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    The next evening.


    As expected, after suppressing her cultivation three times, Lan Mulian’s tribulation finally descended.


    Clad in a moon-white dress, she stood calmly beneath the vast tribulation clouds, her expression serene as she faced the lightning bolts.


    Mu Zhi’an, having returned from Tianxuan City, watched her from afar, impressed by her composure.


    Though he had never seen her fight, he had never underestimated her.


    After all, she was the Sect Master’s chosen disciple. Her talent was undeniable.


    And her… assets were also quite impressive. Perhaps only slightly smaller than Ruoxi’s, but still quite substantial.


    He admired her figure, his gaze lingering on her long, slender legs and her delicate feet in their embroidered shoes.


    If only Senior Sister would step on me with those beautiful legs… He shook his head, banishing the inappropriate thoughts.


    Get a grip, Mu Zhi’an! You’re becoming a degenerate!


    He could indulge in such fantasies later, once he had truly captured her heart…


    Voices buzzed around him. Many disciples had gathered to witness the tribulation.


    After all, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm was the dream of many cultivators.


    A sweet, intoxicating fragrance wafted towards him.


    He turned and saw Lan Feiying, clad in a dark red dress, her beauty as alluring as ever, standing beside him, her gaze fixed on her sister.


    “Sister Feiying, it’s been over a month, hasn’t it? You even refused to meet me last time,” he said with a smile, initiating a conversation.


    He had visited her twice at the Peak of Celestial Secrets in the past few months, but she had declined one of his invitations, claiming to be focused on her cultivation.


    She glanced at him, her voice laced with a hint of mockery. “Cultivators prioritize their cultivation, young master. We can’t be gallivanting around all the time.”


    “But everyone needs a break sometimes. Sometimes, a change of scenery can help one overcome a bottleneck,” he countered, reaching for her waist.


    She swatted his hand away, her voice a playful scolding. “There are so many disciples watching. Behave yourself.”


    So it’s okay if there are no disciples watching…? He sighed dramatically. “You’ve changed, Sister Feiying. It seems reaching the Core Formation Realm has created an insurmountable barrier between us.”


    She rolled her eyes, knowing he was teasing her.


    “If relaxation was enough, there wouldn’t be so many elders stuck at the Nascent Soul Realm, unable to advance a single stage,” a cold voice sneered from the crowd.


    The harsh words drew everyone’s attention.


    Mu Zhi’an turned to see an elder he had never met before.


    He was dressed in a dark robe, his hands clasped behind his back, his demeanor austere and imposing.


    Who is he…? He looks unfamiliar… He frowned, puzzled.


    “He’s the Second Elder of Drunken Dream Peak,” Lan Feiying explained through a voice transmission.


    He understood.


    His casual remark about overcoming bottlenecks through relaxation had clearly struck a nerve.


    However, he had simply been trying to flirt with Lan Feiying. It had been an unintentional insult.


    Ye Yu, observing the scene, chuckled inwardly.


    Many elders within the sect were stuck at the Nascent Soul Realm, their hopes of advancement dwindling with each passing year. Mu Zhi’an’s careless words had rubbed salt in their wounds.


    Besides, the Second Elder was also Ye Yu’s alchemy master. He had heard about Ye Yu’s conflict with Mu Zhi’an and naturally disliked the cunning disciple of the Book Pavilion.


    Boom!


    The final bolt of lightning struck, and the disciples looked up, their gazes filled with admiration as they watched the graceful figure in the moon-white dress.


    Nascent Soul Realm!


    The youngest cultivator to reach this level. Even in the entire Nine Realms, there was likely no one else her age who had achieved such a feat.


    Her talent is truly monstrous… The thought crossed the minds of many disciples and elders.


    Senior Sister’s figure seems even more alluring now. Her skin is so fair and delicate, like it would bruise at the slightest touch… Mu Zhi’an thought, his gaze lingering on her.


    Lan Mulian, sensing their gazes, looked down at them, her eyes clear and bright.


    “Lan Feiying, disciple of the Peak of Celestial Secrets, offers a Sixth-Grade Condensing Essence Pill to congratulate Senior Sister on reaching the Nascent Soul Realm!” a melodious voice announced.


    A Sixth-Grade pill?!


    The disciples stared at the beautiful woman in the red dress, their eyes wide with surprise.


