Chapter 139: A Full Harvest, Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin Technique

"Giddyup!"

After Luo Zijun sent Xu Xian home, he left by carriage.

He returned directly to the Inner City.

The carriage stopped at the intersection in the south of the city.

He got off the carriage, wandered around the nearby streets for a while, and then returned to the Bai Mansion.

He entered the room and closed the door.

He couldn't wait to take out today's harvest.

The yellow Storage Bag had already become an ownerless object the moment that weasel spirit breathed its last, so it could be used directly.

Opening the Storage Bag, he discovered it was filled with quite a few good things.

Besides food, water, and some other basic daily necessities, there was also a pile of gleaming white silver; after a rough count, there were actually at least two thousand taels!

"I'm rich!"

He immediately took all the silver out and put it into his own Storage Bag.

It seems that weasel spirit had harmed quite a few people.

Among this silver, there was likely a fair amount of Xu Xian's money, but he certainly wouldn't be returning it.

Beside the silver were some bottles and jars, all containing some medicinal powders.

Luo Zijun carefully took out one bottle, placed it under his nose to sniff, and felt it smelled foul; he didn't know what kind of medicine it was.

He didn't dare to smell much more and immediately put it away.

He would just go to the Pharmacy later and ask his Senior Sister; with her alchemy skills, she should know about these things.

He looked at the other items again.

In the corner sat a pitch-black, large box, square and upright, looking like a square coffin, which was quite eerie.

He opened it immediately and looked inside.

One look, and it gave him a start.

Inside, neatly folded, were over a dozen bloody human skins!

The hair on the human skins was still visible, and they were stained with blood; there were fair ones, dark ones, rough ones, and smooth ones, clearly from people of different ages.

It truly was a monster that killed without blinking!

Luo Zijun didn't dare look much longer and immediately closed the box.

After thinking about it, he had to burn all these human skins.

He couldn't do it here; if Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan saw them, it might scare the two little girls to death. If the Third Miss visited suddenly, it would be even more troublesome, as he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.

In another corner, there was also a wooden box.

Inside the box were a few books; the pages were yellowed, and they looked quite old.

He took them out and looked at them one by one.

"Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin Technique... Human Skin Disguise Technique... Human World Etiquette... The Difference Between Men and Women... Language Skills... Soul-Hooking Dream-Entering Technique... 'Seduction Piercing the Firmament'..."

After reading the titles of these books, Luo Zijun already had a rough idea of their contents.

The Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin Technique was naturally the Daoist technique that weasel spirit had used on Xu Xian. However, because Xu Xian was foolish and easily deceived, and still had utility value—perhaps he could provide a steady stream of scholars for the spirit to absorb Yang from—the spirit hadn't killed him.

Xu Xian had also kept his life precisely because he was foolish and easily deceived.

The Human Skin Disguise Technique was likely the reason the spirit liked to eat people and peel their skin.

The last three, things like Human World Etiquette, The Difference Between Men and Women, and Language Skills, were all prepared for when the spirit transformed into human form and intended to wreak havoc in the Human Realm.

The Soul-Hooking Dream-Entering Technique must have also been used on Xu Xian; it was what made Xu Xian dream every night, pining and longing for the spirit, until he finally had to go against his conscience and morality to painfully help the spirit do evil deeds.

As for the last one, "Seduction Piercing the Firmament"...

He had already witnessed it; it was indeed seductive, and indeed powerful, faster than rockets and missiles.

It was actually a decent technique to use for escaping.

He pondered for a moment and found that he might be able to try practicing only the last two techniques.

Looking out the window, it was almost noon.

He didn't dare stay long; he immediately left the room, gave a word to Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan, and went out.

He had to go to Bao'an Hall to deal with those human skins on his person first.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to eat or sleep in peace.

Today was alright; although he hadn't managed to go to the Academy or successfully meet that "Yaochi Fairy," the harvest was full.

He had slain a harmful monster and obtained two thousand taels of silver and some techniques.

Two thousand taels of silver—this was a huge sum of money.

He had never possessed so much money before, not even after writing books.

Moreover, in the battle with the monster, he had also gained some experience and some knowledge.

