Bone-stripping and tendon-pulling? The reborn senior sister becomes the number one cultivator in the

Xie Wanning let out a soft laugh.

"I guess you won't hand me over to the eight major sects, will you? Senior Brother Qin Muyang of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion." Xie Wanning regained her original voice, her clear girlish voice filled with laughter.

A shadow fell over Qin Muyang's eyes, a hint of murderous intent flashing within them: "How did you know?"

Xie Wanning removed her heavy black robe and mask. Beneath the mask was a wrinkled face, and beneath the black robe was an old, frail body, as if it would collapse to the ground at any moment.

Xie Wanning raised her neck and gently untied a silver necklace.

The moment the necklace left her neck, Xie Wanning's body returned to normal. Her originally aged face became smooth and delicate, and even her height shrank back to its original size.

Xie Wanning chuckled, a faint dimple appearing at the corner of her mouth: "Sect Master Qin, would you be interested in purchasing my Rank 8 Transformation Necklace? It can change your height, appearance, age, and even gender."

Qin Muyang merely raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the fresh and lovely girl in front of him, his wariness steadily increasing.

Wasn't Xu Weilin only skilled in physical combat, alchemy, and swordsmanship? Why does she also know how to forge weapons and draw talismans?

Logically, Qin Muyang's appearance and voice had changed, so no one should have recognized him. Furthermore, he had never met Xu Weilin, and apart from Guo Futing, no one else in the black market knew their leader was the senior disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Guo Futing was absolutely loyal to him and would never expose his identity. Since no one else knew his identity, how did Xu Weilin know he was Qin Muyang?

"Don't try to change the subject. How did you figure out my identity? If you don't tell me, you're not leaving here today," Qin Muyang said fiercely, his eyes fixed on Xie Wanning.

Xie Wanning sighed softly.

She had long suspected that the black market was connected to the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

The black market sells all sorts of elixirs and magical artifacts, providing weapons for the wicked to fight back. Both the eight major sects and the demon realm are wary of the black market, and have even launched large-scale attacks on it time and again.

Many of the people in the black market are spies from the eight major sects and the Demon Realm. Logically speaking, no matter how powerful the leader of the black market is, he will eventually be caught red-handed.

However, the black market always disperses before the enemy attacks. Every time the eight major sects or demonic cultivators attack the black market, they always end up empty-handed, and sometimes they even find the corpses of the spies they planted in the black market.

The leaders of the black market must possess superb divination skills, but only the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion and his personal disciples possess the unique divination techniques of the cultivation world.

The moment Xie Wanning walked in, Qin Muyang saw through her disguise.

Xie Wanning's disguise was flawless, yet it was exposed in an instant, indicating that the person in front of her was indeed from the Tianji Pavilion.

Before Xie Wanning arrived at the black market, she had encountered people from various sects who came to capture her, but she cleverly deceived them all with her disguise.

She encountered Zhuge Yun and his second disciple Liu Zetao, who were chasing her from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Therefore, she was certain that the leaders of the Black Market were none other than Zhuge Kuang, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, and his eldest disciple Qin Muyang, who had been in seclusion for cultivation.

The moment the bell rang, Xie Wanning was certain that the person standing in front of her was Qin Muyang, the senior disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, one of the chosen ones she was searching for.

Xie Wanning told Qin Muyang her guesses, excluding the bell.

Qin Muyang seemed to be thinking about something before finally saying, "How can you be sure I'm not Zhuge Kuang, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion? After all, my appearance and voice are both concealed."

Xie Wanning raised an eyebrow slightly, her eyes freezing.

As expected, they asked that question.

She couldn't possibly tell anyone about the bell.

Xie Wanning shrugged and chuckled, "Of course it was just a guess. I didn't expect it to actually bring you out."

Her eyes held a clear mockery, which made Qin Muyang speechless with anger.

"Speaking of which, Pavilion Master Qin invited me here not just to confirm my identity, right?" Xie Wanning found a stool to sit down and asked with interest.

