After Tie Dan endured countless hardships, exhausting the boost from his Turbo Technique, he finally arrived at Qianshengtong only to find that Manager Qiao and the others had already departed.
But that was expected; after all, escaping with one’s life was the priority.
Tie Dan wasn’t in a rush; rightly thinking that since the caravan was moving slowly with families in tow, he’d catch up sooner or later. Resting for a night and then going to White Deer Peak to et them would be the sa. Plus, after using Turbo Technique twice in a row, he was utterly spent and needed to take a breather to restore so of his Refining.
So Tie Dan vaulted over the wall into the trading company, first getting rid of the two burdens on him. He set the one with limbs aside, picked up the old man wrapped like an Iron Cocoon, removed his chains, and gave him a couple of buns to stop him biting, then washed him clean and wrapped him anew in cloth like a swaddled baby, placing him on the bed to calm down.
Then Tie Dan got so water himself, went into the bathroom to wash off the blood and gri. Suddenly, there was a sound behind him. Tie Dan paused and turned his head, finding that indeed, Zhen Baiyu had co in.
What mischief is she up to now? She’s crossed the line too many tis. Could it be that this woman really intends to steal his Primordial Yang and rob him of his cultivation?
Zhen Baiyu’s face was red like dripping blood, but she seed to have made so kind of decision. As she undid her robe, revealing smooth jade-like skin akin to creamy sheep fat, she trembled as she spoke,
"Don’t misunderstand, I, I just... just, I’m sweaty, it’s uncomfortable..."
Tie Dan sniffed, oh my, that sll is strong. Misunderstood, indeed. After a whole day in and out of rivers and tunnels, smoked and scorched, even a celestial being would stink by now.
Seeing that Tie Dan remained silent and didn’t pay her any mind, continuing to pour water over his head and back to wash. Zhen Baiyu took a deep breath and approached him.
Then Tie Dan felt a pair of soft, smooth hands gently touch his back, using a silk towel to wipe.
"Big, big brother, let help you wash..."
Looking at his well-defined muscles and clean lines, his body hard and burning hot, Zhen Baiyu felt her mouth go dry, and she couldn’t help but slowly bend over, coming close, her warm breath almost spraying onto his bronze skin...
Tie Dan frowned, "What are you doing! If you’re going to scrub, put so strength into it!"
"Oh, oh... yes, yes!"
"A little harder! Haven’t you eaten!"
"Sor, sorry!"
With Tie Dan’s admonishnt, Zhen Baiyu had no choice but to put all her strength into scrubbing his back, putting her back into it, her body bouncing with each stroke.
"Tsk..."
"Can’t even scrub with strength, what else can this burden do...? Hmm?"
Tie Dan glanced at her, suddenly grabbing her thigh.
"Ah ah ah!"
Suddenly grabbed by a vice-like hand, Zhen Baiyu trembled violently, her body nearly turning limp like mud, falling against Tie Dan’s back, her hands sliding down his chest...
"Are you injured?"
Tie Dan lifted her leg to see clearly, there were indeed burn marks visible on her flawless skin.
"It, it doesn’t matter..."
Zhen Baiyu’s eyes were filled with tender affection, her gaze flirtatious, her voice soft as silk.
Tie Dan glanced sideways at her,
"Put so ointnt, bandage it up, or else it’ll get infected and fester by tomorrow, making it hard to travel. After a few days, it’ll scab over and be fine."
"Scab, scab over!"
That was terrifying, Zhen Baiyu snapped awake, quickly checking the wound, anxiously asking,
"What kind of dicine should I use? Do you have any?"
Tie Dan released her leg with a fling,
"No, go find a doctor yourself."
Zhen Baiyu didn’t believe it, touching Tie Dan’s skin,
"Impossible! You always get yourself into life and death situations, through blades and fire, and there’s not even a scar on you! You must have so special dicine!"
Tie Dan shot her a glance, thinking to himself that his body was forged with Divine Skill, reborn from blood, not sothing he could just explain,
"No, try saliva."
Zhen Baiyu blanked, "Sal, saliva?"
"Haven’t you seen animals lick their wounds? The enzys in saliva can repair cells. Lick it yourself."
Zhen Baiyu was stunned for a mont, looking at her leg, then at Tie Dan’s mouth. Her face turned red.
"Tie, Brother Tie, I can’t reach..."
Tie Dan found it odd,
"How can you not reach, just spit on your hand and rub it on, stupid!"
Zhen Baiyu, "...Oh, right."
"Are you two done yet? I need the bathroom!"
Suddenly, a thundering voice echoed in his mind!
Tie Dan imdiately sprang up.
It was the old man! Primordial Spirit thod!? How could it be...
