Banshee Family Training Record

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Not to mention showcasing one's refinement and eloquence in front of her to attract her admiration or even curiosity.

Because there had been no prior preparation, even though the young masters were usually adept at social maneuvering, they were now unable to articulate the situation clearly.

Not to mention that now that Yan Shuiyi's cultivation has broken through to the Golden Core stage, the fluctuations of spiritual energy on her body are enough to suppress them. Her ethereal and otherworldly temperament makes them feel as if they are separated by an entire world, even though the distance between them is less than ten meters.

She was a fairy who flew down from heaven and happened to pass by the mortal world, while they were just ordinary peddlers and laborers in the mortal world. How could they possibly win her favor?

In an instant, several young noblemen who were usually arrogant and sophisticated lowered their heads after only a few words, not daring to look directly at her beautiful face, fearing that even a glance would be a defilement of the fairy.

Seeing their children's self-conscious and insecure demeanor, the parents secretly worried, cursing their children inwardly. They thought their children were so capable of seducing female cultivators, but now, at this crucial moment, they were all helpless.

Yan Shui didn't think much of it, only that these people might be a bit introverted or shy, which was why they didn't dare to say more to her.

She had originally intended to chat with their elders about cultivation matters when a voice suddenly entered her ears. Her expression changed, and then her voice carried a hint of apology: "I'm sorry, seniors, I have just broken through and my realm still needs to be stabilized. I really cannot entertain you any further."

The families exchanged glances, realizing that the matter had to end there. They quickly gave out the prepared gifts and then hurriedly left with their respective heirs.

Unable to refuse, Yan Shui had no choice but to accept them all. Only after seeing off the last visiting head of a local aristocratic family did she breathe a sigh of relief, and then flew back to her courtyard on her sword.

In this once quiet and secluded courtyard planted with bamboo, a woman was now waiting for her. Yan Shui flew in, gazing at her retreating figure, her voice filled with surprise and delight: "Master!"

The person in front turned around, a captivating smile blooming on their stunning face: "Mm."

This woman is none other than Nangong Wan, the former wife of the Qingyun Sect's former sect leader and the current sect leader, who is also perhaps the most powerful sword cultivator in the Central Plains today.

Her long, thick, black hair was piled on top of her head, without any jade or jeweled hairpins or other ornaments, simply tied with a white hairband, simple yet fresh and elegant, ethereal and otherworldly.

Her dark eyebrows were like willow leaves, her phoenix eyes sparkled, and her skin, as white as mutton fat jade, was so tender it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it. A barely noticeable beauty mark was placed next to her vermilion lips, making her look even more charming.

Even though she is now the sect leader and doesn't usually make a move, she still maintains the habits of a swordsman. She wears a black and white fitted sword outfit, with a light blue belt around her waist that cinches her slender waist. The crane and cloud patterns on the belt are lifelike and seem to come alive when the breeze blows, giving her an ethereal and otherworldly air.

She should have been like Yan Shuiyi, a celestial being, unapproachable and aloof. After all, the latter's aesthetic sense was actually learned from her, which is why she has the temperament she has now.

However, the delicate fabric of her sword armor concealed her voluptuous and curvaceous figure. The allure emanating from her body, as tempting and delicious as a ripe peach, could not be hidden by this conservative attire.

The fabric of her sword-shaped robe was stretched high by her two full breasts, so much so that the neckline was almost impossible to close. This woman would not wear a corset made by Yun Chu An, so there was no fixation or iron support in her chest. It was all real material, yet it still had such a size. One can only imagine how exaggerated the actual size was under that dress.

In short, because of the tricks of her large breasts, her neckline had to be slightly parted to the sides, with the opening being half an inch lower than that of ordinary female cultivators. As a result, the snowy cleavage inside seemed to be faintly visible. Even though it was not actually exposed, it always made people mistakenly believe that they had seen the deep cleavage.

Not to mention, as she took a step forward, the hem of her dress trembled, further outlining the full and perky lines of her slender waist and ample buttocks, which showed no signs of sagging. On the contrary, the lines were so faintly visible that it made people feel how much her plump buttocks were trembling under her robes.

As Yan Shui stepped towards her master, she was filled with joy upon seeing her beloved foster mother and master.

But at that moment, her eyes inadvertently fell on Nangong Wan's large buttocks as she moved forward, swaying as if trembling. Inevitably, a thought surfaced in her mind.

The cultivators of the Hehuan Sect say that a big butt means a strong sex drive, so is Master actually...?

Pah, pah, pah! No, no, Master has always been aloof and self-disciplined. How could he possibly be like what those people say!

