The Weige Pill

The faces of Ninth Elder Zhao Bo, the other high-ranking members of the Zhao family, and the crowd watching the Peak Competition instantly turned as gloomy as stagnant water.

The reason was simple-

Every single cultivator falling from the sky belonged to the Zhao family. Combined with Zhao Qingbo's sudden exit just moments before, it took no genius to realize that Ning Fan had taken action, ruthlessly sweeping Zhao Qingbo and her surrounding lackeys straight out of the Yin Yang Tower.

"Ning Fan."

A voice devoid of joy or sorrow sounded. Though it wasn't loud, it resonated clearly in the ears of every high-ranking cultivator seated in the viewing stands.

Numerous subtle, searching glances drifted toward the source, landing on the ancient, weathered face of Zhao Qian. None of them could detect the slightest ripple of emotion on his placid, unreadable expression.

Yet everyone knew.

This particular patriarch, one of the primary decision-makers of the Zhao family, was truly enraged.

"..."

Beside him, Zhao Wuqing maintained an equally profound, inscrutable expression. Cultivators of her caliber could easily conceal their true feelings from the naked eye.

The onlookers assumed she was just as furious.

In reality, she was anything but.

Deep within Zhao Wuqing's eyes flickered a glint of schadenfreude and immense satisfaction. She hadn't expected Ning Fan to be quite this efficient.

He had already started purging her rivals on the very second floor.

Excellent.

The other Zhao disciples were mere small fry, but Zhao Qingbo's premature exit-especially from the second floor-gave Zhao Wuqing the perfect ammunition to humiliate and suppress Zhao Bo.

"Let the tournament continue."

"It seems this year's Peak Competition will be far more entertaining than we anticipated."

A commanding voice rang out from the highest seat, instantly quelling the murmurs of the crowd. The speaker was none other than the Ancestor whom Lingxu Fairy had previously mentioned.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of the Yin Yang Tower.

Clap, clap-

Ning Fan dusted off his hands as if he had just performed a completely trivial chore, having sent the last Zhao family disciple bearing the plum blossom insignia packing.

In truth, compared to his grueling battle with Zhao Qingbo, dealing with these ordinary disciples was utterly trivial.

"..."

Ning Fan swept his gaze across the floor. Overawed by his lightning-fast, brutal methods, anyone who caught his eye immediately looked away, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Thank you..."

A barely audible voice drifted over. Surprisingly, the one offering his gratitude was Yun Zhan, who was still sprawled on the ground.

By expelling Zhao Qingbo, Ning Fan had inadvertently liberated him. Even without a dedicated Dao companion, a cultivator possessing a Dual-Cultivation Physique would have no trouble finding willing partners.

With any luck, Yun Zhan could use the chaos of the Peak Competition to slip away from Zhao Qingbo's clutches for good.

"Take care of yourself,"

Ning Fan gave him a brief glance, then walked toward the barrier he and Yun Qingyao had selected. Raising his hand, he shattered the glowing boundary with a single palm strike.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ning Fan and Yun Qingyao stepped inside. As the barrier slowly regenerated behind them, it completely cut off the outside world.

Only then did the surrounding cultivators begin to disperse.

Even though the barrier Ning Fan had claimed was the largest in the vicinity, no one dared to voice an objection. After witnessing his terrifying strength, nobody wanted to court disaster.

Once inside the private chamber, Ning Fan immediately pulled Yun Qingyao into his arms, tossed her onto the soft bed, and initiated their cultivation session.

Moments later, a bright white light flickered.

Sensing two distinct legal connections, Ning Fan selected Lingxu Fairy. Realizing that resistance was utterly futile, she accepted the summons, and her figure quickly materialized on the bed.

"..."

Lingxu Fairy had resigned herself to her fate, making no further attempts to struggle. Instead, she immersed her consciousness into the cultivation cycle. For her, this was the absolute best opportunity to absorb the pure Yin Yang Qi.

Ning Fan produced another three thousand Spirit Stones. The stones instantly began drawing in the ambient Yin Yang Qi, taking on a delicate, translucent pink hue.

