Ever since the Blood Lotus Miraculous Land appeared, the Sect Master had viewed it as an auspicious omen.
Lin Wu’s reputation gradually began to shift, and the gossiping disciples, who were previously in the dark, suddenly realized the truth.
‘So, it was actually Junior Sister Yun who was living off someone else?’
Regarding the enigmatic Junior Brother Lin, rumors spread throughout the Snow Lotus Sect, becoming more exaggerated with every retelling.
Some said he was a descendant of a hidden clan from the Eastern Victory Continent who had joined the sect to form a powerful alliance. Others guessed he was a Dao Seed sent from an outer domain immortal sect to study and exchange Daoist techniques at the Kunlun Ruins.
The most widespread theory was that the heir of a certain prince had taken a liking to Junior Sister Yun, and thus the Great Li Imperial Family was pushing for her to become this year’s Chief Disciple.
Regardless, Junior Brother Lin’s background had to be incredibly influential; even a peerless figure like the Sect Master had to show him some respect. Otherwise, why would a Golden-Eyed Cold Pond Beast suddenly crash the trial and conveniently clear all obstacles for her?
Stumbling into the royal family’s favor was like being struck by a wave of fortune.
While the Snow Lotus Sect disciples claimed to look down on such things, they were all secretly envious of Yun Mengyao. One could only say that fools have their own brand of luck!
While rumors flew through the sect’s talent market, Lin Wu had zero interest in fame. Every day, the moment he opened his eyes, he was busy managing the fairies.
He left the difficult problems for Mu Bingxin to worry about. Since she was the one cleaning up his messes, she could either deal with it or call the whole thing off!
If news of a youth who looked exactly like Cang Wu reappearing in Kunlun reached that wicked woman’s ears, the one in the most trouble certainly wouldn’t be him.
Lin Wu was more concerned with the cultivation and care of the fairies, constantly weighing them on the scale in his heart.
— Provider 🥵
— Lover 😍
— Heart’s Choice 😘
— Dao Companion 😋
— Passerby 😅
The scale continued like this, with their falling for him deepening at each level.
Qiu Ming and Xia He had already reached the point of total indulgence. These two small-fry fairies were acting like tyrants in the fishpond, eventually paying the price for their own gluttony.
Leng Yu, on the other hand, possessed a strong sense of contractual obligation. She was still in the second stage, building the Great Dao together through mutual benefit.
The one with the best results among the Heart-Throb Elders was Elder Qing Han. Lin Wu had poured his “filial piety” into the Little White Lotus until she reached the third stage. Now, she felt uncomfortable if she didn’t consume Saint Blood Buns for a single day.
The Blood Charm’s influence was subtle, and her “affection” was rising steadily. Even she hadn’t noticed that she found a certain someone more and more pleasing to the eye.
The little blue bottles were too hot for Yun Mengyao to handle, so she didn’t dare touch them. Even so, after chugging dozens of bottles of White Lotus Blood and one bottle of Red Lotus Blood, her cultivation had reached the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.
With her cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds and the addition of the Earth-grade White Jade Cauldron, Yun Mengyao’s feeding efficiency increased, her production line spinning at full speed.
The blood of a Nascent Soul Saint Son was even more potent. With various buffs applied, the cauldron could produce at least Tier 3 profound-grade spiritual medicine, with its quality and taste reaching new heights.
Within 3 days, the Yun Brand Dragon-Tiger Honey Pills became a massive hit at Goddess Peak.
The visible growth of their Qi seas greatly stimulated the ambition of the Snow Lotus Sect’s talents.
Yun Mengyao had completely fallen into a money-crazed state. She smiled from ear to ear every day, obsessed with rolling pills and determined to become a woman capable of “supporting” that rogue!
The Earth-grade medicines that were occasionally produced through critical successes were offered to the gratified Elder Qing Han in exchange for merit points, making the priests of various halls green with envy.
The Little White Lotus had become the Chief Disciple and was more beloved by her elders than ever. However, her excessive dedication was starting to trouble her master.
The entrance to the new cave dwelling on the southern slope of the snowy peak was crowded every day, with a 12-hour-long queue of people waiting for their number to be called for medicine.
Lin Wu looked up at the clear sky over Goddess Peak and frowned slightly.
‘The efficiency of raising these pigs is high, sure, but I don’t even have a chance to get intimate and provoke the fairies.’
“This won’t do. Mu Bingxin doesn’t dare touch my blood now; I have to make her jealous!”
Thus, Lin Wu strolled down to the lower peak, toward Qiu Ming Hall.
