Chapter 709: Turning Worry into Joy

Su Xuan’s thoughts remained a mystery to Hua Feixuan, Hua Jieyu, and Xu Qingtong, and none of them cared enough to guess. Hua Feixuan felt she had failed her sect, and the pain of being abandoned only deepened her despair.

At this point life held no meaning for her anymore, and the only thought left in her mind was to head to the sect’s ancestral hall and end her life there to atone for her sins.

Hua Jieyu obviously refused to let her master do something like that, so she desperately blocked her path and refused to let Hua Feixuan leave. The two of them argued back and forth until the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the hall.

A handsome figure with an extraordinary aura slowly stepped inside.

Four pairs of eyes instantly turned toward the entrance. All four people froze for a moment before Su Xuan recovered first and sneered coldly.

“Wang Haoran, your guts are really impressive. You stole so many precious treasures from the Yinyue Sect and you still dared to come back.”

“Been a few days since we last saw each other. Looks like your injuries have healed quite a bit. That place still hurting?” Wang Haoran smiled faintly, the meaning behind his words impossible to miss.

【Ding! Host damaged the protagonist Su Xuan’s mentality, gaining 3000 Villain Points. Su Xuan’s Protagonist Halo −150, Host Villain Halo +150!】

Su Xuan’s face twitched.

When nobody mentioned it he almost forgot about it, yet the moment Wang Haoran brought it up he felt a dull ache down there again. The pain ran deeper than flesh, stabbing straight into his pride.

Even though he possessed the ability to regenerate severed limbs, it would still take at least a year or two before everything fully grew back and returned to normal.

Ever since the flaws of the Grand Profound Primordial Qi Art disappeared, he had been looking forward to finally shedding the title of a virgin. Now he still needed to wait so long, and the frustration gnawed at him every moment.

“I knew you wouldn’t abandon me!” Xu Qingtong exclaimed happily as her expression brightened. She rushed forward and threw herself straight into Wang Haoran’s arms.

“I had something urgent to deal with and left for a while. Didn’t get the chance to tell you first, so you ended up worrying,” Wang Haoran explained briefly.

Xu Qingtong tilted her head up and looked at him with a sweet smile. “It’s fine. I don’t mind.”

Hua Feixuan and Hua Jieyu exchanged a glance and finally stopped arguing. Hua Feixuan’s expression grew complicated as she asked, “Were you the one who took the rare resources from the Treasure Pavilion?”

“I took them,” Wang Haoran replied without hesitation.

“Those rare resources determine the future of the Yinyue Sect. You…” Hua Feixuan tried to get angry, yet when she looked at Wang Haoran’s face the anger refused to come out. In the end she could only sigh helplessly. “How am I supposed to explain this to the sect?”

“Yes, you tricking my master and me is one thing, but those resources are far too important to the Yinyue Sect. Can you return them?” Hua Jieyu asked softly.

【Ding! Host damaged the protagonist Su Xuan’s mentality, gaining 8000 Villain Points. Su Xuan’s Protagonist Halo −400, Host Villain Halo +400!】

Su Xuan stared at the scene and nearly went numb. A wave of bitterness surged inside him. Wang Haoran tricked both master and disciple and stole the sect’s most important treasures, yet they neither shouted nor attacked him. Their voices even sounded gentle and calm.

What kind of thinking was that?

“All those resources are already used up,” Wang Haoran said honestly.

Hua Feixuan and Hua Jieyu instantly turned pale, the last trace of hope extinguished. With those resources gone, the future of the Yinyue Sect seemed gone as well.

“I trusted you too much and gave you the Sect Master’s token. I won’t blame you. I’ll shoulder the responsibility myself. If there’s a next life, I only hope I never meet you again.” Hua Feixuan sounded filled with sorrow rather than anger. “Take Xu Qingtong and leave.”

“I… I don’t want to see you ever again either.” Hua Jieyu wasn’t nearly as strong as her master. She forced the words out while enduring the pain in her heart, and tears soon flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

“Why are you both rushing to conclusions? I wasn’t finished speaking yet.” Wang Haoran blinked in surprise before quickly tossing a prepared bottle toward Hua Feixuan. “With this, you’ll have something to report back to the sect.”

Hua Feixuan caught it instinctively. She opened the bottle and gently sniffed. A thick surge of Spiritual Qi immediately filled her senses and made her feel refreshed to the core. She glanced inside the bottle and quickly recognized what it contained.

“These are… pills?” she asked in shock and delight.

“These are Saint Realm Pills. After consuming them your spiritual cultivation will rise directly,” Wang Haoran explained.

Hearing that sent Hua Feixuan’s mind into turmoil. The Yinyue Sect once possessed alchemists among their ancestors, but the lineage eventually faded when no successors appeared, and the art of alchemy gradually declined. By now the sect didn’t even have a single alchemist left.

Even so, Hua Feixuan could still recognize pills. Judging from the Spiritual Qi radiating from them, their grade clearly wasn’t low. Just inhaling a trace of the pill’s aura already caused her cultivation to increase slightly. The improvement remained tiny, yet that came from nothing more than smelling the aura.

She felt certain that swallowing one pill would raise her cultivation noticeably. Her current cultivation stood at the nineteenth layer of the Saint Realm. Based on her estimation, consuming about five pills would push her to the twentieth layer and allow her to attempt a breakthrough.

If she devoured half of the rare resources from the Treasure Pavilion earlier, she could have achieved the same result. Yet she couldn’t bring herself to use them personally. Her heart always placed the Yinyue Sect’s future above her own advancement.

In other words, those ten pills held equal value to the resources Wang Haoran took away earlier. The bottle in her hand contained fifty pills.

Wang Haoran returned everything five times over?

“You’re an alchemist?” Hua Feixuan asked with bright excitement.

“That’s right.” Wang Haoran nodded. “I took the resources from the Treasure Pavilion because I needed them for alchemy. I was too anxious and didn’t inform you first. I was worried you wouldn’t agree, so I made the decision myself. You aren’t angry, are you?”

“How could I be angry? I love you more than ever!” Hua Feixuan’s joy overflowed. She forgot her dignity as the sect master entirely and walked straight over before throwing herself into Wang Haoran’s arms.

【Ding! Host damaged the protagonist Su Xuan’s mentality, gaining 8000 Villain Points. Su Xuan’s Protagonist Halo −400, Host Villain Halo +400!】

Hua Feixuan leaned against him for a moment before a hint of disbelief appeared in her eyes. “You’re really giving all these pills to me?”

“Of course. I used the Yinyue Sect’s resources to refine them, so they should belong to you. I refined a little more than fifty pills in total. I kept a small portion for myself, and everything else is here. You can have all of it,” Wang Haoran said generously.

In truth, the resources taken from the Yinyue Sect produced two full batches of pills. After removing the failed ones, he ended up with one hundred and eighty pills.

Giving Hua Feixuan fifty meant almost nothing.

Naturally, Wang Haoran would never reveal that kind of truth. Hua Feixuan had no way of knowing anyway. She couldn’t possibly imagine his success rate had reached a terrifying level.

According to the records she once read in the sect’s ancient texts, those resources could produce fifty or sixty pills at most. Because of that, Hua Feixuan believed his words completely without doubt.

“Seems I truly entrusted myself to the right person,” Hua Feixuan sighed as she gazed at Wang Haoran with deep affection.