Let's go, let's go with my husband to temper our minds!

Mu Wanqing looked at Lin Yuan, her eyes trembling violently, and even her ugly birthmarked face couldn't hide the stormy waves in her gaze.

She sighed softly, her voice hoarse: "Why... are you here?"

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over her mud-stained clothes and her face distorted by the large birthmark. There was no hint of disgust in his eyes; instead, a burning pity and anger surged within him.

He took a step forward, raising his hand to gently wipe away a smudge of dirt from her cheek with his fingertip, his movements as tender as if he were handling a rare treasure.

"I can't just let my woman shovel excrement for a bunch of scumbags in this reeking place."

His voice was calm, yet it carried an irresistible domineering tone.

Mu Wanqing's delicate body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously took half a step back, glaring at him, but her cheeks uncontrollably flushed with heat.

"Who's your woman! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh?" Lin Yuan smiled glibly, not retreating but pressing a step closer, enveloping her in his aura. "Trying to renege? Not taking responsibility, are you? That night, we... do I need to help you recall?"

He directly reached out and took her small, cold hand, stained with mud.

"The die is cast. We've known each other for decades, and in the end, we have a bond that others don't."

Mu Wanqing's body suddenly stiffened.

A domineering yet warm current flowed from his palm, like a bursting river, instantly washing over her limbs and bones, warming her cold body.

She only felt that the softest, most solid part of her heart had been fiercely struck.

After years of cultivation, her Dao Heart, which was as stable as a rock, now rippled like a spring pond into which a huge stone had been thrown, throbbing uncontrollably.

Thump, thump-thump... Her heart, which had been as still as an ancient well, actually started beating violently against her will.

Vaguely, she could even feel that the stagnant Spiritual Qi within her body began to slowly circulate with the acceleration of her heartbeat, and the Early Core Formation Stage Bottleneck, originally as solid as a rock, actually showed some imperceptible loosening!

Her state of mind seemed to be moving towards Perfection.

"Then... what about younger sister...?" She subconsciously searched for an excuse, but her voice weakened, losing its confidence.

"My younger sister and I grew up together, and we have twin souls. Since you are with her... I don't want to fight with her..."

"Wanrou said that sisters with one heart, always together, is quite good," Lin Yuan interrupted her, his tone frank and domineering. "Besides, with my Medicinal Pill refining skills, if you follow me, I guarantee that both you and your sister will have a smooth and soaring path to the Grand Dao in the future!"

The last vestiges of resistance in Mu Wanqing's heart largely dissipated, her eyes filled with an undisguised tremor.

But then she seemed to remember something and gently shook her head.

"Forget it. Just as you said, with your abilities, countless women will cling to you in the future. I... I can't share my husband with others..."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan suddenly burst into laughter.

He looked at Mu Wanqing, his eyes filled with intense amusement.

"The way you talk... is just like those Fairies who call themselves righteous Cultivators of prestigious sects?"

"We are from the Demonic Sect, we areheretical cultivation (Evil Cultivators)! What we seek is clarity of thought and doing as we please! If you can't even overcome this obsession, how can your state of mind achieve Perfection?"

"You came here to pretend to be ugly and shovel excrement, calling it tempering your state of mind. To put it bluntly, it's just self-deceiving evasion!"

"The more you care, the more it shows a flaw in your state of mind! If you truly didn't care, then why talk about sharing?"

Mu Wanqing was rendered speechless by his questions.

"Besides... the fact that you think you can't do it is precisely the biggest loophole in your state of mind," Lin Yuan's voice carried a peculiar magic, coaxing her. "Why don't you take this Opportunity to treat this matter as a true trial of your state of mind? Isn't this more direct and effective than coming here to experience the hardships of low-level Cultivators?"

Hearing this, Mu Wanqing's pupils trembled violently.

She actually felt that Lin Yuan's twisted logic... seemed to make some sense.

"Let's go!"

Lin Yuan struck while the iron was hot, gripping her soft, boneless little hand and pulling her outside without explanation.

"Oh, where are we going..."

Mu Wanqing complained softly, but her feet followed him involuntarily, a hint of anticipation growing in her heart.

"A short separation makes for a new marriage. Where do you think we're going..."

As the two passed Qian Tong, Lin Yuan's steps did not falter in the slightest. He raised a hand.

A smooth Jade Bottle arced through the air, landing precisely in Qian Tong's trembling hand.

"I've found my Dao Companion. This is your reward."

Qian Tong was overjoyed and quickly opened the stopper. A pure and extreme Spiritual Qi rushed out, its rich fragrance causing all his pores to open. Inside the bottle, a Medicinal Pill lay quietly, perfectly round, with spiritual light contained within.

A supreme-grade spirit gathering elixir!

His breathing suddenly caught. He had been stuck at his current Bottleneck for over twenty years; perhaps he could break through with the help of this top-grade pill!

A wild thought sprouted in his mind: this was a heaven-sent Opportunity that he must seize!

"Thank you, Senior Brother! Thank you, Senior Brother!" He quickly bowed. "Senior Brother, there are many prying eyes here, which is inconvenient. I have a private courtyard in the city, quiet and elegant, which can serve as a temporary lodging for Senior Brother and sister-in-law!"

He emphasized the words "temporary lodging" heavily.

A smile curved at Lin Yuan's lips, a look of approval that saw through people's hearts.

"Lead the way."

"I..." Mu Wanqing's voice was barely audible, trying to pull her hand away from his. "I still have some private matters to attend to."

Lin Yuan's steps didn't stop, he didn't even look at her, his gaze still fixed straight ahead. "Are you talking about those Outer Sect Disciples? I've already dealt with them for you, crippled their Dantian, and cut off their path to immortality."

Mu Wanqing's body suddenly stiffened. That warm current surged through her body again. She could clearly feel that the barrier of her state of mind seemed to have shattered even more.

A trial of the state of mind? I think it's more like a short separation making for a new marriage!

Qian Tong led the two through several secluded alleys, completely cutting off the outside clamor. He stopped before a high wall, formed a hand seal, and a spiritual light merged into the wall. The heavy stone gate silently slid inward.

Behind the door was another world. Pavilions, towers, stone bridges, clear streams, a pond of koi leisurely swimming in the water, and the Spiritual Qi concentration in the air was more than a notch higher than outside.

"Senior Brother, you two will stay here. You can command the servants and attendants inside as you wish." Qian Tong bowed deeply again, then tactfully and hurriedly withdrew.

A subtle, ambiguous atmosphere permeated the air.

Before Mu Wanqing could adapt to the sudden quiet, her entire body was suddenly lifted into the air.

"Ah!" A short gasp escaped her lips.

Lin Yuan had already scooped her up by the waist, his movements swift and decisive, full of masculine strength. He carried her, striding across the stone bridge, and kicked open the door to the master bedroom.

Mu Wanqing's heart pounded wildly in her chest, thump, thump-thump... She could even feel the astonishing strength from his arms, and the overwhelming scent of a man.

Lin Yuan stopped in the center of the room and gently placed her on the soft bed.

His gaze fell on her face, examining the hideous purplish-black birthmark that covered half her cheek. Yet, there was no disgust on his face; instead, he showed an expression of keen interest.

"This birthmark is good, just a bit ugly."

...