Chapter 629: How Can This Be Considered Dual Cultivation?

In the giant well, the Yin tide was like a river wave, slapping against the well wall, roaring like thunder.

The tall White Paper City Lord and Unlike Ning Zhuo looked at each other.

Her paper clone was about to speak, but the City Lord's true body had already spoken first: "Don't stop."

Yang Sanyan and Wen Ruanyu:...

These words were naturally said to Unlike Ning Zhuo.

You say don't stop, so I won't stop?

Unlike Ning Zhuo decisively stopped, took a step back, and cupped his hands in salute: "Junior Unlike Ning Zhuo, mother Meng Meng Yaoyin, pays respects to the White Paper City Lord!"

The White Paper City Lord's gaze did not shift, still staring at Unlike Ning Zhuo, but her expression changed slightly, revealing a look of interest.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's response was very interesting.

You could say he was polite, but he directly disobeyed the White Paper City Lord's order to "don't stop" and stopped directly.

But you could say he was rude and didn't put the White Paper City Lord in his eyes, but he respectfully saluted, leaving no room for criticism.

The paper clone then flew to the side of the true body: "True body, many things happened while you were in a coma."

The City Lord's true body then turned her gaze and nodded slightly to her clone.

The next moment, she released the defense and allowed the paper clone to approach.

The clone held the true body's hand, and in

"City Lord..." Wen Ruanyu sighed.

After such a long time, he had finally seen the City Lord's true body, but the latter was clearly in terrible condition and had no way to wake up at all.

Yang Sanyan narrowed his eyes; this was his first time seeing the current City Lord of White Paper Xiancheng.

Even with his broad horizons and cold heart, he was captured at this moment by the charming appearance of the White Paper City Lord.

This was still while she was in a coma; it was hard to imagine what kind of aloof, strong woman's demeanor she would have when she opened her eyes.

The yin energy in the well was boiling, slapping like thunder.

And the White Paper City Lord, who was at the very center, was like an amber of time. All the violence, within a few feet of her body, seemed to be suppressed by an invisible absolute will originating from herself, becoming viscous and slow.

The White Paper City Lord was like a ten-thousand-year-old black ice thrown into an ink sea; not only was she not corroded or melted, but she was crazily assimilating and absorbing this energy that was enough to destroy everything.

Every slow rise and fall seemed to be an unconscious breath of hers, swallowing the vast yin energy into her body.

Her skin, which was occasionally exposed, was already covered in a cyan color, like ghost skin. Combined with her majesty, it made people feel like they were meeting a Prefect of the Underworld!

The City Lord's paper clone let out a long sigh: "This is the current state of my true body. For the sake of the entire White Paper Xiancheng, she has borne the vast majority of the yin energy, to the point that she fell into a coma many years ago and is difficult to wake."

Wen Ruanyu stared and examined her, his expression incomparably heavy: "The City Lord was originally a cultivator of the yang world; the yang energy in her body should be far greater than the yin energy. But in this current state, because she has borne too much yin energy, she is almost hanging by a thread!"

"What can be done about this?"

The paper clone shook her head: "I have secretly thought of countless methods, but none have been effective. The main reason is that the true body is dying; the methods cannot be too intense. Breaking the balance even slightly would cause this fragile state to fall apart, causing the true body to die instantly!"

"However, if the methods are not intense, how can they be effective against this mountain-like and sea-like yin tide?"

As if she had been stifled for too long and had finally found someone to confide in, the paper clone continued to complain: "Over these years, for the sake of the overall situation of the Xiancheng, I have been hiding the true situation of my body and sealing the true body here."

"Having no other choice, I, this clone, have had to play the role of the true body myself to handle certain situations."

Yang Sanyan frowned tightly.

If the true body is in this situation and cannot be woken up at all, how can a Divine Contract be signed?

Signing it with just the clone would greatly discount the binding force.

"The sect's intelligence is correct."

"The current White Paper City Lord is an ambitious woman with a strong desire for control. Even though her situation is so difficult and dangerous, she has never been willing to let go of her power, stubbornly insisting on holding on in secret for so many years."

If this situation were leaked, the position of the White Paper City Lord would inevitably be challenged many times.

Her true body is unable to fight and would very easily be ousted from the position of City Lord by others.

Yang Sanyan took out the Divine Contract: "City Lord, I didn't expect your situation to be so terrible. If your true body cannot be woken up, signing this Divine Contract will make it difficult for us to obtain the most basic trust between us!"

"How should this problem be solved?"

The paper clone had a bitter expression and slowly shook her head.

Wen Ruanyu suddenly said: "So that's how it is; that's why the City Lord has been recruiting male concubines so widely."