For example, his understanding of Literary Qi and his recognition of demonic Qi.

It seems those teachers at the Academy hadn't lied to him; Literary Qi truly couldn't be used for fighting or attacking, only for active defense when encountering monsters.

This was quite fitting for the saying, "A gentleman uses his words, not his hands."

He exited the alley.

He wandered around the nearby streets a few more times before arriving at Bao'an Hall.

As soon as he entered, he heard his master's snoring.

The cold, aloof young girl wearing a white dress was pounding medicine behind the counter; seeing him enter, she only glanced at him indifferently before ignoring him.

"Senior Sister, you look truly beautiful today."

Luo Zijun first buttered her up, then said, "I have a question to ask you later regarding medicine. But for now, I need to go to the kitchen."

He walked straight through the hall and went to the back.

Arriving here was like returning home; there was no need to be polite.

As long as that girl didn't seduce him or pinch him, he could come every day.

He entered the kitchen and immediately started a fire.

Then, he filled the pot with water.

After the flames began to burn, he immediately poured that large, ink-black box out of his Storage Bag.

Who would have thought that just as he opened the box, Su Dafang suddenly walked in with his hands behind his back, pacing as he said unpleasantly, "You brat, you really know how to take advantage; you don't eat at home, but come here to start a fire and cook?"

He then let out a cold snort and said, "Make more; your master and Ling'er are still hungry."

Luo Zijun, who was just about to reach into the box to take out the human skin, suddenly froze.

Seeing the large box placed beside him, Su Dafang's eyes immediately lit up; he walked over and said happily, "What good things are inside? Beef or pork? Cook more, your master loves to eat it."

As he spoke, he arrived in front of the box and looked down with a face full of smiles.

At this look, the smile on his face instantly stiffened.

First came a look of confusion, then his eyes began to widen gradually, and then he said with a trembling voice, "Zijun, this is..."

"Human skin."

Luo Zijun looked at him and said, "Master, how many sheets do you want to eat?"

"..."

Su Dafang was stunned for a moment, then let out a miserable "Ah!" and turned to run, shouting as he fled, "Ling'er! Run! Your Luo Zijun has gone crazy again; last time he wanted to eat dog shit, this time he's started eating people directly!"

Soon, he had run out of sight.

The corners of Luo Zijun's mouth twitched a few times, and just as he was about to stand up to explain, he suddenly heard a burst of footsteps approaching.

Su Qingling, holding that thick Rolling Pin, walked over from the front room with a cold face, looking beautiful yet stern.

Su Dafang followed behind her, hunched over and cowering, whispering, "Ling'er, don't hit his head this time; Grandpa is afraid of making him even more stupid. This brat actually wants to eat people, it's simply terrifying..."

Su Qingling gripped the Rolling Pin, entered the kitchen, and looked at the space behind the stove with cold, beautiful eyes.

Luo Zijun hurriedly explained, "Master, Senior Sister, this human skin wasn't peeled off by me killing anyone; it was made by a monster. I killed that monster and discovered these skins, so I prepared to bring them over to burn them all, not to eat them. How could I possibly eat people?"

Su Dafang poked his head out from behind his granddaughter and said, "Disciple, stop quibbling; explanation is just concealment. What monster or not, it was you who did it; you are that monster."

Luo Zijun hurriedly took out that Storage Bag, then took out the Money Pouch that Xu Xian wore on his body every day, and took out the strand of yellow hair from inside.

"Master, Senior Sister, look, this is the hair and Storage Bag of that weasel spirit. I know this matter is absurd and outrageous, and you might not believe it, but I still have to explain it to you..."

"I have a friend, and I met him today..."

Su Qingling suddenly asked coldly, "What friend? Where did you meet him? Speak clearly."

Su Dafang also poked his head out from behind her: "That's right, disciple, what friend? Where did you meet him? You must speak clearly, otherwise it's a lie."

"At... at the teahouse."

Luo Zijun told an insignificant lie.

Then he hurriedly continued: "He said that a strange thing happened to him recently; he fell in love with a snake demon..."

Hearing the words "snake demon," Su Qingling's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Su Dafang, hiding behind her, also had a change in expression.

