Liu Yu certainly would not stand idly by while his four concubines attempted Nascent Soul formation. He intended to help as much as he could.
But that was no reason to take risks.
Helping when convenient was fine, but expecting him to enter a secret realm specifically to search for the Sun-Moon Spirit Spring, the principal ingredient of the Nascent Soul Condensation Pill, was nothing short of a fairy tale.
Liu Yu always put his own interests first. His original intentions had never changed.
The immortal Dao prized self-interest. He would not take risks for others; his own Dao path would be another matter.
"Greetings, Ancestor!"
After he sent a message, his personal maid Gu Yueying soon appeared before him.
Splash, splash.
Before long, the sound of water came from the washroom, mingled with some rather strange noises.
(Twenty thousand words omitted here.)
Seven days later.
In the hall of the cave abode on Heaven-Reaching Peak, a man and a woman sat across a table from each other.
The female cultivator had a cool, striking air and a slender figure. She wore fitted, sumptuous yellow robes, her skin like congealed cream and her features as lovely as a painting.
She was none other than Zhuo Mengzhen!
As though she had just undergone vigorous exercise, two patches of blush still lingered on her cheeks. Against her fair skin, they gave her a breathtaking beauty.
Beneath her yellow robes, broad patches of red still marked her milky-white, silky skin, telling of just how vigorous that recent exercise had been.
"Hmph~"
Remembering that secret art from just now, Zhuo Mengzhen gave a delicate snort and cast him a look somewhere between reproach and resentment.
"..."
Across from her, Liu Yu remained perfectly composed, sipping his spirit tea.
He had already entered a