CHAPTER 38: CHAPTER 37: PURE YANG QI FRAGRANCE PILL

Bai Jingliang’s words immediately struck a nerve with the group of Noble Family cultivators. Initially, it was a confrontation between the chubby guy and Yin Shaoyang, but now it had escalated into a tense standoff between the opposing cultivators and Bai Jingliang.

"Bai Jingliang, we’re seen as fallen nobility, so what are you? How much stronger is your Bai Family compared to us?"

A cultivator stepped forward, face angry, to rebuke.

Bai Jingliang shrugged, spread his hands, and sighed helplessly, "That’s right, fallen nobility includes me, too, so I really don’t see anything to be proud of here."

"At the very least, we don’t need to swallow insults and marry off the women in our family."

Another cultivator mocked with a sneer.

Bai Jingliang’s expression changed, his whole face suddenly flushed red, causing Yin Shaoyang to retreat repeatedly in fear, and even the few cultivators opposite couldn’t help but step back a few paces.

Only the ill-spoken cultivator remained oblivious to having angered Bai Jingliang, still feeling smug.

"Just happens that I’m mad with nowhere to vent, using you guys as a punching bag sounds good."

Bai Jingliang clenched his fists, and True Essence suddenly surged violently, a gust of wind scattering the crowd.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the cultivators, and with just a glance, the overwhelming True Essence flung everyone into the air, not even sparing the chubby guy.

"What do you want to do?"

A cultivator shouted in shock from mid-air.

Bai Jingliang clenched his fists and sneered, "I don’t want anything, just looking to loosen up with some real punches."

With that, he leaped into the air, not using any weapons, pummeling each cultivator heavily down one after another.

In less than a moment, a group of Divine Bridge cultivators were beaten to the ground, wailing, by a single Other Shore cultivator.

Bai Jingliang slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, having vented some of his rage, but still feeling stifled. Without even sparing a glance at the people on the ground, he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Yin Shaoyang hurriedly chased after him, following closely until Bai Jingliang stopped impatiently, "I don’t get why you don’t choose the vast world outside, instead vying for something so insignificant..."

Han Yu was still watching the wailing unfortunates on the ground, full of curiosity. This was the first time he saw Bai Jingliang lose his temper, wondering what could have angered him like this.

There didn’t seem to be anything worth watching anymore, so the bystanders began to gradually leave in twos and threes, and Han Yu naturally lost interest too.

He then wandered around the city for a long time, still unable to find a suitable target, and finally returned to the inn in disappointment.

The next day.

In the inn, Han Yu looked weirdly at Bai Jingliang bringing someone to find him, the person beside him was clearly the same Yin Shaoyang who was arguing on the street yesterday.

What made him feel strange was that Bai Jingliang had brought someone to ask for pills?

To give them happily? Or to hesitate before giving?

Han Yu pondered, while Bai Jingliang awkwardly introduced Yin Shaoyang alongside him.

The Yin Family is a cultivator family with a legacy, having some familial connection with Bai Jingliang’s family.

They brought someone to request the same kind of pill from the Star Sect that would change one’s aptitude, and Yin Shaoyang was willing to pay for it.

The reason was that in a few days, Yin Shaoyang would compete with his younger step-brother for the right to inherit the Yin Family.

"Shaoyang has had a cold constitution since he was young, which repels their family’s Fiery Flame Technique, so his cultivation has always been inefficient. On the contrary, his half-brother’s cultivation has been rapidly surpassing his."

Bai Jingliang explained that if he wasn’t bothered to the point of no choice, he wouldn’t have brought the person here.

Meanwhile, Yin Shaoyang was dumbfounded from the moment he started speaking, understanding every word but not comprehending what Bai Jingliang was saying.

A pill that changes aptitude?

How could that be possible.

Rather than hope in such a thing, it would be better to sincerely ask Bai Jingliang to support him in his family at the time.

Han Yu felt very regretful, as he definitely didn’t have a pill that changes aptitude, but he did have one that changes mood.

"Who says you don’t."

In his mind, Glass interjected.

Han Yu paused, quickly reexamining the two pills, quickly dismissing the Joy-to-Sorrow Pill, then the Pure Yang Qi Fragrance Pill...

Could it be such a coincidence?

Ingesting it when having a cold constitution would transform one into a Pure Yang Pulse Body, isn’t that effectively changing aptitude?

Just that side effect...

Han Yu took out the pill, placed it in his palm, and explained the side effects to Bai Jingliang before looking at the two of them.

"Can it really change constitution?"

Yin Shaoyang looked skeptical.

Bai Jingliang was startled by the side effects, exclaiming, "Is it really that sinister? After taking it, you’ll be repelled by women and attract men instead."

That’s quite a cost!

He glanced at Yin Shaoyang, expression complex, advising, "Better give up on the Patriarch’s inheritance! After taking this, don’t even think about finding a partner."

Yin Shaoyang’s expression shifted, but he maintained the same statement, "Does it truly improve aptitude?"

Han Yu pondered a moment and nodded, "Though it won’t change your spirit root, it will align you with your family’s cultivation technique, even enhancing its power."

"Then I’ll take it!"

Yin Shaoyang reached out and took the pill, Bai Jingliang’s expression changed, quickly holding him back, "Are you crazy! How will you find a dao companion after taking it."

Yin Shaoyang’s expression remained calm, "This side effect is practically nothing to me."

He swallowed the pill in one go.

A pleasant fragrance gradually filled the room, Han Yu’s expression changed, and he stepped back a few steps covering his mouth and nose, while Bai Jingliang absentmindedly took a breath, looking at Yin Shaoyang with a suddenly strange expression.

Feeling that this noisy guy wasn’t all that annoying, even having an urge to be close to him.

It was like a reincarnation of Chi Ling’Er, and only then did Han Yu realize, casting another odd glance at the two of them.

Bai Jingliang, poor guy, probably had no idea that the brother by his side all along was really a sister.

Seeing Bai Jingliang getting increasingly closer, though nothing too glaring had happened yet, it looked bothersome, so Han Yu had to cover his mouth and nose to urge them to leave quickly.

After they left, Bai Jingliang sat there in a daze for a quarter of an hour before suddenly coming to, his expression looking awful.

He remembered everything he did just now; even more shameful, he still had the urge to hug him.

"Is this the side effect?"

Bai Jingliang looked terrified.

"For him, it might not be a side effect."

Han Yu said meaningfully.

"Chi Ling’Er?"

Bai Jingliang seemed to have realized something terrifying, his face instantly turning dark.

After Han Yu nodded mercilessly, his dark face turned ashen.

"Damn, I used to take baths with him often..."

Thinking about it made him uncomfortable all over, and from now on—no, there is no ’from now on’, he wouldn’t go to the bathhouse again, and would avoid him as much as possible!

Bai Jingliang sat in the room for a long time, until his expression improved a bit, and then he sighed heavily.

"Want to hear me rant, listen to some nonsensical crap?"

Han Yu curiously glanced at him, Bai Jingliang sighed heavily and said,

"My sister is coming back today..."