Ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk is highly beneficial for both the growth of true essence and spiritual power. It is also one of the precious main ingredients used in refining high-grade spiritual medicines. Furthermore, diluted ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk has the effect of prolonging life, which is also very beneficial to mortals.

Unfortunately, all her loved ones are no longer with her.

"These are the alchemist's notes that I found; you can take a look."

"Um."

Xiu Qiyu and Lin Lin brought out a whole bunch of treasures that would be fought over fiercely in the outside world, even the system was envious.

It's obvious that Ye Xiruo is the darling of Heaven, so how come Xiu Qiyu has such good luck? It's simply enviable.

"The last treasure is the Cleansing Dew." Xiu Qiyu took out a small jade bottle containing the Cleansing Dew from another spatial ring. As the name suggests, the Cleansing Dew has a similar effect to the Supreme Soul Cleansing Dew, but its effect is more significant. One drop of Cleansing Dew is equivalent to drinking the Supreme Soul Cleansing Dew for three months.

One or two top-grade Soul Cleansing Dews are worth five thousand high-grade spirit stones. By that calculation, this small bottle of Cleansing Spirit Dew is worth at least several hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones. Several hundred thousand high-grade spirit stones—what does that mean? It's enough to fill several spirit stone mountains! Ye Xiruo's breathing became heavy. In her eyes, the white spirit stones seemed to be flying everywhere.

When Xiu Qiyu saw Ye Xiruo's expression, he knew what Ye Xiruo was up to. He slapped Ye Xiruo's forehead and said, "Little Ye, wake up! This thing is priceless. If you dare to sell it secretly, you can forget about ever getting a spirit stone again."

"Xiu Qiyu, what did you say?"

"It's nothing. From now on, all my spirit stones will be yours."

"That's more like it. How could I bear to sell something as good as the Divine Cleansing Dew? Once I become a Divine Master, there will be plenty of people eagerly sending me spirit stones."

"Even if you don't become a Divine Master, as long as you can become a Ninth-Rank Alchemist like Senior Brother, you'll have plenty of people sending you spirit stones."

"You're looking down on me because of my low rank."

Xiu Qiyu shook her head: "The pills you are refining now are enough to support my cultivation, how could I complain?"

"Good that you didn't dare." Ye Xiruo raised an eyebrow: "By the way, were you injured in the Heavenly Profound Realm this time?"

"It's all over now. The secret realm is full of dangers, with ever-changing winds and clouds. I guess it's all thanks to Little Leaf that I was able to safely resolve everything and even gain so much."

"Your biological father came on your wedding day, but I didn't get to see him."

"I'll make him roll off the throne sooner or later."

"Yes, he promised not to bother you for three hundred years. After three hundred years, he will be waiting for you in the Ice Spirit Palace."

"He's not that kind of person." He's not the kind of person who leaves others a way out. As for the so-called father-son relationship, how much of it is left in his heart? Even if there is, it has probably turned into resentment and murderous intent after that bitch's persuasion.

"The Holy Maiden produced the Holy Master's Decree and forced your own father to retreat."

Ye Xiruo explained the origin of the Holy Master's Token to Xiu Qiyu, as well as the incredibly powerful Holy Master family in the Immortal Realm and some of her speculations.

They were truly a pair of star-crossed lovers.

"Three hundred years is enough."

"I think that's enough. With the emergence of the Divine Master, countless people will be willing to risk their lives for me and wipe out the Ice Spirit Continent. At that time, I will definitely make your own father kneel down and admit his mistake."

Ye Xiruo's mind was already filled with images of the Ice Spirit Emperor filled with remorse, begging for forgiveness on his knees.

Xiu Qiyu rubbed Ye Xiruo's head: "Alright, stop dreaming. When I was born, he was already a Great Luo Golden Immortal."

"Damn, a Golden Immortal! If all else fails, we can ask our cheap mother for help. A Celestial King should have several Golden Immortals under his command. If one isn't enough, we can gang up on them."

Xiu Qiyu picked up Ye Xiruo and carried her towards the Seven-Colored Divine Spring.

"Brother Xiuqi, please put me down. I can walk by myself."

"Your injuries are too severe; walking on your own will hinder your healing." That's utter nonsense, delivered with a straight face.

"I'm not that weak."

"If I see you messing around again..." Xiu Qiyu's lips curled into a smile.

What do you want?

No sooner had she finished speaking than Xiu Qiyu kissed her lips. His hot breath carried a domineering and forceful quality, conquering and overwhelming her. Ye Xiruo was quickly overwhelmed, her mind filled with countless fireworks, making it impossible for her to function normally.

After the kiss ended, Ye Xiruo's eyes were filled with tears, her beautiful face was flushed, and her cherry blossom lips turned into a bright red, making her look moist and charming.

"You're being a pervert!" she roared.

"So what if it is?" Xiu Qiyu continued walking forward, carrying Ye Xiruo in his arms.

"That's a special case. Do you think I want to fight someone?"

"I saw that Xiao Yezi was so engrossed in the fight that she almost forgot who she was."

"Hey, don't slander me."

"Is it slander?" Xiu Qiyu raised an eyebrow, the threat in her eyes was obvious.

Well, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head: "Brother Xiuqi is right. I will definitely be more careful in the future, and if I encounter danger, I will run for my life immediately."

"If I see you fighting with cultivators again, hmph—"

Ye Xiruo's eyes lit up: "I know, I can ambush them from the shadows."

Before Ye Xiruo could even praise herself for her cleverness, Xiu Qiyu threw her into the green divine spring water.

Water splashes everywhere—

"Cough cough—" Ye Xiruo struggled violently in the water.

"Xiu Qiyu, you bastard."

Ye Xiruo wiped the water off her face, looking aggrieved.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Xiu Qiyu took off her outer robe and jumped down. Water splashed in front of her, and she couldn't see anything.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiruo asked in surprise.

"Of course I'll watch over you and make sure you heal properly."

That sounds so reasonable, but that's just wishful thinking.

"These are just minor injuries; they'll be fine after soaking them."

"Come here."

Ye Xiruo almost shrank to the edge of the pool: "I'm not coming over."

"I'll count to three, and if you don't come over, I'll go over to you."

Ye Xiruo slowly moved towards Xiu Qiyu. Xiu Qiyu had a tense face. Xiao Yezi had suffered a great loss of vitality this time. If she didn't heal properly, it might affect her future cultivation.

Unable to bear Ye Xiruo's dawdling any longer, Xiu Qiyu pulled her into his arms and tore open her blood-stained coat.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xiruo was furious.

"Naturally, it's to heal your wounds." Xiu Qiyu kissed Ye Xiruo's lips: "Be good, don't be angry, drink some Cleansing Dew."

As a drop of Cleansing Dew was applied, a cool sensation continuously nourished Ye Xiruo's injured spiritual sea, replenishing some of her lost spiritual power. Ye Xiruo's brows relaxed.