Longevity: Starting from the Qi Tags

Looking at her enchanting posture as the sound of silver bells from her body rang, Jiang Yuan nodded slightly: “Well done! Living up to your name as a demoness of the Demon Cult, you truly know how to bewitch people!”

“I am not dancing anymore!” She suddenly stomped her foot and said in frustration.

Then, she walked barefoot to Jiang Yuan, grabbed a Spirit Fruit, and bit into it.

“Thirteen days!” Jiang Yuan stated calmly.

“Fine! Thirteen days then! It’s just a few more days of calling you master, as a demoness of your so-called Demon Cult, I surely know how to compromise, calling you master a few times won’t cost me anything! Why are you so cruel, I’m almost exhausted to death, and my Spiritual Sea even fell a bit, yet your Heavenly Demon Lady is still ineffective against you!”

She blurted out a string of words in an instant.

Then she just heard Jiang Yuan saying calmly: “Fourteen days!”

“Ah! Just kill me!”

She collapsed onto the reclining chair next to her, motionless.

At that moment.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Sounds rang out as the mansion’s door was knocked.

“Brother Jiang, I am Wang Yu of Heavenly Sword Mountain. I came to visit you!”

Wang Yu?

Jiang Yuan was somewhat surprised.

Isn’t he Tantai Ming’s fiancé?

What is his purpose for visiting?

Jiang Yuan said to Mu Qianru who was beside him, “Go change your clothes!”

“No need!” she shook her head. Her clothes instantly transformed into decent palace attire.

Seeing Jiang Yuan’s surprised expression, she said somewhat proudly: “You haven’t seen it before, have you? This is a Six-Forbidden treasure garment, it can change according to my will! Its value is on par with an eighth-grade dharma tool!”

Jiang Yuan responded coolly: “Indeed, I haven’t seen one before, but now the time has increased by two days again! It’s already sixteen days!”

Her face suddenly fell.

At this time, the expression on Wang Yu’s face outside the door turned somewhat sour.

He knew Jiang Yuan was in the courtyard, yet Jiang Yuan didn’t open the door. What was his intention?

I respect him, but he disrespects me?

All of a sudden.

The mansion’s door slowly opened.

Wang Yu’s Status Panel entered Jiang Yuan’s field of view.

[Name]: Wang Yu

[Realm]: Eighth Layer of the Spiritual Sea Realm

[Innate Luck Energy]: Innate Demon Fetus (Purple),Profound Yang Body (Blue),Remarkable Talent (Blue),Sword Dao Chief (Blue)…

[Innate Demon Fetus]: Possesses a demon fetus, extraordinary aptitude, strong divine soul, innate Demon Cultivator, highly prone to the Demonic Path.

[Profound Yang Body]: Special physique, exceptional cultivation talent, rapid advancement in practicing Yang attribute techniques, born Dao Companion of the Body of Profound Yin.

[Remarkable Talent]: Exceptional talent in cultivation, substantial reduction in cultivation bottlenecks, significantly enhanced cultivation speed.

[Sword Dao Chief]: Extraordinary talent in sword Dao, cultivation of any sword Dao technique feels like divine assistance, and its power greatly increased.

Jiang Yuan immediately noticed the golden Qi of Luck around him. He was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yu also possesses Purple Innate Luck Energy, no wonder his fame is so great.

Him visiting today was an unexpected windfall for me!

The intention in his heart moved.

The golden Qi of Luck on Wang Yu’s body instantly incorporated into Jiang Yuan’s body.

The Luck Power on his Status Panel skyrocketed, instantly reaching 478 strands.

Then, he stood up and said: “Brother Wang, please have a seat!”

Looking at Jiang Yuan sitting in the pavilion, Wang Yu had already adjusted his facial expression and showed a warm smile.

“Brother Jiang, I have heard of your great name since I first stepped into Supreme Mystery Sect. I have listened in awe all these days! I have been looking forward to meeting you, and today I finally see your true face!”

Jiang Yuan smiled: “In terms of reputation, who can compare with Brother Wang? Not yet forty, and already at the eighteenth place of the Heavenly Ranking, at the Eighth Layer of the Spiritual Sea Realm!”

Wang Yu laughed as he took his seat and said: “Brother Jiang, you flatter me, I’ve just made my years look a bit longer.”

“Brother Jiang, you’ve only joined the sect half a year ago and your cultivation has reached the high levels of the meridian breaking realm, that truly makes me admire you!”

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Yuan was slightly taken aback.

It seems that the sect has done a good job in keeping the news of his breakthrough well hidden. It was clear that Wang Yu has been in Supreme Mystery Sect for many days, yet he didn’t know about it.

Then he heard Wang Yu continue to say: “Compared to you when I was your age, I was much inferior! I guess it won’t be long before Brother Jiang makes it onto the Heavenly Ranking, earning the praises of the world!”

