Chapter 140: Senior Sister Confiscates Improper Items, Luo Zijun Encounters the Eldest Miss of the Bai Family in the Dead of Night

It was already noon.

Luo Zijun went out and bought three portions of wontons and two portions of xiaolongbao.

The three of them had a simple lunch.

After eating, he helped his Senior Sister grind medicine, while she helped him inspect those bottles and jars.

After Master was full and satisfied, he closed his eyes to rest on the lounge chair.

As for those cultivation techniques, Senior Sister confiscated them all immediately after seeing the book titles.

Luo Zijun felt a bit depressed.

His silver had been confiscated, the cultivation techniques had been confiscated, and the two demon cores were gone too.

"Senior Sister, does it mean that all my hard work fighting monsters out there was just making wedding clothes for you?"

Luo Zijun couldn't help but grumble while grinding the medicine.

As soon as the words fell, the room suddenly went quiet.

The sound of bottles and jars suddenly vanished.

Su Dafang, who had been resting with his eyes closed on the rocking chair, suddenly opened his eyes to look at him, then turned his head to look the other way.

Sensing the atmosphere was off, Luo Zijun raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"

What did he say that was wrong?

Although it was only right to give them to Senior Sister, was he not even allowed to complain?

Su Dafang closed his eyes again.

Su Qingling was quiet for a moment, looked at the bottles and jars on the table, and said coldly, "These medicinal powders are just like those cultivation techniques; they are all improper, so I am confiscating them too."

"Ah..."

Luo Zijun immediately wore a speechless expression: "Senior Sister, then what did I get for all my hard work?"

"You got nothing!"

Su Dafang suddenly burst into loud laughter. Seeing him get thwarted, he was as happy as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, his face full of schadenfreude.

Luo Zijun was full of curiosity: "Senior Sister, what exactly are those improper medicines? Tell me about them."

Su Qingling said indifferently: "Aphrodisiacs, soul-stealing drugs, poisons, corpse-rotting drugs, virility-enhancing drugs..."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun quickly put down the pestle in his hand, walked over, and whispered: "Senior Sister, which bottle is the corpse-rotting drug? Does it make a corpse disappear as soon as you sprinkle it on?"

Su Qingling picked up a porcelain bottle and said expressionlessly: "It's not that powerful; it just makes the corpse rot slightly and become unrecognizable."

Luo Zijun was somewhat disappointed.

Su Qingling turned her head to look at him and asked: "You want corpse-dissolving powder, is that it?"

"Corpse-dissolving powder?"

Luo Zijun was startled and quickly asked: "Can corpse-dissolving powder make a corpse disappear?"

Su Qingling said: "Yes, sprinkle some on the wounds of the corpse, and the entire body will quickly turn into a pool of pus, leaving not even the bones behind."

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up: "Where can I buy it?"

Su Qingling glanced at him, said nothing more, and lowered her head to continue inspecting the other medicine bottles.

Su Dafang couldn't help but scold: "You idiot, it's right under your nose! Your Senior Sister refining that stuff is like child's play; she could do it with her eyes closed."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zijun grabbed the arm of the young woman beside him and said: "Senior Sister! Refine it! Refine it for me!"

Su Qingling narrowed her eyes and turned her head to look at him coldly.

Luo Zijun immediately let go and said ingratiatingly: "Senior Sister, if you refine medicine for me, all the money I earn outside from now on will be yours, all of it."

Su Qingling said coldly: "Including the money you earn by being a gigolo?"

Luo Zijun: "..."

Su Dafang immediately opened his eyes and said: "What gigolo? Disciple, have you become a gigolo?"

"No, how could that be!"

Luo Zijun immediately denied it: "As for living off a woman, your disciple would rather die than do such a thing."

Su Dafang looked at the two of them with suspicion before closing his eyes again.

"Senior Sister, if you refine medicine for me, from now on, whether it's silver I earn outside or other things I obtain, I will bring them to you first. As long as you like them, they are all yours, how about that?"

Luo Zijun pleaded in a low voice again.

Su Qingling stared at him expressionlessly for a few moments, put down the medicine bottle in her hand, turned around, and walked upstairs, saying: "Come up."

"Ah..."

Luo Zijun's expression changed, and he quickly said: "Senior Sister, Master is still here..."

"Snore... snore..."

Su Dafang immediately started snoring.

Su Qingling went upstairs.

Luo Zijun didn't dare to go up; he stood at the foot of the stairs and said toward the top: "Senior Sister, let's talk about it when you come down."

