Chapter 45: True Yin Body! Best Cauldron!

Jiang Ye did not rush on his way, but stopped for a while at a tea stall in the East Market of the prefecture city.

In the time it took to drink a cup of coarse tea, he had inquired about the background of the Profound Heaven Sect.

The Profound Heaven Sect is located in the Profound Heaven Mountain in the east of the prefecture city.

The mountain gate is majestic, covering a hundred miles, with many disciples, and is the well-deserved martial arts holy land of the eighteen counties of Yunling Prefecture.

The sect is divided into the outer sect and the inner sect.

The conditions for accepting disciples in the outer sect are extremely harsh—under 16 years old, with medium-to-high bone structure, to be eligible to enter.

Even so, young men and women coming to try their luck every day are still endless, crowding the square in front of the mountain gate.

Entering the outer sect is just the starting point.

Once a year, there is a selection, and only the outstanding ones with the fastest cultivation progress can be promoted to the inner sect and become true "Profound Heaven Disciples".

And within the inner sect, there is a division of six peaks.

They are Golden Star Peak, Green Wood Peak, Profound Water Peak, Heavenly Yang Peak, and Thick Earth Peak.

The one in the middle is the Dwelling Peak, the Sect Master's residence, and also the core of the sect.

Between the peaks, the focus of cultivation is different.

And Wen Yueyao is an inner sect disciple from Heavenly Yang Peak.

"What a terrifying foundation."

Jiang Ye put down the tea bowl, a complex exclamation flashing in his aged eyes.

Just these few words were enough for him to catch a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of that behemoth.

"Good, just right to open my eyes!"

He didn't delay any longer, paid the tea money, and stepped toward the east.

The size of Yunling Prefecture far exceeded his imagination.

Passing through seven or eight long streets and walking more than ten miles, the houses on both sides were still endless, and the flow of people was still rubbing shoulders.

After walking for another half an hour, the street ahead gradually widened, pedestrians became sparse, and instead, there were teams of young disciples wearing uniform attire and carrying weapons at their waists.

They walked in groups of three or five, laughing and talking, or walking fast alone, looking hurried.

Without exception, they were all heading in the same direction.

Jiang Ye looked along the flow of people, his pupils shrinking slightly.

In the distance, a majestic mountain gate suddenly came into view.

The mountain gate was more than ten zhang high, supported by two white marble stone pillars as thick as a person's embrace.

Intricate cloud patterns and cranes were carved on the stone pillars, lifelike, as if they would soar away at any time.

Above the crossbeam, three gilded large characters shone brightly in the sun—

"Profound Heaven Sect"

The handwriting was elegant and otherworldly, yet exuded a majesty that looked down on the world.

Every stroke seemed to contain some mysterious rhythm, and looking at it for a few more times actually made people feel dizzy and fascinated.

Behind the mountain gate was a wide blue stone staircase, winding upward, leading straight to the mountainside.

On both sides of the stairs, ancient trees towered, branches and leaves intertwined, screening the afternoon sun into a piece of mottled light and shadow.

Jiang Ye took a deep breath and followed the flow of people up the stairs.

About a cup of incense's time later, the field of vision in front of him suddenly opened up.

That was a huge square, hundreds of zhang in radius.

The ground was paved with blue-gray stone slabs, flat as a mirror.

Around the square were continuous pavilions and halls, with flying eaves and bucket arches, carved beams and painted buildings, exuding an ancient and solemn atmosphere.

In the center of the square, there was a long queue, winding like a snake, with hundreds of people.

Most of those people were young men and women, the oldest only in their early twenties.

They were dressed differently, including children from poor families in coarse cloth and young masters and misses from wealthy families in brocade clothes.

At this moment, they were all honestly lining up, stretching their necks and looking toward the front of the queue.

Jiang Ye inquired a little, only to know that these people were all here to join the sect.

At the front of the queue, two black wood long tables were placed.

Behind the tables sat two young disciples wearing Profound Heaven Sect attire, who were touching bones for those in line one by one, one hand pressing on the top of the other's head, one hand pinching the other's wrist bone, and reporting the quality of aptitude after a while.

Those with medium-to-high bone structure wept with joy and were led to the side for registration, while those with medium-to-low or low quality left dejectedly.

"Every day there are so many people wanting to join the sect... no wonder the sect is prosperous."

Jiang Ye sighed in his heart, touched the warm black iron token in his bosom, did not rush forward, but silently lined up at the end of the queue.

As soon as he stood there, the surrounding gazes gathered all at once.

An old man over seventy, with gray hair, mixed in a group of teenagers, the scene was indeed a bit strange.

Those teenagers looked at each other, all showing strange expressions on their faces, but no one asked more.

After all, it was in front of the Profound Heaven Sect, and no one dared to act presumptuously.

At this time.

"Why is there still an old thing coming to join in the fun!"

A crisp and pleasant, but slightly mean female voice sounded.

Jiang Ye's eyes flashed with a hidden cold glint.

People who greeted him along the way basically called him Uncle Jiang.

This one who called him an old thing as soon as she opened her mouth... was the first one!

Jiang Ye looked in the direction of the sound.

Five or six steps ahead of the queue, stood a man and a woman.

The young girl was wearing a form-fitting ink-black long dress.

The skirt reached her ankles, the waist was pulled very tight, outlining the full chest and the slender waist that could be held in one hand.

