Chapter 257: The Taiyin Profound Maiden Fruit! Disgusting Pet Names!
Entering Guqing City was remarkably simple. The guards at the towering gates asked only cursory questions before waving Han Lie and Ye Qingxuan through.
The reason was obvious: This was the domain of the Chen Family.
Whether righteous or demonic, only a fool with a death wish would dare cause trouble here. The Chen Family’s enforcement was legendary, and the fate of those who broke the peace was usually swift and gruesome.
Once inside, Ye Qingxuan donned a sheer purple veil, obscuring the lower half of her face.
It was a necessary precaution. Her beauty, figure, and icy temperament were top-tier across the entire continent. While she didn’t fear lechers, dealing with the constant stream of admirers would be tedious. In a place like Guqing City, anonymity was a luxury.
The streets were bustling yet orderly, devoid of the grime and chaos typical of mortal cities.
Han Lie couldn’t stop looking around, feeling a bit like a country bumpkin entering the imperial palace for the first time. Even Qin Yang, the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, looked like a provincial village compared to this metropolis.
Just walking down the main avenue, Han Lie sensed over ten distinct, powerful auras that made his skin prickle.
“As expected of the Central Plains,” Han Lie muttered, clicking his tongue. “Truly a land where dragons hide and tigers crouch.”
And this was merely an outer satellite city. What kind of monsters lurked within the Ancient Desolate Heaven itself?
The thought made his blood heat up with anticipation.
Ye Qingxuan led him to the city’s most luxurious inn.
When Han Lie saw the price at the front desk, he nearly choked.
5,000 Spirit Stones for a single night?
But Ye Qingxuan paid without batting an eye. To the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Void Sect, this was pocket change.
The suite was worth the price. It was cavernous, decorated with antique elegance and fitted with arrays that kept the air pure and rich in spiritual energy. The floors were polished jade, and the furnishings radiated luxury.
Han Lie did a quick tour and discovered a private bathhouse attached to the right wing, steam already rising from a pool large enough for ten people.
“Hehe. Now this… this has potential,” Han Lie murmured, a wicked grin spreading across his face as a bold idea formed.
He walked back into the main room to find Ye Qingxuan already seated at a tea table made of thousand-year-old driftwood, brewing a pot of spiritual tea.
“Sect Leader,” Han Lie asked, sitting opposite her. He took the teapot from her hands, pouring a cup for her before filling his own. “What exactly is our objective in the Ancient Desolate Heaven?”
Ye Qingxuan took a delicate sip. “This Palace received intelligence that a Taiyin Profound Maiden Fruit has surfaced. I intend to acquire it.”
“Taiyin Profound Maiden Fruit?” Han Lie leaned forward. “What does it do?”
Just the name sounded impressive, but Han Lie’s knowledge of top-tier heavenly treasures was still lacking.
“It is a celestial fruit born in the absolute coldest regions of the continent,” Ye Qingxuan explained, her voice calm but serious. “It requires thousands of years of absorption of extreme Yin energy to ripen. Obtaining one is incredibly dangerous.”
She set the cup down.
“Its effect on a female cultivator is comparable to what the Pure Yang Sacred Body does for you. It purifies the root bone, enhances talent, and massively boosts the Yin energy within the body. Even a woman with mediocre talent could swallow this fruit and become a peerless genius overnight.”
Her eyes narrowed slightly, fixing on Han Lie.
“More importantly, if I consume it, the Yin energy in my body will skyrocket. The benefits we gain from dual cultivation will reach an entirely new level.”
Han Lie sucked in a cold breath. “That… sounds incredible.”
He could see the desire burning in her eyes. It wasn’t just Ye Qingxuan; every powerful female cultivator on the continent would kill for such a treasure. The upcoming auction in the Ancient Desolate Heaven was going to be a bloodbath of wealth.
“So, Sect Leader,” Han Lie asked, “how confident are you?”
Ye Qingxuan was wealthy, powerful, and ruthless. Surely she had a good shot?
“Less than thirty percent,” she admitted flatly.
“What?” Han Lie’s jaw dropped. “Only thirty?”
“Think about it,” Ye Qingxuan said with a cynical smile. “If I received the news, don’t you think every other major power did too? This is a calculated leak by the Chen Family. They want a bidding war. They want to drive the price to the heavens.”
“Hype,” Han Lie muttered. “They’re hyping it up.”
Still, the fruit was undeniably potent. If Ye Qingxuan obtained it, the synergy between her enhanced Yin body and his Pure Yang Sacred Body via the Yin Yang Demonic Art would be catastrophic—in a good way.
“The auction is in half a month,” Ye Qingxuan continued. “Tomorrow, I will take you into the Ancient Desolate Heaven proper. That is where the Chen Family’s true foundation lies. Compared to that place, Guqing City is merely a drop in the ocean.”
“I can’t wait,” Han Lie said, rubbing his hands together.
Ye Qingxuan looked at him, her expression softening slightly. “One more thing. While we are outside, do not call me ‘Sect Leader’.”
“Oh? What should I call you then?”
“Sister Liu.”
“Sister Liu?” Han Lie wrinkled his nose. “That sounds a bit… distant, doesn’t it? Given our relationship, shouldn’t it be more intimate?”
His eyes twinkled mischievously. “How about… Zi Zi?”
Ye Qingxuan froze. She shot him a look of pure, unadulterated disgust.
“Reduplicated words,” she sneered. “Nauseating.”
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