"What?" Mo Qingchen suddenly turned around, exclaiming in disbelief.

  Duan Haitao revealed the astonishing secret, and his words became more fluent: "Qingchen niece, you don't have to be surprised. Qingge is indeed a pure yin body. Otherwise, with her three spiritual roots' qualifications, how could she have such a fast cultivation speed?"

  Mo Qingchen was dazed, indeed, he had the Xian Hu in his hand, and also possessed the Qīng Xīn Liú Lí Huǒ that the cultivators dreamed of. In a flash, so many years passed, not only did his alchemy level increase greatly, but the elixirs were never lacking. His cultivation had made rapid progress, and Duan Qingge was actually able to keep up with him. If it was said that it was due to her pure yin body, then it would be a reasonable explanation.

  Suddenly a thought flashed, that Ye Shifu was coincidentally a pure Yang body, then wouldn't the two of them be a match made in heaven? Thinking this far, she secretly scolded herself and suppressed her absurd thoughts.

  This secret seemed to have been weighing on Duan Haitao's heart for many years, and as soon as he spoke out, it was like a dam had burst open, and the words poured out incessantly: "According to Qingchen's nephew's information, I think Qingge must have been discovered by Hanzhang Zhenren to have a pure yin body, which led to this disaster."

  Mo Qingchen silently agreed with Duan Haotian's words, for only this could explain the abnormal behavior of a Jindan cultivator.

  A purely yin body, for a cultivator who has been trapped in the initial stage of Jiedan for over a hundred years, how can there be no movement in his heart?

  "Uncle, why, why after all these years, Qing Ge sister she——" Mo Qingchen asked.

  Duan Haitao smiled wryly and said, "It's fortunate that I coincidentally obtained a secret method that can temporarily conceal her physique, but it only works for cultivation. This secret method can only be maintained for one year, and if it's not re-applied after that time, it will lose its effect. So every year on July 15th, Qing Ge would return. This year she was late, which made me worried, thinking that it wouldn't be so coincidental to encounter a cultivator above the Condensing Dan stage... who knew..."

  It's really a coincidence! On the side of the Executive Hall, usually only the disciples of the foundation-building period and the Qi-refining period are present, while the Dan-cultivating cultivators rarely set foot in it, yet Duan Qingge happened to run into one.

  Mo Qingchen sighed and said, "Uncle, since that's the case, I'll go back and investigate. If Huan Zhang really took Qing Ge to his cave, I'll definitely think of a way to rescue her."

  As a woman, Mo Qingchen couldn't help but think of Duan Qingge's possible fate and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned around to leave.

  Duan Haitao stopped him, saying: "Wait, Qingchen niece, Uncle Duan thanks you on behalf of his little girl. However, since she was taken away by the elder of your sect during the Dan-forming period, this matter is settled."

  "Uncle!" Mo Qingchen exclaimed in surprise.

  Duan Haitao's appearance seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, but he continued: "Qing Ge's face is gentle, but because of this secret, she is very strong-willed. She has always been desperately cultivating and taking on tasks. What I worry about most is that the child will get hurt during the task. Now that she has been discovered by a Dan-stage cultivator, at least her life is no longer in danger. How can you let her offend a Dan-stage master at the risk of her own life?"

  "Uncle......I don't quite understand..." Mo Qingchen murmured to herself, she had only heard that cultivators with pure yin or yang physiques not only cultivated quickly themselves, but also made their opposite-sex partners cultivate faster, thus they easily became the opposite sex's furnace and cauldron, as for other uses, she didn't know.

  Duan Haitao sighed: "A pure yin body can greatly increase the speed of a man's cultivation, but Qing Ge's cultivation is far inferior to that of Han Zhang Zhenren. He acted rashly and it was not worth it. Therefore, he will definitely not harm Qing Ge's life. Moreover, the effect of a pure yin body on increasing cultivation speed is not rapid success, but gradual progress. A cultivator who has formed a dan must be able to distinguish between gains and losses. Qing Chen, you can go back now. If you have the opportunity to meet Qing Ge in the future, please advise her more."

