All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

Lin Ruan bravely fought her enemies in the secret realm, engaging in a fierce battle with the demons. Lu Sui'an stood guard, constantly protecting her from harm. This secret realm, Jinshuijian, only opens once every three hundred years, lasting only three months. It contains a wealth of golden and water-attributed elixirs, and during this time, both of them reaped a rich harvest.

When the secret realm was about to close, Lu Sui'an led Lin Ruan out of the secret realm. Just as he took a step out, without the protection of the secret realm rules, Lin Ruan suddenly stopped and said softly, "Third Brother, I have formed a pill."

Lu Sui'an was relieved at first, but then his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief, "What????" He looked at Lin Ruan, whose innocent eyes were wide open, then looked up at the sunny sky and muttered to himself, "Junior Sister, where is your thunderbolt?"

Starting from the Golden Core stage, every time a breakthrough in cultivation level occurs, heavenly thunder will be triggered. Why didn’t Lin Ruan have it?

Lin Ruan smiled and said, "Third Senior Brother, I forgot to tell you that I fell from the late Jindan stage to the late Foundation Establishment stage, so there was no heavenly thunder when I formed the Dan this time."

Lu Sui'an suddenly remembered this and asked hurriedly: "You suddenly advanced to the Golden Core stage. Is the injury on your spiritual root okay?"

Lin Ruan said: "No, I think it might be because of drinking the spiritual spring that some of the injuries on the spiritual roots have been recovered."

Lu Sui'an said: "In that case, you don't have to share it with me, little sister. Keep it for yourself." After saying that, he took out the porcelain bottle and handed it to Lin Ruan.

Lin Ruan quickly refused, "No, no, Third Brother, I've saved five large bottles for myself, which is more than enough. What's given to you is given to you, so keep it for yourself."

"Thank you, Junior Sister." Lu Sui'an carefully put away the porcelain bottle.

"Third Brother, where should we go next?" Lin Ruan asked.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Sui'an replied, "Since you have reached the Golden Core stage, we will send a message to Master and wait for him to come back and take you to the Sword Tomb to choose a sword."

Lin Ruan nodded.

She had never been to the Sword Tomb before, so she had no idea what it looked like. She hadn't asked the system to tell her, either. Some places retain their mysteries, so she treated them as adventure experiences.

After receiving the message, Ruoshui found the nearest teleportation array in the city and rushed back, arriving at Ruoshui Peak a step ahead of Lin Ruan and the others. When Lin Ruan and the others arrived at Ruoshui Peak, not only was Venerable Ruoshui there, but Venerable Qingmu was also waiting for them.

Seeing Lin Ruan coming over, Qingmu hurried over and used his spiritual power to check Lin Ruan's body, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, it has really formed a pill, and the injury to the spiritual root has not only not worsened, but has eased."

Reverend Ruoshui also nodded in satisfaction, looked at Lu Sui'an, and said softly, "It's because of the three of them that we took good care of you."

At this time, Lu Sui'an walked up to the two venerables and bowed, "Greetings to Master, greetings to Venerable Qingmu. Master, you are too kind, it is just my good luck."

He paused, then added, "I just did what a senior brother should do."

Venerable Qingmu smiled and patted Lu Sui'an on the shoulder, "Haha, you guys are all good kids." Then he looked at Lin Ruan with a loving look in his eyes, "Ruan Ruan, you must have worked hard on this training trip. How do you feel?"

Lin Ruan hurriedly took out the porcelain bottles and gave three to Ruoshui and Qingmu. "Daddy, Mommy, this is something I found in the Jinshuijian Secret Realm. It's what made me better after drinking it. I left this for you. Come and see what it is."

Venerable Qingmu opened the lid, first felt the spiritual energy in the spring water, then dropped a drop into his mouth, and said in surprise: "It's actually the Myriad Medicine Spirit Liquid!"

