Long Yin spoke this sentence indifferently, as if without emotion, yet Jing Hengbo had a very strange feeling, as if this indifferent statement actually contained very serious meaning.

Therefore, she asked seriously: “What do you mean you need me?”

Long Yin said very casually: “I need you to help me continue the family lineage.”

Jing Hengbo choked, coughing in the wind, muttering: “Are all the great god’s family members insane?”

“You’re not from the Long family, but you have Prajna Snow true power. You must have deep connections with our Long family.” Long Yin said. “The Long family has suffered persecution from Dahuang’s imperial house for many years, with descendants withering away. The urgent priority now is to continue excellent offspring. For this, I’ve been searching for many years.”

Jing Hengbo pointed at her own nose: “You searched for many years, then took a fancy to me at first sight? Have you seen my face? Do you know my temperament? Do you understand what I like?”

She had always covered her face with a veil, so her appearance wasn’t clear.

“I don’t need to care what you look like.” Long Yin didn’t even glance at her. “I also don’t need to bother with whether you’re irritable or gentle. As for what you like, that’s none of my business. I just need a suitable woman.”

Jing Hengbo decided that before beating him up, she should first clarify what he meant by “suitable.” After all, this was a Long family member – his conditions might also be what Gong Yin needed.

“What do you mean by suitable?”

“The Long family has dual cultivation secrets that can enhance one’s power and drive out inherited poisons from the bloodline as much as possible. But not everyone can dual cultivate with Long family members. So though the Long family has continued for many generations, very few couples have successfully dual cultivated. But all who succeeded eventually became heroes of their generation.” Long Yin’s face showed slight yearning. “Women capable of dual cultivation must have special constitutions. They must be able to withstand the impact of the Long family’s Prajna Snow extreme cold true power, and must themselves possess top-level mental techniques that can protect against and resist Prajna Snow. Previously, only female disciples of the three great sects were suitable. Unfortunately, Kunlun Palace has been destroyed, leaving Purple Micro as a man who took seven male disciples. Nine Heavens Gate sits high on Snow Mountain and has never gotten along with our Long family – their female disciples would never marry into the Long family. So for the past few decades, dual cultivation has been impossible.”

Jing Hengbo touched her nose, thinking Purple Micro’s newest female disciple was right here. She also wondered – since the Long family had this tradition, why had Gong Yin always refused to touch her? Or had he been abandoned too early and nobody told him?

“The moment I saw you, I knew you could do it.” Long Yin said. “You have a small amount of Prajna Snow true power, your body has been protected by top-level elixirs more than once. As long as we remove that thread of sinister cold qi, you can resist Prajna Snow’s invasion. And you seem to cultivate the Bright Moon mental technique – though not yet perfected, your foundation is very good. If you dual cultivate with me, complementing each other, your Bright Moon technique could naturally achieve completion with great benefits. The three great sects originally came from the same source – together we’d be a match made in heaven. There’s no reason to give up.”

“Bah.” Jing Hengbo said. “What does marriage mean to your Long family? Just for treating bloodline ailments, improving martial arts, continuing offspring? What about love and responsibility?”

“I forgive you ordinary women for such thoughts. You’re full of fantasies about marriage, longing to find good men. Living your whole lives in vulgar existence. So you’re destined for lifelong mediocrity – bearing children for ordinary men, mending and washing, aging and dying early, never knowing the pinnacle experiences of life.” Long Yin’s smile seemed calm but was actually contemptuous, full of cold indifference from looking down on others. “So initially, you can’t understand such noble pursuits of noble families. But Long family members disdain lying. I can tell you this will be your best way to reach the pinnacle. You’ll enjoy things ordinary people can’t possess – martial arts, longevity, health, wealth, and the supreme position everyone looks up to. In the future, you’ll be grateful to me.”

“If you give up this brain-damaged idea now, I’ll be grateful to you.” Jing Hengbo tapped her own head and smiled at him cheerfully.