  Mo Qingchen was stunned, for a moment she didn't know what to say. She really hadn't expected that Duan Qingge's father would react this way when he knew his daughter had been taken away by the male cultivator as a furnace vessel.

  Seeing Mo Qingchen's expression, Duan Haitao sighed and said: "Qingchen niece, to be honest with you, my daughter and I have been guarding this secret for many years with bated breath. We had mentally prepared ourselves for this outcome a long time ago. To say the least, Qingge is not doing too badly following a Dan-stage cultivator..."

  It's hard to continue from here, and I don't know if it's self-consolation or unbearable.

  The atmosphere was somewhat heavy. When Duan Haitao said it to this point, Mo Qingchen didn't dare say anything and slightly bowed before taking his leave.

  With a wave of his hand, Mo Qingchen gradually made his way towards the Yao Guang Sect, but his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Duan Qingsong.

  Uncle Duan said that Hanzhang Zhenren would not harm Qingge Shijie.

  Uncle Duan said they had mentally prepared for this outcome as father and daughter.

  Fourth Uncle Duan said, "Qing Ge has followed a high-ranking cultivator of the Condensing Dan stage, it's also a fortunate event."

  Duan uncle also said that although Hanzhang Zhenren would not harm Qingge, he would rather kill himself to keep this secret and prevent himself from taking risks...

  Mo Qing's thoughts were scattered, and for a moment he didn't notice that his foot was in pain, with a burning sensation spreading.

  She squatted down and only then realized that it was because she wasn't paying attention, her foot had stepped on a sharp stone and was pierced.

  Mo Qingchu sat down, took off his shoes and socks to clean the wound, suddenly thinking of a few years ago in that valley, he also sprained his foot, had to look up at the furious Ye Shifu.

  Mo Qingchen's heart skipped a beat as he thought of this. That Ye Shifu, who was so enraged just because he saw her bathing, what about Qing Ge? She, who had been pursuing the path of immortality with all her heart, was forcibly taken away to be used as a furnace for cultivation. How must she have felt?

  Mo Qingchen smiled self-deprecatingly, and indeed he was becoming more selfish. Those thoughts just now were just an excuse to justify not saving Duan Qingge.

  But can you really be at peace with yourself in the future if you abandon your feelings and ignore your good friend who is like a sister?

  Mo Qingchen didn't use the Huáng Lóng Gāo, but instead stood up and continued to cast the Yù Fēng Jué towards the direction of the Yáo Guāng Pài. She wanted the pain that occasionally came from her feet to remind herself not to stray off the path on this long journey of life.

  Cultivating immortality is indeed for longevity, but her purpose of living a long life is to see more vast and wonderful heavens and earth, to experience more joy. If one were to abandon these things and only live purely for the sake of living, what difference would there be between one day and ten thousand years?

  This is what they call "a thought arises and one becomes a saint, a thought falls and one enters devilry".

  When they were about to arrive at the gate of Yao Guang Sect, Mo Qingchen stopped and changed to walking.

  This is also an unwritten rule, in order to show respect for the school.

  The mountain gate of Yao Guang Pai has a large array of protecting the mountain, and it is necessary to have an identity card and corresponding mantra to pass on the message to the guardian disciples to open the passage.

  Mo Qingchen pulled out a smoke-colored ID card, his fingers slightly moving as he was about to cast a spell, when suddenly a streak of light flashed across the horizon and two people jumped down.

  One of them was a Zhuji monk, with his hair combed into a topknot, his face clear and calm, yet somewhat dusty and travel-worn.

  He saw that person coming and hastily made a bow, then glanced at the person beside him without leaving any trace, but his body stopped moving.

  The person next to him had a face similar to that of the Zhuji monk, with a pair of big eyes blinking, revealing a bit of childishness, and a smile at the corner of his mouth that was as warm as the morning sun.

  Little Xia brother!

