Late at night, in the residence of Wu Wang, the head of Renhuang Pavilion, Lin Suqing was busy in the quiet room on the second floor.

She placed a jade basin in the center of the quiet room and activated the seal engraved on it. Following the instructions of the senior who had just delivered the medicine, she added sixty percent clear spring water to the jade basin and crushed various types of spiritual herbs, adding them one by one to maintain the activation of the seal, waiting for the medicine to become clear again.

"Suqing—"

Dongfang Mumu yawned and leaned against the door frame, wondering, "Are we going to cook and set questions?"

"It's a medicinal bath! It's a medicinal bath!" Lin Suqing took out a handkerchief and wiped the medicine off her hands, explaining, "Young Master is cultivating and needs to take a medicinal bath to assist in his practice."

Dongfang Mumu was a little confused. "Isn't the medicinal bath for physical cultivators? With such a good brain for setting questions, why not cultivate as a spiritual cultivator?"

"Well... these medicines are quite expensive, so soaking in them must have benefits." Lin Suqing smiled. "We shouldn't ask too much about Young Master's thoughts."

While they were talking, they suddenly heard a voice from outside the window calling out to Lin Suqing, "Fairy Suqing, please come out and receive Lord Wu Wang."

Following that was Wu Wang's weak voice, "No need, I can go up by myself. Thank you, two seniors, for escorting me for dozens of zhang."

"Can you manage, Lord?"

"Let me support you inside."

"No need, no need. I'm just a bit weak..."

Lin Suqing blinked and quickly ran to the stairs, just in time to see Wu Wang close the door and take a few unsteady steps, leaning against a chair back and slowly sitting down.

"What's wrong with you, Young Master!"

Lin Suqing looked anxious and rushed to Wu Wang's side with Dongfang Mumu. She wanted to support him but didn't dare to touch him, so she could only use her spiritual power to envelop Wu Wang.

At this moment, although Wu Wang's complexion was rosy, there was a strong sense of fatigue all over his body, and his eyelids were constantly fighting to stay open.

Wu Wang murmured, "Suqing, take me to the medicinal bath."

"Okay," Lin Suqing answered and used her spiritual power to lift Wu Wang to the second floor quiet room.

It was only now that she noticed that Wu Wang had changed into the most common armor of Renhuang Pavilion's immortal soldiers.

When they arrived on the second floor, Wu Wang jumped straight into the jade basin, took off his upper body armor and threw it aside, and sat in the medicinal water with his bare arms, letting out a deep yawn.

He didn't even have the strength to meditate.

"It's alright, Suqing. Let me soak here for the night."

"Young Master, aren't you going to take off your pants? Won't it be uncomfortable?"

Wu Wang reluctantly opened his eyes and said, "How can I take them off if you don't leave..."

Lin Suqing's face turned slightly red, and her voice trembled slightly, but she still said, "You're so serious with me. This is what I should do."

Wow!

Dongfang Mumu covered her face with her chubby hands, and her two big black eyes were extremely bright between her fingers.

"Hoo—lu lu—"

There was already snoring coming from the jade basin.

Wu Wang tilted his head and sat there, tiredly falling asleep. A little bit of spiritual energy flowed towards him, and his body absorbed the nourishing power of the medicinal water on its own.

Lin Suqing blinked, stood there thoughtfully for a while, and then carried Dongfang Mumu out of the quiet room.

She asked Dongfang Mumu to seal off the area with her fairy power and activated the spiritual gathering formation that came with the small building, channeling all the spiritual energy to the quiet room where Wu Wang was.

After sleeping for four hours, Wu Wang woke up refreshed. The once clear medicinal soup in the basin had become turbid again.

Afraid that it would be troublesome for Lin Suqing to clean up, Wu Wang flicked his finger and a wisp of flame burned the medicinal residue and waste water directly, without harming the jade basin or causing any water vapor to spread.

This control over fire was thanks to his divine sense, which was comparable to that of a true immortal expert.

Taking off the wet pants, Wu Wang changed into comfortable clothes, stood on the windowsill and took a breath, then took out a bottle of clear water he brought from the North Wilderness from his treasure and drank a mouthful.

Yesterday, he was beaten quite badly.

[The complete activation of the Star God's bloodline transformation cannot be maintained for too long. It is indeed a major drawback.]

In future battles against strong opponents, he couldn't keep calculating the time to retreat.

