【Chapter 035】The Best Old Lady

【Chapter 035】The Best Old Lady

After staring at Old Madam Ye for a long time, Nangong Chenyu let out a helpless sigh. He thought it would be an easy task, but the result was beyond his expectations.

Originally, he planned to drive Old Madam Ye and everyone in the second house out of the Ye Mansion after he finished searching Old Madam Ye's soul and confirmed that Ye Xian and Old Madam Ye were not mother and son. This made Old Madam Ye and Master Ye and their family live in poverty for the rest of their lives.

Unfortunately, plans cannot keep up with changes.

I think Madam Ye must have some background, otherwise how could the soul of a little cultivator like her, who is at the third level of Qi Refining, have restrictions imposed by a Jindan cultivator?

In the storybook, Old Madam Ye went out before the story line began. When she came back, she was seriously ill and died not long after.

As a cultivator, it is impossible for Madam Ye to be seriously ill for no reason. It is very likely that she was beaten by the cultivator.

Unfortunately, Madam Ye was just a passerby and cannon fodder, and the storybook did not mention how she was injured.

To successfully search Madam Ye’s soul now, one must have a consciousness at the Nascent Soul stage.

Because of his cultivation level, Nangong Chenyu's consciousness can only recover to the Golden Core Stage, which is already the limit. He has to restore his consciousness to the Nascent Soul stage unless his cultivation can break through to the Golden Core stage.

Since he had contracted a portable space, whenever he started practicing, the spiritual energy he absorbed would be intercepted by the portable space.

The portable space is a bottomless pit. Before, he absorbed the spiritual energy from 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones, but all of it was intercepted by the portable space. But there was no change in the portable space.

From this we can see that a large amount of spiritual energy is needed to restore the portable space.

Therefore, as long as the portable space is not restored, his cultivation cannot be improved. This is also the reason why he, a cultivation fanatic, can practice but does not practice, but instead comes to bully the scum.

As the saying goes, success or failure is all due to Xiao He.

Now he has one million medium-grade spirit stones and one hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. It may seem like a lot, but even if you use it all in your portable space, it’s just a drop in the bucket.

If you want to save the portable space, you also need spiritual veins.

There is almost no spiritual energy in the mortal continent, let alone spiritual veins.

As a cultivator, and a cultivator with a strong backer, Madam Ye must have a storage magic weapon such as a Qiankun bag or a space ring.

Thinking of this, Nangong Chenyu immediately released his spiritual sense to check around Old Madam Ye.

As a result, Nangong Chenyu scanned the entire bed back and forth three times. Not to mention storage magic weapons, he didn't see anything related to cultivators. However, I found 20,000 taels of silver in the bedside table.

Nangong Chenyu, who was even more outstanding than the best, put the banknotes into his own pocket without any hesitation.

Not finding what he was looking for around the bed, Nangong Chenyu turned his attention to other places in the room. After taking a look, he discovered that every piece of decoration in Old Madam Ye's room was very valuable.

Soon his eyes rested on a landscape painting.

The scenery in the painting looks very spiritual, with clouds and mist curling around. Standing in front of the painting, you have the illusion of being inside the painting. Only monks with certain painting skills can draw this kind of painting.

Nangong Chenyu walked straight to the landscape painting, reached out to take it down, and what caught his eye was a secret compartment. The sleight of hand set up by Old Madam Ye can only deceive the eyes of mortals, and any cultivator with a little bit of cultivation can see through it.

Opening the secret compartment, a Qiankun bag came into Nangong Chenyu's eyes.

He reached out and took out the Qiankun bag and wiped off the mark on it. With excitement in his heart, Nangong Chenyu probed his spiritual sense into the Qiankun bag.

Then he saw two porcelain bottles of the lowest quality, a first-grade inferior spiritual sword, and two hundred thousand taels of silver notes in the Qiankun bag.

Very disappointed.

With a thought, two porcelain bottles appeared in his hands. He pulled out the stopper of one of the porcelain bottles and looked inside; it was empty.

Nangong Chenyu was suddenly speechless.

He casually threw the empty porcelain bottle into his bag. He didn't rush to open the other porcelain bottle, but shook it. He pulled the cork out of the bottle only after he felt something inside.

I saw a low-grade rejuvenation pill lying alone in the porcelain bottle.

Ye Yongtao, who was beaten with a stick a few days ago, was able to recover within two days. He must have taken a rejuvenation pill.

Except for the best quality elixirs, all other quality elixirs have elixir poison.

In a top-grade pill, three-quarters are medicinal effects and one-quarter are poison; in a mid-grade pill, half are medicinal effects and one-half are poison; in a low-grade pill, one-quarter are medicinal effects and three-quarters are poison.

Therefore, cultivators who have the means will only buy high-quality elixirs to eat. As for the top-grade elixirs, they are not sold on the market at all. Because the alchemist made top-grade elixirs, he either kept them for himself or gave them to close people.

And monks who take pills frequently have to take a pill to remove the poison every once in a while.

In the Xuanwu Realm, Nangong Chenyu had tried to refine the elixir many times, but failed every time. His spiritual root is thunder spiritual root, and whenever he tries to make elixir, the furnace will explode.

The reason why he wanted to become an alchemist was not only because he didn't want to take pills containing poison, but more importantly, alchemists had no shortage of spirit stones.

As we all know, sword cultivators are powerful, but they are all poor!