She’d dealt with these so-called ancient clans and noble sects. Except for Purple Micro’s line whose temperament had changed drastically after their sect’s destruction, the rest were all like Long Yin – considering themselves noble, looking down on all living beings, seeing the vast world as nothing but ants. Even their farts were considered gifts to you that you should prostrate yourself to receive.

More importantly, such people were usually so arrogant they were impervious to reason. The noble concepts instilled by ancient clans had penetrated their bones. Arguing with them was useless – like talking to a cow, you could only see their huge nostrils.

“Actually, you’re not the best choice – your birth is too low.” Long Yin was indeed only immersed in his own thoughts, completely ignoring what she said. “But I have no choice. The Long family’s other branch has been missing for years. Now only our Thousand Mountain Long family branch remains, and this branch has only a few people left. I’m the most outstanding disciple of suitable age among them. I must choose a wife capable of dual cultivation for the family as soon as possible.”

“I think you’re not the best choice either, because your birth is too low.” Jing Hengbo propped her chin, saying slowly. “Looking at your nouveau riche air of only knowing how to look down your nose at people, you’re probably not from the Long family’s main line but a branch, right? I’m a legitimate queen, wealthy in my own lands. Why should I marry a bastard from a side branch?”

“What do you know.” Long Yin’s expression wasn’t good, as if struck at a painful spot. “Even a Long family branch is ten thousand times nobler than you! Back then, Dahuang’s founding empress was just a groom servant of our Long family!”

“Good men don’t boast of past glory; people shouldn’t be too arrogant.” Jing Hengbo waved her hand. “Now your Long family is hunted like stray dogs on the founding empress’s land, not even daring to show your faces. All of Dahuang thinks the Long family has been exterminated. Presumably it’s because your Long family boasted too much about treating the founding empress as a servant back then?”

“My offering dual cultivation to you is giving you face.” Long Yin finally couldn’t bear it, his face pale as he said: “Even if you’re unwilling, you have no choice. Don’t you want to solve the sinister cold qi in your true power? Don’t you want to obtain Purple Orchid Pool’s secret and rescue your companion?”

Jing Hengbo smiled. Actually, when she heard Shang Lue say Purple Orchid Pool had other secrets, her heart had already settled halfway. What she feared was Purple Orchid Pool truly being a dead end. As long as there was any possibility of getting out, she believed Gong Yin would definitely manage it.

Gong Yin had been arguing with her then, but he wasn’t willful or violent – he would never ignore the big picture out of pique and deliberately make her sad. Maybe he had other discoveries below, or temporarily couldn’t come up.

“The true qi has some problems – I can treat it slowly. Purple Orchid Pool’s secret – I’ll find it myself. Do you really think the earth can’t turn without you?” She smiled cheerfully, pointing at Long Yin’s nose with her finger, then turned to leave.

“Your true qi was transferred to you by someone else. That person has the real serious problem with their true qi. Only by understanding dual cultivation methods can you help him. Isn’t this important to you either?”

Jing Hengbo stopped.

Long Yin’s eyes showed mockery – another foolish woman trapped by love.

After a long while, Jing Hengbo slowly turned around: “Only dual cultivation methods can solve this true qi problem?”

“Of course there are other methods – Long family members don’t lie.” Long Yin said proudly. “But other methods are more difficult and dangerous. Dual cultivation is the most possible by comparison.”

“Dual cultivation has its techniques, right?” Jing Hengbo said. “Can I trade something with you for them? Anything you want, as long as I have it.”

“I only want you.”

“Let me say this upfront,” Jing Hengbo spoke very slowly, as if thinking. “You should be able to guess that if I’m willing to dual cultivate with you, it’s to help someone else through dual cultivation in the future. Can you accept being cuckolded?”

