"Gu Yuan! Gu Yuan! Damn you, Gu Yuan!"
In the mountain forest, Bian Chuyao wielded an unusual long whip made of golden flames, while cursing continuously as she lashed at the attacking demon beasts.
She was born into a prominent family, enjoying wealth and privilege, possessing extraordinary talent, with a smooth path in cultivation. This upbringing cultivated her calm and composed demeanor, often showing a gentle and lovely image to others.
Even if she had plans, she treated others with sincerity, generously offering many spiritual pills and herbs, persuading others willingly to work for her.
She thought such actions would win over people’s hearts and earn the respect of her fellow Daoist School members.
But unexpectedly, she encountered Gu Yuan!
He consumed a large pile of her spiritual pills and herbs, reached the peak of Qi Refining Ninth Layer in just a month, and before making any effort, he fled on his own!
Running away was one thing, but he even used despicable means to lure nearly all the nearby demon beasts here.
Did he use the means of a Tribulation Cultivator on her?
"Damn it! Damn it! If not for the inability to use spiritual artifacts in the Secret Ruins, I would pull out the Fire Flame Shield and burn him to death!"
Looking at the dense mass of seemingly endless demon beasts around her, Bian Chuyao’s beautiful face twisted with rage, no longer calm and gentle as before.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
She continually raised the Golden Fire Whip, activating the Dharma Seal, desperately striking the demon beasts in front of her as if they were Gu Yuan himself.
"Terrible Gu Yuan! Terrible Gu Yuan!"
"Big villain! Big villain!"
Even a few Little Flower Spirits followed suit, angrily cursing Gu Yuan.
"Splash!"
But at that moment, a thick fog suddenly arose in the forest, the rain within resembling swords, peach blossoms glistening, exuding a murderous intent, blowing straight towards them.
"Splat! Splat! Splat!"
In an instant, the demon beasts beside Bian Chuyao all fell dead to the ground.
Though a large number of demon beasts still approached from afar, they couldn’t pierce through the raging fog, only able to howl and fight each other wildly like headless flies.
"Junior sister, I’m late, are you okay?"
Within the fog, Gu Yuan swiftly arrived, landing beside Bian Chuyao, expressing concern for her.
"Unlike Senior Brother’s superb skills as a Tribulation Cultivator, I narrowly escaped death!"
Previously always gentle and pleasant, Bian Chuyao now couldn’t muster a smile at the sight of Gu Yuan, her eyebrows furrowed with cold disdain.
If not for needing the Flowing Flame Golden Fruit, she would have lashed out at him already.
But now, she still needed Gu Yuan’s assistance, forcing herself to suppress the anger in her heart.
"Junior sister, don’t be angry. I know you’re from a great family, with endless means. These little demon beasts certainly can’t harm you."
This time, it was Gu Yuan’s turn to appease her.
Smoothing words poured generously from him to Bian Chuyao.
"Where did you go?"
Bian Chuyao showed no response to this, but she was too tired to argue about Gu Yuan’s departure. As long as he didn’t tear their relationship apart, she indeed felt helpless against him.
By now, she understood Gu Yuan somewhat; he was extremely selfish, bold and greedy, a master of disguise. For him to abandon his mask and risk offending her, the place he sneaked off to must have treasures.
She truly wanted to know what treasures could compare to the goodwill from a direct descendant of the Five Great Families!
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan’s mind whirred, and without hesitation, he "honestly" produced two jade boxes.
"I was just acquiring the relics of a senior."
"Junior sister, coming from a noble family, you have vast knowledge. Help me assess the origins of these two items!"
Gu Yuan naturally wouldn’t reveal the existence of the Golden Seal, but wanting to "calm" the girl in front of him and gently mend their relationship required providing some explanation.
The spiritual materials within the jade box served as the perfect excuse, conveniently asking Bian Chuyao to help identify them, saving him from consulting tomes.
Opening the first jade box revealed a strange Jade Grass adorned with golden starlight.
Previously indignant, Bian Chuyao’s expression eased instantly.
"Golden Yi Star Grass!"
"This is a rare spiritual object at the Foundation Establishment Stage. You must know that after cultivators break through Qi Refining, if pursuing the Sword Seal, they need to shape the Spirit Sword, imprinting their sword technique Dao Pattern onto it. Thereafter, the Sword Seal serves as law and artifact, which distinguishes Sword Cultivators from others."
"The quality of a Spirit Sword is crucial for a Sword Cultivator, and this Golden Yi Star Grass can, during the formation of the Sword Seal, evoke Golden Yi Qi and the power of stars, greatly enhancing the Spirit Sword’s quality, endowing the Sword Seal with high spiritual nature and slaughter power."
"Whenever Sword Cultivator disciples of major sects forge their Sword Seal, they must seek out such rare grass to augment their sword."
"Having this Spirit Grass, you might barely attempt the path of a Sword Cultivator."
Bian Chuyao pointed out the grass’s value, her previously indignant mood considerably subdued.
Forsaking this lady for such a spiritual object was almost understandable.
But seeing Gu Yuan’s expression of sudden realization, her anger surged again.
Darn it, it seems she fell for this guy’s trick, serving as a valuation expert for free!