Jiang Che: Fellow Daoist, Is There Still a Need to Hide

Jiang Ruoxu recounted the incident of him being beaten to Jiang Che from start to finish, even adding quite a few exaggerated details.

"Bro, I didn’t even dare to say I was from the Jiang family when they hit me. They bullied me so badly—you have to stand up for me!"

Jiang Che lightly tapped his fingers against the corner of the table.

"The seals on the Gates are gradually loosening. Naturally, more and more people will emerge from beyond them. With Earth’s spiritual energy depleted, it’s no surprise you’re no match for them."

"Of course, those few Heaven-Shattering Stage martial artists are indeed a nuisance. I’ll send someone to eliminate them."

Jiang Che’s tone was casual, as if discussing something trivial.

What he’s flaunting isn’t just skill—it’s the art of charming an immortal maiden’s heart.

After casually listening to Mo Lianxing’s inner thoughts for a while, Jiang Che could confirm one thing: despite being an ancient relic who had lived for over five thousand years, Mo Lianxing’s mentality was no different from that of an ordinary young girl. Winning her over wouldn’t be difficult.

Joking aside, even someone like Shen Yu, whose heart was sealed in concrete, had shown a crack under Jiang Che’s influence—let alone Mo Lianxing.

"Bro... really? You’re just too damn awesome!"

Jiang Ruoxu exclaimed excitedly. Though he was bound to a "Show-off System," for some reason... he couldn’t bring himself to act cool in front of Jiang Che.

Perhaps the Little Show-off King was being suppressed by the Great Show-off King.

"Enough. Let’s get to the point. What do you need the Soul-Nourishing Pill for?"

Jiang Che yawned, cutting straight to the chase.

"Uh... Bro, I have a friend..."

"Get lost!"

"......"

Jiang Ruoxu’s face stiffened in embarrassment. He truly didn’t want to reveal his master’s existence.

[Disciple, don’t expose my presence just yet. First, test whether he’s from the Destiny Seekers Association.]

Though she desperately wanted the Soul-Nourishing Pill, Mo Lianxing chose to remain cautious.

"But... but how do I explain this now? My brother clearly doesn’t believe me!"

[Then improvise! You foolish disciple are utterly hopeless!]

Mo Lianxing was practically seething with frustration.

"The Soul-Nourishing Pill is typically used to nurture the soul. It’s only effective for martial artists at the Divine Passage Stage or above. Once you reach the Divine Passage Stage, you can hardly be called a martial artist anymore... you’d be a cultivator."

Jiang Che’s languid voice carried a hint of amusement.

"A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill can even reassemble the scattered soul of a Divine Passage Stage expert."

Mo Lianxing inside the Soul-Nourishing Ring couldn’t help but nod in agreement, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. Could it be... that this Young Master Jiang might even produce a Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill?

A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill was a seventh-tier elixir!

Jiang Che smirked, his lips curling slightly. Step aside, everyone—it’s time for me to show off.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Che conjured a small, square jade box from thin air. The box, crafted from mutton-fat white jade, radiated dense spiritual energy.

When he gently opened it, a milky-white pill lay inside, about the size of a longan fruit, with seven distinct pill lines etched onto its surface.

A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill!

Almost instantly, Mo Lianxing inside the ring could no longer contain herself.

[A Supreme-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill! It really is one?!]

At the same time, Jiang Ruoxu’s breathing grew ragged. Though he didn’t recognize the pill’s grade, he knew his master could be saved!

The naive young man remained blissfully unaware of the deeper implications.

[Disciple, go cling to his leg! Your master’s fate is in your hands now!]

Mo Lianxing urged. With only a wisp of her soul remaining, she had less than a day before complete dissipation. A Perfect-Grade Soul-Nourishing Pill would heal all her soul’s injuries in an instant.

But a Supreme-Grade one? Not only would it restore her, but it would also strengthen her soul further.

"Bro... can you give me this pill? For the sake of our shared bloodline—I’m even calling you ‘Bro’ now!"

Jiang Ruoxu threw all dignity aside, addressing Jiang Che with utmost reverence.

"Hah. Why should I? Give me a reason."

Jiang Che scoffed, tucking the jade box back into his system space.

"If you came to me for the Soul-Nourishing Pill, you must know its value, right?" Jiang Che propped his chin on one hand, idly stroking the orange furball in his lap.

"Meow~ meow~" The still-untransformed Huangdoufen (Yellow Bean Powder) purred contentedly, nuzzling his fingers before suddenly—

Transforming!

A flash of radiant light later, the little orange cat in Jiang Che’s arms morphed into a cat-eared, cat-tailed nekomimi girl.

Of course... Huangdoufen was fully clothed after transforming. Jiang Che was an extremely possessive man—he’d feel uneasy if others so much as glanced at his girls, let alone allowed them to appear unclothed.

"Kiss-kiss~" Little Huangdoufen perched on Jiang Che’s thigh, wrapping her arms around his neck with affectionate familiarity.

Jiang Che chuckled, pinching the girl’s smooth, delicate cheeks.

But Huangdoufen’s transformation left both Jiang Ruoxu and Mo Lianxin utterly stunned.

"Th-this... this is a monster!!! A freaking cat demon!!!"

The young man’s nerves couldn’t take it—he fell flat on his backside, terrified.

Though Huangdoufen was adorable, witnessing a cat turn into a girl was too much for him.

Most people’s first thought upon seeing a cat transform into a girl: "A cat demon! Run for your life!"

Jiang Che’s first thought upon seeing a cat transform into a girl: "A catgirl! Time to make my move!"

[Jiang Ruoxu, stop embarrassing me! This isn’t a cat demon... this is... this is a legendary Shapeshifting Spirit Beast!]

Mo Lianxing felt her disciple was utterly disgraceful.

At the same time, her gaze toward Huangdoufen was filled with unparalleled awe.

To tame a Shapeshifting Spirit Beast—just how profound must Young Master Jiang’s background be?!

Even in the cultivation world, Shapeshifting Spirit Beasts were exceedingly rare, and Shapeshifting Pills were only refined by a handful of sects.

Instantly, Jiang Che’s status in Mo Lianxing’s mind rose another tier.

Previously, she had regarded him as a junior. Now? An equal.

After all, he clearly had an unfathomably powerful master backing him—someone even her past self would have had to look up to.

As the disciple of such a supreme expert, she naturally had to show utmost respect.

It was like the alchemy boys serving the Supreme Elder in "Journey to the West"—within the palace, they were mere attendants, but outside? No one dared belittle them.

And now, Jiang Che finally spoke again.

"Enough with the uncultured reactions."

"Lies won’t get you the Soul-Nourishing Pill."

"Jiang Ruoxu, I sensed something off about you the moment I saw you back at the Jiang family." Jiang Che’s gaze shifted to the Soul-Nourishing Ring on Jiang Ruoxu’s finger.

"Fellow Daoist, is there still a need to hide?"