    It seemed the Peak of Celestial Secrets had come prepared…


    The two sisters exchanged glances, then looked away, a faint smile gracing Lan Mulian’s lips. “Thank you, Junior Sister,” she replied, her voice cool and pleasant.


    Disciples from two other peaks also stepped forward, offering their gifts, either rare treasures or precious pills.


    Ye Yu approached her, bowing respectfully as he presented an exquisite wooden box. “The Second Elder has already presented Drunken Dream Peak’s gift. This is a personal gift from me, Senior Sister.”


    She raised an eyebrow, accepting the box with her slender hand. “Thank you, Junior Brother.”


    “Why don’t you open it, Senior Sister?” he said with a smile.


    This gift was a testament to his progress.


    She opened the box, revealing a pink pill, its surface shimmering with a rainbow of colors. A potent medicinal fragrance filled the air.


    “A Sixth-Grade pill! The Eternal Beauty Pill!” a disciple exclaimed, recognizing the pill. Many female disciples’ eyes lit up.


    Ye Yu can refine the Eternal Beauty Pill…? They stared at him, their gazes filled with admiration.


    The Eternal Beauty Pill was far more valuable to women than any other Sixth-Grade pill, even Seventh-Grade pills.


    While the Fifth-Grade Jade Beauty Pill could only maintain one’s appearance for a limited time, the Eternal Beauty Pill could preserve one’s youth indefinitely!


    It meant eternal beauty.


    For cultivators below the Nascent Soul Realm, its value was comparable to a Seventh-Grade pill! Sёar?h the n?velFire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.


    Of course, Nascent Soul cultivators could easily maintain their appearance.


    But how many Nascent Soul cultivators were there?


    Most cultivators were stuck at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation Realms, their hopes of advancement dwindling with each passing year.


    The Eternal Beauty Pill’s appearance naturally captivated the female disciples’ attention.


    “I knew Ye Yu was an alchemist, but I didn’t know he could refine Sixth-Grade pills… He must be at least a Fifth-Grade peak alchemist.”


    “It would be beneficial to befriend him…”


    The disciples stared at the pill, their hearts filled with envy.


    Ye Yu remained humble, but he couldn’t hide the pride in his eyes.


    He had anticipated their reaction when he had chosen this gift.


    After all, it was a Sixth-Grade pill, and the Eternal Beauty Pill at that!


    He glanced at Lan Mulian, hoping to see a flicker of emotion in her usually calm eyes, but she remained impassive. He sighed inwardly, then turned to Mu Zhi’an with a smile.


    “Young Master Mu, I heard you’re quite close to Senior Sister. Where’s your gift?”


    Back in the Mu Family, Mu Zhi’an had been able to act with impunity because of his family’s wealth and power. But now, within the Two Polarities Sect, without his family’s protection, even the Master of the Book Pavilion’s favor wouldn’t grant him access to a Sixth-Grade pill.


    After all, pills above the Sixth-Grade couldn’t be bought with Spirit Stones alone.


    And even if he had a Sixth-Grade pill, it wouldn’t compare to the Eternal Beauty Pill in value.


    This was the advantage of being an alchemist, an advantage Mu Zhi’an lacked!


    All eyes turned to Mu Zhi’an.


    Ye Lingxuan watched the scene unfold, her expression calm.


    To these disciples, the Eternal Beauty Pill might be a precious treasure.


    However, she possessed an Innate Spiritual Body, granting her not only exceptional cultivation talent, but also remarkable alchemy talent.


    She could also refine Sixth-Grade pills.


    Besides, she had a stockpile of Eternal Beauty Pills and other Sixth-Grade pills in her storage ring.


    “Brother Mu, I’ll transfer my storage ring to you,” she transmitted her voice.


    He glanced at her, meeting her gaze. He understood her intentions and chuckled. “It’s alright, Lingxuan.”


    He hadn’t expected her to casually offer a Sixth-Grade pill… Though he knew she was wealthy, he was still surprised by her generosity.


    She frowned, her voice laced with concern. “You don’t have to be so polite, Brother Mu.”


    “I’m not being polite. I’ve already prepared a gift,” he replied.


    He didn’t explain, simply offering her a mysterious smile.


    The Eternal Beauty Pill was indeed valuable to women.


    However… he had something better!