"Disciple Ning Fan... are you perhaps feeling a bit deficient?"

In the midst of their dual cultivation, Lingxu Fairy's voice suddenly broke the silence.

Ning Fan froze for a moment, completely caught off guard by her words.

"..."

He wanted to object, but a wave of genuine exhaustion was currently washing through his limbs. It was the natural aftereffect of unleashing a Treasure Art.

There was no avoiding it; Treasure Arts did not drain a cultivator's spiritual power, but they exacted a heavy toll on one's vital blood-Qi.

A temporary technique of weakness was entirely normal.

"Are you truly spent?"

"And on the second floor, no less?"

"..."

Lingxu Fairy narrowed her eyes slightly. She had only intended to tease him, but judging by his stiff reaction, she had clearly struck a nerve.

"I had no choice. I just deployed a Treasure Art, so my blood-Qi is somewhat depleted," Ning Fan admitted honestly.

"A... a Treasure Art?!"

Lingxu Fairy stiffened, a look of utter disbelief flashing across her eyes.

She knew exactly what a Treasure Art represented, but as far as she was concerned, it should have been completely impossible for someone of Ning Fan's level to master one.

"Indeed, a Treasure Art. I must express my deepest gratitude to Her Highness the Saintess for bestowing such a magnificent gift upon this disciple,"

Ning Fan flashed a mischievous grin.

"Thanking me?"

Lingxu Fairy's brow furrowed in confusion. A moment later, a sudden realization struck her, and her eyes widened in sheer horror.

"Don't tell me... it was that corpse?!"

Hiss-

Ning Fan gasped as a sudden, reflexive tightening caught him off guard, making him painfully aware of the emotional tempest currently raging inside Lingxu Fairy. It made perfect sense; she had freely given him a pair of highly valuable Beast Soul Bones. Now that she knew the truth, she must be drowning in a sea of regret.

After all, not even Lingxu Fairy herself had managed to master a Treasure Art.

Who could have guessed that a common Flesh Puppet would actually drop a pair of Beast Soul Bones? The probability of such an occurrence was practically one in ten thousand!

Yet Ning Fan had somehow stumbled into that monstrous stroke of luck.

"Your Highness, could you please calm your emotions? You are making things very difficult for this disciple,"

Ning Fan gritted his teeth.

In his experience, the true gauge of harmony during dual cultivation was whether one's partner suddenly clamped down unexpectedly due to shock. If this were Ye Honglian, she would have maintained flawless control over her physical reactions even if she received world-shattering news, ensuring she never caused him discomfort.

Lingxu Fairy was still far from reaching that level of mastery.

"Return it to me!"

Lingxu Fairy demanded, abandoning all pretense of dignity.

"Return what?" Ning Fan played dumb.

"The Beast Soul Bones. That treasure belongs to this Saintess."

"But Your Highness, you already gifted that corpse to me. Demanding it back now seems a bit beneath your stature, don't you think?"

Lingxu Fairy: "..."

She fell silent, recognizing the flawless logic in his words. Yet the sheer agony of letting a priceless Treasure Art slip through her fingers was almost too much to bear.

"Disciple Ning Fan, do you still have enough medicinal pills on hand?"

Lingxu Fairy abruptly changed the subject.

"Pills? If Your Highness is referring to the 'Shenbao' pills, I still have plenty left. They should suffice,"

Ning Fan replied.

"No."

Lingxu Fairy shook her head with absolute gravity. "I am not speaking of Shenbao. I am referring to the 'Weige Pill'."

"The Weige Pill?" Ning Fan blinked. What kind of pill was that?

"While Shenbao focuses on replenishing one's vital energy, the Weige Pill is designed to ignite a soaring, unyielding fighting spirit. Its name is derived from a sacred concept: 'When consumed during arduous cultivation, it empowers the user to make their partner sing great, glorious songs.' With the potent backing of the Weige Pill, you will never have to worry about a lackluster performance again."

Lingxu Fairy explained, her face the absolute picture of solemn, deadpan earnestness.

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