“Long family dual cultivation bodies are inherently rare. So whenever we encounter them, family members can’t afford to be stingy. For the family’s continuation and creating more outstanding talents, we allow sharing.” Long Yin said frankly. “Previously, the Long family’s seventh generation direct heir Long Ding had a wife who was Kunlun Palace’s only female disciple. For the family’s continuation, after the family explained the greater good, Long Ding and his wife gladly agreed to secretly dual cultivate with Long Ding’s younger brother Long Jing as well, earning unanimous praise from the entire family and being recorded in the family genealogy.”

Jing Hengbo stared dumbfounded at the proud-faced Long Yin, nearly vomiting.

What was this?

Brothers sharing a wife?

What did they mean by “allowing sharing”? “Can’t afford to be stingy”? What was this “explaining the greater good” and “unanimous praise”?

How could that woman have agreed to such demands? Explaining the greater good? It was family coercion, wasn’t it?

One could imagine how wronged and humiliated that woman felt. Such shameless, incestuous affairs were treated as sacrificial honors, celebrated and recorded in family history?

Did these people have no shame at all?

Or were wealthy noble families always harboring filth and corruption beneath their surface glory?

Looking at Long Yin’s matter-of-fact expression, he truly felt it was no big deal.

Jing Hengbo held her forehead, feeling the world was truly fantastical, with freaks everywhere. Friction, friction – such devilish steps.

Did Gong Yin really come from such a family? Fortunately he was abandoned early and left the family. If he’d grown up in such a family… tsk tsk, look at Long Yin’s character.

Jing Hengbo remembered what Long Yin had said about the main line’s disappearance. With the main line missing and branches eager to continue the bloodline, did they mean to replace them?

“I have a question,” Jing Hengbo said. “Did you once send a Long family child to a small mountain village many years ago, then intermittently teach him for many years?”

Long Yin’s expression changed slightly. After a long while: “How do you know?”

This was an admission. Jing Hengbo immediately asked: “Do you know who that child was? What’s his relationship to you?”

“That was Long family direct lineage. Long Yu’s grandson.” Long Yin said indifferently. “When the Long family main line disappeared years ago, the branches heard the news and went searching. At the Long family estate, we only found this child. He was hidden under ice and snow with corpses covering him – presumably a loyal servant saved him desperately before dying. Because the situation was urgent then, the court never tolerated Long family descendants appearing, secret agents were everywhere, and we ourselves were constantly moving, it was inconvenient to take him in. So we sent him to some nameless mountain village in Sinking Iron territory. Every year we’d send someone to guide him in Prajna Snow, sometimes helping solve problems, at least letting him grow up safely. Speaking of which, the main line never treated us well, but we branches have always been quite generous.”

“Hehe, yes yes, very generous, very generous.” Jing Hengbo had a cheerful expression, thinking a family that dared not shelter and protect an infant, throwing such a small child out in that manner, then “helping solve problems” in such rough ways – truly very generous indeed.

“By calculation, he should be my grandson.” Long Yin said thoughtfully.

Jing Hengbo “pfft” spat out, coughing incessantly.

This was incredibly thunderous.

“Is he the one you want to save?” Long Yin asked.

Jing Hengbo wondered – this guy didn’t know Gong Yin’s identity? Having cared for Gong Yin for ten years, didn’t he follow up afterward?

“I don’t know if it’s the one you mentioned.” She said vaguely. “I’ve heard vaguely about it.”

“Later that child also suddenly disappeared. We searched everywhere but couldn’t find him. Afterward our own family had some incidents. For safety, the remaining clan members scattered to various places, hiding their names and surviving separately. To advance our own power, we all chose famous mountains and rivers, places with special marshes far from people. Long family martial arts require pure, spotless states of mind – we can’t be contaminated by the mundane world.”

Jing Hengbo understood. These people couldn’t protect themselves, hiding in mountains, so they stopped caring about Gong Yin later.

“If you want to save that person, go ahead.” Long Yin said indifferently. “The main line has been exterminated. Now we are the main line. After you follow me, just have him come pay respects later. Speaking of which, we have shown him kindness. If he’s sensible, he should offer you with both hands.”