Could it be that he had to wear a ruby that would 'drip drip' and make noise in front of his chest? Reminding himself that it was almost time, either unleash his ultimate move and fight to the death, or quickly escape?

Full battle effect.

Wu Wang laughed, amused by the scene he imagined.

Lord Liu was right. Using the Star God's bloodline to temper his body was the right path, relying solely on the power of the Star God's transformation was inappropriate.

The former was a shortcut to make himself stronger, while the latter was just a last resort when he fought desperately.

Physical cultivation was also a form of cultivation.

Spiritual cultivation was the cultivation of the self, while physical cultivation was the cultivation of the body. In fact, all cultivators were not purely focused on one type of cultivation. Both spiritual cultivation and physical cultivation had their own biases.

It's just that spiritual cultivation was more in line with the Great Dao, closer to nature, and it was easier to improve one's cultivation level. In battles, spiritual cultivators had the advantage. That's why it became the mainstream cultivation method in the Human Realm.

What made Wu Wang feel regretful was that he only suffered beatings and exhaustion last night and didn't get to touch the body of the Evil God.

At least let him check the goods first.

"Young Master?"

Lin Suqing peeked her head out from the door and whispered, "Are you feeling better?"

"I just exhausted my physical strength yesterday. Only by completely exhausting my body can I find the opportunity to break through the limit."

Wu Wang put away the water pouch and put on a serious face, smiling coldly.

"What happened yesterday is over."

"Well, well, hehe, this!"

Lin Suqing pretended to suddenly remember something and said, "Ah, I still have something unfinished!"

"Ice Seal."

With a simple Star-Praying Technique, a cold aura filled the entire small building.Lin Suqing maintained a posture of holding up her skirt and leaning slightly forward, sealed inside a square block of ice.

Wu Wang thoughtfully left a gap of one finger width in front and behind her chest.

Although cultivators after Foundation Establishment had an internal circulation of qi and wouldn't suffocate, he still had to be cautious to prevent her from blaming him for the shrinkage caused by the freezing.

"Tsk tsk, you're running away, cemetery administrator."

Wu Wang walked over with his hands behind his back, looking around from all directions, gesturing with his fingers, carving a few words here and drawing a turtle there...

Art originates from a child's heart.

Wu Wang was feeling pleased with himself when he suddenly caught the muttering coming from Dongfang Mumu's room on the third floor:

"You're just doing these things after restraining her?"

In that instant, a certain young master's forehead was covered in black lines, and he looked at the block of ice in front of him, suddenly feeling a bit bored.

As if all the beauty in the mortal world had turned into pure white.

Boring.

Wu Wang raised his hands, blew a breath towards the block of ice in front of him, and turned to walk downstairs.

The block of ice dissipated.

Lin Suqing's eyes were filled with reluctance. She raised her hand to try to stop Wu Wang, but could only purse her lips and watch his departing figure.

That Sky God who gave the young master a strange illness is really wicked!

She must scold her in the future!

"Mumu! Let's have a good talk today!"

Lin Suqing raised her face, holding up her skirt as she rushed towards the second floor, and had Dongfang Mumu set up a barrier.

A moment later, in front of the attic.

Wu Wang changed into a brightly colored "kung fu suit" and began practicing Tai Chi with the sound of birds chirping and a gentle breeze.

Adapting to an elderly life in advance, voluntarily giving up the life of a young person?

No, he was pondering whether the cultivation theory from his previous life could be applied in the Great Wasteland.

Defeat the almond-eyed goddess and regain the vigor of a man!

...

At the same time, in a grand mansion in the center of a bustling city in the northeast of the Human Realm.

A powerful formation enveloped the mansion, and the interior decoration was magnificent, befitting a wealthy and noble family in the Human Realm.

What was most eye-catching was the large number of women in this place. The female guards patrolling the backyard were all women, beautiful and slender, overwhelming to the eyes.

In a warm pavilion that resembled a palace, Ji Mo, with open arms, allowed two beautiful maidservants to busy themselves, tidying up the wrinkles on his robe.

There was also a female guard holding a jade token beside him, reciting the news she had just received.

"What's going on?"

Ji Mo, who was somewhat bored, suddenly became interested.

"Wu Wang is currently the acting deputy of the Punishment Hall in the Ren Emperor's Court? He destroyed the Qiong Qi that invaded the Ren Emperor's Court and made great contributions, and also swept away all the spies in the Ten Calamities Palace?"

