Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 21 Beauty is a Curse

The night passed.

Li Wudao consumed over eighty Qi-replenishing pills in succession and finally broke through to the late stage of the Blood-Moving Realm.

And this breakthrough is also thanks to the Earth Spirit Fish and the blood of a half-step Demon King; otherwise, he would never have broken through.

"Damn it, the Holy Body is consuming too many resources, what are we going to do next...?"

The boy was speechless.

These resources should be enough to allow disciples of the same realm to break through ten times.

If he hadn't had the cheat code, he would have cried his eyes out.

No wonder most of the Holy Bodies come from sects and holy lands.

If this happens to rogue cultivators, it's hard to say whether it will bring them good or bad fortune. They might die of old age before they even have a chance to grow up, due to a lack of resources.

Li Wudao had just pushed open the door to wash up.

Then, Xia Gucheng pulled him into the wooden tub.

I soaked in it for a whole day, changed three large tubs, and was almost numb from the heat. I nearly got my skin peeled off.

The next day, before dawn, he was caught by Xia Gucheng again.

This time, it wasn't just a simple blood bath; some miscellaneous medicine packets were added, and the pungent smell almost made him faint.

On the third day, Li Wudao couldn't take it anymore and prepared to escape in the middle of the night. However, before he could even leave the valley, he was caught and taken back, where he was soaked for a full day and night...

Seven days passed in this way.

........

Today, Li Wudao cautiously pushed open the door, poked half his head out, his eyes shining brightly as he looked around.

"That old geezer seems to have gone out..."

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and searched around, but couldn't find Xia Gucheng anywhere.

This just suited his wishes perfectly.

If the old man were present, he really wouldn't have been able to get rid of the demon python's blood.

Li Wudao stood before the enormous python, hesitant to make a move.

He was in a bit of a predicament; he didn't have a suitable container and it seemed impossible to fill it.

"I remember the sect has a Treasure Pavilion, I might as well go check if there are any good items..."

Li Wudao's heart stirred, and he set off.

The Spirit Treasure Pavilion is a place where sects trade treasures, such as elixirs, spiritual herbs, talismans, cultivation techniques, and so on, encompassing a wide range of items.

It is said that if you have enough contribution points, you can even exchange for a Heaven-level cultivation technique.

After a stick of incense.

Inside the Lingbao Pavilion.

Li Wudao was overwhelmed by the dazzling array of goods on the counter.

There are plenty of good things, but the prices are too high. Some of the better elixirs cost hundreds of spirit stones a bottle, which is simply not enough to meet the demand.

He originally intended to dispose of the million taels of gold he had, as it would be a waste to leave it idle.

Unfortunately, Lingbao Pavilion does not trade gold and silver jewelry; it only accepts spirit stones and contribution points.

He had just joined the sect and hadn't even gone on a single mission yet, so he had no contribution points to speak of.

Helpless, he spent four hundred low-grade spirit stones to purchase a Xuan-level storage ring. The space wasn't large, but it was enough to conceal his identity and wouldn't expose his system space.

Then, he bought five jade tokens for five hundred low-grade spirit stones.

This bottle contains a small spatial array, its sole purpose being to contain liquids, just like Xia Gucheng's wine gourd.

On the way back,

Li Wudao was filled with emotion.

I bought a few things casually and ended up spending nine hundred low-grade spirit stones.

That's equivalent to two months' salary for him.

If one is an outer disciple, what then? They would likely struggle to even meet their daily cultivation needs.

This is why the disciples are all scrambling to get promoted.

It's too hard at the bottom.

Inside Misty Peak.

Li Wudao filled a small bottle with about two hundred pounds of demon python blood and hurriedly went to the main peak.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain and revealed his identity, he was stopped by the disciples guarding the mountain gate.

The reason is: Senior Sister Jiang does not receive guests.

After several unsuccessful attempts, Li Wudao returned home dejectedly.

He muttered to himself, "Could it be that Jiang Churan knew he was coming and was deliberately refusing him in an attempt to renege on her debt?"

Just as he turned to leave.

A familiar figure walked towards me.

Qi Xingyu.

Today, the seventh prince was dressed even more handsomely, and he strolled in with an extraordinary air.

"What are you doing here?"

He also saw Li Wudao, and after a moment of surprise, his face froze.

"Nothing to do with you."

Li Wudao looked at him with annoyance.

This guy is dressed up so extravagantly, even more so than a woman; he must have something on his mind.

As far as he knows,

The main peak is inhabited by the sect leader's lineage, and there don't seem to be many people who are worth the Seventh Prince's attention.

That would most likely be Jiang Churan.

"I am speaking to you in a polite manner, but your attitude is rather excessive."

Feeling humiliated, Qi Xingyu's expression turned cold.

"What, is this going too far? When you slandered and made things difficult for me during the entrance exam, didn't you think that was going too far?"

Li Wudao sneered.

He's not a pushover; he's vengeful and will hold a grudge. Anyone who dares to mess with him will pay the price.

"you........"

Anger flashed in Qi Xingyu's eyes, and he took a deep breath.

He didn't say anything, just walked past with a sullen face, looking just like a doormat.

Li Wudao did not leave, but instead went to the side to watch the show.

He wanted to see what this brightly dressed seventh prince was up to.

"It's you again, kid. This is the third time already. Get out of here!"

"Including that guy from earlier, you're the fifth wave to arrive today. Senior Sister Jiang has said she won't see you, so don't waste your time."

