Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 709: Beating the Witch
Finally reached the great perfection of the foundation building stage.

Perhaps it was because he had been waiting for this day for too long and had made various contingency plans in his mind, so at this moment Yan Yu was not too surprised. He just stood up calmly and used his spiritual consciousness to check his dantian.

Just as it is recorded in the classics, as the true essence is completely filled in the Dantian, a faint purple aura begins to appear around it. Taoists call it "Purple Mansion", which is the foundation of a cultivator's Taoism.

Zifu is also known as the Zifu. The golden elixir is like an embryonic egg, which can only be conceived in the Zifu. If the Zifu is maintained to the extreme, it will completely turn into jade color, which is the "Jade Palace".
Of course, cultivating a Jade Palace requires extremely strong talent, extremely rare resources, and extremely incredible luck. All three are indispensable. Even in the classics produced in the existing secret realms, there is no record of anyone cultivating a Jade Palace. It is only vaguely said that the more jade color there is around the Purple Palace, the stronger the grade of the golden elixir will be.

For example, Xie Ruoxi's purple palace was approximately 100% jade-colored, giving her a near % chance of forming a top-grade golden elixir. Yan Yu's own dantian was surrounded by a hazy purple aura, with barely a trace of jade to be found...

Difficult to stretch.

Yan Yu took out the Nine-Transformation Red Phoenix Pill that he had obtained from the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain and swallowed it without hesitation.

Take drugs!

The Nine-Transformation Vermilion Phoenix Pill was said to be able to accumulate cultivation and cleanse the Purple Palace. Its medicinal power was incredibly overbearing. It felt like a fireball falling into the stomach. Before one could even wrap and refine it with their True Essence, a flood of blazing spiritual energy exploded from their Dantian, rushing madly into every meridian.

Yan Yu frowned slightly, said something to the girls who had just left the secret realm, then turned around and left silently.

He first walked, then ran, and then he sprinted and passed through walls, rushing back to his room and bathroom at lightning speed.

Then, the heavy sound of lightning and thunder was heard.

I flushed the toilet eight times in a row, and I almost fainted. The severe pain in my abdomen finally subsided.

Looking at myself in the mirror, my clothes and pants were all wet with sweat, and a thin layer of black mud was spewing out of my pores, as if I were a loach just fished out of a mud pool.

Yan Yu stared at his miserable self with an expressionless face for a moment, and suddenly revealed a satisfied smile.

He stretched out his hand, made a hand gesture, and began to move his Qi around on the spot. He felt a faint spiritual energy flowing in from the pores of his whole body.

Qualification is no longer zero!

Of course, although he is already able to practice independently, his aptitude is probably inferior to Chen Lingyun's, so it can only be regarded as a bonus.

Yan Yu checked his Dantian again, and indeed, he found a hint of jade color in the purple essence - of course, it was only a faint hint, but it was still a difference from nothing to something.

Next, it is necessary to use the method of dual cultivation, the exchange of shadows, and the combined efforts of dragon and tiger to allow the purple essence and jade color in the dantian to blend with each other, thereby increasing the overall proportion of jade color.

It must be said that the Qiansi Sect, where the demon woman came from, though a rather unorthodox sect, was indeed deeply immersed in these bizarre approaches, even devising the ingenious tactic of utilizing the opposing forces of primordial yin and yang to stir up the Purple Palace. Reputable and upright sects wouldn't even bother with such research—they'd simply say, "Don't cultivate if you don't have the aptitude."

I took a shower in the shower room to wash off all the dirt on my body. Suddenly, I saw Zhao Yuanzhen coming through the wall from outside and asked:

"You've already reached the Great Perfection, right? Then when will you be with me... Holy shit! What's that smell?!"

"You're surprised by something you haven't seen before." Yan Yu said contemptuously, "Didn't anyone teach you to knock before coming in?"

"No, I'm an orphan." Zhao Yuanzhen shamelessly approached, "Let your sister Zhao see how big you are... uh."

Yan Yu slowly wiped himself with a towel and said:

"Have you decided on the location of the secret realm?"

"The Zhendong Army gave us several addresses," Zhao Yuanzhen said seriously, "To be honest, I don't want to choose any of them."

"Yes." Yan Yu nodded. "The locations that the higher-ups can think of are basically based on the convenience of defense. But what the higher-ups can think of may not be thought of by foreign countries. So it is best for us to choose the location ourselves and notify them at the last moment to shorten the time it takes for the enemy to obtain intelligence."

Zhao Yuanzhen pondered for a moment, then suddenly said:

"Speaking of this, I have an idea."

"You said."

