Chapter 37
"Good, it's a deal. From now on, you are my, Yin Linglong's, fiancé. Once we return to the Yin family and pay respects to the Yin family ancestors and perform the grand ceremony, you will be my Yin family's son-in-law and my, Yin Linglong's, true husband."
Yin Linglong said decisively, then fished out a black ring about an inch in size from her waist, and said with a solemn expression:
"Extend your hand. This is the Yin family token. As long as you wear it, no one can deny that you are a member of the Yin family." As she spoke, the woman placed a finger in her mouth and bit it lightly, dripping a bead of blood from her fair fingertip, which flashed and merged into the black ring.
The ring made a "buzzing" sound and instantly grew a bit larger.
Wang Yu extended his palm in surprise, and the woman grabbed one of his fingers and deftly slipped the ring onto it.
The black ring, which had been somewhat loose, flashed with a black light the moment it was put on his finger and actually shrank, becoming a perfect fit.
"Is this a magical artifact?" Wang Yu was moved upon seeing this.
"This is my Yin family's ancestral token. It doesn't count as a formal magical artifact, but only the essence blood of our Yin family's direct line can truly control it. It can locate people and verify identities; it is quite practical. You must not lose it," Yin Linglong instructed.
"It probably wouldn't be easy to lose this thing, would it?" Wang Yu tried to take the ring off his finger again, but the black ring remained motionless as if it had taken root, making him unable to help but smile bitterly.
"Taking it off is still quite easy. Aside from our Yin family's direct essence blood, a cultivator above the Foundation Establishment stage acting or directly cutting off the finger can both achieve it," the stunning woman glanced at Wang Yu and said with a charming smile.
This smile was incredibly charming, like a hundred flowers in full bloom, adding a touch of allure to the woman's beauty.
Wang Yu was instantly stunned, staring fixedly at the woman's near-perfect face, unable to bear moving his gaze away for even a fraction.
"Pah, what are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyeballs out." Seeing Wang Yu's gaze so blatant, a blush couldn't help but rise on Yin Linglong's jade-like face. She spat lightly, her words fierce, but her tone was extremely shy.
"Who told you to look so beautiful when you smile? Besides, I am your fiancé now, what's wrong with looking a few more times?" Wang Yu replied nonchalantly, his gaze still somewhat reluctant to leave the woman's face.
"You don't look very old, how can you be so frivolous? By the way, what is your name, how old are you, and what is your background? I am twenty-one this year, with a Qi Refinement Level 5 cultivation. Mrs. Yin was actually my grandmother, but she passed away suddenly five years ago. I only impersonated her to continue working as a secret guard at the Hundred Treasures Pavilion for the sake of spirit stones." Yin Linglong's face was flushed, but she changed the subject and asked Wang Yu very naturally.
"My full name is Wang Yu, I am thirteen this year—no, I should be fourteen. As for my background, I'm just someone from Huang Shi City. I accidentally apprenticed under a rogue cultivator and only then learned of the existence of cultivators." Wang Yu touched his face and replied thoughtfully.
"What, impossible, you are only this young!" This time, it was the stunning woman's turn to be startled, seemingly not believing it at all.
"After my bloodline half-awakened, both my body and mind grew faster than my peers. You wouldn't be wrong to think of me as eighteen or nineteen. But if you want to go back on your word and break off the engagement now, it's too late; I won't agree to it." Wang Yu said with a straight face and a serious demeanor.
Yin Linglong looked at Wang Yu, speechless for a long time, but the next moment, she suddenly raised a slender hand, quickly pinched Wang Yu's face, and smiled lightly with a ripple of autumn water in her eyes:
"A little husband is not bad either, but you must listen to your sister more in the future, okay?"
This time it was Wang Yu's turn to have his mouth twitch.
This fiancée looked like a fairy on the outside, but on the inside, she didn't seem like someone easy to deal with.
With this performance, he didn't know if she really believed him or was just pretending to.
"By the way, Linglong, how did you manage to impersonate your grandmother? Why couldn't I see a single flaw? And how did you end up unconscious earlier?" Wang Yu hurriedly changed the subject and asked back.
Hearing Wang Yu's intimate address, the stunning woman frowned, seemingly still not quite used to it, but she immediately replied with her usual expression:
"That is the Illusion Transformation Great Art, a secret technique that completely changes a person's appearance through magic power and medicine."
"This technique requires a late-stage Qi Refinement cultivation to perform, but it can only be used on others and cannot be used on oneself. Although it can last for a long time, one can only be subjected to it once in a lifetime. Once the technique is broken, it can never be used again."
"I was hit by Yu Bintian's technique-breaking artifact earlier, which caused the Illusion Transformation Great Art to spiral out of control, and my magic power suddenly backfired, which is why I fell unconscious. But after waking up, I was fine."
"So that's how it is. Tsk tsk, this Illusion Transformation Great Art sounds very powerful. Does the Yin family have many such secret techniques?" Wang Yu said with a tsk, his tone full of envy.
"Although the Illusion Transformation Great Art is practical, it is only a third-rate technique that doesn't enter the ranks. For us cultivators, if we want to protect ourselves, we don't need to waste time studying these things; instead, we should learn one or two powerful ranked techniques and possess a practical ranked magical artifact for self-defense. Even if you only have one of the two, you can easily defeat other cultivators of the same rank, and can even fight across ranks. For example, the Four Fiends of Lanshan are a very obvious example," Yin Linglong shook her head and said.
"Qiankunzi's Universe Bag is indeed powerful, and the Luoyue Daoist's Falling Moon Sword doesn't seem weak either. But are ranked techniques really that useful?" Wang Yu recalled the battle from not long ago and became somewhat doubtful.
Whether it was the dwarf or the Luoyue Daoist and the others, none of them seemed to have used any powerful techniques.
"The techniques that Qiankunzi and the Luoyue Daoist know are average, but the Blood-Hidden Escape of the Blood Hag and the Plague-Driving Hand of the Crazy Hand Aunt are both ranked techniques that make rogue cultivators turn pale at the mention of them. If you don't have a corresponding method to restrain them, you basically just have to wait for death when you encounter them," Yin Linglong explained patiently.
"I wonder at what Qi Refinement level one can learn ranked techniques." Wang Yu remembered the elusive figure of the girl in green, nodded repeatedly, and became greatly tempted.
"You don't need to be too anxious. Theoretically, ranked techniques can be performed at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, but in reality, it is most appropriate to truly master and use them in actual combat after the late stage of Qi Refinement. Otherwise, it is very easy to have all your magic power drained by a single technique."
"The most important thing is that ranked techniques cannot be learned casually; you also have to look at the match between your spirit root and your main cultivation method. Otherwise, not only will it be twice the effort for half the result, but the power will also be greatly reduced, which is not worth the loss," the woman simply began to "popularize science" for her fiancé.
"So that's how it is. But I wonder, Linglong, what kind of spirit root do you have? I only know that although there are many types of spirit roots, most belong to the five elements. Also, can you tell me what to pay attention to when condensing a spirit root?" Hearing this, Wang Yu's spirits lifted, and he asked this 'fiancée' very eagerly.
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