She looked up at the figure that was vaguely visible in the crack and drank the wine.

"Gudong, gudong..."

The amber wine flowed down her chin and onto her collar, but she didn't care.

Zi Shuhe fell beside her, and was indeed exhausted.

Who would have thought that Li Lingge remained calm for two hours.

She could hardly imagine whether she would still be standing in front of Jingyue at this moment if Shangguan Yourong had not shared her burden for an hour.

"Stop drinking, you're drunk."

Jingyue was so drunk that she felt dizzy and pointed at Zishuhe and scolded him with laughter.

"I'm not drunk, you two are both... burp... eating alone!"

She stood up unsteadily and suddenly dropped three copper coins from her sleeves.

Amidst the crisp sound of clanging, the copper coins were arranged into the shape of a yin-yang fish.

Jingyue looked at it for a while with drunken eyes, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Why is it that my marriage hexagram...hiccup, is always missing a line?"

The night wind blew the mist from the pond, scattering her sobs in the starry sky.

…

The next morning, at the top of Fuyao Sect’s main peak.

The morning light penetrates the sea of ​​clouds and falls on the bluestone-paved square.

Fengjiu closed her eyes slightly, as if she was comprehending the power of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, her brows moved slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

In the distance, a familiar figure came through the morning mist.

Li Lingge's aura was restrained, but every step he took seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth.

Fengjiu's originally calm expression suddenly froze the moment she sensed Li Lingge's presence.

"Your cultivation..."

Her pupils shrank slightly, and there was a rare hint of shock in her voice.

"How can it improve so quickly?!"

When they parted a few days ago, Li Lingge was still in the early stage of the Immortal Emperor, but now, his aura was as thick as the abyss, and he had actually reached the late stage of the Immortal Emperor!

This kind of cultivation speed is simply horrifying!

As Li Lingge's master, she should be happy that the other party's cultivation level has improved so quickly.

But when she thought of the hidden dangers of forcibly and quickly improving her cultivation, she couldn't help but feel nervous.

"You know that if you force things to grow, the roots will definitely be damaged."

Li Lingge bowed.

"Master, don't worry. This disciple is not blindly breaking through."

Fengjiu's eyes flashed as she carefully studied him. Suddenly, she noticed something strange. There was a faint hint of feminine power mixed in Li Lingge's aura.

The next moment, she suddenly appeared and grabbed Li Lingge's wrist, her voice suddenly becoming deep.

"You went to the Hehuan Tantric Sect?"

Li Lingge raised his eyebrows. After all, he was the master, and he could even figure out this.

He didn't deny it and nodded.

"Disciple takes the Yin Yang Harmony Pill."

Feng Jiu's expression suddenly changed: "You actually took this pill?!"

She naturally knew the origin of this pill. The Yin-Yang Harmony Pill was the treasure of the Hehuan Tantric Sect and could only be refined by men and women practicing together.

"Zhang Xianzong is actually willing to give you this kind of medicine?"

There is no free lunch in the world, so she naturally wouldn't believe that Zhang Xianzong would give Li Lingge a Yin-Yang Harmony Pill for no reason.

"What are his conditions?"

Li Lingge said with some emotion.

"Sect Master Zhang is a good man. He gave his disciples the elixir without asking for anything else."

The corner of Fengjiu's mouth twitched slightly, and she was obviously a little unconvinced.

"Nothing else?"

Li Lingge nodded heavily.

"Maybe it's because he's kind!"

After a moment, Fengjiu said earnestly.

"The way of the Hehuan Tantric sect is not the right way after all. Do you understand?"

Improving one's cultivation using the methods of fellow practitioners will still leave hidden dangers for the future, even if the foundation is not damaged.

This kind of cultivation that relies on external forces is ultimately not as good as that gained through steady and solid practice on one's own.

Li Lingge smiled without saying a word, and just flicked his fingertips. A ray of sword energy burst out from his fingertips, drawing a mysterious trajectory in the air like a dragon.

The sword intent is pure, and it is three times better than before!

Fengjiu was shocked. If ordinary cultivators used the methods of their fellow practitioners to forcibly improve their cultivation, their foundation would be unstable and their sword intent would be mixed.

But Li Lingge's sword energy was not at all stagnant, but became more smooth and natural, as if yin and yang complemented each other, and had reached a state of natural perfection!

Li Lingge put away his sword and stood with a deep look in his eyes.

"Master, I will remember what you said. However, the harmony of yin and yang is also the way of heaven."