Peerless Body-Refining Pill!
Mo Lianxing could no longer stay seated.
The Body-Refining Pill was an exceedingly rare and supreme treasure.
The quality of pills was categorized into Common, Fine, Excellent, Perfect, and Peerless.
A single Common Body-Refining Pill was already a 6th-tier pill, capable of helping a soul reconstruct a physical body. However, after reconstruction... one's cultivation would be completely lost, and the spiritual root would also be the poorest. Reaching peak strength again would be extremely difficult.
Fine and Excellent-quality pills were both 7th-tier. The reconstructed body could inherit 50% of one's peak cultivation, and the spiritual root would also be quite decent.
A Perfect Body-Refining Pill was an 8th-tier pill, restoring 70% of one's cultivation and perfectly replicating the original spiritual root condition.
As for the Peerless Body-Refining Pill... it was a legendary 9th-tier pill, fully restoring one's cultivation, with the spiritual root undergoing nirvana-like rebirth—comparable to a divine medicine!
Even at her peak, she had never seen a Peerless Body-Refining Pill, as its effects were too terrifying—equivalent to gaining an extra life out of thin air.
"Young Master Jiang... do you truly possess a Peerless Body-Refining Pill?"
Mo Lianxing's voice was filled with anticipation.
With just one Peerless Body-Refining Pill, she, Mo Lianxing, could return to her peak strength. Although Earth was now in the Spiritless Era with no spiritual energy... she was still a genuine Nirvana-stage powerhouse!
A Nirvana-stage expert could soar through the skies and traverse the earth, capable of anything. Even so-called modern firearms posed no threat to her.
Little brother Jiang Ruoxu couldn't sit still!
His master was clearly on the verge of giving herself away. He truly didn’t want his revered master to become his sister-in-law—just the thought alone was mind-blowing.
"Master, I have a system. My system also has a Peerless Body-Refining Pill, but it requires 10 million pretension points. I can help you reconstruct your body..."
Mo Lianxing frowned and glanced at her little disciple.
She had realized something—her little disciple was decent at handling minor matters, but when it came to major issues... he was utterly unreliable!
"Disciple, it’s not that I’m scolding you! You’re far too reckless. If not for Young Master Jiang today... you would have gotten me killed!"
Her tone carried a hint of reproach. Why had she burned her soul power without hesitation to save Jiang Ruoxu?
Wasn’t it because he claimed his system shop had a Soul-Nourishing Pill?
Yet, her little disciple had given her a massive "surprise," nearly burying her alive.
Jiang Ruoxu felt a pang of guilt. "Master... I didn’t mean to. My system always fails at critical moments. Who knows which idiot developed it?"
"Ahem!" Jiang Che’s expression stiffened.
Daring to insult me? Little brother, you’ve just signed your death warrant!
"Master, you have to believe me. I just need to accumulate 20 million pretension points to exchange for the Peerless Body-Refining Pill..."
After this fiasco, Mo Lianxing clearly couldn’t trust Jiang Ruoxu anymore.
Waiting for him to gather 20 million pretension points? By then, she could probably rebuild her cultivation from scratch to the Nirvana stage.
Her gaze then turned to Jiang Che. "Young Master Jiang, if you truly possess a Body-Refining Pill, I swear to serve as your guardian for 100 years after restoring my peak strength. What do you say?"
"With your innate talent, a hundred years would be more than enough to reach the Martial God realm!"
Jiang Che was speechless. Mo Lianxing truly had no bottom line when it came to obtaining the Peerless Body-Refining Pill—even praising his cultivation talent?
With his garbage aptitude, without the system, reaching the Transform Force realm would be nearly impossible.
Jiang Ruoxu felt even worse. His master was offering to be Jiang Che’s guardian for 100 years?
Was this a joke?
A hundred years later... would she still be his master?
A guardian... guarding and guarding... wouldn’t she end up guarding his bed instead?
...
"Be my guardian for 100 years?"
Jiang Che chuckled, his eyes sweeping over Mo Lianxing’s figure.
This celestial beauty might be heartless, but she was still a fairy. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare imagine how fragrant she truly was!
But Jiang Che was infamous for daring to think—and daring to act!