After looking at the pills in the porcelain bottle, he looked at Old Madam Ye again. An idea came into his mind, and he knew where this low-grade rejuvenation pill should go.

After taking a few steps to the bed, Nangong Chenyu spread out his hands, and a magic sword appeared in his hand. He didn't pay attention to the spirit sword when it was in the Qiankun bag. At this moment, he injected spiritual energy into the sword and saw several obvious gaps on the sword.

Just now he was still thinking that Madam Ye’s collection was pitifully small, not even a low-grade spirit stone. Fortunately, there is still a magic sword as a comfort.

As a result, the spirit sword gave him such a big surprise! ! !

Calming his mind, Nangong Chenyu grasped the magic sword, lifted the quilt, and stabbed towards Madam Ye's abdomen quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

White knife goes in and red knife comes out.

Madam Ye’s cultivation was gone in an instant.

Putting away the spirit sword, he poured out the low-grade rejuvenation pill, crushed it into powder with his hands, and sprinkled it on the place where the spirit sword had pierced.

Then he placed his hand on Madam Ye’s abdomen. A white light flashed in his palm, and Madam Ye’s skin and flesh that had been pierced instantly recovered.

He cast a cleaning spell on Old Madam Ye, and the next moment the blood stains on Old Madam Ye disappeared. Glancing at the hole on Madam Ye’s clothes on her abdomen, he reached out and wiped it, and the hole healed.

It's settled.

He is such a good man, helping Old Madam Ye to realize the ending of the storybook in advance.

After covering Old Madam Ye with the quilt, Nangong Chenyu's gaze fell on Old Madam Ye's face. Well~ to be precise, it fell on the jade pillow under her head.

The jade pendant that Ye Yongtao wore before should have been made from the same piece of jade as this jade pillow. Although the spiritual energy on the jade pillow is only a little bit, this little bit can also nourish people.

Nangong Chenyu unceremoniously pulled out the jade pillow and placed it on the ground, then took out the inferior-grade spiritual sword. Then he swung a few swords at the jade pillow. With a flash of sword light, the jade pillow broke into more than a dozen pieces.

After putting away the magic sword, he quickly used the jade stones from the jade pillow to set up a simple soundproofing array in the inner room.

Now, people outside can't hear the sounds in the room, and the sounds in the room can't be heard outside.

Walking to the bedside, a stream of spiritual energy flew out from Nangong Chenyu's fingertips and penetrated into Old Madam Ye's brain.

Less than a minute later, Old Madam Ye slowly woke up. But when she woke up, she felt dizzy and weak, and also had some pain in her abdomen.

Before she could figure out what was going on, a teasing voice reached her ears.

"Oh, grandma, you finally woke up."

Old Madam Ye looked in the direction of the voice and saw Nangong Chenyu looking at her with a smile. After taking a quick look at her surroundings, she realized that this was her room.

"You, why are you here?"

"I heard from the servants that you didn't wake up for a whole day and night. My grandson-in-law was worried about you, so he came to see you." Nangong Chenyu said these caring words, but his face showed a gloating expression.

When she found that she and Nangong Chenyu were the only ones in the room, Old Lady Ye felt an indescribable strange feeling in her heart.

"Where are the maids and old women who serve me?"

"They are outside the room." As he said that, Nangong Chenyu moved a chair to the side of the bed, sat down and crossed his legs, looking nonchalant.

The scene of Nangong Chenyu sitting down reminded Old Madam Ye of the same sitting posture on the morning after Nangong Chenyu married into the family.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide: "You are not a fool?"

“The first time you saw me, I was a fool. Now—” Nangong Chenyu gave Old Madam Ye a meaningful smile, letting her experience it herself.

Old Madam Ye didn't expect that Nangong Chenyu actually knew about her secret visit to see him. That was five days before Nangong Chenyu married into the Ye family. Only after she was sure that Nangong Chenyu was a real fool did she agree to the plan of the second brother and his wife.

"Since you are not a fool, then go and leave the Ye Mansion."

“Madam Ye, haven’t you heard a saying?” Nangong Chenyu said with a smile: “It’s easier to invite a god than to send him away.”

Madam Ye snorted coldly: "Since you refuse to accept my toast and insist on drinking the penalty wine, then don't blame me for being rude."

As she said that, she wanted to attack Nangong Chenyu. But just as she was circulating her spiritual energy, the pain in her abdomen suddenly intensified.

It was then that she realized that her cultivation was gone.

Nangong Chenyu said calmly, "Madam Ye, how can you be so rude?"

"It's you!" Old Madam Ye stared at Nangong Chenyu with red eyes, the resentment in her eyes almost turning into reality. With trembling lips, he said: "You actually ruined my cultivation."

“Look at the blow you received. Isn’t it just your cultivation that has been destroyed? With your meager cultivation level of the third level of Qi Refining, it doesn’t matter whether you have it or not.” Nangong Chenyu said indifferently.

"You...you..." Old Madam Ye pointed at Nangong Chenyu, so angry that she couldn't utter a word.

She has poor aptitude and no resources for cultivation. After practicing for more than ten years, he reached the third level of Qi Refining. She never expected that her efforts of more than ten years would be wasted by a fool whom she had schemed against.

Nangong Chenyu comforted her, "Madam Ye, don't be angry. After all, you are already old and your cultivation was wasted. Look at Ye Yisheng, he is much more miserable than you. When he was six or seven years old, his Dantian was destroyed and his spiritual roots were dug out."

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