After a while.

Su Qingling came down holding one of her white dresses, threw it onto his face, and said: "You dirtied it, take it back and wash it clean."

Luo Zijun quickly put it away, turned his head to look, and seeing Master peeking with his eyes narrowed, he quickly said: "Master, you are not allowed to peek!"

Su Dafang: "Snore... snore..."

Luo Zijun quickly and stealthily took out that pair of snow-white silk stockings, handed them up, and whispered: "Senior Sister, I have already washed your stockings for you; I washed them by hand."

Su Qingling took a look and said indifferently: "Bring them to me along with the dress when the time comes, and put them on me yourself."

Luo Zijun: "..."

Su Qingling went downstairs and walked past him coldly, stirring up a charming, fragrant breeze.

Luo Zijun hurriedly put away the silk socks and followed her.

Su Qingling picked up the remaining porcelain bottles and lowered her head to examine them.

Luo Zijun held back for a moment, but couldn't help himself; he leaned close to her and asked in a low voice, "Senior Sister, the... *ahem*, the virility-boosting medicine you mentioned earlier, which bottle is it? I'm just curious, I want to take a look..."

Su Qingling turned her head to look at him and said indifferently, "I can refine it too, and I refine it better. Do you want some?"

"I..."

Luo Zijun turned his head again to glance behind him.

Su Dafang: "Snore... snore..."

Luo Zijun said in a low voice, "Senior Sister, I don't want any, I have no use for it. I practice martial arts, I don't need it at all. However... I have a friend..."

"That's right, it's that Xu Xian who was drained by the weasel spirit; he needs it!"

Su Qingling stared at him with her beautiful eyes, full of interest, and said, "I only refine it for you. If you need to use it, I will refine it for you. If you don't need it, I won't refine it."

"I..."

Luo Zijun met her gaze and still stubbornly said, "I don't need it, Senior Sister, I really don't need it."

"Oh."

Su Qingling said "Oh," ignored him further, and continued to lower her head to examine the medicine bottles.

Luo Zijun stole another glance at her and prepared to leave.

Su Qingling suddenly added, "The kind of medicine I refine can instantly increase physical strength by three times, extend the duration by at least one hour, and it can be used multiple times in one night without any side effects."

Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then leaned close to her again and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister, that friend of mine really needs it..."

Su Qingling ignored him again.

Seeing that his master was present, Luo Zijun felt embarrassed to continue, so he said, "Then I'll go back to study. I'll come again tomorrow when I have time."

After saying this, he left the shop.

He had arrived with a bulging money bag, but left with empty pockets, with only a little over a hundred taels remaining.

Sigh.

However, although his heart ached, there was nothing to regret.

Money is earned to be spent.

Although Senior Sister didn't agree verbally, she would definitely still help him refine those poisons.

As for the Corpse-Dissolving Powder, he didn't know if she would help him refine that.

Those poisons had incredibly good effects, even capable of poisoning demons; it was clear that the medicinal ingredients contained within were certainly not simple, and were likely very precious.

Therefore, it was only right that Senior Sister took his two thousand taels of silver.

He returned directly to the Bai Mansion to prepare for cultivation.

At the same time.

Inside the Bao'an Hall pharmacy, Su Qingling had already put away those medicine bottles and jars, then entered the counter and began to carefully flip through those cultivation technique books.

Su Dafang opened his eyes to look at her and said, "That yellow demon core is likely a rare variety."

Su Qingling lowered her head to flip through the book, her expression cool and detached. After a while, she said, "I have checked it; it contains demon power and a cultivation technique. By utilizing it, one can cultivate the technique in the last book."

Su Dafang immediately sat up, looked at her, and said, "That escape technique? No wonder you kept both the demon core and the technique; are you planning to master it thoroughly and then find a way to teach him how to cultivate it?"

Su Qingling did not speak again.

Su Dafang frowned slightly: "You aren't planning to try it yourself first, are you? Will it have any effect on you?"

Su Qingling lowered her head to flip through the book, still not speaking.

Su Dafang couldn't help but heave a long sigh, lay back down, and said with a face full of envy and jealousy: "That brat... sigh..."

He then suddenly sat up again and said: "Are you still going to help that brat refine those poisons? And the Corpse-Dissolving Powder? Are you really going to help him refine it? The Corpse-Dissolving Powder is not simple; his two thousand taels of silver won't be enough. I'm afraid some of the ingredients are hard to buy..."

