Cultivating the Ruthless Dao, are you? Severing all emotion and love, are you? You just wait for your father here; sooner or later, father is going to make you kneel before me and sing Conquering.
And those lofty female disciples of the Joyful Union Sect, I want all of you to become my cauldrons!
Lu Chen resolutely turned around and strode away without looking back.
Lu Chen returned to the Servant Quarters, closed the door, and sat cross-legged on the bed.
He flipped his right hand, and an antique copper cauldron appeared in his hand.
"Sigh, I originally wanted to live off a woman, but in the end I still have to rely on myself!"
Lu Chen sighed.
"Liu Fuyao, oh Liu Fuyao, you say I am fated to have no connection to the Great Dao of Immortality? With this treasure in hand, even if I have no connection, I will have to make one!"
Lu Chen looked at the copper cauldron in his hand: Mn, I first need to find a ruined pill to test whether this Yin-Yang Cauldron is really that miraculous.
Thinking of this, he promptly put away the Yin-Yang Cauldron and got down from the bed.
Having skipped work for three days, he had to rush and do his chores, otherwise that Manager Pang would certainly not let him off!
At the mere thought of that vicious Manager Pang, the hairs all over his body stood on end.
Moreover, clearing out the alchemy furnaces in the alchemy room allowed one to obtain ruined pills.
Ruined pills botched in alchemy not only had no use whatsoever, but some ruined pills even carried Pill Poison, which was harmful and offered no benefit to cultivators.
No one wanted ruined pills.
Except Lu Chen.
Lu Chen hurriedly picked up his tools and rushed toward the alchemy room.
"Lu Chen, you've got a lot of nerve! You skipped work for three days and still dare to come back?"
Just as Lu Chen arrived at the Yellow Alchemy District and was about to enter an alchemy room that had yet to be cleaned, someone walked right toward him from the front.
"Manager Pang?"
The moment Lu Chen saw the newcomer, he was suddenly taken aback; truly, one fears what one thinks about.
This person was none other than Pang Yong, the manager of the Yellow Alchemy District among the Joyful Union Sect's four major alchemy districts—Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow—possessing the cultivation of the Qi Refining, Fifth Level.
This fellow was no good bird; usually, he either beat or scolded these alchemy room servant disciples.
He even docked their spirit stones.
Should a servant disciple commit a fault or offend him, they would be in for a miserable time: light offenses brought a torrent of foul scolding, while heavy offenses brought a vicious beating.
People bestowed upon him the nickname Pang Yama, and the servant disciples were filled with anger yet dared not speak out.
"No, Manager Pang, things are like this..."
Lu Chen hurriedly tried to explain.
"Motherfucker, you still dare to argue back, I'll whip you to death..."
Manager Pang did not care about all that; he raised the leather whip in his hand and lashed out at Lu Chen.
Lu Chen instinctively dodged.
"Stop!"
Right at that moment, a voice rang out from behind Lu Chen.
"Senior Sister Su..."
When Manager Pang saw the newcomer, his originally ferocious expression instantly morphed into a smiling face.
"Greetings, Senior Sister Su..."
When Lu Chen took a look, the newcomer was Inner Sect Senior Sister Su Qingqing, so he hurriedly paid his respects.
"What are you two doing?"
Su Qingqing walked over, glancing at the two of them and then at the uncleansed alchemy room.
"Senior Sister, this brat Lu Chen was slacking off, so I was just disciplining him!"
Manager Pang hastily offered a flattering smile.
The senior sisters of the inner sect were lofty, untouchable fairies, and he certainly dared not neglect one.
"How you discipline him is none of my business. Clean this alchemy room for me right now; I need it urgently!"
Su Qingqing said coldly.
The Sect Grand Tournament was approaching, and in order to secure a good ranking in it, she had to work hard to cultivate her Alchemy.
Lately, many inner sect senior sisters had poured into the alchemy rooms, causing this Yellow Alchemy District to become overcrowded.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Manager Pang agreed with a smile, then turned and snapped viciously at Lu Chen, "What the fuck are you standing there frozen for? Hurry up and clean the alchemy room, Senior Sister Su is waiting to use it."
"I'll clean it right away..."
Lu Chen hurriedly carried his tools into the alchemy room, then took out a broom, a shovel, and a waste bag to begin cleaning the place.
"This is..."
Just as he was scooping out the waste material from the alchemy furnace, his hand brushed against something round. Pulling it out to take a look, it turned out to be a waste pill wreathed in black qi.
Lu Chen was overjoyed—wasn't this waste pill just what he needed?
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