Early in the morning, Xiao Lin took five copies of the transcribed plan and left Green Lotus Peak using sword control.

A master's order cannot be defied. Since Leng Youxue asked him to notify the peak masters, even though he wasn't too keen on it, he had no choice but to brace himself and deliver these somewhat absurd plans.

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since I last visited the peak masters..."

Seeing a light appear in the clouds ahead, Xiao Lin stopped his sword, waiting for the light to disappear. Just as he was about to continue on his way, he heard a voice from within the clouds, "Disciples turning left, hurry up. Those going straight, please wait a moment."

"?"

A question mark seemed to float above Xiao Lin's head. He wondered how long it had been since he left Green Lotus Peak, and now Flowing Cloud Sect even had cultivators specifically directing traffic like "traffic lights"?

Sighing at "the inevitability of progress," he patiently waited for a moment. When the voice sounded again, he flew his sword toward the faintly visible mountain peak ahead.

Hundred Rivers Peak, the place in Flowing Cloud Sect dedicated to handling various miscellaneous tasks. Most public facilities were built on this mountain, such as the Spirit Cuisine Hall, Archive Pavilion, and Artisan Hall. It was also the only peak among the Seven Peaks of Flowing Cloud that one could enter without any prior notification.

Nodding in greeting to various "employees" of Flowing Cloud Sect along the way, Xiao Lin climbed directly to the Archive Pavilion at the top of Hundred Rivers Peak.

In front of the Archive Pavilion, which occupied most of the peak, an old man was sweeping the ground with a broom.

The peak master of Hundred Rivers Peak, Zhang Xinzhu.

"Uncle Zhang."

Xiao Lin quickly approached Zhang Xinzhu and respectfully bowed his head in greeting.

"Ah, Nephew Xiao is here? Is the sect leader looking for me?" Zhang Xinzhu paused his sweeping, turned, and looked at Xiao Lin with a kindly smile.

At this moment, Zhang Xinzhu looked just like a benevolent old farmer.

But Xiao Lin knew that anyone who took Uncle Zhang for an ordinary old farmer would be in for a big loss. As a rogue cultivator who reached the Upper Three Realms, Uncle Zhang was invincible among his peers with his Blood Drinking Blade before joining Flowing Cloud Sect. He achieved great success later in life, breaking through two realms within a century to reach Dao Integration, and was considered by countless cultivators as the next leading blade cultivator of his era. Unfortunately, during a battle with a fiend beast years ago, although he successfully killed it, he was injured at the foundation and could never hope to break into the Tribulation Realm.

Yet, even in the Dao Integration Realm, Zhang Xinzhu remained the foremost figure today.

"Uncle Zhang, my master asked me to pass on a message to you." After briefly recalling Zhang Xinzhu's past, Xiao Lin handed over a plan and relayed Leng Youxue's plan from the previous day.

"Hmm... this does seem like something the sect leader would do."

After Xiao Lin finished speaking, Zhang Xinzhu withdrew his gaze from the plan and smiled, "Although it's not quite right to trouble a junior like this, since it's the sect leader's order, I must comply. Thank you, Nephew Xiao."

"Uncle Zhang, you're too kind."

Thinking to himself that Uncle Zhang was easy to talk to, Xiao Lin was about to take his leave when Zhang Xinzhu pulled out a painting from his sleeve and unfolded it. "Nephew Xiao, this is my distant niece. I mentioned her to you five years ago. She embarked on the path of cultivation by chance and is now cultivating in the Heaven's Union Sect. Look at her, with her ample figure and virtuous demeanor, she seems perfect for managing a household. How about..."

"Ahem, Uncle Zhang, I'm not considering finding a Dao companion for now..."

"Nephew Xiao, you said the same thing five years ago."

"Well, Uncle Zhang, I still have to notify the other uncles, so I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell."

"Nephew Xiao, I have more paintings of her. Would you like to take another look..."

Seeing Xiao Lin fly away on his sword as if escaping, Zhang Xinzhu quietly put away the painting and sighed deeply.

Alas, Niece Cuihua, I've done my best...

...

Escaping from Hundred Rivers Peak and following the "traffic rules" for a while, Xiao Lin arrived at Fragrant Pill Peak.

The purpose of this mountain was quite straightforward; it was the peak in Flowing Cloud Sect responsible for the cultivation of spiritual herbs and the refining of pills.

After notifying the gatekeeping disciple, Xiao Lin quickly reached the top of Fragrant Pill Peak.

"Phew... Uncle Zhang still remembers that matter..." Xiao Lin recalled the woman in the painting, who was conservatively estimated to weigh two hundred pounds, and his face twitched. He decided to avoid meeting Uncle Zhang for the time being.

"Senior Brother Xiao, the peak master is inside."

The female disciple who led Xiao Lin to a room in the main hall said to him.

"Thank you, Junior Sister." Xiao Lin smiled slightly.

Seeing Xiao Lin's smile, the female disciple blushed and quickly replied, "Senior Brother Xiao, you're too kind," before turning and running away.

Xiao Lin didn't entertain any "being too handsome is a crime" thoughts. After tidying his clothes, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Receiving a response, Xiao Lin immediately pushed the door open and entered the room.

Normally, given He Yun's dignified beauty, her room should also be elegant and grand.

But in reality, He Yun's room was dark and cramped.

Dark, because He Yun had the windows closed and no lights on; cramped, because... her room was filled with various miscellaneous items.

Things like basins of water, ropes, cloth, and some indescribable items... making it so that Xiao Lin had to carefully navigate around obstacles in a room that could otherwise accommodate a full-court basketball game.

"Uncle He..."

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"Shh."

He Yun, who was staring at a medicinal cauldron in the air, gestured for silence.

"......"

Xiao Lin immediately fell silent, looking at He Yun, who exuded elegance and dignity in both attire and demeanor, then at the dark and cluttered room and the cauldron emitting black smoke in the air. The scene seemed utterly incongruous.

However, the fact that the daughter of the Pill Peak sect leader came to Flowing Cloud Sect to become a peak master was already incongruous enough.

Yes, the He Yun, originally named Dan Yun, was the daughter of Dan Qiusheng, the sect leader of Pill Peak.

As for why the daughter of the Pill Peak sect leader would come to Flowing Cloud Sect to be a peak master...

"Nephew Xiao, hand me that basin of water."

"Um... Uncle He, is this also a medicinal ingredient?"

"Of course, it's foot-washing water, the most important ingredient in my prescription... Now pass me that rope."

"And this rope is..."

"A pig-binding rope, used to tie pigs... And that white spirit incense, the little round ones."

"This white spirit incense..."

"It's the droppings of a spirit sparrow... That piece of cloth, yes, that one."

"Why is this cloth so dirty..."

"I had them wrap it around their feet in turns, and it hasn't been washed, so of course, it's dirty... Alright, now the ingredients are complete."

"......"

Watching He Yun toss those four items into the cauldron, Xiao Lin silently thanked himself for using spiritual energy to wrap his hands when picking them up. He couldn't help but marvel at how Uncle He had surpassed her father, taking an unconventional approach to alchemy that even forced her father to expel her from Pill Peak.