Jing Hengbo laughed cheerfully again, thinking he should smash your dog head with both hands instead.

But speaking of this, Gong Yin had indeed searched for clan members for years and had received this person’s help. When they met in the future, with these people being so conceited and shameless, there would likely be trouble.

She folded her hands in her sleeves, smiling sweetly: “Alright. I’ve thought it through – dual cultivation it is. But I have conditions.”

“Helping you remove the sinister cold qi from your true power, helping you obtain Purple Orchid Pool’s secret. Both will be done.” Long Yin said impatiently.

“That’s not enough. I also want a grand wedding.”

“What?!”

“You say dual cultivation and I should dual cultivate with you – what do you take me for? A prostitute available to all? I’m at least a queen!” Jing Hengbo raised her eyebrows. “You treat women like machines, marriage like tasks. But this isn’t fair to women. For my dignity, for my future, you must appropriately comfort me – proper matchmaking and marriage, giving me a decent wedding, making dual cultivation into spousal duty. Only then can my heart accept it. Otherwise, no deal.”

“Then come with me immediately to the Long family estate to marry.”

“No need. Right here. There’s a ready-made Shang Kingdom palace – why not use it? I’ll just borrow the venue from Shang Yueyue.”

“What tricks are you playing?”

“What tricks could I play that you’d fear? A dignified Long family descendant wouldn’t even dare to marry?”

“If you’re hoping someone will crash the wedding, you’ve miscalculated. Whether we marry or not, you can’t hope to obtain dual cultivation methods. Moreover, I have ways to make your sinister cold qi erupt early.”

“So what if someone crashes it? A dignified Long family descendant who can’t even protect his own things – what’s the point of practicing dual cultivation?”

Long Yin glanced at her and sneered: “Then as you wish.”

Jing Hengbo snapped her fingers and also smiled.

“Deal!”

…

Jing Hengbo didn’t enter the palace directly. Using Shang Lue’s token, she had Shang Yueyue brought out.

When Shang Yueyue saw the corpses of her parents and brothers laid out before her, she was completely stunned.

She immediately went limp in the carriage like a pile of mud that couldn’t be helped up. Jing Hengbo called her, shouted at her – nothing worked. Only after pinching her hard did she slowly come to her senses, trembling all over like chaff, her little face pale as paper.

Jing Hengbo sighed inwardly, feeling Shang Kingdom was finished.

This child clearly couldn’t hold things together. Unlike He Wan who was gentle outside but strong within and could be supported into position at crucial moments, if this one was put in power, she’d probably die within three days.

Touching her chin, she thought mournfully that once news of Shang Kingdom’s affairs spread, her reputation as a royal family disaster star would probably become even more famous.

“What do you plan to do in the future?” She had told Shang Yueyue the whole story and kindly asked.

The child just shook her head blankly.

“Would you like to be queen?”

The child shook her head like a rattle drum: “Royal law forbids princesses from ascending the throne.”

“Female regent?”

The child looked even more terrified.

“Are there any direct royal family male descendants left in Shang Kingdom?” Jing Hengbo felt a headache.

“Big brother has two sons. But they’re badly behaved. There’s also one branch,” Shang Yueyue said blankly, “originally exiled for crimes, later pardoned and returned. Now they hold empty noble titles, only appearing at major annual festivals.”

Jing Hengbo suddenly thought of Shang Cheng, who had refused to comply with the Queen and slit his throat before her.

That branch of the Shang family was actually reliable. If Shang Yueyue could handle this matter well, she could become a princess with real power without standing at the storm’s center.

She asked Shang Yueyue’s opinion, but the girl suddenly blushed, saying she wanted to discuss it with someone. Jing Hengbo wondered who this introverted, timid girl whose relatives had all died could discuss things with. Soon she heard Yu Wuse’s duck-like voice.