The female guard smiled and said, "Young Master, that's how the information is written."

"This? Hahaha!"

Ji Mo burst into laughter and said, "I knew it, no matter where Wu Wang goes, he won't be nameless. It's a pity I couldn't follow him and gain some credit."

The female guard sneered and said, "Young Master, that Qiong Qi can infiltrate the cracks in a cultivator's Dao Heart and lurk beneath their demonic thoughts. If you had gone, who knows what would have happened to you."

"Hey! That's not true!"

Ji Mo's face turned serious as he said, "How could there be cracks in my Dao Heart? Even if I'm ridiculed and mocked by others, I just smile faintly. Although I enjoy beauty, I only visit the flower houses occasionally.

If that Qiong Qi dares to come and probe me, I will make him understand what true joy is!"

The surrounding maids blushed, but spoke one after another:

"Young Master, you have a blind date today. You can't say such things!"

"Yes, Young Master, you always go to the flower houses like that. We have been serving you since we were young, and we never see you show any interest. You always go outside."

"Don't we care about our reputation? Do you know what the cultivators in the city say about us sisters?"

"It's really offensive."

"This is... cough!"

Ji Mo's face turned red. He turned around and escaped from the clutches of the two maids, laughing, "When will that girl arrive?"

The female guard said, "It seems she's already in the city. You should go to the agreed place and wait."

"Okay," Ji Mo nodded calmly, walked to a wall, and the maids on both sides pulled back the curtain, revealing a wall full of folding fans.

From paintings of beautiful women to landscape scrolls, from explicit paintings to lofty and profound works, from vibrant colors to simple ink, there was a wide variety of folding fans here, each carefully matched with a set of clothing.

Ji Mo took a landscape painting folding fan, matched it with his blue-green robe and white inner collar, and captivated countless young girls both inside and outside the mansion.

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This blind date was highly valued by his grandmother.

She even summoned him last night and instructed him to speak well with the young lady, not to lose his manners.

Ji Mo was well aware of this.

This was the path he chose for himself. Even if the blind date didn't work out, he still wanted to leave a good impression on the other party.

Today, the family member accompanying him was his second aunt; his second aunt was gentle and well-mannered, which would earn Ji Mo some extra points.

The two of them did not bring any attendants and walked towards the agreed restaurant.

Along the way, his second aunt praised the girl for her intelligence, beauty, and outstanding cultivation aptitude.

Having had more than ten blind dates before, Ji Mo folded the words he heard in half in his mind and added a sentence:

Her family background is good.

When they arrived at the restaurant that Ji Mo's family had booked early, as soon as Ji Mo and his second aunt entered, they heard some commotion behind them.

The melodious voice of a woman, like a golden oriole singing, said:"Dad, I don't want to meet this Ji Mo! I don't want to find a Dao companion! He's a playboy!"

Then, a rough male voice sighed:

"Ah, Yao Yao, how can you say that!

Young Master Ji has turned over a new leaf, he has actively pleaded with the head of the Ji family to settle down, and even publicly swore in front of several flower houses before, this time he can't be wrong.

Just give your dad a face, if you're not satisfied after meeting him, we'll go back!"

"I've seen him before, at the Emperor's Banquet!"

Oh? An acquaintance?

Ji Mo smiled slightly, flicked open the folding fan in his hand, brushed a strand of hair in front of him, and stepped out of the wine house, deliberately showing his most satisfied side to the newcomer, chanting:

"Red beans grow in the southern country, how many branches will sprout in spring.

I hope you will pick more, this is the most reminiscent."

This was the poem that Brother Wu Wang had made when he was persuading the Daoist Wancai, he remembered it...

So, half a month later.

...

In front of the loft of the Palace Master Wu Wang, in the warm sunlight.

Wu Wang was slumped in a recliner, his body weak and powerless, as if all his strength had been drained.

In the past half month, he had to go to the Palace Master Liu for practice every other day.

Each practice was mainly divided into two stages - first teaching, then getting beaten.

This Palace Master Liu was also considered one of the top ten, or even top five, masters in the Human Realm. The Evil God that was slain was the result of a joint effort by Palace Master Liu and several Transcendents.

Moreover, Palace Master Liu already had quite a few disciples, among these disciples, there were four or five who had achieved Transcendence, their strength was not to be underestimated.

With such a master guiding him, Wu Wang naturally had to seize the opportunity.

