Preparing for the Fallen Demon Valley, a special reward for the little maid.

After leaving the Peak Masters Residence, Lin Yuan did not return directly to his small courtyard.

The trip to Demon Falling Valley was fraught with unpredictable dangers; every bit of extra preparation meant a greater chance of survival.

He turned into the market at the foot of the mountain.

The market was as bustling as ever, with the sounds of hawking and bargaining rising one after another.

Lin Yuan wove through the crowd with a clear goal in mind, quickly purchasing a batch of Low Grade Talismans such as Wind Blade Talismans and Earth Escape Talismans.

Just as he was about to leave, a dilapidated stall in a corner caught his attention.

The stall owner was a gaunt old man, and on the stall were several yellowed Jade Slips, among which one with the ancient characters for 'Body Tempering Pill' made him stop in his tracks.

A Medicinal Pill specifically for a Body Cultivator was exactly what Han Shuang needed most at the moment.

Han Shuang was now at the third level of Copper Skin, and every time he engaged in hard cultivation face-to-face with her, he could gain five attribute points. This girl had exceptional talent in the path of a Body Cultivator; spending some Spirit Stones to nurture her was a highly profitable investment for him.

"Boss, how much for this Pill Formula?"

The old man raised his eyelids with sleepy eyes: "One hundred Spirit Stones, no bargaining."

Lin Yuan paid the Spirit Stones decisively and then bought a batch of Materials needed for refining Body Tempering Pills in the market before returning to his small courtyard with satisfaction.

Time was tight.

Back in the courtyard.

"Shuanger, do you know needlework?"

Han Shuang nodded: "I know a little, it's just not very..."

"That's enough. Help me sew a banner, the kind with long strips of cloth that can flutter wildly in the wind!"

Although Han Shuang didn't know what Lin Yuan wanted this for, she nodded and agreed.

Subsequently, Lin Yuan entered the bedroom and began Alchemy mode.

The brand-new supreme grade Pill Furnace was taken out.

The furnace body presented a primitive bronze color, engraved with complex and profound spiritual patterns, and wisps of Spiritual Qi swirled around it. Even without being activated, a heavy and condensed aura rushed toward his face.

Compared to that previous Low Grade Pill Furnace, it was simply a world of difference.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged and spat out a mouthful, a dark blue flame landing precisely into the Pill Furnace.

Boom! The flame surged, and the temperature inside the furnace climbed sharply.

With a focused expression, he put the Materials for refining Miasma-Repelling Pills into the furnace in order.

The Materials melted upon touching the fire, and the medicinal power was quickly extracted, underwent Fusion, and condensed under the scorching of the dark blue flame.

Under the control of his Divine Sense, clusters of medicinal liquid were kneaded like they were by an invisible hand, gradually taking shape.

About an hour later, Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and gently patted the hot Pill Furnace with his withered palm.

"Open!"

Hum— The Pill Furnace let out a soft hum, the lid popped open in response, and a rich medicinal fragrance instantly filled the whole room.

Nine round Medicinal Pills emerged from the furnace one after another, two supreme grade, three High Grade, and four Medium Grade.

"Tsk tsk, one furnace of pills is worth 1,600 Spirit Stones... Alchemy is still the fastest way to make money." Lin Yuan sighed in his heart, "If I had this level of Alchemy ten years earlier, I might have already been a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, or even attempting the Golden Core, who knows!"

Then he cleared his distracting thoughts and immediately put the next batch of Materials into it.

Thus, four days passed in a flash.

In these four days, Lin Yuan did not step out of the bedroom, finishing all thirty furnaces of Miasma-Repelling Pills given by Mu Wanqing and Qing Tan, as well as the three furnaces of Body Tempering Pills prepared for Han Shuang.

When the last furnace of Medicinal Pills was refined, Lin Yuan let out a long breath of turbid air before pushing open the door.

A bright, clear moon hung high in the night sky, and the cold moonlight poured down like mercury.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Han Shuang immediately poked her head out from the west wing room, her face full of concern: "Brother Yuan, are you done? You must be exhausted, right?"