The two disciples guarding the mountain gate saw Qi Xingyu bowing and immediately blocked his way.

The two of them were having a bit of a headache.

Since Jiang Churan topped the entry list, her name quickly spread, and many new and old disciples came to befriend her.

Originally, there weren't many people coming and going from the main peak, so guarding the mountain gate was a decent job.

But now, things are getting a bit irritating; there's no peace and quiet every day.

Moreover, these people's reasons were remarkably consistent.

Everyone says they know Jiang Churan—either an old acquaintance, a friend, or a relative. If you didn't know better, you'd think the whole family had come to the Xuantian Sect.

"Then I'll come again next time. Please let me know when you'll be free, Junior Sister Jiang."

Qi Xingyu sighed and returned home disappointed.

He really wanted to get to know Jiang Churan, but unfortunately she seemed to dislike him, making it difficult to even meet her.

"This can't be right, where did things go wrong...?"

The seventh prince shook his head and frowned.

Before leaving, he stared intently at Li Wudao, said nothing harsh, and left with a sullen expression.

"I knew it, this guy was definitely after Jiang Churan."

Li Wudao took in the whole scene and understood what was going on.

He overheard the gatekeepers' conversation and realized just how popular Jiang Churan was.

She has clearly become the most beautiful woman in the Xuantian Sect.

At the same time, he suddenly realized that his actions just now probably made him appear to be someone who had come to visit because of his reputation, in the eyes of the gatekeepers.

Forcing our way in is definitely not a good idea; since things have come to this, we have no choice but to go back.

Li Wudao glanced at the mountain gate, and just as he was about to turn around, he abruptly stopped.

A man and a woman walked briskly toward the mountain gate.

"Junior Sister Jiang, this is a small gift from your senior brother. Please accept it."

The man was about twenty-five years old, tall, with a cold and arrogant face, a somewhat domineering demeanor, and an invisible pressure emanating from his eyes.

The woman was none other than Jiang Churan.

Today's young women no longer wear cheap, coarse clothes, but instead wear traditional women's attire.

The elegant, long, jade-white patterned robe perfectly showcased the girl's curvaceous figure, and paired with her stunningly beautiful face, she exuded a refined and otherworldly aura, like a goddess from a painting.

"I already said I don't need it. Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Wu, but I have other things to do now. Please don't follow me anymore!"

Jiang Churan walked quickly ahead, her eyebrows furrowed, her tone somewhat impatient.

"I've met the young sect master!"

Upon seeing the man, the two gatekeepers quickly bowed.

"Get out of my way!"

The young man surnamed Wu became somewhat angry as he watched the girl walk away.

And then,

Jiang Churan caught sight of Li Wudao preparing to leave, her beautiful eyes widening slightly. "What are you doing here? Looking for me?"

"Besides you, do I know anyone else on this main peak?"

Li Wudao shrugged.

"Junior Sister Jiang, who is this?"

Suddenly, the voice of the young man surnamed Wu rang out from behind.

He stepped forward with his head held high, stood beside Jiang Churan, his hands behind his back, and his slightly scrutinizing gaze fell on Li Wudao.

"a friend."

Jiang Churan said calmly.

"My name is Wu Shaotian, the young sect master of Xuantian Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The young man raised an eyebrow, looked at Li Wudao, and smiled. "This junior brother looks unfamiliar. He must be a new disciple. May I ask which lineage he comes from?"

"The Misty Peak lineage."

Li Wudao replied casually, sighing inwardly, "This damned sense of pressure is familiar and classic."

He underestimated Jiang Churan's charm.

Unexpectedly, even the young sect leader was impressed in just a few days. She truly deserves to be called the chosen one; she is the center of attention wherever she goes.

"Misty Peak? This young sect master doesn't recall having such a lineage..."

Wu Shaotian was stunned for a moment, then clapped his hands in surprise and said strangely, "So you are a disciple of the Seventh Peak. I never thought that the Drunken Peak Master would also take on disciples. This is truly unprecedented news."

The atmosphere froze slightly upon hearing this.

Li Wudao remained silent, but could sense the other party's subtle mockery.

She truly is a femme fatale.

To be honest, he doesn't really have any feelings for Jiang Churan right now; he just wants to take advantage of her.

This was all an undeserved disaster for him.

"Speak, what do you want with me?"

Jiang Churan asked directly, her voice very pleasant.

"Oh, it's nothing, I just wanted to send you some resources that might be helpful."

Without wasting words, Li Wudao took out the small jade bottle he had prepared.

Unexpectedly,

Before Jiang Churan, the person in question, could say anything, Wu Shaotian preemptively spoke up:

"Junior brother, I'm not trying to be mean, but as the sect leader's second disciple, how could Junior Sister Jiang lack cultivation resources? You should mind your own business."

Towards the end, his tone carried a slight hint of disdain.

Li Wudao breathed a sigh of relief. If he weren't outmatched right now, he would have loved to slap him twice.

He's trying to show off on his own, this is outrageous!

He secretly resolved to train diligently. "You like to show off, huh? I'll make you fly when the time comes."

"what is this?"

Jiang Churan blinked, stepped forward, and took the jade bottle.

Curious, she opened the bottle cap, and a foul, bloody smell immediately filled the air.

"Junior brother, is this the cultivation resource you gave to your junior sister? Are you sure you're not trying to poison her?"

Wu Shaotian covered his mouth and nose, coughed lightly, his face full of disgust, but he was already laughing inside.

He thought the other party would give him something nice, but this was all?