"Then I followed him and left the Bro—cough, cough, left the teahouse and went to that house..."

Su Dafang suddenly said, "Disciple, were you just about to say Brothel?"

Luo Zijun said, "How could that be? I was just about to say Qingfeng Restaurant; I went there a few days ago and remembered wrong. Master, don't speak, listen to me."

"That woman looked demonic at first glance, her appearance was enchanting, and her chest was very... cough, cough..."

He glanced at his Senior Sister and continued: "She invited me into the room very enthusiastically..."

Su Qingling suddenly asked coldly, "Is her chest very big?"

Luo Zijun immediately said, "Fake, it was all injected with water; in the end, when I stabbed it with a Dagger, I discovered it was all empty inside..."

"Which Dagger?"

Su Qingling suddenly asked coldly again, a dangerous look appearing in her beautiful eyes as she glanced at a certain place on him.

Luo Zijun immediately pulled that Dagger from his sleeve and said, "Of course this Dagger, which Dagger did Senior Sister think it was?"

Su Qingling's beautiful face was cold, and she didn't speak again.

"Senior Sister, please do not interrupt my words again, and please do not insult my character again!"

Luo Zijun said with some anger. This girl, what is she thinking about all day long?

Then he continued.

"I knew she was a monster, and I was afraid that the medicinal powder Senior Sister gave me wouldn't work if I just sprinkled it, so I secretly put it into my own tea and tricked her into drinking two sips... then I took advantage of her sticking to me and acting lewdly to smear it on her waist, her buttocks, her thighs, and her chest..."

Su Qingling gripped the Rolling Pin in her hand and asked in a cold voice, "How did you smear it? What did you use to smear it? Your hands, or your mouth?"

Su Dafang also stood out from behind her and asked curiously, "Disciple, how did she stick to you and act lewdly, and how did you respond lewdly? Please be sure to explain clearly! It's not that your master wants to hear it, it's that your Senior Sister wants to hear it!"

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Master! Senior Sister! Are you going to let me speak or not? Isn't the key point of this matter that she was a monster and how I used my wisdom to slay her? Why do you always like to ask some irrelevant, strange, and completely unimportant questions?"

The two of them didn't speak again.

Luo Zijun looked at the two of them with resentment and continued: "Then I caught her off guard and stabbed her chest repeatedly..."

"What did you use to stab her?"

Su Qingling suddenly asked coldly again.

!

Luo Zijun was speechless and said, "Naturally, the Dagger!"

"Which Dagger?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

Su Dafang also asked: "That's right, which dagger, you brat must speak clearly! This cannot be skipped. Furthermore, you must explain why you didn't stab anywhere else, but had to stab her large chest."

Luo Zijun: "..."

"Master, Senior Sister, I won't say anymore. You two should go; I need to burn the human skin."

He shut his mouth directly and began throwing the human skin from the box into the fire.

The room was silent for a while.

Su Dafang snuck a glance at his granddaughter, then immediately put on a smiling face again: "Zijun, speak, continue speaking, your master will be quiet."

Luo Zijun continued to lower his head and burn the human skin, ignoring them.

Su Qingling gripped the Rolling Pin in her hand tightly and spoke in a cold voice: "Are you going to speak or not?"

Luo Zijun glanced at her, remained silent for another moment, and then began to speak again.

"Then she jumped up and asked me why I stabbed her. I said because she is a demon, and a harmful demon at that. As a human and a scholar, I naturally must eliminate harm for the people. In the end, we fought three hundred rounds, and relying on my own strength, I gave her a few more stabs and then beat her to death..."

Su Dafang endured it, but couldn't hold back, and asked weakly again: "Zijun, how did you two fight for three hundred rounds? Speak clearly."

Luo Zijun said: "Forgot."

Su Dafang glanced at his granddaughter and didn't make another sound.

Luo Zijun said: "Then I disposed of its corpse and brought this Storage Bag back... and then I discovered this large box and the human skin inside..."

Immediately after, he hurriedly asked: "Master, my friend should be fine, right? Below his navel, there is only a very faint mark, and he seems to be doing fine."