Play is play, fun is fun, but cultivation is no joke.

In just half a month, Wu Wang had already clearly felt that his power limit and control over power had both increased slightly.

In addition, his ability to withstand blows had greatly improved, and he had mastered the skill of instantly mobilizing his magical power to protect the area being hit.

Of course, he also had a little dissatisfaction with this teacher Liu.

Palace Master Liu asked him to forget the North Wilderness combat skills and start practicing from the most basic punches and kicks, which somewhat looked down on the North Wilderness combat skills.

His own father, Xiong Han of the Bear Hug Clan, if he had the same strength as Palace Master Liu, it would not necessarily be clear who would win or lose in a fight.

Humph.

"Young Master!"

Lin Suqing hummed a tune and jumped out from inside the house, holding a piece of clothing in her hand, "Look!"

"What..."

Wu Wang replied weakly, seeing Lin Suqing had already shaken out the clothing, a pair of brown trousers appeared in front of him.

The young master was thin-skinned and subconsciously glanced around.

"Put it away, it's embarrassing if someone sees it."

"Oh," Lin Suqing held the trousers in front of her, came up like offering a treasure, "Feel this material."

"What's wrong with the material?"

Wu Wang was a little puzzled, but when he touched it, he felt that the material was soft and light, and didn't seem to have much weight.

Lin Suqing introduced with pride:

"This is a fabric made from the silk of a thousand-year-old monster's food, the Shen silkworm. It is fire-resistant, can be stretched at will, and can resist the exploration of spiritual and immortal consciousness.

The biggest advantage is that it doesn't feel sticky when it gets wet. Every time you come back from a medicinal bath wearing trousers, I feel uncomfortable watching you. It'll be better if you change into this."

Wu Wang's eyes lit up, he perked up and took the trousers, rubbing them in his hands.

"Get me dozens of pairs for backup."

Lin Suqing slipped under her feet and exclaimed, "This material is hard to find! I spent a lot to exchange for a little bit! There are not dozens of pairs! At most there are a few pairs!"

"Are we out of money?"

"Of course we have, but we also need to save. Isn't it a waste to have dozens of pairs of the same trousers."

Wu Wang said, "What's wrong with dozens of pairs of trousers? Brother Ji has tens of thousands of fairy skirts in his storage magic weapon!"

"Ew, that's disgusting."

"How is it disgusting? You have to respect other people's preferences! Aren't the basic structures of robes and skirts the same?"

Wu Wang covered the trousers on his body, a few words seemed to have exhausted all his strength, he weakly said:

"I'll have Renhuang Pavilion get some silkworm silk later.

Suqing, go make me some food, I can't recover my strength if I don't eat now."

Lin Suqing agreed, and was about to ask how to set the menu; but before she could open her mouth, several immortal soldiers flew towards the front of the loft at the same time, landing in a group ten feet away from the small building, all bowing their heads and saluting.

"Greetings to Palace Master Wu Wang!"

Wu Wang sat up, saying seriously, "What's the matter?"

The four immortal soldiers looked at each other, and one immediately said:

"Palace Master, the Mysterious Female Sect has sent a letter, the Holy Maiden Ling of Tianyan wants to come to Renhuang Pavilion to congratulate you, I don't know if the Palace Master has time to meet."

Wu Wang said, "Of course I have time, just let the Xianfan Hall handle the procedures, and please don't make it difficult for Ling."

"Yes!"

Another immortal soldier said, "The deputy pavilion master sent me to ask, how should Daoist Wancai be dealt with, the other five god sons have already been transferred to the Punishment Hall today."

Wu Wang nodded slightly, saying, "I will deal with this matter later, is there any urgent matter?"

"Yes, Palace Master," an immortal soldier whispered, "Young Master Ji Mo of the Ji family has just arrived at the main pavilion, he is now waiting in the guest hall, he said he has an urgent matter to discuss with you."

"Don't see him, next."

No!

The immortal soldier was indeed stunned, but just as he was about to retreat, he was pulled by the arm by an immortal soldier next to him.

The last immortal soldier handed over a communication jade symbol, Lin Suqing stepped forward to receive it, and presented it to Wu Wang.

"Palace Master, this is a message from the head of the Ji family to you, also saying it's urgent."

Oh? Brother Ji's blind date really had a problem?

Wu Wang suddenly... wasn't sleepy anymore.