"It is all because the true body is in a coma; only by letting others perform dual cultivation, with the other party taking the lead, can yin and yang merge to reduce the burden of yin energy on the City Lord's true body."

"Moreover, yin-yang dual cultivation is profound and extraordinary; it is a great principle between heaven and earth. Even if the yin energy is like a sea, it must obediently transform, rather than using a flood against a spark to directly extinguish it."

The paper clone continued: "But it is a pity that I have channeled the yin energy in my body according to the formation to the Hidden Yang Mansion, the Yang-Strengthening Courtyard, and other places. Even if many male concubines work together, it is just a drop in the bucket compared to the total amount of yin energy, only enough to barely maintain the dying state."

"The yang energy of that Jin Yan Fork is not dual cultivation, and it is mixed with demon energy, which is fundamentally unsuitable for my true body."

"The reason it was displayed was just to give everyone a thought and a hope."

Unlike Ning Zhuo's emotions fluctuated for a moment.

He thought of Sun Sun Tiesheng, who had ruined his own path because of this and was forced to transform into half-human and half-demon.

If Sun Sun Tiesheng heard these words, what kind of mood would he be in?

Sun Sun Tiesheng was already dead, and Shen Bing and Chen Sui had also died because of the Jin Yan Fork.

If they knew that this was just a trap set by the City Lord, what kind of thoughts would they have?

Even Zheng Shoumo had been played.

Because of the matter of the Jin Yan Fork recognizing its master, he had acted repeatedly, and because his actions were hasty, he revealed flaws, which was how Unlike Ning Zhuo caught his tail.

However, come to think of it, Unlike Ning Zhuo was also a person who fanned the flames in this regard.

If it weren't for the plan he and Wen Ruanyu designed, they wouldn't have established the Spirit Contract Treasure-Refining Formation in the Yang-Strengthening Courtyard and caused such a huge commotion.

"Then what about Li Xiangshang?" Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart stirred.

Li Xiangshang was sent by the White-Headed Dragon Lord.

"How much does he know, and what kind of agreement does he have with the White Paper City Lord?"

"Is Li Xiangshang also a person fanning the flames, only he himself doesn't know this point?"

Thinking of this, Unlike Ning Zhuo had a brand-new understanding of the psychedelic situation in White Paper Xiancheng.

The real overall situation is the hundred-year conspiracy of the Wangchuan Prefect. Under the grand ceremony of the Heavenly Ghost Transformation and Offering Tribulation, White Paper Xiancheng has already been designated by him as a place for blood sacrifice.

"My mother knew about this news through the Gray Bone Elder, but she did not inform the White Paper City Lord."

"Then, does the White Paper City Lord know about this?"

On the chessboard of the Wangchuan Prefect, the White Paper City Lord is a chess piece, and White Paper Xiancheng is the fish meat he wants to slaughter.

And on the chessboard of the White Paper City Lord, the Jin Yan Fork is her prop, and the Mourning Music Youling, Wen Ruanyu, and even Unlike Ning Zhuo are her chess pieces. Sun Sun Tiesheng, Shen Bing, Chen Sui, and many other male concubines are her discarded pieces. Li Xiangshang should also be a chess piece, but whether the White-Headed Dragon Lord is one, Unlike Ning Zhuo finds it difficult to judge.

"What the mysterious organization is, I am not yet qualified to know. Only after joining the Wanxiang Sect will I have subsequent opportunities."

"The message left by my mother makes me a chess piece on the surface, but secretly I have the possibility of becoming a chess player."

"Yang Sanyan wants the City Lord's true body to sign the Divine Contract, which is beneficial to me."

The White Paper City Lord has generously subsidized Unlike Ning Zhuo, not sparing rewards, and even her support for the Qingjiao Army was generous and grand.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have long since been devoted and offered loyalty.

But Unlike Ning Zhuo is not an ordinary person.

He saw the situation clearly and also learned the true nature and character of the White Paper City Lord.

Therefore, he decisively chose to stand with the Wanxiang Sect.

"Is the White Paper City Lord an accomplice of Zheng Shoumo?"

"This question is very critical!"

"If she is, I will never risk getting involved in the Heavenly Ghost Transformation and Offering Tribulation Ceremony."

Because according to Yang Sanyan's statement, Unlike Ning Zhuo's mother was very likely harmed by the mysterious organization. Then, the message left by Meng Meng Yaoyin was lower in level than this mysterious organization.

It is even very likely that the message she left had long been known to the mysterious organization, and it was just deliberately kept.

Thinking of this, Unlike Ning Zhuo had already understood the current key: "The City Lord's true body must be woken up."

With his thoughts settled, he acted decisively.

Immediately, he opened his mouth to break the silence: "It is actually not difficult to wake up the City Lord."

One sentence immediately attracted the attention of everyone present to Unlike Ning Zhuo.