She explained to Lin Ruan in detail, "The Myriad Medicine Spiritual Liquid is a heavenly elixir. It can not only quickly heal all kinds of injuries sustained by cultivators during training or battle, but can even repair internal injuries. It is a lifesaver for cultivators on the brink of life and death. It can also quickly restore a cultivator's vitality. Dropping a small drop into water can also speed up cultivation. This thing is precious and hard to come by. Rumor has it that this spiritual liquid can only be produced in places where the immortal-grade Earth Core Pregnant Divine Saliva has existed. Nannan, your spiritual roots are damaged, and you need a heavenly elixir to alleviate them. Daddy and Mommy have been searching for a suitable elixir for so long but haven't found one. Now that you have finally found it, keep it for yourself."

Lin Ruan could only tell the two of them that he had left five large bottles for himself, and only then did Ruoshui and Qingmu reluctantly accept them?

Reverend Ruoshui looked at Lin Ruan and said gently, "Ruan Ruan, are you tired? Go back and rest. Tomorrow, Daddy will take you to the Sword Tomb to choose a sword."

After Lin Ruan agreed, she gave Jun Jianhen and Xu Luoning three bottles of spiritual liquid each, then returned to her own residence to rest. The next morning, Lin Ruan woke up early, washed and dressed, and after finishing her makeup, she went to look for Venerable Ruoshui. Soon, the two arrived at the Sword Tomb.

The Sword Tomb is located on Wuhui Peak in the Changyun Sect. As the name suggests, it not only houses the Sword Tomb, but also houses the sect's Law Enforcement Hall, which guards the sect's third treasury. Furthermore, Wuhui Peak also boasts a location called the Enlightenment Valley, brimming with complex and razor-sharp sword energy and intent. The Valley is also where ordinary disciples are confined.

Venerable Ruoshui led Lin Ruan to the entrance of the Sword Tomb, where members of the Law Enforcement Hall stood guard. Lin Ruan approached, first handing his disciple card to the Law Enforcement Elder, then placed his hand on a crystal ball on the table, which read: Early Golden Core Stage. After the Elder confirmed both, he produced a token, unlocked the Sword Tomb, and let Lin Ruan in.

The sword tomb wasn't, as Lin Ruan had imagined, a forest of swords stuck in the ground. Instead, it was a forest of steles. As Lin Ruan peered closer, they revealed the life stories of each sword. The Changyun Sect had been passed down for countless years. Upon ascending, each great master, deprived of possessions, left their belongings to their disciples, leaving only their swords to the sect. Besides the swords left by the ascended masters, there were also those left by fallen elders and disciples. Each sword, regardless of rank, was neatly arranged on shelves, stacked layer upon layer, countless in number.

Lin Ruan walked over one by one and felt the swords of several swords moving slightly, but they seemed to be suppressed by something and did not dare to fly towards Lin Ruan.

Man chooses sword, and sword chooses man.

Lin Ruan raised her brows slightly, and just as she was about to try to pick up a handful, a white light rushed over, floated beside her, and circled around her in a flattering way.

It was a broken sword, only half. Lin Ruan recalled the life story of the sword inscribed on the stone tablet. It wasn't originally part of the Changyun Sect, but had been accidentally found by a great-grandmaster in a secret realm. Although the main blade was made of Bishuihanjin, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the material fuse with the sword. It wasn't until just before his ascension that the great-grandmaster gave the sword to the sect, stating that it was not meant to be.

Lin Ruan looked at the broken sword, thinking that his uncle-master would definitely be able to repair it. Who would have thought that a broken sword would have its own clever tricks and disguise itself? It wasn't made of Jade Water Cold Gold at all, but the immortal material Shenhai Snow Silver.

The reason why the sword wanted to follow it so much was probably because it sensed the aura of Shenhai Snow Silver from her.

Lin Ruan didn't hesitate, reaching out to grasp the sword. The sword's name immediately popped into her mind—the Cold Smoke Sword. She smiled and said, "You and I have chosen the right master. Sword cultivators are all poor, but I am rich as hell."