"Sorry, I don’t need a guardian... my master has already paved the way for my future."
Jiang Che smiled faintly. When in doubt, just blame the nonexistent master.
"Rather than a guardian... I’d prefer a cultivation partner."
Mo Lianxing: "......"
This was the first time she had met a man so shameless—completely unabashed about his intentions, directly asking her to be his cultivation partner.
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
But deep down, she was still proud. After all, she was once a Nirvana-stage powerhouse!
"Young Master Jiang, my soul is five thousand years old. My heart is as firm as stone—I no longer seek a cultivation partner, only the Dao!"
"If the Fairy Mo won’t give me this chance, then I’ll have to drop the matter." Jiang Che shrugged.
"The Peerless Body-Refining Pill is a 9th-tier pill. Even my master needs extensive preparation before refining it. Its value is far too high—unless it’s for my cultivation partner... no deal."
His words left Mo Lianxing silent.
"Senior Mo, the Soul-Nourishing Pill was given to you because you risked your life to save Jiang Ruoxu. That doesn’t mean I’ll give you a Peerless Body-Refining Pill for free."
"Everything has its price. Senior Mo... think it over before coming to me again."
Jiang Ruoxu let out a sigh of relief.
[Master, don’t worry. I’ll work hard to show off and accumulate 20 million pretension points as soon as possible to buy you a Peerless Body-Refining Pill. You won’t have to endure Jiang Che’s arrogance anymore...]
Jiang Che glanced sideways at the little brother, his gaze indifferent.
Little brother was still too naive—unaware that he was just working for him. Thinking he could buy a Body-Refining Pill? Without my permission... you can’t buy a damn thing!
In a way, Jiang Che was a qualified capitalist—the kind that should be hung from a lamppost by the protagonists of fate.
"Young Master Jiang... I noticed you have a vast field of premium spiritual soil in your courtyard..."
Mo Lianxing knew she couldn’t get the Body-Refining Pill from Jiang Che unless she sold herself. But her pride wouldn’t allow her to stoop to using her looks.
So, she shifted her focus elsewhere—like taking a bowl of premium spiritual soil before leaving.
"Oh? You want my spiritual field?"
Jiang Che smirked mockingly.
Truly ungrateful—coming here to eat and take, treating me like an ATM?
Mo Lianxing froze, embarrassed that her scheme was exposed. "Young Master Jiang, I didn’t mean it that way. I was just asking."
She still had some dignity. After all, a single Peerless Soul-Nourishing Pill was already priceless. Demanding more would only ruin her reputation.
"In that case, there’s nothing more to discuss. Dong'er, see them out!"
Jiang Che waved his hand, and Dong'er stepped forward expressionlessly, standing before Jiang Ruoxu.
The aura of a peak Grandmaster instantly erupted.
Jiang Ruoxu’s eyes widened in shock.
He remembered this silver-haired little girl named Dong'er very clearly. When he first met Dong'er... he was still at the peak of Transform Force, and at the time, it had dealt a heavy blow to his confidence.
Ever since obtaining the "Act Cool" system, his cultivation had advanced rapidly. Now, he had already reached the late-stage Grandmaster level, yet he was still one step behind Dong'er?
No way—he had to work even harder at acting cool!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
orn and Humiliation】【Forced Love】 In his past life, Lin Ran was betrayed and murdered by his girlfriend and family, while the yandere female aristocrat, who had treated him as a mere plaything, avenged him by doing in his enemies. Upon seeing the yandere female aristocrat lying in the same coffin, ready to die with him, Lin Ran realized how profoundly mistaken he had been. Reborn, he abandoned the fickle campus beauty and wholeheartedly embraced the yandere female aristocrat's arms. "Ran! If I dig out your eyes and turn them into a specimen, you'll only be able to look at me!" Lin Ran: "Darling, kiss me!" "Ran! If I break your legs, you won't run away anymore, right?" Lin Ran: "Love, hold me tight!" "Ran! If..." Lin Ran: "Hush now! Love me more!" Luo Yao: ... Seeing his scumbag dad: "Take him out!" Seeing his stepmother: "Get rid of her!" Seeing his brother: "Eliminate him!" Seeing his white moonlight: "Send that to Southeast Asia!"