Su Qingling flipped through the book and said indifferently, "You watch the shop tomorrow; I'm going out of the city."

Upon hearing this, Su Dafang immediately stood up from his chair and said sternly: "No! You want to go there to gather herbs again? You got hurt the last time you went... Ling'er, there's no need for you to do this for that brat. He just said it casually; the Corpse-Dissolving Powder is optional, why must you..."

Su Qingling didn't listen to his nagging anymore, took the book, left the counter, and went upstairs.

Su Dafang stamped his feet and said: "Hey! Hey..."

He then couldn't help but curse out loud: "Every time that little bastard comes, nothing good ever happens! I'll f— his... Master's wife! Sigh..."

Upstairs, Su Qingling finished reading those books, then reopened the first book and began to read with a flickering gaze.

"Harvesting Yang to supplement Yin, the way of ultimate bliss; harvest the Yang Energy of men to supplement one's own spiritual energy... the union of Yin and Yang, seizing the creation of heaven and earth..."

Luo Zijun returned to the Junzi Residence and continued his cultivation. After cultivating for an hour, he took a large piece of snake meat out of his Storage Bag, finished eating it, and continued his cultivation.

The snake meat quickly turned into a continuous stream of energy, burning into a ball of flame in his abdomen.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

His movements became increasingly fierce, and his figure grew faster and faster.

Over and over again, it continued until evening.

At dusk, he finally stopped, drenched in sweat, but he didn't feel satisfied.

After advancing, the Internal Energy in his Dantian Sea had increased, and naturally, the time for cultivation could be extended significantly.

But clearly, the effect was not great.

The Kaishan Fist he had been practicing was good for Skin Refining and Refining Flesh, but now that he needed to start Refining Tendons, the effect was naturally greatly diminished.

He needed a new cultivation technique, one specifically for Refining Tendons.

Or a complete set of techniques that could allow him to continue Body Tempering all the way to becoming a Martial Master.

!

Could it be that he had to go to the Martial Arts Hall again?

After thinking for a while, he decided to go to the Juxian Hall tomorrow to inquire first.

That is a shop for martial artists; they should know more clearly.

While thinking this, he went to the kitchen to boil water and brew medicine.

During the Medicine Bath, the Copper Mirror suddenly received a message again.

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【Are all men liars?】

Luo Zijun knew the other party was referring to the missed appointment this morning, so he replied: 【Not all of them; for example, I am not.】

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【Heh.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【I really had something to do this morning. How about we set another time to meet in the Inner City?】

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【I don't meet with liars.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Oh.】

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【Unless you send a nude photo of yourself.】

Luo Zijun: "..."

Dongfang Junnan: 【I can send one, but will you send one too?】

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【I am not a liar.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Who says you can't send one if you aren't a liar? Let's send them together, okay? Anyway, neither of us knows who the other is, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about.】

Fairy of the Jade Pool: 【Heh.】

Dongfang Junnan: 【Heh.】

The two people's chat ended there, and neither replied again.

Luo Zijun put away the Copper Mirror, closed his eyes, and continued soaking in the bath.

After the medicinal liquid in the tub had completely cooled, he finally got up, went out to wash, and changed into a new robe.

By this time, the night had already fallen.

Luo Zijun gave instructions to the two Young Maids, then returned to his room and began to practice his Inner Cultivation Method.

Unknowingly, the night outside the window had grown deep.

After the two Young Maids were both asleep, he finally took his Senior Sister's white dress out of the Storage Bag, snuck out to scrub it clean in the small courtyard, and then carefully hung it to dry in a corner of the yard.

Senior Sister's dress was so soft, so fragrant, and so beautiful.

He stood under the clothesline for a while, then took a leak and returned to his room.

Soul Out-of-Body.

Just as he was about to go out to find the cat for Soul Refining, he suddenly felt a message coming through the Copper Mirror.

He drifted over, took out the Copper Mirror, and stared at it.

Fairy of the Moon Palace: 【Are you there?】

Looking at the time, it had been sent last night.

Luo Zijun used his soul to reply: 【I wasn't there last night, but I am now. Is something the matter?】

The other party was clearly also practicing Soul Cultivation.

He felt he could get closer to the other party and exchange knowledge about Soul Cultivation.

After a while.

The message replied: 【Nothing.】

Human Realm Tough Guy: 【Oh.】

Seeing this name, Luo Zijun felt a moment of shame and replied again: 【My name is Elegant Gentleman.】

When he had replied like this before, the name had been automatically rewritten.