Elder Qiu was notorious within the Snow Lotus Sect. Any disciple with a bit of “beauty” would salivate upon seeing her, as she frequently personally “mentored” the juniors in their cultivation.
And today, the Red Lotus Saint Son had delivered himself right to her door.
‘If the Sect Master finds out her white moonlight has been defiled by such a filthy thing, won’t she faint from anger on the spot?’
Even before meeting the “man-eater,” Lin Wu was already getting excited.
‘Kuku, it’s just like seeing a pure and beautiful Elven Saintess defiled by a goblin!’
The wretched fox whispered more nonsensical vulgarities in his ear, hinting for her beloved disciple to keep increasing the intensity.
The weaker a disciple’s cultivation, the more significant the suppression from the Blood Charm.
Yun Mengyao’s “loving wife” handmade pills had permeated the entire Goddess Peak. The reaction was strongest among the Green and White Lotuses, causing their “affection” to soar.
This also resulted in many female disciples blushing the moment they saw Lin Wu on his way.
“Greetings, Saint Son!”
“There is no need for such formalities, sisters. In private, it feels more intimate if you just call me Junior Brother Lin.”
“The Saint Son must be joking. With the talent of a Pseudo-Nascent Soul, why bother starting from the Green Lotus rank? You really tricked us all.”
Lin Wu spoke with righteous conviction, “That simply won’t do. Our Snow Lotus Sect is a famous sect within the Immortal Alliance. We must lead by example. Even if a Mahayana Realm expert came, they would have to start from the bottom!”
“Giggle…”
The young women rolled their eyes and laughed, having never seen someone so thick-skinned. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t currently helping Junior Sister Yun use the back door!
“There is an order to learning the Dao, and everyone has their own specialty. My cultivation is only slightly ahead; I still have much to learn from my seniors in other areas.”
Lin Wu’s easy-going manner and a few choice words had the girls trembling with laughter, making them much less reserved.
Some bold girls even stepped forward, proactively asking about the relationship between their junior brother and the Prince of Zhennan from the Great Li Dynasty, who shared the surname Lin.
A pretty girl joked while intentionally revealing her fair neck, her intentions obvious.
Lin Wu was the youngest and most approachable Red Lotus Priest in the Snow Lotus Sect. He was handsome and spoke with wit. If he just crooked a finger, many White Lotus disciples would stretch out their necks and let him harvest them as he pleased.
If not for the sensitivity of his Saint Son status, no one would dare to overstep. Given the nature of the Snow Lotus Sect’s talents, many White Lotus disciples would have already thrown themselves into his arms to fight for Yun Mengyao’s “fortune.”
Lin Wu laughed it off and made his way up to the fourth floor.
Qiu Ming Hall oversaw the study of snow-based spells, and the collection of techniques and records in the pavilion was extensive. Above the profound grade, each had its own strengths.
There were also eight Earth-grade sect techniques preserved within the hall.
Records could be copied repeatedly, and any Snow Lotus Sect disciple could spend merit points to learn them; they weren’t as scarce as Dharma treasures or spiritual medicines.
Heavenly Yin Icy Palm… Wail of the Gale… Nine Forms of Snow Plumage…
They all looked decent, but when he glanced at the price, his vision went dark.
It was exactly five digits!
“This is way too expensive! This is highway robbery!”
Lin Wu couldn’t take it. He immediately snapped his fingers, preparing to demand an explanation from this “black shop.”
A moment later, the Red Lotus Elder hurried over, clutching her burning lower abdomen with a fawning smile.
“What are your orders, Master?”
Traces of blood still lingered at the corner of Elder Qiu’s mouth. Her meal had been forcibly interrupted by the blood sigil, but she didn’t dare show the slightest bit of dissatisfaction.
Her curvaceous body swayed gracefully, and her voice was sycophantic, as if she felt deeply honored. Only after enjoying the “Saint’s meal” did she realize that everything she had eaten before was nothing but coarse grains.
“This is outrageous! Why are Earth-grade techniques so expensive? Not only the White Lotus disciples, but even a Red Lotus Priest would have to work for half their life to afford one. Is this reasonable?!”
“Eh?”
The corner of Elder Qiu’s mouth twitched bitterly.
‘You’re asking me, but who am I supposed to ask?’
“It has been this way since the Golden Lotus Ancestor founded the sect. I don’t have the authority to question it.”
Lin Wu’s gaze was furious.
This pricing was clearly calculated with care. A normal person would have to dedicate their entire life’s essence to the sect just to have a slim chance of changing their fate.
And mind you, that was merely the chance to *study* it.
Wicked fairies indeed!
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