"How about we overcome the tribulation near the Wudang Mountain Secret Realm?" Zhao Yuanzhen analyzed. "First, Jingbei is located in the center of the Lu Kingdom's continental territory, far enough away from all four borders. Secondly, the four major teams are all training here, so they can immediately provide support if anything happens."

"Yeah, is there anything else?" Yan Yu asked.

"I checked the weather forecast," Zhao Yuanzhen continued, "It's going to snow on Wudang Mountain tomorrow. This should be able to cover up the strange phenomena in the sky and earth during our tribulation."

"Indeed." Yan Yu thought about it.

No matter where one undergoes tribulation, it's difficult to conceal unusual phenomena from meteorological satellites in outer space. Therefore, no matter how remote the secret realm's location is, it doesn't mean much. The key is to consider that the enemy may enter from any direction outside the borders, to have sufficient strategic depth, and to facilitate support from other cultivators...

The Wudang Mountain Secret Realm seemed to be the best place. As expected, when it came to matters of cultivation, the Demon Sect's demon girls were always smart.

"Is that alright?" Zhao Yuanzhen tilted his head and said, "We're going to survive the tribulation in Wudang Mountain, so why don't we practice dual cultivation in your room?"

"Are you just doing this for convenience?" Yan Yu suddenly asked suspiciously.

"Hmph." Zhao Yuanzhen sneered, "You're not capable, are you? How about giving you a few days to eat more leeks and oysters?"

Yan Yu was such a man of high spirits, how could he fall for such a clumsy provocation... No, how could he let her underestimate him like that? He immediately said:

"Then go take a shower, I'll wait for you outside."

After driving Zhao Yuanzhen into the bathroom, Yan Yu sat on the bed and began to slowly adjust his breathing.

To be honest, if it weren't for the very conclusive records in "The Silk-pulling Method", he wouldn't have dared to believe that this secret method could really reach the Golden Elixir level. The key is that the Purple Palace Dantian is too fragile and its precision is comparable to that of the human brain. If you mess around with it, there will definitely be problems.

Similarly, even if a truly useful secret method went awry during its execution, the consequences could range from possessed by demons to a complete loss of cultivation, to paralysis and even death. Therefore, it was crucial to ensure that the original text was memorized and understood accurately. Yan Yu reviewed the "Pulling Silk Method" several times in his mind before seeing Zhao Yuanzhen wipe his hair with a towel and walk out confidently.

Mountains and hills gather together, waves rage, and the Tongguan Road is within the mountains and rivers! At this moment, Yan Yu suddenly felt that Zhang Yanghao's poem was just right for her.

excellent!

"Why are you still wearing clothes?" Zhao Yuanzhen asked in confusion, without a trace of shyness on his face.

"Why don't you blow-dry your hair?" Yan Yu asked back.

"Excuse me." Zhao Yuanzhen sat down beside him and picked up the hair dryer. "Help me blow dry."

Yan Yu dried her hair and his eyes unconsciously moved downwards.

The demon girl's waist was really thin, and her entire back was as flawless as white jade. It was the kind of delicate and tender back that would definitely leave a red mark if slapped... Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand to slap her.

Snapped!
"Ouch!" Zhao Yuanzhen jumped up in pain and cried out, "What are you doing!"

"Come, let me see if there are any red marks on your back." Yan Yu said with a smile.

"You're courting death!" The demonic woman could no longer endure it, the book of hatred whirring in her mind. She recalled all the past verbal humiliations, beatings, and taunts, along with her determination and vow to repay them tenfold and a hundredfold.

I can't stand it anymore! I'm going to beat you up!

She rushed forward like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and quickly pinned Yan Yu down with the advantage of her weight. Then she raised her two fists as big as casserole pots and smashed them hard on Yan Yu!

If I don’t beat you until your mouth turns white and red, and your face becomes covered in a big dyeing factory, I will take your last name!

Yan Yu was also caught off guard. He didn't expect that this witch would suddenly attack him without any warning. She was so skilled and fierce that she didn't look like a girl from a good family at all. For a moment, he could only try to defend himself with physical skills.

The witch's fists were big and heavy, almost iron fists, and she was good at using the boxing technique of "Qi Guan Changhong". She raised them high and smashed down fiercely. Not only was the speed extremely fast, but the impact force was also very strong. Even if he successfully blocked and defended, just one hit would make him feel as if his whole body was about to fall apart, with pain and numbness.

With Yan Yu's personality, he certainly couldn't just take the beating like this, so he just calmly let her continue to punch him, passively defending himself while secretly observing and looking for the opponent's flaws.

As we all know, the reason why all-out attack without defense is difficult to deal with is that you are always being suppressed and beaten. Even if the opponent reveals a flaw, it depends on whether there is a suitable opportunity to counterattack. If you force yourself to attack before the opportunity comes, the result will most likely be a punch in the face, foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground, unable to fight.

