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He stored the remaining Orbs of Will in his palm into his storage ring, then popped another Basic Immortal Pill into his mouth.
After his cultivation base had broken through to the next level, his ability to suppress the expansion of the Supreme Immortal Pill's spiritual energy had become stronger, and he had relieved a lot of the pain caused by the Supreme Immortal Pill.
Eighty days later, Miao Yi had completely used up all of the Basic Immortal Pills he had. He closed his eyes and flipped his palms over, grabbing two handfuls of Orbs of Will, and continued to focus on refining them …
In the blink of an eye, another year had passed. Pinching his fingers, Miao Yi calculated the cycle of his body's functions. After estimating the time, he flung his sleeves and released a surge of transcendence energy. The tightly shut stone door rumbled open.
Qian'Er and Xue'Er, who were cultivating outside, quickly stopped cultivating and came to welcome him. "Milord!"
Miao Yi smiled faintly, then slowly walked to the steps outside the hall. A cold breeze blew past, and as he lifted his head to look, he saw that the sky was beginning to brighten. It was not yet dawn.
Taking a deep breath of the cold dawn air, Qian 'Er had already carefully draped a black cloak over his shoulders. Looking up at the sky, Miao Yi walked down the stairs with the cloak wrapped around his shoulders, with the two ladies by his side.
Miao Yi asked as he walked, "Did anything happen recently?"
Qian 'Er replied, "It's nothing much. Chief Steward Yang has handled everything appropriately. The two halls are safe and sound."
Miao Yi asked again, "Are there any movements from outside or above?" He had always been worried that the Second Master would try something funny. If something bad happened, he was prepared to escape from the Celestial Nation.
Qian'Er replied, "Everything is normal, but Lord Yan has caused quite a commotion."
Miao Yi turned around and asked, "What is it?"
Xue 'er smiled and said, "Milord, Lord Yan's name has already spread far and wide, and he even sent you two precious gifts."
The two ladies each took out a storage ring and handed it over. Miao Yi took it and invoked his transcendence energy to examine it. He wouldn't have known if he hadn't seen it, but when he did, he was shocked. There was a pile of transcendent artifacts, and among them were several hundred Third Grade Transcendent Artifacts. There was also a mountain of crystal coins. There were also Orbs of Will, spiritual herbs, spiritual pills, and all sorts of other miscellaneous items. There were also countless of them. They were many times more abundant than what he had obtained during the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade.
Miao Yi asked in surprise, "Where did Big Brother Yan get so many valuables from?"
Xue 'er smiled. "It is said that Lord Yan once made a bold statement during the Boundless Kingdom's Treasure Inspection Conference. He claimed that he was invincible in the Red Lotus realm, and in the end, he provoked a large number of Red Lotus cultivators from the Six Nations, the various sects, the Sea of Constellations, and even the loose cultivators to challenge him. Rumor has it that over the past year or so, over a thousand Red Lotus cultivators have died at Lord Yan's hands. Almost none of them survived. Almost no one is a match for Lord Yan. I heard that five of Demon Sage Ji Huan's grandsons were killed by Lord Yan in order to regain the face they lost during the Treasure Convention. "
Miao Yi exclaimed in shock, "Big Brother Yan has killed over a thousand Red Lotus cultivators without losing a single one?"
Qian 'Er replied, "It's not that he didn't lose once. He's lost twice. This has already shattered the notion of him being invincible in the Red Lotus realm."
Miao Yi immediately asked, "Who did you lose to?"
Qian'Er continued, "His first defeat was at the hands of Lord Sixth of the Realm Beyond Heaven, and his second defeat was at the hands of a grandson of Devil Sage Yun Aotian. After that, Lord Yan rejected all challenges and admitted that his claim of being invincible in the Red Lotus realm was nothing more than a boast. Only then did the matter settle down."
"Doesn't that mean that on average, he's been killing … lunatics every single day for the past year?!" Miao Yi exhaled deeply.