So he wanted to change "Human Realm Tough Guy" to "Elegant Gentleman" now; otherwise, every time he saw it, he would feel a sense of shame.

Fairy of the Moon Palace: 【Oh.】

Luo Zijun immediately replied again, wanting to see if his name had been changed.

Human Realm Tough Guy: 【Oh oh oh.】

As it turned out, it was still "Human Realm Tough Guy," and there was no change at all.

It seemed that it could not be changed.

Forget it; anyway, the other party didn't know him, so let it be shameful.

The other party did not reply again, probably thinking he was a lunatic—what was with all the "ohs"?

Luo Zijun put away the Copper Mirror, passed through the wall, and drifted out.

He first possessed a mouse, then went out to search.

Very soon, he found that black cat again and immediately pounced on it.

The black cat offered almost no resistance and was immediately possessed.

Luo Zijun controlled the black cat, starting to jump up and down, leaping over eaves and running on walls to practice Soul Cultivation. Just as he was having the time of his life, he suddenly saw a white shadow appear on the courtyard wall opposite.

He stared closely and saw it was actually that white cat named "Daidai."

At this moment, that white cat was standing there quietly and silently, its pair of azure eyes staring at him coldly.

"Meow—"

Luo Zijun meowed at it: "Come here."

The white cat stood there proudly, its eyes staring at him coldly, and did not pay him any mind.

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and decided to go over and have a fight with her.

In that case, his soul should be refined faster.

"Whoosh—"

He suddenly jumped down from the courtyard wall, walked toward the opposite wall, then gave a light leap, jumped up, and stood opposite the white cat.

The white cat immediately narrowed its eyes, and a cold, arrogant, and threatening whimper sounded from its throat: "Get lost."

The white cat's fur was snow-white all over, looking very clean, and its posture was quite elegant and haughty, like a tsundere Princess.

Yet Luo Zijun, this black cat, was pitch-black, with mud still stuck to parts of his body, looking dirty, like a beggar.

The other party clearly looked down on him entirely.

However, Luo Zijun did not care about that at all; he pounced straight up, swiped a claw at its face, and meowed: "I'll teach you to put on airs!"

The white cat reacted quickly, immediately jumping up to dodge, then flew into a rage and swung its claws to strike back.

The two sides went back and forth, fighting for a while.

Luo Zijun slapped a claw onto the other party's face, knocking it straight off the courtyard wall.

As soon as it landed, Luo Zijun pounced down as well, pinned it directly to the ground, and began swinging his claws to smack it again.

The white cat screamed while striking back.

Many bloody scratches soon appeared on the bodies of both cats.

Luo Zijun took a bite at its ear, then quickly jumped away.

The white cat was both shocked and furious, and with a howl, it pounced toward him.

As a result, it was pinned to the ground by him again and subjected to all sorts of smacking.

The fighting and screeching of the two cats soon attracted the guards.

Just as Luo Zijun was about to leave, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and grabbed him by the neck.

A familiar floral scent suddenly wafted over.

Then, a familiar voice rang out: "Well, you little black thing, how dare you hit my Daidai! Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard? See how I deal with you later!"

Having said that, she held his neck with one hand and pinched his paws with the other, walking toward the direction of Xue Yuan, and snorted coldly: "I'll have your bad parts snipped off later! Let's see if you still covet my Daidai's body!"

The white cat followed behind, whimpering: "Snip him, snip him!"

Luo Zijun immediately played dead and stayed still, preparing to wait for an opportunity to escape.

Soon, Fenfen grabbed him and entered Xue Yuan, then walked into a courtyard.

Just as she entered the gate, she suddenly said in surprise: "Young Miss, why are you up?"

Luo Zijun opened his eyes to look.

Under a pear tree in the middle of the courtyard, a young girl wearing a white dress was standing there quietly, gazing at the moon in deep thought.

The bright moonlight spilled onto her face; that beautiful, flawless countenance was breathtakingly beautiful, and that snow-white skin seemed to shine with a dazzling luster even in the dark night.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, her skin was whiter than snow, and her temperament was as beautiful as a dream, ethereal like an immortal.

The person before his eyes, no matter when one looked at her, was beautiful to the extreme, not like a mortal thing of the Human Realm, as if she were a fairy found only in the celestial palace.

The young girl said softly: "I cannot sleep."

Then she turned her head, looked at the black cat in her arms, and her gaze met with Luo Zijun's.

(End of this chapter)