At this time, the rhythm of attack and defense was firmly controlled by Zhao Yuanzhen. Yan Yu was not in a hurry to counterattack when he was at a disadvantage. He just deliberately raised his elbow to receive her fist.

Elbow you!

Zhao Yuanzhen had been gritting his teeth, but now he punched his elbow hard and couldn't help but cry out in pain. He realized that something was wrong.

Which is harder, a punch or an elbow? Definitely the elbow. Considering that force is mutual, a head-on collision would definitely have the advantage with the harder strike. The harder the blow, the stronger the rebound. If I didn't kill Yan Yu, I'd lose half my life first. That little thief would definitely laugh at me afterwards.

In that case, why not just avoid a head-on collision?

The witch's face was as red as blood, her smile was arrogant, and her eyes were fierce. It was obvious that she was fighting to the extreme and her mind was extremely active. She changed the "Qi Guan Changhong" to the "Death Swing" in an instant, imitating the posture of a crocodile tearing its prey, and attacked Yan Yu frantically from front, back, left and right, but she just didn't collide with his elbow.

Now it was Yan Yu's turn to complain. After all, the elbow was best used as a weapon for a straight-line collision. For example, if the opponent was defending from behind on the basketball court, I could elbow him and make him smear his face. But if the opponent was standing to the left or right, it would be difficult to elbow him.

But he still did not lose his composure, because walking in a straight line is the most convenient and energy-saving. If you want to walk in a curve and swing left and right, forward and backward to attack, your physical energy consumption will definitely increase.

I want to see how much strength you still have!
As he expected, the witch punched continuously for forty minutes, and finally she was exhausted and out of breath. Her punches became soft, not like a casserole, but more like a sponge.

Yan Yu knew that the time had come, so he suddenly exerted force to knock her to the side, then turned around and quickly pinned her down, completing the offensive and defensive positions in an instant.

Zhao Yuanzhen screamed in his heart that something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to resist, but where was the strength to resist? At this moment, he was like a dead dog, lying on the bed, unable to move.

Yan Yu mercilessly stretched out his hand and slapped her fat butt with a slap.

This spanking posture was more of a humiliation to one's dignity than an injury. After all, when people think of spanking, they think of children being spanked by their parents for being disobedient. The woman couldn't hold back any longer, and with all her remaining strength, she arched her body, intending to catch Yan Yu off guard and throw him to the ground. Unexpectedly, several more slaps came down, and the pain ripped through her body like an electric current, leaving her limp like a puddle of mud, completely powerless.

Although her body was on strike, Zhao Yuanzhen was still unconvinced. After all, the Book of Hate had so many pages written down, and she had been waiting for this day to show off her power... but she was still defeated by this little thief. How could she accept this? So she started to shout:
"Kill me if you have the guts!"

"Don't worry." Yan Yu smiled, "Right away."

"How can you be called a hero if you only know how to bully your wife?" Zhao Yuanzhen continued, "Do you dare to let me rest for an hour? Let's fight for another 300 rounds?"

"Aren't you lying down and resting now?" Yan Yu pretended to be confused.

"Then you can continue to hold me here, but you are not allowed to hit me." Zhao Yuanzhen said quickly.

Yan Yu did not answer, nor did he continue to slap her butt. He just pressed his palm hard on the place where he had hit her before, and began to rub it vigorously back and forth.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!” The witch really let out a cry of pain that was almost unconscious. “Stop it! You can’t do this! I’m telling you, do you hear me?”

"Didn't you just use this trick against me?" Yan Yu asked with a sneer, "Why, don't you understand the principle of not doing to others what you don't want done to yourself?"

"I understand, you big idiot!" Zhao Yuanzhen yelled angrily, and wanted to flip through the book of hatred in his mind, but he was tormented so much that he could no longer stay awake. Soon his mind was drowsy and he began to babble nonsense:

"Ha, ha... you little thief, you are shameless... the most shameless... you are finished, you are finished, I tell you..."

Suddenly tears fell again:
"They just bully me, they just bully me... Phew, I'm so pissed off..."

Then he became fierce again, waving his hands and feet and kicking wildly, shouting:
"Call Ruoxi! Hurry up and call Ruoxi over. If you have the guts, challenge the two of us one-on-one..."

Yan Yu ignored her crazy talk, but saw the witch twitching violently, her eyes rolled up, veins popping out, even her toes stretched straight, and the true energy in her body surged violently, and began to flow like a mighty river!
"Quick, practice the skills!" He quickly picked up the demon girl and held her steady, then put his palms together with hers, exchanged true energy, and began to stir the purple palace!
(End of this chapter)