The Master and His Wealthy Fiancée

Wang Wan'Er had dragged him all the way outside the tower before Chen Dong finally stopped. "You go on ahead. I'm not going!"

Wang Wan'Er frowned. "What did you say? You got the Drunken Immortal Brew you wanted. Don't tell me you're planning to run away?"

Chen Dong shook his head. "I was forced into this from the very beginning. It was never what I wanted. Why would I go with you to the Wang Family now?"

Wang Wan'Er was utterly stunned. "We've already completed the wedding ceremony! You are the son-in-law of the Wang Family!"

"No, I wasn't the one in the ceremony!"

Wang Wan'Er grabbed Chen Dong's hand again, her grip surprisingly strong. "Even so, I must bring you to the Young Miss!"

Chen Dong surged his True Qi, forcing her hand away. "I know this may be upsetting, but I was only using you to escape the Wang Family. The Body Shaping Pill is real, though. If I ever have the chance to concoct one, I'll send it to you. Let's part ways here."

Wang Wan'Er blocked his path again. "I'm not listening! I'm not listening! I'll tie you up and drag you back if I have to!"

Chen Dong's gaze hardened, and a murderous aura emanated from him as arcs of lightning sizzled in his left hand. "I'm no longer someone an Early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator like you can subdue. Don't make me fight you!"

Although Wang Wan'Er sensed the murderous intent in his eyes, she still channeled her True Qi and lunged at Chen Dong.

With a light step, Chen Dong shifted just enough to evade her strike, then landed a palm on Wang Wan'Er's abdomen.

"You brought this on yourself! Can't you learn to be a little smarter?"

Lightning coursed over Wang Wan'Er's body, shattering her True Qi and leaving her paralyzed, unable to even speak.

Chen Dong had defeated Wang Wan'Er in a single move because her combat skills were simply too weak. The Wangyou Realm valued magical arts far more than martial skills. As a mere handmaiden, she'd had no opportunity to learn any proper techniques. She possessed the cultivation level but lacked the practical skills, knowing only the Wang Family's Qi Cultivation method and the Cloud-Breaking Inner Vision Scripture that Chen Dong had taught her.

Although the Cloud-Breaking Inner Vision Scripture included associated martial skills and techniques, she had never practiced them seriously. As a result, she couldn't even last one exchange against Chen Dong.

A graceful figure in white flew out from the Drunken Immortal Tower, landing beside Chen Dong.

"So you really are no good. The moment I come out, I find you bullying a young woman!" Mu Qingzhu's brow furrowed. She then asked, "That Thunder Technique... Are you a disciple of Yun Gu?"

Chen Dong shook his head. "No, I'm just a Loose Cultivator." 'His sect was the Celestial Profound Sect of the modern world; it was better not to mention it here in the Wangyou Realm.'

"Does that mean only people from Yun Gu use Thunder Techniques?"

Mu Qingzhu replied coolly, "Not necessarily. Aside from needing a Thunder Spirit Root, the requirements for cultivating them are extremely high. Only Yun Gu possesses Thunder Techniques suitable for cultivators below the Golden Core Stage."

Chen Dong nodded. "Let's go."

"What about this young woman? Are you just leaving her?"

"The lightning in her system will dissipate soon. Just leave her be."

Mu Qingzhu took a flying sword from the White Jade Bracelet on her wrist and tossed it to Chen Dong. "You can't fly until you reach Foundation Establishment. Use this."

Chen Dong caught the flying sword. It was clearly a woman's personal sword: three feet long with a relatively narrow, gleaming silver blade. It was engraved with the two words "White Fluff." The handguard was milky white, and a white jade clasp was attached to the tassel.

"'White Fluff' was the flying sword I used before I reached Foundation Establishment," Mu Qingzhu explained. "Consider it part of your payment."

'In the Wangyou Realm, even cultivators in the Qi Cultivation Stage could use flying treasures like flying swords, Flying Boats, or enchanted wings to travel, but every one of them was incredibly expensive.'

Chen Dong could feel that this flying sword was worth at least three thousand Spirit Stones, if not more. He immediately began refining it. Since Mu Qingzhu had already removed her spiritual imprint, Chen Dong claimed it as his own in a matter of moments.

Channeling his qi into the blade, he stepped lightly onto it and instantly shot into the air. This was true Sword Flight.

This flying sword was definitely a top-tier treasure. Its speed was nearly on par with the Flying Boat that had chased them the other day, and that was without Chen Dong even controlling it at full power.

Mu Qingzhu flew up beside him. "Let's head to Qishuang City first. There's a Teleportation Array there."

"Alright!" Following Mu Qingzhu's lead, Chen Dong flew toward Qishuang City.

During their flight, Chen Dong sent her a mental message, "You said you had a way to help me break through to the Twelfth-Layer Qi Cultivation. Is that true?"

"Of course it is."

Chen Dong tensed. 'A reward like that means the task must be anything but simple.' "So, can you tell me now? What is it I have to do?"

'This was the very reason he hadn't joined the Qixia Sect. Back then, Mu Qingzhu had sent him a mental message promising that if he did one thing for her, she would overlook the fact that he had spied on her with his Divine Sense and would also give him a method to break through to the Twelfth-Layer Qi Cultivation.'

In response to his question, Mu Qingzhu said, "The Wangyou Sect possesses three great Immortal Techniques: the Heavenly Prayer Scripture, the Yuqing Immortal Technique, and the Daoist Scripture of Void Forgetfulness. But only the sect's Daoist is permitted to cultivate them."

"Are you the Daoist?"

"I am not."

"Then you want me to steal an Immortal Technique?"

"No, not that either."

"Don't tell me you want me to kill the Daoist!"

"Of course not. Stop interrupting and listen. *I* will be the one to kill the Daoist."

Chen Dong's heart skipped a beat. 'So she really is going to kill the Daoist.'

A cold light filled Mu Qingzhu's eyes. "The path of cultivation is paved with struggle—a fight against the heavens and a fight against men. I want to cultivate the three great Immortal Techniques, and the Daoist is the greatest obstacle on my path."

"And so?"

"I have already acquired one of the three techniques, the Yuqing Immortal Technique. To transition to this technique, I must pass through a Primordial Dao Embryo. You are the person I have chosen to be that vessel."