He knew that it would bring trouble to Yan Beihong. However, he did not expect that a single sentence from him would cause so much trouble for Yan Beihong. He also did not expect Yan Beihong's combat prowess to be so formidable. He had sparred with Yue Yao before, and he had also seen Yan Beihong in action. Truth be told, he suspected that Yue Yao might not be a match for Yan Beihong. Furthermore, Yan Beihong knew about his relationship with Yue Yao, so there was an eighty to ninety percent chance that Yue Yao had intentionally lost to him. The only thing he did not know was why he had lost to the Devil Saint's grandson. Could it be that the Unparalleled Devil Technique was truly a match for Yan Beihong's treasured saber?
After thinking for a while, he sighed and said, "It's time for him to stop."
Xue 'er replied, "That's because Milord didn't make a move. If my lord had made a move, Lord Yan might have already lost. "
Miao Yi waved his hand and said, "I'm afraid I won't be a match for Big Brother Yan either." He had seen the might of Yan Beihong's saber before. It would be very difficult for him to win.
Then, he looked at the two storage rings in his hand and smiled bitterly. This was truly a fortune that had fallen from the heavens. Was there even a need to explain how Yan Beihong had obtained these things? Yan Beihong had mentioned in his letter that he had helped Miao Yi deal with a few challenges, and that they would split the loot equally. From the looks of it, Yan Beihong had really done so. It was easy to imagine the wealth that over a thousand Red Lotus cultivators had accumulated over tens of thousands of years.
Back during the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade, Miao Yi had given Yan Beihong a portion of the loot. Miao Yi didn't expect Yan Beihong to return with an even greater share of the loot. It was completely incomparable to what he had obtained in the Sea of Constellations back then.
"We've struck it rich again!" Miao Yi held the storage rings in his hand and shook his head, sighing, "I never thought that I would be able to strike it rich just by cultivating in seclusion."
The two ladies immediately covered their mouths and giggled. This was a good thing. Others couldn't even ask for it.
Miao Yi then returned the two storage rings to the two ladies and said, "When I'm in seclusion, I won't have the time to pay attention to the outside world. Keep them with you and use them as you see fit. With these things, Charcoal and the others won't have to worry about food for the time being. Be careful when you use them. Don't stand out too much. Just use them in batches. "
How much trust did he have in Miao Yi to give them so many treasures just like that? The two ladies bowed in acknowledgment.
Qian'Er suddenly remembered and said, "Oh, right. My lord, Lord Yan is now the First Earthly Branch's Golden Palace Deacon."
"Oh!" Miao Yi slowly nodded. With such a powerful battle record, Ou Guang Guang wouldn't mind if Yan Beihong pretended to participate in the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade. Clearly, Yan Beihong had caught Ou Guang Guang's attention and was now the one he would focus on nurturing.
However, to those who weren't in the know, Yan Beihong's name was like a thunderclap in the cultivation realm. First, he made a name for himself during the Sea of Constellations Subjugation Crusade. Then, he snuck into Tempest Tavern and showed himself at the South Pole Ice Palace. Then, he made a name for himself at the Artifact Appraisal Conference. And now, he had killed over a thousand Red Lotus cultivators. His reputation was incredible. Perhaps the first name that every newcomer to the cultivation realm would hear of would be Yan Beihong.
It had been almost a year since Miao Yi last saw the sun, moon, and stars outside. Miao Yi climbed up to the observation deck with his hands behind his back and looked up. He only turned around when he saw the bright red sunrise. His body was already covered in dew.
Then, accompanied by the two ladies, Miao Yi took a stroll around the palace. At this time, the palace maids had all woken up from their beds and were currently cleaning the palace. Each of them was dressed in white palace attire as they walked around the palace. Coupled with their beautiful looks, they were a sight to behold on this early morning.
Miao Yi hadn't met many of the new palace maids yet. In fact, he didn't pay much attention to them at all. There wasn't a single palace maid he knew by name.