"You have a way?" Yang Sanyan was curious.

Unlike Ning Zhuo bowed, his face serious, and said solemnly: "I would like to inform you all that I know a little about medical skills. I have a trick that can just solve the awkward situation the City Lord's true body is in right now."

Yang Sanyan nodded decisively: "Then please show us this trick, little brother."

Wen Ruanyu responded with expectation.

The paper clone pondered and said: "That is fine, but I must supervise the whole process closely."

"Naturally." Unlike Ning Zhuo smiled, "This medical skill of mine is not something that cannot be watched by outsiders."

"Please." The paper clone reached out.

She manipulated the formation to let the black water yin tide support the true body, slowly floating up to the well wall.

Unlike Ning Zhuo stood in front of the City Lord's true body.

Being close, he realized that the City Lord was very tall, almost nine feet.

He reached out decisively, approaching the City Lord's body.

With three feet still to go, Unlike Ning Zhuo felt his palm being pricked by needles.

The yin energy contained in the City Lord's true body was truly terrifyingly abundant!

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, they would have died long ago. It was only because the White Paper City Lord relied on her own talent that she achieved such an exaggerated degree.

Unlike Ning Zhuo wisely stopped, his palm aimed at the City Lord's true body, three feet away.

The paper clone, Yang Sanyan, and Wen Ruanyu all stared unblinkingly at Unlike Ning Zhuo's movements.

To the surprise of the three, Unlike Ning Zhuo did not activate any medical skills, but instead sprayed a burst of yang energy directly from his palm.

The paper clone immediately showed a look of disappointment.

She thought Unlike Ning Zhuo could perform some mysterious medical skill; she didn't expect it to still be the old routine of yin-yang dual cultivation.

"Unlike Ning Zhuo is only at the Foundation Establishment stage; his combat power is fierce, but he is still too young after all. How much yang energy can he have?"

"Hmm?!"

The next moment, the expression of the paper clone changed.

She saw with astonishment that after this burst of yang energy sprayed out, it didn't need Unlike Ning Zhuo to manipulate it at all, nor did it need him to preside over dual cultivation; it actually went directly into the White Paper City Lord's true body, like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

During this process, the yang energy quickly merged with the yin energy.

And this merging was extremely fast and highly efficient; it was simply perfect!

Yang Sanyan and Wen Ruanyu, who noticed this scene, also showed strange expressions and looked at Unlike Ning Zhuo with new eyes.

"Strange! What kind of method is this? The yang energy refined is extremely close to the true body, simply as if it were the true body's own!" The City Lord clone exclaimed.

Wen Ruanyu nodded and praised: "Although little friend Unlike Ning Zhuo's cultivation is low, his methods are extraordinary and repeatedly surprise people."

Yang Sanyan: "Rather than calling it medical skill, it's better to call it a dual cultivation method, right? I didn't expect you, Unlike Ning Zhuo, to be so proficient in dual cultivation!"

"Cough, cough, cough." Unlike Ning Zhuo coughed repeatedly, "How can this be considered dual cultivation?"

"Exchanging primordial yang and primordial yin is what counts as dual cultivation!"

"This level is just me producing some cultivation resources for the City Lord to use."

"Senior Yang, I still have to join the Wanxiang Sect in the future; I am still young, please don't ruin my reputation!"

Yang Sanyan blinked: "This method of yours is extremely mysterious! It seems you can refine your own yang energy according to different objects, making it perfectly fit someone."

"Incredible!"

"If this were exposed, I don't know how many female cultivators would want to cultivate with you."

Unlike Ning Zhuo coughed twice more: "This method consumes my foundation and cannot be abused, nor can it be used often. It's just that the situation is pressing, and I have no choice. I hope everyone here will keep it a secret for me!"

Yang Sanyan: "I won't say anything."

Wen Ruanyu: "A gentleman keeps his mouth shut."

The paper clone said: "As expected of the savior of our Xiancheng. Young Master Unlike Ning Zhuo, your methods are mysterious and truly repeatedly surprise people. Sigh, it has exhausted your foundation; the reward this time will certainly not be small! I hope you will do more to save my true body, which is also saving the entire White Paper City."

Unlike Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth, pretending to have exhausted all his strength.

He secretly activated the Demon-Dyed Blood Tendon Art, mobilizing his own blood energy to make his face turn pale quickly.

In reality, the yang energy he sprayed out all came from the Yin-Yang One-Qi Pot; essentially, it was the yin energy of the White Paper Xiancheng's City Lord that had been converted, and it had nothing to do with him at all.

A moment later, the eyelids of the White Paper City Lord's true body loosened and slowly opened; the first thing she did was stare at the big-headed boy who was dual-cultivating with her.