Chapter 739: Dewy Romance

Two days later.

Yan Buji put on his clothes, sat at the table, and began drinking tea.

"Tu Nuo Duo, fellow cultivator, now that you're awake, why not chat?"

"\"I'm yours now, \" Tu Nuo Duo put on her clothes, sat on the bedside and gently swung her legs.

Yan Buji laughed, "When a fellow cultivator draws my Qi, it's not with such charm."

Tu Nuo Duo's eyes, like autumn water, fluttered lightly, like stars twinkling in the night sky, instantly capturing everyone's gaze. Her slender, elongated fingers rose slowly, gently pressing against her pink, drooping lips; the motion carried an indescribable shyness and allure, making people fall for her.

At that moment she resembled a blooming flower in the early morning mist, exuding enchanting fragrance; she also seemed like a beautiful butterfly just emerged from its cocoon, dancing gracefully and displaying endless charm. Her slightly flushed cheeks were as tempting as ripe apples, and the faint smile that unintentionally curved her mouth was like a spring breeze brushing the face, warming the heart.

"Yan, fellow cultivator, you are truly heartless; no matter what, these past two days we have effectively become a married couple."

"It's just a fleeting romance," Yan Buji said, looking at her, frowning, "What's the deal with the forbidden spell on you?"

Tu Nuo Duo shrugged, "That story is long. Fellow cultivator, hearing news about the Rabbit Tribe in the capital city, you can't avoid the forbidden spell set upon my tribe's settlement."

"Oh?"

"Never mind, I won't say more." She stepped lightly, each step seeming to carry a unique rhythm. When she reached Yan Buji, she gently placed her jade‑white hands on his broad, solid shoulders.

Then, Tu Nuo Duo slightly leaned forward, as if to examine Yan Buji's face closely. Her long neck arched into a graceful curve, a cascade of glossy black hair falling to one side like a waterfall. Next, she playfully tilted her head, looking at Yan Buji with bright, lively eyes that shimmered with a mix of curiosity and tenderness.

"Yan, fellow cultivator, may I still come to see you in the future?"

Yan Buji laughed, waved his large hand and pulled Tu Nuo Duo into his arms, "Why wait for later?"

After a period of decadent times, Wu Yuan finally returned to the capital city with news.

Yan Buji's visible Qi and blood had noticeably withered, making him appear even older.

Seeing Tu Nuo Duo gently leaning on Yan Buji's shoulder, embracing his solid, strong arm, Wu Yuan's face turned strange, and he coughed, "Tu Nuo Duo, little friend, we can definitely supply the Lily Immortal matter now."

"That's good, but I think each transaction should be witnessed by both sides," Tu Nuo Duo said with a smile, seemingly unfazed by the surrounding gazes.

Wu Yuan raised an eyebrow, looking at Yan Buji.

"I can't tell, Hall Master Yan, your Qi and blood are so robust, yet you can meet the Rabbit Tribe's demand?"

"Then, from now on, let Hall Master Yan be in charge."

"Agreed."

Tu Nuo Duo seemed to recall something, whispered something quietly into Yan Buji's ear, then smiled and waved her hand as she left.

Wu Yuan, seeing her walk away, laughed, "Hall Master Yan has sacrificed a lot for the sect."

Yan Buji shook his head, "It's only for our business, Elder Wu. But what exactly is the Lily Immortal City? I've always wanted to ask about it."

Wu Yuan, seeing Yan Buji change the subject, didn't press further, just explained, "Very few know about the Lily Immortal City. I learned of it by chance while traveling through Zhong Tian Zhi Yu years ago; I heard that the sect is entirely female, and all are wood cultivators."

"All female cultivators?" Yan Buji asked, his face puzzled.

Although Yan Buji doesn't discriminate against female cultivators, discussing gender differences in a sect's development seems unnecessary, doesn't it?

Unless there's some special requirement.

"Hmm, the Lily Immortal City is a hidden sect; its members rarely travel. So some of the top Spiritual Materials produced within their sect are highly coveted, including certain special wood‑type Celestial Materials that only the Lily Immortal City could possess."

"So this sect only cultivates Spiritual Materials?"

"\"I heard Elder Yuan say this sect has a notable background, and its cultivation methods suit only women. As for the rest, I'm not clear, \" Wu Yuan said."

Yan Buji nodded, "It seems the Lily Immortal City is indeed a good place."

After discussing the share of trade with the Rabbit Tribe with Wu Yuan, Yan Buji did not leave with Wu Yuan, but instead went to find Xiong Ba Tian.

When Xiong Ba Tian saw Yan Buji, he immediately walked over with a grin, "Oh my friend, I think you've been happy these past few days, experiencing a different kind of romance."

"Enough about that, do you know what's up with the Rabbit Tribe's forbidden spell?"

Xiong Ba Tian's expression changed, he looked around, "I don't know."

"Really?"

"Really, would I lie to you?"

"Hmm? Let me ask again, you truly don't know?"

Seeing Yan Buji press him, Xiong Ba Tian, realizing he was at a loss, whispered, "Let's find a place to talk."

Yan Buji nodded.

Having had so much Qi drained, Yan Buji needed to get a clear answer.

Tu Nuo Duo has important trade ties with them, so it's not wise to offend her; you, Xiong Ba Tian, who arranged the connection—if you don't clarify things for me, I won't easily let you off.

Yan Buji's gaze at Xiong Ba Tian conveyed this meaning, and he understood.

After some hesitation, they arrived at a tavern.

Xiong Ba Tian sealed the doors and windows with a spell, ensuring no one could eavesdrop, then sat down and said slowly:

"My friend, although the Rabbit Tribe's maidens aren't flawless, but..."

"I told you, what I lost was Qi and blood, not mixed with any affection," Yan Buji said coolly.

"Fine," Xiong Ba Tian shrugged, "In truth, it's because the Rabbit Tribe has royal bloodlines."

Yan Buji raised an eyebrow, wondering if the demon tribe's royal court feared the Rabbit Tribe might produce a powerful figure, thus imposing the bloodline forbidden spell.

Because the Rabbit Tribe once failed in a contest for the throne of the royal court, their chieftain, in a fit of anger, placed a tremendously powerful curse on them that could push their bloodline to its utmost, yet even so they couldn't seize it. Later, the backlash of the curse completely sealed all Rabbit bloodlines; their essence drained heavily each day, requiring external supplementation, otherwise they couldn't survive.

Yan Buji realized, "All that effort just made them spin a cocoon around themselves."

"So... heh heh heh," Xiong Ba Tian forced an awkward laugh, quickly bowing to apologize.

Yan Buji snorted coldly, "Next time something like this happens, remember to come to me."

"Whoa whoa whoa, I definitely won't dare next time... huh?"

Xiong Ba Tian froze for a moment, then looked up, eyes wide, staring at Yan Buji.

"You brat..."