Mu Qianru was standing next to Jiang Yuan. Upon hearing Wang Yu’s words, she suddenly chuckled lightly with her hand covering her mouth.

Wang Yu was taken aback; Looking at the veiled woman in palace attire standing next to Jiang Yuan, he asked,”Who is she?”

Jiang Yuan chuckled, “My dancing maiden, please pour the tea!”

“Yes, Master!” Mu Qianru responded while trying to suppress her laughter.

She couldn’t help but smirk at Wang Yu’s ignorance.

Still stuck at the Meridian Breaking Realm news!

Jiang Yuan has already reached the Spiritual Sea Realm, even the second level of it. Even she couldn’t compete with him.

How many can match Jiang Yuan with such strength at this age in the entire Qianyuan Kingdom?

Probably only those three!

Then she poured a cup of tea for both Jiang Yuan and Wang Yu.

When Wang Yu saw the two pairs of silver bells on the wrist under the sleeve of Mu Qianru’s dress, a look of surprise crossed his face.

Is this…

Soul-Capturing Bell?

The Soul-Capturing Bell of the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect?

Could she be Mu Qianru?

He glanced at Mu Qianru’s life. Her red veil covered her face very well, he couldn’t see her real face.

As for using divine sense to probe, that would turn a friendly visit into a provocation.

He suddenly recalled how this woman addressed Jiang Yuan and then shook his head; no, it couldn’t be her!

As the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how could Mu Qianru call him Master?

Then he turned to Jiang Yuan and asked, “Brother Jiang, do you know why I visited today?”

Jiang Yuan replied indifferently, “It’s because of Tantai Ming, isn’t it?”

“No doubt!” Wang Yu smiled and said, “Tantai Ming is my fiancée. Brother Jiang, could you show some respect and not hold a grudge against her?”

With a slight shake of his head, Jiang Yuan casually sipped his tea: “It is not me who holds a grudge against her. Instead, it is her who bears a grudge against me.”

A follower behind Wang Yu suddenly interjected: “Our master is ranked 18 on the Heavenly Ranking. Won’t you even give him this much face?”

“Silence!” Wang Yu rebuked before bowing his head apologetically, “Sorry, I should have disciplined him better.”

Jiang Yuan smiled without replying. He knew this wasn’t about poor discipline; it’a mere reminder to him.

The master could maintain his handsome and elegant appearance.

Then he added, “I truly hope to become friends with Brother Jiang. As for Tantai Ming, since she harbors the Body of Profound Yin, she is crucial to me for breaking into the ninth level of my Spiritual Sea Realm. For my thin face, I hope you reconcile with her.”

With a sincere look on his face, Wang Yu looked at Jiang Yuan.

“Regrettably, I must decline!”, Jiang Yuan shook his head, “If she genuinely wanted reconciliation, she would have come in person, not sending you. She is comfortably on Divine Maiden Peak, so how can there possibly be any reconciliation?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu’s expression stiffened, turning somewhat ugly.

His follower behind him said, “Jiang Yuan, you’re too arrogant! Our master speaks to you kindly, yet you fail to show him even a bit of respect?”

Right then, Mu Qianru looked at the two men in front of her, feeling disgusted.

After all these years, these two men were still so disgusting.

Wang Yu slowly regained his composure and said, “Brother Jiang! Are you implying that you refuse to give me face?”

In an instant, Mu Qianru coldly interjected, “Wang Yu, who do you think you are, to even mention ‘face’?”

Hearing the familiar voice, Wang Yu froze for an instant.

“Mu…Qian…ru?”

“Yes, it’s me, your old aunty!”

Looking at Jiang Yuan, then at Mu Qianru, Wang Yu’s mind filled with astonishment.

What’s going on?

Why is Mu Qianru, the demoness of the Demon Cult, here with Jiang Yuan?

And did he mishear? Was she addressing Jiang Yuan as Master?

What on earth… What is going on?

Seeing Wang Yu still in a daze, Mu Qianru said, “Get lost! You’re not welcome here.”

After her words, it seemed as though Wang Yu had been jolted awake.

Looking at the dignified Mu Qianru, then at Jiang Yuan, his mind started to spin. He then took a deep breath and said, “Today I will bid you farewell, I’ll visit another day.”

Jiang Yuan suddenly spoke: “Brother Wang, I wonder if you have ever practiced the techniques of the Demonic Path as I can sense a demonic aura in you.”

Wang Yu’s face turned cold as he stiffly responded, “Brother Jiang, what on earth do you mean?”

“My master is the head of the Heavenly Sword Mountain, an upright person, with unparalleled swordsmanship. How could I practice the techniques of the Demonic Path!”

With a furious flip of his sleeves, he stormed out of Jiang Yuan’s mansion.