He Yunxiao's life was very regular; he spent one day at home with Sister Jiang and the other day in the palace with Mengbao.

One night, He Yunxiao planned to ask Sister Jiang for his "principal." Although Sister Jiang did not refuse, she was not very interested.

After repeated questioning, He Yunxiao finally learned that it was the Emperor of Yan who was urging her to return to Yan.

Because the "fake death plan" successfully covered up Jiang Wuyou's assassination attempt, Jiang Wuyou remained a legitimate "Yan Emperor's Special Envoy" in the Yan Kingdom. To outsiders, the plan to kill Meng Qingqian was a resounding success. Jiang Wuyou naturally deserved a great deal of credit.

Having rendered such a great service, it was only natural that the Emperor of Yan would recall her to the country.

Jiang Wuyou's parents and younger brother are still in the hands of the Yan Emperor, and she dares not disobey his orders. However, she is unwilling to return to the Yan Kingdom, which puts her in a very difficult position.

The crux of the problem is actually just Sister Jiang's parents and younger brother. Without this constraint, Jiang Wuyou would have openly and legitimately defected to the State of Qi long ago.

Fortunately, Mengbao finally found out the location of Jiang Wuyou's parents, and Qi's spies in Yan were trying to rescue them.

The day the Qi Kingdom's spies successfully rescue He Yunxiao will be the day he recoups his "principal"!

He Yunxiao had waited so long, he really didn't want to wait any longer. Besides, it wouldn't last long for Mengbao to be bothered by him all the time; someone had to share the burden of life with her.

...

Today is also a special day for He Yunxiao and Chu Chu.

After nearly a month of intense energy transfer, He Yunxiao's ninth-grade cultivation level finally became as stable as Mount Tai, like a cup of water overflowing at any moment.

The Grandmaster realm can be achieved today.

Passing on skills is a very physically demanding activity.

Not only did it drain Chu Chu's energy, but it also drained He Yunxiao's. During the transfer of power, He Yunxiao's meridians and flesh would be repeatedly damaged by Chu Chu's pure internal energy, and then repeatedly repaired by the Soul-Devouring Pill, which had overdrawn his life force.

The process of breaking and repairing consumes a lot of energy, which is why He Yunxiao is quite prone to hunger after transferring his skills.

As usual, He Yunxiao carried a large bag of food and snacks and knocked on the gate of the protagonist's house.

"Chuchu! Open the door!" He Yunxiao shouted without any hesitation.

Chu Chu silently opened the door for He Yunxiao.

After He Yunxiao was allowed to enter, the first thing he did was to take Chu Chu's small hand, then close the door behind him and pull her into the house.

"Chuchu, look what I brought you!"

He Yunxiao placed the large bag on the table, then took out a box of blush with extremely exquisite packaging that looked expensive.

He Yunxiao pulled Chu Chu to sit down in front of her empty dressing table, took out a blush and was about to try it on her face.

"Chuchu, this isn't cheap. I went through a lot of trouble and pulled strings to get it. It's top-quality cosmetics from the Western Regions..."

Just as He Yunxiao took out a powder puff, dipped it in powder, and was about to help Chu Chu with her makeup, Chu Chu turned her face to the side and said, "This venerable one doesn't need these little girl's things."

He Yunxiao looked embarrassed and coaxed her, "Chuchu, makeup will make you prettier."

Chu Chu said indifferently, "Am I not beautiful now?"

"Beautiful, but..."

"I don't wear makeup."

"neat……"

Chu Chu got off the chair and said helplessly to He Yunxiao, "If you've had your fun, then come and pass on your skills. Today's skill transfer is very important."

When He Yunxiao realized that there was no chance of him applying blush to Chu Chu, he let out a wail.

My artificial version of "Chuchu blushing" isn't spicy!

"No!"

Snowflakes drift down, the north wind howls, the world is a vast expanse of white.

Chu Chu sat down in the chair, looked at the drama queen He Yunxiao, and said with utter helplessness, "Are you done playing? If you're done, come and pass on your skills."

He Yunxiao was still not giving up, "Chu Chu!"

Chu Chu sighed and tried to coax He Yunxiao in the same tone he usually used to coax her, saying, "Alright, let's transfer the power."

He Yunxiao: !

He jumped up from the ground with a start, rushed to Chu Chu's side, grabbed her hand, and looked at her with very earnest eyes, "Chu Chu, what did you just say? Say it again?"

"Alright, let's pass on the power."

"No, no, it should be 'Alright, let's pass on the power,'" He Yunxiao said, mimicking Chu Chu's tone.

Xiao Xiao, in her consciousness space, shuddered at He Yunxiao's terrifying tone.

Xiao Xiao: Chu Chu! Tell He Yunxiao to shut up! I can't stand him anymore!

Chu Chu said, "He Yunxiao, shut up and pass on your skills."

Things are different now. Chu Chu and He Yunxiao have a deep emotional foundation, and her so-called "stern tone" has no effect on He Yunxiao's thick skin.

"Chuchu~ say it again."

"Passing on the skill".

"Chu..."

"If you can remain conscious and endure today's transmission of power, I will repeat it to you once more."

"Okay! It's a promise! Pinky promise..."

Chu Chu naturally wouldn't play this "childish game" with He Yunxiao, but her hand was in He Yunxiao's hand, so He Yunxiao manipulated Chu Chu's fingers and forcibly completed the vow.

It doesn't matter if I can't fulfill the vow.

He Yunxiao had no doubt about Chu Chu's credibility; she always kept her word and was a woman of her word.

At Chu Chu's repeated urging, today's transmission of skills began.

Just as Chu Chu said, today was the crucial day to break through to the Grandmaster realm. Because the "bottle" containing his internal energy was too full, He Yunxiao was in excruciating pain from the start. However, in order to hear Chu Chu's gentle words of comfort, He Yunxiao was determined to grit his teeth and endure it, staying conscious.

The meridians shattered inch by inch, as if thousands of tiny silver needles were piercing into the flesh and blood at the same time, and the bones felt as if they were being repeatedly pounded by a tremendous force...

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