The neckline was slightly open, revealing a section of white neck and exquisite collarbone, and below the collarbone, it was vaguely visible.

Her face was pretty, but her brows and eyes exuded a seductive style inconsistent with her age, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, her lips bright red, looking at him with a smile, her eyes full of undisguised disgust and playfulness.

Beside her stood a young man of similar age.

The young man wore a moon-white brocade robe, the fabric smooth as water, gleaming with soft luster in the sun, and exquisite silver cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar, which looked expensive at a glance.

His skin was white enough to be almost transparent, his features handsome, but between his brows exuded an arrogant and domineering spirit of being spoiled.

At this moment, he was holding the young girl's slender waist, tilting his head slightly, sizing up Jiang Ye with full disdain.

"Brother Hua, look, that old thing still dares to glare at me!"

The young girl in the black long dress grabbed the young man's arm and spoke in a sticky tone.

While speaking, she glanced at Jiang Ye sideways with those seductive eyes.

The young man immediately looked at Jiang Ye with full disdain and said coldly: "Old thing, try glaring again!"

Jiang Ye looked at him with an unchanging expression.

"Old thing, you..."

Seeing that Jiang Ye was not afraid of his threat at all, the young man suddenly flushed, about to curse angrily.

Not far away, a Profound Heaven Sect disciple responsible for maintaining order in the square seemed to hear the movement here and turned slightly.

The young man could only suppress his anger and gritted his teeth at the young girl behind him:

"Qinghuan, don't be anxious, wait until I join the Profound Heaven Sect and then clean up that old thing; just endure it for now."

The young girl pursed her red lips, nodded with some unwillingness, her voice still sweet and greasy: "Hmm, I listen to Brother Hua."

Immediately, the two glared at Jiang Ye fiercely with a tacit understanding, then turned around, not wanting to see him.

Jiang Ye looked at the two figures indifferently, the expression on his face not changing much.

About half an hour later, it was finally the turn of that pair of teenagers to have their bones touched.

The ink-skirt young girl named Qinghuan stepped forward gracefully, her slender waist twisting into a moving arc, attracting the straight gazes of many teenagers behind her.

She stood still in front of the black wood table, stretched out her white wrist, a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, clearly quite confident in her aptitude.

The Profound Heaven Sect disciple responsible for touching bones raised his hand to press on the top of her head, and pinched her wrist bone again, his expression normal at first.

But after a moment, his fingers suddenly paused!

Swish!

He bounced off the chair, not even caring to help up the chair that had fallen to the ground.

That originally calm face was now full of shock, his eyes widened, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to jump out of their sockets.

He stared dead at the young girl, his gaze shockingly scorching, wishing he could swallow her in one bite, and let out an exclamation from his mouth:

"You—you are actually a True Yin Body!!!"

This exclamation was like a thunderclap, instantly causing the entire square to fall into dead silence.

The other disciple who was about to touch the young man's bones turned around suddenly, pushed the young man away, stepped forward, and touched the young girl's bones and took her pulse again.

His movements were urgent and careful, as if touching a rare treasure.

A moment later, he raised his head, a bright and shocking light bursting forth in his eyes, his voice even trembling:

"It... it really is the legendary True Yin Body!!!"

The entire square exploded.

"What... what is a True Yin Body?"

"Never heard of it..."

"Is this woman some kind of genius?"

"The two Profound Heaven Sect disciples are so excited, it must be something extraordinary!"

The chattering discussion buzzed, and hundreds of gazes fell on the ink-skirt young girl.

The young girl was a bit stunned by this sudden attention, her red lips slightly open, not knowing how to react for a while.

At this time, a young man wearing a gray brocade robe walked out of the crowd.

He had a handsome face, an elegant temperament, and exuded a faint scholarly aura.

He bowed to the two Profound Heaven Sect disciples and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Two senior brothers, the younger brother once saw a record about 'True Yin Body' in an ancient book."

"It is said that women with this constitution have extremely pure virgin True Yin. If absorbed by a man, below the Embracing the Pill Realm, it not only helps in breaking through the realm but also cleanses the body and tempers the tendons and bones. I don't know if the younger brother is right?"

The two Profound Heaven Sect disciples looked at him with some surprise, nodded slightly, and added a few points of praise in their tone:

"I didn't expect you to have such knowledge at such a young age. That is indeed the case."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

"Getting her virgin True Yin can break through the realm?!"

"My god, is it true? There is actually such a constitution!!!"

"Isn't this an excellent cauldron!!!"

Countless gazes focused on the young girl again, but this time, the gaze was no longer just curiosity and envy, but full of madness, undisguised heat, and greed.

The eyes of those young men turned red, and their breathing became heavy, as if they were not staring at a living person, but at a fairy herb that could allow them to step into the sky in one step.

Swept by these gazes, the young girl trembled, and a hint of panic finally appeared on her pretty face.

She subconsciously leaned toward the young man beside her and grabbed his sleeve.

"Hahahahahahaha!!!"

And the young man beside her looked at her with fiery eyes, unable to help but laugh wildly:

"Qinghuan!!! My good Qinghuan!!!"

"You are indeed the woman who can bring me good fortune!!!"

"I love you to death!!!"

In the crowd, Jiang Ye looked at the young man laughing wildly with pity.

This silly boy.

Your Qinghuan will soon have a new love.