Chaos Spirit Field

A wind began to blow in the Absolute Spirit Land, its whistling roar like thunder, as if it threatened to tear the entire world apart. Zhao Shanhe stripped off his clothes and placed himself in the midst of this strange, raging wind. In an instant, the strange wind felt like countless sharp blades, ruthlessly slicing through his skin, bringing waves of stinging pain. He couldn't help but sigh, "What sin had the Yin family committed to deserve such cruel punishment?"

This strong wind lasted for a full eight hours, and Zhao Shanhe was in the wind from beginning to end, without retreating at all. His purpose in doing so was to use the power of the strange wind to speed up the digestion of the medicinal properties of the dragon scale fruit.

Each dragon scale fruit could increase one's strength by five hundred kilograms, but the fullness took a long time to fully digest. Zhao Shanhe was about to leave, and with so many enemies outside, he couldn't wait to absorb the energy slowly, so he devised this self-harming method. With the help of the strange wind, he successfully digested sixteen dragon scale fruits, saving a lot of time. His strength increased by exactly eight thousand kilograms, without any loss. Some things in the world of immortal cultivation cannot be explained by science.

Yin Jie, who was inside the house, heard the noises outside cease, and curiously, she stepped out. Despite the dim night, it couldn't hide her star-like eyes. She saw Zhao Shanhe standing outside in a daze, and couldn't help but scrutinize him. "This man is so handsome! A beautiful face, a perfect figure, and an upright frame brimming with power. To think there was such a handsome man in the world!" she accidentally made a noise.

Zhao Shanhe heard the noise and realized that someone was watching him. He looked closely and found that it was Yin Jie! So, he said dissatisfiedly: "Little girl, is it pretty? Have you seen enough?"

However, Yin Jie didn't feel shy at all. Instead, she responded openly, "Master, you are so beautiful. Your skin is even prettier than mine!"

Hearing this, Zhao Shanhe's mouth twitched, but he still replied with a feigned aloofness, "Little girl, don't let your wishful thinking foolishly lead you to this. I'm the man you'll never have!" With that, he turned and returned to the house, closing the door behind him. At that moment, he couldn't help but sigh: the women of primitive tribes are truly open-minded! Honestly, though, this bra wrap is truly a rare treasure. Not only does it have amazing defensive power, but it's also completely invisible from the outside. He'll plant it in the Chaos Spirit Field later and see if he can transform it into a pair of underwear. This way, he can avoid being misunderstood as a pervert while also protecting his vital parts.

In reality, Zhao Shanhe's decision was driven by desperation. Ordinary clothing was completely powerless against the tearing force of the unnatural wind. If he left his little brother exposed, any accident would mean his ultimate demise. Even if he could regrow, it would be incredibly disconcerting. After all, who wants to be the Dongfang Bubai of the immortal cultivation world? Hence, this idea struck him. As long as he didn't feel embarrassed, then only others would be embarrassed.

As a man who has been a primitive man for more than ten years, Yin Jie has seen all kinds of scenes, so he naturally does not feel embarrassed, and even feels that he has not seen enough.

Zhao Shanhe returned to his room, feeling deeply wronged and determined to redress his wrongdoing. He could just pull up his pants and deny it, so why bother pretending to be serious? When he emerged from the room, he discovered Yin Jie had already returned to her room, the door locked. He returned dejectedly to his own room.

Zhao Shanhe secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, Yin Jie had returned, otherwise a disaster would have occurred. It seemed he still needed to improve his concentration! He suddenly missed Tan Tai Ming Yue and Luo Tian Shuang terribly, and wondered what they were doing.

Ever since she reunited with Zhao Shanhe, the haze in Tantai Mingyue's heart instantly dissipated without a trace. Although their separation was somewhat hasty, knowing that her lover was still alive was enough. She stepped out of the Xianyuan Secret Realm and scanned the crowd, but saw no sign of Yang Hui. Puzzled, she asked, "Grandpa, hasn't Yang Hui come out yet?"

Upon hearing this, Tantai Mieming responded, "Mingyue, Yang Hui hasn't come out yet. What realm have you reached now?"

Tantai Mingyue winked mischievously and said half-jokingly, "Grandpa, let me tell you a little secret. I've already entered the middle stage of the Nascent Soul! Do you think it's time to consider stepping down and letting someone more capable do the job?"

After hearing this, Tantai Mieming smiled lovingly and replied cheerfully, "Okay, my dear granddaughter. When Grandpa returns, I will pass on the position of Sect Leader to you."

However, Tan Tai Ming Yue panicked and quickly waved her hand to refuse, "Grandpa, I was just joking with you. Being the head of the sect is too tiring. I don't want to do such a hard job! Otherwise, you should hand this important task over to my father."

"Okay, Grandpa will listen to you."

Tan Tai Mieming glanced at several elders, and none of them stood up to object. They didn't expect that the position of the leader of the Qingniu Sect would go around in circles and finally fall into the hands of the good-for-nothing Tan Tai Fengdu.

In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and Yang Hui finally came out of the Secret Realm of Immortal Grass. Perhaps because he had just broken through the realm, he did not suppress his cultivation, which shocked everyone present. He was less than twenty years old and was at the Spirit Transformation Stage. This was too incredible.

Tantai Mingyue walked forward lightly and said in a gentle voice, "Sister Yang Hui, I didn't expect you to have already entered the realm of spiritual transformation!"

Yang Hui was startled, immediately realizing that she had accidentally revealed her true cultivation level. She quickly restrained her aura and instantly lowered her realm back to the Core Formation Stage. She casually replied, "Sister-in-law, you're too kind. I'm only at the Core Formation Stage. How can I compare to you? You're a Nascent Soul cultivator!"

Everyone present looked at each other in bewilderment. This was clearly a joke, treating everyone like fools! Tantai Mingyue chuckled softly and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Sister Yang Hui, what kind of magical technique did you just use? You can actually change your aura at will. It's really interesting."

Yang Hui said, "This was taught to me by my brother. If you are interested in learning, I will teach you."

"Forget it. I would rather my husband teach me personally. This is not the place to talk. Let's go back to the sect and talk in detail." Tan Tai Mingyue responded with a smile.

Yang Hui keenly grasped the deeper meaning in Tan Tai Ming Yue's words, as if she knew something. It was indeed not advisable to stay here for long, so she stopped questioning and silently nodded in agreement.