You're making them look cheap this way

Shen Suning wrapped Qin Hao's outer robe tightly around herself.

With her voluptuous figure, Qin Hao's clothes were a bit too small for her.

Her hands rubbed against the fabric. Shen Suning didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she felt a lingering, warm aura on his clothes.

It was that faint, indescribable scent that belonged to Qin Hao.

Her face flushed red again. She lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

Yet, the scent from the clothes kept drilling into her nose. She had lived for tens of thousands of years and had never smelled a man's scent from such a close distance.

Her master had always told her that men were dirty and smelly, that their mere scent would make one nauseous.

But this scent...

Shen Suning quietly took a breath. It was completely different from what her master had said. It wasn't smelly at all; it was a warm, indescribable fragrance that made her want to take another sniff.

She took another breath, only to hear a soft chuckle from above her head.

Stiffening slightly, Shen Suning looked up and saw Qin Hao gazing at her with a smiling, teasing look in his eyes.

"What are you sniffing at? You little wanton nun."

Shen Suning's face instantly burned hot.

"I wasn't sniffing anything!"

She flatly denied it, but her voice was hurried and soft, entirely lacking in conviction.

Seeing the teasing glint in Qin Hao's eyes, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. She gave a cold snort and put on the haughty airs of an Immortal King:

"Hmph, don't forget that you are rented by me. If you dare to embarrass me, believe it or not, I won't pay you your rent!"

"For someone like you, who exchanges his services of pleasing women for cultivation resources, not getting paid must be your biggest fear."

The more she spoke, the more reasonable she felt she was, and her tone naturally grew firmer:

"Let me tell you, you had better come and please me right now, coax me and make me happy. Otherwise, don't even think about getting a single benefit from me!"

Having said that, she proudly raised her chin, putting on an arrogant expression, fully believing she had grasped Qin Hao's weakness.

At this moment, Shen Suning was completely unaware that because the robe was a bit too small, her raised chin caused the collar to slip halfway down, revealing a patch of snowy white skin.

Qin Hao raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He withdrew his gaze, ignored her, and sat cross-legged to begin his cultivation.

Seeing this, Shen Suning couldn't help but snort coldly. Hmph, acting tough with me now? Wait until I refuse to pay your rent, then you'll be crying!

She wasn't in a hurry either. She turned her back, refusing to look at him, simply waiting for him to come and grovel.

She even calculated in her mind how she would pose when he eventually spoke soft words to her—should she keep a cold face and ignore him at first, or reluctantly give him a response, or...?

The fantasy was beautiful, but reality was cruel. Shen Suning waited for quite a while, yet there was no movement from Qin Hao at all.

Finally, it was Shen Suning who could no longer hold back.

She was somewhat puzzled. Was this guy really not afraid of her withholding his rent? She gritted her silver teeth and sighed inwardly:

"Men are truly terrifying. To be able to keep their composure even in the face of such a threat!"

In a fit of pique, she turned around, only to see Qin Hao meditating cross-legged a short distance away.

Qin Hao slowly and methodically took a jade bottle from his storage bag, popped the cork, and gulped it down.

A clear, refreshing fragrance wafted through the air. With just one sniff, Shen Suning felt her mind become clear and her spiritual platform purified. Even the cultivation she had lost due to her inner demon returned by a tiny fraction.

She was completely dumbfounded.

"Is that Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid?"

She was far too familiar with the Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid. This was a heavenly treasure that even Immortal Kings coveted. A single drop could solidify one's Dao Foundation, expand the Dantian, and cleanse the Divine Soul.

She still remembered when she first entered the Immortal King realm; in order to find a single drop to consolidate her Dao Foundation, she had begged for a full hundred years before finally obtaining it!

Yet right now, the man in front of her had an entire bottle! Moreover, this supreme treasure that even Immortal Kings desperately sought was being chugged down by Qin Hao as if it were plain water!

Shen Suning gasped and finally couldn't help but speak up:

"Hey! Do you even know what's inside that bottle?" Pointing at the jade bottle in his hand, her voice trembled slightly.

"That's Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid! A single drop would make an Immortal King drool with envy, and you're just drinking it like that? Do you think it's cold water?"

Qin Hao swallowed a massive mouthful of the liquid, his expression completely unchanged.

He glanced up at her with a look that seemed to be observing an ignorant child who had never seen the world.

"I know."

"You know, and you're still drinking it like that?" Shen Suning's voice cracked.

"You won't be able to absorb much of it this way at all! With your meager cultivation, most of the medicinal efficacy will be wasted. A treasure like this should at least be saved until after you attain immortality!"

She looked utterly heartbroken and exasperated:

"The Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid must be guided by spiritual energy. A single drop needs to be divided into forty-nine portions, with each portion taking three days to refine. Only then can its medicinal power be fully released."

"Chugging it down like you just did is a complete waste of heavenly treasures! Can you even handle such a precious item?"

Qin Hao looked up at her again, curled his lips in disdain, and said with a look of disgust, "Making a fuss over nothing. And you call yourself an Immortal King? You're just as ignorant."

Shen Suning's eyes went wide, filled with absolute disbelief. What did this cheap man just say? He actually called her ignorant? How dare he?

Before she could even recover from the shock of his careless use of the Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid, she watched as Qin Hao casually pulled out another seven or eight jade bottles from his storage bag.

When she saw the words carved onto the bottles, everything she wanted to say got stuck in her throat.

Immemorial Dragon Blood Paste.

Shen Suning's mouth twitched. Immemorial Dragon Blood Paste? The supreme body-refining treasure made primarily from True Dragon essence blood and supplemented by eighty-one rare spiritual herbs?

She shook her head repeatedly, screaming impossible in her mind. The value of a single drop of this paste was absolutely on par with the Hongmeng Purple Mansion Liquid.

If an ordinary body cultivator obtained a single drop, they would dissolve it into spiritual liquid. Adding just one diluted drop to a medicinal bath would massively increase their physical strength, which showed just how precious it was.

Yet right now, there were a full eight bottles right in front of her. She figured they were highly likely to be fakes, not the genuine Immemorial Dragon Blood Paste.

Just as she was doubting the authenticity of the paste, Qin Hao picked up a bottle and pulled out the stopper.

Instantly, a rich scent of blood mixed with medicinal fragrance rushed toward her face. With just one breath, Shen Suning felt the vitality and blood in her entire body surge, and a tingling sensation spread through her bones and muscles.

Even her physical strength increased slightly just from smelling this scent.

Her mouth fell open wide enough to fit a goose egg. To have such an effect just from the smell—this was undoubtedly the genuine Immemorial Dragon Blood Paste.

Her brain felt a little numb. Watching Qin Hao casually smear the Immemorial Dragon Blood Paste all over his body, her mouth twitched uncontrollably. Doing it like this really makes these top-tier heavenly treasures look incredibly cheap!