Chapter 780 - 531: Qingshan Town, Third Master Song

"Not just you.

All of us, along with the entire Song Mansion, might not even last two or three breaths.

Using poison, such a tactic, is really unnecessary for a senior like you."

"To put it bluntly, the life of the Third Young Master is probably not worth more than this mouthful of poisoned soup."

"The three Honored Guests are right, don’t say such things in the future."

With a black line across his forehead, Song Xian poured the Spirit Pill from the jade bottle into his palm.

"It really is the Spirit Storage Pill!"

The three Honored Guests beside exclaimed, "And it’s not just any Spirit Pill, it’s a Top-grade Spirit Pill! This might already be more than suitable for Middle-stage Qi Refining; it can even serve as an auxiliary elixir for late-stage Qi Refining cultivation."

"Using this pill as a supplement for one’s Spirit Root, among those with Lower Grade Spirit Roots, it might be only a step away from Mid-grade Spirit Root."

"This person is definitely not an ordinary Loose Cultivator; the Third Young Master has really struck it lucky."

The crowd remarked with complex expressions.

"Is that so?"

After being heavily praised by the three Honored Guests, Song Xian’s mood became exceptionally joyful.

"Should I arrange for a few women to go over?"

Song Xian suddenly remembered something, "The night is long and lonely. It’s hard for a young master like me to sleep without a beautiful companion by my side.

This elder might look a bit more handsome than me, but a man’s nature should remain unchanged."

Song Xian was discussing with the three Honored Guests in front of him.

The three Honored Guests nodded repeatedly.

"Worth a try."

They whispered.

With this, Song Xian became even more confident.

...

That night, Song Xian came personally to invite Zheng Yi to dinner, intending to welcome this senior.

Beside him were the three Honored Guests.

During the banquet, Zheng Yi conversed happily with them, occasionally offering some general cultivation advice.

With Zheng Yi’s profound insights as a former Golden Core Realm expert, guiding them in Qi Refining cultivation was naturally effortless.

"Let’s call it a night here."

Zheng Yi stood up proactively and said.

The people in front of him wouldn’t dare have any objections, hurriedly and respectfully escorting Zheng Yi outside.

Song Xian waved to several servant girls behind him.

They followed gracefully with enchanting looks.

"This elder is definitely not a common Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator; the guidance he just offered could never be spoken by an ordinary Late-stage Qi Refining Cultivator."

"There’s a good chance his family has a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

"Or even a Great Cultivator at the Core Formation Realm."

The more the three Honored Guests spoke, the more excited Song Xian became.

He felt he truly hit the jackpot this time; he might even have a chance to break through to the Middle-stage Qi Refining, though the likelihood was slim, it was worth a try.

As Zheng Yi walked, he sensed someone following him.

It wasn’t men, but women—the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose betrayed their identity.

Zheng Yi turned around.

With a look of mixed emotions, he faced the seven beautiful young women following him.

Zheng Yi’s gaze was complex as he waved his hand, signaling them to retreat.

"Master, if you send us away, Third Master won’t spare us."

"Exactly, master, please have mercy on us."

The ladies knelt instantly, looking pitiful.

Zheng Yi raised his brow and said bluntly, "If that’s the case, then go inside and keep watch for a night.

If your master still wants to punish you, I’ll have a word with him."

Zheng Yi’s tone was calm.

After speaking, he stepped into the secluded courtyard.

Naturally, Song Xian heard these words.

The night passed in silence.

Zheng Yi didn’t make any inappropriate advances towards the girls.

None of them possessed a Spirit Root, so apart from providing a bit of lifespan, they were of little use to Zheng Yi.

And there was nothing Zheng Yi lacked.

Nothing but lifespan, which to him was like tasteless chicken ribs—edible but ultimately dispensable.

Early the next morning, Song Xian was waiting respectfully outside Zheng Yi’s courtyard.

Several maidservants walked out from the courtyard.

Seeing their Third Master’s appearance, though their hearts were in turmoil, they dared not speak out.

Song Xian glanced at their expressions, immediately realizing they had retained their Primordial Yang, remaining unmarried.

His mind was awash with thoughts, and just then Zheng Yi appeared before him.

"I have little interest in these women.

If one day there is someone with good aptitude in your Song Mansion, I will mention it."

Zheng Yi spoke in a indifferent tone.

"Yes, Master."

Song Xian responded promptly, willing to follow whatever Zheng Yi said.

"While I’m here in Qingshan Town, I’ll take a good look, then head to the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

With me to protect you, I won’t let anything happen to you, nor will I let you venture into danger."

When Zheng Yi spoke again, Song Xian was thoroughly relieved.

The two left the Song Mansion, with Song Xian not opting for a carriage but walking spiritedly at the front like a genuine guide, introducing the history of Qingshan Town to Zheng Yi.

"Master, Qingshan Town has been here for over a hundred and fifty years.

Though it’s close to the edge of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the surrounding environment isn’t suitable for large populations to settle, so it’s remained peaceful over the years.

Many Loose Cultivators choose to settle here.

However, due to reasons like Spiritual Qi absorption, the number of settlers has decreased year by year, leading to the current state, and thus you have your disciple living in this foreign land."

Zheng Yi looked around calmly, not interrupting Song Xian.

The two strolled down the street, and the local vendors and residents quickly avoided Song Xian as if he were a plague.