Under the cold moonlight, the silent shadow stood in the middle of the street, as if she had been there from the beginning.

She was cloaked in a black robe, wearing an ice sculpture-like mask, with a voice clearly altered, not her true tone.

The loose black robe draped over her, but when the cold night wind blew, it clung tightly to her body, outlining her full curves and slender waist.

This scene, strangely provocative, was even more enticing than wearing tight clothing.

...The inventor of wind is truly a genius!

Li Muyang blinked, almost doubting what he saw.

After realizing the danger, he kept his Spiritual Vision Eye open to prevent being attacked by illusions.

However, under the Spiritual Vision Eye, which could see through illusions, the black-robed woman’s familiar features were slightly furrowed.

The strange ice sculpture-like mask seemed to have been enchanted with a spell that could conceal one’s aura and shape, a powerful magical item indeed.

But now, with the added illusion spell, it was precisely countered by the Spiritual Vision Eye.

Through the ice sculpture mask, Li Muyang’s Spiritual Vision Eye clearly saw the woman’s face beneath.

Isn’t this... Yan Xiaoru?

F*ck!

What is this woman playing at?

Why suddenly jump out and scare people?

Li Muyang looked at the woman in front of him in astonishment, unable to grasp her intentions and not daring to reveal Yan Xiaoru’s identity.

He hesitated, playing along with her role.

“Uh... I am Li Muyang. Senior, do you need me for something?”

If it was just to silence him, there was no need for such trouble...

The woman under the moonlight looked at him with feigned seriousness and said, “Good, since you are Li Muyang, then follow me.”

“I knew your ancestors, and I owe them a favor. I have come to find you to repay that favor from years past.”

“Come with me.”

With that, Yan Xiaoru turned and walked away.

After taking a few steps, she turned back to glance at Li Muyang.

Seeing that Li Muyang obediently followed, the woman beneath the ice sculpture mask breathed a sigh of relief.

The two of them walked one after the other through the streets and alleys, eventually arriving at a secluded and desolate courtyard.

Yan Xiaoru took out a key, opened the gate of the courtyard filled with dust and weeds, and walked in.

Li Muyang also obediently followed her in without showing any fear.

As they entered the courtyard, the gate closed behind them.

Yan Xiaoru, who had been silent the whole way, finally turned around, frowned, and sized up Li Muyang.

Beneath the ice sculpture mask, Yan Xiaoru hesitated slightly.

She bit her lip in thought, her eyes rolling around.

Finally, she said, “I have been in seclusion for many years, and my name is no longer known in the cultivation world. But in the past, people called me the Netherworld Old Demon.”

“So it’s Netherworld Senior. Junior Li Muyang pays his respects.”

After Yan Xiaoru announced her name, Li Muyang immediately seized the opportunity to show his respect with a formal bow.

Yan Xiaoru looked on with satisfaction at his proper demeanor and said, “Good. You are very clever, I like that.”

“As a gift for our first meeting, I’ll give you a flask of Jade Marrow Spiritual Elixir.”

“Drink it here and meditate to refine it, and I will protect you while you do so.”

As she spoke, Yan Xiaoru lightly flipped her right hand and took out a small white porcelain bottle from her Qiankun Ring, tossing it to Li Muyang.

Li Muyang obediently caught it, without suspicion, immediately uncorked and drank it, then sat down to cultivate.

A vast amount of spiritual energy roamed within his body, and under Li Muyang’s refinement, it gradually merged into the sea of qi within his dantian, forming tiny, shining stars within the vortex of qi.

While Li Muyang was cultivating, Yan Xiaoru placed her hand on his shoulder to sense the route of his energy circulation.

Only after Li Muyang had finished his cultivation did Yan Xiaoru speak seriously.

“Your cultivation technique is not of low grade. It is indeed a superior method.”

“But you have been without guidance, haven’t you? There are many friction and errors when the spiritual energy circulates within you, clearly indicating that you have been practicing incorrectly.”

Yan Xiaoru immediately pointed out the problems in Li Muyang’s cultivation of the Netherworld Manual and supervised him on the spot as she corrected them.

Not until Li Muyang had circulated the spiritual energy through its route without any mistakes did Yan Xiaoru let go of him.

“Very good! Although your comprehension is average, you can still understand when taught.”

“From now on, come to this courtyard every night after dark, and I will personally instruct you in cultivation.”

“To possess such a superior technique and yet have no one to guide you, practicing blindly on your own, is simply a waste!”

Yan Xiaoru spoke seriously, and after finishing her speech, she stared intently at Li Muyang, waiting for his reaction.

Li Muyang looked surprised.

“Uh...”

So after all this fuss... your purpose is to instruct me in cultivation?

Couldn’t you have just called me over directly?

Why go through such a big roundabout?

It’s not like you’re a thief, making everything so secretive.

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