Moreover, even if it were true, I shouldn't have such thoughts in front of my master!

She quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind, then lunged forward and threw herself into Nangong Wan's arms: "Master, I missed you so much!"

A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into Yan Shuiyi's nostrils, a familiar feeling that brought her immense peace. Years ago, when her family was destroyed and she was forced to wander aimlessly, shivering from the cold and starving, Nangong Wan had held her in her arms just like this.

From that moment on, Master's warm and gentle chest became the warmest harbor that could heal all of Yan Shui's bad moods.

Nangong Wan hugged her tightly. She often treated Yan Shuiyi, her proud eldest disciple, even better than her own daughter: "Shuiyi, congratulations on finally breaking through to the Golden Core stage!"

She smiled, her face radiating undisguised pride. Yan Shuiyi's talent far surpassed hers; she grasped everything instantly and learned it in no time. Every time, she felt she had overestimated her as much as possible, yet Yan Shuiyi always managed to bring her new surprises.

Nangong Wan felt it was an honor to be able to teach such a student.

Chapter 423 Nangong Wan's Troubles

After embracing her master for a while, Yan Shuiyi finally separated them reluctantly. She used her spiritual power to summon a stone bench and table, as well as her teapot and teacups, and personally brewed a pot of tea for Nangong Wan. While pouring the tea, she asked, "Master, how come you have time to come all the way here in person?"

Nangong Wan smiled and said, "My most beloved disciple has broken through to the Golden Core stage. This is a rare and momentous event in the path of cultivation. How could I not come and see it in person?"

Yan Shui smiled, poured her some tea, then sat down and said, "Before I left the mountain, I heard that the situation in the north was a bit tense."

As she spoke, she blinked and asked, "Is the 'Eternal Heaven' going to march south again and invade our Central Plains? Is the current 'Wolf Lord' difficult to deal with?"

Nangong Wan shook her head slightly: "This Wolf Lord is not worth worrying about. Although he is strong, he has no great talent or strategy. I am even thinking that we should let him go so that the threat from the north will be minimized."

As she spoke, she laughed again: "Let's not talk about these troubles. How about you? Have things been going well lately?"

Yan Shuiyi smiled and said, "I'm fine, Master. Although the Buddhist sect's investigation into the Corpse-Driving Sect has been somewhat slow, we have almost figured out the snake demon's background and strength."

"In short, this is indeed a group of demonic cultivator families that have completely gone astray and are utterly demonic. Now that I am a Golden Core cultivator, I can take the lead and wipe out these guys."

Nangong Wan nodded, then added, "This matter is of utmost importance. It may seem like bandit suppression, but I have heard that the states of Jin and Zhao are also vying for power behind the scenes."

"You must be careful to keep your integrity and distance yourself from any country. Once you have killed the snake demon, leave and do not get too involved with them."

Yan Shui said, "Disciple understands. In fact, Princess Sheng Linglong of Jin is already here, but I always avoid her when I go out, just to avoid getting into such trouble."

Nangong Wan's eyes crinkled into two crescent moons as she looked at her eldest disciple with increasing satisfaction: "Excellent, your choice is the most suitable one."

"Since that's the case, I'll leave the trouble here entirely to you. Once this matter is resolved, you'll have broken through to the Golden Core realm. When you return to the Qingyun Sect, you can shed your disciple status and become a steward."

The disciples of Qingyun Sect are generally only at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages. After they advance to the Golden Core stage, they usually choose to leave the sect to do what they should do.

However, some choose to stay in the sect and continue their cultivation and learning. But in this case, they can no longer become disciples and learn from masters, but must act as stewards and do things for the sect.

Yan Shui nodded gently, her heart filled with anticipation. She wondered what new and exciting things she would experience as a steward of the Qingyun Sect in the future.

At this moment, Nangong Wan said again, "Oh right, Shui Yi, you've just broken through to the Golden Core stage. Logically speaking, I should give you a graduation gift."

"It was all done in haste, and I wasn't prepared. What do you want? I have some treasures in my vault; you can take whatever you want."

She said this, and Yan Shui lowered her head slightly, pondered for a while, and then said, "I want that 'Soul-Binding Mirror'."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Wan was slightly taken aback: "What do you need this for?"

“Training, cultivation,” she said. “I need to train my soul. I need to let my soul leave my body in a safe way so that I can observe myself from a more objective perspective and make up for any deficiencies.”

"Previously, it was because I lacked such an objective perspective that I was able to break through to the Golden Core realm, otherwise, it wouldn't have taken me more than a year to achieve this."