Su Dafang's expression turned serious, and after pondering for a moment, he said: "There should be no major issues. Based on what you said, that demon likely only wanted to control him temporarily and did not intend to kill him. He should be fine after resting for a period of time."

Luo Zijun asked again: "By the way, you told me before that scholars have Literary Qi, so those demons like it. Today, when I fought that demon, as soon as the opponent's demonic aura came out, my Literary Qi also came out, but it could only defend and could not attack. Is it true that Literary Qi only comes out when it senses demonic aura?"

Su Dafang thought for a moment and said: "When I was seeing patients in the Inner City, I heard people chatting about it. They said that the Literary Qi on a scholar indeed only comes out to defend when encountering demonic aura and danger. However, this demonic aura and danger must be emitted by a shapeshifted demon for the Literary Qi to be useful. If it is other ordinary demons, Demon Beasts, human assassins, etc., the Literary Qi is actually useless."

Luo Zijun looked at him and said: "Who did Master hear that from?"

Su Dafang's eyes flashed, and he said: "A few patients; they are all from the households of noble people and are very knowledgeable. Your master cannot tell you their names; these are the patients' privacy."

Luo Zijun thought for a moment, took out the yellow demon core, and asked: "Then does Master know how to use this thing? This is a demon core. Besides being able to sell it for money, I heard it can also be used to refine medicine. I wonder what kind of medicine can be refined?"

"A demon core?"

Upon hearing this, Su Dafang immediately came over to take it in his hands to examine it.

Seeing that he seemed to recognize it, Luo Zijun hurriedly took out the black demon core from the python as well and said: "Master, there is one more."

Su Dafang said with a face full of surprise: "Zijun, how do you have so many demon cores here? These are all good things!"

Luo Zijun said: "This black one is a Demon Beast's demon core, and that yellow one of yours is from that weasel spirit."

Su Dafang lowered his head to carefully observe the yellow demon core in his hand and said: "I've heard people say that the demon core of a shapeshifted demon is worth a fortune and is hard to come by. If this thing is sold for money, it would definitely be a loss. If it's for refining medicine... your master doesn't understand that either. This thing is likely used for alchemy, and for refining those relatively high-level pills."

"Alchemy?"

Luo Zijun's heart stirred, and he said: "I do know a Daoist priest; he should know how to refine pills. However, I won't be able to find him for a while."

Su Dafang immediately clicked his tongue and said: "Zijun, you have quite a lot of connections now, to actually know a Daoist priest who practices alchemy."

Immediately after, he looked at the demon core in his hand again and said: "However, in your current situation, you probably can't use pills refined from this kind of demon core. If you take it to refine pills, it will likely only benefit others."

As he spoke, he actually swallowed his saliva.

Luo Zijun said: "Does Master want to eat it?"

Su Dafang was stunned, then hurriedly laughed: "How is that possible? Why would your master eat it? But I've heard that this thing can actually be eaten. I remember reading a book once that said some demon cores condense the lifelong cultivation and techniques of a demon; if swallowed, one might be able to inherit the opponent's cultivation and techniques."

"So magical?"

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: "Then I'll eat it and try."

Su Dafang hurriedly said: "You mustn't! If something goes wrong, be careful that you don't turn into a weasel spirit yourself."

As he spoke, he snuck a glance to the side and said: "This thing is extremely precious. Zijun, why don't you give it to your Senior Sister? Let her grind it up and apply it to her face or something; maybe it can even beautify her skin."

"Ah..."

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and he said: "Apply it to her face? Beautify her skin? Wouldn't that be a waste?"

As soon as these words were out, he immediately felt a chill wash over him.

Su Qingling stared at him with cold, beautiful eyes, and then snatched the demon core away.

Luo Zijun hurriedly explained: "I'm not reluctant to let Senior Sister use it, it's just that Senior Sister's face is already very beautiful, and her skin is already perfect, so there's simply no need to beautify it further."

Su Qingling ignored him and put the demon core away directly.

Luo Zijun thought for a moment, handed over the black demon core as well, and said: "If Senior Sister likes it, take this one too. Anyway, I'm now carrying a huge fortune, so I'm not short on money."