“Aha ha ha, this is simple. Let your brother’s two sons fight first. Those two boys who haven’t even grown hair yet – can they win? They’ll definitely make a mess of things, then you can clean up the situation. Don’t worry, I’ll help you. If I don’t help you, who will?”

The boy who hadn’t grown hair yet was boasting shamelessly. As he spoke, he put his arm around Shang Yueyue’s waist. The girl shyly lowered her head like a water lotus unable to bear the cool breeze, but didn’t struggle free.

Seeing Yu Wuse swaggering over with his arm around Shang Yueyue, Jing Hengbo really wanted to immediately drag Ying Bai over to let him see his good son. Unable to deceive the great god, now he was starting to deceive other people’s innocent daughters.

But it had to be said that Yu Wuse, as the only son raised from childhood as heir by the Jade Queen, was much better than Shang Yueyue at political affairs. He first flatteringly said Sister Bobo had worked hard and should enter the palace to rest while he handled everything, definitely making up for his mistakes. Turning around, he took charge as the master, ordering the Shang King’s death to be kept secret, the corpse secretly stored in an ice coffin, strictly controlling all palace family members, taking the Shang King’s seal, summoning Shang Lue’s two sons separately into the palace for private audiences. He told both of them he planned to make them crown princes but needed to test them first.

Jing Hengbo took advantage of his major reorganization of Shang Kingdom’s royal family to ransack the Shang Kingdom palace extensively. After all, this palace would soon belong to her nephew, so she might as well take what she could.

With Shang Yueyue now controlling the palace, she could naturally enter the Shang King’s bedchamber. Long Yin, skilled in mechanisms, helped her find the Purple Orchid Pool detailed explanation hidden in the shoe compartment under the Shang King’s bed. Only then did she learn there was another pool beneath Purple Orchid Pool – that pool was the true treasure where Shang Kingdom could produce various top-level medicinal herbs. Famous medicines like Purple Orchid Vine all depended on that pool’s soil and water quality. But there were many whirlpools there, and a considerable distance and fault line between it and Purple Orchid Pool – like a towering cliff with an abyss below. Ordinary people couldn’t go down or even see it.

Only after Purple Orchid Pool closed, when the huge rocks sealed it off and the terrain changed, would the deep pool’s water level rise, allowing people to discover that water eye. But to go down still required absolute masters.

Precisely because no one had ever gone down to that underground pool, the sealed Purple Orchid Pool had always been considered a dead end.

Jing Hengbo guessed that Gong Yin must have seen the spring eye of that lower pool when Purple Orchid Pool was sealing. With his eyesight, he could definitely tell that was the real treasure. But there wasn’t time to explain then. He threw out the Purple Orchid Vine and took advantage of the moment when Purple Orchid Pool’s closure raised the underground pool’s water level to dive into the earth pool.

Now there really was no way to help. The top was already closed, and who knew where the underground pool led. She could only wait for Gong Yin to come out himself.

The more Jing Hengbo thought about it, the more annoyed she became. She felt Gong Yin should have had time to hint to her then. This guy said nothing and let her misunderstand that something happened to him – was he deliberately retaliating?

Go ahead and stay in that pool bottom forever. Even if sister gets married, you don’t come out!

Long Yin seemed to suddenly show sincerity, wanting to use spirit medicines as betrothal gifts. He personally lit furnaces and fires, using various medicinal materials collected from Purple Orchid Pool to make medicine. Jing Hengbo was delighted – she had the herbs but didn’t know how to use them. Having been in Shang Kingdom so many years, Long Yin was naturally a master alchemist.

When Yu Wuse heard she wanted to marry that guy called Long Yin in the Shang Kingdom palace, he was initially surprised, then actively prepared. Jing Hengbo heard him ordering a palace room to be prepared for the wedding while cackling with glee: “Great marriage! This’ll anger those three shameless ones!”

Jing Hengbo silently looked up at the sky – who exactly was shameless?