She said this, and Nangong Wan couldn't help but smile: "Shuiyi, at your age, breaking through so quickly is already a once-in-a-century event, there's really no need to rush."

“However, it’s fine if you want to use this. It’s not a bad thing to take it and play with it.” As she spoke, she raised a slender finger, her fingertip slicing through the space beside her, and then took out a bronze mirror from it. “Take it, but this thing is also a bit dangerous, so please be careful when using it.”

Yan Shui accepted the gift with both hands, a faint smile playing on her lips: "Thank you, Master!"

Nangong Wan nodded slightly, then stood up: "It's getting late, and the sect still needs me, so I'll be leaving now."

Yan Shui was slightly taken aback: "So fast? Yue'er hasn't returned yet. Master, you've come all this way, you should at least see her."

Nangong Wan said irritably, "She misses me? She's probably out having a blast right now."

As she spoke, she shook her head repeatedly: "No, just tell her I came when she comes back."

Yan Shui tilted her head, utterly bewildered as to why her master would so dislike his own daughter: "She must miss you terribly too..."

Nangong Wan shook her head: "She definitely doesn't want me. Even if she does, she's probably thinking about how to find me a new Daoist partner and urge me to remarry..."

As she spoke, her expression showed a hint of a headache: "Both you, the former sect leader of the Eastern Clan, and I are serious and composed people. How could we have a daughter like her..."

Seeing that her disdain was almost palpable, Yan Shui quickly stepped in to persuade her, "Dongfang Yue means well. She sees everyone else in pairs, inseparable, while you're all alone, so she wanted to find you a companion..."

Nangong Wan put on a stern face: "She's just lazy. She complains that I'm too pushy in her cultivation every day, so she uses this as an excuse to annoy me. That's why I said she's probably having a great time right now. After all, she's more relaxed without me pushing her, and she's probably forgotten all about me."

Her tone carried a hint of resentment, as she felt helpless with her clever but not particularly talented, lazy and playful daughter: "She won't listen to me no matter what I say. She's only ever listened to you since she was little. Shuiyi, while I'm away, could you keep a close eye on her cultivation for me?"

Yan Shui nodded gently: "Okay, Master, don't worry, I will take good care of her."

Nangong Wan said no more, summoned her flying sword and stepped onto it. In the blink of an eye, her body transformed into a shooting star and disappeared at the edge of the sky, never to be seen again.

Yan Shui watched her master leave, her heart still filled with joy. She then picked up the bronze mirror on the stone table, her large eyes brimming with curiosity.

This magical artifact possesses an astonishing power to absorb souls; she needs to study it carefully to see just how much it can help her cultivation.

Yan Shui didn't know the details, but that didn't stop her from being filled with anticipation. The golden sun in the center of the blue sky shone brightly, illuminating the green mountains and clear waters of the earth, and everything exuded boundless vitality, with endless vigor and hope everywhere.

……

Inside the serpent demon's cave.

"Hey bro, I'm sorry you had to see this!"

Diao De'er's shoulder was bandaged, and he was seriously injured. He sat at the head of the round table, shook his head, and sighed: "Those vulture family demon cultivators are really unreliable. We agreed that I would charge first and they would cover me from above, but who knew that the sword cultivator who flew in on a sword would be scared away with just a slight wave of his hand."

"As it turned out, they were all fine, but I escaped death by sheer luck and barely survived."

Sitting next to him, Yun Chu'an chimed in, "That's why these vultures are not trustworthy at all. We have to be careful when dealing with them."

Then he pressed on, "What are the family elders' plans now?"

Diao De'er looked worried and sighed softly: "The elders don't have any good ideas either. It's like when it rains, it pours. Our ancestor suddenly went into seclusion and no one knows what's going on with him. The family has lost one of its most powerful Golden Core cultivators, and now, the Jin and Zhao kingdoms have started to join forces to besiege us."

"Is Heaven truly going to destroy my Yellow Python family...?"

Chapter 424 Side Effects of the Yinming Corpse Pill

Diao De'er's tone was full of worry, and Yun Chu'an quickly comforted him, "Second brother, there's no need to worry so much. Fortune and misfortune always go hand in hand. There are also conflicts between Jin and Zhao. Their alliance certainly won't last long."

"But if we survive the trials of blood and fire, and fight our way out of the battlefield of life and death, our future will be bright!"

He said this to comfort Diao De'er, but unfortunately, Huang Mang was still not very happy and his face was still full of anxiety.

Outside, several girls swayed their slender waists as they served food to the two of them. One of the girls accidentally bumped into Yun Chu'an as she passed by.

