Chapter 316: Immortal Yuyao Has a Dao Companion Too?

“Pavilion Master Su, this old Daoist understands your affection for your personal disciple, but sacrifices must be made to stop Immortal Yuyao.”

Zhang Mengchu’s expression was serious.

He didn’t feel hypocritical saying this, because he was already prepared to sacrifice himself.

What—was his sacrifice as someone in the later stage of the Void Fusion Realm somehow worth less than a Sword Pavilion disciple?

“Uh, Brother Mengchu… this disciple is also someone This Venerable One is quite fond of.” Chen Huaian gave an awkward laugh and tilted his head to the sky.

Half of what he said came from the heart—Yue Qianchi really was a likable girl, both in personality and her generosity.

The other half was on Li Qingran’s behalf. If Yue Qianchi died, that girl would definitely be heartbroken for a long time.

Judging from the main quest prompts, Yue Qianchi’s death would definitely leave a psychological scar on Qingran.

As a Master, how could he let something like that happen?!

Su Qinian didn’t have enough strength or seniority—Zhang Mengchu could lecture him all he wanted.

But Chen Huaian had both the power and the status.

The moment he said that, Zhang Mengchu was speechless. He just stared at Chen Huaian.

His eyes were full of resentment.

“Ahem… Brother Mengchu, plans are made by people, right? Don’t look at This Venerable One like that…”

Chen Huaian laughed awkwardly and turned his gaze away, once again looking up at the sky and mentally counting the feathers on the birds flying overhead.

Zhang Mengchu didn’t hold back either. He said harshly, “Then we only have one path left—we must kill Immortal Yuyao with absolute certainty. But this old Daoist doesn’t have that kind of confidence. Even if I self-destructed during a critical moment in her cultivation, I could at most damage her foundation… Sword Saint Chen, do you have any ideas?”

Chen Huaian turned to Su Qinian. “Pavilion Master Su, do you have any ideas?”

Su Qinian pointed at himself with a dazed look, “Huh? Me???”

“Yes. It’s your personal disciple. You want to save her, so it’s your job to use your brain.”

Su Qinian’s face went pale. He racked his brain, but nothing came to mind.

He had actually considered giving himself a Xuan Shui spiritual root, but had failed.

Not everyone had Zhang Mengchu’s freakishly ideal conditions—just so happened to have a pure water root, and just so happened to major in Profound Yin Sword Intent.

Just as everyone was feeling stumped—

Dan Bai suddenly stepped forward from the crowd and bowed deeply to Chen Huaian and Zhang Mengchu.

“Regarding how to save Sister Qianchi, this junior actually has a… somewhat rough idea.”

Zhang Mengchu looked at the timid, fair-faced girl in white standing before the crowd. She seemed familiar. After thinking for a bit, he suddenly recognized her and exclaimed, “This old Daoist knows you—you’re… you’re the daughter of the Alchemy Saint, right? Your name’s Dan Bai?”

Dan Bai gave a bitter smile and cupped her fists. “Mother never called herself the Alchemy Saint. That title was just something others hyped up. She always said fake fame only brings trouble…”

She paused. “Now that I think about it, if not for that fame, maybe she wouldn’t have been captured by Yaochi Sacred Land.”

“So your mother was taken by Yaochi too.” Zhang Mengchu gritted his teeth. He growled, “F*ing Yaochi Sacred Land… Why didn’t we notice their weird behavior earlier? That b** Yuyao really will stop at nothing to ascend!”

He muttered to himself for a bit, then suddenly remembered Dan Bai had said she had an idea. He quickly asked:

“What’s your plan? Let’s hear it.”

“This junior just overheard someone say Immortal Yuyao’s foundation was damaged in her battle with Master Zhang, and that she dropped from the Second Tribulation of the Great Ascension Stage to the First. Can that be confirmed?”

“It can,” Zhang Mengchu nodded. “This came from refining the soul of Immortal Qionghua. She was Yuyao’s close aide, and the injury couldn’t be hidden from her. So yes, it’s definitely true.”

Dan Bai’s eyes lit up. “Has Master ever heard that the Xuan Shui spiritual root is an ideal physique for pill refinement and for cauldrons?”

Zhang Mengchu paused. “I’ve heard that… but what does it have to do with cauldrons?”

Dan Bai continued, “Now that Immortal Yuyao’s foundation is damaged, she’ll urgently need to stabilize her condition to prevent further decline. She’ll definitely demand that my mother refine a Mixed-Origin Heaven-Mending Pill. And even if my mother doesn’t have one, she’ll turn the world upside down to get one.”

“That pill is potent, but it can’t instantly restore lost cultivation.”

“But if used in combination with the Xuan Shui spiritual root—it can amplify the effects of the pill several times over!”

Zhang Mengchu went quiet. His fingers twitched slightly at his side. “And what exactly does this ‘combination’ entail?”

“Dual cultivation,” Dan Bai replied. “Actually, you seniors don’t need to fixate on killing Immortal Yuyao in one blow. As long as her cultivation falls below the Great Ascension Stage, can’t you all take her down together?”

“Great Ascension cultivators are always on guard, even when they’re cultivating. Even if you manage to approach her, an ambush would be nearly impossible.”

“But dual cultivation is different. Even cultivators at that level will lose focus in moments of ecstasy. Let alone someone like Immortal Yuyao, who’s gone thousands of years without a man. If she gets a chance to dual cultivate just once—she’ll definitely let her guard down!”

Zhang Mengchu stared blankly at the determined glint in Dan Bai’s eyes.

He hadn’t blushed in a thousand years, but suddenly his face turned red.

The last time he blushed was when he visited a brothel as a young man.

This girl… she was suggesting he become Yuyao’s cauldron?!

Is this okay?

But—he had to admit—it just might work.

“That’s a clever move!” Chen Huaian rubbed his chin, thinking aloud. “If you can strike while dual cultivating, you might not even have to die. You could severely damage her foundation—or even drive her into Qi deviation.”

“Then This Venerable One will lead the disciples to attack Yaochi Sacred Land from the outside.”

“You’ll be inside, we’ll be outside—pincer attack, surround her on all sides…”

“No matter how savage Immortal Yuyao is—could she handle that?!”

Zhang Mengchu looked at Chen Huaian in stunned disbelief.

He honestly couldn’t tell if he was the dirty-minded one—or if this Sword Pavilion Ancestor just talked like that.

“B-but Immortal Yuyao doesn’t consort with men. How can we possibly get her to agree to dual cultivation with this old Daoist?”

Zhang Mengchu stammered. Compared to dual cultivating with Yuyao, self-destructing in her face felt way more on-brand for him.

But the downside—he might not actually injure her.

“This junior has a pill,” Dan Bai said. “After you take it, you’ll radiate irresistible charm for a short time. That charm will make Immortal Yuyao see you as her former Dao companion.”

She pulled out a porcelain bottle filled with pink pills and smiled like a sly little fox.

“Immortal Yuyao had a Dao companion before?” Zhang Mengchu was stunned. He was from her era and had never heard that.

“She didn’t. But that doesn’t matter.”

Dan Bai held the bottle up with both hands, voice firm:

“As long as you take this in front of her—from then on, you’ll be her Dao companion!”

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