Su Qingling was stunned for a moment, looked at him, did not stand on ceremony with him, reached out and took it, then suddenly looked at him coldly and asked: "Carrying a huge fortune? How much?"

Luo Zijun somewhat proudly held up two fingers: "Two thousand..."

Just as he was about to say it, he suddenly realized and hurriedly said: "Not two thousand, it's two hundred, two hundred taels!"

However, it was too late.

Su Qingling's other hand was already stretched out in front of him, and she said coldly: "Two thousand, give it all to me."

Luo Zijun immediately covered his clothes tightly: "On what grounds?"

Su Qingling snorted coldly and said: "Without my poison, could you have earned that money?"

Su Dafang also immediately chimed in from the side: "Disciple, without your Senior Sister's poison, let alone those two thousand taels of silver and the demon cores, you wouldn't even have your life! You also know that your Senior Sister loves silver the most, so hurry up and take it out to honor your Senior Sister."

Luo Zijun's momentum immediately faded, and he said: "Senior Sister, can I only give one thousand taels?"

Su Qingling kept her pretty face cold and did not speak.

"One thousand five hundred taels?"

"One thousand eight hundred taels?"

"One thousand nine hundred taels?"

"Sigh... alright, alright, I'll give it all to you, I won't keep a single drop, I'll give it all to you!"

Luo Zijun helplessly stood up, went to fetch a large basin, and then poured out all two thousand taels of silver he had only just put away a short while ago.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

Following a series of crisp sounds, a pile of gleaming white silver bounced and landed in the basin.

Su Dafang, standing to the side, immediately grinned from ear to ear: "My coffin money, finally..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly glanced at his granddaughter beside him, then looked at the fellow before him and asked: "Zijun, do you still have any of that poison on you?"

Luo Zijun said: "I've been using it quite frequently lately, and I've been scattering a lot each time, so, it's almost gone."

As he spoke, he looked pitifully at the young girl before him.

The smile that had just blossomed on Su Dafang's face instantly vanished.

After Luo Zijun poured out all the silver, he only had the hundred-plus taels left that Liu Chujian had given him.

Although his heart ached, he also felt it was only right to give it to his Senior Sister.

Moreover, he still needed his Senior Sister to help him refine more poison.

Those poisons had truly saved his life several times; they had to be constantly replenished!

Su Qingling picked up the basin full of silver and left.

Luo Zijun sighed, threw the remaining human skin into the flames, and burned it clean.

Seeing that his granddaughter had left, Su Dafang hurriedly asked in a low voice: "Disciple, what other valuable things were in that monster's Storage Bag?"

Luo Zijun said: "Nothing left, just a few cultivation manuals and some bottles and jars. Master, help me check what's inside those bottles and jars later."

Su Dafang immediately looked disappointed and said crossly: "Let your Senior Sister look at them."

Having said that, he prepared to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said: "Right, take out those cultivation manuals and let me see them."

Luo Zijun was stunned: "Master can understand them?"

Su Dafang immediately rolled his eyes and said: "I've traveled far and wide all these years; even if I haven't eaten pork, haven't I seen a pig run? Let me tell you, although I'm just a lowly doctor, I certainly know more than you! Stop dawdling, take them out!"

"Oh..."

Luo Zijun had no choice but to take out all the books and hand them to him.

Su Dafang glanced at the first one and was immediately startled: "《Harvesting Yin to Supplement Yang Technique》? You brat, you actually want to..."

He then hurriedly shouted loudly toward the outside: "Ling'er! Come here quickly! Your Luo Zijun wants to practice the 《Harvesting Yin to Supplement Yang Technique》! He wants to harvest women!"

Luo Zijun was speechless: "Master, this is the Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin Technique, not the Harvesting Yin to Supplement Yang Technique! And these are that monster's books, what do they have to do with me?"

"Ah... Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin?"

Su Dafang was stunned upon hearing this, looked closely at it, and said: "Oh, it really is Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin..."

Immediately, he suddenly shouted even louder toward the outside: "Ling'er! Come here quickly! Your Luo Zijun is such a pervert, he actually wants to practice the Harvesting Yang to Supplement Yin Technique! He wants to harvest men!"

Luo Zijun: "..."

(End of this chapter)