Looking down, Zhen Baiyu was squatting in front of him, staring dazedly at him. The talisman she had drawn on her forehead, the shining Primordial Spirit Talisman Seal, had clearly already been washed away by the steam.
Well, no matter how useful the Divine Sect’s Primordial Spirit thod might be, it was ultimately a Foundation Establishnt Stage trick, washed away with water...
Tie Dan didn’t delay, draped on his green robe, and left. He had more or less cleaned off the bloodstains and scents, so he didn’t have to worry about being tracked by Demon Palace hounds anymore.
Zhen Baiyu, blushing, slowly stood up, dunked herself into the bath barrel, and subrged her head. She needed another wash...
Tie Dan pushed open the door, seeing the old man obediently lying on the bed, not leaping up to fight. He withdrew the sword energy at his fingertips, holding the Taibai Sword in his mouth, ready to pluck the old man and take him to the latrine by the wooden bucket.
After tidying him up, he placed him back on the bed.
"From the Sword Sect."
The old man lay still, transmitting his voice through his Primordial Spirit.
Tie Dan nodded.
"Who’s the Sect Leader."
"Tianshu Peak Master, Lord Tian Gang"
"It’s him... or not..."
The old man furrowed his brow, remained silent for a while,
"Who sent you to rescue ."
Tie Dan shook his head,
"No one. Just did it conveniently."
The old man sneered,
"Stop pretending. From start to finish, the Killing Sword has been hanging over my forehead. You’re no kind-hearted person. Could you be so generous? Speak! What are your intentions!"
Tie Dan looked at him coldly,
"Is there any point in asking? If you’re from the Mystic Sect, saving you can naturally yield so rit, or at worst, a nine-character blade.
If you’re not of my path, killing you myself serves a tribulation, earning so fate."
The old man grinned wide, laughing with a wheeze,
"Ah ha ha! Well said! Excellent! Truly one of my kind! Mystic Sect Disciple! Say! What do you want!"
Tie Dan,
"Anything, as I have nothing, just give what you see fit."
The old man snorted,
"Huh, having nothing? I see your path is wide, your luck as a rainbow, beauty by your side, you lack nothing in companions, wealth or land...
Oh well, I’m on the eve of Soldier Disintegration, nothing to be stingy about.
Just that in the past, I was blind, got tempted by beauty, trusted the Demon Palace Demoness, and ended up being tricked, resulting in such disgrace and ridicule, no face to na myself and sha the sect.
This ti you’ve saved , I owe you, rember your kindness! I’ll repay you in another life! Have no worries! But right now, I don’t have any Heavenly Materials Treasures to settle this karma with you.
I assu that as a disciple of the Sword Sect, you wouldn’t co down the mountain to learn my path’s Inner Breath thod.
Therefore, I will pass on all my remaining strength, my lifeti mastery of the Five Arts, as collateral! How about it!"
Five Arts? The sa things Honzan planned to teach over thirty years.
Tie Dan, "Fine."
"Good! Soul Transferring and Skill Inheriting Technique!"
The old man let out a roar! Countless golden flying insects spewed from his nose and mouth, appearing like dust mites in the sunlight, slightly nauseating.
However, when Tie Dan focused, those tiny insects were actually nurous characters and notes, which, upon entering his Divine Court, transford into endless symbols and voices. Clearly, they were the essence of this Old Xuan Sect’s lifeti of diligent study.
At this mont, through the Soul Transfer Technique, they were separated from his original body, turned into pure knowledge and mory, flooding into Tie Dan’s Divine Court for recording.
Those transmission jades and transmission figurines commonly seen in the Immortal World are made using a similar Primordial Spirit thod. To simplify, it’s like Chen Xuantian’s computer movies and encyclopedia, knowledge accumulated by predecessors, stored as data on a hard drive. So this is essentially like copying an encyclopedia of Mystic Sect cultivation thods into Tie Dan’s mind.
Of course, this knowledge is only the Old Xuan Sect’s own sorted insights, not true profound truth, nor the Great Dao, possibly containing errors that Tie Dan will need to ponder and research himself to utilize effectively. Nonetheless, much of it can be regarded as common sense foundational knowledge in Taiji’s Immortal World, a genuine inheritance. If spread out, it might even create a cultivation world.
And this is exactly what this penniless boy Tie Dan needs, a true, systematic, Immortal Path inheritance.
"Heh, lucky you, kid..."
As with the final breath, blown from the Old Xuan Sect’s nose and mouth, his body rapidly cracked, weathered, and fell into dust, turning into yellow earth in an instant.
"Thank you!"
Finally, Tie Dan buried the mound of sand outside the courtyard, and this karma was resolved.
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