Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Su Nan almost laughed out loud, but he was too embarrassed to do so. He thought to himself, these brother and sister are a bit fierce.

"Then where are you going?" Su Nan asked in confusion, his eyes scanning back and forth between the brother and sister.

Tai Qing quickly replied, "My brother and I are also looking for treatment for our illness. We just discussed it and since you are an expert, we wanted to see if you can make an elixir."

Tai Yue couldn't wait to interject, "Yes, you are kind-hearted. If you know how to make pills, you will definitely help us. Of course, we won't let you help us in vain. My brother and I are willing to use the Immortal Spirit Pendant in exchange. What do you think?"

As he spoke, Tai Qing carefully took out the jade pendant magic weapon that he had used in the restaurant and handed it over with both hands.

Su Nan took the jade pendant and examined it carefully. The pendant was oval in shape, about the size of an adult's palm. It was crafted from a mysterious pale blue jade, a warm, translucent stone that seemed imbued with an inexhaustible spiritual energy. When caught in the light, it emanated a soft, dreamy glow. A lifelike phoenix was carved on the front, its feathers distinct and graceful, as if ready to soar into the sky at any moment. Its eyes, set with two brilliant rubies, shimmered with a mysterious and profound light, adding a touch of spirit and majesty to the entire pendant. The edge of the pendant was framed by delicate cloud patterns, delicate and flowing, as light as actual clouds. Ancient and mysterious runes were engraved on the back. These runes, looming and emanating a faint golden glow, seemed to hold powerful powers and unknown mysteries. An exquisite string woven from silver threads passes through the small hole on the top of the jade pendant. The string is also dotted with a few small pearls, which makes the fairy pendant more luxurious and elegant.

After reading it, Su Nan returned the jade pendant and said, "This is a mid-grade immortal weapon. It is indeed a good thing, but I can't take it."

The brother and sister immediately became anxious, thinking that Su Nan was unwilling to help. Tai Qing quickly said, "Sister, we know you don't like this jade pendant, but we also have the Heavenly King Crown. We'll give it to you as well. You must help our master no matter what."

Su Nan smiled and soothed, "That's not what I meant, silly sister. I didn't say I wouldn't help you. I meant I wouldn't ask for your magic weapon."

"This..." The brother and sister exchanged a look of disbelief, barely daring to believe their ears. In the world of cultivation, there's no such thing as a free lunch. What cultivator doesn't love magical treasures? Even if they already possess ten thousand immortal artifacts, they wouldn't easily pass up a top-grade spiritual treasure. After all, who has too many magical treasures? The main reason is that magical treasures have different functions, and sometimes an immortal artifact is just as good as a spiritual treasure.

Take the Heavenly King's Crown, for example. It's no ordinary spiritual treasure; it has a single purpose: to gather energy. Wearing it while practicing can automatically absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, filter it, and then channel it to the Baihui acupoint, significantly increasing the efficiency of cultivation.

This kind of spiritual treasure is rare, because there are tens of thousands of large and small magic arrays on this small crown. No weapon refiner would spend so much effort on this kind of auxiliary spiritual treasure.

Generally speaking, it would be easier to attack spiritual treasures. It would be much easier to attack magic arrays. Even if they were stacked, there wouldn't be too many.

Su Nan saw their confusion and patiently explained, "Don't be surprised. I said I would help you and I will. As for the magic weapon, I really don't need it. Okay, stop standing there and let's go."

After hearing this, the brother and sister were filled with joy. After expressing their gratitude, they led Su Nan to Xianju Cave in Fulu Mountain.

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Mount Fulu towers into the clouds, its majestic and steep peaks resembling a giant dragon coiling above the earth. Ancient trees tower above, lush and verdant, their luxuriant branches interwoven into a canopy of green. The dreamlike, dreamlike mist shrouds the mountain, lending it an air of mystery.

Xianju Cave is hidden on the hillside of Fulu Mountain. Its entrance is obscured by lush green vines, making it difficult to find without careful searching. A clear stream flows in front of the cave, its water crashing against the rocks, creating a melodious sound.

Upon entering Xianju Cave, the first thing that catches your eye is a spacious hall. Stalactites of various shapes hang from the ceiling, some piercing down like sharp swords, others resembling dancing fairies, shimmering with a mysterious luster in the dim light. Minerals emitting a faint glow are inlaid on the cave walls, casting a flickering light on the interior.

Deep within the cave, several stone chambers are simply but neatly arranged. Within them, stone beds, tables, and benches are placed, creating a simple yet vibrant atmosphere. To one side, a passage leads deeper into the cave, leaving one with no idea where it leads, leaving one with endless possibilities for imagination.

The entire Xianju Cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, with fresh air. It seems like a fairyland isolated from the world, making people feel a sense of tranquility and peace.

Within Xianju Cave lies a stone chamber, permeated by a heavy, oppressive silence. Liu Yitao lay quietly on a simple, rough stone bed, her face as pale as the first snow of winter, devoid of any color, as if the vitality of life had been drained away. Her eyes, usually lively and full of spirit, were now tightly closed, her long lashes casting a heavy shadow beneath them, further accentuating her haggard appearance.

Her cascading black hair now lay tangled and scattered across the stone pillow, losing its former softness and sheen, appearing dry and rough. Liu Yitao's brows were slightly furrowed, and even in her coma, that frown seemed to speak of the immense pain she had endured. Her lips were bloodless, and cracked lines were faintly visible, like land that had been dry for a long time without rain.

The thin blanket covering her rose and fell gently with her weak, irregular breathing, each rise and fall seeming labored, as if it were proof of her desperate struggle against the pain. Beneath the thin blanket, her figure appeared exceptionally thin, her once graceful figure almost obliterated by the pain.

Liu Yitao's hands drooped limply at her sides, her fingers slightly bent, her knuckles white, but now they had lost their strength. The veins on her wrists were faintly visible, a sign of physical weakness.

The stone chamber was filled with a strong herbal aroma, the scent of various herbs prepared for her healing. The mixed aroma filled every corner, but it failed to mask the weakness and pain emanating from her.

Occasionally, water drops fall from the surrounding stone walls, and the "tick-tick" sound seems particularly clear and loud in this silent space. Each drop of water seems to be the footsteps of time, mercilessly urging Liu Yitao to fight against pain, and also knocking on the heartstrings of everyone who cares about her.