Qin Muyang's lips curled up, his eyes full of provocation: "Of course, I invited you in just to hand you over to the eight major sects and get a million high-grade spirit stones in return."

"Is that so? Pavilion Master Qin, I think we should have a frank discussion." Although Xie Wanning had a smile on her lips, her eyes gradually turned cold and her gaze became deep, as if she could see through Qin Muyang's thoughts.

Qin Muyang shivered involuntarily, feeling the temperature around him drop as if he were standing in the cold winter wind.

He couldn't see through Xu Weilin's cultivation level. Wasn't Xu Weilin in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm? Logically speaking, Qin Muyang should have already reached the early-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, so why couldn't he see through her cultivation?

The rumors that Xu Weilin was a violent madwoman who would throw punches at the slightest provocation made Qin Muyang hesitant to even look at her.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, I've summoned you here simply to ask you one thing. Does the Undefeated Daoist's alchemy lineage contain any pills that can cure all diseases?" Qin Muyang straightened his expression and asked earnestly.

"Of course." Xie Wanning took out an eighth-grade detoxification pill and an eighth-grade recovery pill from her storage bag. The pill was purple and had a good luster.

"It can detoxify and cure diseases. It costs three thousand high-grade spirit stones in total." Xie Wanning held up the pill, staring intently at Qin Muyang with anticipation.

Qin Muyang rubbed his forehead, then deftly took out a bill and tossed it to Xie Wanning: "Five thousand spirit stones, keep the change."

After saying that, he quickly picked up the pill and swallowed it. Then he sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his spiritual energy.

Xie Wanning happily accepted the storage bag, took out the shiny spirit stones, and admired them closely.

As expected, spirit stones can make people feel great. Xie Wanning hugged her storage bag, crossed her legs, and sat lazily on the stool.

However, Qin Muyang was radiating a red light, and black stripes appeared on his skin. Where the stripes were dense, veins bulged and blood even seeped out.

Qin Muyang's lips were pale, his whole body was trembling, his hair was soaked with sweat, and his robes were starting to tear. He looked like he was about to explode.

Xie Wanning instantly regained consciousness.

What's going on? Is Qin Muyang about to self-destruct? If Qin Muyang dies right in front of her, she might not see the sunrise tomorrow!

"Pavilion Master Mu, Fellow Daoist Mu, please don't die!" Xie Wanning hurriedly came to Qin Muyang's back and channeled spiritual energy into him. However, Qin Muyang did not improve at all. His breathing became more and more rapid and more blood flowed from his body.

Xie Wanning felt a splitting headache, and her clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

What exactly happened to Qin Muyang? Was he really going to self-destruct and take her with him?

Suddenly, a piece of paper floated in front of Xie Wanning, with several large, crooked characters on it: "Calm down, it's a curse, suppress it quickly!"

curse?

Suddenly, a whole host of memories related to the curse flooded Xie Wanning's mind.

She took out a row of silver needles from her storage bag and inserted them into Qin Muyang's acupoints to suppress the curse. At the same time, she picked up a dagger, cut open Qin Muyang's skin, and bled him.

Finally, Xie Wanning wrote dozens of talismans and pasted them on Qin Muyang's body.

Finally, Qin Muyang stopped bleeding and trembling, and gently fell into a deep sleep. His tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

Xie Wanning considerately removed his blood-stained clothes, carried him to the bed, and covered him with a blanket.

Exhausted, she slumped down the wall and sat on the floor, feeling utterly powerless.

She never expected that she would have medical skills, let alone that saving lives would be so tiring.

Xie Wanning picked up the paper. Although the handwriting on it was ugly, the penmanship was exactly the same as hers, which reminded her of the paper in the cave.

Xie Wanning understood that there was another "she" silently supporting her.

"Thank you." Xie Wanning clutched the paper tightly in her hand and actually fell asleep peacefully.

"You're welcome, you little fool." A voice came from the shadows, carrying a hint of pride and pleasure.