Many of the new palace maids were seeing the Hall Master for the first time as well. However, it didn't take a genius to figure out who the two Aunties were. To them, the Hall Master was a god-like existence. When Miao Yi walked past them, they nervously bowed and said, "Milord!"
Miao Yi simply nodded and passed by.
Beside him, Qian'Er suddenly asked, "Milord, you've been in closed-door cultivation for so long. It's rare for you to come out. Should I prepare a few palace maids for you tonight and send them to your chambers to serve you?"
As soon as she said this, the palace maids respectfully bowing their heads felt their heartbeats quicken. If they could win the Hall Master's favor, they might just become immortal immortals like their two Aunties. Qian'Er's words caused their imaginations to run wild. Their ears flushed red as their imagination ran wild.
Miao Yi teased, "You're making things difficult for me. I originally wanted the two of you to serve me tonight, but you're pushing them here. Tell me yourselves. Will it be the two of you or the two of them who will serve me tonight?"
The two ladies looked at each other. Of course, they didn't want someone else to do it. Qian'Er said in a low voice, "It's up to you, Milord. If Milord wants to try something new, I'll arrange some obedient maids for you tonight."
Miao Yi chuckled, "Forget it. There's no need to taint their innocence. The two of you will serve me tonight."
"Yes!" The two ladies replied shyly.
As the three of them walked out of the rear palace, they heard a series of rustling sounds. Jing Luo and Jing Luo were sweeping the floor with their empty sleeves swinging. Miao Yi stopped and looked at them for a while, then said, "Summon them here."
Xue'Er ran over and quickly brought the two of them over.
When the two of them saw Miao Yi, they remained calm. They didn't say a word, nor did they bow. They just stood there, neither servile nor overbearing, and rolled up their brooms with their empty sleeves.
Miao Yi asked, "Did anyone embezzle any Orbs of Will for you two to cultivate?"
Jing Luo replied, "No!"
Miao Yi asked again, "Did you lack food and clothing? Did anyone mistreat you? "
Jing Luo replied, "No!"
Miao Yi asked again, "Do you still want to kill me?"
The two of them replied in unison, "Yes!"
Miao Yi nodded, "Go do what you need to do."
The two ladies immediately rolled up their brooms and left, not giving him any face at all.
At this moment, Yan Xiu rushed over upon hearing Miao Yi's appearance. He stepped forward and greeted, "Milord!"
With a black cloak wrapped around his shoulders, Miao Yi led him forward and asked, "Did Yang Qing do anything out of line?"
"Everything is normal." Yan Xiu replied, then continued, "Milord, the master and disciple imprisoned by Jingjue Sect have long regretted their actions. They have already agreed to obey Milord's orders, but Milord has always been in closed-door cultivation. The two Aunties did not allow them to disturb Milord, so they are still imprisoned. How should we deal with them?"
Miao Yi was taken aback. If this matter hadn't been brought up, he would have almost forgotten that he still had two people imprisoned. He nodded and said, "Bring them here."
"Understood!" Yan Xiu quickly left.
Meanwhile, Miao Yi quietly led the two ladies to the center of the plaza. He closed his eyes and bathed in the morning sunlight.
Soon, Dong Guo Li and Yang Qingqing arrived behind Yan Xiu with disheveled hair and dirty faces. They were unbelievably dirty, and looked to be in a sorry state.
When they arrived in front of Miao Yi, they lowered their heads and cupped their fists in greeting. "Milord!"
Miao Yi wrinkled his nose as he stood with his hands behind his back. He caught a whiff of a foul odor, then cast a sidelong glance at them and asked, "Have you and your disciple made up your minds?"
Yang Qingqing's dirty face was covered in tears. For the past year or so, they had been imprisoned in that filthy, dark dungeon. No one could imagine how they had managed to survive. They had been chained up all this time, and even their daily meals were confined to a small space. It was easy to imagine how awkward it must have been for a woman like her.
Dong Guo Li nodded repeatedly and squeezed out a smile. "Yes, we have."
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