  At that time, when parting with her in Tianyao City, Xiaoxia was already a young woman. Mo Qingchen naturally recognized her at a glance, but she was no longer the little girl of the past and did not impulsively call out to him.

  Seeing a young nun looking at herself, Xiaoxia smiled slightly and pointed to Mo Qingchen's feet: "Little sister, your foot is bleeding."

  After more than a decade, he still hadn't recognized her, but was just as enthusiastic as ever.

  "Come in, Xiaxia." said a nearby Jigong monk.

  "Hey." Xiaxia smiled at him with a mischievous grin.

  Mo Qingchen smiled faintly and stepped aside to let them go knock on the mountain gate. Since he didn't recognize her today, she'd just wait for another day. After all, what she needed to do now was better done without anyone noticing her.

  Xia suddenly turned her head and stared at the dimple on Mo Qingchen's lips for a while, then said in a low voice: "Little sister?"

  It started with doubt but ended up being certain.

  Mo Qingchen smiled and nodded lightly at him.

  Xiaoye was stunned on the spot as if she had been struck by a magic spell, but her mouth curved up more and more until she burst out laughing, suddenly running over to tightly hug Mo Qingchen.

  "Little girl, when did you come to Yao Guang Pai? Why didn't you go find me? You stinky little brat!" A scolding voice came mixed with the unique aura of a man.

  Mo Qingchen didn't feel embarrassed at all, thinking this was a matter of course.

  "Little sister, why aren't you speaking?" Xia asked softly after a long while.

  Mo Qingchen glared at him as she had ten years ago and said, "I'm almost suffocated by you, what did you say?"

  Looking at Mo Qingchen's angry expression, Xiaoxia smiled and scratched her head, originally neat Dao Jie was instantly turned into a bird's nest.

  The monk next to him coughed twice.

  Xiaoxia giggled a few times, then quickly pulled Mo Qingchen and said to the man, "Brother, this is my little sister I told you about before." After that, she pulled Mo Qingchen again and said, "Little sister, this is my big brother."

  That monk saw Xiaoxia pulling and pulling a young female monk, glared at him, then said to Mo Qingchen: "I've always heard Xiaoxia mention you, didn't expect the little sister in his words, her cultivation is much higher than his."

  The monk's tone was quite amiable, so Mo Qingchen smiled and said, "Master Uncle is being too kind, it's just that he hasn't caught up to me yet."

  Xiu Shi was taken aback, then burst out laughing: "Haha, I wondered why you asked about your cultivation, Little Xia always keeps quiet, it turns out to be like this."

  Xiaoxia glared at Mo Qingchen, waved her fist, and saw that Mo Qingchen ignored her. She leaned in with a smile and said: "Little sister, I knew you were from the Yao Guang Sect, I wouldn't have gone out with big brother."

  Originally, Xiaoxia had been eagerly waiting for Mo Qingchen to participate in the Yao Guang Sect's once-in-a-decade disciple selection, but until the selection ended, she didn't hear any news about her name being mentioned. Later on, when Mo Qingchen became a miscellaneous disciple and lived a reclusive life for many years, Xiaoxia was also unaware of it. It wasn't until later, when she followed her older brother out, that she missed the time when Mo Qingchen's name was being widely discussed among the disciples.

  "Little sister, where is grandfather?" Xia asked.

  Mo Qingchen lowered her eyelids and said softly: "It's gone."

  Xiaoxia's lips moved slightly, but she didn't speak, and instead patted Mo Qingchen's slender shoulder with her hand.

  "Xiaoxia, let's go pay our respects to Master first, and then we can invite your sworn sister over to play when we get back." The monk chimed in.

  Xiaoxia glanced at her brother and reluctantly said to Mo Qingchen: "Little sister, then I'll go with big brother first. You come find me at Jin Feng Peak in the afternoon, okay? We can have a good chat. If you're not convenient to come out, I can also go find you."

  Mo Qingchen's heart moved slightly, and he said with a smile: "Of course it's convenient."