With Purple Orchid Pool already closed and such major incidents, that wolf cub Yu Wuse suggested simply closing all of Treasure Terrace Mountain and letting those guards die inside to prevent news leaks. This time Shang Yueyue didn’t listen to him, choosing to withdraw all guards and immediately exile them far away, never allowing them to return to the capital. Yu Wuse mocked her soft-heartedness for a long time but finally agreed.

Watching this, Jing Hengbo was quite pleased. She thought Yu Wuse and Shang Yueyue were actually quite suitable. That brat was bold and reckless, lacking principles, while Shang Yueyue was extremely kind. Though gentle, she didn’t lack principles. With her quietly influencing him like gentle rain, the brat might actually return to the right path.

With Treasure Terrace Mountain’s guards withdrawn, Yélu Qi, Pei Shu and others returned, but were blocked outside the palace. Jing Hengbo wouldn’t let Yu Wuse tell them about her impending marriage.

While Yélu Qi and Pei Shu wondered outside the palace, in Shang Kingdom’s alchemy secret chamber, furnace fires blazed.

The soon-to-be groom Long Yin focused intently on the huge cauldron, constantly monitoring the furnace temperature. The flickering bright and dark firelight from the wind gate made his features uncertain.

Beside him was someone dressed like a little eunuch, silently adding charcoal to the cauldron.

“When you’re making this medicine, can you add other things to create different effects?” the little eunuch suddenly asked.

“Impossible.” Long Yin said decisively. “Alchemy is extremely precise – a tiny error can cause huge mistakes. Randomly adding other medicines might not produce the effects you want and would instead ruin the efficacy of Purple Orchid Vine and other medicines.” After a pause, he added coldly: “Besides, Long family members don’t do such base things.”

The little eunuch smiled, his tone not respectful: “Oh, such integrity. My apologies. But if the Long family is so proud, why are you willing to cooperate with us and assume the name Long Yin?”

“Why assume it? That name will be mine sooner or later.” Long Yin pressed his thin lips together with full confidence.

In Long family names, the character “Yin” was most precious because it was one character from the founder’s name, always reserved for Long family direct line descendants with special bloodlines. Their side branches had no qualifications at all.

His name was Long Qing, but he felt that after successful dual cultivation, he would qualify to become Long Yin.

The little eunuch beside him was his collaborator. Several days ago, this little eunuch appeared at Purple Orchid Pool wearing a cloak and made a deal with him.

The other party said they would provide him with a woman suitable for dual cultivation, while he needed to leave the man beside this woman and take the woman away. He also had to claim his name was Long Yin to outsiders.

So Purple Orchid Pool hadn’t closed so quickly originally – it was he who immediately closed Purple Orchid Pool after seeing that woman, leaving her male companion trapped inside.

He didn’t care about the consequences of leaving him behind. If he guessed correctly, that person might also be a Long family descendant. Long family descendants all knew the special meaning of the character “Yin,” so knowing there was a Long Yin at Purple Orchid Pool, he would definitely come.

As for why that cloaked person wanted to lure a Long family descendant to Purple Orchid Pool, why he wanted help trapping this Long family descendant, and whether they wanted to trap him to kill him or for that pool beneath the pool – he didn’t want to manage or care.

So what if he was a Long family descendant? He definitely wasn’t from the Long family branch, so he must be the surviving descendant of the Long family main line. The main line and branches were already distant. Now that the branch finally had a chance to emerge and replace the main line, why give it up?

The Long family would revive sooner or later. The revived Long family head should belong to Thousand Mountain Long clan. The first generation head after revival should belong to him, Long Qing. Oh, he’d be called Long Yin in the future.

Wedding preparations took three days, and the fight between Shang Kingdom’s princes also lasted three days. In those three days, Shang Lue’s two sons each attempted to assassinate the other over ten times, organized battles of considerable scale over three times, successfully creating one death and one disability in just three days.