Lin Yuan looked at her, and the fatigue of four days seemed to dissipate a little. He beckoned to her: "Come here."

Han Shuang's pretty face instantly flushed red. Usually, when Lin Yuan was in the gaps of Alchemy, he would also call her over like this to engage in face-to-face hard cultivation.

"Brother Yuan, wait for me!" Her eyes rippled with a hint of shyness and anticipation, "I just sewed a new gauze dress, I'll go change into it and come over!"

Saying that, she quickly shrank back into the room.

A moment later, when she appeared again, she had changed into a white gauze dress as white as snow.

Under the moonlight, the thin gauze dress clung to her slender figure, and the graceful curves were faintly visible.

Lin Yuan coughed lightly, forcibly suppressing the heat in his heart: "That... no rush. I'm going on a long trip tomorrow, and it will probably take more than a month to come back."

Hearing this, the anticipation in Han Shuang's eyes dimmed a little, replaced by deep worry: "Then you must be careful, Shuanger will wait for you at home."

Lin Yuan took out a Jade Bottle from his waist and handed it over: "This is a Body Tempering Pill I specially refined for you. With this pill, your cultivation speed should improve quite a bit."

Han Shuang took the Jade Bottle, and just by smelling the domineering medicinal fragrance, the Qi and blood in her body began to surge uncontrollably.

She opened her mouth, but any words of thanks seemed pale and powerless in front of such a precious gift.

"During the time I'm away, don't go out easily." Lin Yuan exhorted, "Oh, right, this is the level two Yao Beast Magma Giant Crocodile I hunted last time. Its flesh and blood have a very strong nourishing effect on a Body Cultivator, you take it too."

Han Shuang took the Storage Pouch, her eyes slightly red, and her heart was filled with a warm current.

"Brother Yuan, you wait." She suddenly turned and rushed into the kitchen.

Not long after, a table of delicious dishes with great color, aroma, and taste was set on the table.

Lin Yuan sat under the jujube tree in the courtyard, eating the dishes and drinking spiritual wine, his heart peaceful.

"Brother Yuan," Han Shuang suddenly spoke, her pretty face slightly red, "When Shuanger was traveling in the Jianghu, I learned a set of blade dances, I want... I want to dance it for you."

"Holy crap, this little girl can do this?"

Ripples rose in Lin Yuan's heart, and his hand holding the wine glass paused.

"Watch, must watch... Cough, cough... I am an Immortal Master, I must be steady, I must be calm!"

His face remained as calm as ever, he took a light sip of wine, and spat out a word indifferently.

"Okay."

Han Shuang took her broadsword and took a deep breath. She wore thin gauze and held a domineering long blade, forming a breathtaking contrast under the cold moonlight.

The blade light rose!

The domineering and unparalleled blade edge turned into gentleness in her hands, sometimes like a Dragon emerging from the sea, sometimes like a spirit snake spitting out its tongue.

Her figure danced with the blade light, and the thin gauze dress drew a beautiful arc in the air.

With a mid-air tumble, followed by a stunning split-leg slash, her slender and straight legs were faintly visible under the thin gauze, full of the ultimate temptation of the combination of power and softness.

Sweat soaked her temples, and also made the snow-white gauze dress cling even tighter, outlining her exquisite and undulating body.

Once the dance was finished, Han Shuang leaned on the blade, her chest heaving violently, fine beads of sweat oozing from her snow-white forehead, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Lin Yuan waterily, with a hint of expectation like offering a treasure.

Lin Yuan put down the wine glass and stood up without saying a word.

He walked to her, ignored the long blade that still carried a chill, and picked her up, panting, in his arms, walking toward the bedroom with big strides.

"Brother Yuan..." Han Shuang exclaimed, her arms subconsciously wrapping around his neck, her pretty face instantly turning red enough to drip blood.

"The meal is finished, the wine is finished," Lin Yuan looked down at the beauty in his arms, his voice hoarse, "It's time to... Cultivate."