Instantly, a surge of intense anger rose from his chest. He glanced at the banshee out of the corner of his eye, his gaze turning murderous.

But then he noticed the snake demon's extremely low neckline, her snow-white breasts and slender waist, and the swaying buttocks that moved with her as she walked. Instantly, his anger transformed into another terrifying flame, his gaze filled with a cruel greed, as if he wanted to pounce on her immediately and tear her to pieces.

The girl hadn't thought anything of it at first; such physical contact was commonplace. But when she suddenly noticed Yun Chu'an's almost murderous gaze, she was immediately terrified, her face turning deathly pale, and she stammered, "My lord, I'm sorry..."

Yun Chu'an closed his eyes, forcibly controlling himself, and turned his head away: "It's alright, you can go now."

The succubus, terrified and hesitant, retreated and left the room. Diao De'er noticed the murderous look in his eyes and said softly, "That girl was ignorant and offended you. How about this, I'll arrange for her to apologize to you privately tonight?"

As he spoke, he gave a wicked laugh, his brows conveying a hint of ambiguity. Yun Chu'an reopened his eyes, shook his head, and said, "No, Second Brother, you're overthinking it. I'm just... under too much pressure lately."

He explained it this way, but deep down he also had unresolved worries.

He knows his own personality very well; normally, he would never get so angry over such a trivial matter. His sudden outburst today could only be due to one reason.

Yinming Corpse Pill.

He swallowed the pill and enjoyed its benefits, achieving a near-leapfrog breakthrough to the late Foundation Establishment stage in such a short time. However, he also had to bear the price it brought.

The negative resentment and malice of that Yin energy remained stagnant in his heart, impossible to dispel. Normally, he could force himself to remain calm and not be so irritable, but with the slightest provocation, a flood of negative emotions and dark thoughts would rush into his mind, making him so agitated that he felt like he wanted to devour someone.

Diao De'er was completely unaware of this; he didn't even know that Yun Chu'an had already broken through to the late Foundation Establishment stage: "Of course you're under a lot of pressure. You did too well before, and now that you can't be as outstanding as before, you're extremely anxious."

"Relax, don't rush. Your brothers are waiting for you. If you keep getting this anxious, you might go berserk!"

He said this, and Yun Chu'an nodded gently, agreeing repeatedly.

After finishing their meal, he didn't extract any more valuable information and then got up to take his leave. Due to his poor health, Diao De'er did not rise to see him off.

Yun Chu'an walked alone through the enormous Cave of Ten Thousand Snakes. The once bustling cave was now deserted and desolate, with only a few snake demons passing by occasionally, all of them wounded, creating a grim scene.

He passed through here, first returning to the field mouse family's territory, then crawling into the cave and arriving at the talisman printing assembly line.

A group of rat demons were working here, with a clear division of labor. Some were processing yellow paper, while others were mixing ink. The long assembly line was running smoothly and continuously creating wealth for themselves.

Yun Chu'an glanced around, his mood generally satisfied. Just then, a small demon with a rat's head and a human body, perhaps too tired, suddenly swayed and yawned.

A drop of saliva fell from the corner of his mouth and into the ink bucket below. In an instant, the entire bucket of ink was contaminated, and all the materials used in it had to be rendered unusable.

Yun Chu'an raised an eyebrow, his chest instantly filled with rage: "Get down here!"

He pointed at the rat demon and scolded it. The latter, its face filled with terror, raised its hands in a gesture of surrender, repeatedly apologizing, "I'm so sorry, sir, I didn't mean to..."

He apologized repeatedly, but faced with Yun Chu'an's angry expression, he was so frightened that he fell silent and quickly turned to leave.

Yun Chu'an glanced at the other rat demons on the assembly line, watching them all tremble in fear, and a perverse pleasure suddenly welled up in his heart.

That fearful look in their eyes is truly beautiful.

As soon as the dark thought arose, he suddenly paused, suppressing his anger and making his voice sound calm: "You need to take care of yourselves. Don't work more than six hours a day. Your spirit and spiritual power can't last any longer."

"Get back to work, and don't make such a basic mistake again."

The rat demons echoed his agreement. After speaking, he turned around and hurriedly left the cave, unwilling to become the source of the oppressive atmosphere or a source of stress for the rat demons.

After leaving, he didn't even bother to greet Liu Mengshen before hurriedly using his "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" technique to leave, heading straight for Huai Mountain.

He didn't want to see anyone right now. He didn't plan to see anyone close to him until he had vented all the resentment that had been building up in his chest.

He didn't want his bad mood to hurt them.