Jing Hengbo sighed at this – the power of genetic inheritance was strong. Shang Kingdom’s royal family was the most troublemaking, killing-skilled royal family she’d ever seen. An entire family of people were all warlike, cruel, and bloodthirsty, killing each other until they killed themselves off completely.

Now Shang Kingdom’s direct royal bloodline males were extinct, leaving only side branches. Yu Wuse, like her, observed and felt putting up a puppet was better than having Shang Yueyue directly take power. After hearing about the Purple Orchid Pool incident, he also chose the young son of Shang Cheng (who had committed suicide before the Queen), adopting him to Shang Lue as stepson to become heir.

Of course, before placing that heavy crown on that bewildered family’s heads, Yu Wuse and Shang Yueyue had long talks with them, secretly reaching many agreements. The most important was that the most prosperous and important considerable portion of Shang Kingdom’s lands and cities were granted to Shang Yueyue as princess fiefs.

This was naturally Yu Wuse’s wishful thinking. He didn’t want to marry a queen and become a king consort who couldn’t hold his head up. Shang Yueyue’s personality also wasn’t suitable for wielding power. Better to possess lands and cities with great wealth and marry out. If she married him, even better – his territory would expand, he’d have a wealthy wife and never fear his mother again, avoiding marriage to thick-waisted, big-bottomed Wang Juhua.

Of course, if Shang Yueyue married out in the future, Shang Kingdom would likely face complete division. But for Shang Cheng’s line, the throne was an unexpected joy anyway. They were originally disgraced, impoverished nobles who only sought peaceful lives. Who could have imagined sudden changes of fortune would place them on the Shang King’s throne? Until the child ascended that throne, they remained dazed as if in a dream.

Fate’s mysterious coincidences – probably even Shang Cheng, who committed suicide before the Queen, never imagined that merely keeping faith with family traditions and promises would lead to being valued and achieving his family’s renewed prosperity.

During these three days, the furnace fires for medicine-making also burned. After three days and nights, round spirit pills of various types rolled out from the cauldron’s outlets.

Long Yin collected the pills one by one, cradling them in his palm as he floated out the door, saying to Jing Hengbo who was eagerly waiting: “Mission accomplished.”

Jing Hengbo beamed with joy – obtaining these medicines had been extraordinarily difficult, but finally her appearance’s restoration was in sight.

“This is Rejuvenation Pill.” Long Yin showed her the pills one by one. “It can tighten your skin, restore damaged skin to normal, eliminate wrinkles, and even make it more delicate.”

“This blue one is Bright Eyes Pill. Taking it greatly improves eyesight and makes your eyes bright as water, divinely captivating.”

“This red one is Skin Cleansing Pill, for washing the skin. It combines Purple Orchid Vine and Snow Spirit Grass effects. It can cleanse skin, making all darkness, scars, and spots completely disappear, achieving truly snow-white skin that never changes.”

“This purple one is Nine Revolutions Pill. It corrects all reversed true qi in the body, calming restless energy in blood vessels and dantian. It’s a holy treasure for all with disordered internal energy.”

“This white one is Foundation Stabilizing Pill. It treats all meridian injuries, internal qi blockages, cultivation deviation, and severed meridians. Those who obtain this pill will never have cultivation deviation.”

Jing Hengbo listened with blazing eyes, eagerly reaching out. Long Yin pulled his hand back, retrieving the box and only tossing her one Skin Cleansing Pill.

“As long as you smoothly dual cultivate with me, all these things will be yours.” He slightly curved his lips. “Otherwise, I’d rather destroy them. In this world, there’s no second complete set of spirit medicines, no second person who can help you refine these pills.”

“Why such distrust?” Jing Hengbo held the pill, smiling sweetly at him.

“You can first try this pill’s effects.” Long Yin’s voice suddenly lowered. “Tonight is our wedding night. Using this medicine is perfectly timed. As long as you cooperate obediently, I’ll let you see incredibly wonderful effects that even you won’t believe.”